I Have Been Given To Much Power At School As Of Late...

Day 2: Goblin slayer

This one took a while to complete 😓 but it turned out pretty good 😎👌

When a fancy dress doesn't cut it wear fancy assassin robes instead! ⭐🐉

Another DnD drawing of Lora in fancy assassin's robes for a fancy party

(Click on image for a better look cause Tumblr be like that)

Don't tell scp 049

Day 4

053 was playing with 682 and 079 in the foundation's hallway. 053 was drawing on 682's face again while 079's monitor sat next to them watching, when suddenly the sounds of loud wheeping was heard close by.

053: *stops drawing for a second* huh? Do you here that?

079: *beeps* detecting sounds of auditory distress of- *beeps* Crying.

682: probably 096, crying as usual again. We can just ignore it.

053: crying? Hm... *gets up* can you bring me over to where the crying is coming from Lizze?

682: *sighs* ... very well. *scoops up 079 with his tail then scoops up 053 with his head*

053: *slides down on to 682's neck* Wheee! *giggles* Alright Lizze! Follow those sobs!

682 stood up on his four limbs and starts walking his way over to the source of the crying. After a few minutes of walking 682 turned a corner, only to quick pause and stay hidden behind the corner wall.

053: Hey, why'd we stop?

682: take a look for yourselves. *brings 079 forward to look*

053: *peeks around the corner*

079: *beeps* it would seem that 682's theory is correct. *beeps*

Down the short hallway the three see scp 096 crying by scp 049's containment cell door. The scp was huddled in his usual fetal position leaning his side against the door of the cell. In his arms he is holding what looks to be a small plush toy that resembled the plague doctor, cradling the toy in his arms as he wept. Luckily for the group of on lookers there was a paper back over 096's head.

053: Aw~! I think he's sad because he misses the doctor!

682: that pale, dull, creature cries constantly fpr no reason. What makes this crying any different?

079: *beeps* It is a, possibility, that scp 096, sees scp 049, as it's possible care taker. *beeps* As a protector of some kind. *beeps* No doubt, that it is because of 049's success, in looking at the 096's face, and lived to tell the tale. *beeps*

682: I don't see how that excuse of a doctor managed to survive such an incounter with a creature like that... (just looking at it is disgusting.)

053: Maybe tshy saw something in the doctor that gave him comfort. Like... like... Oh! like a parent! ... I better he really misses doc...

096: *wheeps and sobs while holding the plushie in his hands tightly to him*

053: *starts thinking* hm... oh! What if we made him a feel better cupcake!?

682: hm... *sighs* if that is what you wish. I will not try and stop you.

053: YAY! *hops onto 682's back* Do you know where the kitchen is Lizze?

682: No, but 079 might.

079: *beeps* I am able to locate the kitchen, but I will need to be plugged into the facilities security systems inorder to do so. *beeps*

053: good! Cause we're gonna make shy the beat! feel better cupcake ever! *hops back onto Lizze*

After they plugged in 079 to the security room, they manged to find their way onto the kitchen.

053: *puts on a little chief's hat* Alright Lizze, if we're going to make this the best feel better cupcake ever! We're going to need ingredients! *goes over to the fridge and starts pulling out all the ingredients necessary to make a cupcake* *struggles to hold all the ingredients*

682: *sighs* *uses his tail to lift 053 up on to the counter with the ingredients* be careful.

053: *giggles* don't worry Lizze, I am an expert at this! I remember seeing my parents make these before, so it should be easy as baking pie! Now, let's begin! First, we need a bowl!

682: *goes through of the cabinets and pulls out a bowl and places it by 053*

053: thank you Lizze! *tries to pick up the flour* n-next we need- *tries to pour it in the bowl* flour! *spills a bunch out and onto the floor and counter*

682: *gets a bit of flour in his face* care full Abby. *wipes the flour off his face*

079: *beeps* I believe that is over the preferred amount of flour. *beeps*

053: I'm sure it'll be ok! *puts the flour down*

the flour nearly falls off the counter spilling a bit onto 682 again, who caught it with his tail and putting back up onto the counter.

053: Next we need... surger! *grabs the a bag of sugar and starts to pour it into the bowl without any problems* see! No trouble! *starts getting the next ingredients*

079: *beeps* there is a high chance that this will end in a very large mess. *beeps*

682: don't worry to much about that. Let the child do what she's doing, we let the scientists deal with it for later.

