Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed pt. 6

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Assassin's Creed Kink Meme pt.6
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≈ Comment anonymously with a character/pairing and a kink/prompt.

≈ Comment is filled by another anonymous with fanfiction/art/or any other appropriate medium.

≈ One request per post, but fill the request as much as you want.

≈ The fill/request doesn't necessarily need to be smut.

≈ Don't flame, if you have nothing good to say, don't say anything.

≈ Have a question? Feel free to PM me.

≈ Last, but not least: HAVE FUN!

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Fill: Rabbit's Foot

[(Anonymous)]

When he was younger, words came more easily to him. Sometimes, they even came too easily. He could remember multiple times the other children would have trouble getting him to stop talking. That being said, he was hardly a social butterfly back then. He got along well enough with the others, but there wasn’t a definite click as he felt there should be. Connor felt most comfortable talking to his mother. When they talked, she never seemed bored. Rather, she seemed almost as interested in what he was saying as he was. Which was saying a lot, given how passionate he could get when someone let him go on as she did.

He would tell her everything, from the games he played to the type of rabbit he saw in the bush earlier. He especially loved telling her about animals and even at a young age, he was adept at handling them. Time would always pass so fast when they spoke like this. Sometimes, Connor remembered, he would fall asleep during their conversations. And he’d remember, the moment he woke up, that there was still something he had to tell her. Something incredibly important, of course. How the rabbit had different markings than any he had seen before. And he would describe every inch of it to her. She would tell him what it was and what it meant, and he would happily absorb the information. He loved learning the names of every creature and plant he came upon, and it gave him a strange sort of feeling every time he learned of a new one.

But that was all a long time ago, and things changed far too quickly. As he grew older, he felt himself becoming more isolated from the others, though he wasn’t entirely worried about this for some reason. He didn’t like asking others for help. And he certainly didn’t tell them about his day or anything like that. Sometimes he tried, or maybe it was an accident, and immediately he would be reminded of why he avoided such things. Pointing out names of animals while hunting caused him to be met with responses like, “I know,” “You told us already,” or even, “Are you trying to show off or something?” It wasn’t only that either. He found himself more often than not, speaking as simply as possible. It was easier to communicate what he meant, without others misunderstanding or getting annoyed with him. Honestly, he couldn’t understand why it was even necessary to say anything more.

This was even truer when he left his tribe and began to primarily speak English. It was harder than ever to express himself. As a result, his words were always to the point. He only said as much as he needed to, and really that was all he wanted to.

Still, even now, there were times when he would forget himself. He recalled a time with Achilles, after he had recently returned from a trip on the Aquila. He had begun talking and didn’t realize he wasn’t stopping until it was too late. He spoke of the sea, of the smell, of the texture of the wheel in his hands. Eventually, the realization hit him of what he had been doing, and his face grew red. Connor quickly apologized for wasting time with such useless information, but when he looked to Achilles, the old man was smiling. For a moment, he recalled those times with his mother, when he felt so comfortable and happy. And while he wouldn’t admit it, he realized he had found something similar in his life now.

He didn’t need to talk all the time, or be incredibly social. He didn’t want to do so either. But perhaps, when he was around those he loved, it was alright to speak as he once did. Honestly, those small moments were all he needed.

Re: Fill: Rabbit's Foot

[(Anonymous)]

Aaand writer here to say that I myself am autistic! I loved this prompt and I had a bunch of ideas, but this was what honestly came out first! It's supposed to be Connor info dumping, but I'm sorry if this isn't quite what you wanted! I also have some ideas of Connor being over-stimulated, Connor stimming, and things like that. I'd be happy to write some more if you like any of those or have any other ideas!

Re: Fill: Rabbit's Foot

[(Anonymous)]

OP here. I just got home and haven't gotten a chance to read it, but I really appreciate the fill! I see a lot of prompts that don't get filled on here and a lot of them happen to be the one that don't involve sex so I wasn't expecting anyone to actually fill, but then you did! Thank you so much! I'll comment again once I've read it and I want you to know that this fill or any fill you happen to do in the future is much appreciated. Thank you!

Re: Fill: Rabbit's Foot

[(Anonymous)]

Hi, OP here! Just got the time to read it and I have to say, this was beautifully written. I absolutely loved what you chose for Connor to be interested in and I’m so happy that not only Ziio but also Achilles was willing to appreciate him. I also love how it genuinely feels like it’s come straight from Connor’s head. Everything is to the point yet laced with emotion, and he genuinely doesn’t understand what he is doing wrong (something most of us with Asperger’s have felt). Thank you so much for filling and if you ever want to add on to it or anything be my guest :D