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frenchoravocadotoast · 6 months

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Basim Ibn Ishaq headcanons

Basim Ibn Ishaq x GN!reader

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Basim is an “actions speak louder than words” man. He’s kind of reserved by nature and has spent many years mastering the art of controlling his emotions during his time in Alamut.

That being said, his love language is definitely acts of service.

It starts off small – you both have a passion for literature, a common ground he has yet to realize. He’s talking to Fuladh about a recent poem he’s just read, reciting his favorite lines, when he hesitates at the end. He’s trying to remember the final verse when you jump in and quote it for him, and Basim shoots you an amused look.

“Since when do you enjoy poetry? ”

He tries to surprise you sometimes – he likes to lend you his favorite books, and if you indulge the man, he’ll even rant about his favorite poets/poetesses and their works. It becomes a bonding mechanism between the two of you, and it might look corny to an outsider; but you see how excited Basim gets when you say you liked the book he gave you, and suddenly, it’s like their opinion doesn’t even matter.

When the life of a Hidden One keeps you up at night –whether that be because of a nightmare or a stress-induced fever– Basim keeps you company. He knows the feeling all too well and refuses to leave you alone, unless that’s something you want. He will sneak into your room with a bowl of fruit and a book in hand.

“May I offer you a poem in these trying times”

Boom you’re sold

It’s a secret of his, but he likes writing poetry, too. He’ll die before admitting it though – and anyone who dares read his work will have to pry it from his cold, dead hands.

That being said, he might let you read something here and there (only the poems he’s revised a hundred times), but you have to swear that you won’t tell anyone.

You don’t mind. It’s like your little secret anyway.

Despite his preference for acts of service, he’s going to try to compliment you every now and then. You can always tell he’s being genuine, and when you thank him, he grants you a warm smile and a courteous nod.

He’s a very good listener. You could be talking about anything and he’d be listening intently, nodding along and asking questions. And nothing escapes him, really – he’s got an amazing memory and will remember your birthday, your favorite food, the friendly camel you met two weeks ago, or even the day you first saw fireworks.

He remembers that day well. The bright lights were sizzling and popping in the sky as you watched them, transfixed. You’d turned to face him with a big grin on your face, and in your excitement, asked him an obvious question: “Did you see that?”

He smiled and nodded, because of course he did.

He didn’t. He was looking at you.

But besides that, nothing escapes him!

He has a habit of shielding you from the elements. When it’s scorching hot, he hovers his hand over your face to keep the sun from your eyes. When it’s windy, he likes to use his stature to shelter you from the breeze. And on rainy days, he cocoons you in scarves and cloaks to keep you from getting wet.

Basim starts laughing more around you, and you both become incredibly closer. You have so many inside jokes that it’s hard to keep track of them, and perhaps it’s starting to get to the other Hidden Ones too. Roshan just sighs as she watches the two of you because you’re both oblivious fools.

He definitely starts coming out of his shell with time, even dropping a pick up line here and there. The first time it happened it caught you so off guard he panicked and lost all sense of his training in three seconds.

“Well, – Nehal is calling me. I’ll see you around.” and he tailed it out of there, tripping over a vase before regaining his footing and scrambling away.

He wouldn’t approach the subject again, and if you were in his proximity he would be as stiff as a board – until you made a move too. You flirted with him out of the blue and he just widened his eyes and pointed at you.

😳🫵🏽

Things change from there and he tries to flirt more (and he’s so dorky he makes everyone within audible distance groan and leave). You’re organizing the books at the bureau, the one place you probably frequent more than your own home, when he comes in.

“You come around here often?”

You give him a deadpan expression, because he can obviously do better than that, and he grimaces.

“Yeah. No more of that.”

Biggest supporter ever. If you speak another language other than Arabic, he wants to know all about it. He’s a smart man, he can learn a couple of expressions quickly, and pretty soon you’re having simple conversations in your tongue.

That being said, if you cuss someone out in said language he’ll probably try to remove you from the situation. He’s not keen on confrontation, especially with civilians, but if they wronged you in any way, he’d be all like “Yeah, what they said!” “And you better remember it!”

