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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
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.
Please share as much information as you can think of! The more info you give me, the more easily I can draw your character how you envision him/her. You won't be pestering me if you tell me the exact hair color; instead, I'll be happier to know that I'm getting it right.
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
MCOA - Verdiene MichDer Schatten bewegte sich nicht, als eine Hand voll Wachen um die Ecke bog, um ihre typische Patrouille zu laufen. Er wusste, dass jeder Fehler hart bestraft wurde, zur Not auch mit dem Leben! Sie lachten laut, preisten ihre Frauen von letzter Nacht an, denen sie es doch so richtig besorgt hatten und welche Hengste sie doch waren. Ein beliebtes Thema war auch, wie viele Menschen sie doch schon verprügelt hatten. Dem Schatten wurde schlecht. Was für Idioten! Und solche Männer nannten sich voller Stolz Wachen von Cesare Borgia.. waren ihm seine Angestellten nicht peinlich? Doch das war jetzt nicht wichtig, es galt einen Auftrag zu erledigen. Es war dunkel, die Nacht noch frisch und so gut wie unberührt. Noch ein paar Augenblicke und die Wachen würden verschwunden sein.MCOA - Verdiene Mich by RaziiielimGirl
Mit schnellen Schritten sprang der Schatten aus seinem Versteck und eilte über die dunklen Straßen Roms. Sein Zielort war nicht weit entfernt, das einzige Problem waren nur die ga
MCOA - WartenMCOA - Warten by RaziiielimGirl
Dafür würde ich Rasmus auf ewig hassen! Warum hatte Ezio mich nicht retten können?
„Haben sie dich verletzen können?“, der junge Mann hatte sich meinen Rücken, Nacken und Kopf noch einmal genau angesehen und mir dann aufgeholfen. Ich hatte die ganze Zeit geschwiegen. Das einzige Geräusch was ich ab und an von mir gegeben hatte, war ein Schniefen, höchstens auch ein Schluchzen, doch mittlerweile hatte ich mich wieder komplett beruhigt. Ich schüttelte bei seiner Frage den Kopf, hielt den Blick gesenkt und trottete neben ihm her. Ich wollte keine Konversation führen, zu peinlich war dieser Moment für mich. Ich konnte auf mich selber aufpassen, ich wusste, dass ich das konnte! Aber in seinen Augen würde ich wohl auf ewig ein Angsthase bleiben.. ich konnte noch sein Lachen hören.. das war noch ungefähr fünf oder sechs Jahren gewesen..
„Die Mauer hoch, über die jeweiligen Dächer und dann in den
Ezio x Soldier!Reader-That Makes The Two Of Us (1)Ezio x Soldier!Reader-That Makes The Two Of Us (1) by Beware-Of-Cat
Note: This is part 1 out of all the other parts I'm going to put up.
The outfit you're pretty much going to wear the whole time is red and blue, not camouflage,black combat boots, and no armor (your uniform is not baggy also it's kind of fancyish). It pretty much takes place in Assassin's Creed 2 :I.
People were rushing around and prepping stuff up, Ezio wondered why. So he went to Leonardo (that was so far to travel, he had to steal tons of horses and kill off too many guards to count to get there) and ask because he pretty much knew no one in Florence.
"Oh! You didn't know Rome's military is visiting here?" Leonardo asked.
"I never knew we even had a military in Rome."
"Well, they're coming back from the Parthian Empire; they had a war there you didn't know?"
"No, I guess I never paid attention.."
"Well, since you're strong, could you help me carry some things to organize a bit?"
