#greg lestrad

[jokatsuya]

Hello Lovely! I was wondering if you could write a Sherlock x reader, only if you want to of course. Where Sherlock kisses the reader’s cheek without thinking as he's rushing out the door to a crime scene. John and reader are surprised bc Reader and Sherl aren't dating just yet?

A fraction of a moment

Sherlock x reader / Sherlock x G/n reader

Wordcount: 1321

Warnings: actually none as long as you are not a high functioning sociopath (if you are: Watch out! A little bit of fluff.)

Summary: Check out the sweet request by @lovely-lady-lumps

A/n: The writing was really funny and the ending offers something for the future, so you can stay excited. Hopefully I could fulfill the wishes and expectations. Hope you like it as much as I do, so have fun reading. Yours JoKatsuya

There he stands, the tall handsome man, who daily provides for the fascination of my side. In my opinion, I will probably never be able to fully understand his thought processes, be it said that I do not even want it. I mean, where's the magic, the allure of being enchanted again day after day by him, his talents,...his looks, to be honest, if you understood the tricks? But this is Sherlock Holmes, known for not understanding emotions according to his own words, let alone wanting to feel them.

In such conversations, he then often begins to allude to the limbic system, which for me, in the precision of the explanations, no longer gives a clear context after a few moments. And should he notice in his monologues that I was no longer mentally present, he had made it his own a while ago to occasionally draw my attention back to his words through, sometimes also uncharming ways. Something that never really surprised me until John had brought it up once. Besides, he also said that I would be something special for Sherlock, but this seems to me very absurd, since Sherlock describes himself as a sociopath; someone who has an abnormal relationship to the community. Specifically, it's people with little empathy and a lack of guilt who promote their own pleasure by taking advantage of those around them, but to be honest, Sherlock is so much more than that.

He can be funny when he wants to be, he can listen when he wants to listen, he thinks about the welfare of his fellow man far more often than some of the rest of us. God, I'm starting to sound like one of those love-struck teenagers from the old familiar romances.

Partly embarrassed, partly slightly disturbed at my own thought processes, I shake my head slightly. Sherlock still seems to be talking to Greg on the phone, which visibly annoys him. In the meantime, he is pacing up and down the living room, while he keeps glancing into the kitchen at his latest experiment.

At the moment I understood at least to some extent his absurd request, which he had to make me at half past three in the night. The whole had brought me additionally not only around my well-deserved and urgently necessary sleep, but also around one of my coffee cups, in which something swam, that belonged probably once to a living organism. I will definitely get a replacement from him.

The great consulting detective Sherlock Holmes, was an amazingly chaotic roommate, as well as dramatic contemporary, taking any drama he could. A grin flashes across my lips, whereupon Sherlock holds a hand in front of his cell phone and hisses somewhat annoyed almost silently: >>Stop it.<<

Confused, I eye him, but then finally turn my attention back to my book, to which I have once again paid far too little attention for far too long in Sherlock's presence, only to stare at the man in front of me in detail and far too conspicuously.

>>That's great!...Why shouldn't I be happy?<<, his delighted tones of his pleasantly deeper voice come forth.

Just as I finally get through another page and am about to start the next one, John walks into the apartment and greets me with a raised hand and a friendly smile before walking quickly towards me.

John is Sherlock's best friend even if the curly-haired man doesn't like to admit it to himself, everyone knows it and I think he does too. And whoosh, we're back on the same topic as before.

>>Want a cup of tea?<<, I turn to John, with a delayed glance that lingers on Sherlock for a second too long. Jesus, that's one of your closest friends right there (y/n), get a grip. You're definitely not going to risk that friendship over something like that. This friendship and the trust of both parties is hard earned and should not be threatened by such inanity.

>>Yes, gladly. But don't go to any trouble.<<, John answers with his well-known good manners and grabs the current newspaper at the same moment. Well, supposedly good manners would probably be a better formulation.

I get up with a swing and make my way to the kitchen, careful not to contaminate Sherlock's experiment or make it completely unusable by any other wrong moves. I overhear the two men talking to each other, but I can't quite make out what they're talking about because the water is starting to boil. After a few more moments, I return to the other two with two cups of tea and hand John his cup, which he accepts with thanks. But just as Watson joyfully accepts his, two long arms appear in my field of vision, which literally snatch my cup from my hand. I immediately stare into Sherlock's blue-grey eyes, hoping to have just seen a supposed hint of a smile! Such impudence.

