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I love Shaun Hastings.

"Oh. I love me too. Fantastic. Want to chat about it over a cuppa tea?"

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should I bring shaun back??? thinkin’ bout it. always thinkin’ bout it.

would anyone be interested in interacting?? like if so!

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>> Assassin’s Creed (2007)

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                    I  IMAGINE DEATH SO MUCH IT                     FEELS  MORE  LIKE  A  MEMORY

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continued from ( x ) | closed!thread with @dexdlysilxnt​

        “Can we just patch this up please?” Shaun groans, keeping pressure on his leg, feeling the warmth of his blood soak his fingers. Just don’t look, just don’t look. “First aid’s in the bloody bathroom, where most people with common sense keep it!” He shouts after him as he watches the man begin to go, gritting his teeth as the throbbing pain deepens and he can feel sweat running down his temple. He’d been lucky the man had only guarded himself with a knife and not a gun — otherwise, this situation would have been a lot more drastic and Shaun really hates drastic. Though, a knife wound to the thigh wasn’t high on his list of enjoyable things to do on a Thursday evening.

        He tilts his head back, slamming it against the wall, jaw clenched. “Fucking Templar fuck...”

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dexdlysilxnt:

‘Omelette’s are good. Not a picky eater.”

Once again, he’s leaning over to watch what Shaun’s doing, like before at the computer. He’s making sure he’s not in the way but he’s interested in seeing the turnout.  He didn’t want to come off annoying to the other. 

“Born in St.Andrews. Scotland. My parents moved us to Wales when I was three. We lived in Cardiff until I was ten.”

       “Wonderbar.” Shaun begins to make the omelette, tossing in the ingredients. As he waits a moment, he looks over to Ian and follows his hands and smirks before turning back to the pan. “Ah. I knew Wales, the accent—” He waves his free hand, flipping the omelette. “Shame it hasn’t bled into your sign. You should be adding in extra e’s, and not making sense most of the time. Honest, you sound like an Englishman which isn't so bad.” He can’t help the small snort at his own stupid joke, sliding the readied food onto plates.

       “Well, bon appétit. As an Assassin, I don’t think we’re allowed to be picky eaters anyways. I was lucky to get cheese from the mart, we don’t usually have the budget for it.” He shrugs and takes his plate to the large table, feeling a small disheartening absence of his team members that goes as quick as it came.

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i’m back!!

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taking just a tiny break until I finish house of cards!! it shouldn’t be too many days! :3c

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° • ? ( QUESTION SENTENCE STARTERS.

