Headcanon: I gave a headcannon! !! Ok listen to this, so imagine Connor proposing
to his smol and amazing LI and he starts crying while proposing and she
cries while wiping his streaming tears and when she says yes, he cries
on sheer happiness. Bam! Up in the spirit world, Ziio, Kanen, Achilles,
and Haytham approve. (artynerd23)
A/N: YASSSS ;) THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL, SHY <3 (I think I got my
inspiration back! :”)) (Also, I am quite proud of this… Very, very
nervous hints in his voice were enough to make the girl snap her
attention to him, her eyes officially leaving the beautiful words typed
on paper. She and Connor were simply sitting by the fireplace, she
reading a book and he tending to his weapons. She didn’t mind the
silence between them, if anything it was something highly appreciated by
both, and she let herself relax at the warmth the flames provided.
She watched his usually stoic expression being broken by the light twitching of his lips, and she set her book to the floor.
He stood up, and she thought she saw his eyes glowing a bit. “We…” he
tried to start another sentence, obviously at loss for words. What he
wished to say obviously had to do with their relationship, but what was
She decided that letting him express himself without her
interrupting was the best option. She couldn’t keep the frown off her
face though, as she was a bit worried. The native American was still
standing, their height difference even greater than usual. Y/N was
sitting on a chair, and was gazing at him, a giant. She felt a tiny
bit of intimidated from his new-found silence and their current
positions, and failed to keep that feeling off her expression.
watched him fall to his knees silently, and he took her small, in
comparison to his, hand in his gently. He kept a pretty firm hold on it,
as if he was gathering courage from there. He looked so defenseless in
front of her, that she felt guilty by even letting herself feel
intimidated by him, a man who loved her with all the strength of his
“Norris said… He said that in the rest of the
world it is common to give a ring to the person you want to wed. My
mother knew about this custom too and had said that if I ever loved
someone so purely, even if she was not a native, I should give her
something to show our bond. I…” He teared up, very obviously, at the
mention of his dead mother, and the h/c girl’s other hand flew to cover
her mouth, but no words were coming out.
“It is known that I am
leading a very dangerous life, and I know that I shouldn’t be so
selfish, by doing this, and putting your life in furthermore risk, but
I… I know that I’d rather spend a moment living with you, than spend
an eternity away from you. I want to tell everyone that you are
officially mine, something that will never fully happen as you are a
free spirit, and I’d never dare to ask for something that would take
away your liberty, I want to sleep beside you and not feel like I am
dishonoring you in any way, I want… I want to spend my remaining days
with you, Y/N.” The tears were finally let out, and he pulled out a
silver ring with some majestic lines and shapes unknown to her. She was
sure that he had tried to combine her and his tradition, and the outcome
was too beautiful. So beautiful, that she would be ashamed to wear that
“So Y/N, will you marry me, in the exact manner your own
customs command,a and let me love you in the most full way possible?” He
was looking at her with so much hope in his chocolate eyes, like she
was a Goddess he was eager to serve, to protect, to worship, to love,
even if he was to sacrifice his own life. “I feel so honored,
Ratonhnhakéton. I love you more than anything!” She wiped the tears away
from his face, but new ones took their positions.
He took her hand and placed the piece of jewellry in the right finger, and Y/N marvelled at how good it looked on her hand.
ring is my heart, now you can have it for eternity,” he whispered and
his hands wrapped around her middle, his forehead touched her belly,
like he was expecting it to host a new life sometime in the future. Y/N
knew he deserved a family, after everything he had been though, and
after everything he had done for her.
Y/N’s tears became one with his own as she showered his face with kisses.
knew you could do it, my son,” Ziio whispered to herself as she watched
from another dimension. She was so happy for him, just as his father
“I think he got the Kenway charm… Finally, I believed he
would never do it!” Haytham commented, trying to mock his son, but his
tone was not offending.
“Of course and it was me training him to become a brave man!” Achilles jumped in.
don’t all of you quiet down? We all know that it was all him, and the
feelings they have for each other. Let’s get going, I am getting all
grossed by all the affection in the air!”Connor’s old friend,
Kanen'tó:kon said, and the others slowly nodded in agreement. This was a
private moment, and they should leave him be. He was in good hands now.
of them were proud and happy for him. They clearly approved his choice,
and supported him from the spirit world, even if he couldn’t see them.
Connor was boiling with jealousy. She had seen the way he had
been glaring at the merchant when he took her hand and asked for a dance. As he
carted her off into the twirling crowd, she shot a glance back at him. An
envying look glowed in Connor’s eye as the man effortlessly spun her around in
He told her today was his birthday;
“Turned twenty-four today, miss.” He said excitedly.
She giggled, “Well, then let this
be your birthday dance!”
He nodded happily as he moved them
around the crowd. As the tempo changed to a slow song, his one hand slipped
down to her lower back while the other pulled hers up to rest on his shoulders.
She smiled politely at him, not wanting to ruin his day, although this wasn’t
her cup of tea. Connor, who had kept his eyes glued to the duo, marched over to
them and ripped her out of the man’s grasp, knocking him to the ground before
dragging her away from the tipsy throng.
“Connor!” She yelled, yanking out
of his grasp when they were far enough away. “What is your problem?”
He shook his head as he turned to
She crossed her arms as she let
him, but only for a moment. A smirk curled at the corner of her lips, “You’re
jealous!” She exclaimed, jogging over to him.
“I am not.” He growled, turning
away from her.
She giggled, “Yes you are, you big
“No.” He cleared his throat, “I did
not like the way he was touching you.”
“Connor,” she sighed, cupping his
cheeks, causing a hot blush to flush under his tanned skin, “there’s nothing to
worry about. My heart is with you.” She smiled before standing on her toes to
He smiled as he wrapped his arms
possessively around her waist, “I know, but I do not want to give other men the
pleasure of being with you.” He grumbled before lowering his mouth to hers once
“Fine.” She said, pulling away. “Only
you can touch this body.” She said with a wink, causing Connor’s blush to intensify.