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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
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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
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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
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
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Ezio Auditore da Firenze x Reader ~ Cold"Mio dio, (y/n) !" Maria exclaims.Ezio Auditore da Firenze x Reader ~ Cold by Shyerue
You coughed the whole day you were cleaning the Villa in Monteriggioni.
Somehow you caught a cold in the middle of summer, in Italy.
Fate seems to love you.
"Everything's fine.." You rasp.
Maria takes the broom out of your hand and leads you to sit on the bench in front of the door.
She places her cold hand against your forehead. Cold compared to your burning skin.
"(y/n)...You are burning up. I guess you caught my cold."
As a maid, you are supposed to look after her, even if it means to get sick yourself.
"I said I'm-" Heavy coughing cuts you off. "..fine..." You grumble. "I can't lose my job because of a mere cold. It'll fade." You promise Maria and grab the broom again, stomping to the front gate.
Almost crushing into him, you are startled by the sudden sight of Ezio, Maria's son.
Don't get me wrong, he is hot piece of cake and everyone knows it, but it is bad manners for a maid to gawk.
And he is out of your league anyways. He could have any woman
Ezio Auditore da Firenze x Reader ~ ShyEzio Auditore da Firenze x Reader ~ Shy by Shyerue
"No, Claudia !" You whisper.
The two of you are sitting in the office, Claudia scribbling down something in the book.
"Why not ?" She asks.
Since the Auditore's have arrived in Monteriggioni, Mario wanted you to stay with Claudia and Maria while Ezio was gone.
But when he was in town....
You fell for the assassino, but you don't bother to tell him. The fear of rejection always present.
"You know why, Claudia."
"Maybe he likes you and he's too shy to tell you."
"We are talking about your brother here. This man isn't shy. He could have any woman he wants. Why would he be shy ?" You ask, doubting her argument.
"Because you're special to him."
You snort "Sicuro.."
"(y/n) ?!" You hear Mario call. Since your parents kicked you out, Mario took you in. You can stay at the villa if you do little tasks like delivering a letter or something like that.
"Sto arrivando !" You call back and nod Claudia goodbye.
"What is it, Mario ?" You ask, arriving in his bureau.
"I need you to get this t
Meaning in life Altair x reader Chapter 5Meaning in life Altair x reader Chapter 5 by kagomeandsesshomaru9
‘It… It feels so warm. What am I doing here? Why is it so dark? …. What was I doing?” A flash of the artifact raced through your head. Your eyes widen and you sit up.
“The Artifact!” You were huffing and puffing; looking around you see that you are in a abandoned building. The walls were cracked and let it small rays of light. “Where… where am I?”
The sound of a door opening could be heard. Quickly you scanned the room and hid behind some crates.
“[Y/n]?” Your eyes widen, and peak out from behind the crates.
“E-Emily?” Emily turned around to and gave her a closed eyed smile.
“Hey. How are you feeling?” Instead of answering her you bolt up from your hiding spot and wrapped your arms around Emily, causing her to drop the things she was holding in her arms.
“Thank god you’re okay.” Emily gently patted her back before she pulled away.
“Here eat this.” You take the apple f
Ashtar- The Assassin Chapter 3Ashtar- The Assassin Chapter 3 by Flammensturm2
A GESTURE SAYS MORE THAN A THOUSAND WORDS EVER COULD
Ashtar looked down. The clothes were a bit too big but she could deal with that. Altair rolled his eyes: “Do you know what a sword is?” Ashtar also rolled her eyes: “Yes and to answer your next question: I know how to use it.” “Very funny. Come, I'll show you Masyaf. Over there are the rooms for the novices.” In the inner court, they met two other assassins. One of them wore the same robes as her mentor and seemed to be in the same age. The other one glanced to Ashtar from under his hood. “Safety and peace. Who is that?” asked the first one, nodding to Ashtar. “My student, Ashtar. Ashtar, this is Malik and Kadar. Malik, we've gotta talk.” The older one, Malik stared at her: “A girl? Altaïr, are you completely insane?” “Kadar, Ashtar, you wait here. We have to talk, Malik!” Altaïr repeated more energetic.
