#ecgleheart

[hebakes]

@ecgleheart said: Is he sulking because he hasn't recieved any love from his sun lately ? Yes he is.

                  ϟ ––       ❝ Come here. ❞ His hands pull them into his lap, resting their head there, his fingers stroke their soft hair, gently, stopping for a second only to plant a kiss to their temple. ❝ I missed you. ❞ His tone is soft, low. ❝ I miss you everyday, every minute you’re not in my arms. ❞

#ϟ – answers #ecgleheart #[he loves fed so much 🥺]

[flammeusarch2]

Ruffles her hair. Ruffles it some more. Until she looks like a lil monster -

* angry child noises *

“ i’ll murder you. ”

#ecgleheart #♤ ─── ᴛʜɪs ɪs ɴᴏᴛ ᴀ ᴄʀᴀᴄᴋʜᴏᴜsᴇ! ɪᴛ's ᴀ ᴄʀᴀᴄᴋʜᴏᴍᴇ. ( crack ) #( red vc: would you like to die? )

[shadxwcd]

@ecgleheart​​ asked: "I've got you" - cristina

help my muse wash off blood from their body | Accepting

Even in the warm of the steaming bath, Cristina had not once stopped quivering since she saw her new husband intervene with a man who just had grabbed her and tried to - 

The thought of it made her want to vomit again, though her mind wasnt quite sure how to react. She had not been able to say a word since it happened but was glad to have Federico wrap her in his arms and guide her back home. Where had he gotten so adept with a knife. That was rather different to fist fighting...wasn’t it?

One hand grasped desperately onto herself, curling inwards as the other was currently being washed by him. She remembered being held against the stinking man, being sprayed with water (what she had assumed was water), raising a hand to it and it coming back red as suddenly the man behind her dropped.

Blinking, she came back to the present again as he spoke to her. Blue eyes bore into his, holding onto those words so tightly. Yet she felt she didn’t want to leave her house again, not for a while. Cristina had always prided herself on her fortitude but this was just too much.

“I know.” Her voice was so quiet, absent of its usual strength or happiness.

#. | beauty of florence (cristina) #. | married and happy (married) #. | freedom and youth (cristina/federico) #blood tw #ecgleheart

[sharpestblade]

@ecgleheart  sent :   ❛  justice is vengeance in prettier packaging.  ❜ - various starters // * accepting . 

❛  HA,  TO THINK THEY CALL EZIO THE DRAMATIC ONE ❜     and while claudia tried her best to make it sound STRONG,  it only came out whimpered  -  even in SUCH A STATE,  the opportunity to tease her older brother COULDN’T BE MISSED .   fingers dragging on cheek to try and rid the tear stained evidence away from face,  what had lead them to this situation was her BOYFRIEND yet again proving that he WASN’T all he cracked up to be...  why was she still with him,  again ?  ❛    L - LOOK AT YOU,  you have FROWN LINES forming,  brother !   ❜  claudia always tried to bring an UP BEAT AURA to any situation,  to try and keep it LIGHT -  even if she was the one directly hurt,  though the woman took pride in being able to INSULT ANYONE,  even when VULNERABLE .  

#AAA IM GETTING USED TO THESE MUSES SO I HOPE THIS IS OKAY ! #i set this in the earlier days so i can get the hang of their characters a little more #answered. #claudia auditore : response. #also i hope ur okay with the iconless stuff rn ! i gotta. try and collect screen caps and i go zzz SDSOIDHISD #ecgleheart

[kxruyucua]

@ecgleheart​ said: warning : federico's property. no touching or 🔪🔪 || accepting 

                    he grins widely, chuckles even before hands reach for the tip of the shirt, pulling it up a little so when his hands reach for it from behind it’s reachable, pulling it off, just so he can wear it again, the back of it now to the front, making their warning more visible. 

          ❛  mhmm ~  ❜

#ecgleheart #☯ // answers #[one assassin love !!]

[devilsnaslediye]

@ecgleheart​ | sc 

               This is not the plan he had in mind; his men would have cleared a path for the assassin to flee on their own, all while he watched them from afar, and maybe a proud smile would have been decorating his features, a one that would say: you owe me.

     Not all plans go accordingly, that’s why one must have multiple alternatives, right? that’s what Marcus uses: an alternative, it’s not plan b, c or even d, it’s probably z.

