#ac iii

[superfandomlife]

Assassin's Creed III Remastered (2019)

[vivvysstuff]

im postint it again cause i feel like i whitewashed him on accident so heres the fixed version

[estrangedll]

[shinystalcat]

Favorite thing about Ratohnhaké:ton so far is his undisguised disgust whenever anyone tries to shake his hand or touch his shoulder. The man does NOT like to be touched and I respect that.

[mlekoels]

Ratonhnhaké:ton/Connor and Haythem

Just for the sillies

[onyxkis]

im putting both of my favs together to endure school i think theyd be best frenemies (no they will hate each other)

ALSO SORRY FOR BEING INACTIVE i was so busy ....

[darkandstormyart]

run, boy, run

(this world is not made for you)

run, boy, run

(they're trying to catch you)

[demigoddessqueens]

Hi, how are you? 🫶🏼

Since it's Ratonhnhaké:ton's birthday today, could I ask you for a fic where the reader welcomes Connor with a cake for his birthday? He had forgotten his own birthday because of all the work of being a master assassin.

Maybe some suggestive comment at the end, about having another present for him in his bedroom (only if you want!).

Thanks 💕

Oh of course!!! 😄

a/n - honestly that makes two of us because I was out traveling a bit and spring is always a busy, eventful time for me, so I’m glad to finally get some down time to write and take requests again 😅

Masterlist 12

He dragged a hand down his face as he let out a long, deep sigh. Weary limbs rested gratuitously in the wooden chair that creaked under his weight.

These past four days had been taxing on the young man in assuming the mantle of leadership. Fatigue and concern for you ran through his mind. It had felt like eons since you both had time for yourselves, together and individually.

You had been in the kitchen as you heard him unwind. Putting the finishing touches to the small, thick cake of dried fruits and nuts, you hurried out to greet him.

“Oh, love, you’re back! I have something for you.

You set dune the plate as the brown cloth unfolded before him.

“My coat—! I had been looking for this for a while.

“I had it mended after noticing one too many blade holes in it.”

“Thank you, my heart.”

You beamed at the appreciative tone before realization set in his warm brown eyes.

The cake, mended coat as a gift….oh

Ratonhnhaké:ton felt a twinge of guilt as he realized it was Wednesday, five days since the occasion. Normally he didn’t make a fuss over his birthday of all days, but ever since you both paired up he appreciated your sweetness to cherishing the occasion(s).

“Never worry, sweet, a birthday is not yet complete unless I give you special attention…”

Connor felt his heart hammering in his chest as he caught your meaning. Returning back your smile, he took your hand as you both retired early for a more intimate celebration.