He Has NO RIGHT Looking That Cute!!!

He has NO RIGHT looking that cute!!!

Catified weird murderer snuggled in cozy blanket is best way to cope with life

I wasn't gonna add hat but then I'd feel more like some guy filling up Jacob Frye hashtag it's meant to be him

Assassin's Creed characters height versus mine - Part 2

A/N: Once again in case Part 1 wasn’t seen I’m 5’7 and three quarters but I go in the 5’7 category lol. On this list I think I’m only taller than/equal in height to one person.

Kassandra of Sparta is quite tall and stands just under 6'0 tall. Looking at her I'd say she's either 5'11 - 5'12 (Longlegs could certainly be a nickname for her looolll she's tall!)

Alexios of Sparta is also just under 6'0 feet tall. Would also say he's around 5'11 - 5'12 as he and his sister stand about the same.

Leonardo da Vinci was 5'9 in real life and in the game he’s just a bit shorter than Ezio who stands at 6’0.

Adewale is said to be around 6'0 tall and we allll know that he’s taller than Edward.

Yusuf Tazim's height is unknown, but he stands quite similar in height to Ezio is known to be 6'0. Giving a guess I'd say that he's about 5'10, not quite 6’0 but still tall.

Malik Al Sayf's height is unknown, but he's not far off from Altair's height of 6'0. I'd say that he's just a tad shorter standing at about 5'10 - 5'11. Perfect height for smacking the Novice LOOOLLL

Henry Green/Jayadeep Mir is said to be 6'0 (I honestly do not know if this is accurate, but I looked it up and that's what it said). He is taller than Evie who is 5’6, and has a seemingly long and slender form so it makes sense.

Bayek of Siwa is said to be at least taller than 5'6 but no taller than 6'0 feet. The man is quite tall, so I'd say he's at least 5'9/5'10, he’s built like an Egyptian pyramid and tall like them too!

Eivor Varinsdottir/Varinsson is said to be around 5'7 (although they're head cannoned to be taller around 6’0 and plus - THO I did see one that said Eivor is around 5’6)

I was curious if you had any head canons pertaining to Malik Al-Sayf and him as a person? Let's forget that he is an assassin for a second and focus on him as an individual. Like is he comfortable with the loss of his left arm or is he embarrassed by it? What sparked his interest in maps and making them? Why was he so close with Kadar his baby brother? The more humanizing elements.

INDEED, I DO HAVE HEADCANNONS ABOUT THE DAI OF JERUSALEM! Ahem... But fr tho I do have a lot of head cannons about Malik as a person.

I don't know why...but he gives major "I'm abusive and angry toward the idiot novice but I'm actually really sweet" vibes. I think he's a total sweetie bear behind constantly humbling Altair lol

I think we ALL know that Altair's redemption arc wouldn't have been the same without Malik's verbal bashings and occasional scroll throwing.

About the loss of his left arm...

He was angry at first. Very angry. He had plans of how he wanted to help the Brotherhood and further their cause he so believes in, and then suddenly it was all taken away. He was told that he could no longer be in the field lest he be unnecessarily slain and then sent to Jerusalem. (This winds up fueling his spite and he became obsessed with mastering one armed swordsmanship...to the point where he could put two armed Altair on his ass lol)

Now he did go of his own free will, but he knew they put him in charge to soothe any battered ego he had. The man felt that it was a form of pity and emotional smothering. He had felt that Al Mualim had "requested" him to depart from Masyaf as a way to keep him from killing Altair... because he wanted to. He had felt...betrayed by what he believed in after it took so much from him and then it just swept him to the side like an old sandal. But being away and trying to focus on his responsibilities helped. Being alone also gave him time to cool down from his anger and focus on mourning his baby brother which he needed a lot of time to do.