     “ We’re leaving. ” those words alone would have been like to music to Elliot’s ears, but Marcus wouldn’t be Marcus if he doesn’t torment Elliot with his sudden decisions. “ Bring him with us. ” clearly an order, but Elliot has to sound his concern; their target is an assassin after all, an enemy. “ Now! ” he doesn’t leave any space for a discussion, and Elliot knows even without clear words that he has to do it on his own, no other man should see this, which is why everyone else beside Marcus, himself, his fellow bodyguard Thomas, and the assassin, is dead.

     It takes fine skills and focus to smuggle an almost dead man out of there and into Marcus’s mansion, a one where only he, Elliot, Thomas and the now needed health staff are allowed. they take care of their patient, they even sew back the severed fingers that they have preserved in cold temperatures enough to keep them viable; Marcus’s orders, and they do it all carefully, professionally; the idea of losing their lives is embedded in their minds should they make the smallest of mistakes, a price they can’t afford. “ Alright, dismissed. ” they can’t leave the house, but they are allowed to a spacious room, Thomas keeping an eye on them.

     “ He’s tough, I will give him that. ” there’s no effort spent when he admits their might, any other person would have been dead had they suffered what this assassin has, but he doesn’t waste more time on the matter, already diving into his work, still in the same room; he wants to see it when they wake up from their slumber.

#♛ – you don’t know the half / modern ac #ecgleheart #[there you go~]

[oflegxcy]

@ecgleheart liked this post for a starter (still accepting)!

Natakas felt USELESS nowadays. He was still doing missions with other Assassins, of course, but he still felt like he wasn’t doing enough, all of this because his reaction had been too strange the last time he had been close to a piece of Eden; he had started seeing things and talking about people he didn’t even know, but those people had also been part of his dream forever, so Natakas knew it was a message, or at least something that had a meaning. The others didn’t seem they wanted to know about it, but he did; he had never been this CURIOUS before. 

“Just, maybe, it’s something we need to know. Maybe it could tell us about the conflict between the Assassins and the Templars. Pieces of Eden have always shown important things to the creed, so we need to know.” He took a deep breath. “I need to know.” He crossed his arms over his chest as his eyes remained on the other. “I’ve had those dreams for years. I just... I just need answers.” 

#let me know if you want me to change anything love ♥ #rp #ecgleheart #v: life in the brotherhood

[ofmisthios]

@ecgleheart​ said: Steals a kiss from the v beautiful lady's lips.

Kassandra had certainly not seen the kiss coming, but she couldn’t say she didn’t want it either. She enjoyed spending time with Federico, a part of her even ADMIRED him for all his hard work, and for how he managed to remain a good person through this. And of course, he was attractive, too; it was something she still noticed after all those centuries.

If he thought he was just going to steal a kiss this way and pretend it didn’t happen, he was wrong though. She grabbed his arm and brought him closer to her once again. It was her turn to kiss him, properly this time.

“You can’t kiss me and disappear, Federico. Keep that in mind.” She said, half-teasing, as she kept her usual PLAYFUL smirk on her features. 

#LOL :3 #rp #ecgleheart #v: passing the tourch

[thebcstofus]

Venice is quiet tonight, it makes Ezio uneasy. He focuses on the few sounds he can pick up on: a woman below singing as she walked, a violin far away. He focuses on them until they disappear, leaving Ezio in silence again.

He climbed on the roof and made it his escape what felt like hours ago, Federico must have found him eventually. He heard his elder brother sit beside him, but made no move to acknowledge him just yet.

He settles for unsheathing his hidden blade and a rag, cleaning the blood off of it. He lets the blade go hidden again before he finally looks at Federico.

“I miss him...padre.” All of twenty-three years old and he’s carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders, all of that pain. “I miss him everyday.” His words barely let out a fraction of what he feels, but perhaps it is a start. “I was too late...too late to save them.”

@ecgleheart​

#( character: Ezio Auditore ) #( thread: Federico Auditore / ecgleheart ) #would u believe me if i said i was going to make this happy #then u got me thinking about papa auditore

[elisexdelaserre]

HOW ARE YOU DAMAGED?

ruined by loneliness you are so lonely. you are miserable in your solitude. you hate that you cannot bring yourself to reach out, to ask for help. you will be forgotten by all who never knew you. your biggest fear is that you will die alone, and you know this fear will be seen to fruition. you refuse to extend yourself beyond the box that others put you in. and it is a box that no one dare come near. you are lonely because you are afraid of yourself.

