Oh, dear writer, I don't know how to thank you! I've been feeling really down today, and I figured I'd just check the meme one last time before going to bed -- I'm so glad I did! Thank you so very much for filling my prompt, it's everything I could've wanted and more. I truly love it ♡
"The burial was the easy part. Dig, dirty your hands, get tired, do stuff and don’t think about it. The worst came after. It came as a punch to his stomach when he got up from bed on the following day and looked around for him, only to find Achilles nowhere. It came in the form of a headache when he walked outside and saw the gravestone. It was a knot at the back of his throat when he returned that night after a mission and there were no candles lit inside. It was a dark and cold place. It didn’t feel like home at all."
*points up* That paragraph right there? Made me cry. I recently lost someone, and that just... summed up a lot of the things I've been feeling.
There were a lot of other things that really got to me as well, but my absolute favorite part was Haytham placing his hat on Connor's head. That was just the most heartbreaking and sweetest and saddest thing, I can't even...! Perfect and IC as well; it genuinely felt like something Haytham would've done. And I love that Connor let Haytham comfort him, allowing the hug and even clinging to him.
The bed-sharing in the end is wonderful, as is the underlying fact that Haytham decided to stick around to keep Connor company for a while. MY HEARTSTRINGS, YOU ARE PLAYING THEM.
Also, there is no need to apologize for anything! I honestly love a father-son relationship between them just as much as a shippy one, and I think your English is really great (it's not my first language either, so I guess we have that in common!). I loved this fic more than I can say; it really made my day -- or rather, more like it made my week, to be honest. I can't thank you enough! I only hope you post this on AO3 or wherever, so I can find out who you are and read your other stuff as well.
Re: OTL I tried
"The burial was the easy part. Dig, dirty your hands, get tired, do stuff and don’t think about it. The worst came after. It came as a punch to his stomach when he got up from bed on the following day and looked around for him, only to find Achilles nowhere. It came in the form of a headache when he walked outside and saw the gravestone. It was a knot at the back of his throat when he returned that night after a mission and there were no candles lit inside. It was a dark and cold place. It didn’t feel like home at all."
*points up* That paragraph right there? Made me cry. I recently lost someone, and that just... summed up a lot of the things I've been feeling.
There were a lot of other things that really got to me as well, but my absolute favorite part was Haytham placing his hat on Connor's head. That was just the most heartbreaking and sweetest and saddest thing, I can't even...! Perfect and IC as well; it genuinely felt like something Haytham would've done. And I love that Connor let Haytham comfort him, allowing the hug and even clinging to him.
The bed-sharing in the end is wonderful, as is the underlying fact that Haytham decided to stick around to keep Connor company for a while. MY HEARTSTRINGS, YOU ARE PLAYING THEM.
Also, there is no need to apologize for anything! I honestly love a father-son relationship between them just as much as a shippy one, and I think your English is really great (it's not my first language either, so I guess we have that in common!). I loved this fic more than I can say; it really made my day -- or rather, more like it made my week, to be honest. I can't thank you enough! I only hope you post this on AO3 or wherever, so I can find out who you are and read your other stuff as well.