LINKDING

Summary: He had got everything he’d ever dared to want, and it felt like a fragile relic in his hands. ➜ yuletide fanfic, for Temeraire ➜ featuring laurence/tharkay on tharkay's estate post-canon; laurence comes to tharkay with a business proposition ➜ and by business proposition he means -- ➜ anyway it is SO CUTE I love themmmmm ➜ 2k words in length

no summary ➤ post-canon Temeraire fic about Laurence/Tharkay exploring Tharkay's estate for the first time ➤ really good at vibes and the themes and the narrative voice! loved this one! ➤ 7k words in length

Summary: <blockquote>Tenzing stays in Australia. And there is a moment where Laurence thinks, I am already a traitor – what is one more law?</blockquote> ➤ pining that never gets resolved within the space of the story

Summary: <blockquote>In many ways it seems that John's life revolves around William Laurence.</blockquote> ➤ from granby pov, about finally moving on and finding happiness in his relationship with little

<blockquote>With Temeraire and Tharkay gone, Jane proposes that Laurence help manage things at her estate awhile. Then Tharkay returns. Laurence had no idea Tharkay disliked the admiral so much.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Tenzing Tharkay, trying to find William Laurence during the invasion of Britain, in more than one sense, must reconcile the man he knows with the massacres he is committing.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Laurence desires nothing more than to retire to Tharkay's estate and help Temeraire get to Parliament, for what more could he want than a place in Britain with space enough for a dragon, and the company of a dear friend? But wars rarely end so neatly. Bellicose lords, Bourbon princes, errant heirs and shadowy forces threaten to undermine the very peace that Laurence and Temeraire fought to obtain, and ruin the happiness that Laurence was just beginning to glimpse.</blockquote> ➤ a great post-canon fic about politics and relationships and thwarting a dastardly plot

<blockquote>After the war's end, Temeraire gets a pavilion, a seat in Parliament, and a secretary; Laurence and Tharkay get each other.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Laurence is beginning to enjoy life as a privateer - though he cannot figure out why Tharkay should still be sailing out with them - when Temeraire decides to ask him about sodomy.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Laurence is happy in Scotland, happy with Tharkay and Temeraire and their new life. Mostly.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Temeraire pushes to pass a law that lets dragons adopt human families. Issues with the paperwork lead to some unexpected, but not unpleasant, consequences.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Mr. Tharkay was entirely clever, entirely self-sufficient, and the Admiral was a true gentleman, respectful and warm towards the servants without being permissive, and they were both, Mary supposed, very great men in their own rights. It was only that, when they were together, she couldn't fail to think that they were not in their right mind. Tenzing Tharkay, William Laurence, and the servants that observe them.</blockquote>

<blockquote>There was a room, and a pallet inside it; a small torch burned low in a socket upon the wall. A man lay upon the cot, his face bruised and battered, his hands curled against his chest bloody, and Laurence did not know him. Or, a little part of Blood of Tyrants goes differently.</blockquote>

<blockquote>In which the instution of marriage is discussed, and the impediments therein are removed. ...mostly via the application of liberal amounts of alcohol, and maybe a smidgeon of actual use of words.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Tharkay is the only one on the Reliant who is not already tied to a position, and so he is the one chosen to harness the dragonet when it hatches. (Or: the one where Tharkay is a reluctant aviator, and Laurence is an outcast wanderer.)</blockquote> ➤ seems to be abandoned, but what does exist is amazing

<blockquote>Laurence is content living with Tharkay after the war, but he wishes their relationship could be more... defined.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Laurence and Tharkay, holed up together in the midst of a cold, snowy winter, pass the time by reading old letters. But there's more contained in those papers than either of them bargained for...</blockquote> ➤ the premise of this fic is INCREDIBLE, I love them going through Laurence's old letters in a cozily domestic wintry home, with the contents new to both of them

<blockquote>Laurence and Temeraire have been living with Tharkay for a scant two weeks when Laurence sends Granby a letter that essentially boils down to hi John how did you know you're gay also plz help I am in trouble.</blockquote>

<blockquote>The consolations of possession.</blockquote> ➤ it feels surprisingly innovative to come across a fic where Tharkay is NOT the long-term piner of the two

<blockquote>After the third year, Granby gave up all pretence and embraced it as a tradition: The final week of July, barring war, injury, or other disaster, was to be spent on Tharkay’s estate in Scotland.</blockquote>

<blockquote>In which Lady Kiyomizu is a big fan of Shakespeare, and also, alcohol.</blockquote>

<blockquote>‘It is no good asking me,’ Laurence said at last, pushing the pattern-book away over breakfast, ‘I am not the one–’ Not the one who would be living with the result, he had been about to say. But they had hardly accepted Tharkay’s invitation as casual houseguests.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Two dragons create a scandal in Britain, life with Tharkay is wonderful – and also a bit scandalous – and Laurence is apparently destined to be a political symbol for the rest of his life. What kind of symbol, though, is debatable.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Temeraire is dead. The entire country knows his name after the Battle of Dover, and now Temeraire is dead. “Well,” says Admiral Croft, “At least you can join the navy again, eh, Captain?”</blockquote> ➤ gaaaaah this is so heartbreaking but also I am really mad that the author killed Tharkay off too

<blockquote>Laurence sees Tharkay for the first time since the end of the war at a crowded port in Macao, on a stifling summer afternoon nearly indistinguishable from the day they met in the very same city, more than a decade ago.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Three times William Laurence was oblivious on the journey to Australia.</blockquote> ➤ oh look, another of those "wait I was sure I'd bookmarked this before" fics. It's been a while!

<blockquote> "Then I am glad we shall be shipmates," Laurence finally said, the faintest hint of color showing on his cheeks, but he appeared more pleased than horrified by the shock of having a familiar face onboard--so perhaps he didn't quite perceive what Tharkay meant by it.</blockquote> ➤ I seriously hadn't bookmarked this before? Sometimes my past self makes baffling decisions. Or - and more likely - I was totally intending to bookmark it and something got in the way of that happening. It certainly happens often enough today still that things don't get bookmarked when I fully intend them to. Sigh. I can but hope that one day I will be a fully responsible bookmarker.

<blockquote>To be cowardly in this, to refuse to see it through, seemed more unmanly to Laurence than beginning it.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Several scenes aboard the HMS Allegiance, while en route to Terra Australis: wherein privacy is violated, compromises are struck, and Tharkay finds himself designated nursemaid to a group of hopelessly self-destructive aviators. (various permutations of Tharkay/Granby/Laurence/Riley friendship or UST)</blockquote>

<blockquote>Laurence broods too much, but it's okay: Tharkay has a plan.</blockquote>