hey all, thanks for stopping by!
actually, i've been using tumblr since its heyday, around 2014-2017(?), and i rlly missed it so i made a new account (☆10.15.24)!
here's all you need to know about me:
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╰─ ♡ about me:
୨୧┇name: fern
୨୧┇pronouns: she/her
୨୧┇ao3: @/fanfenomenon
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╰─ ♡ general interests:
୨୧┇history & culture
୨୧┇musical theater
୨୧┇video games
୨୧┇period dramas
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╰─ ♡ current fandoms:
୨୧┇assassin's creed (mainly)
୨୧┇transformers
୨୧┇conclave
୨୧┇turn washington's spies
୨୧┇wicked
୨୧┇hamilton
୨୧┇amrev & frev
୨୧┇mouthwashing
୨୧┇epic the musical
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╰─ ♡ more important stuff:
୨୧┇DNI MINORS.
୨୧┇i post some of my own content (art/prose/edits), mostly fan content of my fave media
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keep reading for masterlist! (may contain nsft content)
updated masterlist! ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚
started: 11/10/2024 (mm/dd/yyyy)
last updated: 05/02/2025
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╰─ ♡ 𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙣'𝙨 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙙 (𝙖𝙘)
୨୧┇ac edits
♡ Codextober 2024: Day 31 - Family
♡ Soldier, Poet, King, but it’s the Kenway Family.
♡ Haytham realizes how alike his father and son are.
♡ “sakataterihwáhten”
♡ "Too late to tell him I’m sorry.”
♡ if they only knew.
♡ the “you’re gay?” meme but it’s with the colonial brotherhood
♡ what really happened at the battle of louisbourg (1758)
♡ connor kenway / ratonhnhaké:ton supremacy ☝️
୨୧┇ac fanfics/oneshots/drabbles
☆ can i just say how much i enjoy long distance relationship fanfics of shaytham
☆ i think shaytham should get married
☆ i just know haytham would be the type to keep a locket with a picture of shay on it
☆ there's just something so incredibly beautiful about growing old with the one you love.
☆ i just know that if haytham ever knew that his own son was named after his enemy’s deceased child he’d be absolutely enraged.
☆ A Dinner and a Dance
☆ (NSFT) Forgive Me
☆ Haul Away Your Anchor
☆ (NSFT) Sweet Nothings
୨୧┇ac fanart
☾ father and son bonding time
☾ haytham and baby connor
☾ templar!connor's portrait
☾ haytham during his service with the coldstreams
☾ the grandmaster's best wingman: ...his own son
☾ "please don't cry, master kenway..."
☾ shaytham sketches i made at 2am
☾ shay comes home; good old banter ensues
☾ messy sketch of shaytham kissing
☾ a day off.
☾ haytham day 2024! with ziio and connor :D
☾ (NSFT) took the 'hunting dog' title too seriously..
☾ my blorbo...
☾ connor personalizing his robes
☾ sketches of ratonhnhaké:ton's family
☾ jenny spilling kenway family drama at afternoon tea
☾ they're defo flirting
☾ STOP FLIRTING!!!
☾ slow dancing with shaytham
☾ managing the homestead’s accounts
☾ drew the husbands!
☾ what if connor met jenny at queen anne’s square after haytham’s death?
☾ at the captain’s cabin
☾ the benefits of taking an older woman as a lover
☾ what a charming man!
☾ him <3
☾ altair and his big, beautiful hazelnut eyes
☾ “let someone else take care of you for once, haytham.”
☾ haytham after sending shay away to find the precursor box
୨୧┇ac fanart (cont.)
☾ "leave this place and never return."
☾ a well-furnished "chest"
☾ smol haytham :3
☾ connor and shay do the hear me out cake challenge
☾ a glitch in the animus
☾ modern au shaytham (circa 1995)
☾ connor and edward teach haytham how to rig a sail
☾ desecrating making tea with ratonhnhaké:ton
☾ “oh no, he’s hot…”
☾ been playing black flag again and i drew my favorite templar from the game
☾ they obviously have a very professional relationship and definitely don’t fuck in the office-
☾ this was funnier in my head
☾ very old ac fanart
☾ fem! shaytham designs
☾ the desmond files in ac black flag made me so emo
☾ *gasp* haytham being vulnerable?!?!? i can’t believe my eyes!!!!
☾ they’re love rivals
☾ something about connor with green eyes and freckles….
☾ there. haytham in a maid outfit.
