EzioxReader: I Thought You Were DeadI Thought You were DeadMore Like This
An Assassin’s Creed Brotherhood Reader Insert Flash Fiction
Pairing: Ezio x Modern!Wife!Reader
Warnings: descriptions of violence, sensitive topics.
You sat in a chair beside the bed, both of your hands still dwarfed by one of your husband's as you held one of his. Ezio laid there on the bed, still unconscious, his chest wrapped in bandages. The flicker of a candle on a nearby table was the only sound in the room besides the footsteps of the woman whose house the two of you were in. The scent of the burning wick drifted through the air of the rustic cottage, the frail light adding a whimper of warmth to the russet wooden amenities of the dwelling.
On the nearby table was another object besides the candle: it was a mask, shaped to look like the face of a blue dragon, with long tapering whiskers fluttering from the edges. You had used it to hide your face from the sight of everyone. Including the people you loved.
A part of you still couldn’t
EzioxReader: A Sparrow's LamentA Sparrow’s LamentMore Like This
An Attempted Continuation of “I Thought You Were Dead” –Flash Fiction
Fandom: Assassin’s Creed Brotherhood
Please note that there are no actual sparrows in this story. D:
I do like faves a lot but I’ve come to like Comments more because I don’t get them very often.
The sudden sound of Ezio’s voice almost made you freeze, the dragon mask now just centimeters from your face. But, then you noticed he wasn’t looking in your direction at all. In fact, he was facing entirely away from you, his eyes still closed. Was he simply asleep now, in some sort of mental limbo before coming out of his coma?
Thinking perhaps he had not noticed you, you finally secured the mask to your face, and attempted to divert a possible confrontation. You quickly stood up and bowed graciously to the woman whose cottage you had stayed in overnight and left, trying to make distance for yourself. You w