48 HoursDesmond Miles x Reader48 Hours by ArvaleeKnight
You hadn’t spoken with Desmond in over forty-eight hours. It felt like longer, days or weeks, and despite your protests it didn’t seem like anyone was going to change it. He had been strapped down in the Animus, reliving another memory that you didn’t care about. You didn’t care about the past. You cared about that moment, the long and stressful moment that seemed to stretch itself thinner and thinner.
Desmond’s body began reacting to reality, small little impulses in his brain triggered his fingers to flinch. His brows dove downwards and his eyes clenched until he finally opened them, glancing languidly about. His attention settled on you, lips twitching into a smirk.
Rebecca ran her fingers over a few keys in quick easy strokes. “All done for the day.” She stood up and tossed you a sly glance before sneaking off down the hall. She had put up with your constant berating, your worried questions, and irritated sighs since
Assassin's Creed: Reunion Of Friends Part 1(So I just got one beating AC Syndicate and it was pretty damn well done. So this is after the ending of Syndicate and there are spoilers for those who have not seen nor played Syndicate. Hope you enjoy as I continue my OC's story. ^^ )Assassin's Creed: Reunion Of Friends Part 1 by KayleeRedfield
Shaun and Rebecca just returned back to the hideout with Galina after their battle and confrontation with Isabelle and her Templar agents. Shaun carried Rebecca in his arms as she held her bleeding wound, soon being placed onto the mattress on the floor. Galina lifted her shirt a bitt to examine the wound. "It's not too deep. Give me a set of small tweezers. I'll get it out."
She asked Shaun, who obliged. After he got back, she began her work on Rebecca. Shaun sighed sadly as he heard Rebecca groan and almost scream in pain as Galina started to pull the bullet out of her body. As this was going on, Bishop contacted Shaun and the others. "How is Rebecca doing?" She asked with concern laced in her voice. Shaun watched with a hurt&
AtlasDesmond Miles x Reader: One ShotAtlas by ArvaleeKnight
You'd just laid down for the night, your eyes still burning from the monitor screens. You'd been keeping track of Desmond's vitals, logging every scrap of information that you could. The Order had sent you to analyse the Animus' effect on the human body as well as any emotional trauma. The Bleeding Effect was only the tip of a very large iceberg and the Order was oh so incredibly interested about said iceberg.
Thus far, Desmond was reacting to the Animus just how you expected him to. It was a strenuous and stressful process, Ezio's life blurring into Desmond's, dreams blurring with reality. But you couldn't honestly say that Desmond was in any danger. You made sure to force him to take necessary breaks, to coax him into eating healthy and staying hydrated. It was to the point where Shaun would sarcastically gripe about you being the group's "mother hen".
It wasn't that you were trying to mother Desmond. You were just... worried. Really worried. There we
For You, I WillMdern!Arno Dorian x ReaderFor You, I Will by ArvaleeKnight
"Sushi?" Arno raised his brow and halted mid-step as you came upon the restaurant. He looked over at you, a bit weary at the idea. "Can't we just eat at that Chinese place like we usually do?"
It was a place you'd been to many times before but never quite with Arno. There were a lot of places you hadn't been with him yet and this one was on the list. It was a secret list of places you wanted to share with him but you knew if you told him he'd somewhat scoff at the idea.
"No. I want sushi and..." You rolled your eyes, grabbing and tugging at his wrist. You groaned when Arno didn't budge from his spot on the sidewalk. "Come on, please. You eat... snails. You can certainly try this." You were having sushi tonight, whether he came or not.
"I do not." Arno snorted, breathy at the suggestion. "Just because I'm French... And it's called escargot. And not everyone eats it."
