ACR poem of EzioACR poem of Ezio3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
From at the top of the tower,
Stands a mysterious man in a hood,
He watches the scenery,
Covered in icy, snow.
Winds grow stronger,
Snow becomes thicker,
The man still stands firm,
Though he is bitterly cold.
His hands are frozen,
Though, his face is unchanged,
He closes his eyes,
While taking a breath,
And He begins to fall,
Falling towards his inner goal.
Open your eyesSon...Open your eyes2 years ago in Settings More Like This
You think me so soft, that by calling me son I might change my mind? How long have you sit on this information, or am I to believe you discovered it now?My mothers blood may stain another hands, but Charles Lee is no less a monster, and all he does he does by your command! A warning to you both; choose to follow me, or oppose me, and I will kill you.
Unsheathing his sword, Haytham readied himself for an easy win. Connor was clearly in no condition to fight, and this time, he would teach his boy a thing or two about arrogance. He had sent Lee away to safety, to hide until his position could be restored. Now to just deal with this thorn in his side, his own son who had undone decades of careful planning, now stumbled foolishly before him, quickly losing blood and utterly dazed. His plan was simple; kill Connor.
Thrusting his sword forward, Haytham dove at C
Chilly Times Call For WarmthMalik woke up that morning, to find the Bureau freezing. The three blankets he had wrapped around himself didn't seem like they were enough, as he was curled up into a tight ball. How much did the temperature drop last night ? he thought, shivering as he sat up in bed. He knew that the winter season brought along low temperatures, but they usually weren't this cold. He sat there in bed for a moment, with the blankets wrapped around him, before finally willing himself to stand and get dressed into something warmer. Once dressed, Malik walked out of his room and, once he was in the main part of the Bureau, he realized why it was so cold.Chilly Times Call For Warmth4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Snow covered the ground outside. Peeking into the room with the cushions, he found that snow had fallen through the ceiling and had made a nice pile of it on the floor. As he went into the back room to get the broom, he could hear others outside. Most of what he heard were children voices, asking in wonderment what the 'white stuff' wa
Novice....Malik awoke in the middle of the night. His arm, or what was left of his arm, was throbbing painfully as it did often after it had been injured. The amputated limb was normally quite painless during the day, but during the long, cold nights of Jerusalem, pain was frequent. And Malik was lucky to get a full night's sleep once and a while, if ever.Novice....4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Blinking a few times so that his eyes could adjust to the dimness, he lightly tossed his blanket off and sat up from his bed of cushions. In the dark of his bedroom in the Bureau, the books that did not fit in his work room were piled high next to the walls while the rest of the room was decorated with soft carpets, potted plants, and pieces of parchment, quills and ink. Next to him hung his Bureau owner's robes as well as his boots and his weapons and armor. Even with an arm missing, he never forgot and left behind the memories of being a Master Assassin; nor those
Ezio x Modern!Reader Plot TwistYou hadn't ever expected this. When you signed up for the project with the local science facility they had told you nothing could go wrong. (f/n) had told you not do go for it, even though you needed the money. That it wasn't worth it. You really should have listened to them.Ezio x Modern!Reader Plot Twist1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
You walked slowly down the path. Your (h/c) hair blowing faintly in the light breeze. You had no idea where you were or when you were for that matter. The area didn't seem very modern with the dirt trails. But what you really needed was a town. It had been hours since you had breakfast.
So caught up in your own thoughts you had been, you never noticed the stranger rushing up to you from behind. He brushed past quickly, knocking into your shoulder and sending you on to your rear.
The man, it had to be, stopped running as soon as he realized what he had done. His white clothes rustled as he walked back to you.
"Mi scusi, bella. Are you alright?" His tenor voice sounded above you. Your (e/c) eyes looked u
Encounter: Chapter 1Weapons flashing, angry voices. "Assassin! Assassin!"Encounter: Chapter 15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The assassin- Altaïr Ibn La Ahad- scaled the wall, desperate to escape the guards. He let out a cry when an arrow struck his back. Fire ran up and down his spine.