He's not necessarily embarrassed by losing his arm, but he does feel inconvenienced by it from time to time. Forgetting that he no longer has a left hand to multitask and reach for things with. He was mad when he discovered that he couldn't carry as many books as he used to be able to, but he's smart so he found ways to get by (one of them including making a certain novice carry them lest he refuse and get bonked on his hooded coconut)

Malik can handle himself and you just KNOW that he mastered his f- you glare by giving the death stare to anyone who looked for too long ahaha. He does not appreciate staring AT ALL. He has eyes to make eye contact with hello. He also gets tired of explaining his sudden missing limb and of people expressing sympathy at the beginning because it just refreshes everything - plus he's Malik Al-Sayf OKAY he doesn't need BOTH ARMS to be a BADASSARINO.

He also feels vulnerable from time to time, and he doesn't like that one bit. He already lives a high alert lifestyle so losing his arm put him on peak "don't touch me or I won't hesitate" mode. The vulnerability wore on him for a while but eventually he became confident enough in his skills to protect himself again and his love helped too.

Though in a way he does appreciate the new awareness that losing his arm has brought him. It made him more reactions quicker and he became more responsive - such as a catching a falling book in the blink of an eye or blocking the cat from bapping his quill in the inkwell and knocking it over lol. (He has a cat in there with him and you CAN'T TELL ME OTHERWISE)

As for his interest in maps and making them...

We know that Malik was jealous of the way that Altair from a young age was "the favorite" of Al Mualim - so we can assume that he does in fact feel jealousy and it affects him on different levels. Whether it consists of the manifestation of saltiness toward the one he's jealous of, or it results in him learning a new skill. SO -

Malik was jealous of the eagles. Yes, the bird. He was always jealous of how they could fly so high up into the sky and see everything, everywhere, far and wide from multiple angles, and it made him wonder if such a thing was possible for him. When he could, he loved climbing up to high places - not to perform the Leap of Faith - to see the view from above. He loved it. And it made him think about other ways he could see everything from different perspectives.

Then he discovered Cartography. Needless to say, he was ecstatic lol. Map making for him was the perfect way to achieve what he wanted. He could have an Eagle Eye view of a large area from multiple perspectives and see everything just like he wanted. He could even make multiple versions of it from different angles! He could make a map of Masyaf from his POV in the mountains OR from the top of the Bureau.

I also think that him being so into cartography is a bit of a traumatic response. If he has a map and he knows the place intimately or can study it to see what it holds, he feels better about sending someone there or going himself. He didn't know what the Temple of Solomon held that day...and if he had he would have made Kadar stay home.

I even have a head cannon that Malik makes multiple versions of maps not just from different perspectives and to have backup copies, but to troll people haha. You telling me that this man wouldn't make a fake as hell map to fool Templars in case they stole them? I just KNOW he gave Altair multiple maps and told him to keep the true one on his person so if the enemy was successful in snatching the maps they'd get BAMBOOZLED ACK-

Finally, you wanted to know why I think he was so close with his baby brother Kadar...

I believe that he was so close with his baby brother Kadar because he's a family man, he's loyal, and he loves hard. They didn't really have their parents growing up so more oft than not he felt alone in the world. But no matter how alone he felt Kadar was always there for him, whether it was annoying him, joking with him, or just sitting with him. He fell into the role of big brother easily and got used to being the protective provider. Without Kadar he no longer had someone to care and look out for and Malik didn't know what to do with himself besides bury himself in his work.

It felt like a knife to heart when he lost the only family he had ever truly had because he knew that the Brotherhood was merely a figment of family - not the true family that he wanted. He had always dreamed of Kadar and him having their own families and bringing them both together to be one big happy family. But when Kadar was killed the reality of that dream never coming true...hit him hard.

Malik was also incredibly angry by the slaughtering of his brother Kadar because he was so young. He had so much potential and so much life to live - and it was taken like it had never even existed. He had imagined teasing Kadar about falling in love when the time came, the pride he would feel watching his baby brother one day become a Master Assassin as he had always dreamed of, the happiness he would feel on behalf of his little brother when he became a father. He had imagined what it would've been like to grow old and have Kadar crack jokes about aching bones and greying hair. Malik had imagined watching his little brother grow up the same way parents would anticipate watching their child grow.

