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Derek’s eyes narrow and Stiles knows he’s fucked up royally, because between one heartbeat and the next, Derek’s pinning him down with one hairy, strong arm.
He practically crawls his way up Stiles’ body, as Stiles scrambles back on the couch to get further away from him, still raising the bowl of candy above his head.
Derek, with a huff of victory finally gets level with Stiles’ face. He reaches up for the bowl again but where Derek’s strong, Stiles is gangly, and it’s still just out of Derek’s reach.
Stiles shoves Derek’s elbow out from under him and he collapses down on top of Stiles with a surprised oomph.
“Can’t get me Derek, I’m the whacky, inflatable arm waving-man,” Stiles laughs delightedly, right in Derek’s face.
Derek’s really close face. His incredibly handsome, stubbly face, a face that is inches away from his own face.
Fuck balls.
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Stiles sweeps back the generous swath of multicoloured fabrics that are serving as some sort of curtain, hung over the doorway of what appears to be a fortune teller’s wagon, complete with a bright green roof.
“Waste of money. They’re all con artists,” Derek warns him cynically, putting his heavy booted foot on the lowest ladder rung, despite his words. The background noise of overly jubilant fairground music makes him have to raise his voice a little for Stiles to hear him. The step groans precariously. “You said we could go straight home after the haunted house.”
“Dude! Don’t you want to know what your future holds?” Stiles asks Derek seriously.
Derek gives him a hard look, eyebrows raised.
“Ok. Well yeah, fair point. I mean, it’s you, so your future probably holds lots of blood, death and gore, if your present and past are anything to go by. But hey ho, you never know! Things might be looking up for you,” Stiles grins brightly at him.
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There’s a tall figure standing just inside the doorway, covered head to toe in melting snow.
They are layered up so heavily that Derek wants to laugh for a second. Just for a second though, he wouldn’t want to encourage too much frivolity, save anyone not take him seriously enough.
He’s a pillar of the community, he has a reputation to uphold. He settles for one faintly amused raised eyebrow.
Deep, intelligent, golden brown eyes peek out from a tiny gap remaining in the person’s general facial area, from where a bright red scarf is wrapped up so high it’s covering their nose, and a garish yellow Pikachu bobble hat is pulled down right over their eyebrows.
They look completely and utterly ridiculous.
Also, deep, intelligent, golden brown eyes is an absolutely unnecessarily detailed way to describe a stranger’s features. Derek checks himself. He shakes his head. The exhaustion is making him delirious, clearly.
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Clean up on aisle twelve. by DropsOfAddiction
Fandoms: Lockwood & Co. - Jonathan Stroud, Lockwood & Co. (TV)
04 Aug 2024
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“Lucy. I’ll make you ravioli. It’s not about the money. I’ll make it fresh. Please, just put it back,” George despaired.
“Really? Proper stuff?” I was suddenly listening.
“Yes, the good stuff,” George nodded. “I’ll even make the sauce too.”
“Ok. Deal. Shall we grab the ingredients?” I was as happy as a clam.
George trotted off toward the fresh pasta. As talented a cook as he was, I don’t think his culinary prowess stretched to making actual pasta from scratch.
“I could make pasta for you,” Lockwood offered out of nowhere, taking up trolley pushing duties and we went up another aisle.
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We could be reckless together. by DropsOfAddiction
Fandoms: Lockwood & Co. - Jonathan Stroud, Lockwood & Co. (TV)
03 Aug 2024
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“I know. I bloody know. It doesn’t mean I have to like it. Lockwood’s going to kill us both when we get out of this,” George mumbled, and bless him for the faith he had in us actually escaping.
“You can blame me if you like. Technically, I’m the one who broke you out for a midnight stroll,” I shrugged, trying not to let my nerves show.
“Yes, well, of course I’ll have to blame you Lucy. I think we both know he’s not going to yell at you,” George raised his eyebrows at me knowingly. “You’re the favourite.”
I blushed, despite the cold. How I wished that were true.
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Naked chicken by DropsOfAddiction
Fandom Lockwood & Co. (TV), Lockwood & Co. - Jonathan Stroud
29 Jul 2024
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Stiles taps on the icon to open up the chat. He needs to write something. Anything. But what?
What are you wearing? Eh, no.
So, when the fuck were you going to tell me you’re back in BH? A bit too aggressive.
Does this mean that my attraction to you in high school was mutual, but you held back on account of me basically being a child and you are now open to exploring the intense, overwhelming feelings I held for you, which I only realized I had the moment I thought I watched you die? Maybe too honest.
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Stiles hasn't seen or heard from Derek in ten years. It's a bit of a surprise to find out about Derek's return to Beacon Hills through Tinder.
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you're holding me like water in your hands by imasatelliteheart
Fandoms: Lockwood & Co. - Jonathan Stroud, Lockwood & Co. (TV)
31 Aug 2023
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“I’m sorry,” he finally says, despite not knowing exactly what he’s apologizing for. Too many things to count and fit in a single apology.
“No, it’s–it’s fine,” Lucy responds still not looking. Lockwood reaches for her, only for Lucy to recoil and take a step back. “Let’s not talk about it.”
_______Lucy was happy. Everything in her life felt easy for once. She had a real family in her friends, the agency was booming, she had met someone who liked and respected her, yet she still felt the same hole in her chest when Lockwood looked at her a bit too much. Until tonight, she had been fully committed to not think about it. And then Lockwood had kissed her.
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lucy takes the long way home by agents_cxrter
Fandoms: Lockwood & Co. - Jonathan Stroud, Lockwood & Co. (TV)
21 Oct 2023
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“I have to go.” Lucy gasps out.
Lockwood swallows harshly, face flushed. “Yeah. Me too.”
Except they both stay there, her hands clutching his coat lapels (when did they get there?), his buried in her hair (when did they get there?), chests brushing with every heavy breath.
“I really have to go.” Lucy says.
“Mmhmm.” Lockwood agrees, but then his mouth is descending back to hers.
or; Lucy might have left Lockwood and Co, but she can't get Lockwood out of her system.
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and i keep hitting repeat-peat-peat-peat-peat-peat by blackjack_15
Fandoms: Lockwood & Co. (TV), Lockwood & Co. - Jonathan Stroud
12 Jul 2023
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After the day from hell -- fights with George, insults from Skull, no time with Lockwood, and, worst of all, skipping dinner in a fit of pique -- all Lucy Carlyle wants is for it to be tomorrow.
A relic that Lockwood & Co found in their basement has other ideas.
Or, Lucy gets stuck in a time loop and has to figure out exactly what opportunities she's been missing before she goes crazy -- or before she does something stupid like kiss her boss-slash-roommate.
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Derek looked like the stuff of his deepest fantasies. His shirt was rumpled where Stiles had his hands in it, and he was breathing hard as well, chest heaving. His eyes—his eyes were glazed over and he looked stunned, like he’d been—like Stiles had—
“No,” Stiles said, blood draining from his face. The word was croaky and felt like it had to be wrenched out of his chest. “God, no.”