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anonymous asked:

What type of boyfriend do you think the assassins would be in modern times?

Let’s do this! 

So I think Altair would definitely be the type of person to complain and tell those dumb jokes like “gotta go home to the wife/gf/husband/bf” but he really loves having someone to depend on him.

Ezio, boy oh boy, Ezio is the person to post pictures of you doing dumb stuff like brushing your teeth and what he bought you for birthday/any celebration. 

Connor is just a boy who wants to cuddle with you. He’s not used to affection or showing affection - all he knows is how much he wants to hold you.

Edward is a calm boyfriend for the most part and only does slight PDA unless drunk. When he is drunk he becomes a L E E C H. The PDA levels go through the roof.

Arno loves to hold hands, and give forehead kisses, anything to show possession. Lives for slight PDA. 

Shay will grab you and kiss you for no other reason than he wants to. Will do it in front of anyone and everyone. Doesn’t have the ability to care whose watching. It eggs him on to be honest.

Desmond, my sweet baby, loves petnames. Loves touch and feelings. Puts a lot into emotions and touch. Lots of very innocent and mild PDA.

Jacob is a lot like Edward except he doesn’t need to be drunk to be extremely into PDA.

Sorry this took so long and sorry it’s so jumbled in thought! 

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.