Hello, idk if that’s to hard or not concrete enough but do you know any story’s with the trope „what letters“
(like the notebook where she didn’t knew he’s send her 365 letters, so basically just some fics where they didn’t knew the other one send letters (for example after a fight a break up etc…)
Hope you can find some and that its not to specific. Thank you in advance :)
Hi, anon, so I can't find any that have this specific thing in them, I'm afraid. The first one is the closest, but I gave you a few others that have a similar-ish vibe
At the blueness of the skies, and in the warmth of summer by sarahisgolden
"Sorry, I’m sorry. What did you say ?" he asks in a small voice and his mom gestures towards the man sitting at his desk.
"I was just explaining that your husband left letters for you, a fair amount." he says quietly.
"Letters ?" Harry frowns in confusion, biting his cheek as he keeps twirling and turning the ring around his finger. The man gives him a small smile and nods towards the small paper in his hand, adjusting his glasses on his nose.
"To my husband," he starts, and Harry chokes on a shaky breath, his heart aching and his eyes burning. "Harry, I left you those letters, so you have memories of me, of us, even when I’ll be away. I hope they’ll help you when you feel alone. And never forget, I’m still here my angel, even if you don’t see me."
Our Garden Grows by LadyLondonderry / @londonfoginacup
Harry lives a rather mundane and dreary life, full of the same sorts of routine day in and day out.
One terribly dull and rainy day, a letter arrives from an L.T. who would very much wish for Harry to write back.
Too bad Harry can't figure out how.
hereafter (ad infinitum) by larryent
"A legacy is every life you’ve touched. And you’ve touched mine twice." On the coast of San Francisco in 2024 is when Harry falls in love all over again. Alternatively titled “ad infinitum”
OR
“This thing upon me is not death but it’s as real, .... this thing upon me like a flower a feast, believe me is not death and is not glory.” — Charles Bukowski, old man, dead in a room
Game of eternity (May we meet again) by orphan_account
"There's a new exhibit at the British museum, wanna go?"
Harry's always been an art enthusiast, frequenting one museum after the other. Modern art? Sure. Russian royalty? Of course. Love through centuries? Definitely. What he does not expect is to see a letter confessing his infatuation hundreds of years ago, now secured behind a casing of glass. A letter he never sent and that was never meant to be read.
or
Louis and Harry met in their first lifetime. And again in their ninth.
Dirty Diana by yeah_alright / @uhoh-but-yeah-alright
In the month leading up to his 30th birthday, Harry writes to his confidante Diana every day, sharing his fantasies about Louis.
It'll be a dirty thirtieth indeed if they all become reality.
