#maxwell roth and jacob frye

[darknessawaits28]

Maxwell Roth x Jacob Frye Love Story; Soothing Syrup~

Hello my peeps! So I see that everyone enjoyed my first post of Jacob and Roth love story, so here's part 2, a even more delicious outcome for this part if I do say so myself. Hope yall enjoy! Don't forget to like, follow, and obey! :3 :3 Love yal!

Another breezy night in London, the Rooks train speeding down the tracks ever so slightly. A soft groan came from Jacob as he felt the train turn slightly to the right, nearly jolting him off the couch. "Argh, what time is it?" He asked himself, sitting up and looking out at the windows. "Hmm, not too late to catch up on conquering the last bits of London," he yawned, standing up on his own two feet and heading off the train. Jacob soon arrived at Southwark, deciding to take a mission on the secrets of the soothing syrup, and where in the world was its production line? "You're ruining my husband's life with your syrup!" "Look at him, he can barely walk and talk for heavens sake!" "Why don't you bugger off you old coop, you're scaring my customers away!" The vender yelled, trying to scare off the woman. "You can't talk to me like that you little guttling-" "What's all this then?" Jacob questioned, waving to the woman to relax and indicating to her that he would take care of this. "Sod off!" The vendor growled as he pulled out a dagger. With quick movements, Jacob slapped the dagger out of the man's hand, instantly making him run off, "If you'll excuse me madam" Jacob smiled cunningly and rushed off to catch the man. "Get back here you blundering idiot!" Jacob yelled, climbing various wooden fences and wooden poles just to catch this vendor. "Ugh the sewers, honestly?!" Jacob growled in frustration as he rushed within, trying to chase down the man. With luck, he was able to tackle the man when he appeared on the other side of the sewer. "Now that I've caught your attention, tell me where the syrup originates?!" "Okay, okay, all I know is that they make a run each day, between the gasometers and the asylum....I told you all that I know please don't hurt me!" The man was lucky was Jacob left him to find the distributer; man this was so easy! Within a few minutes, Jacob grabbed a carriage and headed off to find this distributer, his mind suddenly becoming cloudy. Roth's voice abruptly appeared in his head, "Jacob my dear boy, how does it feel to have my hand wrap around your cock?" "Fuck....it feels....so good Roth....more please!" A whimper echoed along Jacob's ear. His mind quickly returned to reality when he nearly hit another carriage on the way to finding the distributer, "Sorry!!" Jacob called back to the other carriage. "What in God's name is wrong with me" Jacob sighed in annoyance, feeling his pants already tightening at the thought of Roth. He couldn't let him distract him, he couldn't and won't be distracted like his dear sister gets when she sees Greenie. "I've got to focus, can't let Roth distract me." Using his assassin vision, Jacob found a bunch of blighters heading towards somewhere that might help him find where this soothing syrup was headed. "Let's follow them" he smirked, slapping the reigns on the horse and making it follow closely behind the blighter carriage. Once they arrived at a factory, Jacob parked the carriage a bit behind and got off; taking off his hat and pulling on his assassin hood. "Time to get information" Jacob whispered to himself, quickly sneaking towards the man that had the plan. "Oh sir didn't expect you too soon...uh..." A worker gulped worriedly as he stared into the dark eyes of the blighter. "I am here now, how is the production going?" The blighter growled as he crossed his arms. During their conversation, Jacob mysteriously snuck behind the oblivious blighter and stole the plans; getting away from the area as quickly as possible. "Huh, the man in charge of the syrup distribution runs a fighting club at the foundry...". Within minutes, Jacob had arrived at the foundry, "There he is" Jacob muttered, finding the big boss with his assassin vision. "Time to get creative" a snicker came from Jacob's lips as he grabbed an unsuspecting blighter to help him walk into the foundry unnoticed. "Hey what's ya deal, let go of me!" "Shh, we're good friends now, don't try anything or I'll make sure you'll pay with your life" Jacob warned the guard.

