#harry flynn x talbot

[enigmatist17]

Primo Gradus (Uncharted)

Idk why I post here, no one reads my stuff, but I’m proud of this one. Links in with a series I did on A03.

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Gabriel Roman often worked alone these days. 

Gone were the adventures into dangerous parts of the world, fighting about to try and find treasure. No, after being betrayed, that part of him had died out for good. Now he worked in the shadows, paying handsomely for sites and digs to be brought to his ownership. He was never one to care for the dried bloodstains found here and there, no, he was content with just exploring the history before him. If he wasn’t found at a dig site, he was in his office, navigating black market deals and auctions with ease. He’d been at the game for quite a while, and as such had cultivated varying sources and treasure hunters that ringed his social circles. So invested in potentially searching for remnants of Ubar, Roman had not heard the news of a newcomer in the treasure hunting ranks until a favorite of his dropped by one day.  

Harry Flynn liked to announce his arrivals by sitting at Roman’s desk, legs propped up on his desk with a cocky grin. This time there was a man with him, standing beside the chair with his arms held behind his back. He stood as if at attention, button-up shirt immaculate under a black vest and satin tie.

“Roman! We were just lookin’ for ya!” Harry grinned, moving to get up as Roman crossed the room, arms laded with a strange statue.

“I can clearly see as such.” The older man rolled his eyes, setting the piece down. The way Harry’s partner stiffens at the sight catches his sight, the older man squinting. “Now who might this be?”

“This ‘ere is Talbot, and he’s going ta be joinin’ me on jobs from now on.” Harry stepped in with his prosthetic slipping into one of Talbot’s hands with ease. Roman raised an eyebrow, the name not ringing any of his various bells.

“Is he now? I prefer to know if those joining my operation can hold up to the work I require of them.”

“I can assure you ‘e can.” 

“He can also speak for himself.” The man has a quiet but demanding voice, stepping aside so Roman can sit at his desk.

“Well, you’re polite for a start.” Roman can practically hear Harry roll his eyes, amused as he pulls out his varying magnifying glasses. “Have you seen this piece before?”

“I beg your pardon?” Talbot reacts rather quickly, Roman motioning to his desk.

“You reacted when I carried this in, have you seen it before?” Talbot gives him a stiff nod and Roman presses. “May I ask how? This is a piece we’ve managed to recover from Ubar, and I hadn’t thought anyone besides Nathan Drake had been in the city.”

“You shouldn’t be digging up Ubar.” Talbot manages after a moment, Harry fighting back a wince from how hard Talbot is squeezing his hand. 

“Why is that? Such a city is the find of the century.” Roman breathed, trained hands deftly removing sand and debris from the ornate vase.

“It keeps a great evil contained.” Roman looks up, hands pausing their work. The way Talbot is looking at him makes Roman remember an island so very far from here.

“Explain.” He sits back and listens. The Order that Talbot names rings a faint bell, but it is of little consequence as its members have been scattered since a few months prior. He listens as Talbot explains the cursed waters that once were held in the underside of the city. By now they would have been dried out by the city and sand, but the artifact that caused such problems could be intact. Roman was no fool, to be hearing how such a thing had caused such pain and destruction, it made him sigh. A hand subconsciously went to his forehead, fingering a scar that was deftly hidden, save those who knew. 

“You’ve been touched by power before.” Talbot frowned, and he received a bitter laugh.

“If touched, you mean taken hold of and turned into a...freak of nature, then yes.” Roman lowered his hand, flexing his fingers. “What about you? You speak as if from experience.”

“I do.” Talbot nodded, eyes taking on a faint red glow. Roman gave him a curious look, blinking, and finding the man gone. Harry just points behind him, and there Talbot is perched on the windowsill, a faint red-orange aura surrounding the man. Roman blinks again, and Talbot is standing beside Harry once more, hair slightly ruffled from moving so quick.

