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anyone here still into ezioleo? just me? have an edit anyway

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The fact that there is a bird called "cometocino de gay" wich directly translate to "bacon-eating (bird) of gay", like yeah, "let's look around for a bacon-eating of gay bird" is never going to sound not funny to me.

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《manipulate》

There are many forms of the word '操纵' in English, and I don't know which one would better fit the meaning of 'manipulating others and influencing people's hearts' used to name this painting. However, as the' godfather ', Haytham himself is also a person who has been manipulated by another person since childhood and cannot get rid of it. He needs to first possess the courage and ability to match the identity of' godfather ', and must first learn and then become proficient, To replace someone (or to completely recycle them from someone would be more appropriate), one would have to frequently use various abilities that have been distorted and forced to learn to manipulate others - Edward did not teach young Haytham that way, using them for the right things would make a better contribution, and would not bring many man-made disasters. Therefore, he never enjoyed being addicted, and even grew tired of being distorted with his own age and experience, even if all of it was owned by him. Just like Haytham in the original game and novel: I am proficient in killing and swordsmanship, but I never take pleasure in it. Because that was not the path of life he wanted decades ago, nor was it Eduardo's wish. However, he could no longer start over and could only completely end this period of life so that his only remaining family members would not be involved again. That was the only way he could express and convey his family affection. (The above is my current understanding and second interpretation of the Kenwey family. If there are any shortcomings, please forgive me.)

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I know I haven't posted about them in a while, but I've recently finished the Connor/Ratonhnhak:ton, Edward, and Bayek/Aya AC inspired potions done. The videos are recorded (available soon for Kofi gold members) leaving Shay, Arno, Kassandra/Alexios and Eivor still left to do.

I will post pictures tomorrow sometime.

Ive also decided to add some 'extras' to the potions for whoever buys them as free gifts.

Mainly, a resin AC Insignia pendant necklace (in a color that corresponds with the potion) and a Zodiac Keychain based on the Assassin's birthday. (Which for the Layla trilogy assassin's will be difficult to determine since they don't have a month/day mentioned)

Also, they will be posted for sale on KOFI and not etsy, so as to not have a copywrite claim placed on them. I'm hoping to have them done and ready for sale by Christmas.

Also a poll!!

(Meaning characters like Hytham, Leonardo, Claudia, Achilles, Barnabas etc.)

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AC1 Ending Animatic

“I applied my heart to know wisdom, and to know madness and folly. I perceived this also as a chasing of the wind. For in much wisdom is much grief; and he who increase the knowledge increase the sorrow.” Ecclesiastes 1:17-18

Originally I had planned to include more in this back in the summer but because I got so busy after my internship I decided to just post it as is! Hope you guys like it :3

Also HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO AC1!!!

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AC Insignia decorative trays for sale now on my Kofi shop.

Set 1 is 2 trays, Enemy vs Ally and Good vs Bad.

Set 2 is 3 trays, red, blue, and gold.

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Day 20: Blade

“The standard Ottoman hook blade has two parts, you see… the hook and the blade!”

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Here's Desmond's preliminary report by Abstergo Industries employee, Damian Saravakos.

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Right, considering the current state of corporate politics on this site, and that it seems that only those affected seem to be actively speaking on the matter, it is up to I, the only fucking cishet on tumblr, to drag this out to a wider audience.

REBLOG IF YOUR ACCOUNT IS A TRANSFEM SAFE SPACE.

We need to show these higher ups how much we truly value them.

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1.

“Here's that beer, Alex.”

Predictably, the other said nothing.  In all the months since he'd started coming to Bad Weather, Desmond had only gotten his name and a few one-word answers from the guy.  It was fine, though.  He wasn't the first customer who just wanted a quiet space to unwind after work, and he wouldn't be the last.

He walked away to hand over another table's drinks, peering into the reflections of the glasses as he did so.  Just like every night, Alex was watching him.

2.

He hadn’t really noticed it before now.  Customers causing problems and picking fights at his job had gone down in recent months, something his coworkers always attributed to Desmond’s own presence. Desmond, the closest thing Bad Weather had to a bouncer, throws out disruptive jerks once and they decide to haunt some other poor bar, never to show their faces again.  He just wishes this jerk continued the tradition.

Waiting for him until after closing?  Was this guy’s ego that bruised?

He shook off the thoughts and got to work laying him out a second time that night, not noticing the unmoving shadow on the street watching the scene unfold.

3.

In the early morning hours, between dragging himself home after a long night and waking up way too early for the next day, a knock rings loudly through his empty apartment.  Desmond’s heart stops at the sound before it stutters back to life at the reminder his landlord loves to bother the residents, even when it’s dark out like it is now.  He stands warily to go answer the door, pocketing a small knife and keeping in mind escape routes.

No one is outside when he looks through the peephole, not that he could see much with the lack of light.  He opens the front door just wide enough to confirm for himself, yet the hallway is still empty.  The flutter of paper catches his attention, and he looks down thinking it to be some notice the landlord left behind.

Instead, a stained yellow sticky note sits innocently enough by his feet, and beside it, body parts: teeth, a hand, an eye.  All of them bloody, none of them cut cleanly.  But worst amongst it all, are the words sloppily scribbled onto the note in bleeding pen.

For Desmond.

Original Sketch under the cut

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baphomet

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reblog to diminish the horrors from the person you reblogged from

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Day 12: Isu

And the earth looked at me and said “wasn’t that fun?” And I replied “I’m sorry if I hurt anyone”

And without even thinking, cast me into space

But before she did that she wiped off my own face.

Lyrics from “When a I Was Done Dying” by Dan Deacon (it’s such a Desmond song)

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