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[hebakes]

@ecgleheart said: Pulls the other into his lap and wraps his arms tightly around their frame ; nuzzling their neck. Amber eyes fall shut as he takes in their scent. Federico's missed the other so much and intends on spending the rest of the day with them.

                  ϟ ––        When he’s pulled, he feels like the air around them, he feels WEIGHTLESS, and he finds comfort on the WARMTH of their body, allowing himself to melt between their arms, and when they nuzzle against the back of his neck, his skin is SPOILED with their care. ❝ I miss you.. ❞ He doesn’t allow any other words to escape his lips once he whispers these, his hands slide up to hold them by the wrists, as if to SECURE even just a few seconds with them, he’s GREEDY, he always is when it comes to them.

#ecgleheart #ϟ – answers #ϟ – mobile post #[he misses his home ;n; <333]

[flammeusarch2]

@ecgleheart​ gets a lil thing

“  non  imbrogliare,  you  said  first  who  gets  on  the  bell  tower  wins.  ”  tone  is  quite  offended  as  arms  cross  tight,  defiance  painted  all  over  her  features.  “  i  won,  so  hand  over  the  money  ---  grazie.  ”

#♤ ─── ʏᴏᴜɴɢ ᴀᴛ ᴀɢᴇ ᴏʟᴅ ᴀᴛ sᴏᴜʟ. ( arc one ) #ecgleheart #( the first nearly threw hands with a 13yo meme probably happened in florence )

[shadxwcd]

@ecgleheart random starter for FEDERICO from CRISTINA!

Small pebbles hit against the leaded glass of Federico’s window. Below stood Cristina shrouded in a dark cloak, trying to restrain the lava that burned through her veins. Upset had faded away long ago to fury. For so long she had been able to forget the looming societal expectations of her. Her future of being sold off like cattle to a man she didn’t love all for money or fucking politics. For years she had been able to put it off, her sharper tongue doing so just enough. That and what she claimed was residual trauma from Vieri Pazzi almost assaulting her. Thankfully her father had been angered by that. 

Yet now even the rumours of Federico had not been enough to stop him. She was to be married even by next month to a man she had not yet met and had refused to meet in in her fierce argument earlier that evening. Cristina knew it would be all over the city by tomorrow and she knew that her refusal did not matter, so she needed to tell him now. Her entire soul hoped that he might be able to think of something, anything to stop it. For a miracle that would save her happiness, to keep her his as her heart would always be. 

#. | beauty of florence (cristina) #. | living as i please (unmarried) #ecgleheart

[kxruyucua]