An hour and a half later.

The kitchen was in complete chaos. Different ingredients were splattered everywhere, and some how on the ceiling. 053 had fallen asleep on top of 682 while waiting for the cupcake to finishing backing in the oven. 682 had let the young girl fall asleep on his back while he rested by the oven, all while 079 was playing a game of pong against himself. So far the score has been zero to zero. There was then 079 started to be like a timer.

079: *stops his beeping* Cupcake is done.

682 looks up at the oven and gently wakes up 053 from her nap.

053: hm?

682: Cupcake is done.

053: Cupcake? ... oh right! *quickly gets up and grabs some oven mits from on top of the stove and puts them on*

053 opens the oven to a rather, large, clumpy cupcake inside. They retrieve the cupcake and has 682 carry her over to the top of the least dirtiest kitchen counter. 053 places the cupcake down and start to grab some frosting to spread on the cupcake.

053: *grabs a butter knife and starts spreading a glob of pink frosting on the cupcake* Perfect! Now we need sprinkles! *grabs a small shaker of sprinkles* hm... I don't think this will be enough... *turns to 682* Lizze, do you know where we can get more? Like a lot!

682: hm... I think I might know someone who does.

079 was left to watch 053 while 682 left to go find more sprinkles.

053: do you think shy will like the cupcake we made him?

079: *beeps* I'm sure 096 would be slightly, less upset then his usual state.

053: I'll take that as progress!

682: *walks back into the kitchen rolling in a barrel of sprinkles* I'm back.

053: *gasps* That's perfect! Where did you find it!?

682: The Dr. Bright.

053: and he gave it to you!?

682: ... sure let's go with that. *starts opening the barrel of sprinkles*

053: *starts picking them up by the hand full and pouring them onto the cupcake*

079: *beeps* will Dr. Bright notice the absence of his prank barrel of sprinkles?

682: Eh, he won't miss them. Hm... *walks over to the oven and turns it on and leaves it open*

079: *beeps* for the humans to deal with I assume?

682: *chuckles* yep.

053: *finshes putting a hand full of sprinkles on the completely spinkle covered cupcake* done! *moves the cupcake to a tray and holds it* come on Lizze! Let's give it to shy!

682: *walks back over to 053 and pick her up with his tail and onto his back*

079: *beeps* I will meet you both in the hallway, through the hallway security camera. *the screen he was on shuts off switching to some place else*

682: *starts walking out the kitchen*

In the hallway, 096 was still cry loudly by 049's containment cell door. 096 held the small 049 plushie close to his chest, while pawing at the containment cell door, leaving small faint scratch marks onto the door.

He misses the doctor, the doctor understood him, knew him for who he really was, knew the truth about him. Unlike the humans here who understood nothing about him, who did nothing to help him. The plague doctor helped him, treated him with kindness and love. Something he never expected to feel again in his lonely life again. That is, untill the doctor had appeared that one faithful day.

Now, he was gone. They all said he'd come back again but... it still felt like another eternity of loneliness of being poked at by the people who want to terminate him... Except for that one strange scientist who worked here. She was the one who gave him the plushie of the plague doctor in the first place.

Just then 682 rounded the corner again and gently places down 053, who was still holding the cupcake in her hands, 079 popped up in the security camera by the corner.

053: *in whisper* just wait here Lizze! I'll go give shy his cupcake!

682: *sighs* very well.

079: *beeps* I will keep watch from here. *beeps*

053: thanks AL! *she walks over towards 096*

The two other scps watch as 053 walks over to 096, who was still wheeping by the cell door.

053: *slowly approaches 096* h-hello shy.

096: *peaks up* ...

053: I saw you were upset... you miss doc don't you?

096: ... *nods and wheeps a bit*

053: He'll be back soon! They said he'll be back! And I bet he misses you too.

096: *cuddles the plushie closer to his chest and wheeps*

053: I know your really upset right now. So I decided to make you this! *she holds out the cupcake she made to 096* Ta Da! A feel better cupcake!

096: ? ... *tilts his head* ... *points to himself*

053: *nods her head* Mhm! I made it for you!

