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crockettmarcel · 2 months
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ooh how about sockett + detective au for the three sentence fic prompt?
sorry this took so long it turned into slightly more than three sentences lol
Crockett strolls into the bullpen half an hour early, with a cup of coffee in one hand and his phone in the other. He's got over a dozen unread emails, and when he left the night before, the stack of papers on his usually immaculate desk was looking dangerously close to collapse. If the traffic downtown hadn’t been so bad, he’d have been here even earlier, but half an hour should still be enough time to at the very least get through some of his emails, or start organising the mountain of papers. He expects he’ll probably end up shredding most of them anyway.
As he nears his desk, he skims over the subject line of one more email — something about one of the break room coffee pots — then slips his phone back in his pocket, ready to start fixing the administrative nightmare that his life has become in the last forty-eight hours. He takes a sip of coffee and then stops in his tracks a few feet from his desk.
There’s a woman sitting cross-legged in his chair. Her face is mostly hidden behind a newspaper, but what he can see of it looks young, and she has curly hair pulled back in a neat ponytail. She has a gun holstered at her hip, and Crockett’s stomach sinks. She hasn’t noticed him yet, too engrossed in whatever article she’s reading, so he starts walking again, all the way to Goodwin’s office at the other end of the bullpen.
He knocks, then waits for her Come in before opening the door.
She’s at her desk flipping through paperwork, something he should already be doing, but she sets it down as he enters. The room is well-decorated, with plants and art dotted around, but, Crockett notes as he approaches the desk, the frames that once stood there proudly displaying the face of her husband — Bert, is it? — are now nowhere to be seen. 
“Hey, Sarge, look—”
She holds a hand up to stop him. “Is this about Detective Reese?”
He blinks. Detective. 
“The woman waiting for me at my desk?”
“That’s Detective Reese, yes. She’s your new partner.” She folds her hands on top of the file she’d been looking through when he came in, and fixes him with a stern gaze. It’s obvious where this is going.
“Sarge, all due respect, I don’t do partners anymore. Not since last time.”
“Detective, it’s been a year. Reese is a good cop, and I think the two of you will work well together.”
A silence falls over the room as he figures out what to say next. He’s not ready yet, and there are other detectives looking for partners, but he settles on “Am I being punished?”
“No.”
“Is she?”
Goodwin sighs, and that’s all he needs to know. “Look, Crockett, I just want you to give her a chance. A few weeks, that’s all I’m asking. There are other people I can pass her on to if it’s really not working, but you have to at least try.”
He nods, then starts making his way towards the door.
“Crockett? One more thing.” He turns back to face her. “Be nice to her. Please. Things will be a lot easier if you are.”
Another nod, and then he leaves, shutting the door quietly behind him. From here, he can see his desk, and Reese still sitting comfortably in his chair, completely unaware. He’s not sure how to do this, but he strolls over anyway, and stops directly in front of her.
“Detective Reese?”
She looks up from her newspaper, eyes wide, then scrambles to fold it up, creasing the pages until it’s obvious it’s not getting any flatter and she has no choice but to set it down on the desk the way it is.
“Hi, yeah.” She stands and holds a hand out. Crockett ignores it. “Detective Sarah Reese. I’m your new partner.”
“You’re early.”
“I wanted to take a look around before I started. Sir.”
He shakes his head at that. They’re partners.
“Sorry. Detective Marcel.”
“You can call me Crockett.” He grabs his wallet out of his back pocket, then searches through it for a moment before handing Sarah a $5 bill. “Go and grab yourself a coffee, take a walk around the block, whatever. I don’t want to see you again until eight, okay?”
She nods. “Yes si- Crockett. Thank you.”
Her coat is thrown on the back of his chair, and she quickly grabs it and shoves her arms through the sleeves. She offers a quiet “see you later” before leaving, and Crockett doesn’t hesitate to take his seat back before she’s even out of view. 
Twenty-four minutes until eight. He can’t bring himself to think about it.
