I Can Defend Myself

Indie Assassin's Creed OC.

[loyalrebellixn]

idk why u people are still here but i’m revising this account over here

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[loyalrebellixn]

maestrx:

                 “I’m mildly offended, signora. You’re                              N O T  cutting my hair.”

   ❝ But you look so much nicer with it cut.        Please let me cut it. ❞

[maestrodartea]

❝ Your hair got gross since I've been gone. Cut it. ❞

               “First of all, you were gone for ages.                         You don’t get to tell me what to                         do. Second of all, I like it. So no.”

[loyalrebellixn]

   ❝ I had w o r k  to do, ser Da Vinci.         Don’t give me sass.          Let me just cut it for you. ❞

[loyalrebellixn]

Yo guess who’s back.

   I’ve been gone for so long.

     But I don’t even care man.

      Loves to all you guys.

[waveringhumanity-moved-blog-dea]

                                      there is no hope— for any of us.

[brucee-waynee]

Nipple Chilllin. [x]

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➴

( meme )

 ————; ” Uh, I think I need to go to the

             Emergency Room…. “

[loyalrebellixn]

                                     ❝ What in the hell did you do, Mia...?  Please tell                                       me that isn't all your's. ❞

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Continued (closed rp with francescabarbosa)

[hearts-frozen-inhell--end-blog]

  Kyon turned around looking at the older woman “What.. What do you  mean?” She asked, wanting to make sure before to answer, ‘She doesn’t mean..  me to live with her does she?’ Kyon asked herself. Of course she enjoyed the woman, but she loved her sister more, she would never be able to leave her sister, her sister watched after her since she was a new  born, and here she is now 23. She couldn’t part from her sister, she couldn’t leave her sister alone.

[loyalrebellixn]

                                    ❝ I mean to visit. ❞

◤    The hesitation in the other's voice made it known that her words were taken the wrong way. Exactly what her words were perceived as were a mystery, though. She was no mind reader, but she could read the emotion in her voice. It didn't take much to.  ◢

                                   ❝ I don't have many visitors. In fact, I                                    spend most of my time out of the house.                                    Having a casual visit in my house would                                    mean a lot to me. ❞

[nonestpax]

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[nonestpax]

  Ezio chuckled again, softer now, leaning back on one hand while the other brushed that same thumb across the very edge of her brow, tracing the line where her flesh ended and her hair began, rustling quietly against the calloused pad of his finger.  He looked out at the skyline of Roma, tracing its edge with his eyes as far as it would go, and then beyond.

Then he turned his gaze down again, and smiled.  ”Bau bau.”

[loyalrebellixn]

                                      ❝ Bau Bau. ❞

◤    Green eyes looked down at him, face trying to hide the amusement but ultimately failed in  the end. Her torso bounced at the soft chuckles and her mouth broke in a grin. 

        When was the last time she laughed and  joked like this?

       She couldn't remember. There times, with  strangers, but they were never as enjoyable as this. ◢

                                     ❝ Would the little dog like a treat? ❞

[ilmaestroauditore-blog]

"I didn’t kill anybody."

——————-; “I don’t believe you even for a moment…”

[loyalrebellixn]

                                     ❝ I'm offended. ❞

◤      That probably would have been more convincing if she didn't have blood stained clothing.◢

[intimaxlacero]

Today's Her Birthday|Open Thread

[intimaxlacero]

  ❧❃❧ Cristina’s eyes glanced down, her smile growing as the kiss was soft, but genuine as she longed for her best friend at her side. No one Cristina knew was as trustworthy as her. Other than Ezio, Francesca and Cristina’s bond over the years grew and grew. You could say they were sisters, almost uncanny but opposite in personality. The memories rolling into her mind, she giggled.

❝ Sorella, I wouldn’t let a man touch me without my stern words not stinging them in the first place… But one… he touched my heart… In so many more ways than one…❞

[loyalrebellixn]

                                      ❝ More ways? ❞

◤     No matter how hard Francesca would try to act mature, that facade would come crumbling down. It was never hard to bring the maturity down. One little word, or gesture, would cause her to chuckle and have a fit. 

     It was really becoming a problem that she needed to fix.◢

                                       ❝ Well     Ezio is a lucky man to have so                                            much respect from me. Any other, I would                                            have his tongue and whatever else that hangs. ❞

[ilmaestroauditore-blog]

The Coop / Il Maestro / Hideout

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          “I do need to worry. I —…” 

    A deep breath was taken and exhaled,     his lips pursed.

                                         Calm yourself, Luther.

        “I’m sorry. It’s just that when you tend to          these plants all day, you grow a little…          attached to them. I’m sure they’ll be taken          care of. Thank you.”