096 looks at the cupcake for a moment, before looking at 053. With a free hand he gently pulls in 053 into a hug and begins to wheep, not caring about getting some of the cupcake sprinkles on him as he crys, with 035 in his arms along with the plushie.

053: it's ok shy... I'm here for you too. *she hugs him tightly* it's going to be ok...

The two hugged each other as 096 wheept. Mean while, the other two Scps watched from a distance.

079: *beeps* Is this what, emotions, are like for some?

682: *sighs* unfortunately yes.

079: *beeps* interesting... *beeps* I am suprised. *beeps* This seemed to have ended, as some would say... *beeps* Wholesomely. *beeps* It normally ends with a bang-

Just then there was a aloud explosion going off from somewhere close by, as the alarms started to blare through out the hallways and an loud voice over the speaker begin to speak on loop.

Speaker: Alert! There has been an explosion in the k8tchen area of the facility! Please remain calm and direct your way out of the area safely! Reapt-!

682 began to form a small grin on his face.

079: . . . *Beeps* Don't tell 049 about this?

682: *low chuckle* Haha, don't tell Doc.

Sorry this was late.😔 school and work have been a lot late once again.

But I do hope you guys enjoyed day 4 of

Don't Tell Scp 049

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whats uppppppp homieeeeeee

THE HOMIEEEEEEEEE!

Just finished this drawing before bed

It's time for me to hop on this Hazbin Hotel Alstor drawing action!

\/Other version down below \/

Blood moon guardian of the flames & blue moon guardian of waters

I was looking threw my phone today and I saw this old drawing i did of grillby from undertale I did two years back.

I just wanted to share it =)

Mercy I hate how i did his head and arms...

Assassin's Creed Lost in Modern Ages AU

Jealousy part 3

Ezio: *leaping from building to building* (in his head) (I'm not jealous.)

Ezio leaps from one medium-size building to the next.

Ezio: (I just want to spend some time with my great, great... well grandson.)

His pace starts to speed up a bit.

Ezio: (I'm not jealous. Ezio Auditore da Firenze? jealous? Never.)

And a bit more.

Ezio: (what do I have to be jealous of? I have admired the Mentor's work for years, why should I be jealous? He's great, he's smart, he reformed the ways the creed-)

He's almost at a sprint.

Ezio: (I mean I get why Desmond would want to be around him and everything, but surely he hasn't forgotten about me- the rest of us... right?)

Small child: *staring at Ezio* ...

Ezio is now in full speed as he's running across rooftops and is practically running a marathon at this point. People below have yet to notice, but it isn't until he reaches the ground that people start to stare as he waits by the gas station that Desmond is in.

Ezio: ... what?

Small child: ... are you a cosplayer?

Ezio: ... uh... sure, I am.

Small child: ... cool! *takes a picture of Ezio and walks away*

Ezio: ... (I probably should have changed before I came out here... what's a cosplayer?)

Soon Desmond walks out of the gas station caring a plastic bag full of snacks.

Desmond: ok that should be- E-EZIO!?

Ezio: Ciao Desmond!

Desmond: gramps two, what hell are you doing out here in public-! *whispers* "with your assassin robes on!"

Ezio: I might have forgotten to change out before coming out here...

Ezio: well I- ... (it has just accrued to me that... I did not think this all the way through) uh...

Desmond: *groans in frustration and starts to push Ezio towards a nearby alleyway*

Ezio: Easy! Easy! I only came out here to speak with you.

Desmond: *inhales and exhales heavily* ok! So explain to me what made you come out here that is so important that you forgot to change out of your assassin attire?

Desmond: ... you ok Gramps two-

Ezio: Uh! Si! Si! I just remembered it was because uh- I wanted to know iii- *looking frantically behind Desmond for ideas*

Lucky for Ezio his hood was up and the dark alley added an extra cover for his facial features, otherwise, he'd probably looked more suspicious to Desmond than he already seemed. As he looks frantically for something, anything that could help him. He then quickly noticed a billboard that was advertising for a live boxing match tomorrow night.

Ezio: -iiiiif you would like to see that! *points to the billboard behind Desmond*

Desmond: *turns around* uh... boxing match?

Ezio: Si! Yes! I forgot to ask you this morning so I uh- wanted to rush over to you! I wanted to know ahead of time before the tickets were sold out! ... that's why I forgot to change... no other reason at all... not out of jealou- what.

