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Family Matters ~ Ezio Ezio gently held your hand and smiled at you. You gave a soft smile in return and a shaky breath, squeezing Ezio's hand. He rose his eyebrow and gave an entertained smirk. "Are you nervous amore?" he chuckled, you rolling your eyes in irritation. "Don't be stupid." you mumbled softly, turning your head away from him, causing Ezio to chuckle more as if this is a joke. Which it wasn't to you, but with his attitude it no doubt was. "You are being exactly that!" he laughed, you giving him a sharp look before pulling your hand away from his. "No, no, no (y/n) do not be upset. I am simply teasing!" he cooed, pulling you c

Midnight Romance ~ Your hands are tough, but they're where mine belong" You groaned and stretched, your body soar from bruises and nonstop, tough training. Everything ached. Everything. You rolled your neck a few times and rolled your shoulders, trying to ease yourself of this discomfort. You groaned in annoyance as your attempts to relieve yourself failed and you plopped down onto a large pile of pillows. You sighed and dropped your head back, only to raise your eyebrows in wonder. From your upside down vision you saw Altair on the set of pillows behind you, completely passed out, his face exhaustion itself. That's when you got the great

Levi stared down vacantly at the blank journal page sitting on the desk in front of him. It had been routine by this point that the Corporal would write down his feelings for you in poorly constructed love letters he’d hide away in his drawer. God, it was difficult to put into words just how strongly he felt for you. You were like some kind of demon who managed to snake your fingers into his mind and corrupt his thoughts. Not that he’d ever say that, he got the feeling you wouldn’t take being compared to a demon too kindly. It was so uncharacteristic of him to be fawning so much over someone – anyone – and of

Playing sports definitely was not your strong suit. You had just been tossing the ball back and forth between you and your sister, but somehow you still managed to injure yourself. When it was her turn to throw, she warned that she would be throwing it farther this time around, and so, to compensate for the distance, you ran backwards to try and catch the spherical object soaring through the sky. Unfortunately for you, you didn’t see the wall behind you and slammed right into it. Knocked one of your teeth right out of your mouth – it was painful. And bloody. You bled for hours, even though it had long since stopped by now you s

“Daddy, why are you so small?” “Because I gave your mother nine inches.” Levi and your youngest son, Aaron, had been doing the dishes in the kitchen whilst talking amongst themselves. You choked on your drink and put a hand over your mouth as you tried to swallow it back down. That old fuck of a husband of yours never did lose his smart mouth. You half-expected him to become more eloquent after the birth of your first child. Fuck, who were you kidding? “Levi” and “eloquent” never went in the same sentence unless there was an “is not” connecting them. “Levi,” you began

Levi loved hugs. You wouldn’t be able to tell that just by looking at him, or talking to him, or even knowing him. He’s very isolated. But it’s true, he loved hugs. He’s a hugger. He especially loved hugging you. You were far taller than he was, around four or five inches taller, you weren’t entirely sure, but you’d been dating a long while. People would always stare at the two of you as if you were some kind of freak pairing, and you’d think that you were. Being the taller person in the relationship you had made you feel awkward, especially considering he was a lot stronger than you. One time you

Whatever other humans were like, you weren’t like them. You knew that. You could do something none of them could do; you harnessed power no human should hold. For you could weave the world itself. You remember little of your earlier childhood years, but if there was one thing you were able to recall it was your mother. She was an exotic creature; she possessed a unique beauty that belonged to no human, a voice that echoed itself, and power that was out of reach of mere mortals. If the humans residing in the Walls ever knew such creatures existed, they would surely wreak havoc out of fear of the unknown. You didn’t know what man

The manor groaned with age, floorboards were fractured and rotted, the windows cracked and stifled with dust that built up over the centuries this house had stood. But in the middle of it, in the middle of the home thick with roots and undergrowth, was an old and powerful warlock, standing in the same place he stood for ages beyond counting. He’d come here most every night, uncovering lost secrets of dark magics that were kept hidden away for a reason. He blended in with society well; he was a learned man who took careful notes of everything he did. He’d notice the way culture and clothing would shift, and he’d adjust hims