☾ the kenway siblings <3
☾ ziio and jenny projecting their period cramps onto haytham
☾ just wanted to draw lafayette spoiling connor with gifts lol
☾ belated happy birthday edward kenway
☾ who done transported him into hamilton
☾ beautiful women be upon ye
☾ templar shay growing out his pornstache
☾ pov: your grandmistress is suddenly pregnant and your order’s hunting dog keeps looking at her like she wants that cookie so effing bad
☾ saw this stupid meme on instagram and i had to redraw it
☾ what has achilles been feeding this boy…
☾ go templars go
☾ (NSFT) drops this and fucking dies
☾ ohh he wants him so bad…
☾ headcanon: haytham had sketches of ziio in his journal
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╰─ ♡ 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙝 𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙤𝙡𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 (𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙫)
*this includes the napoleonic era btw
୨୧┇frev fanart
☾ more old art with napoleon and josephine
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my name is Osama Thaer, Palestine - Gaza Strip, I was living happily before the war, I have a younger sister. I was going to school, living my daily life normally, playing football because I love it, but now the war has prevailed and succeeded in everything in the past, and now our life has become hell. I am here asking for your support and compassion. Our family is facing imminent danger every day, please consider our GoFundMe to help us escape this horrific situation with our beloved one safe.
a message to my followers:
this account has been vouched for and is extremely low on funds.
I am sure this account has been following and sending asks to others in the Turn fandom - if you see this: this is not spam, this is a family in need
i know this is a silly fandom account but my political stance has and always will be clear in whatever i do.
the Palestinians are begging for scraps and pennies for even the chance to escape the horrors of the genocide they are enduring.
please. if you have $5, give it. if you don't, share. if you are anti-Palestine, get the fuck out and block me
“Abe cocked his head to the side and rested his ear against his shoulder, a position he had come to find gave him comfort ever since he was a child. It was like a hug that required no one else. With this and the aid of the rum, his worry and dread seemed to dissipate: the terror of Simcoe, his guilt over Thomas, and how his father would never stop comparing them. Other things, like how he always missed Anna and that it seemed he could never give Mary what she needed. It was Washington and the rest of the ring, or figuring out how his farm was going to survive another season. It was the enigma that was Robert. They all became fuzzy, softer at their edges, as if they belonged to someone else. Or even better, they were some glimmer of a nightmare long forgotten in the morning sun.
He could let them dissolve into the ether and focus on his body slackening or that his mouth tasted sweet with drink. His mind wandered to warmer things: Anna’s soft skin, and how her cheek felt against his face when he hadn’t shaved, or while he labored in his fields he’d bask in the hot summer sun against his back that contrasted so delightfully with his hands buried in the cool earth. His mouth twitched as he relaxed into the sensation, almost as if he was really there, inside the memory, able to feel the breeze on his skin and hear the summer bugs call to one another. He could smell the sweet scent of Mary’s hair, wild and firelit when he held her close on the winter nights. Then, Robert’s hands arrived at the forefront of his mind, with his graceful, long fingers, and his eyes, as deep in color as the earth beneath Autumn’s blanket of leaves. Eyes that hid the man behind them as deftly as the fallen leaves of the forest hid the rich soil below. Could Abe ever truly know him? Would Robert let him try? His mind burrowed deeper within the thought, allowing himself to sink into the feel of him, if only for a moment: Abe imagined those pretty fingers tracing the ridgeline of his bare hip, Robert’s gaze darkening with want. What would he look like? Hungry and unlaced from the confines of his daytime self? What would Robert look like when he begged for what he wanted?” X- Chapter 2 of “We Could Be the Embers”
Brian Wiles has a YouTube now!!! It’s only been up a few months, there aren’t many videos, and it’s all about Egyptian Arabic, but I thought TURN fandom would be interested and overused the tags.
It’s been a month but here we go this is the apter that was supposed to have so much in it but I got distracted with John and Adrienne and yeah. All she did was walk downstairs but there’s plenty of important context stuff so PLEASE read it and also don’t hate me. Anyways if you like it please give it a like, comment, and/or reblog!!
“Henry Laurens had always had the nasty habit of insisting that he knew what was best for John, from what he studied, who John befriended, and even when— or if— he would marry. John was not foolish enough to believe that he could go his whole life unmarried. Even though his younger brother, Harry, was a perfectly eligible heir to the family name, John was still the eldest surviving son and, therefore, it would be unfair and, frankly, selfish of him to pawn the duty onto his younger brother. Henry Laurens was a man that expected a certain kind of image from the man who was to be his heir. John could never bring himself to make Harry suffer such a thing for his own happiness. But if admitting to his father that he was indeed correct, in this instance, in insisting that Adrienne Fairfax would be suitable for John was all the torment marriage brought the tall blonde man, then he would be grateful and make the best of his circumstance.”
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Thank you to @tallmadgeandtea and @culper-spymaster for beta reading/editing!!