hey-u-are-very-beautiful-inside:
Haytham Kenway (1725 – 1781)
Ziio: Haytham, Do you really need to polish your gun now?
Haytham: Would you rather see me polish my other “gun”?
Edward: THERE YOU ARE, BOYO. Connor here just told me a joke!
Edward: What’s a pirate’s favorite letter?
Haytham: Father, I already know this joke.
Edward: ANSWER THE BLOODY QUESTION.
Haytham: “R” THE LETTER “R”.
Connor: Technically that’s incorrect, father.
Connor: A Pirate can never abandon his love for…
Connor: The “C”
Ziio: HAYTHAM, NO!
Edward: My rum…
“Whoever he used to be, the guy he is now, he isn’t the kind you save; he’s the kind you stop.”
we kept our secrets and rules [fullview at ao3]
Gift illustration for the wonderful drcalvin, based on her own deliciously dark Madeleine-era steampunk dystopia The Tale of Hundred-Faced Jean & the Brass-Hearted Inspector [x]
(Made as part of our second miseres exchange [x], for the request “Valjean, Javert; What-If Scenario”)