@ecgleheart​ | feelsy plotted(kinda lmao) starter bcuz u deserve it 

                    He is NOT ALONE in his suffering, that much he knows; they have tasted the agony, the ETERNAL torture of losing a BROTHER, of losing half a family even. It pains him, hearing their pain, the story of injustice and corruption leading to the loss of even an INNOCENT child, one who probably wondered for the reason of their murder before it happened, who cried and begged for their life, but CRUEL men are deaf, they have no ears for the innocent, only for themselves, their GREED and TARNISHED AMBITIONS. Liam knows. ❛  I’m so sorry, Fed! That’s–  ❜ He can’t even find the words; what happened to their family, it was UNFAIR, ugly! His hand finds their shoulder, squeezing firmly; words can’t express the rage he feels for them, for the injustice they have suffered. Attention and focus are with them even as he retracts his arm, yet unable to stop himself from peeking at the name of one of the many he has lost, one of the many scars to his soul and heart. In the dorsal of his wrist is a name engraved in ink to his skin, the name of a brother he LOST the moment he FOUND. Theo. ❛  It’s a...long story.  ❜ It’s his fault they wonder about it, and he only hesitates at the beginning; this man beside him is a brother, too, and they have shared with him what is probably one of their most precious secrets, it’s only proper he does the same, and besides, he trusts them with everything, even the most precious to him, even Theo. ❛  Me baby brother..  ❜ He starts, head lowering, gaze not parting the inked name, thumb brushing against it longingly. ❛  It was a bad day from the start– bad eight or so months even.. I couldn’t find anyone or anything’ I was lookin’ for, but I found him!  ❜ Now a smile graces his softening features, a mix of longing, pride and hurt on his face, in his voice. ❛  He was cryin’, no one was there, so I picked him up, pressed him against me chest, tried to calm him, rockin’ him, and he..calmed!  ❜ He has to look at them, a wider smile on his face, it’s like he was, and still is, proud of that, it still feels good, it still surprises him how he managed it back then. ❛  He started laughin’ at the faces I made, holdin’ me nose, sometimes pullin’ me lip!  ❜ A laugh now, a one that doesn’t live for long when he does his best to not crack down, not cry, and he quickly turns his face away, jaw clenching. ❛  I- They came and I- I hid with him! H-h-he was calm, he was okay! I decided t-to lure ‘em away but.....  ❜ God, he is so ANGRY, so hurt, he can’t control the thumb now DIGGING into his flesh. ❛  They caught us... I had him in my arms and then he was...gone!  ❜ It’s subconsciously when his arms demonstrate, moving as if he still has his brother in his arms, and then they don’t, and so his arms wrap around himself, just like the cold days after. He tells them how the bastards SUFFOCATED an eight-month-old child, MERCILESSLY stopping to let the boy have some air back into their lungs just to suffocate them again, and again, and again, all while he kicked and fought, trying to free himself just so he could free his baby brother, but he was weaker than now, weaker than them, and he could only BEG and PLEAD, cry for them to let his baby brother go! They can KILL him, TORTURE him, do whatever, but just let his brother live, let his brother go! They don’t, no! They let him WATCH until Theo is gone. ❛  That-t wasn’t e-enough!  ❜ He can barely speak now, tears running down his face, his voice is cracking, yet he holds on, doesn’t cry yet. ❛  When they brought th-that gas, I was...relieved! I thought I was gonna die with me baby brother!  ❜ He was wrong; they only poured it over the toddler’s corpse, forcing him to watch as whatever left of them turned to ASHES, refusing to even keep something for him to bury, to honor. ❛  He w-was only e-e-eight months and they BURNED him, F-Fed! They burned me b-b-baby brother, Fed! They... they...  ❜ Words can’t get out anymore; he can’t hold the cry in anymore, letting it all out, his shoulders jump with the failed attempts to stop, his arms tighten around himself as he lowers his head further, leaning forward, head almost at the level of his thighs.

     ❛  I just wanted t-t-to die, but w-wasn’t a-allowed even t-that!  ❜

#ecgleheart #☯ 「 cause when it rains it pours it pours it pours and it rains more 」// modern ac #[i'm not cryin u r!]

[devilsnaslediye]

Let Me Psychoanalyze You (But Also Be Nice)

no one has ever loved you.

i know you're a good person. even if most of the time it doesn't feel like it. im sorry growing up happened under less than ideal circumstances. but people love you now, i promise. sometimes it's hard to remember that just because you've felt unloved before.

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tagging: @shadxwcd (alexios/claudia/arno), @ecgleheart , @beguilingfury (naotora), @quillborn , @worldly-diversity (), @nghread (dimitri) , @maestrodarte + you

#♛ – dashboard games #♛ – character study #[tf this’s so true n saaaad]

[elisexdelaserre]

a historical / fantasy / period / medieval friendly character survey.

reblog and bold your muses preference.

roses / cherry blossoms / orchids / tulips

winter / summer / autumn / spring

thunderstorms / sunshine / snow

indoors / outdoors

meat / fruit / sweets

extravagance / traditionalism / minimalism

god fearing / non god fearing

cats / dogs / horses / birds

sunrise / sunset

day time / night time

fire / earth / water / wind

reading / writing

rising early / sleeping late

wine / ale / neither

fur / silk / satin / lace

rubies / pearls / sapphires

horse back / walking / carriages

love / power

having company / being alone

lakes / rivers / oceans

knife / sword / bow / poison

gold / silver

tagged by: @ecgleheart, thanks love ♥♥♥ tagging: @ofimaginarybeings (Arno) @leadrook @sharp-teeth-and-wide-grins (Evie) @culthcnt @manamusesac​ (Haytham) & YOU ;D

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