The two quickly entered the foundry with zero hassle, "Ah, there he is." "Who are you even looking for?" The blighter asked worriedly, gasping for air when he felt Jacob choke him out. "That's right, time to take a long nap" Jacob smirked, quickly pushing past the crowds of people looking at the fight until he grabbed the big boss. "Hey what's gong on here, let go!" "Hello, why don't we take a short walk for a bit, how does that sound?" "Unhand me you fiend!" The blighter boss yelled, but ultimately followed Jacob to the outside. "Now that we are in a quiet place, where is the syrup made, speak now or forever hold you-" "The distillery, it's the large building beside the brewery!" "Now to stop Soothing Syrup production once and for all." After the long night, Jacob decided to visit his blighter friend, Roth. "Hello Louis, lovely night isn't it?" "Mr. Roth wasn't expecting you, do you have an appointment?" "No but...I thought I was able to come and go as I please?" "Hmm" Louis grumbled as he opened the door for Jacob. "Thank you....I guess" Jacob huffed, not understanding why Louis was actin so strangely? "Yes this show will be amazing, I assure you, there will be fire, daggers flying across the stage and-" Roth's eyes soon lit up in excitement when he saw Jacob. "HA, my, my, it has been a while since you've visited Jacob, it is good to see you my dear." "Please excuse us" Roth smiled to his actors as he rushed to Jacob. "What brings you back here my boy?" "Well I wanted to see how the plans were going regarding Starrick." "The two quickly entered the foundry with zero hassle, "Ah, there he is." "Who are you even looking for?" The blighter asked worriedly, gasping for air when he felt Jacob choke him out. "That's right, time to take a long nap" Jacob smirked, quickly pushing past the crowds of people looking at the fight until he grabbed the big boss. "Hey what's gong on here, let go!" "Hello, why don't we take a short walk for a bit, how does that sound?" "Unhand me you fiend!" The blighter boss yelled, but ultimately followed Jacob to the outside. "Now that we are in a quiet place, where is the syrup made, speak now or forever hold you-" "The distillery, it's the large building beside the brewery!" "Now to stop Soothing Syrup production once and for all." After the long night, Jacob decided to visit his blighter friend, Roth. "Hello Louis, lovely night isn't it?" "Mr. Roth wasn't expecting you, do you have an appointment?" "No but...I thought I was able to come and go as I please?" "Hmm" Louis grumbled as he opened the door for Jacob. "Thank you....I guess" Jacob huffed, not understanding why Louis was actin so strangely? "Yes this show will be amazing, I assure you, there will be fire, daggers flying across the stage and-" Roth's eyes soon lit up in excitement when he saw Jacob. "HA, my, my, it has been a while since you've visited Jacob, it is good to see you my dear." "Please excuse us" Roth smiled to his actors as he rushed to Jacob. "What brings you back here my boy?" "Well I wanted to see how the plans were going regarding Starrick." "I'm still compiling it my dear, I'll let you know when they are ready." "Oh" Jacob lowly whispered. "Even so, I know you Jacob, you did not just come here to check on the plans did you?" Roth smirked, approaching the glooming assassin. "Yes I did, I do not know what you are referring t-" Jacob quickly went silent when Roth pulled him into a hungry kiss. "R-Roth" Jacob moaned, placing both his hands on his chest. "Don't let yourself get distracted Jacob, you know what we have to do" A voice ringed inside Jacob's head, instantly making him push Roth back violently. Roth, confused by this sudden gesture, fixed his suit a bit and reproached the assassin, "Are you alright my dear?" Jacob stood there, looking into Roth's eyes with confusion and anger, his cheeks instantly becoming bright red........

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[emoscot]

Image I saw on TikTok but with some AC characters I love (especially underrated ones)

[aquilaequinox]

Magic the Gathering x Assassin's Creed | Merciless Arlequin, Towering viewpoint & Murder

Art by LiXin Yin

[kingfornowhere]

Dude. The SECOND mission in the whole game, literally the BEGINNING of the game, if you go to a specific area, you can hear a conversation about Maxwell Roth THIS early in the game? I almost dropped my controller when I saw his name in the subtitles! It's kind of funny that it's during Evie's mission, too. - 🍾

[papdzz-blog]

我和@quentin-2718 合作的假泰晤士报！

如果不方便阅读中文，可以尝试阅读chatgpt翻译的英文版↓❤

Front Page: "Rising Detective Solves Another Case! Exclusive Interview with Jacob Frye, the Unsung Hero of the Knighthood Ceremony"

(Photo: Detective Frye with rescued Arty.)

