[ fearless ] connor x reader [ .o2 ]Antonio and you had been sitting still for the past half an hour, still shocked over your fathers last words and sudden departure. So sudden, so unexpected, even though you both knew of his illness and old age.[ fearless ] connor x reader [ .o2 ] by ~whiteEagles
"Remember our linage my children. Italian Assassins are what you are, forever and always. Ti amo my children," he rasped, clutching your hand tighty, staring at your brother.
"Tonio, you protected your sister, capito? She might say she's well without you, but we both know she is as frail as her mama." You glanced up at Antonio through your tears, watching him shakily hold his own emotions together.
"Anything for you papa."
A low chuckle escaped your fathers lips, his eyes closing. "And [y/n]? Do me a favor and marry a strong man. Give me grandchildren - a whole army of them." You let out a shaking laugh at his weak humor.
"Of course papa," you sniffled, heart aching. Your mother had died years prior, leaving your father to care for the two disobedient Italian children.
[ come home ] connor x readerGently, you stirred in your sleep, unaware of the presence that lingered beside your shared bed, the calm eyes that watched over you.[ come home ] connor x reader by ~radioactiveWaves
He missed you. Connor began changing out of his clothing, folding them up with his aching arms. So tired and deprived, all he wanted to do was crawl into bed and hold you to him. Alas, he needed to clean the blood from his wounds.
He wouldn't want you to wake and panic over some stained sheets.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, he pulled his boots off with a grunt, wincing as the pain spread along his slashed knee. The shifting of the mattress must of woke you, for a moment later, he felt your hand lazily touch his naked back.
Looking over his shoulder, he was greeted with the curious, tired stare of yours. "You are awake," he murmured. You nodded.
"You got hurt, didn't you?" You mumbled, slowly sitting up. The sheets fell also, revealing your barely covered flesh to him. Shy and turning pink, he looked away, focusing on his other boot.
You slid slowly to
[ fearless ] connor x reader [ .o1 ]You, a young woman sneered in disgust, pulling your body back as a rowdy drunk came your way. Bars weren't your scene and never would be. You wouldn't have stepped foot in the lot if it wasn't for your lousy older brother, a rowdy man that practically breathed alcohol.[ fearless ] connor x reader [ .o1 ] by ~whiteEagles
It didn't take long to find his familiar mop of brown hair - his skin kissed by the sun, blue eyes narrowed as he talked to the man beside him.
You quirked a brow. He seemed sober right now, an air of serious around him as he discussed something with the stranger. Exhausted and slightly pissed, you didn't fear the consequences when you brought your palm down across the back of his head.
He sputtered incoherently, turning to face you with wide eyes. As soon as he saw it was you, his face grew angry. "Sorella! Ma che cazzo?" You frowned at him as his friend stared with an air of indifference..
Sending an apologetic smile to the man, you took him in as you spoke. "I am sorry sir, but my idiot of a brother is ne