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Log of a doctorJune 21, 1468.Log of a doctor by ~iguanablogger
The doctor was just screwing the top back on his prized jar of leeches when the yelps became audible.
"Ow, ow, ow!" The voice of a young boy cried out in pain, "Stop, Federico! It hurts too much!"
"Well how do you expect it to heal if you can't even get to the dottore?" An older child replied snappishly.
With worried curiosity, the black-robed man walked towards the two struggling siblings, noting their rich finery and well-groomed heads.
"Excuse me, bambini," His patient drone seemed out of place beside their grunts and gasps, "But is there anything I may do to assist you?"
"Yes, please!" The elder boy, a handsome child with auburn hair and hazel eyes, responded, "My brother and I were playing and he-well, he-he stumbled."
"Signore," He turned his head to acknowledge the smaller male, who whimpered pitifully at him, "if you are truly a doctor, you must fix my leg. The pain is unbearable!"
The doctor was silent. He bent down to the child's height and examined
Protector - GiovannixMariaAll Assassin's Creed II characters and references (c) UbisoftProtector - GiovannixMaria by ~Tae-Kwon-Do-Dragon
I make no profit from this
It was a beautiful summer day in Italy, and even more so in Florence. Maria Auditore was one of many people who were currently enjoying the weather by making a trip to the market. It wasn't that she was in dire need of anything, but the day was much too inviting to spend it indoors.
Maria wandered through the throngs of people with no particular destination in mind. She enjoyed watching the masses and was glad to be out and about; the palazzo was feeling empty without Giovanni there. He was currently working at the Medici bank and wouldn't be expected home until late afternoon. Maria smiled softly to herself and her fingers reached up to brush the gold pendant that hung around her neck. It was Giovanni's engagement seal he had given her four years ago. The pendant was a flat oval shape with a brilliantly cut ruby set in the center. On the backside, the Auditore coat of
Milky BlueMilky BlueMilky Blue by ~RandomStarvingArtist
Ezio Auditore stood outside of a small looking building, inwardly groaning at the thought of actually having to work. His father had finally become so fed up with all of his troublemaking that he had told the young man to either get a job or stay at home with him. The Florentine noble chose the first option; at least this way he could get out of his house and perhaps goof off every once in awhile. He had originally wanted to pick out his new job, but before he could even begin to go around the city, asking people if they needed an extra assistant or something, his mother had gotten him a job working as an errand boy of some sorts for an artist that lived all the way across the city. The brunette showed his obvious displeasure to his new employment by not showing up the first day, but when his mother had found out that he was gallivanting around town with Federico, all hell broke loose. There was screaming, arguing, yelli
Paper VillainsPaper Villains by `MissLunaRose
On writing three-dimensional villains
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Disclaimer: (as experience suggests that I need one) This resource consists of opinions. There may be better ways to write, and my advice may not fit your type of story. Please use common sense when applying the ideas expressed below. Thanks for reading!
Do you remember the Big Bad Wolf? He destroyed the Three Little Pigs' houses and ate them (or only chased them, depending on the rendition). He ran to Little Red Riding Hood's home and devoured her grandmother. The Big Bad Wolf appears in countless fairy tales to eat and terrorize the general populace.
In many children's stories, the Big Bad Wolf is symbolic for the negative consequences that can follow bad choices. Two of the Three Little Pigs failed to work hard on their houses, allowing the wolf to blow them over with his tremendous breath. Littl
Describing your CharactersDescribing your CharactersDescribing your Characters by ~Inkfish7
When it comes to characters, we writers have a certain goal: to bring these people to life in the readers' imaginations. But for this to work, two things need to happen.
1) The character needs personality.
2) The readers need to be able to visualize the character as they read.
The first is achieved through characterization, while the second is traditionally thought to be achieved through physical description. What I’d like to discuss in this journal entry, however, is how physical description also needs to contribute to a character’s personality, and how it’s actually characterization, more than anything, that helps the readers visualize a character.
Take a look at the following example.
1) When I entered Mr. Jed's office, he stood and smiled at me. He had a big nose and short, brown hair. He wore a dark suit. I shook his hand.
What do you know about Mr. Jed from this br
Hi, I'm Arabic, Son Of: A ManualHow "Ibn", "Bint", "Abu", "Um" and "Al" are used in Arabic culture.Hi, I'm Arabic, Son Of: A Manual by ~LadyVe
As most people know, I'm a fan of the Assassin's Creed series. I have been since the first game came out and though I have my issues with the franchise, especially the last two less than satisfactory titles, I'd still consider myself a loyal follower. Still, there is one flaw that I shall never be able to forgive Ubisoft for and that is its atrocious use of Arabic "surnames" in the 12th-13th century, the time in which the story takes place.
A protagonist who is called Ibn La'ahad or "Son of None" while his father's name is known? His children and wife are also called that way? Two brothers who are both called "Al-Sayf"? A man who is named Abbas Sofian? Did anyone actually bother to wonder if the Arabic usage of "surnames" might be different from Westerners, especially during that time?
Around the time of Assassin's Creed: Brotherhood, the folks from Ubisoft once proudly stated in Xbox 360 Ma
Character Description FormCharacter Description Form by `MissLunaRose
This form works for commissions, art trades, requests, or any possible situation in which I or someone else could be drawing your character.
This form will give me a sense of how to draw your character! Please copy and paste this text into a note or deviation. Highlight and type over the parts that aren't in bold. You can jump back to this form for the links.
Important: Please share as much information as you can think of! The more info you give me, the more easily I can draw your character, and the better the character will look. So non-visual artists, don't think details bother me. You're actually making it much easier and less frustrating.