❛ What are you doing? ❜ ❛ Where are you going? ❜ ❛ Where are you taking me? ❜ ❛ How is that working out for you? ❜ ❛ Is everything okay? ❜ ❛ Why are you acting like this? ❜ ❛ You think I would lie to you? ❜ ❛ Are you telling the truth? ❜ ❛ Are you sure you want to do this? ❜ ❛ This is your bright idea of a plan? ❜ ❛ What else do you want me to do? ❜ ❛ What else can I do? ❜ ❛ What do you think I should do? ❜ ❛ What makes you think that? ❜ ❛ Who told you that? ❜ ❛ Who are you? ❜ ❛ Why are you here? ❜ ❛ Who invited you? ❜ ❛ How come you ever asked me? ❜ ❛ Did you really mean all those things you said? ❜ ❛ Why did you have to go? Why did you have to leave? ❜ ❛ Why is it so hard for you to see that? ❜ ❛ Why don’t you understand? ❜ ❛ What don’t you understand? ❜ ❛ Are you joking? ❜ ❛ Did I miss anything? ❜ ❛ You don’t remember? ❜ ❛ Did you really say all that stuff about me? ❜ ❛ Did you think I would forget? ❜ ❛ How can you sit there and say that? ❜ ❛ How do you even sleep at night? ❜ ❛ Are you coming or not? ❜ ❛ Am I the only one freaked out right now? ❜ ❛ Are you laughing or crying? ❜ ❛ Who did this to you? ❜ ❛ Did someone hurt you? ❜ ❛ Is it just me or are you, like, ignoring me? ❜ ❛ You want me to apologize for something you did? ❜ ❛ Are you going to kiss me or not? ❜ ❛ Aren’t you the one who said it though? ❜ ❛ So, you don’t like me like that? ❜ ❛ Where do we go from here? ❜ ❛ Are you being serious right now? ❜ ❛ How was I supposed to know that? ❜ ❛ Oh, is that a challenge? ❜ ❛ Are you flirting with me? ❜ ❛ Are you going to let me go now? ❜ ❛ Are we done now? ❜ ❛ Why didn’t just ask me? ❜ ❛ You’re going to believe them over me? ❜ ❛ How can possibly think that? ❜ ❛ Did you even miss me? ❜ ❛ Did anyone even notice that I was gone? ❜ ❛ Why do you go around and kiss everyone? ❜ ❛ Did you kill them? ❜ ❛ Who’s blood is that? Is that your blood? ❜ ❛ Do you think this is a game? ❜ ❛ Are you having doubts? ❜ ❛ Why haven’t you been at school/work? ❜ ❛ Is there something going on that you need to tell me? ❜ ❛ You said you wanted to talk? ❜ ❛ What am I supposed to do? ❜ ❛ What did you expect to happen? ❜ ❛ How long you think you can keep this act up? ❜ ❛ You don’t like me? Do you? Like in a more than a friend way? ❜ ❛ Is that what everyone is saying now? ❜ ❛ Who do I remind you of? ❜ ❛ Are you hungry? Want to go get something to et? ❜ ❛ Are you drunk? ❜ ❛ Are you lost? ❜ ❛ What’s so great about any of that anyway? ❜ ❛ Are you even listening to yourself? ❜ ❛ What are you going to do about it, huh? ❜ ❛ What are you staring at? ❜ ❛ What are you doing out here? ❜ ❛ Why did you call the police? ❜ ❛ Wait, do you hear that? ❜ ❛ Why don’t you tell me anything? ❜ ❛ Hey, did you get me anything? ❜ ❛ Why didn’t you come over last night? ❜ ❛ What did you find out? ❜ ❛ Can I stay here for the night? ❜ ❛ Are you throwing rocks at my window? ❜ ❛ Are you crying? ❜ ❛ What are you laughing at me? ❜ ❛ Are you laughing at me? ❜ ❛ Do you not understand the word no? ❜ ❛ Is that it? Is that all? ❜ ❛ Are you in some kind of trouble? ❜ ❛ Yeah, but, you have me. So why bother? ❜ ❛ What’s love got to do with it? ❜ ❛ This is where we kiss, right? ❜ ❛ Do you ever not just only think about yourself? ❜ ❛ Are going to leave me again? ❜ ❛ What’s wrong with that? ❜ ❛ Do you have anything you need to say to me? ❜ ❛ I think I’m going to puke. Is there a trash can in here? ❜ ❛ You really don’t know why I’m mad at you? ❜ ❛ Why do you treat me like I’m not important to you? ❜ ❛ Why are you telling me this? ❛ Are you ready? ❜ ❛ What’s with all the questions? ❜ ❛ I thought this is what you wanted? ❜ ❛ Where do you think you’re going with this? ❜ ❛ You’re just going to leave? ❜ ❛ Do you trust me? ❜ ❛ You love me? Or you think you love me? ❜ ❛ When will it ever stop? ❜ ❛ Do you think it’ll ever go away? ❜ ❛ What are you doing this weekend? ❜ ❛ You called for back up? ❜ ❛ What did I just witness? ❜ ❛ How do you cope when the one you love is with somebody else? ❜ ❛ Have you ever thought it? ❜ ❛ Are you wearing a wire? ❜ ❛ Is there something wrong? ❜ ❛ Is it something I said or something I did? ❜ ❛ What’s wrong? I thought that it was okay? ❜ ❛ Are you going to hold that against me forever? ❜ ❛ So, tell me, what else is new? ❜ ❛ You never actually cared, did you? ❜ ❛ You went to a party without me? ❜ ❛ Why wasn’t I invited? ❜ ❛ Do you think that’s a little fucked up? ❜ ❛ Oh, so you do speak? ❜ ❛ Do you think it’s really worth it in the end? ❜ ❛ How many more times do I have to tell you? ❜ ❛ You didn’t think that it would bother me? ❜

