Hey welcome to this collection of cringy one shots that I'm too lazy to edit. These are all one shots of your favorite peeps from the AC series. Characters belong to Ubisoft, like no shit.

(As highly requested by my wonderful readers...) Work can certainly be.... an interesting place at the best of times. Now imagine pairing that with your favourite Assassin's from the AC franchise. Ever secretly wondered how Ezio would handle a paper jam? How Connor would manage an irate customer on the phone...? No? Me neither. But I promise this'll be good.

Just a Girl who Wants to write Assassin's Creed Then Writes Shay's One Shots or Maybe Not.

Assassin's Creed 3 FanFiction. ***NOT A 'X READER'*** "Victoria, this is dangerous. Are you sure we can do this?" "Connor, just stay behind me. We'll be fine." ---- I thought I was safe from the Templars. I was small and flexible, while they were old and slow. It was ideal. They might've had more experience than us, but that wasn't nearly enough for our speed and agility. I was wrong. They really did put up a fight, but none of them were as frightful as their leader - Haytham Kenway. He found me, and forced me to go to limits I never even thought I had. Limits you can only find though... certain means. Death, fighting... The problem is.... I don't know how far I'll go. **** Just beginning to reboot! All reboot chapters will be labeled as 'new.' [I do not own the Assassin's Creed universe. The only character I own is Cha'Kwania/Victoria.] [I do not own the current cover art. I am planning to create my own cover art since I do not know who the artist is.]

It wasn't often anyone was able to get the drop on the very clever and witty Jacob Frye for any reason- especially in matters concerning poking fun at another or teasing. His quick tongue usually allowed him to easily befuddle and scathe others with his remarks, and seemingly always with that nonchalant, carefree smirk grazing his lips. When it came to the game of quick wits and clever remarks- one could always count on Mr. Frye to have some smart-arsed remark on any and all matters- as was his talent. However it would seem- there is another in the swirling masses of London that perhaps has a sharper tongue than he- a woman who seems to be even more fond of making fun and involving herself in mischief than Jacob is himself- and whose propensity for such activities seems to bring much more danger than anyone would assume simple merrymaking would entail- dangers all too close to home. And a woman who he simply cannot understand. (Jacob X F!Reader) (ON INDEFINITE HIATUS) {Part of my Daydreams & Drabbles Works that also includes unused story ideas.... Like this one!} {NOTE: Just because the things posted in Daydreams & Drabbles are unfinished or unused or simply musings, they are still my intellectual property and if you steal anything I WILL hunt you and find you!}

I tried to make this as nice as I could but of course, grammar may be off. This is my first fanfiction so... Yeah. Anyways, ENJOY!

All Imagines include: Altair Ibn-La'Ahad, Ezio Auditore, Desmond Miles, Edward Kenway, Conner Kenway, Arno Dorian, and Jacob Frye. And now Shay Cormac All modern (Leave a comment if you'd like to add a character to this list)

Just a another Connor x reader fan fiction. After Charles Lee killed (y/n) family when she was just three, she was brought up as an assassin like she would of if her family was still alive. She was trained hard and now is her time to finally kill the man that never gave her the chance to know her family. She will work alongside Connor and a few other people to take down the Templars. She was trained to never have complete faith in anything or anybody but herself. But with one man a couple things change. Most of this will be in (y/n) point of view. Hope you enjoy.

(Reader insert story!) When you meet Conner due to your on going bad luck, you don't love and you don't confess anything! But dire circumstances and desperate measures force every emotion to pour out. Pour out as thick and fast as blood..

All her life, Capricia has been an Assassin. Her mother was the daughter of a merchant, and 28 years earlier, Capricia's parents met. The problem is, her father left not long after her conception. After finding and following him around the known world, Capricia finally gets the nerve to talk to him in Konstantiniyye. Will she find the father she's looking for in time? Or will Templars take her?