Desmond: what? ... were you about to say jealous-

Ezio: I said would you like to go see it... just the two of us... and no one else...

Desmond: 🤨 ... and that's it? That's what you rushed all this way for?

Ezio: ... si. (bene. As they would say, nailed it Ezio!)

Desmond: *thinking* hm... sure I'll bite, I'll come with you to go see it.

Ezio: Bene! I'll get the tickets and we can go tomorrow night together, it'll be fun!

Ezio: oh, uh- *chuckles* si of course Desmond, you have my word.

Desmond: ya alright. Just promise me that you'll change into your modern wear before we go, ok?

Desmond: cool, I'll see you back at home gramps two. *starts to walk out the alley* oh you might wanna take the more backdoor routes home. Don't want any Abstergo workers or people finding our location.

Ezio: ah! Yes, of course.

Desmond: alright, see you at home gramps two. *leaves to his motorcycle*

Ezio: ... I really hope no one saw me... I'm sure it'll be fine. *starts making his way through the dark alleyway*

Back at home.

Desmond: *walks in and closes the door* hey guys, I'm home!

Shaun: ah, welcome back... so...

Desmond: ... so what?

Rebecca: Did Ezio happen to run into you while you were getting snacks?

Desmond: ya, I'm assuming you all saw him running out the door in his assassin robes?

Leonardo: Si, we did.

Jacob: well we didn't see him do it, but he was gone and the front door was open... Yeah pretty much.

Connor: So, what did he say to you exactly?

Desmond: Oh, he just wanted to know if I'd like to see a boxing match tomorrow night.

Connor: oh really?

Desmond: ya, guess he wants it to be just the two of us.

Jacob: Tch! did he also tell you that he was- HOLD ON A SECOND! Do you mean tomorrow night's boxing match between frantoio the destroyer and King Rook!?

Desmond: I think so? Why?

Jacob: LUCKY BASTARD! I'm a HUGE fan of King Rook! They say he was taught how to fight, by joining every single street fight club from all around the world! His way of fighting is JUST like back in the street fight club me and Evie were in!

Shaun: Of course you are.

Rebecca: Well why don't you go?

Jacob: *sighs* UUUUUUGH! CAUSE EVIEEEE WON'T LET MEEEE!

Desmond: why doesn't she let you go?

Jacob: I don't know, something about the usual reasons, like the tickets are super expensive, something about being a menace to society and bla bla bla all that rubbish.

Connor: sounds completely reasonable.

Jacob: no it isn't!

Desmond: you can just watch it here-

Altair: *comes down the stair in his modern wear* Hey, you ready to go Desmond?

Altair is wearing a white zip-up jacket with the hoodie over his head, navy blue jeans, and a red belt with the silver buckle that had the assassin's creed logo on it, and black and white sneakers.

Desmond: Oh- Ya I'm ready to go! *holds up the plastic bag* I got the snacks for us to sneak into the movie theater.

Altair: *nods*

Desmond: *quickly moves the snacks to his backback and zips it up* we'll be back once the movie's over guys.

Shaun: alright, see you then.

Rebecca: have fun you two.

Both Desmond and Altair nod as they leave for the movies, a few moments after they left Ezio walks into the house.

Connor: So, a boxing match huh?

Ezio: what was I supposed to say!?

Shaun: how about nothing at all!? Or not doing what you just did in your assassin robes! Which you could have completely compromised our location! Like what if you were spotted in public by Abstergo?!

Ezio: I was in the clear, only a child spotted me.

Shaun: What the bloody hell Ezio! That still doesn't make it better!

Ezio: they only thought I was a "cosplayer" of some kind... whatever that is.

Rebecca: *snickers* Haha! A COSPLAYER!

Shaun: ok you, stop laughing this is serious!

Rebecca: *snorts* haha! S-sorry Shaun *wheezes*

Shaun: And you! *points to Ezio* you need to stop this before this goes where I think it's going!

Ezio: what's the harm in taking Desmond to see a fighting match?

Connor: A lot of things Ezio, a lot of things. Like- how are you gonna get tickets this soon? And from what Jacob told us, their very expletives tickets, Ezio.