“Astonishing…” Roman breathed, moving to circle around the younger man. “You said the Order did this to you?” Talbot nods, and the older man tutted under his breath. A few moments of silence pass before Roman offers them to stay for tea, which turns into spending most of the day. Despite the statue that’s moved from view, Talbot is fascinated by Roman’s collection. His expertise mostly ranges to the Middle-Eastern and French collections, and he can pick out a fair few things from some of Roman’s English sets. The older man is impressed, and Talbot feels a warm feeling at the compliments he’s given. He’s not sure why and asks Harry if he had ever felt as such on their way home. 

“Sounds to me like you’re enjoyin’ the praise.” Harry smiles, Talbot looking mildly surprised by the answer. 

“I have always wanted to study such things, I never thought others would be proud of such a thing.” Harry sighs, moving to peck Talbot’s cheek.

“You are just a sorry sort aren’t ya love?” Harry laughs at the faint blush that spreads on Talbot’s cheeks. “I’m ‘appy for you though, really.”

“Thank you Harry.” Talbot sounds touched, a soft smile on his face as the two head home. It was funny, just weeks ago Harry was on his own and carving out work for Roman between bigger jobs. Now he had a partner, boyfriend, hell he wasn’t sure what they were. Talbot didn’t seem to know what they were either, just content with aiding Harry however he could. Harry took a phone call just after they arrived home, and Talbot goes to start some coffee for them. As the pot is brewing, he goes to the kitchen table, taking a seat in front of his current project. Talbot was finding himself being overwhelmed by his newfound freedom, sometimes just walking around or muttering to himself. Harry had suggested Talbot find something to physically work on, and after a fruitful day of antique shopping, Talbot had gotten his hands on a few things. The biggest piece was an old record player, it’s inner workings set over the table as he painstakingly repaired broken and chipped pieces. If he was deep into his work, such as now, idle pieces would begin to hover in the air, Talbot plucking out the piece he needed without much thought. 

“How’s it goin’ love?” Harry seems to come from nowhere, the smell of coffee following the warmth from Harry leaning against his back.

“I hope to complete this by tonight.” A slowly spinning screwdriver is plucked from his left, delicately screwing together a component. 

“Never thought of these as useful.” Harry hums in thought, Talbot glancing up after setting the piece back into its housing. “Then again, perhaps I just needed the right person to see their value.”

“You can be such a sap.” Talbot recalls the teasing Nathan Drake had done, grinning when Harry rolls his eyes. “I suppose it’s for the best that I enjoy such a thing.”

“You are so very lucky you’re so damn cute.” Harry grumbled before pressing a gentle kiss to Talbot’s cheek, only to meet his lips instead. Talbot looked fairly amused, having moved so they were face to face, hands resting on Harry’s hips. The thief chuckles, taking a seat on Talbot’s lap before he resumes his kiss, ignoring the buzz of his phone in the next room.

He was rather busy.

[flynnsjournal]

Marlowe: Talbot no

Talbot: Talbot yes

Nathan: Talbot no

Talbot: Talbot yes

Cutter: Talbot no

Talbot: Talbot yes

Harry: Talbot no

Talbot: Talbot no..

[elliebean714]

☆What I write☆~

I write character x character, character x oc and character x reader.

♡Romantic♡, ◇Platonic◇, whatever.

Angst, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Yandere, Poly Relationships, Character Reactions, Character Diary Entries, Light Nsfw, My Oc's, Female, Gender Neutral And Male Readers/Characters/Oc's

♡Gay♡ and ☆Not Gay☆

Headcanons, fics, one-shots, maybe Au's....

Fandoms I write for. (It's all games. I'm not sorry.)

