Pronunciation - Connor Kenway x Reader by MoonlightHope28, literature
Literature
Pronunciation - Connor Kenway x Reader
You’d been living on the Homestead for nearly a year and you had to admit, it was better than anything you’d ever dreamed of. The small community was enough to create a real atmosphere and a sense of togetherness, and with your job working as a barmaid in the tavern it allowed you to get to know the locals as soon as they arrived. You only ended up in the Homestead after being kicked from your job as a barmaid and home in the middle of New York; it was pure luck that Connor had been passing by when he saw your bags being thrown from the tavern window by your mother because you refused to marry a man you didn’t love, followed
Altair x reader
"Oh Altair..." She sighed as she hid from sight behind one of the many bookshelves of the library.
"If only you knew..."
A man was what he was, he would not fall so easily. As for her, she was just an underling, a friend from the past, left behind his wing. She knew well of her feelings for him and how they wouldn't change nor how she could end up someday waking up to his side and have him call her "love".
They once were good friends, that is until he became Master Assassin. He then became a little distant, saying he was "busy".
She pushed those thoughts away and left the library as she held onto her book tightly, making
Ezio x Reader. Birthday wishes. by PandaNotes, literature
Literature
Ezio x Reader. Birthday wishes.
(Y/N) You're Name
(Y/L/N) You're last name.
(E/C) Eye Colour
(H/C) Hair Colour
Birthday Wishes
You were sitting in front of the TV, with a bowl of you're favourite sweets. Though this was not you're typical healthy breakfast, it was you're birthday so you really didn't care. As you parents were out of town you couldn't visit their house. So you would be spending you're birthday alone. After all you had no friends or other family to spend it with. You were a little disappointed to find you're parents had not even sent you a birthday card or called to talk to you. But you tried not to let that get to you. The morning passed slowly with yo
Some Assassins Creed thing by The-Orange-Gazette, literature
Literature
Some Assassins Creed thing
This is hopeless.
Utterly and completely hopeless.
Why some of you may ask?
This girl was utterly useless at playing these types of games. Platforms that require tricky work and some button mashing in order to work caused plenty of controllers to either jam, break, or be thrown at nearby walls. Groans of frustration would erupt and parents would stay away due to the threat of being hissed at if they gave the girl directions to a safe point. Older brothers would laugh and dodge any sort of punch the shorter person gave them. The girl, however, didn't like this. Not one bit.
Her mouth was quirked in concentration. Brows furrowed