Ezio: oh don't worry about that Connor *walks by Shaun* I have my ways.

Shaun: Ezio this is a ridiculous plan. You're acting like one of those high school girls with a weird obsession, jealousy problem.

Ezio: I'm not jealous!

Shaun: yes you- *feels his wallet is missing* Bloody hell, now I lost my wallet again. Just great! I'll be right back. But this conversation isn't over! *walks upstairs*

Rebecca: *sighs* I better go help him find it before he starts getting in a more sour mood. *follows Shaun*

Ezio: ... *heads to the living room computer and gets on it*

Connor: Ezio! Come on! ... Leonardo, you've been quiet this whole time... don't you think you should say something to Ezio.

Leonardo: well I-

Jacob: ya, after all, he is your best friend. He'll listen to you more than us.

Leonardo: ... *sighs and walks over to Ezio* Ezio... you need to calm yourself. You and I both know you can't afford those tickets on your own, and this will no doubt spiral into something worse than you think it will. I ask, pls, let this go. You have nothing to be jealous of Altair spending some time with Desmond. I'm speaking to you as your closest friend, fratello, please don't push this any further.

Ezio: Your right about one thing Leonardo. I may not be able to get those tickets myself- *pulls out Shaun's wallet and pulls out a credit card from it* but I'm sure Shaun won't mind if I used this.

Jacob: Oh- Ho Ho! Ezio you mad bastard! Haha!

Leonardo: Ey- Ezio!

Ezio: what!? It's not the first time I've stolen Shaun's credit card, or the only one.

Jacob: ah so true, I steal it on an almost regular basis.

Connor: Well I never have-

Jacob: lies! All of it! LIES!

Connor: ... tch- ok I've stolen it- once! And it was one time!

Leonard: what for?

Connor: I-... I needed the money to... t-to get Aveline something...

Jacob and Ezio: ... 😏 *lift their eyebrows up and down*

Connor: . . . What!?

Jacob: 😏 ... you like her-

Connor: T-THAT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS FRYE!

Ezio: heh, sure Connor~.

Leonardo: May we please get back on topic now? This is about Ezio's jealousy problem, not Connor's awkward love life.

Connor: CAN WE STOP BRING THAT UP!?!? But yes! He does have a point about Ezio!

Leonardo: Si. Now, Ezio you can't go through with this!

Ezio: I'm already on the website for the tickets, and I can tell you that this is happening.

Leonardo: What will happen after you and Desmond watch the fight!? What would you have gained from this? Desmond's attention for only a few hours? And what happens once it's all over? Nothing much would change. The only thing that would change is your drive to only gain more and more of Desmond's attention.

Ezio: I just want to spend some time with him Leonardo, this has nothing to do with jealousy.

Leonardo: Desmond is hurting right now! You will only hurt him more!

Ezio: I would never desire hurt and pain on him!!! I only desire to help him with whatever he needs. as his great-great-great- ...well grandfather.

Leonardo: ... Ezio... you need to let him deal with this how he wants to. Doing this out of spite on another or jealousy can only bring disastro.

Ezio: ... *orders the tickets* I only want to give him the best... spend some quality time together as famiglia... something that I only had for such a short time...

Leonardo: ... *sighs* very well Ezio, if that is your choice... I won't stop you.

Jacob: wait what?

Connor: what!?

Ezio: *forms a weak smile* Thank you for understanding my friend.

Ezio turns off the computer, before getting up and hugging Leonardo. Leonardo didn't resist as they hugged.

Ezio: grazie Leonardo.

Leonardo: of course my friend.

Once they part, Ezio puts the credit card back into Shaun's wallet and leaves it on the kitchen counter as if it were never stolen and heads upstairs to his room.

Connor: Leonardo why did-

Leonardo: The thing with Ezio is, sometimes you have to let him learn his lesson the hard way. Just like Jacob-

Jacob: hey!

Leonardo: it's painful and it pains me to do it, but sometimes it's the only way he'll learn. He'll crash and burn, and when he comes back after. Just give the man a cold stern talking to, for good measure, and if he's still willing to listen. Only then will you be able to help him truly.

Connor: ... *sighs* you know him better than any of us- well other than Desmond. I'll trust you on your word Leonardo.

Leonardo: Mhm, trust me. This is the only way he will understand his mistake.

