the assassins guild

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Michael Fassbender attends the 2017 Directors Guild Awards in Beverly Hills, Los Angeles, on the 4th February 2017.

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“We certainly could do with [a loan],” said Lord Vetinari. “We need the money. I was about to say that we cannot afford mercenaries.”

“How can this be?” said Lord Downey. “Don’t we pay our taxes?”

“Ah, I thought it might come to that,” said Lord Vetinari. He raised his hand and on cue again, his clerk placed a piece of paper in it. “Let me see now…ah yes. Guild of Assassins…gross earnings in the last year: AM$13,207,408. Taxes paid in the last year: forty-seven dollars, twenty-two pence and what on examination turned out to be a Hershebian half-dong, worth one-eighth of a penny.”

“That’s all perfectly legal! The Guild of Accountants-”

“Ah, yes. Guild of Accountants: gross earnings: AM$7,999,011. Taxes paid: nil. But, ah yes, I see they applied for a rebate of AM$200,000.”

“And what we received, I may say, included a Hershebian half-dong,” said Mr. Frostrip of the Guild of Accountants. 

“What goes around comes around,“ said Vetinari calmly. He tossed the paper aside. "Taxation, gentlemen, is very much like dairy farming. The task is to extract the maximum amount of milk with the minimum amount of moo. And I am afraid to say that these days all I get is moo." 

 "Are you telling us that Ankh-Morpork is bankrupt?” said Downey. 

 "Of course. While, at the same time, full of rich people. I trust they have been spending their good fortune on swords.“

 - ‘Jingo’ by Sir Terry Pratchett

Klance Recs #3

Tidal by  noero ( PG-13, 1.6k)

Summary: Although Keith may not consider himself a theorist, he figures the impulse that fuels his own inertia is the only force that can stop Lance’s aimless velocity. They just fit. Far be it from him question the laws of nature. [Pining!Keith]


String Theory 
by noero (NC-17, 4.3k)

Summary: The prospect of piloting the Red Lion had excited Lance at first, even if the mere thought of abandoning the Blue Lion made him uneasy. In hindsight, that should have been his first clue that something was bound to go wrong. Omnipresent robot lions were usually right about these things. [Soulbond, Black Paladin!Keith]


Intermezzo 
by noero (NC-17, 3.2k)

Summary: Their relationship had always been backward like that, needing to turn left before they turn right. They go up just so they can come back down and one step forward for every two steps back. They’d been running in circles so long that they skid the turn when they try to stop. Everything is urgent and feverish.

Alternately, the one in which Lance is handsy and Keith just really wants to kiss him. [Friends With Benefits] 


Pendulum 
by noero (NC-17, 5.2k)

Summary: The funny thing about falling for someone is you don’t even realize you’re falling until you hit the ground.

It just happens that when Lance falls, he hits hard.


Best Laid Plans 
by agrestenoir + ErinNovelist (PG-13, 2.5k)

Summary: “If by dream, you mean your worst nightmare, then yes, sweet Paladin.” Lotor’s voice was soft and saccharine as he crept closer Lance, lips pulling into a twisted, cruel smile. “I am the vengeance my father seeks, the fear you feel in the nights, I am—”

“Batman,” Lance whispered.

“Lance,” Keith whispered. “Please don’t antagonize Zarkon’s son.”

Or: Lance and Keith get captured. Lotor is a Diva. There’s kissing, and somehow they escape too, but who’s really here for that?


Entangled 
by mackerelmademedoit (R, 101.8k)

Summary: When Keith found himself mentally linked to Lance of all people, he never thought that it would end in anything but irritation and misery on both sides. He certainly never imagined that it would be a useful asset in team Voltron’s fight against the Galra Empire. Now if he can just keep his feelings in check, they might actually have a chance at defeating Zarkon.

Needless to say, when he’d wished for a ‘bonding moment’ with Lance, this wasn’t exactly what he’d had in mind. [Mental Link/Soul Bond]


pepsicola 
by corydalis (PG-13, 10.3k)

Summary: It starts like this: Lance looking up at the scoreboard only a few days into his Garrison training and muttering to himself, “What the hell kind of a name is Keith?”