Premium members (and non-premium members?) can add thumbnails to literature deviations through Sta.sh! This is a great way to incorporate reference pictures. Otherwise just put in links, such as Rose on a height c
Lavendel FarbeMeine Schritte hallten leer durch den langen Flur, als ich mich gedankenverloren auf den Weg zur Bibliothek machte. Die Sonne hing schon schwer über dem Horizont und zog lange, fast zähflüssig wirkende Schatten über den Stein. Alles war in ein grausam, sanftes rot getaucht, was mich schaudern ließ. Es wirkte, als wäre der gesamte Flur in Blut getränkt.. –es war unbeschreiblich unangenehm hier entlang zu laufen, während die Gedanken in ferner Zukunft bei Mann und Kindern hingen. Meine Schritte wurden langsamer, bis sie gänzlich still standen und die Geräusche verstummten. Ich seufzte, wobei ich geistig abwesend beobachtete, wir das rot immer mehr verblasste und zu einem zarten lila wurde – Leonardo hätte dazu wahrscheinlich Lavendelfarben gesagt, aber ich hatte davon so oder so keine Ahnung. Für mich waren es Farben, dessen Namen mir plötzlich so unwichtig erschienen, wie das Wetter in einer Stadt, die ich nicLavendel Farbe by ~RaziiielimGirl
MCOA - EisblauMCOA - Eisblau by ~RaziiielimGirl
Der Himmel war Wolkenlos, was die Sonne nur so herab brennen und die Dachziegel angenehm warm werden ließ. Ich kletterte geschickt auf die Mitte des Daches, um mich dann genau dort nieder zusetzen. Die Aussicht auf meine Umgebung war schön - ohne Zweifel! - aber der Gestank.. Eines Tages würde ich daran ersticken! Wenn ich überhaupt solange hier bleiben würde. Seufzend lehnte ich mich zurück, wobei ich mich auf meine Arme stützte und mein Gesicht gen Sonne drehte. Die Hitze hinterließ ein wohltuendes Prickeln auf meinen Wangen. So lag ich also eine ganze Weile da - Augen geschlossen und der Sonne entgegen. Nach diesen zwei Wochen, wo ich nur selten hier oben und die meiste zeit im dunklen Haus war, tat es wirklich verdammt gut, wieder die Italienische Sonne auf meiner Haut zu spüren. Doch was mir gerade sehr deutlich auffiehl war, das es hier oben lauter war. Die Stimmen drangen greller an meine Ohren, wobei ich fast jedes einzelne Wort perfekt verstand. Genauso wie das fürchterliche G
SilenceGood morning, Mother. How are you feeling today? Did you sleep well?Silence by ~xCrimsonxRosesx
Silence. Always silence. No, it's alright. I'm used to it.
I brought you some soup. I noticed that you didn't eat dinner last night, so you should really try and eat this. I'll just set it on the bedside table.
It's a beautiful day outside. Perhaps we could take a walk? The baker just got a new pastry recipe, and the florist is selling the most lovely roses. You could use the fresh air, too.
No? Alright, maybe tomorrow.
Do you mind if I sit down, then? I'll just move some of these feathers out of the way. It seems like every time I come in here, you're kneeling in front of these feathers. Don't your knees get sore? I know mine would.
There are so many. Ezio said that there were 78 last time he counted. He's made it quite a chore for himself, collecting these for you. But I suppose that it's the least that he can do, considering that he isn't around enough to take care of you.
You know that he's doing this to try and b
Weather (Malik x reader x Altair)Weather (Malik x reader x Altair) by ~Fate4Destiny
Altaïr was covered in a sheen of sweat beneath the heavy material of his assassin's robes. The moment his feet hit the ground before the bureau in Jerusalem his motivation leapt and crashed. He'd have to climb once more in the gruelling heat. But after that, he could rest. That is, if Malik did not order him out like last time. Why did the sun have to be so tortiously slow at burning him to death as he climbed?
Altaïr dropped from the grating and dipped a hand in the fountain. He splashed his face clean, uncomfortable and wishing nothing more than to escape the heat. Escape the sun and everything else. But he could not spend all day over the sun-warmed water.
He pulled out a feather stained in red and placed it on the counter inside the room. There it was more humid but not as hot, and Altaïr fought the urge not to pant.
"The target has been dealt with."
You glanced up from your scroll on the desk, your own face slightly pink tinged. Altaïr dismissed it in his mind
Nothing Left to Say“Who knows how longNothing Left to Say by ~DevilDog234
I’ve been awake now?
The shadows on my wall don’t sleep
They keep calling me.
He’d lain there for so long. Fighting the desire to sleep. He kept seeing Kadar, everywhere. In the shadows, in the doorway, in his mind. His baby brother. Gone. The pain hurt, his arm and his soul. He wanted to scream, to fight, to cry out for help, but he could not. He bore it in silence, hate and sorrow raging his mind.
“Who knows what’s right?
The lines keep getting thinner.
My age has never made me wise.
But I keep pushing on and on and on and on.”
He wanted to explain it away. To say it wasn’t his fault. But it was. He thought he was right, he thought his way was best. Now...now he didn’t know. The li
(Altair x Reader) What Happened?Altair x Reader(Altair x Reader) What Happened? by =Hopedrop
"No problem; I can totally do this," you muttered to yourself through muffled fabric. You shifted your weight hesitantly, however nevertheless stepped forward toward the edge of the stone crevice. You felt your heartbeat jolt, and mentally slapped yourself for being so cowardly. Sure, you were great at combat fighting, blackmailing, and slipping and blending through crowds.
Clearly you were not showing much faith in doing the Leap of Faith. Balling up your fists, you glanced nervously at your mentor, for any signs of encouragement. He roughly nodded, though the full assassin next to him rolled his eyes. You could easily read his lips; "Novices."
You grimaced at this, though in the corner of your eyes, your friend gave you a somewhat comforted smirk.
"Altaïr!" you hissed, nervously. "Why don't you go first?" You would've asked Malik first, but before you could, he had already bravely leaped from the ledge.
You knew those two since the day
AC: Apologies 1/2Title: ApologiesAC: Apologies 1/2 by ~Darling-Daisy
Fandom: Assassin's Creed
Setting: Shortly following the events at Solomon's Temple, before the mission in Jerusalem to kill Talal
Word Count: 892
Type of Work: Two-shot, gift for Drkfrg
Warnings: Malik POV, mentions of violence, regret, unrequited love, mentions of heavy slash.
Disclaimer: I do not own Altair, Malik, or any of the AC universe. It's probably a good thing or slash would be more than canon.
Summary: Malik has his way of apologizing, and Altair has his.
AN: It came to me while I was laying around with Todd, honestly. This idea of having their own way to tell each other that they're sorry, or that they regret something. You could say it spawned from a vague In-Character interaction. I hope you like it, baby.