You are (Full Name) and you are th
MCOA - I sciocca ragazza!MCOA - I sciocca ragazza! by RaziiielimGirl
"Sieh es quasi als Weiterbildung.", Ezio drückte meine Hand und sah mir direkt in die Augen. Mein Herz machte einen Sprung und ich spürte wie mir die Hitze in die Wangen stieg. Was war nur los mit mir? Ich lächelte glücklich und erwiderte seinen Blick, als er weiter sprach, "Ich kann es kaum abwarten, dich meiner Familie vorzustellen! Mein Onkel würde dich mit Freuden empfangen. Und meine Schwester würde dir gefallen - Sie hat einen genauso großen Dickschädel wie du." Der junge Mann zwinkerte, als ich auf einmal ein nur allzu bekanntes Geräusch vernahm. Jemand kletterte eine Wand hoch und kroch anschließend über die Dachkante auf die Ziegel, um dann über die Schindeln zu uns zu laufen. Dies alles geschah so schnell und so gut wie lautlos, das ich dieses Geschick nur einer einzigen Person zuordnen konnte - Rasmus! Ich musste unwillkürlich seufzen, da es bedeutete, das dieser schöne und ruhige Moment zerstört wu
AltairxReader Prey„ Altair! Pleaseeee… Do not make me beg you!” you turned your puppy-eyes mode and started to tenderly caress cheek of this irresistibly handsome assassin ( A/N: who we all love so much ). In one moment he was fearless nightmare of his opponents and in second he was arrogantly rejecting his restrictions.AltairxReader Prey by Saenma
You felt his muscles tensed and he stopped playing with strand of your (h/c) hair. You were laying on the grass on a little hill right to the Masyaf. This following morning both of you woke up early and decided to watch how the sun rises. Mornings these days are cold so he held you close to him and you enjoyed warmth of his strong body. After a long pause, he took a deep breath and sight quietly. You looked at him with your (e/c) eyes and he turned his gaze to you. His golden brown eyes were sternly looking at you with some unknown for you concern.
“I do not make you beg me.” He held you closer to his body and took his look out of you to watch the sun ri
(Malik x reader) Moments series(Malik x reader) Moments series by Fate4Destiny
Malik leapt over the desk of the bureau in Jerusalem and placed his hand on your shoulder. You turned to look at him, wondering why he stopped you. You already had the feather needed.
"You- um- need- a map..."
Malik quickly spun around and began digging through some boxes to pull out a map. He held the scroll out to you and you glanced at it long enough to make sure the place indicated was where you were indeed travelling to.
"I'll be fine without a map, Malik. An assassin's memory is rather-"
Maybe your memory wasn't as good as it should have been though. Because after that kiss, you couldn't even remember what you had said. Everything was a blissful blank.
You breathed his name into his ear, a whisper hardly to be heard by your own ears. His eyes flickered open and he glared, staring at you from the corners of his dark eyes. His eyes then softened slightly upon seeing you, but they soon widened. He felt you kiss the side of his mouth and he smiled, making you k
Mentor and Student (Malik x reader)Mentor and Student (Malik x reader) by Fate4Destiny
The heat was sticky and humid, patience had been wearing thin, and yet you poured over another book. Strands of your hair fell onto the pages and you felt fingers pull it back behind your ear. It brushed against your cheek, making you pause and lean ever so slightly in it. You received a flick to the back of your head for that, for stopping writing and reading.
"You must finish this by night."
Malik's voice was strong and lined with pride. And why wouldn't he be? He was the only man capable of being both a scholar and assassin to masterful levels. He was pacing back and forth while reading, sometimes sitting for hour long stretches to write page after page. He already created a new map of Masyaf and were doing various duties befitting a Rafiq.
"I will." You gave a sigh which made him raise his head and stare at you from your seat. "But can we not practice outside? We spent most of the day planning. How will this help somebody on the field?"
Malik's eyes fell slightly in a glare which m
And Then You UnderstandYou feel a pang of heartache as the voices of the barista and courier travels towards you.And Then You Understand by MidnightMinx90
And when you lay eyes on them, it hurts even more.
You cannot remember them, not exactly, but there is something about their looks, their voices that makes you believe you’ve seen them before.
Shaun and Rebecca. You test the sound of their names by pronouncing them, softly, to yourself as you return to your workstation.
They haunt your dreams and your thoughts. Shaun specifically. You make sure to stop by his station every day.
You try out the coffee, but finds the man cannot make a decent cup.
So you buy tea the other days, wondering how someone who makes great tea but lousy coffee got a job as a barista.
You want to talk to him, but whatever you try to say, you always get short answers.
So you give up conversation.
You show up at the same time every day, and finds your regular cup of tea waiting for you.
You smile at him, thanks him, says his name for the first time.