Or, Keith and Lance fall in love. Eventually.
DAY 2: love // hate [Enemies to Friends to Lovers]


Like Devo 
by surveycorpsjean (NC-17, 8.3k)

Summary: As rival jammers, they’re rough, skating around the rink, giving bruises, bloody noses, broken ribs and snapped fingers-

But when the cops show up, Keith grabs his hand and yanks Lance into the storm drain.

And thats how they start dating. [Roller Derby AU] 


Crossroads 
by manamune (Light R, 106.8k)

Summary: When Keith crashed his Lion into a Galra warship in order to stop it from destroying a solar system, and more importantly, his friends, he was fully prepared to die for it.

What he didn’t prepare for was to wake up in an alternate universe where he and Lance were dating. [Time Travel/Alternate Dimension]


electromagnetic 
by seabear (PG, 25k)

Summary: Lance spends a lot of time wondering about his place in the universe. And his place with Keith. Oh, also there’s a heist and some fake dating. [Heist, Fake Out Make Out]


The Outfield 
by EdgarAllenPoet (R, 22.9k, WIP)

Summary: "The first time Lance meets Keith, Rihanna’s “S&M” is playing in the background, which Lance thinks is incredibly ironic considering where they are. Also, Keith’s naked.“ [BDSM AU, Safe; Sane; Consensual, WIP]


equations for a falling body 
by csoru (R, 25k)

Summary: “So, good news,” says Lance, voice a little strangled. “I seriously doubt that’s a killer neurotoxin. Or knockout gas.”

(Keith, Lance, an alien drug and an enclosed space, and what happens after.) [WARNINGS: Non-con drug use, non-con branding, dubcon]


Shut Up and Dance With Me 
by wittyy_name (R, 132k, WIP)

Summary: Lance and his friends have been regulars at the Altea Dance Studio for years. Not just for classes, but to hang out, practice, and spend time with good people who love dancing. Every year, they audition to be one of the few representing Altea at the regional dance competition. Lance always auditions solo, but this year he misses out on auditions and blows his chance to participate. And so does his self-proclaimed rival, Keith.

Luckily, Shiro comes up with a brilliant plan: convince Lance and Keith to audition as a duo.

With a little convincing, and a lot of effort, these two might just be able to pull it off and go to regionals… or they might crash and burn. [Dancer AU]


Trouble’s Making Everything All Right by Mytay (R, 44.4k, WIP Series)

Summary: Two Paladins become two rough and tumble mercenaries, donning their leather coats and gun holsters, righting wrongs (while committing a few heists of their own), and fighting to get off this bleak, crime-filled planet.

Also known as Lance and Keith’s Space Cowboy Adventures. [Space Cowboys, Canon Divergence, WIP Series]


Far Away From Nothing 
by Ikira (NC-17, 12.5k)

Summary: When Lance is the last of the paladins to be recovered after their separation through the corrupted wormhole, everyone is a little concerned for him, considering how much Lance likes to be around people. Surprisingly, Keith seems to be the most concerned of all.

But that concern quickly shifts to flustered preoccupation when Keith finally finds Lance and discovers that his time living on an uninhabited jungle planet have wrought some changes in the Blue Paladin. Some really nice changes. Turns out there are no barbers or hair stylists in the jungle, and Keith? Is unexpectedly okay with this. Really okay with this. Oh boy. [Hair Kink? Hair Length Kink?]


The Games We Play 
by Lys ap Adin (lysapadin) (NC-17, 3k)

Summary: Lance likes games.

Through a lot of trial and error, this is what Keith has learned: the more random and casual Lance is being, the closer Keith needs to be listening, because it means Lance is trying to tell him something important. [BDSM]


From the Ruins, We shall Rise 
by (R, 18k, WIP)

Summary: This is a tale of two countries finding peace, a tale of a jealous emperor, and a tale of how a team was put together to save these two countries from their doom.