Chapter One: Surprises Let Me Know He Cares
Everything with him has to be a fight. He always, always feels
Shaun x Desmond: The Warmth of Your Body Shaun sighs as he looks in on Desmond on his way to his own room. It’s the fourth night in a row the other man’s forgotten to close the window in his room before falling asleep.Shaun x Desmond: The Warmth of Your Body by ~MidnightMinx90
It’s halfway through November and the nights are growing ever colder and there’s a bite to them now. The air is getting fresher and sharper, bringing the promise of snow with it.
If Desmond continues to do this, he’ll soon catch a cold and Shaun just knows he’ll be downright miserable if he does. So if Shaun can’t make Desmond close it, he’ll just have to find another solution.
So he closes the window and drags Desmond’s covers up so he won’t be as cold. And, okay, maybe his right hand lingers a bit on his shoulder, but he tells himself that it’s just to check the other man’s temperature, just so he knows if he needs to buy another blanket.
Desmond makes a contended sound, and Shaun quickly pulls his hand away,
ShaunxDesmond: To Build a HomeThey’ve won.ShaunxDesmond: To Build a Home by ~MidnightMinx90
Juno didn’t get her will, and neither did Minerva.
Their relief coats them like armour, makes them feel invincible even though they’re exhausted and can’t quite bring themselves to believe it’s finally over and that they’re still somehow alive.
Outside of the cave they sink down on the ground, shaking. They fall asleep like that, and when the morning comes and Rebecca and William find Shaun and Desmond curled up together on the cold grass, they both smile and decides they won’t mention anything to them. They’re both too relieved to be alive to care and honestly it’s been a long time coming, especially as Rebecca sees it.
About a week later they’re finally almost back to sleeping normally again, even Desmond, who’s been bothered with vicious nightmares. He’s woken each night, screaming or crying, sometimes both and sometimes several times each night. Even so, he’
Don't Forget My NameDespite there being the absence of a knife, the historian felt as a Templar had plunged a blade beyond his frail mortal flesh. Desmond's recent smiles were not the smiles Shaun saw in Italia; they were fragile, bittersweet, filled with emotion that infused the historian's soul with tears.Don't Forget My Name by *Luna-Bell07
*Desmond/Shaun with mentions of Ezio/Leonardo and Connor/George Washington. Set during Assassin's Creed III. Shaun worries about Desmond, who's increasingly distant.*
Shaun couldn't escape the sadness swelling inside of him, whenever he opened his eyes.
A force threatened to tear him in half whenever sunshine split into every sky but his. There were no visible differences between day and night, but once Shaun's recovery period of four hours expired, he knew he was one step closer to the edge of the universe.
The finish line was a blurred line between salvation and death, but Shaun could still taste the grit of devastating victory. Even at three in the
Lovers Meet in Journey's End Chapter 7 The mess hall was always busy, but never overly loud. Most Assassins ate their food or silence, the novices spending their free time reviewing the material that their masters had assigned. At the tables at the head of the room sat some of the masters chatting about various things, but other sat among the pupils answering their question when they had them.Lovers Meet in Journey's End Chapter 7 by ~KavlaFett
In the back most corner of the room sat a large pile of books, multiple cups of tea and a laptop with a distinct red haired man asleep on the keyboard. He’d come in early before his meeting with Simon, Marcus and Jon after a rather restless night. Claire had not shown while Shaun had been waiting or during breakfast.
She did, however, show up while Shaun was still asleep. She looked visually better than she had been and had even dressed herself in her robes. In her arms she carried a stack of books that rivaled Shaun, placing those down on a table in the opposite corner of the room; she removed a travel mug,
AC: ToB: Building Glass Houses 1/13Title: Building Glass HousesAC: ToB: Building Glass Houses 1/13 by ~Darling-Daisy
Fandom: Assassin's Creed
Setting: AU; Assassin's Creed III, New York
Pairing: Implied William Johnson/Thomas Hickey, Haytham Kenway/Ziio, Haytham Kenway/Charles Lee, Connor Kenway/Thomas Hickey
Rating: M to encompass all chapters
Word Count: 277
Type of Work: Chapter Story, Reflective, William Johnson-Centric
Warnings: AU – Canon Divergence, Slash, Acrostic Inspired, Drunken Antics, Alcohol Abuse, William Johnson POV
Disclaimer: I do not own anything except I made the acrostic. 8D
Summary: William Johnson can tell that Thomas is getting attached to Connor; he also knows what happens when Thomas Hickey gets attached to anything. An acrostic attempts to help him through his hard time.
AN: So, when I made the story Praise Be (I haven't posted it yet), I knew I wanted to focus on Thomas Hickey. However, I realized later I wanted one about William, and his way
Ass-Creed: PhotocopierHumming gently, Desmond turned the handle to the photocopier room.Ass-Creed: Photocopier by ~Bloodbabe2003
It was locked shut.
Groaning to himself, Desmond fell against the door. "Oh jeez." He'd been sent to photocopy some files for Altair. They were supposedly urgent.
Scowling to himself, Desmond looked down at the papers he held, frowning at the panting breaths that were coming from behind the door. "Ezio, get your pants on! I need to make photocopies!" He called out, tilting his head back.
"I hate to point out the obvious, but my pants are most definetely on, Desmond." Ezio raised an eyebrow. "What's going on?"
"Someone's having sex in the copier room and it isn't you?" Desmond stared at him. Ezio blinked, and stood next to Desmond, pressing his ear to the door.
"I can't tell who it is." He frowned, and stood back. "Guess we wait till they're finished..."
Desmond laughed, and crossed his arms. "Well, this is a little wierd. If Shaun and I aren't in there, and you and Leonardo aren't in there, who the hell is in there?" He
AC Fanfic: IWfYLS Part 3The days didn't stop passing even faster than usual. Nights working on things for teachers that didn't even liked me fuelled by Monster Energy Drink and leftovers from the dinner and afternoons spend watching Adventure Time.AC Fanfic: IWfYLS Part 3 by ~RoseofVictory
Adventure Time is by far my favourite show. It might seem childish, but the lessons that the episodes have, especially later episodes, are useful to everyone. I love all the darkness hidden in those rainbow coloured backgrounds.