An absolute sucker for forehead kisses. He’s not very fond of PDA but he always kisses your temple when he has to leave or walk past you. It’s a ghostly touch, you almost don’t notice it, but it makes your cheeks flush every time.

Likes to hold your face in his hands and just look at you. It can end with him either smiling and kissing the corner of your mouth (on a good day) or pulling your hood down to blind you and ruin the moment (when he’s feeling a little silly). You call out his name and he just barks out a laugh as he climbs onto the rooftops.

He’s actually a little shit (affectionate) (derogatory)

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lilatreus · 11 months

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Realizing that we’re probably all going to fall in love with basim, see how kind he was, how caring and loyal he was to his friends and family before loki corrupts him and takes over his body, ruining everything he worked so hard for in game and no one is going to know the difference or even realize that that’s not basim that’s someone else walking around in his body

#basim #basim ibn ishaq #Loki ac Valhalla #basim ac Valhalla #assassin’s creed mirage #ac mirage #ac valhalla #ac assassins creed Valhalla #theories theories theories #I could be wrong..#but I predicted ac Valhalla before the game was even announced #so maybe I’m the Nostradamus of the ac franchise

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thou-babbling-brook · 6 months

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SPOILERS FOR AC MIRAGE UNDER THE CUT!

“Where you go, there I will go. Where you rest, there I will rest. I will walk behind you every step of the way. You are never alone.”

AC Mirage’s ending has me fucked up

#assassin’s creed #ac mirage #basim ibn ishaq #nehal #assassin’s creed fanart #art #my art #SPOILERS IN THESE TAGS #yeah what the fuck do you MEAN Nehal wasn’t real the whole time #I’m so upset #fuck Loki fr fr gimme Basim back #he’s my baby girl #I miss him #he was so kind and warm and now he’s fucking Loki like the fuck do u mean #I also liked Nehal up until yknow #it was revealed she WASNT REAL #anyways hope you guys enjoy bc it’s been a week since I finished the game and I’m fucked up

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souredfigs · 6 months

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I swear to god if Ubisoft push forward the distant future ending as the main storyline for the next games and completely dump the present day storyline with Shaun and Rebecca and now Basim I will actually throw hands

I have never recovered from Desmond I don't think I will ever recover from them setting the modern assassin's plot many years forward into the future like this isn't marvel pls we are better than this help me

#shaun hastings #rebecca crane #basim ibn ishaq #loki #ac mirage #assassians creed #i spat my chai out when i saw the secret ending

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sangco · 1 year

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myeh its me

#apex legends #mirage apex legends #elliot witt #when you love loki when you love mirage and when apex loves you to give you this skin #fanart #art #painting

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gillyeowalters · 3 months

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Part 3

#warframe #pixel art #warframe art #warframe ivara #warframe khora #warframe kullervo #warframe lavos #warframe limbo #warframe loki #warframe mag #warframe mesa #warframe mirage #warframe nekros

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teecupangel · 3 months

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Teecup you and your fics have ruined me I cannot look at Basim without dirty thoughts now.

Pet Basim for those curious.

I regret nothing, nonny. The day I finish Mirage is the day I will write a Part 3 XD

#to think this all started out because of that stupid wolf t shirt he has in valhalla #mirage has 'validated' my bottom basim agenda #we'll fuck the loki out of basim by wrecking his ass if it's the last thing we do XD #what do i even tag this???#ask and answer #assassin's creed #basim ibn ishaq #desbas #i don't know what their pairing name is hahahaha

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marley-warriors · 29 days

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History had not remembered him with kindness. So be it. Let them slander and mock his name. Basim no longer needed it anyway. He had a new name, a new chance to reunite his family. But the calculations would guide him to a past rigged with pain and longing, lest he repeat the cycle of his doom.