In his pause during the climb, an archer took advantage and shot another arrow at Altaïr. It hit his right arm, making him lose his grip on the wall. Altaïr dangled from the ledge with his left hand, pain shooting up his arms and back as he tried to swing his legs up to get back. The first time didn't work, the second he barely made it on.
By this time one of the guards had attempted to go after Altaïr. A sword in his hand, he scrambled up the wall. With his terribly injured state Altaïr had trouble reaching the top. The guard approached him, taking a jab with his sword and missing. But he had slipped on something; the guard glanced down to see wet blood. Glancing up he saw Altaïr's blood dripping on him. It gave him courage that the as
AltMal: Rainy MorningsAltaïr likes the rainy days, the mornings especially.AltMal: Rainy Mornings1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
They allow him to stay in bed just a little longer, and there’s nothing quite like the steady sound of raindrops hitting the world outside, especially when combined with the steady breathing of the man next to him.
Altaïr always wakes up a little earlier on those rainy mornings; it’s almost like his subconsiousness hears it in his sleeping state and wakes him up, just so he can listen, just so he can stay awake a bit longer and just listen.
Altaïr is never as relaxed as during those prescious moments.
His days are filled with work, with training, with missions, with other people.
But the rainy mornings offers him peace for just a little while longer.
Offers him time with Malik for just a little while longer.
The name slips easily of his tongue, a loving caress he himself can barely hear over the steady sound of water from outside.
And yet Malik hears it.
Maybe the sound of his name com
Ezio x Modern!Reader Plot Twist p.2A year had past since your rather strange arrival into this world. Ezio had brought you home with him to the Villa where you met his uncle Mario. You had explained your situation to the older man and he happily took you into his home. Over the months you had taken up life productively in this time, training and exploring your new home. You had decided to train like an Assassin at the very least. At first it had just been for the protection, but as time went on it became a lovely excuse to spend time with your once rescuer.Ezio x Modern!Reader Plot Twist p.21 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ezio had been lovely to you since you arrived. He took you everywhere and showed you his life. The more time you spent with him, the more you grew feelings for him. You knew it was silly, but he was so sweet to you that it was hard to help it.
“(y/n), bella, you there?” You heard his voice calling to you.
You blinked to clear your head and turned him. Meeting his golden eyes with your own (e/c) ones, you smiled.
---RELIGIONS OF ASSASSIN'S CREED---Altairism---RELIGIONS OF ASSASSIN'S CREED---2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Altairism is the love of an arrogant, grumpy Assassin who needs to get laid."
"Ezioism is the love of a hot, flirtatious Italian Assassin. "
"Desmondology is the study of all that is Desmond."
"Kadarism is the love of a young Journeyman Assassin who died simply to fuck up emotions."
"Leonardoism is the love of an easily excited inventor who has problems with the concept of personal space."
"Malikism is the love of a one-armed Bureau Leader with a sassy attitude. "
"Shaunism is the love of an angry British man who has problems with third-world countries."
"Clayology is the study of the only Assassin who felt that the walls of Abstergo looked better painted blood red."
"Yusufism is the love for an Assassin who enjoys trolling the others, no matter who it may be."
She's a Lady (Steve x Reader)A/N: Please read the DESCRIPTION box first, thanks!She's a Lady (Steve x Reader)4 months ago in Romance More Like This
She’s a Lady (Steve x Reader)
You woke up early enough to start making breakfast. You had wanted to do something special for your roommates especially now that you were all under one roof for at least for a couple of days until Thor had to leave for Asgard again and before you were all given assignments that would probably divide you into groups of two just like the last time.
After you showered, you had decided to wear a black tank top along with matching colored bike shorts and black flip flops. You were tying back your hair into a simple lose bun when you entered the large posh looking kitchen inside the tower. Flipping on the little red switch of the coffee maker it immediately began to heat and bubble as the scent of freshly brewed coffee slowly started filling the room.
“Good morning JARVIS!” you called as you pulled out ingredients here and there you were in need of for the pancakes,
Req. Meet Me in Heaven (Kadar x Reader)You grit your teeth. You could feel the hatred seeping into your bones.Req. Meet Me in Heaven (Kadar x Reader)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
'How dare Abbas lie to me?!' You mentally roared. He told you that there was a assassin marketer waiting for novices like you to purchase a dagger or sword. He even claimed that Al Mualim confirmed it!