You let go of his wrist regretfully, knowing you weren't strong enough to hau
PaintballModern Team x ReaderPaintball by ArvaleeKnight
It was the longest game of paintball you'd ever played and you weren't even sure if the others realized that it was still just a game. Of course they took it too seriously. You agreed to play paintball with a bunch of Assassins and Desmond, worst of all, relived the genetic memories of his highly trained ancestors.
Desmond was one of the quietest, sneaking around and climbing up on top of everything he saw. He would scale onto the highest thing, whether it was a wall or a tree, and he would crouch down until completely hidden. The moment someone passed by he’d tag them and slip out of sight.
Shaun was a strategist, using the course's set up to corral the others together until they were more focused on each other rather than Shaun. Then, when they forgot all about him, he'd circle around and tag them rather haughtily, boasting about his skills while he jetted off across the field into hiding.
Rebecca was the worst of them. She was a fierce com
Life Goes On- Chapter 11"Ah, so you're the one." said a voice when Connor entered the room.Life Goes On- Chapter 11 by Moonsp1r1t
At least two dozen faces turned towards him as he slid into the room. The man standing at the front of the room glowered at Connor, and, subconsciously, Connor shrank into himself.
"I will have you know, Mr. Kenway, that lateness will not be tolerated in this school, and especially in this classroom." the teacher, Mr. Lee, said, "You may stay ten minutes late into your lunch break after class today. Now, please take your seat in the back of the room next to Miss Grandpré."
Mr. Lee pointed to one of the only empty chairs in the room, which happened to be in between the only other two students of color in the class.
Gloomily, Connor slouched to the back of the room, ignoring the nearly silent giggles from the other students as he passed, and took his seat between the African American girl with long, black braids and the Arab boy with bright blue eyes.
Mr. Lee watched him until Connor sat down, at which point he open
Lykos entos - The wolf withinLykos entos - The wolf within by Flammensturm2
I took my headset off and rubbed my ears. I had worked for too long again. Not eaten for 13 hours, I had only drunken coffee. LOTS OF COFFEE! I needed to stay awake. My publisher wanted this project to be finished soon:
λύκος εντός (lýkos entós) - The wolf within
The precis was mysterious:
This book is about werewolves, a video-game that becomes reality; terror, fear and indescribable horror. If you feel a warm breath in your nape, then don't turn around, but run....
FOR YOUR LIFE
I looked at my watch. Really? 1 am? No wonder I was tired like walking through hell a dozen times. I put my headset back on. Just the last chapter. The werewolf comes for Kiana and Alistair. Yeah, the name... He was my favorite character from Dragon Age: Origins. And I had also a character named Ezio, like the guy from Assassin's Creed. I just had to involve them in my book. I'm loosing the track again.
All that because of a single nig
Lost in the past | Part 1PandaNotes: Desmond or Altair.....you can have them both lol. *Passes them across.*Lost in the past | Part 1 by Flammensturm2
Me: *Jumps around happily* Now you're mine! Oh no, did I really say that loud?
Altair: *Looks at you from under his hood.*
Desmond: *Smiles.* "Hi."
Me: Ohh ... hi Des!
Des: "So, you an assassin then?"
Altair: *Looks to you, interested for an answer.*
Me: Kinda, I guess!
Des: Why must I always talk, Altair, if you want to flirt with her!!!?
Altair: *Glares at Desmond.* "By the brotherhood you are an annoying brat Desmond." *Turns to you.* "Safety and peace."
Me: "Gasp, Altair talked to me!" *Giggles and hugs him* "Safety and peace, brother!!!!"
Altair: *Flinches at the hug, but then taps your back.* "So, you are a follower of the creed, this is good."
Des: *Rolls eyes at Altair.*
Me: "I can teach you how to swim!!"
Altair: *Looks surprised.* "I don't know...."
Des: "It would be a advantage, I bet all those Templars can swim."
