Reprompt: Captured!Sherlock Watches Captured!Lestrade Tortured
anonymous
January 21 2011, 17:51:06 UTC
I've read some brilliant stories in which John and Sherlock are both captured, and John is tortured while Sherlock is forced to watch, unable to help him. (Here's just one great example: http://sherlockbbc-fic.livejournal.com/2262.html?thread=2546134#t2546134) I can't seem to get enough of these.
I really, really, really need another: except this time, I'd like it to be Lestrade who's tortured instead of John.
(Bonus points if, after all the exquisite pain and suffering is through, it's BAMF!John and/or BAMF!Sally to the rescue for both Lestrade and Sherlock.)
Lestrade is hunched over in pain -- or he would be, if he were not tied so tightly that he can barely move. As it is, he just strains against the handcuffs, head hanging over his chest, sobbing for breath. Moriarty ruffles his hair and the DI only shudders, so focused on regaining his composure that he cannot pull away
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Thanks sooo much for the comments, everyone!By way of answer Moriarty makes a furious motion, opening a long slash across Lestrade's chest. The DI lets out a startled yell. Blood seeps from the wound in a long, slow line of red
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Best. Installment. Yet. Moriarty is utterly, completely chilling here. The moments where he pulls Lestrade back from shock and forces the knife in his mouth are incredibly visceral and intense (and beautifully written). And I can just imagine him laughing at Sherlock until he nearly cries. *shudders
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I meant unwavering commitment to his sacrifice, actually. BTW, I can hear all of the sounds he tries to swallow back; they're all the more wrenching because he's fighting not to make them. Such great descriptions.
There is a long, surreal moment after Moriarty stabs him when Lestrade does not react at all, but then he gives an agonized gasp and starts to writhe against his bonds
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This is gut-wrenching. I can just imagine Moriarty doing these things: the parody of comforting Lestrade, waiting 'til he settled before pushing the blade deeper, mocking Sherlock with his "No" once Sherlock begged. The fact he's making the pain last by pushing the knife in slowly, twisting the blade - it's horrible. And so in character. He's genuinely having a good time with this.
I don't know whose pain I feel more keenly: beautiful, noble Lestrade, reassuring Sherlock it's his choice, even now, as he suffers terribly, or Sherlock, helpless, reducing to begging, only to know it did no good at all, forced to observe every detail, hear every anguished sound.
Your writing blows me away, like with the little details of how Moriarty really has gotten his hands dirty this time (and his shirt, too). I feel as undone as Sherlock does here. Please, please, more soon! It just doesn't get better than this. *sincere and broken-hearted applause*
Agh. Thank you for the encouragement, and sorry I made you cry. If it makes you feel any better, I had to take a scalding shower after writing this. Moriarty really is a twisted sadist.
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anonymous
March 23 2011, 18:34:31 UTC
Good heavens, don't apologize! It just shows how effective your writing is. (Hey, I'm the one who asked for Lestrade torture: I wasn't looking for giggles, after all.) Moriarty is twisted, and I can just see Andrew Scott acting out what you describe. The shushing, touching his forehead to Lestrade's... it's enough to make your skin crawl. Spot on, exactly.
BTW, your Sherlock POV absolutely fascinates me with its insights into his character and this situation. The sentence "For maybe the third time in his life, Sherlock's head is empty" really got to me, because it shows just how at a loss and utterly shaken he is (and how rarely this happens). Just gorgeous.
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anonymous
March 23 2011, 19:03:45 UTC
I'm so glad Sherlock's POV works for you. I really like writing Sherlock, but I find him a bit of a challenge, especially in situations like this. He's not a cold man at heart -- at least not the way I read him -- but he certainly isn't an emotional man, either. I worry sometimes that I've made him OOC.
tl;dr Your feedback is soooo appreciated!
As for Moriarty, I confess that I like writing him, too, mostly because I have to think up ways to make him truly unnerving as opposed to just plain evil. I'm glad you find him cringeworthy.
I really, really, really need another: except this time, I'd like it to be Lestrade who's tortured instead of John.
(Bonus points if, after all the exquisite pain and suffering is through, it's BAMF!John and/or BAMF!Sally to the rescue for both Lestrade and Sherlock.)
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Yep, sounds like Moriarty to me. I hope John brings his gun, too.
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This is gut-wrenching. I can just imagine Moriarty doing these things: the parody of comforting Lestrade, waiting 'til he settled before pushing the blade deeper, mocking Sherlock with his "No" once Sherlock begged. The fact he's making the pain last by pushing the knife in slowly, twisting the blade - it's horrible. And so in character. He's genuinely having a good time with this.
I don't know whose pain I feel more keenly: beautiful, noble Lestrade, reassuring Sherlock it's his choice, even now, as he suffers terribly, or Sherlock, helpless, reducing to begging, only to know it did no good at all, forced to observe every detail, hear every anguished sound.
Your writing blows me away, like with the little details of how Moriarty really has gotten his hands dirty this time (and his shirt, too). I feel as undone as Sherlock does here. Please, please, more soon! It just doesn't get better than this. *sincere and broken-hearted applause*
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BTW, your Sherlock POV absolutely fascinates me with its insights into his character and this situation. The sentence "For maybe the third time in his life, Sherlock's head is empty" really got to me, because it shows just how at a loss and utterly shaken he is (and how rarely this happens). Just gorgeous.
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tl;dr Your feedback is soooo appreciated!
As for Moriarty, I confess that I like writing him, too, mostly because I have to think up ways to make him truly unnerving as opposed to just plain evil. I'm glad you find him cringeworthy.
And Lestrade...oh, Lestrade. I'm so sorry.
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