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Lord John Grey / Stephan von Namtzen

The book extracts that inspired each picture can be found under the cut:

“Gustav is of my own breeding—the best I have obtained so far.” Von Namtzen spoke with obvious pride. [...] Badgers. He is bred most particularly to hunt badgers.” “Really?” Grey was impressed. He had met a few badgers, and knew of nothing—including human beings—willing to engage with one; the badger’s reputation for ferocity was extremely well founded. [Lord John and the Brotherhood of the Blade]

He had been trying to suppress the feeling Stephan roused in him, but in the end, such things were never controllable—they rose up. Sometimes like the bursting of a mortar shell, sometimes like the inexorable green spike of a crocus pushing through snow and ice—but they rose up. [Lord John and the Succubus] 

Stephan von Namtzen turned and met his eyes, lifting a glass in salute, and at the end of the room the musicians still played Handel, like the music of his life, beauty and serenity interrupted always by the thunder of distant fire. [Lord John and the Private Matter]

“Have you any messages for me to carry, to the troops at the bridge?” Grey asked. “Since I will be going in that direction, anyway.” One English regiment lay to the south of the town, the other—Bodger’s—to the north, between the town and the river. A small group of the Prussian artillery under Stephan’s command was stationed a few miles beyond, guarding the bridge at Aschenwald. [Lord John and the Succubus]

“My club. The Society for the Appreciation of the English Beefsteak. We are taking dinner there today, with Captain von Namtzen.” He felt a small warmth at thought of Stephan. [The Scottish Prisoner]

The notion, as it had been explained to him, was that a white stallion had the power to detect the presence of the supernatural. The horse would stop at the grave of the succubus, which could then be opened and steps taken to destroy the creature. [...] Von Namtzen had insisted upon making the stallion a gift to Grey, “in token of our alliance and our friendship,” he had said firmly, clapping Grey upon both shoulders and then seizing him in fraternal embrace, kissing him formally upon both cheeks and mouth. At least, Grey was obliged to consider it a fraternal embrace, unless and until circumstance might prove it otherwise. [Lord John and the Succubus]

He swallowed audibly. “If … I mean … if you …” “I will do it very slowly, ja.” Stephan smiled, sudden as the sun coming from behind clouds, and reached for the large cushion they had used earlier. He threw it down and patted it. “Come then, and bend over. I will oil you.” [The Scottish Prisoner]

There was a bowl of flowers on the table. Chinese chrysanthemums, the color of rust, glowing in the setting sun. An odd thing to find in a hunting lodge, but von Namtzen loved flowers—or had used to. [Lord John and the Brotherhood of the Blade]

“I must go,” he said abruptly, and stood up, brushing crumbs from his shirt ruffle. “It’s very late.” “Must you go?” Stephan sounded surprised, but rose, too. “I—yes. Stephan—I’m so glad we met this evening,” he said on impulse, and held out a hand. Stephan took it, but rather than shake it, drew him close, and the taste of oranges was suddenly in his mouth. [The Scottish Prisoner]

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Von Greytzen!

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Lord John Grey/Stephan Von Namtzen. Your welcome, assholes 😁

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homosexual (affectionate) 

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What are you doing in the backcountry? Your letter painted such a beautiful picture of your land, I was determined to see it with my own eyes. And I have business in Virginia. Virginia’s some way north, John.

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Just Lord John Grey being a 20 on the 1-10 scale.

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Just Lord John being very handsome and very gay.

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John/Stephan - for the Lord John Grey moodboard series

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Lord John Grey and Stephan von Namtzen - art by bluesquint

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Re-reading the LJG series and MY GOD I have so many feelings for Stephan von Namtzen someone please help

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Jamie Fraser & Lord John Grey

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I came to see...whether I can still feel.

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Lord John Grey | 3.03 | “All Debts Paid”

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I love my little John x Stephan sailboat ⛵️ . It’s a small ship, but I sail it well!!

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This is my favourite LJG relationship by far. Never really liked Percy, felt like he was never sincere towards Lord John. To me, their relationship felt like a passing teenage love, if not from both, then at least from Percy's side. It saddens me that LJ fell in love with him, but feels that he is unable to do so with Stephan because he believes that his deep feelings towards him are only attributed to his physical similarities with Jamie. John has repeatedly admired his personality and character, and Stephan's romantic feelings towards him managed to persuade me of their purity, sincerity and intensity since the very beginning. Their relationship bloomed slowly, as they came to know and respect eachother in the course of many books. I feel that they have better chemistry, and to me, they feel more equal as people, more balanced together, two mature adults. So, if, in the end, they end up together, I would be over the moon.

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Too bad you are not his type, ladies.

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Lord John Grey | 5.06 | “Better to Marry Than Burn”

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And what do you think love is, then, that it is reserved only to men who are drawn to women?

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You are true north

The book extracts that inspired each picture can be found under the cut:

He had wished the Beefsteak to remain what it had always been for him -a place of peace and refuge. He could withstand the buffeting of circumstance, comforted by the thought that there was somewhere to which he could retire, if the pressures of the world became too much to bear. [Lord John and the Haunted Soldier]

With an effort, he kept his eyes on Quarry’s face, willing himself not to turn and stare, not to gawk after the flash of fire that had caught his eye in the corridor. [Lord John and the Hellfire Club]

Grey reached into his pocket and drew out a small piece of bronze, smoothly cast on one side, rough on the other. It was heavy in his hand, dark, clean, and cold. The last time he’d held it thus, it had been still warm from his body, and darker yet, slick with his blood. [Lord John and the Haunted Soldier]

It was a sapphire, dark blue as Fraser’s own eyes, and a good size, too. Grey opened his mouth, but said nothing, choked with astonishment. "There is your evidence that the treasure existed, Major." Fraser nodded toward the stone in Grey’s hand. [Voyager]

He dipped the pen again, and saw the slender splinter of metal that lay on his desk, straight as a compass needle, dully agleam in the candlelight. [...] He stopped, and touched the metal splinter with his left hand. Then wrote, You are true north. [Lord John and the Haunted Soldier]

He curled his left hand into a fist, feeling Hector’s sapphire ring press against the leather of his glove. Hector had died at Culloden. But he did not mean to speak of Hector. [Lord John and the Brotherhood of the Blade]

Von Namtzen flicked his free hand in dismissal, but made a pleased sound, deep in his throat. He had—against Grey’s protests—insisted upon making the stallion a gift to Grey, “in token of our alliance and our friendship,” he had said firmly, clapping Grey upon both shoulders and then seizing him in fraternal embrace, kissing him formally upon both cheeks and mouth. At least, Grey was obliged to consider it a fraternal embrace, unless and until circumstance might prove it otherwise. [Lord John and the Succubus]

He had taken Stephan from behind, thinking that Stephan would be less self-conscious that way, he himself loving the sight of the broad, smooth back beneath him, the powerful waist and muscular buttocks, surrendered so completely to him. [The Scottish Prisoner]

As for the army and the practice of war, you will agree, I think, with Mr. Lister’s assertion that it is a brutal occupation. Yet I will remain a soldier. There is hard virtue in it, and a sense of purpose that I know no other way of achieving. [Lord John and the Haunted Soldier]