Yesterday evening, Queen Victoria hosted a knighthood ceremony for industrialists at Buckingham Palace. Just before the ceremony began, a guest spotted a man holding a child on the palace rooftop. Thanks to the efforts of the royal guards and a detective, the incident was quickly resolved, with the kidnapper killed on-site.

Rumors have abounded, and in the interest of truth, our reporter interviewed Jacob Frye, the detective responsible for solving the case, to reveal the event’s true nature. Unfortunately, another individual on the scene, a woman who shot the kidnapper, declined an interview.

Jacob Frye—a name that may be familiar to those interested in the detective industry or crime novels—began his detective work earlier this year, rapidly gaining renown after solving several cases. It’s rumored he collaborates with Scotland Yard, with Inspector Abberline praising Frye for assisting the police in reducing London’s crime rate and solving cases.

Known for his sharp eyes, Frye never overlooks even the smallest clues and pieces them together. Out of curiosity, the reporter asked him for his investigative secret, to which he replied, “Nothing special; the clues simply appear to me.” To this skilled detective, it seems solving cases is hardly challenging.

According to Frye, the mastermind behind yesterday’s incident was Henry Raymond, author of The Penny Dreadful Series. Raymond, who has known Frye for a long time, introduced him to some of his earliest cases. Beneath Raymond’s seemingly benign exterior, however, lay an ambitious goal: to prove he was the most cunning man in Britain. He planned to steal the "Dove Emblem" before the knighthood ceremony to cement his fame. Raymond even wrote a story about his scheme in advance to ensure timely printing.

Raymond infiltrated Buckingham Palace's guards, learning where and how to obtain the emblem. He then created a diversion to mislead the guards, staging an apparent break-in attempt. This ruse kept the guards busy with a fictional thief, giving Raymond an opportunity to slip through unnoticed. Hidden in the palace, he awaited the ceremony’s start.

At nearly the same time, Frye arrived, quickly detecting Raymond’s misleading clues and noting the disappearance of young Arty.

Arty, or Arthur Doyle, a nine-year-old fan of Raymond and friend of Frye, had occasionally assisted in investigations and was well-acquainted with Raymond. His familiarity with Raymond’s stories allowed him to recognize the author’s plans. Unfortunately, before he could act, Raymond detained him.

Unaware of all this, Frye hurried to Arty’s home, then to Raymond’s publishing house after finding Arty’s notes. Anticipating interference, Raymond had planted false clues there, leading Frye to believe an explosive plot against Buckingham Palace was imminent.

Although suspicious, Frye returned to Buckingham Palace to ensure the guests’ safety. Fortunately, the supposed bomb was a decoy, allowing Raymond, now in possession of the Dove Emblem, to attempt an escape.

However, Frye reacted swiftly. Raymond’s plan to slip away failed under strict security. Desperate, he used Arty’s life as leverage to demand his release—a scene observed by guests at the start of this article. Frye confronted the kidnapper, but saving the hostage wasn’t easy, and the scene reached an impasse. Moments later, a gunshot rang out: Henry Raymond collapsed, fatally struck. It turned out a mysterious woman had arrived on a nearby rooftop, killing the criminal. Frye declined to reveal much about this woman, describing her only as an ally he had called in.

With the villain vanquished and the hostage safe, order was quickly restored. The knighthood ceremony for several anti-child labor industrialists proceeded, demonstrating the monarchy’s stance against child labor. For more on the ceremony’s impact, readers can refer to yesterday’s A section, where scholars provided an in-depth analysis.

The reporter learned that Frye and the mysterious woman received a warm audience with the Queen. When asked about his future plans, Frye mentioned a desire to take a break from detective work, hinting at the disappointment of betrayal by a former friend. He also revealed that young Arty might begin writing detective stories himself. If all goes well, readers may soon see a novel inspired by Frye’s character.

(Photo: The Queen meets Detective Frye.)

Reporter: Quentin

Second Page: "Mysterious Window Intrusions at Alhambra Music Hall? Theatre Security in Question"

The paper received reports of an individual repeatedly climbing into Alhambra Music Hall from an upper window. While the observer couldn’t clearly identify the figure due to low light, the intruder’s familiar movements suggest it’s likely the same person each time. His movements were very skilled, and one could imagine that he had carried out this behavior multiple times before being spotted.