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madame-fear · 2 months
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yall.... do you like detective!aus?
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cutepotatook · 11 months
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Oops! I didn't want to do my own Welcome Home AU, but still I'm here came up with an idea...
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I really love detective stuff and I have my own detective characters and a little story about them, which I'm slowly developing, so while I was drawing em, this little thought popped into my head
AU where Wally is a detective and working with his partners - Julie, Frank and Barnaby. People are starting to disappear in the city, strange things happen every day, all the evidence leads to Howdy, who in this universe is the head of a company that supplies apples all over the city, but is everything so simple with this? In fact, he is the head of one of the largest criminal organizations. Wally and his team are trying to deal with this case, helping the rest of the characters along the way
That's all! It's funny to think that this is just a story that Wally made up in his head because he couldn't steal a couple of apples from Howdy I imagine Wally interrogating suspects, getting information out of them with his creepy eyes...
Dunno if anyone had a similar idea haha I'll draw other characters later
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oifaaa · 6 months
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I was thinking maybe I should stop drawing so much werewolf vampire stuff but then I remembered it's October and I can do what I want
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blushingzephyr · 10 months
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saw this
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and you KNOW it had me mind body and soul
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pov: they’re at your house
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+bonus! kendall and kendall undercover
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undreaming-fanfiction · 2 months
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I don't even have a clear storyline in mind for this, but I just really, really want to see a modern AU with Eddie as a detective who investigates the Harrington Pharma company. The company is huge and looks clean on paper, but Eddie has a nose for these things, he knows something is wrong. He knows that Richard Harrington ran some sketchy trials and some of Wayne's friends have lifelong health issues, Chief Jim Hopper included.
The company looks almost impenetrable, but Eddie digs. No detail is too small for him. He crosses paths with the owner's son and a board member, Steve Harrington. Eddie despises him. A fucking rich kid, making millions out of other people's misery. His public appearances are well rehearsed, but Eddie knows his type. A shallow, pretty partying douchebag who hasn't had to work a single day in his life. His PR manager Robin Buckley seems way too decent to work with such a bunch of assholes, but Eddie's seen what money can do to people. Either way she's corrupted too.
He meets the younger Harrington several times. The handsome young man is not openly hostile, but he's condescending, bitchy and he looks at Eddie as if he were dirt. "Good luck with your efforts," he sneers when he sees Eddie digging through the public records of Harrington Pharma. "But maybe get a real hobby instead? I hear golf is nice." Eddie wants to murder him.
Eddie cooperates with an investigative journalist, Nancy Wheeler, who keeps all her cards close to her chest, but she still points him in the right direction several times. He collects evidence, partners up with the public prosecutor Joyce Byers. He even meets her son, Jonathan, who is able to get the most damning photographic evidence. No one fully trusts each other, but that's okay. Harrington Pharma is their shared enemy and that's enough.
One day, Eddie makes a mistake. He sneaks into the Harrington Pharma archives and miscalculates the guard shifts. He's stuck hiding under an old desk for hours, he's slowly losing hope, he has no way to contact anyone, his legs are cramping and he's exhausted, but then he hears a familiar voice talking with the guard.
"Hi, Tommy. All good? How's Carol and the kids? That's wonderful to hear. I just need to verify some records for dad, it's not a big deal. Have you had your smoke break yet? You can go, stretch your legs. I'll be here for at least half an hour."
Shit. It's Steve fucking Harrington. Eddie tries to stay still and will his muscles to cooperate, and he thinks he's doing a great job, but then-
"You can come out now. He's gone."
Eddie freezes. How the fuck does he know?
Harrington's voice is quiet, urgent. "Damn it, Munson! You have ten minutes tops before he comes back, so stop playing hide and seek with me!"