Loki. He wished his only crime had been his birth, or the cruelty born of boredom, but his crime was far greater. He loved too fiercely, too deeply. It was his fault, he had known better. Still, no one made him feel the way Aletheia had, uncovering his lies with her truths. The truth hurt. Its pain stung much deeper than any blade, and bruised more than even his greatest lies.

A parallel narrative alternating the modern day in which Basim bites back at fate, and Loki's Isu era, without the over-imposed mythological filters

#assassin's creed mirage #assassins creed valhalla #basim ibn ishaq #hytham ac #loki ac #aletheia ac #aletheia x loki #isu ac #ac mirage #ac basim #i read the prose edda and ended up with this #basim and loki live in my head rent free and im okay with that

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basimibnishaqs · 5 months

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thinking about how basimloki has deeply held trauma about himself and his children being imprisoned. and then how basim loses his mind when hytham is captured in the golden city that he risks his life, the mission, and the integrity of the brotherhood itself to get him back

#he’s so frightened about it he fights hytham #he’s so deeply unwell it’s beautiful #hytham & basim #mirage spoilers #ac mirage #ac valhalla #imagine having trauma so deep it manifest as a djinn #then imagine your worst fear ever (pseudo son gets captured) happen again #i need that scene from basim’s pov i need him to be eldritch in both his terror and rage #over the boy who had faith in him before he was loki #the young man who is so much like the basim from before #being captured #oh I’m so normal tonight fellas

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fandom-official · 7 months

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Spooky season is in full swing 👻

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your-local-hyperfixater · 6 months

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I really adore how empathetic and honest Basim is in mirage. It's such a stark contrast to the cunty manipulative man we see in valhalla. They are both manipulative and know what to say to get what they want but valhalla Basim is more gross and crusty about it while mirage Basim is much more genuine and polite about it. Valhalla Basim harasses people for fun. Mirage Basim is very nice and polite about bothering anyone and does Not do it for fun

#i do love them both equally and i did miss valhalla basim's attitude but mirage basim bewitched me with his softboy personality #he did usurp bayek as my favorite ac protag. i am so sorry bayek 😔#there is just something about how genuine he is and how good of an actor he is #his charisma stat is maxed the fuck out. valhalla basim's stat is too but his vibes are so rancid it doesnt work half the time #valhalla basim Looks suspicious but mirage basim is so polite and sweet looking he gets a pass #this IS loki slander. i am sorry about your family king but you are so cunty slay. could never be softboy basim. or could you? 🤨🤨🤨🤨#ac #ac mirage #ac valhalla #basim #basim ibn ishaq #basim ibn is'haq #ac mirage spoilers #ac valhalla spoilers

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frenchoravocadotoast · 4 months

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The Scab & The Scar I

Basim Ibn Ishaq x GN!Reader

Warnings: Implied NSFW

Word Count: 1140

A/N: Happy New Year, everyone :) I finished writing this while I was recovering from a hangover, so hopefully it doesn't feel too rushed. I realized halfway through the story that the fanfic might be getting too long, so I've decided to cut it into smaller chapters. Hope that's okay!

Many years ago, before you were tasked with traveling around the world and spreading the word of the Hidden Ones, you and Basim were attached at the hip.

It was bound to happen. Two young novices, both taken under the wing of the assassins at a relatively young age and bearing a relentless thirst to prove the world what they were made of. Your personalities clashed at first; training under the same tutor would prove to be a disaster. Thus, for the sake of balance, you were mentored by Rayhan’s teachings whereas Basim was trained by Roshan.

You took training seriously – not that Basim didn’t, but it wasn’t in your nature to indulge in large gatherings at night. Roshan was just like you in that regard; but you were not her ward, and your actual mentor had different plans in mind for you. Instead of retreating to your tent by sunset, Rayhan urged you to join the bonfire of rowdy novices. It is there that you come to know Basim properly, and like the fire that crackles every night, a spark ignites between the two of you.

