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Connor: you suck.
Haytham: beg your pardon?
Connor: but I guess I could’ve had a worse father.
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Connor: happy birthday old man.
Haytham: did you need to remind me?
Connor: yeah. Don’t old people need reminding a lot?
Haytham: I walked into that one.
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Haytham: Tell them all I know now
Shout it from the roof tops
Write it on the sky line
All we had is gone now
Tell them I was happy
And my heart is broken
All my scars are open
Tell them what I hoped would be impossible
Impossible
Impossible
Impossible
(“Impossible” - James Arthur)
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Hurt my Muse. Injure them, make them cry, make them bleed, nothing is off limits!
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Haytham head-canons - nightmares
Used to handling things on his own, Haytham deals with his nightmares similarly. There is no one next to him to hold him so he’ll often lay there; listening to the rapid pounding of his heart, waiting for his mind to slow down and allow him to return to what is usually a fitful sleep.
Other times, on nights when the nightmares are especially bad, Haytham will get out of bed, go downstairs and stand outside. He runs on autopilot, not thinking about the conditions outside; he just has to get out. Away. He’ll stand out there until the pain goes away. He’s stood outside until he’s been soaked down to the bone, to when he’s been so chilled his teeth chatter and fingers go numb. Other nights when the weather is better, Haytham sits out there until his mind, demanding sleep once more, makes him, at least temporarily, forget what caused him pain. There have been times, though, that he sat out on his back steps in his pajamas until the golden pink rays of morning poke through the trees. He gets up and numbly goes through his day, hoping when darkness falls again, the fates would be kinder to him.
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&. 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.
❛ i didn’t know where else to go. ❜
❛ i’ll never be that me again. ❜
❛ you can still be good. ❜
❛ i thought you’d be here. ❜
❛ don’t act like you know me. ❜
❛ because i care about you, okay? ❜
❛ it wasn’t supposed to end like this. ❜
❛ i was scared. i thought you had lost your way. ❜
❛ am i supposed to just let you go? ❜
❛ you deserve better than me. ❜
❛ don’t make me do this. ❜
❛ i’m not who you think i am. ❜
❛ you don’t mean that. ❜
❛ please just hold me. ❜
❛ i don’t want to understand, i want you to stay. ❜
❛ and why should i care? ❜
❛ you look awful. ❜
❛ i can’t do this without you. ❜
❛ don’t let me lose you too. ❜
❛ for what it’s worth, i really am sorry. ❜
❛ it’s not your fault. ❜
❛ i don’t know who i am anymore. ❜
❛ is this the part where you kick me out? ❜
❛ don’t we deserve to be happy? ❜
❛ promise me you’ll still be here when i wake up. ❜
❛ you can’t save everyone. ❜
❛ it was a nightmare, that’s all. ❜
❛ it’s just a scratch, don’t worry. ❜
❛ you know me better than i know myself. ❜
❛ don’t go where i can’t follow. ❜
❛ you’re better off without me. ❜
❛ we all die alone. ❜
❛ people get hurt if they get too close to me. ❜
❛ i hate what i’ve become. ❜
❛ i’m not going anywhere. ❜
❛ is there anything i can do to help? ❜
❛ i don’t even recognize you anymore. ❜
❛ who did this to you? ❜
❛ please don’t leave me. ❜
❛ oh, now you care? ❜
❛ don’t come any closer! ❜
❛ i missed you so much. ❜
❛ you don’t have to say anything. ❜
❛ do you want me to leave? ❜
❛ why are you avoiding me? ❜
❛ you could have died, you know. ❜
❛ i wish you were here. ❜
❛ you’re not alone. i’m staying right here. ❜
❛ i can be your family. ❜
❛ of course i’m here. where else would i be? ❜
❛ we just can’t seem to get it right, huh? ❜
❛ don’t look at me like that. ❜
❛ don’t push me away again. ❜
❛ this wasn’t how it was supposed to go. ❜
❛ you’re leaving already? ❜
❛ this was a mistake. ❜
❛ can’t sleep? ❜
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softer prompts
“  i’m not going anywhere.  ” “  you make me feel safe.  ”   “  i think i might be in love with you.  ” “  i just like seeing you happy.  ” “  just let me take care of you.  ” “  you’re my family.  ” “  i can stay, if you want.  ” “  you make me feel alive.  ” “  you’re captivating.  ” “  i want you to know i’ll always be here for you. whatever you need.  ” “  you don’t have to tell me anything, we can just sit here.  ” “  i trust you. more than anyone else.  ” “  you have a beautiful soul.  ” “  i feel like i could watch you all day. everything you do has a touch of magic to it.  ” “  i hope i see you in my dreams.  ” “  do you trust me?  ” “  you don’t ever have to pretend. not with me. not ever.  ” “  i love you, every part of you. even the parts you don’t like.  ” “  you make everything a little easier.  ” “  will you just…hold me? please.  ” “  just tell me everything’s gonna be okay.  ” “  you’re enough. you’re more than enough.  ” “  you have my heart in your hands. be gentle with it.  ” “  i wanna be the one you go to. the first one you tell when there’s something good. the shoulder to cry on when it’s bad. and every mundane thing in between. i want to share it all with you.  ” “  i have faith in you.  ” “  i’ve never met anyone quite like you.  ” “  knowing you is like…coming home. like i’ve finally found something that’s been missing all this time.  ” “  every hard thing in my life feels worth it. it all led me to you.  ” “  i feel like i could endure anything as long as i have you to come home to.  ” “  i can tell something’s bothering you.  ” “  what can i do to help?  ” “  come on. let’s get out of here.  ” “  i’m taking you somewhere special.  ” “  where are you taking me?  ” “  i don’t need grand gestures or declarations of love. i just need you. all of you.  ” “  you make me feel like i’m worthy.  ” “  you deserve good things.  ” “  i want to be your home.  ” “  loving you is like something holy.  ” “  i made you something.  ” “  come back to bed.  ” “  stay the night with me.  ” “  are you sure you’re okay?  ” “   you wanna talk about it?  ” “  did you wanna tell me something?  ”  “  you’ll always have me.  ” “  i’m proud of you.  ”   “  i need you.  ” “  thank you. for always being there for me.  ” “  don’t ever let anyone make you doubt your worth.  ” “  i’m not leaving you. not ever.  ”   “  you have kind eyes.  ”   “  sleep, my love. i’ll keep the nightmares away.  ”   “  there’s so much light in you.  ” “  i want you here.  ”  
