#assassin's

[abbyisdeadomg]

Malik :3

[georgeioa]

Rayla

By

Kodabomb

[multiemuse]

Shadows and play

{tw; Knife, Death, Assassin. Blood. Normal 'Howey' shit.}

“Hey dead guy, got some phosphate?”

Eyeing the corner of his dad's lab. The man said nothing, not yet at least. Looking as though he was going through some stuff now Nole kept still. Ears perked, shadows flicker, his eyes narrowed, the air shifted, his eyes slowly scanned the alchemist supplies, searching for their reflections. Ah, there, in the green colored rounded beaker.

Two.

He softly tapped, moving his fingers like they were looking for piano keys.”Ya sure have balls. Coming to the mad man's lair .” He mused, shifting from the stool he used his left foot, tucking it under the table. Turning to them he took out his hunting knife, tossing it back and forth from his left hand to his right.

Giving a murderous look, intent to have fun with this. Seeing the second man finally step from the sludge of shadows Nole tilted his head back, eyes narrowing as he looked down his nose at them. His eyes gleamed with madness, he shook with excitement, his body clearly showing his happiness.

The two were cloaked and shadowed, this did not mean shit to Nole, they had daggers out and he will match this. He was not going to go down without a fight to say the least- No, he had shit to get to first, before he'd die. The grip on his knife tightened, his shadows squirm with delight.

The first man stepped forward, only an inch, his body slightly low ready to lunge at the elf before him, the cold brown hues scanned the body, a hidden brow raised as he muttered coldly to the elf before him.”Is that a boner?” Clearly, this man was fucked in the head.

Nole blinked, glancing down as he moved his hips forward just a bit, snickering.”Yes, I'm just so happy to see you! And you, my love, I'll deal with you later.” Clearly speaking to himself down below, seeming proud he returned his gaze back to the brown eyed man before him seeing him shift. ‘Let the games begin.’

The assistant was still working on what needed to be done. Clearly unfazed by this commotion, or rather used to this. He was still compiling the small amount of magnesium and sulfate he needed to measure and scale out for one of Nole's bombs they were working on as of late.

The intruders stopped twiddling their thumbs, making their moves only to be stopped in their tracks, both glanced down, trindles of shadows gripped their legs, hearing small booted footsteps they exchanged glances, the first man twisted the dagger in his hand thrusting it outward, stabbing Nole in the shoulder.

Nole didn't move, he only smiled as the pain surged through his body, the shadows wrapping around his ‘guests’ , the hunting knife kept to his left hand and raised. The shadows lifted the first man, Nole dropped down some, his glowing eyes seemed blurred like a glowstick being waved at a rave, twisting the knife so his right hand formed it's palm to the hilt he thrusted with momentum slamming himself against the mans body into the wall, turning it till he heard a crunch, seeing the neck no longer pulse with breath.

Pulling the knife from the man's torso he shifted, the grains of sand beneath his boots crunched, hunched he looked at the second, his shadows slowly faded and the man twisted his own knife thrusting it to Nole's face, tilting to the right it grazed near his eye. This only made him grin.

Dropping again, if people saw they would mistake his movements for a rogue of sorts, shifting his grip again he stepped with both hands on the hilt thrusting it through the man's jaw, passing the skin to the thin part of his skull piercing deeply. He didn't let go of the knife, even when the body went limp, the mouth opened and closed as he tried to wiggle the knife out

The mouth opened, the tongue stuck out.”Fuck… that touched my knife!” He appeared grossed out at this, placing his boot on the man's chest he twisted and wiggled the knife loose, his lips curled looking like a cat that just smelt something horrid. He took an oil stained cloth out of his pocket, wiping the blade clean, just now noticing blood dripping from his own body, his vision on his right blurred and burned some. Blood got in it. He wiped at it wincing.

“HEY DEAD GUY.” Glancing to the man, groaning, he kicked the bodies as if to exact revenge on the dead.”Damn, I hate having to patch myself.” He turned, walking away leaving bloody boot prints now, he continued to clean his knife he loved this thing. He paused, eyes narrowed and he put it close to his face, squinting more.”Ah man! I broke the tip!”

He groaned, he sheathed the knife his look as if he was more pained about this than his wounds. His shoulder hurts like a bitch, the knife was still in it. He pulled it out slowly and hissed through his teeth. The scientist finally moved from his post, making slow strides.

" 'Howey' you look like shit." The man's voice was low and raspy, like he had smoked for decades and it was seeping from him.

"No, I look hot as shit." He snickers, gripping his pack of smokes from his pants pocket. Taking one out he laid it between his lips." I'ma head to the bay for a bit. Haggle there for more supplies." He brought up a bunsen burner nearly toppling the beakers around it as he lit his smoke.

With it lit he turned it upright and set it back on the table, he would leave the mess to the scientist and his hobgoblin to clean. Shifting he made his way out of the room and home of his father's, once outside he cringed, teeth pressed into the filter as the smog of the environment here hit him like a muggy weather heat that sticks and stinks.