John, however, seems to have been so pulled out of his coordination with the cup that some of the still-hot delicious-smelling contents spill onto his shirt, causing him to hiss and directly rebuke his friend for finally learning some manners. I give Sherlock a withering look. He seems to have noticed this out of the corner of his eye and lets his head dart briefly to me before he apparently realizes what I'm trying to signal to him and turns his head directly back to me, still slightly confused.

John doesn't seem to care much about our exchange of glances, so he stands up and disappears in the direction of the bathroom.

A bit angry that he had just taken my tea, I try to snatch the cup from his hands again, but in vain. Each time I struggle to make another attempt at reclaiming it, he lifts the small container out of my reach, turns away in dance-like movements, or makes any of his just-about-to-be-epic remarks, about my inefficient approach.

When I finally admit defeat, he cheekily places the empty cup in front of me and heads towards the coat rack to throw on his coat at a pace that would make you think he's done nothing else all his life. Admittedly a relatively rewarding sight...No, I haven't forgiven him for what he did just now!

>>John? Come on!<<, Sherlock calls into the apartment, just straightening his scarf as the doctor re-enters.

>>What is it?<<, he replies, but obviously not yet over what happened just now.

>>You come with me.<<

>>Where?<<

>>A double murder on the Thames and you know what's even better...<<, Sherlock euphorically starts to answer before he is immediately interrupted by John, who runs his hands over his temples.

>>I just got here. Can't you give me some peace and quiet?<<

Suddenly Sherlock flits past me while he replies indignantly: >>You want it too<< And before he lets his friend answer, he flits past me again. My breath catches in my throat.

As if in slow motion, he presses a gentle kiss on my cheek before he runs down the stairs without elaborating and calls out, sounding almost rushed: >>John, come on now!<<

Completely perplexed I stare blinking at John, who can grasp just as little as I what has just happened. My skin seems to literally burn: >>What just happened?<<

>>Are you two...<<, John starts a question, just as confused and overwhelmed by the situation as I seem.

>>No.<<, I hastily take the answer out of his mouth and sink down on the couch.

Had Sherlock actually just...kissed me? No, or had he? My emotions seem to be on a roller coaster right now. I have so many questions. My head is spinning. All the emotions that come out of this situation are mixed up and make me feel strange inside. Can I perhaps allow deeper feelings for this man who is otherwise so distant from others and would he perhaps...reciprocate them? That fraction of a moment was indescribable.

Strictly do not: copy, claim or translate those stories of mine anywhere else

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[jax-winchester]

Greg Lestrade is the most underrated character. He deserves more love, I mean just look at him.

#greg lestrade #gregory lestrade #sherlock holmes #bbc sherlock #sherlock fandom #sherlock #mystrade

[muffin-n-waffle]

#sherlolly #sherlock #bbc sherlock #molly hooper #memes #greg lestrade #mycroft holmes #mary morstan #mary watson

[elenaazra]

OMG!!!! Mystrade shipper in me is going crazy right now. This photo made me so happy.

After so many years…

November 2023

#mystrade #sherlock #bbc sherlock #mark gatiss #rupert graves #mycroft holmes #greg lestrade #mycroft x lestrade #mycroft x greg

[divinity-in-chaos]

Wow I’ve made more it seems. Cause hELP ME

Also another bonus Mystrade one!!! Cause I saw this post and immediately went Oh Greg.

#mycroft bbc #mycroft #mycroft holmes bbc #mystrade #greg lestrade #bbc sherlock #sherlock season 4 #text posts meme #text posts

[thelostsmiles]

back from the dead @giftober 2023 ★ day 14: reunion

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[ao3topshipsbracket]

AO3 Top Relationships Bracket- Round 2 Side 1

This poll is a celebration of fandom history; we're aware that there are certain issues with many of the listed pairings and sources, but they are a part of that history. Please do not take this as an endorsement, and refrain from harassment.