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ladyblackcross:

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“I didn’t, though to be fair I don’t go around damaging my teeth,” she smiles as if to illuminate her statement, “though you may also want to tell those who have recently started publishing on the reversal of tooth decay, which would be a sort of healing.”

        “You are probably the first British woman I’ve seen with actually straight teeth— wait, are they real?” Shaun snaps his fingers together, sporting a massive grin. “Also, is reversal healing? The damage has been done and rewinding time technically isn’t healing, it’s just undoing, which isn’t... healing.” He pauses, holding his finger up in the air. “But I’m not a dentist, so I don’t think my opinion has much weight on that.”

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“I’d not call you much an artist if you go around painting everyone with the same brush, not to mention the fact that by definition alone, you assassins can’t honestly think you’re doing us any good either, can you? As for the monocle, I do have one–a very old one actually–but I never wear it while I’m working; wouldn’t want to break it.”

        “We’re not trying to take over the world by brainwash. Last time I checked, anyways. Agenda might have changed, what with us having a few Pieces of Eden in our hands that you don’t, but I’ll get back to you on that. Shame. I would have loved to take a look at it and oh, I don’t know, take a fun selfie? Is that what the kids are doing these days? I heard one of our younger assassins talking about a dog filter, whatever the bloody hell that means. Do you have snapchat? Do you even own a cellphone?”

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❛ everything can heal ❜

sentence prompts: milk & honey // currently accepting!

       “Well, we both know that’s a blatant lie. Did you know teeth are the only bone in the body that doesn’t heal?” Neither do broken hearts, but Shaun keeps that quaint little anecdote to himself.

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dexdlysilxnt:

Ian leaned against the counter, watching Shaun do his stretches while he waited for the food to cook on the stove. Like Shaun, he’d heard of Rebecca as well but never actually met the woman.  Perhaps she was part of the cell Shaun had here. Surely it had to have been more then just himself. 

There was a shrug of his shoulders before his hands were moving again. 

Nothing extravagant. Back up other Assassins when they need more hands on deck. Target Assassination. Usually work on my own. Easier to get around that way.

        “Mmm. Interesting. So, an actual assassin then.” Shaun comes back up and reaches for the ceiling, just barely scraping it with his fingers before he flips the potatoes, his stomach grumbling as he watches them golden. Starting a second pan for the eggs, he begins to add the green onions, a couple of mushrooms, and some diced tomatoes. As soon as they begin to fry, he pours in the egg mixture. “Hope an omelette’s alright with you. I’m not an amazing cook, to be honest. I come from England, for Christ’s sake.”

        While keeping an eye on the food, he turns to Ian. ‘England. Cambridge. Born and raised. What about you?’ He’s sure he’s off a few letters, but he’s impressed with how much is coming back to him.

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closed thread with @ladyblackcross​ // continued from here x

        “I wouldn’t exactly call it a threat, but I must add... I’m not very fond of Templars. British ones, to be exact. You all seem to fit these stereotypes of being the villain, and it’s incredibly disheartening to the people of England. Do you by chance have a monocle in your pocket? That would be amazing.” 