Some emotion flickers
Coffee and Cigarettes It’s been a year, and every day bears a painful reminder of his loss. The little things he used to enjoy so much, like drinking coffee and smoking cigarettes, are things of the past now. Before this had all started, he’d stuck to tea, never getting accustomed to the dark taste of coffee, even if he added lots of milk and sugar.Coffee and Cigarettes by MidnightMinx90
Desmond had changed that however, and that was why he didn’t drink it anymore.
He’d stopped with the cigarettes because it had been something of a stress relief during their mission, and during the last couple of weeks he had smoked with Desmond several times.
So he quit smoking as well.
It still didn’t help one bit, because he felt the need for a smoke when he let his mind wander, thinking about that period of his life.
Shaun had thrown his coffee machine out the window one morning, satisfied by the sound of it smashing into pieces on the street below.
He did it because he’d been tired that morning and
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’
Ezio x Soldier!Reader-That Makes The Two Of Us (3)Ezio x Soldier!Reader-That Makes The Two Of Us (3) by Beware-Of-Cat
You woke up with a huge migraine as you arose from a small bed, 'This must be the guest's room..' You thought. You snapped out of attention when you heard someone call out your name.
"Miss [Name]?" It was Ugo standing by the bedside, he seemed a bit worried.
"Hm?" You sat up and rubbed your eyes, pain then arose from your shoulder as you shifted a bit as you hissed in pain.
"You could've asked me to help you get back."
"I didn't want to be a burden."
"You're never a burden, Miss [Name]." Ugo reassured you as you studied your shoulder; it was nicely bandaged and the wound stopped bleeding.
"Ah, Miss [Name]! You're awake!" Antonio said as he entered the room.
"Hello." You were relived no one changed your clothes knowing that the only other woman was Rosa...
"Are you feeling alright?"
"Yes I'm fine, thank you."
Connor has a Fever chap 13I own nothingConnor has a Fever chap 13 by Roxanna123
Connor swallowed nervously.
"Answer me, young man," said the voice.
Connor gulped this time and scratched the back of his head.
"Umm...hi grandpa," Connor greeted with a nervous smile. "How are you?"
Edward Kenway did not smile back. He crossed his arms as he walked over to his grandson. Then, he placed the back of his hand on Connor's forehead. Connor blushed.
"I'm fine grandpa," he muttered, pushing Edward's hand away. "Really, I am."
"You deliberately disobeyed your father," said Edward, ignoring Connor, "after he told you not to go outside."
"I know," said Connor, "but I was just so tired of being inside."
Then, he left the kitchen. Connor winced while Desmond and Ezio looked scared.
"He's going to call dad," said Connor, raking his hand through his hair. "I'm screwed."
"We're all screwed," Desmond added.
Connor and Ezio looked at him with confusion on their faces.
"Why are we screwed?" Ezio asked.
"Think about it," said De
Connor has a Fever chap 14I own nothingConnor has a Fever chap 14 by Roxanna123
"Dad!" Haytham called from outside. "Can you open the door for me, please?"
Connor jumped when he heard his father from outside. He looked over at Edward as he stood up.
"Haytham and I will get the bags and you three will put them away," said Edward as he walked over to the door.
The three teenagers got up and went to the kitchen.
"Remember, we're not going to tell my dad about what happened outside," Connor whispered to his friends.
Ezio and Desmond nodded. Soon after, Haytham came in with two bags of groceries and set them down on the table. The boys grabbed the bags, took out the contents and began to put them away.
"Thank you," said Haytham with a smile.
Then, he went back to get more bags just as Edward came in with a couple of bags. It was 15 minutes later when all of the groceries were finally put away. Haytham turned to them.
"Ok, I'm planning on making spaghetti," he told them. "So, do either of you three want to stay for lunch?"
Desmond and Ezio
A husband to his wifeA husband to his wife by Petitspas
She was the one who brought me into that world.
She helped me so many times throughout all those years.
I didn't realize I was just another toy to her.
Even though she always protected me in the end.
She just didn't want to see anyone else touch her property.
She failed at giving me any of them.
All that she ever loved
was my freedom.
I do not regret those days.
Because without them I wouldn't have met you.
Thank you for accepting me.
Thank you for giving me a place to belong.
Thank you for giving me a family.
