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[di--lestrudel]

Lovers Eyes

Dedicated to two men who helped bud a beautiful friendship. || One was a detective, the other was working at a strip joint. They fell into the most unlikely relationship anyone could imagine, and a love like no other was born.

1. Mumford and Sons - Lovers Eyes 2. Fictionist - Blue-Eyed Universe 3. Across the Universe - I've Just Seen a Face 4. The Buzzcocks - Ever Fallen in Love(With Someone You Shouldn't) 5. The Like - He's not a Boy 6. Panic! At The Disco - Collar Full 7. Mumford and Sons - Sigh No More 8. David Bowie - Heroes 9. LUDO - Manta Rays 10. Rufus Wainwright - Hallelujah 11. Said the Whale - Little Bird 12. Panic! At The Disco - The End of All Things

[di--lestrudel]

Lalochezia - The use of abusive language to relieve stress or ease pain

"Fuck!" Came the anguished cry shortly following after an audible thump. More thumps followed along with more cursing and Greg stumbled down the stairs, limbing and still swearing, now under his breath.

Bastian looked at him from his current position in front of the oven then glaced out the window over the sink, seeing Emily Rose out where she wouldn't have heard the profanities. Then he turned back to Greg. "What happened t'you, love?"

At first, Greg didn't answer, just grumbled past to the freezer where he rummaged around and grabbed a pack of frozen peas, hobbling to the kitchen table and plopped down, glaring at everything. He brough his foot up carefully, where Bas could see it changing colours quite clearly. "Smashed it on the bloody doorway of the studio." He muttered, still giving a glare at his toes that were rapidly turning purple, applying the cold peas and hissing as he moved them.

Bastian came over and moved the peas a moment to inspect Greg's toes. "Are you sure they aren't broken?" He asked, letting Greg put the bag of peas back onto his toes, eliciting another curse.

"No-- most of the pain is from the nails. I smashed them mostly." Greg said, resting his chin on his raised knee. "Fucking hell." He murmured, moving the peas once again to inspect the injured toes. "Yeah, see, look at my pinky toe." He said, pointing. "That nail is definitely going to fall off. Actually-- shit, it's bleeding. Can you get the medkit?" He asked, looking up at Bastian with a pathetic look.

Bastian made a face. "Just stop cursing, Mr. Watch-Your-Language-Around-Em." He gave Greg a knowing look, then reached into the cupboard above the stove and pulling down a small medical kit.

"Since when do we have one in the kitchen?"

"Since you almost chopped off your finger peelin' potatoes. Now c'mere and let me fix you up."

[detectiveinspectorgreglestrade]

Vacation in Stockholm? | Sebstrade Drabble

I should preface this with "I just found this in an old notebook", I honestly don't remember writing it, but it looks to be my handwriting so I'm going to go with yes. It's not quality. Actually, it's very much just crack. Bad crack. That is all.

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"He's kidnapped you!" Donovan's syncopated consonants clipped across the telephone line as Greg tucked the device between his ear and shoulder. 

"Very Astute." 

"At gunpoint." Donovan affirmed, as if it weren't obvious to the Inspector.

"He does that from time to time." Greg drawled as he picked up the remote and idly flipped through the channels, the volume muted so as not to interfere with the call. 

"H-He what?!" The shrill tone caused Greg to jerk his head back away from the receiver and sigh.

"Donovan, it's fine, I'll deal with him."

"Sir, Are you out of your mind?!How exactly will you deal with it?" Possibly, Greg mused quietly. 

"Oh, I can think of a few ways."

"Have you been Stockholmed? You've only been missing for a few hours."

"Two years."

"...What?"

"Two years,half of that time we've lived together."

"You've been living together?!?" Greg held the mobile at arms length upon hearing the woman screeching. 

"The key is to separate work and home, otherwise it goes to pot." It occurred in the back of his mind, as the line fell silent that perhaps he shouldn't be so nonchalant about this.

"...Sir, where are you?"

"In bed."

"Sir!"

"Would you prefer I lied?"

"He. Kidnapped. You." Again, there was emphasis in her words. 

"Donovan, I'm fine, you can call off the dogs- Oh, hello Finley, go eat your breakfast."

"Sir, are you at home with him?"

"Mmmm. Perhaps, but I warn you, If you or a team come here, you won't like what you stumble in on. I'm not putting trousers on for people who invade my home."

"Sir!-" Donovan was about to launch into another verbal assault but Greg cut her off.

"It's my holiday, I'll spend it as I like."

"He's an internationally-wanted criminal!"

"And a damn good shag. Good-bye Donovan, I'll see you Monday morning!"

[colsmoran-inactive-blog]

Well, if you're ready for another round...

[henrycamden]

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[detectiveinspectorgreglestrade]

The Relationship that shouldn't make sense but actually....Does

The odd thing about Greg and Sebastian is that they should not, for all manner of reasons, work. They come from two very different back grounds, have practically opposite lines of work, and have very different personalities. Despite all of this, it's an oddly symbiotic relationship. Unconsciously  they see in each other, pieces of themselves that have either gone, or never come to fruition. 

Outwardly (well, to themselves because no one knows about the pair otherwise), their relationship is relaxed, and aloof, seemingly easy. Greg likes this because it's a contrast to his previous marriage where his wife was never quite honest. With Seb, the cards are usually more or less, thrown on the table. It's usually in the form of an argument, but the honesty is there. They're honest with one another about irritations because they both recognize that it's the only thing that they can, in fact be honest about. Due to the nature of their professions, a lot of the conversations fall into the "don't ask, I won't tell"  category. This is to separate personal from professional and minimize risk.

Sebastian's rough nature appeals to Greg's personality. It reminds him a lot of who he was when he was younger, in his twenties, smart, sarcastic and a hardass. He remembers what it was like being unable to, or even resentful of really acknowledging feelings and emotions which is what he sees in Sebastian. This changed for Greg when his son, Dexter was born. Greg realized that when raising children, it wasn't healthy to be a closed-off, apathetic person. He realized he had to be self-less and give up that part of himself that was shielded which is something Sebastian most likely has never had to do, Greg recognizes and understands this.

It's why he understands, he never pushes, but sometimes tries. Ultimately Greg has left it in  Sebastian's hands if he wishes to talk, never chastising, but realizing that it most likely will never happen.

Being with Sebastian resulted in finally surrendering the role of protector that he had typically held in his previous relationships, because there is little Greg can do to keep the other man safe. This was initially something Greg struggled with due to his nature of being able to read a person, Sebastian, try as he may, was no exception. However, Greg had to come to terms with the fact that though he may know there's something wrong, he cannot do anything about it.

[detectiveinspectorgreglestrade]

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[detectiveinspectorgreglestrade]

"...and a sturdy bed"

Kels: I may demand a picture of you as Greg and L as seb next to a bed looking at it's structural integrity.