I'm an artist after all; I like to analyze these things.
I still talked to Altair, but now a bit more than usual. Eventually we reached the point where we would spend the class breaks talking to each other talking about things other than school and classes. We were getting to know each other, slowly but surely.
Altair, even though he looked cold and arrogant and sometimes acted like that, was a very calm and sweet person, though in his own way. He didn't talk to many people being reserved (not shy, reserved, it's not the same thing), yet I
IKEA The morning of the 2nd of July brought with it a promise of a clear sky and warm weather.IKEA by ~MidnightMinx90
Shaun and Desmond got out of bed and put on some clothes that wouldn’t make them too hot during the day, before going downstairs to have a light breakfast, seeing as they didn’t have much food due to the lack of a refrigerator.
Just the prospect of going through all of IKEA after the stuff they needed made the meagre breakfast and lack of coffee didn’t bode well for the outcome of the day.
They had ordered a dishwasher, stove and refrigerator, but it wouldn’t arrive until the next day, which was why they were going to IKEA today. The counters, cabinets and sink had already been fitted, just as the bathrooms had been furnished with plumbing and cabinets.
Today, they were going to buy everything else, from furniture to candles.
It took them about an hour to arrive at IKEA in Cardiff, which was the closest one, and even though they were there just as the s
When First I Met You When they saw each other for the first time, it was a late summer night. The day had been unnaturally humid, and the big city had made it much worse. Shaun was back in New York for two weeks to catch up with some friends from his time in college. They had moved there because they’d been offered some jobs after having studied a semester at one of the schools.When First I Met You by ~MidnightMinx90
Shaun had gone off to Italy for a semester, finding that history much more interesting.
Even though that wasn’t his first time in America, he’d never managed to understand why people found the country so appealing. The laws were ridiculous, the people and their view on war and religion and anyone not straight and white and rich even more so.
He loves history, which is why he ended up as a history professor. Shaun loves learning and teaching about the change, which is basically what history is to him. History is about change, about how interesting it is, and how dull it becomes when it stays dormant. I
Job Offer and House Hunting - Chapter 1 A phonecall woke Shaun from his dream about meeting Desmond for the first time. In a haze he reached for his phone, moving Desmond’s arm away from his stomach in the process.Job Offer and House Hunting - Chapter 1 by ~MidnightMinx90
“Shaun here,” he sat up in bed, suddenly alert. “Really? Yes, sir, I can be there on Monday. Ten thirty, at the University? I’ll make the arrangements now. Thank you, sir. I’ll see you then.”
“’s that?” Desmond asked drowsily as Shaun got out of bed.
“It was from Swansea University, they want me to come in for an interview on Monday. Two of the professors will leave the university at the end of the school year and they’re looking for new teachers. They didn’t tell me which posts, but there have been some rumours going since last summer, just before I left for New York and met you, actually.” All this Shaun said while he got dressed.
“I’m going to make arrangements for an overnight stay, so
Job Offer and House Hunting - Chapter 2 Shaun is surprisingly calm during the interview, even though he had problems falling asleep the night before.Job Offer and House Hunting - Chapter 2 by ~MidnightMinx90
He answers every question truthfully and the school board seems pleased.
After the interview he’s guided around the campus and meets some of the people he’ll be working with if he gets the job. Shaun even gets to have lunch with them and gets to know a bit from several employees about what it’s like to work there and what it’s like to have students from abroad.
Even though Shaun tries not to, he starts to envision himself working there, sometimes going to the pub after work, the one he’d been to the night before with Desmond.
And that’s another thing he tries not to think about – how Desmond revealed that Bad Weather was his, and that he sold it for Shaun’s sake, so they could afford the penthouse after all.
Shaun’s always been self sufficient, making his own money, not wanting to rely on others, so he does
EzioxLeonardo 'HEART/LET LOVE IN' Chapter 1It was a warm, sunny Roma afternoon - well, rather on the hot side actually - but the sun beating down upon the crowded streets below was made mercifully bearable by an occasional cool breeze swept in from the sea.EzioxLeonardo 'HEART/LET LOVE IN' Chapter 1 by ~eriberri
Leonardo da Vinci walked those streets on that very afternoon, red beret in one hand and fanning himself as he went. Perhaps it was folly for a man of such fair complexion to be outside at a time such as this; but these moments of freedom were rare in his current situation and heatwave or not, the heavy heart he’d carried for the past few weeks was feeling somewhat lighter by even this simple act.
Of course, that wasn't to say that Leonardo's surroundings were precisely the most ideal for his creative mind; the current state of suppression under the Borgia had long taken its' toll on the populace and was known to Leonardo even in his highly closeted state. These people of Roma were truly a dismal lot; and with no work, no hope to be had, it was little wonder.
Valiance And Love Fragment 1 Valiance And Love Fragment 1Valiance And Love Fragment 1 by ~Masterhenry
He couldn't believe his eyes. She was in the most extravagant burgundy dress he's ever seen. She was a goddess on Earth, practically Aphrodite. His eyes were wide open, giving the most ridiculous expression a man can give, his desire for her grew more and more as he gazed at her. She gave him a confused look,"Um Il Lupo? Is something wrong? Is there something wrong with my dress?" Il Lupo shook his head to regain his conscious. "No, there's nothing wrong. Shall we go?" He said while holding his arm out to escort her.
As the couple were walking, she noticed how nice Il Lupo was dressed. He looked dashing in his outfit. But he was wearing a new cloak, one that was crimson, it was matching with her dress. Surely people won't mistake them as married but... she was happy that they looked alike. With his hood down, his hair was neatly combed and a cleanly shaven face. How could a man be so savage like in his work but so charming around a woman? It was a thought t
Valiance and Love finaleValiance and Love finaleValiance and Love finale by ~Masterhenry
"Selfish little bastard!" "Why couldn't you be like your cousin? Charming and obedient." "I loved you Il Lupo, but I don't know if I can stay with you." "She was a liar!" "Sorry Il Lupo, I didn't want this to happen." "Any last words... Templar?"
