#goreconte

[thesilliestpotato]

just two normal boyfriends coping with the death just fine and not turning into monsters in the Arctic. Right? RIGHT?

check out the fic by @werewolfsone this fanart was based on (hint: it's not about goreconte, it's about Jirv)

[dundybingo2026]

Dundy Bingo Card Masterpost - Updated

Upd 25.07.26: this week brought us two Middle Ages prompt fills and particularly intriguing rare pair in Ancient Rome! Thanks, everyone!

Important: the prompt can be filled multiple times.

Filled prompts (new on top):

💟 Art for Antiquity | Harry Goodsir/Henry Le Vesconte (rare pair) | Time Travel by @catgrub

💟 Drabble and visuals for Middle Ages | Graham Gore / Henry Le Vesconte | Hurt/Comfort by @rain-fall-down

💟 Art for Middle Ages | Edward Little/Henry Le Vesconte | Romance by @dyingontheorlop

🧡 Collage for Renaissance | Henry Le Vesconte (solo) | Demon Possession by @dundysoup

🧡 Art for Future | Henry Le Vesconte/Henry Le Vesconte | Selfcest (forbidden love?) by @catgrub 🧡 Drabble and visuals for Middle Ages | Henry Le Vesconte (solo) | Trauma Recovery by @rain-fall-down

💛Art for Antiquity & Mythology | George Hodgson/Henry Le Vesconte | Mermaid AU by @catgrub

💛Art for Canon era | Henry Le Vesconte (solo) | Vampire AU by @goldners-tin-can

💛 Collage for Modern times | Edward Little/Henry Le Vesconte | Mafia AU by @dundysoup

💛 the grass is always greener fic for Modern times | Cornelius Hickey/James Fitzjames/ Henry Le Vesconte (rare pair) | Polyamory (Challengers AU) by @fredoesque

💙 Mister Fahrenheit, Lady Godiva fic for Modern Times | John Franklin/James Fitzjames/ Henry Le Vesconte | Love Triangle (filled twice!) by @nahaerya

💙 Burden of the Captain fic for Canon Era | James Fitzjames/ Henry Le Vesconte | Praise kink by @the-golden-vanity

💙 Age/sex/location fic for Modern Times | James Fitzjames/ Henry Le Vesconte | Love Triangle and  Modern Times | Francis Crozier/ Henry Le Vesconte (rare pair) | Polyamory by @no-melodramas-here

💙 Beggars Can’t Be Choosers fic or Canon Era | John Morfin/Henry Le Vesconte (rare pair) | Dirty Talk by @bell-swamp-fitzjames

💙 Southside Flats, or The Seduction of Jamie Fitzjames fic for Future | James Fitzjames/Henry Le Vesconte | Apocalypse AU by @tanevthehimbo (filled 3 times!)

💙 Art for Modern Times | Graham Gore/James Fairholme/Henry Le Vesconte | Polyamory by @thesilliestpotato

💜 Art for Canon Era | Edward Little/Henry Le Vesconte | Sharing a bed by @catgrub

💜 In This Corner of the World fic for Future | James Fitzjames/Henry Le Vesconte | Apocalypse AU by @werewolfsone (filled twice!)

🖤 embroidered fic for Canon Era | George Hodgson/Henry Le Vesconte | Medical Intervention by @hosseinis 🖤 Simple As PIe fic for Future | Henry Le Vesconte/John Morfin (rare pair) | Monster-fucking by @bell-swamp-fitzjames (NSFW) and inspired by this fic in this AU

🖤 Safe in our imagination fic in the same universe Future | Henry Le Vesconte/John Morfin (rare pair) | Breeding Kink (replacement prompt) by @rain-fall-down (wow, two fics for one square, amazing!) 🖤 Drabble + visuals for XX century | Lade Jane Franklin/Henry Le Vesconte (rare pair) | Undernegotiated kink by @rain-fall-down

🖤 Drabble + visuals for Canon Era | Graham Gore/Henry Le Vesconte | Dom/sub by @rain-fall-down

🩶 Playlist for Modern Times | Graham Gore/Henry Le Vesconte | Friends with Benefits (replacement prompt) by @nahaerya 🩶 Art for Future | James Fitzjames/Henry Le Vesconte | Apocalypse AU by @thesilliestpotato

🩶 Art for Antiquity (Ancient Rome) | Henry Le Vesconte (solo) | Blood by @catgrub

🩶 Concept + visuals for XX century | Henry Le Vesconte (solo) | Self Destructive Behaviour by @rain-fall-down

🩶 Concept + visuals for Modern Times | Henry Le Vesconte (solo) | Substance Abuse/Rehab by @rain-fall-down

🩶 Drabble + visuals for Middle Ages | Harry Goodsir/ Henry Le Vesconte (rare pair) | Enemies to lovers by @rain-fall-down

Thank you, everyone for such amazing ideas and creations!