ACTIONS: 
❀ for a forehead kiss ✦ for our muses to hold hands ❉ for one muse to nap against the other ✱ for one muse to surprise the other ✸ for our muses to cuddle  ❄ for our muses to enjoy the first snow of winter  ♛ for my muse to teach yours something new ☂ for our muses to stargaze  ♡ for one muse to wake the other with breakfast in bed ♤ for a kiss on the palm ☁ for our muses to get caught in the rain without an umbrella ☀ for one muse to surprise the other with a home-cooked meal  ☾ for one muse to hug the other without explanation  ♞ for one muse to give the other a massage  ✞ for one muse to give the other flowers ✔ for one muse to caress the other’s face ✚ for our muses to shower/bathe together  $for one muse to catch the other staring lovingly 
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Haytham: Connor?!
Connor: *not looking up from phone* Huh?
Haytham: what are these things?
Connor: what things? Our followers?
Haytham: yes! How do they know where we are? And what we’re going? I thought we were more careful than that.
Connor: not those kinds of followers, boomer. They just follow the blog; see our posts.
Edward: Yeah, and we’re up to ten!
Haytham: and you understand this?
Edward: course I do. I’m the hip modern grandpa, and you’re….
Haytham: …
Edward: my son and I love the fact you try.
Connor: *snorts* even gramps thinks you’re lame.
(Mod: seriously, thank you for already getting this blog up to ten followers.)
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Connor: Fathers are the worst. It's like their job is to mess us up.
Kanen'tó:kon: What if we all just had two moms?
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Connor: I’ll just keep all my emotions right here and then one day, I’ll die
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Haytham: I’ll just keep all my emotions right here and then one day, I’ll die
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Connor: *asked innocently while holding a weapon* did I miss the butt whooping?
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Connor: *sitting next to a pile of leaves*
Edward: whatcha doing?
Connor: *holds up a crown* making eaf crowns. The flowers are dead but we still need brightness in life. You want one?
(Mod: is this out of character? Probably. Do I still think it’s fitting and that we need it? Yes.)
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Haytham: they call me master.
Kaniehtí:io: Oh really? Well. wait until you see what I'm gonna call you!
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“I will not weep and wonder what might have been.”
He could say that but perhaps in those last moments as he watched the image of his son start to blur he mourned for what was, and what could never be. He could allow himself a momentary sorrow as his mind drifted to a long dead dream of family; of nights safe and warm in a loving home, of never waking up alone and broken.
‘If I have a chance to do it again,’ he thought as his strength drained. ‘It would be better….’
How could that small bundle in his arms be his? How could he have helped in the creation of something so precious?
Haytham held his son closer to his chest and smiled. “Nothing will hurt you as long as I’m here. I will fight to keep you safe and sound, you will never know loneliness, these I promise you Connor.”
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Haytham: Who broke the coffee machine? I’m not mad. I just wanna know.
Shay Cornac: I did. I broke it.
Haytham: No. No, you didn’t. Braddock?
William Braddock: Don’t look at me. Look at Church!
Benjamin Church: What?! I didn’t break it.
William Braddock: Huh. That’s weird. How'd you even know it was broken?
Benjamin Church: Because it’s sitting right in front of us and it’s broken!
William Braddock: Suspicious.
Benjamin Church: No, it’s not!
Thomas Hickey: If it matters, probably not… Charles was the last one to use it.
Charles Lee: Liar! I don’t even drink that crap!
Thomas Hickey:: Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?
Charles Lee:: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles! Everyone knows that!
Shay Cormac: All right, let’s not fight. I broke it, let me pay for it Haytham.
Haytham: No. Who broke it?
Benjamin Church: Pitcairn’s been awfully quiet…
John Pitcairn: Really?!
Benjamin Church: really!
Haytham: I broke it. I burned my hand so I punched it. I predict ten minutes from now, they’ll be at each other’s throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick.
Haytham : Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.
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Haytham: Offer me money.
Birch: Yes.
Haytham: Power too promise me that.
Birch: Anything I have and more. Please-
Haytham: Offer me everything I ask for.
Birch: Anything you want .
Haytham: I want my father back you son of a bitch.
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