Il Lupo quickly woke up in a shock.He gasped for air, after taking a few breaths he saw that he was in a cell. It was a dim cell, it was an individual cell and very damp on the floor. He saw the still had only pants on but his boots were missing. He sat down and looked at his ankles and his wrists, they were shackled by chains. His body shivered from the cold air, he rubbed himself to hopefully stay warm but it was still freezing. All he could see was bars at the end of the cell with a small flame on a torch.
After several hours, water was slowly dripping onto his head, it was his only source of water at the moment. He opened his mouth for water, as it dropped onto his tongue it tasted bitter but refreshing. H
Valiance and Love part 5Valiance and Love part 5Valiance and Love part 5 by ~Masterhenry
It was very warm in Alhambra. Birds were chirping, sun was shining and the people were happily prospering. Il Lupo had beads of sweat dripping from his face when he exited from his caravan. He noticed that Malfatto was no where to be seen, he promised that he would check with Il Lupo when they arrived. However, he just remembered that he had to deliver the letter to the Dama Rossa from Cesare's request.
He began walking through the gates and seeing the fountains while being escorted to her quarters by a servant. There were many people, heralds, and politicians discussing matters. He noticed that many woman with fans were staring at him and whispering. They softly waved at him and in response he waved nervously. Fiora would have his head if he took a woman to a bed or shared a kiss. He promised, crossed his heart.
After several moments, he arrived at the Dama Rossa's door. He opened quietly and saw her staring out of her personal balcony. He cleared his throat l
DamascusRafiq and Altair"Come on out," the man called with a hint of a smile on his lips, "I swear I won't laugh" his friend grumbled moodily from the bathroom.DamascusRafiq and Altair by ~CravatsandPsychos
"No. I'm not doing this," his tone was firm, as if he would not be moved to any other decision.
"Altair," the man whined, "you swore to me you would do this" there was a moment of silence.
"You get me drunk on purpose, Labib, just so that I will agree to foolish things like this" Labib tried to convey innocence through the door.
"What? Me? I would never," but he couldn't help himself; he laughed. "Alright, so maybe I do manipulate you a little, but when have I ever done something truly cruel?" the sound of Altair growling could be heard and he almost shuddered at the thick feeling of hostility floating from the bathroom in waves.
"This. This is cruel; what you're making me do right now," his friend almost pouted, but refrained; men were not supposed to pout. He leaned against the firmly shut and locked door with a sigh, waving his hand about as he loo
AC2-- Awkward RewardsThe day had started out simple enough. Federico Auditore had challenged Vieri di Pazzi to a race. It happened every so often; usually it was Ezio that challenged him, not his older brother, but a race was a race, and Vieri was determined not to lose to someone like him.AC2-- Awkward Rewards by ~KaruLeonnese
The race had one condition. The loser had to do anything the winner wished of him. Vieri was happy with the terms, thinking of all the embarrassing things he could get Federico to do when he lost. The oldest Auditore was known for his lazy nature, if would be an easy win. He didn't even lend any thought of what could happen to him if Federico should somehow win.
This was exactly why he found himself hidden away in the stable, cursing every Auditore that had ever walked the planet. Federico was having a ball, draped over the stable's railing, listening to the other go on.
"How could you have beaten me? I haven't even seen you out one day this month running!" the shorter man hissed, huddled up against the wall.
"I don't n
ACII - ShaunDesmondLucyRebeccaAssassinationACII - ShaunDesmondLucyRebecca by ~DeeNuke
The needle pierced the material, the long white thread following along keeping in place another piece of material. And then again the fingers pushed the pointy edge inside the textile, sowing it together with another cloth. He looked up quickly, his teeth biting his lower lip, his eyes staring back at the door as he stopped for a few seconds and listened and then quickly went back to sowing the fabric together. His tongue slipped out, brushing against his upper lip, as his lids narrowed behind the frames of his glasses, which were quickly pushed up his nose.
He stopped again as he heard noises outside the room, but quickly went back to his work. He exhaled pleased as he realized his work was done, and putting the needle away he took up the hoodie of his comrade and looked at it for a few seconds, spreading the shoulders of the apparel, the white color of the exterior, mixing with the interior's red. The man closed the zipper as he turned around again staring at the door,
Ezio versus the MercenariesEzio versus the MercenariesEzio versus the Mercenaries by =ShadowHachia
Well you're the real tough cookie with the long history
Of breaking little hearts, like the one in me
That's O.K., lets see how you do it
Put up your dukes, lets get down to it!
The sky was clear and the streets were muggy and crowded, like usual. Children chased one another. Shouting at one another or screaming in excitement. Guards walked around with menacing glares and swords. A few had masks on their faces, marking them as high ranking soldiers. A few guards were on the roofs as well. They walked around, bored out of their minds, and completely oblivious as to the pair of men running behind them.
“That was easy!” A man laughed.
“You’re such a child sometimes, Yusuf.” Another sighed.
“Come on, Gil!” Yusuf joked.
The pair jumped over to another roof and stopped. Yusuf’s friend was about to make a retort when another man approached them.
“What are you two doing today?” A man said his Italian
Old Whispers Ch2"Invitation to Dance- It's a Dance. And sometimes they turn the lights off in this ballroom. But we'll dance anyway, you and I. Even in the Dark. Especially in the Dark. May I have the pleasure?" Stephen KingOld Whispers Ch2 by ~General-Aerlinniel
Her cheeks flushed red as she sat up on her bed. Her temperature had dropped slightly, but that didn't mean that her fever was receding. Her brown locks covered her dark eyes as she looked with a sad expression outside the window, with evident longing to be outside despite the fact that it was raining heavily and that she was sick.
"But why can't I go outside Des?" She asked me with a moan.
