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keepin' that kyssandra flame alive mainblog + fic at semperintrepida

[unhingedsappho]

continuing AC Odyssey and I forgot how feral I get for that little scar across Kassandra’s nose AND can we talk about her shoulder/arm veins???? im so thirsty

[orphiceonian]

the one without death

[heraldofsomething]

Assassin's Creed: Odyssey Bleeding Hearts and Stolen Money

I'll go back to the hideout. But if you keep this up, Podarkes is as good as dead. I may finally know peace.

[heraldofsomething]

Assassin's Creed: Odyssey Trouble in Paradise

I'm looking for the one called Kyra.

[hella-amberpricefield]

Assassin's Creed Odyssey (2018)

[acecroft]

Kassandra

[no-barbarians-here]

Assassin's Creed Odyssey

Season's Greetings

[no-barbarians-here]

Assassin's Creed Odyssey

[msmisthios]

"you shouldn't have to say goodbye alone."

[fishbone76]

Knight swagger

[koujaaku]

Codextober '23, Day 6: Attack

Kassandra & Kyra ⚔️

based on this old screenshot I took-

[amisthiosintraining]

09.24.2023 | Korinthia

Captured on Xbox Series X.

[isukassandra]

MYTILENE

[maellez]

andy plays:  ASSASSIN’S CREED ODYSSEY [9/∞]

[pixel-concept]

[dr-hoffmans-mechanic]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 45/? Fandom: Assassin’s Creed - All Media Types, Assassin’s Creed Odyssey Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Kassandra/Kyra (Assassin’s Creed) Characters: Kassandra (Assassin’s Creed), Barnabas (Assassin’s Creed), Kyra (Assassin’s Creed), OC Nike, Myrrine (Assassin’s Creed), Phoibe, Chrysis (Assassin’s Creed), Deimos (Assassin’s Creed) Additional Tags: Cult of Kosmos (Assassin’s Creed), Canon Divergence, Phoibe is alive, angst with an eventual happy ending, Tags May Change, Angst, Action, NSFW, greece is gay, Sexual Themes, Violence, Child Cruelty Summary:

With the Cult all but wiped out Kassandra should be happy surely? But she finds herself haunted by ghosts from her past and the memories of bad decisions. And now someone decidedly unghost-like is on her tail.

Just when she thought the biggest challenge of her life was behind her, it seems as though another, even greater, is about to loom before her.

[semperintrepida]

A chapter in which Kassandra's past comes to light.

❧

On the morning of the longest day of summer, I take the tally stick I use to track the moon and the passing time, unwrap its thread, and wind it around the next notch in line. "It's the day of longest light," I say.

At the table, you put down the chunk of bread you've been holding more than eating, and gaze up at me warily. "So it is."

"There'll be a festival in Kazania, and I've never been. We should go."

"Absolutely not."

"Why?" The tally stick goes back on the shelf, and I go to sit beside you.

The look you give me says I should know the answer, but I'm enjoying the thought of you squirming within a crowd too much to let you off so easily. "The children will be there," I say, reaching for the bread left in the basket.

Pink blooms across your cheeks. "I've no interest in visiting with children," you say stiffly.

"Then how about playing with them?"

"No."

"Why not? You've enjoyed that when we've gone to market." I dip a morsel of bread into the dish of olive oil, thinking while I chew. You're still not eating much. The bread I make, the oil I buy—our meals are plain and simple fare, spiced with hard work. Nothing we eat here compares to the delicacies that graced your table in Athens.

Your stoic facade wavers. "I don't..." you begin, but then you fold your arms and say, "I don't need to enjoy myself."