FIC: Triangulations (Lestrade/John, Sherlock) rated R

[thirdbird]

Title: Triangulations
Author: Thirdbird
Pairing/Characters: John/Lestrade, Sherlock
Rating: R
Warnings/Spoilers: None
Word Count: 9474
Summary: In which John and Lestrade pinch the bridges of their noses and sigh a lot, John is kidnapped for the fifty-seven-zillionth time, and Sherlock finally breaks. Sequel to On Lestrade's Flawed Heart, and Other Slightly Damaged Things.

A/N: Many thanks to my team of beta readers and Brit-pickers: insane_duckfish, travels_in_time (who deserves all the blame credit for my concept of this three-sided pairing), melaszka, and elfbert. And a big shout-out to the miserable fucks at wrisomifu, for all their cheerleading and commiseration. \o/

To begin with, it was all completely intolerable, and then it went downhill from there.

(above link goes to my Dreamwidth; you can also read it at AO3 )

Fic: Hot Shave, Part 1: Beard Burn (Sherlock/Lestrade)

[unovis]

Title: Hot Shave, Part 1: Beard Burn (DW)
Author: Unovis
Pairing: Sherlock/Lestrade
Rating: R
Word count: about 1400
Summary: Sherlock likes straight razors and bristled men; Lestrade is annoyed.

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[telegramsam]

They need to work this scene from "The Sign of the Four" into the next series of Sherlock somehow:

'Look here, Watson; you look regularly done. Lie down there on the sofa, and see if I can put you to sleep.'

He took up his violin from the corner, and as I stretched myself out, he began to play some low, dreamy, melodious air--his own, no doubt, for he had a remarkable gift for improvisation. I have a vague remembrance of his gaunt limbs, his earnest face, and the rise and fall of his bow. Then I seemed to be floated peacefully away upon a soft sea of sound, until I found myself in dreamland, with the sweet face of Mary Morstan looking down upon me.


HOW FUCKING ADORABLE IS THAT? X3

(well not so much Watson's crush on Mary Morstan because who cares about her really but anyway)