Now, for the rest of his life he'll be tortured by "what ifs" and possibilities that will never happen. Malik felt robbed of the one true gift he had ever received in his life - especially as most people in his position don't get what he had. Family.

Nightmare

A/N: Had a really horrible nightmare and this is what I thought of in trying to calm myself down. Who better to help than my favorite twins?

Jacob and Evie Frye

In Jacob's case...

She was on the train when she had it. It woke her up suddenly, shaking in terror as tears fell in sudden succession. She felt like she couldn't breathe, and she felt panic as her eyes darted to every part of the room looking for a threat that wasn't there.

Jacob having a habit of holding her when they sleep is woken up by the lack of her safely in his arms. Groggy he searches for her, the search not taking long when his eyes fall onto her back where she sits not too far away on the edge of the bed.

Still wrapped in the sheets her shoulders are moving in quick succession and he can hear her soft sniffles. It isn't long before her hand reaching up to wipe at her face is the definitive sign that she's crying.

Hoping not to scare her he speaks gently, moving to sit up as he speaks, so his movement alerts her of him being awake.

"Love? What is it? Are you alright?"

A few seconds pass before she responds softly. "Nightmare."

He understands nightmares. He has some scary ones himself that keep him up later than he would like. Seeing how affected she is he becomes concerned for his love, realizing that this is one of the worst ones she's had.

When he reaches up to gently touch her shoulder, he's instantly concerned by how she flinches and turns to look at him. Upon asking what happened the younger Frye immediately feels sympathy for her. He knows that now isn't the time for jokes, so he opts to offer her something more helpful.

“Would you like me to distract you?”

It’s a few moments before she responds stuck in her own head.... before she reaches over to grab his hand and cling to it weakly. “I just need you here with me.”

She lays back down allowing Jacob to wrap her in his waiting arms and Jacob will hold her for as long as she needs hoping to give her as much comfort as she brings him.

In Evie's case...

They were together at her love's home spending some time together and when it got too late (read: who are we kidding these two planned to have this sleepover lol) and the elder Frye ended up spending the night.

They've reached the point in their relationship that they've told one another about their dreams. Evie has shared her occasional nightmares, and her love has shared with her that she has her own. Secretly her love had hoped Evie's presence would keep the nightmares at bay, but their night together comes after a gang war earlier that day...where a Blighter killed a child.

She wakes up in a cold sweat before checking to see that she hasn't woken Evie up. She didn't. The assassin is still fast asleep and sprawled out peacefully beside her.

A glass of water will help, she thinks.

It doesn't. So, she sits in front of the window in her bedroom and watches the streets of London at night.

It isn't too long until Evie wakes up. She figures that her love will return in a moment as it isn't unusual for her to get up for some water or a pair of socks. But when she feels the lack of warmth on her lover's side of the bed, she knows that it's been some time since she was in bed.

And so, the search for her love begins. But she doesn't search for long, finding her on the window bench tucked against the glass.

Evie knows that the nightmare must have really shaken her because her skin is cold to the touch, meaning she's been out of bed for a while without warmth - and if Evie knows anything about her love, it's that she doesn't like being cold.

Her words are gentle as she sits beside her on the bench, placing a light hand on her knee. "Sweetheart, are you alright?"

Her voice cracks. Evie can tell that she's been crying. "I had a nightmare."

"Would you like to tell me? Or just sit here together?"

She fiddles with the hem of her nightgown. "It's...a lot."

Evie smiles at how her love tries to spare her talking about her feelings, although she has listened to the elder Frye's own troubles without hesitation too many times to count before.

"I'm more than willing to listen love."

She’ll patiently listen to her rant about the nightmare even if it doesn’t make sense or she rambles in fear about it, unable to stop her panicked babbling. Evie finds her love endearing as she worries about her incoherent rants annoying the assassin. Evie isn't annoyed at all. She's concerned for her love and understands where she's coming from.

The two talk for a long time and when the sun starts to come up, they watch the new day come alive together. Evie looks to her love to ask her if she would like a cup of coffee...only to find her peacefully resting against her shoulder fast asleep.

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