shellysbees inspired me to take another crack at Sherstrade, so here we go:
Life Preserver – Sherlock calls Lestrade when he needs help. Greg just hopes that’s enough to save him.
teaser below the cut
“Oh for fuck’s sake,” growled Greg, heaving Sherlock to his feet and wrapping an arm around him. At least his car was close by. The young man was half out of his mind, but at least he didn’t fight as he was poured into the passenger seat and buckled in.
He should take him somewhere professional to get sober and clean up. But he didn’t want to do that. Ever since Sherlock had started showing up at his crime scenes, he’d been finding himself more and more intrigued. And when Sherlock had texted him tonight he hadn’t hesitated to come. Looked like he’d been roughed up a bit too, there was a cut on his temple.
They reached his flat and Greg helped him inside and into a chair. He went to make some extra strong coffee and get the first aid kit, pushing the mug into Sherlock’s hands and moving to clean up the cut.
“Ow,” hissed Sherlock, jerking away and suddenly far more awake.
“You’re welcome,” said Greg. “Drink your coffee.”
SuperWho Ficlet “Contingencies” (Castiel vs. The Master, PG-13)
Title: Contingencies
Rating: Strong PG-13 for blood, gore, and character death.
Summary: If you’ve tangled with enough supervillains, after a while you just stop being a hero about it. The Master tortured Jack. Castiel isn’t exacting justice. He’s after vengeance, he’s cold, and he knows his quarry.
I only sorta blame merindab for this. She sent the headcanon ask, but it’s not like I haven’t been considering this moment for a long, long time.
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The Master had a (heh) master plan, of course. Not that he anticipated coming back, given the sweetness of his last triumph. But a man had to have contingencies, and counter contingencies, and contingencies for the contingencies, and… all right, yes, maybe he just rather liked saying the word ‘contingency.’ It made one feel professional.
He’d been watching the Doctor. Waiting. Setting the first wavelets of a plan in motion with his usual ruthless patience. It would be amazing. He’d collect an utter chorale of humans killed in the Doctor’s wake, let him witness their death rattles all over again and at the height of the suffering, he’d be there. The crowning glory. The only Time Lord left.
Maybe he’d get himself killed all over again.
After all, there were contingencies.
And watching the Doctor grieve (lose) was such fun.
thewondersoflebanon replied to your post: Why are there no red pants on my dash?…
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Yay! It worked!!! The reason there aren’t any red pants is because Sherlock put all of the red pants in the wash! ^_^
What happens when you view ‘muted’ Sherlock.
I had two friends over last night, well they are are still here asleep in the guest bedroom, and the plan was to watch the Sherlock pilot as they had never seen it. They are fans of the show but not in the fandom, so have no knowledge of our metas/thoughts on the series. As I started to play the pilot we realised we didn’t have sound, [turns out the SCART lead was out] but by the time we fixed it, on screen John and Sherlock had met in the computer lab. One friend, Brendan, made the comment;
‘Oh if I didn’t know better, I would be settling in for a gay porn movie, look at these two boys.’
So we decided to leave the sound/subtitles off and just watch to see how the pilot played to ‘virgin’ observers. It became fun and needless to say we ended staying up all night and watched the entire series on mute. These are our impressions based on just the visuals and forgetting everything we know about the series.