For some odd reasons, you believe the blasted man! Due to him, you were racing across Masayf, trying to let loose the pissed off vendor.
To explain how he had gotten mad, you had walked up to his cart and said that you'd like to purchase a blade with a discount since Abbas said that he was a supporter of the assassins.
"You dare play me as a fool, girl?" The vendor cried out. You had protested that, no, he wasn't a fool, but Abbas he said that he was an assassin supporter. He wasn't amused.
"I would never side with a group so ill and violent!" He huffed, delicately grabbing a small dagger.
That was when you decided to grab your things and go. Good thing all you had to carry was your sorry bum.
"I heard th
Oranges (Altmal)"I really like fruit, Malik."Oranges (Altmal)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
"I'm aware of that, novice."
"Oh? How did you know?"
"Well, seeing as you just foolishly spent all your money on a large basket of oranges—the most expensive food sold in the city, no less—and are now sitting in the middle of my bureau, peeling and eating them with your hidden blades; that certainly sheds some light on your stupid interests, you damned fool."
"Oh, Malik, do not be like that. See, it tastes delicious."
"You have just eaten five nearly whole. I can tell. Also, you are now destitute."
"I haven't the slightest idea how in Allah's name you ever became a master assassin."
"I became a master assassin for a good reason, you know."
"And what would that be? Enlighten me, novice."
"I mastered the skill of assassination."
"… your idiocy astounds me."
"That is certainly more than could be said about you, Malik. Come, sit beside me and enjoy an orange."
"Absolutely not. Unlike you, I have many hours of work to toil over.
:RQ:Ezio X Thief!Reader~Client:RQ:Ezio X Thief!Reader~Client1 year ago in Romance More Like This
[Y/N] sprinted across a red shingled rooftop as the pursuing guards let out screams of frustration at her amazing speed. An arrow whistled past centimeters from her thigh as she leaped to the next building.
To the young women's surprise, a group of guards started running at her head on. She smirked at the sight of action, and kept running towards the guards. [Y/N] can practically feel their eyes widen in surprise at the sudden act of bravery. When the distance between them was closer, the leading guard slashed out his sword horizontally in hopes of tearing her flesh. However, the women ducked and pulled out a small dagger of her own to swipe across the guard's neck. After dealing with the first guard, she hooked her ankle with another one and flipped him off the building. His screams of terror can be heard for a few seconds until you focused completely on the last guard that stood in front of you. He angrily lunged at you with his sword, but you easily side stepped and kicked h
Steve x reader: Gentleman Part 3 (Final)“We can’t get in there,” the worker told Fury.Steve x reader: Gentleman Part 3 (Final)1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Why not?” Fury asked glaring at the worker once again.
“(Name) locked the doors, the only way to see them is through the large window that shows the training room,” he said.
“Then what are we waiting for?” I asked.
~ Looking through the large window~
“Shit! This is pretty bad,” I said to Phil.
Phil just stared at the scene in front of him.
“This one is not bad at all, “Phil looked back at me,” So what did Clint do this time?”He asked casually.
“What do mean this is not bad?” Bruce asked Phil pointing at Clint half naked in a spinning wheel with knifes of different sizes stuck to it,” Because this is pretty bad to me,” He said then (name) threw another knife near Clint’s right leg, then he explained what Clint did to you.
“The worst I think was when (name) hanged Clint above a shark tank because he had cut her hair
7 Minutes in Heaven- White TulipEZIO-7 Minutes in Heaven- White Tulip1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
...A white tulip.
At first you had thought the lovely flower was for the Netherlands, but then you remembered he wasn’t here. You held the blossom a little higher.
“Yo dudes! (y/n) got the tulip!” Alfred shouted to assist you. You blushed lightly, a thing that only increased as you glanced at the man who was now walking over to you. It was one of the strangers Alfred had mentioned earlier. His white outfit fit him nicely, accenting his tanned skin. He took his hood off as he approached you. As he did his golden eyes met your (e/c) ones.
