Credere e' VivereEzio knew he was going to miss. He knew that with certainty when he felt his shoulder give and staggered, gasping. His sword dropped from his hand as he clutched at the arrow half buried in his shoulder. He watched it all happen in slow motion, in utter disbelief. He'd not known the archers were anywhere near. Had had no inkling that there were archers at all. He gritted his teeth, fingers slick with blood, as he glared at the soldiers who moved closer weaving their weapons back and forth in menacing arcs.More Like This
The Assassin fought like a feral beast, winded or not, injured or not. He was a handful and that was no mistake. Estefano Reggio swore as his men died around him. The bastard was covered in blood and knives head to foot, seemingly pulling the shiny sleek blades out of thin air. If he'd not known better Estefano would have said the Assassin employed magic. But how magical was a man who stumbled and bled and gasped with every stroke? He was mortal. And this day of Christmas he would di
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You were only 8. You father went out saying he will go out and 'take care of some business'. Your mother passed away when you were like around the age of 2. No one was home...you were alone like always. No one can watch over you when your father was out. His friends are always at work, but you could easily survive without your father. You were used to staying alone. You knew how to cook and keep yourself entertained . You were playing with your dolls waiting for your father come home.
BAM! You jumped when you heard the noise. The noise sounded like a gun shot. The noise was close to your home. You heard yelling. It sounded more like men not women or other kids.SLAM!! You jumped again as you heard a door open to your home hard. You turned and saw your father. His eyes full of worry. He was full of blood, injuries, and brouzes. "Papa?! What's going on!?", you asked shaken. Your father ran to you and quickly picked you up. He ran to the entrance door and locke
Req. New Beginnings (Connor x Reader)You breathed out a sigh. Finally. The persistent woman left your stand.More Like This
You worked as a florist in Boston. You didn't have a shop. You were more like a a mobile florist, moving around Boston frequently, and sometimes even going to New York. Your flowers were considered the best since you planted and tended your own. Never used chemicals either.
"Ah, it seems like a good day?" A man smiled, hearing the jingle of coins in your coin pouch. You gave him a tired smile. He was a frequent customer, always buying flowers for his insationable wife.
"Yes, though I'm very tired." You yawned. He chuckled.
"Usual?" You sighed, pointing at a few daisies and roses. He smiled.
"Yes. Here you go." He said, handing you the money. You grinned and handed him the flowers. He smelled them and sighed contently.
"No wonder why she loves them. Thanks again!" He cheered, heading down the street. You chuckled and waved good bye.
You hummed and you packed up your things, making sure you placed everything in your
Req. Love Can Last Forever? (Haytham x Reader)"Excuse me. Do you know this man? Or seen him before? He was seen running on rooftops." A redcoat rudely asked, knocking over your bag of food. You glared, but answered. Not in a nice way, either.More Like This
"No! I've never seen this man in my entire life!" You hissed, bending down to retrieve your things. You grumbled in annoyance as you stared at his shoes. You stood up again, only to meet his ridiculous face.
"Alright lady. Sorry to bother you." He huffed, turned around swiftly and walking away, asking another person. You rolled your eyes. They were easy to annoy. So were you...
"Why would you get in trouble for running on rooftops? I wouldn't mess with them. They have to pretty brave and string to get up there." You muttered, walking along the path to your small home.
To give it some detail, you lived in Boston, near the countywide of the area. It didn't have many stores for clothing, so you had to travel all the way to central Boston to get some cloth and supplies. You had a smal
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"No problem; I can totally do this," you muttered to yourself through muffled fabric. You shifted your weight hesitantly, however nevertheless stepped forward toward the edge of the stone crevice. You felt your heartbeat jolt, and mentally slapped yourself for being so cowardly. Sure, you were great at combat fighting, blackmailing, and slipping and blending through crowds.
Clearly you were not showing much faith in doing the Leap of Faith. Balling up your fists, you glanced nervously at your mentor, for any signs of encouragement. He roughly nodded, though the full assassin next to him rolled his eyes. You could easily read his lips; "Novices."
You grimaced at this, though in the corner of your eyes, your friend gave you a somewhat comforted smirk.
"Altaļr!" you hissed, nervously. "Why don't you go first?" You would've asked Malik first, but before you could, he had already bravely leaped from the ledge.
You knew those two since the day
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-Hi again my lovelies~ this idea came to me today as I was beginning to notice something in the cutscenes: Connor's pants looked WAY too small! Not that I don't mind the view of his junk *shot* but they look super tight! D: look it up yourselves if you don't believe me! Just do it: google Connor's crotch xD
*Disclaimer: I do not own Assassin's Creed III, the characters, or the reader! All rights belong to Ubisoft!*
"I believe this is a clue to where the deer may have gone." Once again, you found yourself looking for a frightened Mule Deer that had run of somewhere, leaving you and your partner with little clues to follow.
It seemed like just yesterday that you had met the prodigy Connor Kenway during your adventures in the cobblestone streets of Boston as a child, Connor being slightly older at the time. You remembered how his wide, chocolate eyes soaked up the city like an absorbent sponge, his very peculiar attire catching the eye of everyone else. Once you saw his o
Mine (Connor x Reader) Part 9Your eyes widened. These days just become weirder and weirder....More Like This
"A-ah...I'll just leave you two alone..." Achilles smirked. Your eyes were already the size of moons.
Connor released you and coughed awkwardly.
"Erhm...I needed you to be silent." He coughed awkwardly, watching Achilles walk away. You rolled your eyes and huffed.
"He found us anyway though." You muttered. Not that you didn't like the kiss, you were just surprised.
Connor bit his lip. You mentally groaned at how cute it was.
"Well... We had a better chance of escaping!" He mumbled. You rolled your eyes and smacked him gently. Well. Not very gently. A smack rang around the forest and silence filled the area.
His face was tilted right; the direction you smacked him. His face was blank, void of emotion. A pink outline of a hand lined his tan skin.
"Pervert." You snickered jokingly, walking away, leaving him there. He stood there for quite a while. He grasped his check.
"Worth it." He sighed.
"Oi! Ah! Connor!" A