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[fanfic] puppet on a lonely string
Rating: Mature Fandom: Assassin’s Creed Odyssey Relationship(s): Brasidas/Kassandra Details/Warnings: Brasidas is dead, Kassandra is in mourning, Deimos is an asshole, Myrrine is a terrible mom, Spoilers for the bad ending of the game, Trigger Warning: implied suicide
Summary: "You take everything so personally." [Read on AO3]
Please don’t kill
ASSASSIN’S CREED: ODYSSEY “You’re brave. Beautiful. And if I had to guess, I’d say you have the blood of the Gods coursing through those veins.”
Maybe in the next life we’ll meet each other for the first time.
— Ocean Vuong, On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous (insp)
Better late than never, forgot to post this last year lol
Alexios: How could you give Phoebe a knife? She’s still a child!
Kassandra: Phoebe felt unsafe.
Alexios: Now I feel unsafe!
Kassandra:
Kassandra: Do you want a knife?
kass is really out here bragging about her skills with a strap to every man she meets
Spartan Renegade - Captured on PS5 and Edited with Lightroom & Snapseed
“Tell me what Elysium’s like.”
Fang of the Yun clan, from the village of Oerba; for Ennobaria
Sure, I’m a god. You think it’s wise to throw blades and ask questions later?
if you still write for kassidas, may i request kiss prompt #16 and/or #42????
I will never stop writing for them my darling <3
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One person pouting, only to have it removed by a kiss from the other person.
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Distracting kisses from someone that are meant to stop the other person from finishing their work, and give them kisses instead.
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“My heart.”
He feels a smile against his throat, Kassanda’s nose tucked into the freshly oiled fall of his beard.
“Yes, husband?”
She continues to kiss up his throat, pausing at the sensitive skin behind his ear. Brasidas continues to oil the leather of his armor, feeding it and keeping it supple after a long time on the road. Neither seem intent on acknowledging the actions of their spouse.
“Are you intending to keep that up?” He asks, pitching his voice a little lower, feeling her moan softly into his skin.
“You only just got home, Brasidas. I missed you.”
“And if you want me to return home to you again, you must recognise the importance of this task.”
Kassandra pauses, sitting back and setting her hands in her lap. She is so beautiful that it steals both his breath and his attention, and when he looks at her he can’t help but chuckle at the jutting press of her lower lip.
“Kassandra of Sparta, are you pouting?”
She huffs out a breath, crossing her arms under her breasts. “My husband has been away for a month and now refuses to embrace me, of course I am.”
Brasidas smirks, turning back to his work. He’s nearly done, got through the worst of the maintenance before she even left their bed. “I believe we embraced quite thoroughly only a few short hours ago.”
She’s not immune to his smiles and his husky voice, but they are partners in all things, so it makes sense that he is weak to hers in turn.
“Brasidas.” She purrs, and it chases right down his spine. “You know well enough by now that it takes more than that to satisfy me.”
He snorts, can’t help it. It’s a truth he knows better than to ever deny. When one of them comes home from travels they rarely stir from their bed for days at a time afterwards. But there is something to be said for making Kassandra wait… it has never yet worked out badly for him.
“One more coat, my heart.”
Kassandra huffs and pouts again, looking out at the sliver of the world they can see through their shuttered windows. She really is unfairly stunning like this, shining in the light of dawn’s rosy glow. With a quiet sigh, Brasidas turns and grips her biceps, leaning in to kiss away the pout, feeling the quirk of a smile against his lips.
“What happened to the final coat?” She asks after, grinning and winding their fingers together.
She is already halfway to her feet and dragging him after her when he manages to reply.
“It can wait.”
Atlantean Markings
Just 2 shots of Kass in action. Gotta love the Amazonian armour 🤩