“Ciao bella, I am Ezio Auditore da Firenze.” He grasped your hand and kissed it. Figures he’s Italian.
“Ciao Ezio. Now andiamo.” You said using what little Italian you remember learning from Feliciano.
Ezio smirked and graciously led you into the closet; Alfred closed the door behind you.
“So I heard the basics of what we are expected to d
My BoyMy Boy.My Boy2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I'll just call you that, if you don't mind. I know it's not your real name, but your real name hard to pronounce for me. Impossible, practically. I'm not particularly proud of that. After all, I am your father and it would be fair to call you by your actual name. But it seems few people around you have a feel for the Mohawk tongue, so like them, I will call you by a simpler name.
It's been three days since you left. Three days since you walked away from me in Valley Forge. You threatened to kill me should I follow or stop you and I have not seen you since.
Frankly, I wonder if I should have gone after you. Should have helped you. I should have simply ignored your threats and followed you anyway. Maybe then, you'd see things my way. Maybe you would finally listen to me. Maybe then, you would see reason and finally trust me.
Still, trusting is a hard thing for you to do, isn't it? After all the idealist nonsense that that senile fool Achilles put in
Steve x Reader: Gentleman part 2After the little conversation with Steve, you hurried back to your room finding the door wide open with Natasha spread out across your bed. You stepped forward entering your room and glancing at the door then back at her, confusion written all over your face.Steve x Reader: Gentleman part 21 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Picking the lock” She simply said, sitting up crossing her legs.
“Ugh, only if I had a bobby pin!” You said, mostly to yourself.
“So did you plan your revenge yet?” She asked you, raising one of her eyebrows.
“I wouldn’t call it revenge,” You air quoted the ‘revenge’ part, “It’s just… a plan, an evil one that will destroy his ego or might,” you said, walking towards her to sit down at the edge of the bed.
“Whatever floats your boat,” She stood up, “But I’m in, “She said, exiting the room.
---A few hours later----
I went back to my room to hide from those two. I knew that (y/n) was plan
Steve x Reader One shot : GentlemanIt was early in the morning as you thought so, when somebody knocked at your door. You groaned in response but got up from your bed to answer the door for who ever wanted to interrupt you from your sleep. You opened the door to reveal that no one was insight, but as you turned around to head back to your room...Steve x Reader One shot : Gentleman1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Hey (name)! Good morning to ya!," Clint said next to your wide open door.
"Oh God leave me alone Clint!I wanna sleep," You whined.
"No can do (name)," He gave you a devious smirk.
Oh God what is he planning?, You thought.
Every time Clint gave you a devious smirk, he was planning something and it wasn't good at all. It meant trouble.
As you about to enter you room to avoid his plan, Clint decided to lock your door leaving you there stunned. He knew that you didn't have your keys with you or anything else that you were be able to use to contact someone and the worst part was that you were in the middle of the hallway wearing an extra large (f/c) t-shirt that o
Jello Shots (Loki x Reader x Tony)‘Hey, Reindeer Games!’ Tony shouted to Loki over the music. ‘You want a jello?’ You took one of the jello-filled shot glasses off the tray Tony was holding and held it out to the demi-god.Jello Shots (Loki x Reader x Tony)1 month ago in General Fiction More Like This
‘No thank you, but I do not wish to partake in devouring midgardian delicacies.’
‘Just take the jello,’ you and Tony insisted. Reluctantly, Loki took hold of the shot-glass and popped its contents in his mouth. His face twisted into a thoughtful expression, then snatched a couple more shots off the tray and walked off.
‘Does he know they have alcohol in them?’ you asked Tony.
‘Nice!’ you exclaimed and high-fived your friend.
‘He’ll need good luck, though,’ Tony added.
‘Because I tripled the strength of the alcohol.’
It was evident on Tony’s face than only then had he realised what could go wrong.
‘You did WHAT?!’