The kingdom of Altea seeks peace with its Galran Empire neighbor, but the tyrannic Emperor Zarkon refuses to let Altea flourish while his turns to sand. It takes a prince, a general, a hitman, an inventor, a smith, and a guild of assassins to ensure that peace will reign throughout the continent of Cygnus. [Dragon Riders/Fantasy AU]


Burnout
 by lovetheinkstains (R, 12k, WIP)

Summary: Keith has a death wish and his entire department knows it.
Running back into the flames of cleared buildings as if he’s looking for a way to die a hero.
The way his detective friend did.
But the EMT with the pretty blue eyes hasn’t given up on him just yet.
And oddly enough… neither has the dead detective… [Firefighter/EMT AU, Mystery, WIP]


Touchdown
 by InsominiacArrest (NC-17, 4.6k)

Summary: Lance starts to get hot and bothered by the fact Keith sometimes gives out congratulatory ass slaps, and it becomes an issue when they start dating and it’s hard for Lance to ask for what he wants. [Spanking]


from the mouths of liars 
bycsoru (NC-17, 7k)

Summary: “Dude,” says Lance — foolishly, because it means he has to breathe and now if they get sucked out into the vacuum of space, he’ll suffocate — “Are you mutating? Is this going to be the kind of deal where you get all messed up and turn into a horrible monster?” [Galra!Keith, Friends With Benefits, WARNINGS: slightly dark fic, Dom/sub undertones, body horror, consent issues and not entirely healthy relationship, under negotiated kink]

juicewzl  asked:

Wil, are people on the TV just like us non-TV people? Do you still get calls about timeshares you have no interest in that wont stop? Or do you have some form of Assassin from the actors guild that handles those kinds of problems?

Well, I can only speak for myself, but I’ve gotten that “oh sorry my headset fell out of my ear” spam call so many times now, I can hang up on it and report the number faster than she can speak.

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some wind down doodles from the past few days, all to varying degrees crossing over Mob Psycho 100 and Discworld, and most from the AU we’ve been discussing with @fireflysummers (read about it here and here)!! Featuring: more Mob bonding with swamp dragons, Reigen and headology, Small God Dimple, Teru - half elf and most prominent pupil of the Assassins Guild (at least until he encounters Mob during a test assignment aimed at a member of the Vimes’ family), and Reigen and Death of Discworld as drinking buddies.

cosmic-smoged  asked:

What is there to do in skyrim after playing that much???? Also I'm like level 20 what's a fun thing to do?

mods mods and more mods…..but you might like: thieves guild, assassins guild, companions, expansion packs, trials of kyne, thaneships, build up properties, stones of barenziah, dragon priest mask quest at Labyrinthian…hey, go check out Labyrinthian, you would really like the maze there and the mask room. They are both outside the regular dungeon area right next to each other.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GlPlCvL5_Cs

He hadn’t had much experience with the rich and powerful. Coppers didn’t, as a rule. It wasn’t that they were less prone to commit crimes, it was just that the crimes they committed tended to be so far above the normal level of criminality that they were beyond the reach of men with bad boots and rusting mail. Owning a hundred slum properties wasn’t a crime, although living in one was, almost. Being an Assassin–the Guild never actually said so, but an important qualification was being the son or daughter of a gentleman–wasn’t a crime. If you had enough money, you could hardly commit crimes at all. You just perpetrated amusing little peccadilloes.
—  Terry Pratchett, Men at Arms
A Million Roses 1. (M)

Pairing: J U N G K O O K x R E A D E R x Y O O N G I

Genre: A N G S T & S M U T — assassin!au

Word Count: 7.633

Summary: One would think that no one can rival the power of the silent assassin, but as someone begins to claim your targets before you can pull the trigger, the entirety of the crew struggles with mistrust and suspicion, forgetting the oath in which they are bound by blood. For every body stolen, a rose lies in its place, and for every rose placed, you are one step closer to finding the traitor, the one who had so easily convinced you to love him in the first place.

Inspiration: Sword Art Online

Warnings: major character death, descriptive gore including blood and violence

Rating: NC-17


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JOHN WICK: CHAPTER 2 starring Keanu Reeves

“In this next chapter following the 2014 hit, legendary hitman John Wick (Keanu Reeves) is forced back out of retirement by a former associate plotting to seize control of a shadowy international assassins’ guild. Bound by a blood oath to help him, John travels to Rome where he squares off against some of the world’s deadliest killers.”