He manages to get back on his feet, uncertain and wobbly, and when he sees Harrington leaning over the desk, he's half ready for a fight. But the other man doesn't make a move, doesn't call out to anyone. He just hands Eddie a folder, some of them are the files he selected, but some are new. "I added a few that you missed," hisses Harrington and leans into the corridor. "I'll go first, get Tommy to focus somewhere else. You run to the right and pray to anyone willing to listen. And most importantly," he says, and shit, Steve Harrington can sound serious if he wants to!, "I never saw you here. You heard me come in, used the opportunity and bolted. Clear?"
Eddie just nods. He watches as Steve extends his arm, probably grabbing Tommy by the shoulders and leading him to the other end of the building, he sneaks as far as he can and then he madly dashes for the hole in the fence he made earlier.
The files are it. With all the evidence Nancy, Jonathan and Eddie collected, Joyce can finally take that dark empire down. Eddie is there every day, watches the trial, but then he hears that there are two witnesses for the prosecution from inside the company itself.
It's Steve Harrington and Robin Buckley.
He sees Steve give him a wink from the stand and he wants to kiss the man. Eddie hears all of it in the following days - how Steve used to date Nancy Wheeler, but then her best friend Barb Holland died due to a mishandled drug trial for her condition by Harrington Pharma. How Nancy broke up with Steve, but even with no chance of rekindling their relationship, he vowed to stop his father for good. How he worked in the company for years, climbed the ladder, managed to make enough connections to get his friend Robin Buckley the position of a PR manager. How she helped him to keep up the charade until the very end.
When the Harrington empire finally falls, Eddie watches quietly as Steve embraces Nancy, whispering to her that she did so well, that Barb would be proud. "We finally did it, Nance. We're finally free."
And then, before Eddie can disappear, Harrington is walking towards him, the mask finally off. He looks younger now, his smile is genuine and Eddie can't help it, his traitorous heart is telling him that this is the single part of the Harrington case he'll never leave behind.
"Hi," says Steve. "I...uh. I just wanted to say sorry for all the nasty things I said before. I had to for my cover, but...I just want you to know, I really appreciate what you did."
Eddie just stares at him, blush forming on his cheeks and a crush blooming in his heart. "I'm pretty sure I just butchered your career," he mutters. "And you're thanking me?"
Steve shrugs. "I mean. I'm out of job, I'm a known whistleblower now and my dad's lawyers will probably try to sue me. So that's not great. But if you want to ease your conscience...take me out for a coffee?" Another wink, another squeeze around Eddie's heart.
Eddie fakes a deep sigh and takes Steve by the elbow. "I don't think a single coffee is going to get rid of all my guilt, but it's a start. Maybe a lunch tomorrow would help my healing process?"
Laughing, Steve nudges his side. "Anything for your peace of mind, Eddie."
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yes-asil · 5 months
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My take on the ever popular Detective Conan AU where Shinichi and Conan are seperate people.
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dalimaly · 10 months
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imagine that a cool funny description is written here
Sleuth Jester's by @naffeclipse !!
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song: red flags by tom cardy
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pixlokita · 4 months
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I forgot to post this ?? Anyway =w= I love detective and rival criminal bestie dynamics✨ Gregory leaving little hints at crime scenes specifically for Tony to find and treating it like a game ?
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cutepotatook · 11 months
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MAN...... Thanks?????
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HERE UR DETECTIVE WALLY I GUESS??????
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oifaaa · 7 months
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Hey anyone else remember my old vampires au (ft werewolf jason) nope just me
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sanchensky · 1 year
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Eclipse have had enough of Vigilante!Y\N's disregard.
It's gonna be their final talk.
TW Possesive behaviour, Mild (?) Violence
// there's a happy ending tho :)
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Here's my little passion project based on Naff's Sleuth Jesters :) I'm still not quite happy with it but I really wanted to finish animatic before Christmas
♫ Used song: The Scorpion and the Frog / Trust Me
Sleuth Jesters by @naffeclipse
Detective!AU belongs to @starlightcloudbaby
Kudos to @crystalitar who originally recommended this song to Naff.
Also much love to @pure-plum who's art I've been shamelessly using as reference :)
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