#polls #sherlock #harry potter #mystrade #wolfstar #mycroft holmes #greg lestrade #sirius black #remus lupin

[petite-madame]

Authority problem - (2023)

“Didn't we have a conversation not two days ago? If I remember correctly, it was about you stopping to put yourself in harm's way for your husband?” “Don't remember. You should know me by now, I have a very bad memory.” “And an authority problem, so it seems…” “That too, gorgeous. But that's part of my charm.”

A big thank you to @vegetadaily for the beta 💗

#mystrade #greg lestrade #mycroft holmes #mark gatiss #rupert graves #myart

[dragonsrfire]

RETROSPECTIVE

Say what you want about BBC Sherlock, I absolutely freaking love the version of Lestrade we got - cause he's prolly the relatable realistic character in the show I could think of - he just wanted to get the job done and he was living that life where he was just looking to get that cleared out and just continue with the rest of the day - that is a total mood tbh - like yeah man - you go - And also like we didn't see a Lestrade that was grounded and less of a comic relief - so this was refreshing and also Rupert Graves!

#bbc sherlock #thoughts #restrospective #myniche #greg lestrade #lestrade #rupert graves

[whothehellisrosee]

Wait,

HOW has it already been 7 years since season 4?

HOW?

#me searching for the audacity of time #why did it do that #why so quick #almost ten years #bbc sherlock #sherlock #sherlock holmes #john watson #johnlock #greg lestrade #mycroft holmes #mrs hudson #steven moffat #mark gatiss #molly hooper #jim moriarty #sherlock season 4 #the six thatchers #the lying detective #the final problem

[jokatsuya]

Good boy

Sherlock x reader / Sherlock x Fem!reader

Wordcount: 1051

Warnings: actually none as long as you are not a high functioning sociopath (if you are: Watch out! It’s a little cute at some point.)

Summary: (Y/n) accidentally calls Sherlock an interesting pet name, whereupon something happens that she really didn't expect. How will Sherlock handle the situation?

A/n: It's me again and of course I have another story for you guys. So lie back and enjoy this little work of mine. At this point also a thank you to the already received requests. Each one makes it even more fun for me and hopefully you can enjoy them as much as I do. Yours JoKatsuya

>>I need some. Get me some. Now! Immediately!<<, Sherlock comes shooting out from beside me, nearly scaring me to death, whereupon I wince and pull my arms towards me, accidentally hitting one of my hands in his face.

>>You know you're not supposed to scare me like that, Sherlock!<<, I drive at him still in shock, but this time with more anger in my undertone.

When I finally turn to him though, all I see is him rubbing his nose and blinking rapidly several times. Wait, was that me? >>Oh my god, I'm so sorry. I...I...didn't mean to! Do you need a cold pack? Or something else?<<, I ask him hastily in concern, taking his big hands out of his face to survey the possible injury. Fortunately, nothing is visible so far, which is why I now eye the tall man in front of me with squinted eyes reprovingly. How often do I have to tell him that he shouldn't always appear next to me so suddenly?

>>Be a good boy and don't do that again. As sorry as I am right now, God knows how much, but it had to come so far!<<, I rebuke him with now raised finger, which he examines with narrowed eyebrows and looks back and forth between him and me again and again. Unexpectedly, I do the same to him until he breaks the silence with a slightly confused sounding question: >>What did you call me?<<

>>A good boy.<<, another voice suddenly sounds from the door between the stairwell and the living room. Wait, what? Unpleasantly, that just slipped out, whereupon I feel the blush rise to my face. Jesus, this is embarrassing.

Sherlock and I turn simultaneously towards the source of the noise and immediately catch sight of John, who is standing there with an amused grin and his arms on his hips.

>>What?<<, Sherlock answers John with a dramatic high undertone and looks at me again. Well, I guess I had really said that out loud, a most unpleasant mistake.

Just as I'm about to move out of the way, Sherlock holds me back by the arm. Keep calm (y/n), it wasn't meant disrespectfully, nor did you mean to insult him in any way with it, in whatever way he might take it.

With a lurch, I lean back against the armchair and draw in a sharp breath as Sherlock hovers over me, bent close. In fact, close, very close. I feel his breath hitting my neck, giving me a pleasant shiver from the back of my neck down my spine. After a few seconds, I finally dare to return his intense gaze, which I can feel all too clearly on me.

>>I'm...a leave...coming soon...Hudson...<<, I catch fractionally before I hear a creak of the door and automatically slide a little further together.