As a car came speeding by, the puddles around were close, shadows quickly sheltered Nole, he shifted and the boots made a squeak, a dagger was thrown at the speeding car's tire. A pop was heard, sparks started flying as the vehicle now fishtailed, screams were heard as Nole walked away, he needed to get back to the booty bay for a bit.

The car curved and started to roll, the impact hit a nearby tinker shop, a fire started, a boom was heard, Nole paid no mind, he was calculating in his head, he had met a troll from a pirate crew, talked shop. He needed to check shipments from Clinks shop in the bay. He needed more magnesium. He hated the prices here. Pure madness.

As people panicked and screamed trying to get out of range of the now raging fire, it exploded here and there, engulfing the vehicle that had started this all.”Hu… “ he spoke to himself, his shadows really. His mismatched eyes flicker with excitement as his small grin slowly became wild, he was still hot and heavy from the assassin attempt.

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[dndtreasury]

Twilight Phantom (Set) by Dragons & Stories

[satinelabelle]

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#assassins #assassinsmusical

[catyo90]

Assassin's Creed Men caring for a sick S/O. 2/3

Shay Cormac ❄️

-Shay will not leave your side for any reason. And I mean any. Even if it will inconvenience Haytham or the others.

-Only when your asleep will he leave but even then he makes sure to come back quickly

-this man will cook you a hearty warm meal that you swear could heal anything.

-the cold doesn't bother him all that much so when he sees you shiver he immediately tries to warm up the room even to the lengths of finding any wind coming inside.

-when you need medicine he always tries to help you as he knows it's not easy to take.

-If you hear any arguments between him and Haytham, let's just say Haytham is annoyed and the sight of Shay being pissed makes you realize he refused a mission to stay by your side

-He is a huge cuddler, he always tries to be the big spoon as he tries to warm you up.

-Some mornings when he has been out late you will wake to find his sleeping form hunched over the bed with your hand in his

Haytham Kenway ➕

- So at first he keeps his distance, thinking it best for you to rest on your own. However this changes immediately when he finds you on the floor burning with a fever

- He will send other Templars out on missions when he can but there are matters he must see to personally.

- When he returns he brings you sweets from any good shops he can find, even some from his trades across the seas

- On cold nights he will lay his cape over you in an attempt to help with the chilled air.

- On days when he is able to focus on you entirely he will sit beside you and tell you stories of his family and other adventures.

- Those nights though when he has much to do you will find him at your desk finishing up some letters. He will sometimes catch you glancing at him which makes him smile to himself as he will hold your hand to try and help you sleep.

- When sleep starts to claim you, before your lost in dreams you always feel a small light kiss on your head as he will blow up the lights and let you sleep.

- In the morning he will bring you breakfast and tea. He will bring a smaller serving for himself so he can eat with you and enjoy being beside you.

Arno Victor Dorian 🍷

-Arno like Ezio will treat you like royalty, even if you tell him not too. He can't help himself. Every hour he checks on you and ensures your comfortable.

-He will bring all your meals and even some special treats just for you. He'll leave you to yourself to enjoy the meal while he overlooks some papers and letters.

- He absolutely hates leaving you at home by yourself when he has to leave for a mission, but even though he wants to stay at your side. You always tell him he has to. Only then does he leave, however not before giving you a quick kiss and a smirk.

- When he returns he immediately tells everyone to basically clear off from him so he can reassure himself that your okay.

- On days when he has time to rest, he will stay all day in bed with you and hold you close whispering sweet words to you.

- Some days when your deep in sleep he will bring you flowers and place them in a small vase by your bed, and when you awake you can't help but smile at the gesture as it's always different kinds.

- Sometimes at night he will even read to you poems or more likely to take you outside on the roof to enjoy the air when all is quiet.

- When your able to walk around more he will walk with you in the gardens and completely lose himself as you and him talk for hours.

Jacob Frye 🎩

- Now Jacob really gets worried for you, there are many diseases that plague London and in truth he is terrified of losing you, but he never lets on. He doesn't want you to worry.

- He knows bringing you to the train where all his operations and work is done is not good for you, so he will visit you at home whenever he gets the chance.

- At night he always comes though the window, careful not to wake anyone. He knows you enjoy his surprise visits and he can't help but enjoy breaking some rules.

- When he stays the night he will climb into bed with you and hold you from behind as he knows you enjoy the feeling of been held that way making you feel safe and warm.

- During the day he luckily sometimes is able to visit, that is when he can convince his sister to take over for him on a mission. Much to her annoyance but she does it anyway

- However on mission when it's absolutely necessary for him to go he will drop in for a quick visit, he'll ask how you are , if you need anything, what you want. Anything so he can make you feel better.

- He isn't the best chief in the world and sadly asks for his sister or Henry to cook you a meal. Everytime its taste better and better much to his pleasure. Seeing you smile makes him feel a bit better after not being able to see you.

- Once you are feeling better and able he will take you to the Opera house, luckily his connections allow the two of you a private box with an excellent view for a night you both enjoy together

Assassin's Creed Men caring for sick S/O. 1/3

Altair Ibn-La-Ahad✨ Always checks on you first thing in the morning, no matter what he needs to finish or any urgent missions he will ensure