"You're sick Lily, and dad said that until you were healthy again you shouldn't leave the bed" I explained as calmly as I could. I was bored. It had been raining almost non-stop since we had arrived here almost tw
Old Whispers - Prologue"What is a ghost? A terrible event, condemned to repeat itself again and again; an instant of pain perhaps, something dead that seems at times alive again, a feeling, suspended in time, like a blurry photograph, like an insect trapped in amber. A ghost that is what I am." The Devil's Backbone (2001)Old Whispers - Prologue by ~General-Aerlinniel
Darkness enveloped the whole room, amplifying its already eerie atmosphere and making the small and picturesque statues seem like demons from the very pits of Tartarus. Faint crimson moonlight shone through the scarlet windows, filling the room with cruel symbolism. Mystery. Power. Elegance. Evil. Death. These all hovered with expectance around the room. I could feel death gripping my very soul, along with the fear that had accompanied me ever since I had first set foot in this house. Fear of the house. Fear of what would inevitably happen. Fear of the blood and evil that infested this accursed place. Fear of what could have been and would never be. Fear of deat
Connor's Creed Part 1 I catch sight of her at Myriam's wedding while I'm walking her down the aisle. It's all I can do to keep my feet moving.Connor's Creed Part 1 by ~Phsbarbie
"Myriam," I whisper to her as we walk.
"What is it Connor?" she responds out the side of her mouth.
"Who's that woman in the back? The one in the blue dress?"
"Connor, it's my wedding. I'm not looking at anyone but Norris."
"Right, sorry," I say, escorting her the rest of the way and handing her off to Norris. I take my seat and exert all my will in an attempt to remain facing forward. When the wedding is over and everyone is filing out of the chapel she's suddenly gone. I actually panic for a moment before remembering I'm an assassin, I can find anyone I'd like. What's wrong with me? I've never had much interest in the opposite sex before, I've always thought of them as more of a distraction. Perhaps it's different now that the war is over, my people have moved on, and my biggest resp
Connor's Creed Part 2 I try to keep myself busy all morning since I don't think you're supposed to call on a woman as the sun rises. But then again, I have no idea. I can assassinate a Templar from 100 feet with a dart, escaping before anyone's the wiser, but I don't know how to court a woman. If I still lived among the Mohawk I would ask my mother to speak to her mother on my behalf. Of course, my mother's dead and her's isn't in the vicinity, so those customs still wouldn't help me. Is this so hard for everyone? I suppose I did help Norris court Myriam, but theirs was a rather nontraditional courtship.Connor's Creed Part 2 by ~Phsbarbie
Flowers! Prudence said to bring flowers. Perhaps Mahayla will appreciate them more than Myriam did. And if she doesn't? I run my hands through my hair, feeling the soft stubble where it's started to grow back in. And if she doesn't... then I'm sure to discover enough about her today to do better the next time. And if that doesn't work either I can always spy on her. It
The Journal of a Fallen Leader. 01Genre: Hurt/Comfort/FriendshipThe Journal of a Fallen Leader. 01 by ~redstrikerborg
The Journal of a Fallen Leader - Chapter 01- Before The Creed
(Starring Achilles Davenport)
Many have wished to know of my past but it’s always been something I wish to forget. No doubt many have guessed it and was often a subject I avoided. Slavery continues to this day and I fear will never be eradicated.
Most of my culture has been brainwashed into thinking it’s normal or believe it’s better to work for a master because they provide you with food and shelter. Unknowing to them, the food is little and the shelter is crowed. Unfortunately, most simply don’t know any better. Most of us, myself included where brought up believing just that and were told there was nothing better out there for us and in most cases, it was true.
You see, slavery is a common work ethic for those with dark skin in the Great Exchange. People are bought and sold like property and force to work against their will, whither it was to pay back some debt or sim
To the Captain“How long has it been? A year? Two?” Cosette Delacroix sighed and bowed her head, resting her chin on her knees as she felt the other take a seat on the dock beside her. “Let me guess. You’ve been adventuring down south a ways, maybe in Honduras or Brazil, judging by the smell of loam and rain on your clothing and the fresh cargo I can see the men offloading from the ship.”To the Captain by *ElvenWhiteMage
A chuckle, but no other reply.
“Fine, if I have to play your game, I suppose I will.” Cosette closed her eyes, shutting out the glare of the setting sun reflecting off the bay. “The men are offloading logwood and a small supply of mahogany. Both are exports of Honduras. You’ve fresh mud on your boots. The scent of it, the reddish tint to the clay, the sand stuck to the outer layer of it, and the general lack of fresh dampness tell me that you’ve been traipsing around the Manor. Probably not more than half an hour ago, since the mud itself is still slightly
Sum of Memories: Chapter 10.Sum of Memories: Chapter 10. by *ElvenWhiteMage
Chapter 10: Recollections.
“What is a man but the sum of his memories?
August 6, 1715.
“C’è afa.” Rhian Yates sighed as her brother, Cadell Yates, came to lean against the gunwale to her right. “Non mi piace.”
Cadell chuckled. Rhian did not know if he was amused by her statement or her low, gravelly “boy” voice. It took him a moment to reply; Rhian could see him making the mental switch from English to Italian.
“Non è malo, sì?” he countered. “C’è il sole, non fa più caldo, e non piove.”
Rhian shifted restlessly, glancing around at her unofficial watcher. Gregson, though his leg had been removed four days previous, was sitting on the deck, a loaded pistol across his lap, still-sharp eyes fixed upon the Yates siblings where they stood at the gunwale. Sighing, she turned her gaze back out to the ro
Sum of Memories: Chapter 9.Sum of Memories: Chapter 9. by *ElvenWhiteMage
Chapter 9: Memories.
“I’m losing it. I think I’m really starting to lose it.”
July 30, 1715.
Fog. Fog, fog, foggity-fog. Fog, rolling and pitching, and heat, burning, and burning and burning. He was burning. From time to time, he thought he saw people he knew. His strong mother, one of the stubborn Cymry through and through, worn and tired after raising him and his three older sisters and his older two brothers and watching her other three babies die, but still ready with a smile at every turn. His solemn English father, a drunkard by evening who was always heavy-handed in every aspect of his life, willing to hit those who annoyed him, but a hard worker nonetheless who did his best to keep his large family from starving. He had died on his son’s seventeenth birthday, as he recalled. The first girl he had ever kissed, dark hair curling through his fingers and dark eyes twinkling. His beautiful, b
Sum of Memories: Chapter 8.Sum of Memories: Chapter 8. by *ElvenWhiteMage
Chapter 8: Traitors.
"You should've learned, by now, not to fuck with me."
July 2, 1715.