Connor: just hope the crash won't be too bad for him.

Jacob: *on the computer holding Shaun's credit card* ya, hope so too.

Connor: ... really Jacob!?

Jacob: what!?

Leonardo: put Shaun's credit card down Jacob.

Jacob: ok let me see if I'm hearing you right- so it's ok for Ezio, to steal and use it, but not me!?

Leonardo: he needs to learn his lesson. As for you- *takes the credit card away from Jacob's hands and puts it back in the wallet*

Jacob: hey! Come on Leo!

Leonardo: you still have many things to learn.

Jacob: bah! Your no fun... so what do we do now then?

Leonardo: prepare ourselves to help Ezio get up when he crashes. Which all we can really do is wait.

Bounce scene:

At the movie theater.

Desmond and Altair were watching the movie in the movie theater together. They were halfway through it when Desmond's phone suddenly started to vibrate in his pocket. Luckily it was on silent, less they risk getting kicked out.

Desmond: hm? *pulls out his phone and checks who it is* . . . *clenches his right hand on the seat's armrest and starts taking in heavy breaths*

Desmond: *tries to take control of his breathing* I-I can't.

Altair: *glances his eyes at him* ...

Desmond: *seems to be having a small panic attack*

Altair: Breath Desmond. Remember to ease your breathing.

His right arm starts to dimly shine patterns a bit from under his black opera glove. His right eye slowly starts to glow and his heart rate increases at a fast pace. Desmond's body tenses the longer he stares at the contact caller on his phone as it vibrated in his hand. Panic slowly formed into rage, he want to answer it, he wanted to scream at the caller on the other end, curse him out right there and now. T̶̜̓o̷̲̣͋̏ ̴͉̓m̷̡͉͑̚à̸̖k̷̠̓̅͜ę̴̭̀̈́ ̸̩̖͆ḥ̴͍̈́͝i̸̼̝̾m̷̼̄ ̵̱̇h̸͔̓̐ũ̶͇͝ŗ̶̼́t̴̨͜͝ ̸̧̤̀̌l̵̳͝͝ȉ̸͕̘k̷̯̗̅̚é̸͈͓ ̶͙͍́h̸͓̟̉e̵̞͠ ̴̮͈̚d̶̻̏͠i̷͓͘d̵̯̅̈́ ̷̢͈̽ḩ̷͎̈́i̴̛̹m̵͇̭̃ . . . T̵̡̾̌O̶̫̍́ ̶̱̔D̶̜̈O̶͕̔͑ ̷̨̜̉F̸̤̎̊Á̸̙̺̕Ṛ̴̅ ̵̤̊͊M̴̜̩̅͋O̶̻̽R̵̘̼͗̃Ė̷͕̓-

Altair: *puts a firm but gentle hand on Desmond's shoulder* you don't have to deal with his bullsh*t Desmond.

D̵̠̐͋͜ē̷̲͓͠ś̷͕̲m̶o̷̙͑̓n̶̯̹̋̆d: *heavy breathing* . . . He-

Altair: You don't need to answer him if you know it's only going to make you angry and anxious.

D̵͓̿e̸̮̬̒̕s̶̨̽̆m̵̧̭̆̓ond: . . . *squeezes the phone in his hand*

Altair: Listen, He chose to miss out on a good opportunity to spend time with you. You have every right to be angry with him and every equal right not to answer him at all. Let his call go to voice mail and let's just enjoy the rest of our movie, ok?

Desmond: ... *his eye stops glowing* ... ya... your right. *put his phone back in his pocket*

Altair: *nods and faces back at the screen but keeps his hand on Desmond's shoulder* ... I will always be with you.

Desmond begins to try and reset his breathing as he begins to count in his head...

one. He takes a deep breath in and out, his heart rate increases, and his grip on the armrest tightens as he hears and feels the vibration of his phone, the sound ringing loudly to his ears only as an echo.

Two. He breaths in and out again, he feels his eye start to glow again as the movie became a blur to his vision as his phone vibrated again.

Three. Desmond suddenly feels like he's on the edge of loosening it when he suddenly feels Altair rubbing his back gently. Desmond glances over at him. Altair's own eyes dimly glowed from the darkness of his hood, as he focused them towards the large screen up front as he began to hum something in Arabic quietly to Desmond.