P.S. This post will be updated every time a new square of the bingo is crossed out.

[tsarjozinzbazin]

[sunlaire]

Puppy on ice comic for @strogoff-era because its so nice and lovely and has amazing au ideas and deserves nice things <333333

[nahaerya]

Playlist fill for @dundybingo2026 - Goreconte, Modern Times, Friends with benefits.

How many prompts are you swapping, T? Yes.

You can listen to this in order but also not. In this house we use rules to feed the killer whales. List under the cut!

Beat the Devil's Tattoo - BRMC

Bang the Doldrums - FOB

Remedy - Seether

Marvin Gaye - Charlie Puth, Meghan Trainor

My Kind of Guy - Kaiser Chief

Whispers in the Dark - Mumford & Sons

The Bad Touch - The Bloodhound Gang

Just One Yesterday - FOB, Foxes

Blow Up the Outside World - Soundgarden

Country House - Blur

Why'd You Only Call Me When You're High? - Arctic Monkeys

Black Sheep - Gin Wingmore

C'est La Vie - Stereophonics

Six Weeks - Of Monsters And Men

It's My Life - Bon Jovi

Genghis Khan - Miike Snow

Womanizer - Britney Spears

Boombastic - Shaggy

Canzone Estiva - Annalisa

I'll Sleep When I'm Dead - Bon Jovi

Disloyal Order of Water Buffaloes - FOB

Self Control - Raf

Animal I Have Become - Three Days Grace

Falling in Love Is Hard (on the Knees) - Aerosmith

:D

[grahamgored]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Terror (TV 2018) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James Fitzjames/Graham Gore/Henry T. D. Le Vesconte, Graham Gore/Henry T. D. Le Vesconte Characters: Graham Gore, James Fitzjames (1813-c.1848), Henry T. D. Le Vesconte Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, everyone lives no one dies because these guys are nottt going on that expedition, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Power Dynamics, Anal Sex, Sexual Overstimulation, james fitzjames intimacy coordinator for the win, i would not. call this cuckolding, theyre a throuple and james likes to direct from his chair, Anyways, Anal Fingering, Fingerfucking, Groping, tipsy sex, blink and youll miss it scent kink, Rough Sex, Kissing, absolutely gratuitous sweat mentions i think, but not perversely enough to merit a tag Summary:

As they took to the loveseats, James remained apart from them, taking to his own grand chair and propping his boots up on the footstool, the buttery soft leather gleaming in the light as he watched his lovers exchange smoke and careful glances, drinking their wine, wetting their appetites.

“Henry,” James had said, “take Graham to bed.”

[werewolfsone]

I wish you would write a fic with Graham/Dundy where Graham is hurt and Dundy-

Oh, right.

I mean - I wish you would write ANOTHER fic where Graham is hurt and Dundy comforts him

The world needs about 2,000 of such fics so I can only trudge forward and spread the good word about Goreconte hurt/comfort.

Since the one fic is canon-era, here is a tiny thing from an AU discussion between @westerlywayward and @nahaerya which is vaguely... office AU + silt verses inspired (not really anything to do with the Silt Verses story but using the idea of many eldrich cosmic horror gods and deities that people are doing nasty stuff with, lots of sacrifice and worship of old gods.)

The scenario: We're a totally normal, modern office, and we make all of the deity worship so easy and clean. We really want this particular god to like us. Everything is assigned by corporate to please the beast (who we just call 'the shareholders'): your weekly assignments, your schedule, who you work with, even who you're to have an office romance with. The best part: we've been grooming the perfect willing sacrifice, one brilliant Golden Boy who will make the god so happy!

But we're struggling to find a replacement for our Golden Boy. So we're doing the sacrifice part in bits and pieces. We've also been letting him have a "secret" forbidden office romance. But only because we want to have blackmail material on the guy he's with for later.

Dundy and Graham meet at a park an hour north of their offices, like they do almost every Friday evening. They make this trek on the regular- they're not supposed to be together. Nobody is supposed to be with Graham, not now. He's there for the shareholders, and he's happy to be, and he's signed up for that, and he's shot up the corporate ladder. He just didn't realize it was going to happen so soon.

In his slacks, shirt, and coat from work, Dundy looks perfectly normal in the little city park, holding an late-in-the-day coffee because he rarely gets more than a few hours of sleep anyway. Perks of the company; the better the shareholders are doing, the more benefits the employees get, of course. But he's unhappy; barely sipping his espresso, scanning the walking paths anxiously.

