Connor X Reader - Part Two by NerdsWhoLove, literature
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Connor X Reader - Part Two
Part Two: Promises
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You sigh as you feel yourself wake, seeing that the sun is peaking it way from the horizon. With a few encouraging words to yourself about waking up, you do it, hoisting yourself up and making your way to your bathroom. You use it, and check yourself in the mirror, seeing your hair was a mess and decide to wash yourself up. After that was done, you fix your hair into a small, messy bun and pull out an olive green dress, it nicely fitting your figure. You look in the mirror by your door and smile just before pulling on the boots you wore, rather than the normal high heels every other woman would wear. After you made your
Desmond Miles x Reader
You made sure to lead the way up the ramp, ever the ready for anything that might occur on arrival. You couldn’t know for certain if the warehouse was still safe. Any number of things could have happened. Abstergo could have followed Lucy or worse… she could have defected and gave them the location. You always assumed people were traitors. You, yourself, were a traitor. To the Templars anyway.
You stopped at the end of the ramp and looked over your shoulder at Desmond. He was following at his own pace, deliberately slow, making sure each step was precise. You released a slow breath, steadying your tone so i
Ezio Auditore x Reader
You held your head high, summoned every ounce of courage as you looked out over the roaring crowd of peasants and beggars. They shouted for your death, called out for it as if you had been the monster that stalked them in the night. If only they knew the truth. If only they understood that you had in fact once fought for them against their tyrannical leaders, those who truly oppressed them. If only they could have seen the taut strings that had pulled every event leading up into that moment.
But all they saw was your infamy.
You straightened your spine and lifted your eyes from the crowd to the cluttered buildings, the
ChoicesShay Cormac x Reader
During the night you kept waking, the creak of wood or the stomp of a foot outside would jostle you from a faint dream. You slowly moved closer to him each time you woke, relishing in the warmth that he provided against the cold draft in the room. It was still dark out, the window across the room providing you the barest of glimpses. It was a softening darkness, though, the approach of dawn almost soothing what fears you held.
You stared at Shay's face, memorizing the curves and bends of his profile. Shay shifted in his sleep, chest rising from a sharp breath. You curled against him and pressed your cheek into the
Jacob Frye x Reader
You posted yourself on the northern side of Southwark and waited with vigilant anticipation. The sun had set long ago, taking with it what little heat it had bothered to provide on the cloudy afternoon. A sea of endless gray covered the skies, blocking out any signs of a moon and stars. The air smelled of musky smog and damp earth, a bitter note that clung to your senses.
You had been sitting in the cold for what felt like an eternity, the autumn air settling down into the center of your bones. Autumn was a strangely beautiful season, making death look like an art, bursting the landscape in orange and red hues.
You listen
Desmond Miles x Reader
You hurried to the rendezvous point, your hands clenched tight until you thought the bones might crack beneath the pressure. Everything had gone as planned but you just needed to see everyone before you could relax. You had to know that Shaun and Rebecca made it safely to the location to evacuate. Most importantly, you needed to see Desmond. You needed to see him with your own eyes and confirm that his mission succeeded.
But when you reached the spot, the van’s back doors were open wide with Shaun and Rebecca waiting… Your heart sunk. You dug your nails into your palm and marched towards them. “Where&