Thanks for everything.
You opened my eyes before it was too late.
So you see, my love ?
You don't have to worry.
I'll never leave your side.
Is this my life ?Is this my life ? by Petitspas
IS THIS MY LIFE ?
I WHO ALWAYS WANTED TO BE
I WHO ALWAYS RUN AWAY
I DIDN'T WANT ANY OF THIS
MY LIFE...........................................................................WAS STOLEN
but since when ?
I'VE LIVED LIVES THAT WEREN'T MINE
I'VE BEEN USED AND DECEIVED
I SEARCHED FOR ANSWERS
I SEARCHED FOR A WAY TO SURVIVE
BUT I OPENED MY EYES
ONE MAN's LIFE IS NOTHING
COMPARED TO BILLIONS'
FREE WILL IS WHAT MAKES US PROGRESS
HOPE IS WHAT MAKES US GO ON
THEY WON'T TAKE THEM AWAY FROM US
THAT'S WHY I CAN DO THIS
GIVE UP A LIFE THAT NEVER BELANG TO ME
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
Lovely conversation with Haytham Kenway„So Your name is Haytham Kenway, is that right?”the girl with the notebook was playing with the pen in her hand. Then her attention came back to man who was sitting in front of her.Lovely conversation with Haytham Kenway by Saenma
“I presume so.” he looked at her without any expression, then he ignored her person and looked into some other direction. “ Otherwise your inquisitive world of wonderings would be perfectly running out of possibilities, fortunately to my adoration.”
She let out a heavy sigh and then putted her notebook on her lap.“ I am sure that as a Templar you have many issues to be solved. Show some understanding to my position then. I do have many things on my head and both of us would just adore to make it fast without any complications.”
“Of course.” he answered still not paying attention to the girl in front of him. “Maybe as the next part of your explanations I will hear that I should be grateful for what you are doing?”he hissed looking into s
AC -Slow Fever Ch1-Chapter 1: NightmaresAC -Slow Fever Ch1- by kiu-lung
He had not seen so much as tracks for the past week, and as the storm closed low upon him, the hunter stood motionless upon the invisible border that the sachem had drawn. Nothing concrete marked it; yet the boundary shone clear to his memory, rang in his mother’s stern tone. His people did not dare tempt fate, not with so many souls lost after crossing too close to the King’s cities.
Still, the full quiver upon his back stung him, and he only hesitated briefly before pushing forward into the settled lands.
He lifted his steps through the snow, taking every precaution not to disturb the predators that lay here. There had never been doubt that those of the tribes were being stolen away - indeed, not always unwillingly.
As winter clawed them all, entire families had sighed and stepped hollow-eyed into the mad King’s reach. Hearsay warned that servitude was all that awaited them, but surely anything was better than watching their children starve.
Anything is Possible Ch. 2 (Assassin's Creed 3)Anything is Possible Ch. 2 (Assassin's Creed 3) by kagomeandsesshomaru9
Anything is Possible Chapter 2 (Assassins Creed 3)
~ Haytham Kenways Prov. ~
I road my horse down the dirt path that was next to the rapid river. Looking up to the river to see a hat go by. Stopping my horse I quickly grab the.
“What in the world.” I suddenly heard splashing from upstream and I see a boy rapidly try to stay above the surface. As the boy came closer and closer to me, the boy gets pulled under the water. Suddenly my body starts acting on its own, for I dived in and grabbed the boy’s wrist, and pulled him onto land. I stand regaining my breath while watching the boy cough up water and regain his breath but as I got a closer look I see the ribbon that held his hair back slip from his hair letting it fall onto his shoulders, and when he looked up at me he looked pretty feminine for a boy.
~ My Prov. ~
I get up to my feet and squeeze the water from my hair, seeing my hat I picked it up and placed it on top my head. I glanced nervously over at Haytham seeing
Anything is Possible (Coming soon)Anything is Possible (Coming soon) by kagomeandsesshomaru9
Here is a little preview of the story.
