It has been a little whileHey everyone,
It’s ah...been a little time, well it feels like a long time since I’ve been on DA, but that is probably just me. As a few of your may know, I have been in the middle of moving house. So that has obviously been the reason for my lack of activity, anyway I’m back now. Though I am obviously still busy due to the rather crazy move, I will try and work on the requests I need to finish/start, and also upload a little something soon. And of course I will be doing my best to get back to everyone’s messages and such as soon as time allows.
In truth I am feeling very homesick and so getting requests done is a little tricky as I am just not feeling in the mood , but I will try.
I do hope you are all keeping well.
I have missed you guys!
Haytham x Reader: Nobody can...Haytham x Reader: Nobody can...
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
Charles Lee x Reader, A Snowy Night.Charles Lee x Reader, A Snowy Night.
Charles made his way out from the Green Dragon, the cold night air was such a contrast after being by a roaring fire. He took a deep breath of the calm winter air, the street was quiet, asides the noise that spilled from the tavern behind him. The man walked along the snow-covered street, little ice crystals breaking underfoot, as the fluffy snow crunched down into crisp ice. In the vast, dark sky hung a few distant stars, accompanied by a full moon, which sent its silver glow down lighting up the winter night, it made the snow glitter and icicles glimmer, its shimmering glow too illuminated the mans pale blue eyes. He turned trudging along the familiar streets of Boston, the crunching and crushing of snow beneath his boots was practically the only noise in the freezing night. His own house had just come into view as a few fresh flakes began twirling down from the sky, dancing and drifting about, before landing upon the powdery white ground. Charles
Connor x Reader MistletoeConnor x Reader; Mistletoe
You sighed looking out of the window at the now dark sky, then returning your eyes to the glowing fire, it crackled excitedly as Achilles added more logs. "I hoped he would be back by now." You sighed.
He looked to you. "I'm sure he'll be back soon, (y/n)." He reassured.
"I hope so." You murmured,
Achilles sipped his tea. "When he is back, will you tell him?"
You looked at him, eyes wide, nearly chocking on the mince pie you had just started to eat. "No!" You exclaimed still with a mouthful of pie. If he thought you would just tell Connor how you felt about him, he really was crazy!
Raising an eyebrow, he just muttered. "Kids."
"I'm not a kid." You pointed out.
He simply said no more, sipping his tea watching the flames consume the logs.
You got up, collecting the supper dishes. "I'll go wash up." You said with a smile, walking out. You headed for the kitchen and began washing the few dishes, wishing more than anything that Connor would be back by now,
Kadar x Reader: Why do you always follow me?Kadar x reader.
(y/n) your name
(y/l) your length
(y/c) your colour
You walked out of the assassins library towards the training ring, when Rauf approached you. "(y/n), it seems that some of our novices do not fully understand how a master wields a blade, perhaps you could demonstrate?" He asked.
"Sure, pass me a practice blade." You said, jumping into the training ring. He passed you the blade. You smirked slightly at the novices, all lined up in their grey robes, gawking at you in complete awe. "Now novices, listen to me carefully, as I will not repeat myself. Am I clear?" You asked, your voice firm with dominance. They nodded, continuing to look at you impressed. You may have only been a women, but you were a master assassin, your skill was equal to Altair, what he outdid you in, was brute strength, but you could easily dance around that with your skill, speed and agility. You began to explain to the little whelps the true art of using a blade, working with it, the blade
Altair x Reader: Just Tell Her (PART TWO.)Altair x reader: Just tell her (Part Two)
You awoke the next morning, feeling well rested and energetic to start a new day. After dressing in your assassins robes, you headed out of the room. You found Altair sitting talking with Malik. They were both eating bowls of berries, well Altair was more picking each berry up, squeezing its juices out, then putting it back. Maybe that was a new way to manage his anger, you thought smugly. They both fell silent as you entered the room. "Morning you two."
"Morning (Y/N), I trust you slept well?" Malik said.
"Yes thanks Malik. Morning Altair." Altair just nodded at you. "Well someone's talkative." You said, rolling your eyes.
"Ahhh, (Y/N), Altair has something he wanted to tell you...." Malik looked at Altair and elbowed him. "Altair."
Altair stood up and strode towards you. "(Y/N), I..umm...I, well, you see....I've...I..." He began fidgeting awkwardly. "I, ugh...I maybelikeyouinmorethanafriendway." He blurted out, something that you couldn't rea
Ezio x reader: A Friends Comfort.I would recommend listening to this while reading, its what I wrote it too. 'Que the sad dramatic music'
Ezio x reader: A friends comfort.
You were sitting on your favourite rooftop in all of Florence. You sighed as you stared at the beautiful night sky. Recent events had caused you much sadness. Ezio's father and brothers had been hung. And now Ezio, your best friend was missing. He was obviously hiding, maybe he had even left the city. Not that you blamed him. The guards wanted to arrest him as well, they nearly succeeded at the hanging. You were so relived Ezio had not been caught. But there were many questions swimming around in your mind; what if he gets caught? What if he has been caught and you don't know? Has he left the city all ready? Would you ever see him again? These thought were interrupted by the sound of somebody walking behind you.
"(Y/N)" Ezio's voice called out.
"Ezio?" You spun around to see your dearest friend standing beh