‘(Name), go find him befo
Thorin x Reader : Stand On Your OwnYou sat on the roof of one of the villagers’ houses in Dale taking in the view of Erebor. The sun was shining down on you with the sounds of the bustling city to accompany it; it was on days like these where you would have been content with just lying there, doing nothing. Unfortunately, the folk of Durin would wonder where you were if you stayed for too long; the reason for this was that they decided to take you in after your parents went missing when you were in your mid-teens. You already knew the Kings grandson well so you didn't have to worry too much at being introduced to strangers with him around. You never knew what happened to your parents and you didn't know if anyone else knew or not; by now, you had accepted the fact that you would probably never find out and focused on the life you had now.Thorin x Reader : Stand On Your Own1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Getting up from your sitting position, you proceeded to jump off of the building that used to be your home and walk through the busy streets towards your 'sanctuary'. It was a so
AC: Scent"Novice! Insufferable fool of an idiot, son of an ass!"AC: Scent3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"It is just one pot! Replaceable! Malik, don't you dare..."
Despite the situation, Altair was grinning. Malik had the worst temper sometimes, especially in the summer, when everyone was irritable and moody from the heat. Altair ducked a thrown paperweight, that hit the wall behind him with a dull crack.
"Malik, I will fetch you another bottle, it is not that terrible a situation! Calm. down." Altair easily caught Al-Sayf's wrist, the hand attached to it holding the said pot of ink that was victim to Altair's addle-minded action of leaving the top off. Flakes of black sprinkled across his tunic, forgotten in the attempt to calm the Dai down.
"You will buy me five pots of the finest India, in all the colors, with your own allowance, or I will never let you into my office again!" Malik was halfway done frothing, still glaring at Altair heatedly. The assassin chuckled, shaking his head.
"I will buy you what you wish. Just don't use th
Fulmine15 May 1466, SpringFulmine6 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Claudia hid her head under her pillow, brown tresses ruffled from constant tossing and turning.
Maria would have a fit in the morning with her daughter's hair, trying to brush and bind it back so it sat smooth against her head.
Poking her head out from under the pillow, she let out a soft yelp and hid again, thunder rumbling loudly in the sky, lightning flashing across her vision and illuminating the room she shared with little Petruccio.
She hated thunderstorms with a passion, was afraid of them to death.
She whined, a soft sound that was similar to a young pup and crawled out of bed, shuffling past her brother's bed as he himself slept soundly.
In a way, he was lucky. To be so young and not have any fears that required comfort.
Claudia opened the heavy wooden door on her own, grunting softly with the effort, grinning before jumping as the growling rumble of thunder met her ears again, sending her scurrying to her parents r
Hello There! (Thor x Loki x Reader) OneShot!You had a phone call today from your good friend Darcy. You and her went way back...all the way back to college in fact. She told you a lot about Jane and how her life became some freaky roller-coaster. But she didn't tell you any real details. Just men in uniform and one really sexy guy who talks funny. So today was the day you finally got to meet this “funny” guy. Who Jane was apparently with.Hello There! (Thor x Loki x Reader) OneShot!8 months ago in Humor More Like This
Driving up to the free spaces outside their home. You could already tell this day had to be better. The rain was poring down and living in London was kinda boring. The weather was all the same. And what “interesting” things that happened here. Happened every single day. So basically nothing interesting happens here...
The front door burst open and Darcy was already running over to you In big bunny slippers. You shook your head. Remembering how much of a silly-billy she could be at times. “Hey man! Hurry up my bunny slippers are getting wet!”
Tomahawks and Briefcases: Chapter 2Tomahawks and Briefcases: Chapter 22 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Connor walked out onto the back porch the next morning, glancing at Ellie’s house before sitting down on the steps. He tapped his foot. For some reason, he couldn’t keep still. He pulled at the collar of his t-shirt, wondering if he looked silly as he waited for Ellie to come out. She had said to meet her on the back porch, but she wasn’t there. Maybe she had been joking?
The sound of a door opening chased his fears away. He stood up as Ellie walked out, dressed similarly to yesterday.
She stretched, grinning at him. “Ready?”
He hopped over the fences, following her to the front. She took off at a steady pace down the sidewalk and Connor easily stayed beside her. Connor loved to exercise, but hadn’t regularly for the past month or so. It was making him feel a bit restless.
He looked around in curiosity as he followed her down the sidewalk. Connor was so anxious about meeting his father the other day that he hadn’t really gotten a good look arou