Anything is possible Prologue (Assassin’s Creed 3)
Have you ever been fascinated in a certain point in history? Sure everyone has. For me it was the colonial times. From the events of the Revolutionary War, to the Boston Tea Party, to the Battle at Bunker Hill, it all fascinated me. But then came The Assassin’s Creed 3 video game. Seeing the similar history but to be able to actually see a visual of what mostly truly happened is just plain amazing. Seeing this made me wish that I could actually meet these people. But I knew that it was impossible for that to ever happen. Well… that is what I thought.
“SHIT! SHIT! SHIT! SHIT! SHIT!” I look over my shoulder and sure enough those damn stubborn
Red coats are still chasing me. I ran as fast as I could, good thing I have long legs. But before I tell you how I got here, perh
Sleeping AssassinSleeping Assassin (AlexDes)Sleeping Assassin by Karymi
Alex ran to Desmond Miles who lay dead on the cold stone floor. Alex ran his hand across Desmond’s cheek, it was still warm, Alex cringed not from fear, and not from hate. His hand cringed on Desmond’s cheek feeling a moist spot. Desmond had cried before he had died. Alex didn’t know what to do. He could take the body, but having body of his partner would probably only bring grief and pain. Alex then moved to Desmond’s hand. “Jesus Christ, Desmond.”
The hand and forearm were burnt to a crisp. Alex picked Desmond hand up, it was hot, not from life, but from a hell Desmond had felt before death, Alex tried to intertwine his hand with the assassin, but to no use, the bones were melted together. Alex crumpled next to Desmond. His body was still warm, if only he could have found Desmond a little earlier. If he just could have found the team of Abstergo agents a little earlier, but no. Nothing ever worked out for Alex. Alex Merc
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
And the glass won't be parting - Chapter 6And the glass won't be parting - Chapter 6 by IAmAnaFoxy
My mum used to say I could charm the birds off the trees.
And that’s exactly what I am counting on standing in front of the newly renovated shack piercing the newly painted red door with impatient look and waiting for its newly build-up handle to be pulled from inside.
But it is plain to witness that this particularly bird has a huge distinction from all the others of her kind. To be precise she has always been out of the typical kind. And in that world where all the lasses belonged to the group whether of doves, whether of swans, whether of martins (and the most desperate to the type of vultures), this particularly one would be a genuine eagle. Or a hawk. Or a kite. To put it short, she belongs to the kind of birds that never find their place sitting on a tree and waiting for the most handsome man in the world to charm them off.
Aye – to this kind of birds Mary Read belonged.
It feels like I’ve knocked on the door the ages ago and th
And the glass won't be parting - Chapter 5And the glass won't be parting - Chapter 5 by IAmAnaFoxy
I’m standing behind the counter of the Inagua’s tavern looking at the ship sailing into the haven – past rocks protecting the island from unwanted attention and towards the pier – to drop anchor. To moor. For two months I haven’t seen this ship and thought I probably never would. But there she is – the black flag is flapping above the white sails and the bird figure on the bow is as if looking busily – like a landlord observing what changes did the island gained since the last time he’s been here.
He came back.
And I am standing behind the counter of the tavern. Yes, I really am, it’s not a silly joke I’d make after losing in some stupid bet. But…why?
It is a long story.
It has all started when I finally found out I wasn’t sick with some deadly and contagious disease. In fact I was pregnant. And I still am. I realized it when my month bleeds didn’t come again, for the second time alre
And the glass won't be parting - Chapter 4And the glass won't be parting - Chapter 4 by IAmAnaFoxy
The Matters of Faith
September passed. The whole month passed since we were marooned on that island and even though back then I wished for salvation so badly now I feel that I even miss those days. Why?
I wouldn’t think of it.
The present is what counts and my every day I start with this thought sending any sad feeling to wait or better to for fuck’s sake vanish at all.
At the highest speed we had been sailing to meet Roberts, rushed forward as the time pressed to hasten knot by knot till Ade had to stop my mania telling me if there be one more knot our Jackdaw would just crack. And even so, to my relieve, we reached the destination just in time, on that very night our plan was to be carried out. Hardly we’ve taken breath back before I commanded men to set sails again and we came into the misty night winding the narrow way with sharp rocks surrounding Jackdaw on both sides testing my skills of steering as just one slight mistake was needed to damage my lass
EzioXReader: Diamond in the Rough Part 4EzioXReader: Diamond in the Rough Part 4 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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