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sentence prompts ➝ milk & honey

❛ i want to apologize to all the women i have called beautiful before i’ve called them intelligent or brave ❜

❛ i am sorry i made it sound as though something as simple as what you’re born with is ❜ ❛ all you have to be proud of ❜

❛ you are resilient ❜

❛ you are extraordinary ❜

❛ I didn’t leave because I stopped loving you ❜

❛ I left because the longer I stayed the less I loved myself. ❜

❛ loneliness is a sign you are in desperate need of yourself. ❜

❛ every time you tell your daughter you yell at her out of love you teach her to confuse anger with kindness ❜

❛ you tell me to quiet down ❜

❛ i was not made with a fire in my belly so i could be put out ❜

❛ i was not made with a lightness on my tongue so i could be easy to swallow ❜

❛ i was made heavy half blade and half silk difficult to forget and not easy for the mind to follow ❜

❛ women like you drown oceans ❜

❛ if you were born with the weakness to fall you were born with the strength to rise ❜

❛ our backs tell stories no books have the spine to carry ❜

❛ stay strong through your pain ❜

❛ bloom beautifully dangerously loudly bloom softly ❜

❛ i am water soft enough to offer life tough enough to drown it away ❜

❛ for you to see beauty here does not mean there is beauty in me it means there is ❜ ❛ beauty rooted so deep within you you can’t help but see it everywhere ❜

❛ do not look for healing at the feet of those who broke you ❜

❛ what is stronger than the human heart which shatters over and over and still lives ❜

❛ you might not have been my first love but you were the love that made all other loves seem irrelevant ❜

❛ how is it so easy for you to be kind to people ❜

❛ nothing even matters except love and human connection who you loved  ❜

❛ but perhaps that isn’t such a good thing cause they always tend to leave ❜

❛ i have what i have and i am happy i’ve lost what i’ve lost and i am still happy ❜

❛ the thing about writing is I can’t tell if it’s healing or destroying ❜

❛ people go but how they left always stays ❜

❛ the world gives you so much pain and here you are making gold out of it ❜

❛ how you love yourself is how you teach others to love you ❜

❛ you must never trade honesty for relatability ❜

❛ she was a rose in the hands of those who had no intention of keeping her ❜

❛ fall in love with your solitude ❜

❛ i always get myself into this mess ❜

❛ i am hopelessly a lover, and a dreamer, and that will be the death of me ❜

❛ you look at me and cry everything hurts ❜

❛ everything can heal ❜

❛ what i miss most is how you loved me ❜

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dexdlysilxnt:

He would have argued that he did have training, though in the beginning he didn’t know what he was training for and afterwards, trained harder to become skilled and talented. Assassins nowadays seemed to be more technologically advanced and he had no idea how they did any of that. That was where he was lacking. His little fighting display was amusing but his interest was caught when Shaun started talking about himself.

‘You were enlisted? If you’re not too tired. I wouldn’t mind sparring with you.”

        “Rebecca— I don’t know if you’ve ever met her. She’s a techie, a real loser, but she... helped me get out of a tight situation. Abstergo had kept an eye on me, my conspiracy postings becoming a little too close to truth. I gained an audience, and that’s when they decided they weren’t going to just let it go anymore.” He shrugs and stretches, leaning over to touch his toes. He slips his palms under his feet, groaning as he feels the good ache run through his body.

       “It’s bene about... eight years? Yeah, eight years. I can hold my own now. So yeah, I wouldn’t mind a little practice later on. Keeps me on my toes. What about you? What do you do in the order?” He looks over, keeping his stance, a burn starting in his thighs. Rebecca had taught him some yoga, which had started out as a joke, but he may do certain poses in his bedroom when no one is around. 

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closed!thread with @animusmama​ // continued from here x

       “Who the bleedin’ hell raised you with a mouth like that?” Shaun raises an eyebrow, struggling to pull himself up on the last ledge. It wasn’t like he had been in shape before he got dragged into the Assassins, and he sure as hell wasn’t in shape now. “Let me guess, you don’t have a lot of friends.”