Desmond felt... safe, calm, and loved, like nothing in the world could ever hurt him. He suddenly readied himself as he suddenly feels his phone vibrate again. Let's do this.

One. He breathes, ignoring everything going on around him, remembering Altair's words. "you don't have to deal with his bullsh*t Desmond.", His phone vibrates. His eye stops glowing.

Two. "You have every right to be angry with him and every equal right to not to answer him at all.", His phone vibrates again. His arm stops glowing through his black opera glove and his grip on the armrest loosens.

Three. "I will always be with you." His phone vibrates for the last time, as his body finally relaxes completely. his vision and mind cleared. The two continue to watch the movie in peace, without any issues for the rest of the evening.

Desmond: ... *smiles* thanks gramps.

Altair: ... *forms a small smile* dayiman alhafidu.

Wow! This one was an emotional rollercoaster for a good chunk of the characters, also sorry if this was a bit long, I just wanted to add a comforting scene with Desmond and Altair. But I still hope you all enjoyed part 3 of jealousy! Next part coming soon!

First - prev - coming soon

I think this is the longest assassin's creed lost in modern ages AU headcanon I've made so far other then The Epic Adventures Of Malik and Leonardo series

Ok, so I was chilling thinking about some assassin's creed animations I've seen on YouTube, and I remember this ONE animatic where it was like mostly batman. But this animation had like this one familiar character (it's a debate between sonic or Jesse from minecraft story mode Don't judge me!) And they were messing with Batman calling batman, Bruce Wayne and Batman kept accidentally responding and kept telling them it was batman, than (it was either Altair or Ezio i can't for the life of me remember) and he called out and said "Is that Bruce Wayne!" And batman was so done! 🤣

Now, for the life of me, I can't find this video! Like I looked up as best I could in the YouTube search bar - BUT NOTHING!

I tried remembering the artist, and I looked them up, but I can't tell if I'm remembering wrong or if they deleted the video!

I'M LIOSING MY MIND!

Can someone please help me! I am losing brain cells on this! I'm hoping somehow the internet will band together and help me find this video if any traces of it at all exist! Cause I'm starting to think it didn't exist! 🥲

Don't Tell scp-049

Day 2

Day 2 of scp-049 being absent from site 19. While scp 035 and scp 076 are wreck havoc in the main area scp 106 decided to go and explore some of the other scp containment chambers, hoping to possably torment any anomalous creatures in his pocket dimension. However he end up finding himself in scp 049's empty containment chamber instead.

106: *peaks out of the wall* HEEEERES LAWRENCE- ... empty. Damn it! ... *looks around the cell*

The cell was a plain white room, a single cot on the left side wall of the cell, and a desk close by it, had several different tables with different test tunes and chemical sets, placed on them in a somewhat chaotic order, in the center of the other side of the room was seemed to look like a surgical area, there he saw a large overhead light above an operating table next to it a rolling cart, resting on top were some cleaned up surgical tools and by the wall next to the surgery area was a lone sink.

It then came to 106 that he was in the plague doctor's cell.

106: huh... *picks up one of 049's scalpels and fiddles with it* eh... I'll never understand why the doctor does this stuff... *looks down at the scalpel he's holding for a moment* . . .

Half an hour later.

106: *wearing a paper made plague doctor's mask and speaks in a mediocre french accent* HMMM YES PeStIlEnCe AnD DiSeAsEs! *sniffing sounds* WHOOP! I sEmLl PeStIlEnCe iN yOu! *swings the scalpel around* DYO YOU PORCELAIN B@#$! I SAID DON'T TOUCH MY SH*T! *starts waving his arms around in the air still holding the scalpel* EvErYoNe LiStEn To mE aNd EvErY eArFuLl AnNoYiNg CoMmAnDs I hAvE tO SaY cAuSe yOu IdIotS cAn'T dO sH*T RiGhT! *swings the scalpel around some more* LoOk aT mE AnD mY bIg @$$ BeAk FaCe AnD LiStEn To mY OUTRAGEOUS FRENCH ACCENT!!! VERY OUTRAGEOUS!!!

Scp 035 over hears yelling from 049's chambers and takes a peek inside the room to see what was going on, only to find 106 stomping around the plague doctor's cell wearing a poorly made plague doctor's mask.