It starts off small – you spar together, wooden swords in hand as you dance around each other; but then training escalates into gifts and spending time together at night, long after your peers have fallen into a deep slumber. You undergo the ceremony together, showing off your hidden blades and new robes to each other. Basim jokes that you have to put these things to use, and suggests patrolling together from time to time; but even once your duty is over, you come to rest together by the bonfire once more. For you, it’s a sacred ritual. A time for the both of you to bask in the silence of the night and just exist. He tells you stories of his childhood as he pokes at the embers, whispers about the stars in the sky, the world he’s always wished to travel and see with his own eyes; words meant for you alone. During one of those nights, comforted by the warmth and light cast by the fire, you share your first kiss. It’s gentle, inviting, and safe – there is no rush, and no words are exchanged for the rest of the night; but you figure he has no regrets from the giddy grin that adorns his face, and the longing glances he sends your way the next morning.

Basim is a bit cheeky by nature, you’re aware of this. Wherever you go, his hands follow, and if your duties keep you apart for far too long, he comes to whisk you away. That kiss by the bonfire turns into two, then three, and then you lose count. He steals kisses from you when others aren’t looking, brushes his hand against yours when you walk past; and like a spell a witch has cast on you, you start seeking him out too. Basim notices, and he can’t help but smirk everytime you linger close to him. It warms his heart, really; and the feeling only intensifies when you both learn you’re being sent to Baghdad to dismantle the order of the Ancient Ones together.

Baghdad gives you mixed feelings to this day. You know the man has been plagued by nightmares in his past, but neither of you are expecting them to return and throw him off balance the way they have. He struggles to sleep, and you start to worry when he talks to himself or thrashes around at night.

He never quite speaks of what he sees. He claims he doesn’t understand it himself, even after so long, and continuously apologizes for waking you up. You tell him you don’t care about being woken up, relishing the warmth of his hand which clings to yours for comfort, and you’re awarded with a squeeze. The assassin’s headquarters are a safe haven for you, and Basim releases a relieved sigh before pressing his lips against yours. This kiss pales in comparison to all the other ones back in Alamut – they were fleeting, teasing even, whereas this one is slow and drawn out. It grounds you both in the reality that you’re there for each other. This kiss is here to stay, and so are you.

The air grows hotter when he closes the distance, and your hands begin to explore each other’s skin. He swallows your sounds, bodies intertwined as you roll onto the bed; and you spend the night tangled in each other’s limbs, sheets coiling around the both of you and squeezing you together like a snake of love.

Baghdad was supposed to be a new chapter for you after that night, but fate had other plans. Basim becomes torn, a beautiful rose hurt by its own thorns; a flower to be admired from a distance, but not touched. He doesn’t shut you out, not really, but you can tell his mind is elsewhere everytime he comes back from a mission. Although he struggles, he speaks of what he’s learnt regarding the order and his visions; and the irony twists your heart when you realize that despite the amount of clues he’s discovering, Basim feels more at a loss than ever.

It all changes when Alamut is attacked. Fuladh shoves a satchel bag into your hands when you are summoned to the bureau, ordering you to protect the few books the Hidden Ones hold sacred – and run. Far, far from the ambushed camp you were built upon, and into unknown territory. Find the other Hidden Ones, convince outsiders to join – anything to help your people’s cause and creed, if they were to be completely slaughtered in this battle.

You want to ask him where Basim is, but time is ticking. Fuladh hops onto his horse and rides East, towards Alamut. The bureau is now vacant, and even if the people of Baghdad continue to go about at a leisurely pace, you know there is a war raging next door, painting the dunes and mountains in crimson red. If you do not leave right away, the order will find you.

But the pounding in your heart tells you you can’t leave just yet. You scale up the buildings, leaping from roof to roof even when your muscles throb in pain, pushing yourself to check all the spots you know he visits. The House of Wisdom, the garden, the Bazaar. But you find Basim nowhere, and the revelation constricts your throat. For whatever reason, he is no longer in Baghdad; and if he is on his way to Alamut, then your lives part here. You are needed elsewhere, now. Going to Alamut would ensure the extinction of the creed.

And so, with a heavy heart, you turn away from the one place you’d called home over the years, and steal a horse for your escape.