Assassins' Creed Oneshots

|8|. Edward ♡

A/N: I write best at two AM. Do you think I should do more oneshots of Edward? Also, Anne Bonny could literally stab me the way she stabbed her servant and I wouldn't even be mad - I love her and soooo want to write a GxG Anne Bonny X Reader. Would you read it if I did? Inspired by Billie Eilish's 'You Should See Me In A Crown'.

-Kia C.

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Queen of the Seas

"Kill the ones that are too weak!" The (h/c)-haired female called, "Throw the rest in the brig!" The captain barked. Her cutlass was poised under a male sailor's chin. He scowled at her, bitter at his ship's defeat. A smirk pulled at her lips as she saw a suggestive expression cross his sun-kissed face; he was forming a desperate attempt at saving his life from the notorious woman.

"What's a pretty lady like you doing leading an outcast life like this? Why don't you join my crew? We can guarantee you a great time." His eyes raked over her body like a predator stalking prey.

She wore a sage green trenchcoat that buttoned over her upper half in one layer while her lower half was zipped up beneath the top layer of the coat. Brass buttons and lace embroidery complimented the article of clothing. On her head of untamed (h/c) coloured tresses was a matching three-pointed hat - decorated with lace, buttons and creme ostrich feathers that plumed at the back - she had plundered these expensive feathers from a ship taking goods from Africa to the West Indies. A ruffled blouse layered to her mid-thighs in a very feminine manner; it covered her (b/t) figure, concealing her small undershirt and white corset. A layered chain belt, accented by polished gem beads held her cutlass's scabbard. An amber necklace with brilliant silversmith's work hung at her neck while a pair of matching earrings hung from each ear and silver rings studded with small jewels adorned her fingers; these, she had looted from an infanta of Spain. Light grey trousers covered her legs and were covered in holsters that held two daggers and twin flintlocks. Light brown worn down and cuffed boots hugged her legs up to her mid-calves; they bore stubby heels and scuffed toes.

Overall, she was the pure image of feminine power.

An (h/c) brow raised at the male's nerve to say such a thing, especially seeing as his chin was angled up by her sword.

"If you think I'm pretty," She began, the breeze dancing in her (h/l)-length locks as the sun reached past her hat and shone of her lower face, highlighting her rouge painted lips and the light scar that dragged across her right cheek, "you should see me in a crown." With that being said, she drove her blade into his throat, slowly, the crimson stained cutlass exited the back of his neck before she ripped it out and watched as the fair-haired captain fell forwards to the deck at her feet, blood beginning to pool around him. Holding up the cutlass to observe the blood on its blade, her (e/c) eyes trailed from the weapon to the trembling sailors. (Y/n) knew exactly what each one of them was thinking, it was written - no - it was screaming fearfully in each of their eyes.

'She's ruthless.'

"Throw him to the sharks, we don't need any extra weight on our ship." She spoke as she made her way to the captain's cabin, "Jack, sort out rations for these lot - those who don't comply get starved. We'll keep them for a week and give them the choice to join the crew once they're half-starved." The (s/t)-skinned captain pushed the door open before she paused in the threshold, turning her head over her shoulder to face the tanned, brown-haired male she was addressing, "Oh, and if anyone tries anything: you're to kill them immediately. I don't care if it's quick, slow, painless or if they become food for the next week, just get the job done."