It takes Graham almost thirty minutes longer than usual to show up. Dundy's tense body unclenches in relief, half-convinced that today would be the day Graham doesn't show up. He makes a b-line for Graham as soon as he sees him.

Graham's bundled up like it's winter, his long winter coat over his work clothes, scarf and mittens. He's looking particularly pale, circles under his eyes (usually a sign that the shareholders are cross with you, and it's unsettling to see on their Golden Boy). He's... shivering. Usually the cool evening air isn't an issue for him. But after what he went through today-

- nice and easy, just take the last digit-

Dundy hands Graham the coffee, which Graham takes immediately, then looks a bit disappointed.

"It's cold," he says, giving Dundy his best attempt at a smirk.

"You're late," Dundy counters, taking Graham's other hand in both of his. As if he could see through the layers- mitten over glove over bandages- and see how Graham's fingers were doing. Graham flinches, but doesn't take the hand away, takes another sip.

"It's fine," Graham offers. "Let's get something hot, I'm freezing."

Dundy finally looks up into Graham's eyes. They take a beat to just stare, their customary exchange-by-way-of-expression of stressors and grievances which must go unsaid, but are still on both their minds. Usually those worries are, Franklin assigned extra paperwork, or Fitzjames wants me to work Saturday. Today it's They took off two of your fucking fingers and I'm freaking out and They were only supposed to take one of my fingers today and they did an extra one and I'm freaking out.

Dundy takes the lead tonight. Steers Graham back through the park toward the closest cafe, orders them both something hot. Graham's smile is appreciative and ungaurded, and it hurts Dundy's heart. Graham's never like this, all soft and quiet, plastering himself against the far wall while Dundy orders a box of treats. Like he's a shy, small thing, and not Graham Gore, the shareholder's golden lamb.

Dundy steers them to one more shop, since it's nearby, to buy them hot pies to take along. They'd reheat in the microwave, they've done it a dozen times before. Then they walk downtown, to George's spare flat, which they've been using every weekend for the past year. Safe, discreet, far from everything else.

Graham lets Dundy ease him onto the couch. He cranks the apartment heat up (it's unused during the week, heaven knows George is off in one of his several other family properties). He throws some blankets over him. Reheats Graham's pie and puts it on a tray. Does all of this in silence. Then gets the first aid kit, like he knows what the hell he's doing.

It doesn't matter, though. Graham's smiling up at him even through the pain as he peels off his mitten, glove, and then the bandages beneath. He likes the attention, likes Dundy scrutinizing the wounds, likes feeling those careful fingers use the alcohol wipes, examine the first wound on his pinky- half healed already, thanks to the shareholder's direct touch, a mix between cauterization and natural scarring- and the second wound on his ring finger, which the shareholders hadn't healed, they hadn't even taken the digit- and this one was sewn up, and had bled a bit in the bandage and stained Graham's glove.

Dundy is careful as hell with the alcohol wipes, and Graham does his best not to flinch, though it's blindingly painful- it's a dull throb in both fingers. But then his lover is wrapping them again, fresh clean bandages being lovingly folded over both wounds. Dundy wraps his entire hand, to discourage Graham from trying to use it.

By the time they're done Graham's managed about half his meat pie. They're both on the couch, Graham still half-burried under blankets and taking forever to warm up. Dundy is glaring at him still.

"Don't worry so much, old sport."

"Don't old sport me."

"I will until that scowl is gone."

Dundy doesn't want to talk about it, but he's still upset.

Graham takes Dundy's hand with his good one. Squeezes it, then brings it up to his own face and puts it on his cheek. He just looks at Dundy, eyes big, and tries to beam as much love and affection as he can, mind-to-mind.

"Don't puppy-dog eyes at me," Dundy says, but he has no resistance, not when Graham is so tired, still shivering under all those layers. He pulls Graham's face to his and kisses him, tastes the meat pie and coffee and Graham's shaken morale on his tongue.

Then Graham's pulling him in, reminding Dundy how strong he is, even down one hand. He pulls Dundy to him until he's practically on his lap, pulls the blanket over them, accidentally knocks his little tray and meat pie onto the floor. Graham laughs.

"You oaf," Dundy chastises, but doesn't move to get up and clean it. He lets Graham press another kiss to him.

Graham can't offer an it's gonna be okay, I'm alright, things are fine. Nothing felt fine; he was scared and couldn't say it out loud. But holding Dundy close was enough to calm him and finally start banishing the cold.

[princessesaphi]

I made this little thing for @earl-goupil...

It's actualy a redraw of one of it's sketches.