As Rhian Yates was escorted across the gap between the Jackdaw and the H.M.S. Sophie alongside Estevan and the rest of the Spaniards, she kept her features carefully neutral. She refused to feel regret for what she had done, which was exactly what she had needed to do to survive. Beside her, Estevan and Juan laughed and joked about how Edward had collapsed in front of the entire crew and the boarding party. Rhian added her input when necessary. However, her overall mood was solemn, if not positively sour. If nothing else, she was more than unhappy to be back on a naval vessel.
She was in extreme danger.
If any of the crew decided to look too closely at her, they would likely recognize her for a woman. While she knew naval crews to be more disciplined than pirate crews, she had no doubts that at least one man would decide to risk
Sum of Memories: Chapter 7.Sum of Memories: Chapter 7. by *ElvenWhiteMage
Chapter 7: Attack.
"What the cach just happened?!"
July 2, 1715.
It had been a full hour since Edward had walked out on Connor and Drystan in his cabin. The entire time, he had been up in the crow's nest, watching the inexorable approach of their soon-to-be adversaries (revealed to be a small fleet of British warships), and trying to ignore the pangs of hurt that struck every time he thought about Connor and his eagerness to leave. Even if the other man had not meant to hurt Edward, it still stung more than he had thought it would. Though they had only known each other a grand total of 20 days, Connor had quickly become one of Edward's few friends. If the other Assassin had not been so dead-set on leaving, Edward would have even dared to call Connor a true friend, a best friend...
But he knew that it would all end. Someday soon, Connor would use that Dagger-thing to go back to his own time, and Edward would never
Target of His Heart (Assassin's Creed) [Chapter I]Target of His Heart (Assassin's Creed) [Chapter I] by *VisionaryDame
May 5, 1191
The crowded streets of Jerusalem were fairly routine and normal today, with the usual days activities going as planned as it had done in the days prior. Citizens of the city had awoken from their good nights rest - that was only if they were not busy spending time with whores and drinking till the early hours of the morning - and wandered the streets in a seemingly aimless manner, performing their own duties for the day. Merchants, while their exotic and foreign items displayed for all to see, called out to those passing by their small shops, presenting their items in which they were planning to sell and make money off of; some were there listening to what they were offering as they stood around the shops while others simply walked by without a second glance. Jar carriers and delivery men casually wandered hither and yon, their destinations unknown to many if not all.
The local guards on patrol for the day were on their normal morning duties as well, keeping the p
I Should Have Stayed In Bed Ch19Chapter 19: To Repair a Broken Blade, part 2I Should Have Stayed In Bed Ch19 by *LittleBlackDragon
Leonardo was able to decipher the page given to him by Ezio, and with it, was able to reconstruct the unusual weapon also in the Auditore’s possession. Though Ezio had fallen asleep during the inventor’s work, Seona had stayed attentive. She very much enjoyed conversing with Leonardo and the two felt a kinship, both having a scientific awareness not shared by many during the time and place. But, the visit was not meant to be a pleasant one, there was a reason that Seona accompanied Ezio, and the weapon Ezio wanted repaired was to be used to take a life. One, she had to grimly, still somewhat regretfully remind herself, that will be lost so others might live.
The inventor held the finished weapon in his hands, looking it over carefully one last time to make sure it was in proper order.
“It is ready,” Leonardo stated confidently, feeling rather excited at his completed work.
Ezio was still gently sleeping i
It Just Had to Be Pirates Ch1AvatarofBahamut(LittleBlackDragon)- the Author of I Should Have Stayed In Bed PresentsIt Just Had to Be Pirates Ch1 by *LittleBlackDragon
It Just Had to Be Pirates
An Assassin’s Creed 4: Black Flag Fanfiction
The following fanfiction is rated T for ages 13+, however this is likely to change depending upon the author’s discretion. This story mostly has earned its rating for violence and implied and/or mild adult themes.
Chapter 1: A Stray Dog Leads One Astray
It was a chilly night in February. Snow was still thick on the ground, and even this late it seemed as though more might be coming. Soft grey clouds blanketed the sky, and small flakes of white drifted down from above. A nearby street lamp flickered, with a young woman sitting under the bench beneath it. She shivered, watching the road outside a small, shoddy apartment building.
As the snow settled on her dusty mauve coat, she brushed her arms lightly to make the snow melt and to prevent herself from becoming cold. She looked at her watch, tapping her finger on
Edward's Speech: AU Assassin's Creed Black Flag 1***Anyone who has not played through Sequence 5, memory 3, will be exposed to minor spoilers***Edward's Speech: AU Assassin's Creed Black Flag 1 by ~Phsbarbie
"What are you playing with, Kenway?" says Mary, causing me to look up. I'm sitting around the bonfire at Pirate's Cove, toying with a trinket. Mary's back in her James Kidd disguise, but now that I know her secret I can't help but let my eyes trace the curves she's trying to hide. I'd like to say she's failing, but she's spent years wearing it and those curves are barely visible. Damn it. She takes a seat next to me at the now deserted fire. I wonder how long I've been here, staring into nothing. I toss her the locket I've been playing with. She catches and opens it, looking at the picture of me inside.
"It belonged to my wife," I say. She clears her throat.
"Aye, I recall you saying you had one."
"Then you'll also be remembering I told you she left me long ago."
"I seem to recall that as well," she says, handing back the
Kidd's Terms: AU Assassin's Creed Black Flag 2 "Oh Lord!" I say, rolling away from Mary. "If that's what I get for a heart felt speech I think I'm going to have to start composing sonnets." Mary gives a breathless laugh.Kidd's Terms: AU Assassin's Creed Black Flag 2 by ~Phsbarbie
"You start writing sonnets and I'll need a more active imagination."
"So, tell me Kidd," I say, slowing regaining my wits, "have you a ship to captain at the moment?"
"Not at the moment, no. Though I am due to meet Anne Bonny and Calico Jack. Jack's got a new ship, the Revenge, that I'm eager to put through her paces."
"Calico Jack?" I say, sitting up and giving her an incredulous look. "The same Calico Jack Rackham that stole my ship and left me marooned with Vane?"
"Come now, Edward, he didn't kill you. That's as good as knowing you'd be fine," she responds.
"I still don't trust him," I say.