  • Film premiered in Los Angeles on January 30, 2017 & was theatrically released in the United States on February 10, 2017
  • Rated R (strong violence throughout, some language & brief nudity)
  • 90% Tomatometer (7.3/10) -  93% Audience Score (4.5/5)
  • 3.5 stars out of 4 Roger Ebert
  • Filming Locations: principal photography becgan October 26, 2015 in New York City, NY, USA - Rome, Lazio, Italy - Montreal, Québec & Ontario, Canada

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Sometimes I think about the Origins LIs and I feel like crying

Alistair, who was brought up considered a mistake - the Kings bastard, nothing but a shameful accident jeopardising the true heir’s position and Maric’s reputation - made to sleep in the kennels with the dogs, cast aside and given to the Chantry where he can’t make trouble. Shunned by nobles, mocked by commoners. Nobody ever noticing him except when convenient - nobody except Duncan, and Duncan isn’t here anymore.

Leliana, recovering from betrayal. The realisation that every loving smile, every kiss and soft touch traded between herself and the woman she loved with all her heart - the woman she dedicated her life to, the woman she would have killed for, died for - was nothing but a lie. That for all Marjolaine meant to her, to Marjolaine she meant nothing.

Morrigan who was raised to believe love and goodness to be pretty lies, to see deceit and hatred everywhere, in everyone. Never viewed with anything but suspicion, hostility and at best hollow, meaningless lust from shallow men. Love is a lie and a weakness, only survival matters. Only power matters. The loneliness she feels is a weakness she doesn’t need, and she’s learnt to ignore how it aches.

Zevran, raised in a brothel where love is an illusion sold for coin. Sold on the slave market at seven to a guild of assassins who spent the rest of his training trying to break whatever love was left in him. Never having true loves or friendships, because how can you love anybody when you’re waiting for them to plunge a knife into your back? The only woman who loved him is dead (his fault) and he’s left with the hollow truth - she meant nothing. He means nothing.

And then comes the Warden.
And Alistair finally has somebody who values him as more than Maric’s bastard son, who values who he is and what he wants, a woman mad and wonderful enough to look at the goofy wise-cracking idiot and go “yep, I love him.”
Leliana finally has somebody who will return the gentle words and gestures with everything they have, because finally she means as much to her love as they do to her.
Morrigan finally meeting a person willing to accept her wholly and completely, not cowed or full of fear and hatred for her power, but somebody who respects her. A man who views her not as some object of lust he can tame, but something far more. Love can be a power too.
Zevran finally has somebody he can trust completely, somebody he can be safe with (safe to love, he didn’t even know that was possible). He has somebody who looks at him like he’s worth something. As though in their eyes he’s worth the entire world.

I have feelings

Dark Brotherhood sounds like an edgy name for a group of as edgy emo kids who gather up in some kind of cave to listen Fallout Boy and complain about their parents

Companions are sporty boys and girls who nobody thinks anything bad of. They are cool and most people admire them. The golden ones. Secretly their inner ring is smoking pot

Thieves guild is full of 12-year-old boys who think they are a big deal because one of them once snatched a candy bar. They drive aroud with their bikes, bully old ladies and think that school is for nerds.

The whole Civil War thing with Imperials and Stormcloaks is actually a fight going on between fans of two sports teams (probably football). Imperials are the bigger team and Stormcloaks dream about beating them one day.

It all started with merely me trying to paint the Assassins’ Guild coat of arms, just for the sake of turning the sketch into a T-Shirt print (I did; I’m still not sure the print will look okay, but if it does, I’m sharing very much), because if I’m dressing as anyone for any convention, it’s one of the silly young inexperienced Black Clerks, if you get what I mean, so…

Note the words “silly young inexperienced”; that’s the version of the Patrician above, because face it: he was that person long time ago ;}

Dear Mr Lipwig, I feel that you are a dear, sweet man who will look after my little Mr Fusspot. Please be kind to him. He has been my only friend in difficult times. Money is such a crude thing in these circumstances, but the sum of $20,000 annually will be paid to you (in arrears) for preforming this duty, which I beg of you to accept.
If you do not, or if he dies of unnatural causes, your arse will belong to the Guild of Assassins. $100,000 is lodged with Lord Downey, and his young gentlemen will hunt you down and gut you like the weasel that you are, Smart Boy!
May the gods bless you for your kindness to a widow in distress.
—  Making Money by Terry Pratchett