Altair: *Sighs.* "True. Very well, if you wi
Ezio x reader: 'Ezio baby'Ezio x reader: 'Ezio baby'Ezio x reader: 'Ezio baby' by PandaNotes
You paced the room waiting for Ezio, he should be back soon. Even though you had only been in this strange time for a year, Ezio had become so close to you. It was the 24th of December, you really wanted your love back for Christmas, Mario assured you he would be, but you were not convinced. Feeling so glum you started to sing an good old Christmas song, well, with a touch of Ezio....
"Ezio baby, slip a sash under the tree for me!
I've been an awful good girl.
Ezio baby, so hurry through the window tonight.
Ezio baby, a pair of assassins robes too, light blue.
Well I'll wait up for you dear.
Ezio baby, so hurry though the window tonight, yeah.
Think of all the fun I've missed,
think of all the boys I haven't kissed.
Next year I could, be just a good,
if you check off my Christmas list.
Ezio baby, I want a sword, arrows and what not and really that's not alot.
I've been an angel all year.
Ezio baby, so hurry through the window tonight.
Ezio honey, there's one
EzioxReader ~Fourth wall? What Fourth Wall?~Lesson 2 ~Free run~EzioxReader ~Fourth wall? What Fourth Wall?~ by FictionalxReader
After the message faded away from the air you had to wait what seemed an eternity to you, it were at least 10 minutes that you spend running around chasing the twinkling lines in the air until being out of breath, you were waiting lying down in the floor when the familiar tremble came in.
-Finally! –You shouted, the room of the animus vanished and became the vivid landscape of the countryside, you were back, your mates already in formation waiting for you to join, Ezio was in there as well waiting for you to come along.
-I’m happy to see all the improvement you have made. –He looked at you specifically as his words escaped from his mouth, his lips curving into a gentle smile. –Now that you have mastered how to reach your target being unseen, you need to learn how to do it in movement. –His gentle expression faded as he turned to look the other novices, he was giving you a special treatment, an internal sc
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
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 LiraLindale
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 LiraLindale
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 (Kenway) x Reader ~ Stubborn 2Connor (Kenway) x Reader ~ Stubborn 2 by Shyerue
A week later, Connor's wound healed. According to him of course.
You would have chained him to the bed for at least two more weeks, but it seems his assassinations are more important to him than himself.
"Connor, no !"
"Please ?" You beg.
"No, means no, (y/n). Let me do my work. I'm not a child anymore !" He says, walking put of the manor, putting on his tricorn.
You had to admit that he looks cute and hot with this thing, and you also imagined yourself a few times stealing it from his head and wearing it, but that won't happen.
And it doesn't matter right now.
What matters is that stubborn assassin's health.
"Fine, we play with your rules..." You mutter as you quickly grab a few clothes and your coat. You strap your bag over your shoulders and jog towards the Aquila, but you are faster than Connor.
Positioning yourself in front of the ship, tapping your foot in irritation.
"Ey, lass ! What are y'doing here ?"
You turn around to face him, but the voice of C
Connor (Kenway) x Reader ~ StubbornConnor (Kenway) x Reader ~ Stubborn by Shyerue
"Good morning, (y/n)." Achilles greets you, wobbling into the kitchen.
"Good morning. Tea or something else ?" You ask him.
"Nothing, thank you." The man kindly declines.
"Achilles...This isn't healthy..." You sigh.
He is getting older, like every human being, but he doesn't care.
"As long as I'm able to keep Connor under control, I think I'm healthy enough."
You snort. Connor really is stubborn and hot headed.
You are living here for a year and a half now and your parents didn't even seem to notice your absence.
They treated you like a maid, not like their daughter.
"(y/n), get to the market place." They said.
"There won't be thieves." They said.
The thieves weren't even the problem, but the red coats were.
They hassled an old lady in the streets and you protected her.
The red coats brought you into a fort, keeping you there.
One day, that white hooded figure got rid of the red coats guarding you.