Until Dawn~

Josh Washington

Chris Hartley

Ashley Brown

Sam Giddings

Mike Munroe

Jess Riley

Emily Davis

Matt Taylor

Beth Washington

Hannah Washington

The Quarry~

Jacob Custos

Emma Mountebank

Nick Furcillo

Abigail Blyg

Max Brinly

Laura Kearney

Kaitlyn Ka

Dylan Lenivy

Ryan Erzhalher

Travis Hackett

Chris Hackett

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Life is Strange~

Season 1~

Max Caulfield

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Nathan Prescott

Victoria Chase

Kate Marsh

Mark Jefferson

Before The Storm~

Chloe Price

Rachel Amber

Steph Gingrich

Nathan Prescott

Samantha Myers

Season 2~

Sean Diaz

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Finn

True colours~

Alex Chen

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FNaF 1 ~

Bonnie

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Chica

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FNaF 3~

Springtrap

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Ennerd

Lolbit

FNaF Pizzeria Simulator~

Lefty

FNaF Security Breach~

Gregory

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Montgomery Gator

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Roxanne Wolf

Sundrop

Moondrop

Vanny

Vannessa

Misc.~

William Afton

Michael Afton

Henry Emily

Note~ Unless specifically requested otherwise all animatronics will not have the children's souls inside them, if you want the soul inside the animatronic it will automatically be platonic (Springtrap is the exception)♡

Bioshock~

Bioshock 1~

Jack Wynand

Atlas

Frank Fontaine

Bridget Tenenbaum

The Little Sisters

The Big Daddies

Bioshock 2~

Subject Delta

Augustus Sinclair

Eleanor Lamb

Sophia Lamb

Grace Holloway

Stanley Poole

Gil Alexander

Mark Meltzer

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Bioshock Infinite~

Elizabeth Comstalk

Booker DeWitt

Songbird

The Walking Dead: Telltale~

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Lee Everett

Clementine

Kenny

Lily

Carley

Doug

Mark

Ben Paul

Christa

Omid

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Clementine

Luke

Nick

Sarah

Kenny

Season 3~

Javi Garcia

Kate Garcia

Gabe Garcia

Clementine

Tripp

Jesus

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Clementine

Violet

Louis

Mitch

AJ

Tenn

James

Lily

Minerva

Detroit: Become Human~

Connor

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Kara

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The Last Of Us~

Part 1~

Ellie

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Riley

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Ellie

Joel

Dina

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Tommy

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Lev

Yara

Uncharted~

Drake's Fortune~

Nathan Drake

Elena Fisher

Among Thieves~

Nathan Drake

Elena Fisher

Chloe Frazer

Harry Flynn

Drake's Deception~

Nathan Drake

Elena Fisher

Chloe Frazer

Talbot

A Thieves End~

Nathan Drake

Elena Fisher

Sam Drake

Rafe Adler

Nadine Ross

Death Stranding~

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Fragile

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Obey Me!~

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Barbatos

Luke

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Solomon

Thirteen

☆Overall Note☆~ All Under 18 Characters Will Be Platonic, Unless Shipped With A Character/Oc Of The Same Age.♡

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◇What I won't write◇~

Heavy Nsfw

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Pedophilia

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Self Harm

Suicide

Big Age-Gap Relationships

Other people's oc's

Cheating (Except Comfort)

Send Requests, I'm Depressed💐

[naisaship]

Uncharted yo 😎

Favorite Male Character: Harry and Sam (literally can't decide)

Favorite Female Character: Elena

Least Favorite Character: Talbot

Favorite Ship: Sam x Rafe (I swear to god yall)

Favorite Friendship: Chloe and Nadine

Favorite Quote: "Face it genius. You've been played." - Harry Flynn

And "Greatness from small beginnings."

Worst Character Death (if any): Harry's (I still hope he'll come back somehow lol)

This made me so happy you have no idea Moment: at the end of the UC4 when Elena pulls out coins and Nathan realizes it was Sam who put them in Elena's jacket pocket.

Saddest Moment: that part where Nate is crying and just staring blankly after Sam "dies". That was so deep.

Favorite Location: King's Bay and Ubar

[flynnsjournal]

𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐱 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐛𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝;

𝐆𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐦 𝐀𝐔

❝𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭, 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲.❞

❝𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮.❞

[enigmatist17]

Unexpected Surprise (Harry Flynn x Talbot)

I found a fellow shipper of this in @higgsys-blog, and they gave me this absolutely adoring idea!