>>You praised me like such a little dog? Am I Anderson, who can't get along without something like that?<<, he asks so quickly that I can barely follow him in my slightly dazed state, abruptly moving away from me as he wildly gestures to give his words more expression, jumping up and down a bit. Gestures that I will probably never really understand about him. But actually these are quite cute. He really seems like a little puppy that just had a huge bone put in front of its snout and immediately taken away. A smile slips across my lips at these thoughts, which immediately makes Sherlock's head swing to me.

>>Actually, you really are like an excited dog, or much more like a puppy.<<, I giggle, by now beginning to be master of myself again. As a result, I earn a deep enervated groan, from the tall well-built man in front of me, who eyes me critically.

>>John?!<<, he suddenly calls out, but must disappointingly realize that his, as he calls him, assistant, or as others would put it, best friend does not react. His face becomes even grimmer. Actually quite cute. With three steps, I'm now standing right in front of him again and looking directly into his face, where a small bruise is starting to form on his nose.

>>He just left. Didn't you catch that? If I remember correctly, he said something about Mrs. Hudson. Sit down and I'll get you something cold.<<, I order him and push him down on the couch. Just as I'm about to leave for the kitchen, he pulls me onto his lap, which causes me to cry out in shock.

>>How am I supposed to notice when my girlfriend calls me a puppy after punching me in the face?<<, I draw in my breath sharply. It's the first time he's directly called me his girlfriend. He usually only ever paraphrased our relationship, which was completely pointless since everyone could see that there was something going on between the two of us.

>>What did you say?<<, I now ask him, brushing one of his dark stray curls out of his forehead.

>>Nothing.<<, he quickly replies, apparently only now realizing what exactly he just said, which is why he immediately pushes me off his lap again and goes to the window.

>>Finally<<, he speaks quietly to himself and then walks towards his old familiar black armchair, on which he plops down. Even though we are now basically back at the beginning, I can't get the grin off my face.

Out of the corner of my eye I see how Sherlock looks at me in a jerk and examines me questioningly, before his head finally turns back to me directly afterwards and he inquires about my behavior: >>Why are you grinning like that?<<

>>If I had known that I could thus penetrate your shell..., I would have done it sooner and especially more often.<<, I confess with a triumphant face.

>>What shell?<<, Greg's voice rings out in confusion, just entering.

>>Nothing. Now tell me who died, Gregory! I've been waiting for this all day.<<, Sherlock demands jitterily, seemingly having completely forgotten about what happened just now, or rather, in my guess, repressed it. I'll let him win this round, but he shouldn't think he can do it forever. Before I win, however, he should first learn Greg's name, before he kills him at some point, so that I can still have a chance.

Strictly do not: copy, claim or translate those stories of mine anywhere else  

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[iwmflbb]

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[safedistancefrombeingsmart]

A Study In Pink Characters Meet your favourite Sherlock characters in A Study In Pink. I have no idea how many times I have giffed John in this scene, but it's... A LOT. :D

This will also probably be my last gifset for a while- going on vacation soon (and missing the first 3 episodes of Breeders 😭😭😭) and not back until mid August.

#martin freeman #john watson #benedict cumberbatch #sherlock holmes #greg lestrade #mycroft holmes #mrs hudson #my gfx #molly hooper #sherlock bbc #bbc sherlock

[adumpofdumbstuff]

Because y’all liked my first one so much…

Greg: Is that a hickey?

Sherlock: What? No! It’s a mosquito bite!

John: Morning, Greg!

Greg: Morning, mosquito.

Edit: ok over 100 notes?? Thank you. Just a reminder I have a Johnlock fic here. Shame on me for advertising.

#bbc sherlock #incorrect quote #incorrect johnlock quotes #greg lestrade #sherlock holmes #john watson #johnlock #incorrect bbc sherlock quotes #incorrect sherlock quotes

[moodboards-aesthetics]

Mycroft Holmes & Greg Lestrade aka Mystrade

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[divinity-in-chaos]

In light of the immense amount of love my Mycroft posts are getting, I have made some more :)) and obviously, the first is Mystrade

#mycroft bbc #mystrade #mycroft #mycroft holmes bbc #greg lestrade #bbc sherlock #sherlock season 4 #text posts meme #text posts