He freed you. He told you to run, but before you did that, you helped him distracting th
Haytham x Reader: Nobody can...Haytham x Reader: Nobody can...Haytham x Reader: Nobody can... by PandaNotes
You lay in bed silently, hearing Haytham stripping himself of his clothing, you kept you back turned, having never been the type to stare. The bed sheets were wonderfully soft and enriched with the familiar sent of fresh linen that you so loved. You listened carefully, knowing that Haytham was probably folding his clothes perfectly, then placing them neatly on the chair near the wardrobe, before slipping gracefully into some nightclothes.
Your (e/c) eyes flicked from the pillow to the door, which was naturally shut. You sighed quietly, nudging your head deeper into the unimaginable fluffy pillow, you thought it was like resting on the foam atop an ocean wave, except dry, well maybe your ocean metaphor was not so accurate, a good thing that you were not a novelist.
You felt the bed dip under Haytham’s weight as he crawled up to your side, touching you shoulder lightly. You couldn’t help but jump slightly at the unexpected contact
Miles, Magic, and Mayhem: Part 2: Before the StormClick here for Part 1Miles, Magic, and Mayhem: Part 2: Before the Storm by Atlantima
Skyrim certainly was a vast country, if the scale of this map was anywhere near accurate. Desmond scanned over the named landmarks. Haafingar, Dawnstar, Rorikstead, Whiterun, oh hello, there's Riverwood. That's where I'm headed. But where am I now? A bit below Riverwood, he spotted another familiar place name. Helgen, that's where those Imperials took us, right? He looked back and forth from the map to his surroundings several times. Huge-ass mountain over there, that's probably this "Throat of the World" thing. What a weird name. So, if that's there and I'm here, then I need to head north, which is this way. He continued down the trail, rechecking his map several times to be sure he didn't get turned around.
He soon noticed the sun was dipping low in the sky. Using a technique he'd been taught back on the Farm, Desmond held up his hands abo
Ashtar-The Assassin Chapter 4Ashtar-The Assassin Chapter 4 by Flammensturm2
Ashtar was breathing hard. The kick came unexpected and sent her to the ground, but she rolled away swiftly. At the same time she launched for Altaïr's feet. He simply stepped back and sheathed his sword. With a kick, he sent his student's weapon away. He brought his short blade to her neck, but Ashtar stooped and in a swift move, she grabbed his arm and twisted it. The punch Altaïr drove into her stomach knocked the air out of her lungs. Before she even recovered, he pulled her up by her collar. Even though it was noon, the girl saw the stars dancing. “You finally had enough?” asked the white hooded man. As an answer, she tried to bring her knee up which was trapped between his legs. But she didn't catch him completely off-guard. “Trying to fight under the waistline? That's not fair.” Ashtar countered: “How was that again? Nothing is true and everything is permitted. Our creed, master Altaïr.”
Assassin!reader Everybody wants to rule the worldEverybody wants to rule the world pt.2Assassin!reader Everybody wants to rule the world by Epic-sketches
Fox took off sprinting again, determined to make it whether or not the others came or stayed.
Sighing, Blue took off after her.
"Come on," she called over her shoulder, directed towards you.
You all pulled your hoods down to reveal your faces while running and jumping across the roofs leading to a place that only a trained assassins is able to go. The three of you continued to run for the next ten minutes, avoiding the guards, hiding, and avoiding as much possible time on the ground.
Fox halted and signalled for you to stop as well. She pulled her hood up over her head, obscuring the view of her eyes. The two of you did the same. Finding the nearest alleyway, the three of you dropped to the ground, you grunting with the pain of the impact. Blue exited first, Fox leaving soon after, from th
Assassin!reader Everybody wants to rule the worldEverybody wants to rule the world pt. 1Assassin!reader Everybody wants to rule the world by Epic-sketches
You crouch atop a large metal roof overlooking the vast city of Paris, searching for your next victim(s). It takes you less than a second to spot your new target, inspiring your nickname, Wolf. Your target is directly below you, mindlessly wandering through the milling crowds of the market, stopping to observe an item or two that caught their eye.