[loyalrebellixn]

                                     ❝ Let's make a deal, dear. You can come to check                                          on Ysabelle whenever you please. I'm sure she                                          would love the company. ❞

◤     She looked down at the plant, fingers tapping lightly against the pot that held it. A person so attached to a plant of all things seemed odd; certainly something she hadn't been exposed to much. But she couldn't completely feel the emotion to a plant odd. She had her own interests, ones that she had been told time and time before, were odd.◢

                                       ❝ Would you like to come with me as I give this to                                             her? ❞

[thedancerpuppet-deactivated2017]

Şuradaki Hunger Games. | via Tumblr: We Heart It

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  {He smiled and reached down to hold her hand, bring it up to his mouth so he could kiss her knuckles. He was a little ashamed to admit how long he had been longing to hear that.}

"I love you too… We’ll be good cat parents, cats need a loving mom and dad.”

[loyalrebellixn]

   ❝ Of course. We'll raise him right, and he'll       grow up to be a real gentle man. ❞

(     She could feel a grin pulling it self along her       teeth, growing wide as she chuckled deeply.       Growing up she had always wanted children,       the only problem was how. To find a good man       was hard and she had always hated the idea of       love in that form. But sitting there now she was       contraindicating that belief. She had found a       good man to love and have a kid with, even if       said kid was a cat.     )

[loyalrebellixn]

➥ Francesca Barbosa Moodboard

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Ashes to Ashes || Silent Hill AU

For once, the subway’s train wasn’t overly crowded. Connor felt as if he could breath just a bit easier with the lack of human bodies closing in around him. It’s not the Irishman was anti-social or something stupid shit like that. He was simply over protective. As luck would have it- for now but he will be scoffing at such a notion soon enough- seats were open along a side bench. Just enough room for the twins to sit side by side as always. He took the spot beside a woman as the map he had managed to snag from a rack within the station was pulled from the inside pocket of his coat.

As usually it was another major city, another job to be done. Just another normal mission of the MacManus brothers delivering their own style of justice by littering a room full of men’s bodies with bullets. They’ve been at it long enough that at times the street names blend together. Buildings start to appear just a bit too similar. Despite his brain that seemed to be designed for memorizing and mapping things out he too had a few issues with directions. Now was one of those times.

“Faighimid ansin- beidh muid ag ach go leor ama chun regroup agus an post a dhéanamh.” He adjusted in his seat to retrieve his rather beat up cell phone from his back pocket while he mentioned the beginning of their plan to his brother. There was a pause before he continued on, a strange sense washing over him from his words. We get there, The tone wasn’t laced with his usual certainty. It was almost like some sort of ominous unwitting premonition. 

Maybe he should have paid better attention to the instincts that have guided him his whole life…maybe in the end it wouldn’t have been of any use regardless. “Excuse me,” he began turning his attention away from Murphy to the woman next to him. “I jus’ wan’ ta make sure we’re goin’ ta righ’ way—” And there he goes, scoffing at just his fucking luck when the map was raised and finger extended to point to his route and the lights flickered. The train jerking and trembling on the rails it sped down. 

It was eerily dark, so black it made his ears ring. His head spun and he reached out to feel for his brother’s form. Hand slipping through the air he his the worn out fabric of the dismally padded bench, Of course the panic rose within, flooded his veins and it more once his vision came back. There was no one left but him and a woman whom he didn’t even fucking know the name of. Shuddering an exhale his eyes flicked to view outside the window. A substance drifted down and gathered on the ground. The only light source was a dim flickering bulb and what was peering through from a top of a stair case. Walls of their metal confinements were bleeding with grime. “Murph?” He called out sternly, hues shifting to the woman as he stood.

A large weapon was taken from it’s housing holstered at his side that had been hidden beneath the thick black fabric of his coat. What was feathering to the ground appeared to be ash and this was far from where they were just a moment ago. With the slide of his Desert Eagle being pulled back he questioned her, “t’e fuck s’ goin’ on here?”

[loyalrebellixn]

(     The train ride was long and tedious as        always. Same seat, same people, same        smell, same everything. It made her think        of investing in a car, even though it would        be the same as well she could actually do        something about the smell. She would have        already gotten herself a car if she hadn't        been so engrossed in each and every book        she had that even driving would be too        troublesome. At least in a train she could read.

      Decisions, decision.

     She needed to learn how to stop being so      indecisive.    )

   ❝ Faighimid ansin- beidh muid ag ach go leor ama      chun regroup agus an post a dhéanamh. ❞

(      If there was one thing that could make a situation        less tedious, it was a new tongue. Her eyes shifted        ever so slightly to the pair next to her as she listened        to them speak.        Irish, was it?        Sounded like it. It got her interested, and for once        she was distracted from the book in her hands. She        tried to decipher their words, picking out every English        word she herd. She would have continued that all        night and miss her stop if she wasn't interrupted by        the conversation turning to her. Blue eyes now fully        shifted to the two men trained on her, and for  the        moment she was at a loss for words.     )

   ❝ I don't    ❞

(     And like that, the light went out almost as soon as       she opened her mouth. The shock from it lasted       well throughout the time of the darkness and caused       her to freeze. She hadn't even realized the lights       flickering back on, dimmer than before. Everyone       seemed to be gone now, only the Irish man who spoke       to her and herself there. His brother seemed to have       disappeared with the rest of the small mess of people.

    After a few moments passed of silence, them both     looking around, her eyes trained back to the man's     when he spoke to her again.     )

   ❝ My guess is as good as your's. ❞