106: HaVe NO FeAr DeAr PaTiEnTs fOr I! *tries to do a scalpel trick spin but nearly drops it* Oh sh*t- *catches it last second and lifts it in the air* AM THE CURE!!! NOW I WILL CURE THE PESTIL-

035: *leaning on the cell door* Nice impersonation attempt.

106: *freezes in place* . . . Uh... h-how long were you standing there for?

035: ... *pulls out a well made mask connect piece of a plague doctor's lower mask and puts it over the mouth part of his face* *starts talking in 049's voice* long enough to show you how to impersonate the good doctor properly.

106: ...

035: *smug energy* ...

106: ... don't tell the Doctor-

035: Don't, tell, Doc.

30 minutes later.

035: *still in 049's voice* pass me the scalpel, my dear good doctor.

106: of course good doctor. *passes 035 the scalpel*

035: *cuts something with the scalpel* pass the glue, now.

106: glue! *hands 035 the glue*

035: *glues something* and done! Our patient has been cured of the pestilence!

Sitting there on the plague doctor's surgical table was a bar of carved soap in the shape of what apear to be the shape of a platypus, with beak and limbs made from gluw and cut popsicle sticks.

106: ... I hate to use such language, but our patient looks like sh*t.

035: In your eyes maybe good doctor! But I think this surgery was a complete success! *stretches his arms out*

There was a sudden crash of shattering glass next to them.

106: O_O . . .

035: *is now the tragedy mask* . . .

Both turn to the left and looked down to see one of the plague doctor's test-tubes full of strange black liquid substince had spilled on the only carpet in the entire room.

035: *in his normal voice* ... oh that's not good.

106: *his normal voice and takes if his mask* OH YOU THINK!?? Why the hell does he have a single white f@#$ing carpet in his entire cell!?

035: oh that's an easy answer! Cause his feet hurt when he stands in a single spot for a long period of time when he does surgery, so he had them put a carpet next to his surgery table to-

106: NEVER MIND THAT! We gotta clean this sh*t up before anyone sees!

035: OK! Ok! Relax! I know where doc keeps his rags at! *goes to find a rag in one of the cupboards* Where the f@#$ did doc move the stupid-

106: hurry up!

035: SHUT UP I GOT IT! *grabs a rag* found it! *runs it under warm water in a nearby sink and starts cleaning the stain on the rug* Oh no, not the CARPET!!!

106: Doc is going to kiiill you!!!

035: *scrubs harder* ooh Doc is gonna kill me!

The black liquid doesn't go away, as it stains the rag as well.

035: Ooh WHAT HAVE I DOOOONE! OOOH NO, OH NO, OH NOOOO!

The stain doesn't go away and starts to get bigger as 035 continues to scrub at it.

035: OH I'M MAKING IT WORSE!!!

106: *starts laughing* oh this turned over quickly completely!

035: OOOH YOU @$$HOLE!!! You made this happen!!!

106: I DIDN'T MAKE YOU FLING YOUR CLUMSY @$$ HOST HANDS AT THE GLASS TUBES!!!

035: UUUGH! ... *looks up at the cell security camera* Oh Doc please don't watch the security footage please! Uuugh! It was all Lawrence's Fault!

106: I wasn't the one who broke his sh*t! That was you!

035: YA BUT YOU WERE IN DOC'S ROOM WHEN HE TOLD US NOT TOO!!!

106: YOU BROKE HIS SH*T! NOT ME!!!

035: YOU F@#$ING WENT INTO HIS ROOM FIRST!!!

106: OK! you know what! Let's just say 682 did this or something. I mean the doctor isn't gonna be back here in a week maybe the foundation will clean up his room or something.

035: *sighs* fine! Your right! Your right! *stands up and puts the rag in the sink and looks down at the mess* ... you think he'll notice?

106: *looks down at the stain as well*

The stain has became bigger and is nearly a gaint black blob on the carpet.

106: . . . No, I don't think he will...

035: ... Ok, so we both agree to never speak of this again?

106: agreed.

035: Don't tell Doc.

106: Don't tell Doc. *sinks into his pocket dimension portal on the ground*

035: *quickly leaves the room while whistling*

🤫

Ssssssh!

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Don't tell Doc.

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