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Talbot hadn’t been sure what to expect of a life of his own. Marlowe had held her claws into him so deeply, so viciously for so long, freedom had become a delirious dream to him. Being freed in a crumbling city, helped by those who he had been forced to hunt, it had been so much. His saviors were gone now, off to live their lives while Talbot remained with the one who had captured his heart. Harry was so kind, so gentle with him despite his tough exterior to those around them. Talbot was often curled up with him, offering his advice while Harry poured over research and plans for a myriad of jobs he had yet to complete. It was nice to have an extra pair of eyes, and the enthusiasm Talbot held for the historical pieces that would soon be acquired was refreshing. Talbot was just pleased to be able to express his interest and desire, and it isn’t long before he begins to grow comfortable with Harry.

It’s just a simple evening when Harry realizes Talbot is absolutely extraordinary. 

Harry is being stubborn, as he always is. It’s late, and despite running on little to no sleep, Harry found it a bright idea to try and work on cleaning an intricate artifact they had acquired. It’s almost eight feet tall, and Harry is perched on a step-stool that really needed to be replaced. The artifact came in several pieces, and started to teeter when Harry leaned over just a little too much. 

“Ah shit!” Harry pulled back, trying to grasp the closest piece to pull it back. There’s a flash of red, and suddenly the piece is gone, leaving Harry to lean against the artifact. Talbot, who he knew for a fact had been two rooms away, was now standing a few feet away. Grey eyes were now shining with a fading flame, red and black wisps of….something akin to fire criss-crossing all over Talbot’s body. Delicate hands shimmered, nails long and able to slice through anything if given the chance. Harry just stared at him dumbfounded, Talbot’s fingers nervously twitching as he returned to his normal self.

“I…” Harry had no idea what to say or think, straightening himself as Talbot carefully sets the piece he held down. The longer he stands there silent, the more Harry can see the inset of panic and uncertainty in those grey eyes. “What just happened?” Small questions, just like the small steps he takes forward. 

“I...I don’t know where to begin.” That soft voice makes Harry’s heart ache, Talbot stepping back when Harry offers a hand. “I cannot begin to even fathom what to say, what to explain, how to…”

“Small steps love.” There it is, raised shoulders lower just a fraction, and Talbot turns to busy himself with making tea. It takes him the few minutes to collect his thoughts, Harry resetting the artifact before sitting on the couch. He sees the way Talbot has tensed himself, as if preparing to be told off or something worse. The way Talbot awkwardly sits just within reach makes Harry’s heart ache, slender hands wrapped tightly around his mug. They sit in silence, sipping the tea Talbot made before the other lets out a soft sigh.

“I...am not normal.” The way the word normal runs off his tongue sounds forced, like a word that was almost disgusting to Talbot. “I was infected by power, the power of the Djinn.” Talbot closes his eyes for a moment, remembering the night that had taken so much. “Since the infection, I can do so many strange things, actions that make most people fear me.”

“Like what love?” Harry shifted over a little, taking it slow.  

“I can do as you saw, teleport between immense distances in the blink of an eye.” Expecting to see disgust, uncertainty or fear, Talbot felt his nerves begin to calm at the curious wonder in those brilliant hazel eyes. “I can manifest my power to deflect damage from things such as gunfire, and can manipulate the shadows to hide me.”

“That’s amazin’.” Harry let out a low whistle, setting his prosthetic within reach of the other. He sees the way Talbot begins to further relax, eyes widening as Talbot’s mug begins to slowly float up between his hands. “You are just full of surprises aren’t you?” Talbot gives a slightly embarrassed look, scooting over to nestle against Harry’s side.

“You are not frightened?” Talbot’s questioned after some time, just relaxing against Harry’s familiar body heat.

“Love, I’ve seen real monsters, and you’re not one of them. Of course I’m not frightened.” Harry hummed, gently pressing a kiss to the top of Talbot’s head. The monsters were in Shambhala, on the island of El Dorado, not in someone as sweet as Talbot. The scent of black pepper and ginseng fills his nose, and the two sit for some time, just listening to the quiet noise of traffic from outside.

Harry never imagined his life to return to the strange and occult, but if it was with Talbot, he certainly didn’t mind.