Mercer Frey x Reader ~ Don't Skimp On The Wine“(y/n)!” Mercer snapped walking into the flagon. You looked up from your wine with a small frown, your lips pursed in slight frustration. “Come with me, now.” Before you even responded he was striding back towards the cistern. “You better go and see what it is he wants, lass.” Brynjolf advised. “Perhaps.” You agreed, taking one more sip of wine before following Mercer. He was silent as he lead you towards his desk, making your heart pound slightly as to what he could possibly need from you so badly at this time. Your eyes scanned the cistern, it was empty, everyone seemed to be enjoying a drink in the flagon asides you, upon a second glance you did notice Cynric and Rune were still here, lurking on a small table, Rune appreciating a good mead while Cynric sat oiling his dagger.When Mercer finally stopped behind his desk you raised your eyebrows in question, but to your immediate annoyance he only stood there, making you wait.
Altair x Reader ~Young Hearts ~ Chapter 5“Follow me then, and stay low and out of sight.” Yazan instructed in a quiet tone.You only gave a nod in reply, following him closely. The sound of your boots grazing the stone mingled with your breathing was the only noise in these quiet hours of darkness. The cool night air brushed you softly as you jumped to the next roof, landing with a soft thud that made you hold your breath, no guards had become alert to your presence, yet. You moved stealthily across this roof, finally making a jump for Abaan al-Bahri’s home, landing just so you were gripping the edge of the roof in the shadowy night, your forms moulded with the wall. You began to use your hands to move around the roofs, gripping tightly to the edge as you followed Yazan, your right hand followed by the left in a rhythmic pattern as you went. Upon reaching the back of the building, Yazan pulled himself up and you followed, promptly ducking behind one of the fine rooftop gardens. Yazan nodded to the two guards
Altair x Reader ~ Young Hearts ~ Chapter 3Your eyes snapped open. “Good news you two…” The bureau master was saying, you squinted, it was still dark in the room, the reaching flames of some candles making the shadows retreat and loom over you. “….it has worked, apparently Abaan al-Bahri is coming by the construction sight at first light, get up, you need to be there!” He hurriedly ushered you to get up, practically strapping your weapons on for you. You felt disappointed that your dream had not been reality, but with rushing to get sorted out you had little time to think on it.“There.” Yazan said, pulling his boots on.“Good, good, now be on your way.” He said, encouraging you out.You clambered onto the roof looking at Yazan. “To the Souk al-Silaah then.” He said.You nodded, still feeling slightly tired. The sky was a lightening blue, littered with only a few stars and the moon, which still hung in the far distance. Forcing your legs into a jog behind h
Ezio x Reader ~ Colours Of HomeEzio x Reader ~ Colours Of Home"It's beautiful, no?" Ezio murmured against your ear, his hot breath fanning down your somewhat exposed neck."From up here it is!" You agreed half-heartedly, looking down to the cluttered streets of Venice.The Italian smirked and folded his arms. "Hm, if I had my way, you'd wear a beautiful lilac gown and we'd venture down together and dance the night away, with me twirling you around until you are too dizzy to stand, and then I'd carry you away to bed.""The crowds wouldn't suit me you know that, I prefer to watch, it's more like a glittering sea of colour from up here." You nodded at your own opinion. "Yes, like watching the ocean through stained-glass, exactly how each foaming wave would change to a different hue." You thought aloud. He smiled. "I suppose it is, bella. I hadn't thought of it in such a way, but then your beautiful mind always does see everything like that." He looked away.You tilted your head, smiling slightly, "And by 'like