Walt Longmire / Henry Standing Bear Fics (& Occasionally Martha too :-)
These Fics are based on the TV Show Longmire.
Particularly involving the Relationship between Walt Longmire & Henry Standing Bear.
Also occasionally involving the OT3* Relationship (or Polyamorous Dynamic),
shared by Walt Longmire, Henry Standing Bear, & Martha Longmire.
These fics may range from mild to raunchy.
Fan Art & Fan Vids are also welcome :-)
(*OT3: One True Threesome;
as opposed to OTP: One True Pairing)
(Open, Unmoderated)
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Fairy Chaos by orphan_account
Fandoms: Longmire (TV), Walt Longmire Mysteries - Craig Johnson
08 Aug 2021
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Fairies show up in Durant and on the Rez. What will they do?
Bookmarked by Mathiasfan
08 Aug 2021
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Bookmarker's Notes
No Martha! Clearly they didn't make a Mathias one.
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It's easy, to sink into Walt's side, his familiar warmth as welcoming as always, and Walt continues to play as Henry's head settles on his shoulder, his hand smoothing over Walt's thigh. They've sat like this many times, and as he listens, Henry imagines them like this through the years, the way their hands and their faces have changed, the way their deep, steady affection has only grown stronger roots.
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Walt and Henry spent an afternoon in gentle quiet, and eat dinner. -
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"I am taking your clothes off," Henry tells him, catching Walt's hazy, wide gaze. A ghost of a smile crosses over Walt's face.
"Been a while since you said that to me," he says, slow and slurred, but it means Walt's coherent–for now–and Henry huffs, hands already working on Walt's jacket.
"Yes, well," Henry says, tossing the jacket on the floor in front of the fire. "It would put a damper on that if you died of hypothermia."
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Henry finds Walt on the mountain, and everything that happens after. -
you've got some kind of love (there's a good in your eyes) by brahe
Fandoms: Longmire (TV)
29 Aug 2020
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Walt takes an unsteady breath and feels the way Henry's lungs shudder where they're pressed chest to chest.
"I'm sorry," Walt murmurs, turning his nose to Henry's temple, shifting his hand to the back of Henry's head, inhaling deeply. He smells wrong, like ivory soap and unfamiliar detergent, like stale air and old blood, and Walt holds him tighter.
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Walt and Henry after Miss Cheyenne -
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Henry can read his face as easily as he can read the sky and the stars, and his hand is halfway to Walt's cheek before he remembers where they are, and lets it fall to Walt's wrist of the hand still clenched on Henry's shoulder instead.
"Walt," he says, "please take me home."
"Right," Walt agrees, peeling his fingers away from Henry, slowly. "Right, yeah."
He lingers as Henry opens the car door, still watching, as if Henry would slip back away.
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Immediately after Miss Cheyenne, yet again