Alhambra is one of London’s most famous theaters, renowned for magic and music performances and among the first in the city to host ballet. Although we face the risk of pickpockets every time we go out, no one wants to sit in a theater seat worrying about such things—especially when immersed in the beauty of the performance or distracted by the graceful movements of a dancer's legs. It's hard for the audience to notice anyone eyeing their personal belongings. Any doubts regarding the theater’s security cast a shadow over Alhambra’s reputation.

The reporter visited Mr. Roth, the manager of the Alhambra Theatre, to inquire about the situation. After listening to the details provided by the witnesses, he chuckled. "He's a personal acquaintance of mine," Mr. Ross explained. "He sometimes comes to the theater to visit me. Granted, the entrance he uses might seem unusual to most people, but it doesn't pose any security risks. We both enjoy it."

Addressing the audience's concerns about personal property safety, Mr. Roth gave a heartfelt assurance. He admitted that the success of the Alhambra Theatre was largely due to his own efforts, and he values the theater even more than the crown jewels. He hopes that the experience of watching a performance at the Alhambra will become an unforgettable memory for the audience. "We certainly take the safety of our guests and their belongings very seriously," he said. "We have made significant investments in security. In fact, you should keep this in mind: even the most brazen street gangs—I'm not naming any specific organizations—have never dared to cause trouble at the doors of the Alhambra."

The manager also revealed that an upcoming play set in the Golden Age of Pirates will debut soon. Interested viewers are encouraged to attend.

Reporter: Julian

Brief News

Massive Piracy of A Christmas Carol Draws Dickens’s Outrage

Following its publication, A Christmas Carol stirred great excitement and spurred a holiday shopping trend. Despite several reprints, demand remains high, and piracy has proliferated. Dickens recently condemned these illegal copies, warning that he may take legal action if piracy persists.

Darwin Accused Again, Allegedly Hired Thugs to Intimidate Opponent

Richard Owen recently revealed an alarming encounter. His carriage was hijacked, and the assailant threatened him in a terrifying manner, demanding that he "tell the truth." On the day of the incident, Owen had a heated argument with Charles Darwin over their differing academic views. Darwin even accused Owen of writing an anonymous attack article against him, and after a bitter exchange, the two parted on bad terms. Given that the terrifying event occurred just minutes later, there is reason to suspect that it may have been orchestrated by Darwin, possibly involving street thugs he hired.

Since Darwin proposed his radical theory of evolution, he has been a target of much academic criticism. Was this event a result of his long-standing frustration with such attacks? Our newspaper will continue to monitor developments in this case.

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[avasugarcotton]

Drunks are hard to deal with.

[larksea]

Frye twins & Edward

always enjoy time drawing evie and jacob

[elisavi]

ac: syndicate as random tumblr quotes because i love this hell of a game

[corvus-the-trickster]

You know that one Laios and Kabru art going around....

[vadlings]

recent sketches hiiii

[darknessawaits28]

I think you'd like this story: "Assassin's Creed Syndicate: Maxwell Roth x Jacob Frye Love Story" by DarknessAwaits28 on Wattpad https://www.wattpad.com/story/355420134?utm_source=android&utm_medium=com.tumblr&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=DarknessAwaits28&wp_originator=4de5Y7iFLRzAcbEOvPtpEIV7JrH9c5pOrGDxZthRztbd3NCthyO5WxF%2BODozVGDolsqGlj9xiJQWw2D5Fn4Gjaxc%2BZfHAzhrY22Qt%2B5LbdLdVzJjrqc5kUOKeB8L5tT%2B

[quentin-2718]

some meme

是中文

[emoscot]

I don't like how I draw humans but I had to do this with them

[papdzz-blog]

Alhambra ticket

（one night only)

[avasugarcotton]

I saw people on Twitter say, “When someone remembers someone who has passed away, in heaven, flowers of many memories fall upon each of them.” But what about those in hell? I’m not sure. Still, I often think that he might have chosen to go to hell after his end.(or it might say that hell must be an even more suitable final destination for assassins… at the same time, I hope they find happiness in hell🥳 that’s “メリバ marry bad end”?)

[glettokono]

мем который должен увидеть каждый