A deep, masculine voice says right beside your ear.
A smile tugs at the corner of your lips. One of your colleagues had snuck up on you while you were distracted, and judging by the voice, it was Felidis, your longtime best friend.
"Good morning Fe," you reply, un-fazed.
Sighing, he turns and paces behind you.
"_________, you know I've been thinking a lot lately," he mutters, barley audible to even himself.
"Hush," you mutter angrily, "you'll give me away..."
He looks at you, bewildered and surp
DownpourEdward Kenway x ReaderDownpour by ArvaleeKnight
Edward had kept his eyes on you all evening, the twitch of a smirk every time you looked over and caught him leering. That look alone was enough to give you shivers, to cause your heart to leap. It was an innocent look, an underlying mischief that would every now and then spark along the edges of his expression. You were slowly working your way through the room towards the back door, stopping to chat in order to make your escape a little less noticeable by the crew.
You finally slipped outside, closing it in a quiet hush. You leaned against the wall behind the door, grinning eagerly to spend some time alone with him. You readied yourself when it began to slowly pry open. Edward stepped out, his attention firmly on the door as it closed, making sure no one had followed.
You more than happily pounced, leaping onto his back and wrapping your arms around his neck. "Any last words, Captain Kenway?"
Edward groaned then chuckled, staggering but easily s
The Jackdaw Ch11Bad LuckThe Jackdaw Ch11 by ArvaleeKnight
Edward Kenway x Reader
The tent Reynolds gave you both was small but it was feasible between two people. Sleeping on the hard, cold ground was something all too familiar for you. The life of a thief was never luxurious and only on the best days did you splurge to rent out a tavern room. Taverns were prime spots for getting caught or being the unfortunate target of another thief.
So, you couldn't quite understand why sleeping tonight was agonizingly difficult. Edward slept quietly behind you, his snores were soft, breathy whispers and every now and then you'd hear him shift positions. One or twice throughout the night the back of his hand found your arm, caressing the skin tenderly before falling way as if he were checking to make sure you were still with him.
Or maybe you really did know what was keeping you up. The stress from hurting the man you love, the knowledge that you were going to try and slip away, the pain that strangled your heart.
The Jackdaw Ch8Edward Kenway x ReaderThe Jackdaw Ch8 by ArvaleeKnight
Edward still slept soundly when you woke, his breathing hushed whispers. The evening light filtering through the curtains gave his tanned skin a heavenly glow, his tattoos intricately curving along his chest. Years of sailing had tightened every muscle, scarred his skin twice over in various places. Before you realized it, your fingertips were tracing the outline of marred flesh that snaked across the bend of his upper arm.
He chuckled, lips pulling wide into a grin. He turned onto his side, arms working their way around you until he could pull your body tight against his.
"Careful," you chided, "Adé might walk in and throw you out the closest window."
Edward seemed unphased, ducking his head beneath your chin until his lips could tug and pull against the tender skin. A soft moan rolled in his chest, his cold hands sliding beneath your shirt to find a feverish backside.
EzioXReader: Diamond in the Rough FinalEzioXReader: Diamond in the Rough Final by neo-chan7
Locating the house was fairly simple, Annetta was waiting for them at the front door. She escorted them in, but when she opened the door, the inside looked more like a brothel then a house. Women were everywhere, dressed in revealing clothing and entertaining guests.
“I think we have the wrong building . . .” Ezio said, not expecting this.
“No, no this is it,” Annetta assured.
(y/n) noticed some of the women giving Ezio seductive looks, she gave them death glares to which they only giggled at. From the very back, the most beautiful woman came forward dressed in a red silk dress, she looked much like Annetta, which meant the she was most likely her sister.
“It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Messer Ezio. Annetta speaks highly of you. I can see why,” she said.
“I appreciate the kind words Madonna . . . .?” Ezio said, pausing when he didn’t know her name.
“Ti prego, call me Paola,” she then turned her attentio
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
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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