"Of course you don't. He marooned you," she says with a husky laugh. I look out the window at the sun coming
Ade's Offer: AU Assassin's Creed Black Flag 3 "You can't leave me Mary," I say, unpacking the few belongings from her bag. "It's only been two months, you promised me three." She makes a noise of frustration.Ade's Offer: AU Assassin's Creed Black Flag 3 by ~Phsbarbie
"For the last time Kenway, I am not leaving you! One of my targets has surfaced and I need to take him out before he goes to ground. Quit being a baby. I'll only be gone a week, and Adewale has volunteered to fill my place until I get back."
"Tell Ade not to bother," I sulk. "We'll spend the week in Kingston. Perhaps visit some of the new whorehouses." I'm poking her for a reaction. I'm hoping maybe she'll fly into a rage, or perhaps beg me not to. Or, even better, decide not to go after all. I get none of these.
"You can do as you like, Edward," she says, rolling her words together in a way that is uniquely Mary, "but if you spend the week trolling for whores the only person you'll get back on this ship is James Kidd. Mary Read will stay ashore." Leave it to Mary
Kiddway's Game: AU Assassin's Creed Black Flag 4 "Ah, Kenway, you really aren't any good at this, are you?" asks Mary, laughing at me from beside the haystack. I want to groan in frustration. It is impossible to sneak up on this woman! Instead, I hook her around the waist and pull her into the haystack with me, kissing her as soon as she lands beside me. Mary Read has become my obsession.Kiddway's Game: AU Assassin's Creed Black Flag 4 by ~Phsbarbie
"Of course I'm good at this," I say after releasing her lips. "I have been doing this for years, assassin training or no, and I've not been caught once."
"And yet I've managed to catch you every time. Why is that?" she asks, her eyes now sparkling with amusement.
"Two reasons," I say, pressing a kiss to her neck. "One, because you are better than they were."
"Flattery won't get you out of training, Kenway," she tells me, accompanied by a look that tells me I'm an idiot if I think otherwise.
"And two," I continue as if she hasn't spoken, "you'r
EzioXReader: Diamond in the Rough Part 1EzioXReader: Diamond in the Rough Part 1 by ~neo-chan7
“Get back here you little monello!!”
“Haha! Not a chance idiota!!”
The girl ran through the alleyways, trying to loose the two men that were on her tail. (y/n) had once again become bored and did something rather unusual to break her boredom. She had looked around the garbage and found some rotten tomatoes, then using her incredible climbing skills, scaled up a wall to the roof of a house. With the tomatoes, she waited for a vulnerable target, and when she found it, she hauled the tomatoes over and ledge and hit her mark. After that, she got what she wanted: a fun game of chase, only problem is if she really did get caught, she’d probably suffer a bit of a beating. But so far, she’s never been caught by man or guard, she was just simply too swift.
Back to her situation, she turned sharply at a corner and climbed up a ladder to the safety of the roof tops. (y/n) snickered as she watched the men just pass on by, not even bothering to look up the ladder
I Should Have Stayed In Bed Ch2Chapter 2: And then there was Much AnxietyI Should Have Stayed In Bed Ch2 by *LittleBlackDragon
It seemed like days before sensation started pouring back into Seona's body. Her hands felt the touch of cool water. The sounds of waves came roaring into her ears. She slowly opened her eyes, a bright light searing into them like a laser. But then, things began to shift. It was if reality around her was beginning to settle in and take shape from a moment of instability.
Seona closed her eyes again, unable to deal with the light still streaming in. In a few short moments, she began to hear voices in a language that was familiar. However, she couldn't understand them. She felt the sudden brace of what felt like cold, hard rock beneath her. An array of aromas started filling her nostrils, almost overwhelming her.
She felt herself becoming oriented in space, realizing that she was now lying on her stomach. She rested for a moment or two, taking a moment to collect her thoughts. She wasn't falling now, and that was as good of a start a
I Should Have Stayed In Bed Ch1 AvatarofBahamut(LittleBlackDragon) PresentsI Should Have Stayed In Bed Ch1 by *LittleBlackDragon
I Should Have Stayed in Bed
An Assassin's Creed 2 Fanfiction
Chapter 1: And It Was All in Good Fun
What Halloween could mean to a person often depended on how old they were and what part of their life they were in. As a child, one enjoyed dressing up as a cool cartoon character or mythical figure and impressing your friends. The adults gave you candy, more than any other time of the year. It was pretty much a time to be silly and wild and it was all in good fun.
Halloween for a college student, however, was very different, at least at this university. Halloween was an excuse to throw wild parties, dress up in seductive costumes, and basically get yourself
Quest For The Piece Of Eden (Prose)1191 ADQuest For The Piece Of Eden (Prose) by ~AbdhitanMireen
The Holy Land is fraught with peril and conflict. King Richard's Crusader army crosses blades with Saladin's Saracen army at every bend, gaining little but costing the lives of many.
Beneath this bloody surface rages another conflict.
The Knights Templar, a supposed faction of the Crusader army led by the imposing Robert de Sable, believes they have found a way to end the war. It rests beneath Solomon's Templea Piece of Eden capable of mind control and illusionary deceit. The Templars are opposed only by the Assassins, a mysterious but deadly order whose victims are said to never know their presence until they feel the sting of the silent blade.
Robert's men were intercepted by three Assassins underneath Solomon's Temple in Jerusalem. It seemed these stealth killers were intent on preventing forced peace at all costs. One was allowed to flee back to his Master, tail between his white-robed legs. Another was killed in the onslaught that followed. The third proved the wo
The Writing ProcessWhat is the Writing Process?The Writing Process by ~LaMonaca
Many of us learned that the writing process is made up of five parts: Pre-writing, Writing, Revision, Editing, and Publishing. Indeed, this process has been so ingrained, and the vocabulary and terms have become such a part of our education, that some students (and adults) feel as if writing is a formulaic, rigid thingnot unlike learning mathematicsthat they simply never excelled in. Fortunately, this simply isn't true. While the five basic steps of the writing process are effective, they can only be effective if the people using the process understand the purpose of each step.
Experience has shown that many students do not know the purpose of drafting beyond a certain, vague understanding that you're supposed to "correct" or "fix" something for each new draft. Its unfortunate, but its also been shown that students who are forced to Pre-Write in certain ways, even when they have been
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