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chalawriter · 4 months

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Happy holidays!! 🎄

Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, or Good Monday to you all, LockNation! We took a half day to celebrate with our families, but we're back and better than ever!

In case you missed it, Jonathan Stroud posted a new mini-story for Lockwood and Co to thank everyone for their support this last year! It's super cute, so go check it out!

It's a holiday week for a lot of us, so don't worry if your time is a little less free -- it's a marathon, remember, so marathon with us!

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chalawriter · 4 months

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‼️ VOTE for Lockwood & Co ‼️

Lockwood & Co. is shortlisted for the best Netflix shows of 2023. And currently it's on SECOND PLACE! This could raise awareness that there's a lot of people out there who love the show and that it's a show worth watching for anyone who hasn't watched it yet. If you can, please vote!

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chalawriter · 4 months

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Only Him 🤍 A Jack Dawkins Story

The sun shines through your window, casting a heavenly like glow about your room.

Your eyes fluttered open, your senses awakening once again to the pain in your chest. But even though it hurt, you weren’t afraid. Not while you were with this man next to you.

Jack Dawkins had two fingers pressed against your pulse. Eyes closed in concentration, he didn’t move; didn’t want to wake you. Even when Jack wasn’t at the hospital, his doctor instincts were always ready.

You felt so lucky he chose to be here beside you. Moving closer to him, you placed your hand on his cheek, softly caressing just below the dark circles under his eyes.

“You need to sleep too.” you whispered.

Jack wrapped his arms around you.

“I’m fine. You just rest now.”

His voice and touch soothed the ache inside you. You bury your face in his chest, breathing in his scent.

“Jack…” you trembled as you exhaled.

“Shhh… it’s alright. I’ve got you.” he assured you.

His hands traced up and down your body carefully, watching your every move. This helped you fully breathe in and out. But it only left you longing for him even more once he was finished with the exercise.

One of your hands took his, placing it on your heart.

“It’s yours now.” you said.

Jack pressed his forehead to yours.

“You’re the only one I want to hold my heart. Literally…” you added weakly.

Jack was on the verge of tears.

“I could kill you.” he choked out.

“I trust you, Jack.”

He sighed, holding you closer, leaving no space between you. Your lips brushed against the crook of his neck, his skin warming yours.

“If I leave this world, I want to be in your arms, Jack Dawkins.”

He shushed you softly, planting a kiss to your forehead.

“No talk of that now, darling… just be with me.” his voice broke and you knew then he was crying.

Life without you was unthinkable.

You held his face and pressed your lips to his gently, kissing the tears off his face. Jack returned the kiss, yet you could feel the sadness in it. Everything unspoken you both felt was said in this kiss; the most passionate, intimate heartbreaking kiss…

“I love you.” you whisper against his lips.

Jack cradled you in his arms, kissing every inch of your face. You had never seen him this affectionate with you, yet you didn’t want him to stop. You wanted to savor the taste of him; the feeling of his hands touching you, always leaving you weak with desire and love. You never had anyone love you the way Jack did. You never excepted anyone to. He came unexpectedly into your life, yet he was the sweetest gift you could ever receive. You didn’t want anyone else to be with you in this way. Only him…

More tears rolled down Jack’s cheeks at those three words. He tucked a piece of hair behind your ear as he swallowed the lump in his throat. He loved you dearly, desperately wanting to give you a chance to live. Despite his fear, his love for you was stronger.

“I’ll do it. I’ll do the surgery.”

#the artful dodger #thomas brodie sangster #maia mitchell #jack dawkins #belle fox #jack x belle #info post #fanfic #fan fiction #writing #schedule post #engagement post #short story #otp #dodgerfox #lady belle #lady belle fox #dr jack dawkins

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chalawriter · 4 months

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💜🥹🫶🏻

It's the week before Christmas, and all through the 'net, the fandom is working -- we're in the game yet!

Welcome to a new week, some great hashtags and even greater numbers (check out Tuesday's hashtag and the numbers on the heart in the pic!!)!

These are amazing, encouraging stats, and we're not the only ones seeing them -- with the state of TV as it is, those numbers are a welcome sight to streamers trying to boost engagement with new show pickups.

We're still in the game and have no plans of stopping, LockNation! Keep at it with us and we'll have our show back before you know it!

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chalawriter · 4 months

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I have to go to the doctor and the only one I want from now on is Jack Dawkins…

#jack dawkins #the artful dodger #thomas brodie sangster #jack x belle #maia mitchell #belle fox #otp #dodgerfox #lady belle #lady belle fox #dr jack dawkins

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chalawriter · 4 months

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These two men are the definition of how you should treat and truly love a woman. 🤍

Francis (Toby Regbo) from Reign <3

Jack (Thomas Brodie Sangster) from The Artful Dodger <3

#frary #francis valois #mary stuart #frary forever #reignseries #the artful dodger #jack x belle #jack dawkins #belle fox #thomas brodie sangster #maia mitchell #adelaide kane #toby regbo #reign cw #otp #dodgerfox #lady belle #lady belle fox #dr jack dawkins

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chalawriter · 4 months

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I want somebody to look at me and hold me the same way Jack Dawkins does to Belle Fox.

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chalawriter · 4 months

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But I am my father’s daughter I said, “Maybe I could fix him!” 👑 🗡️

@tobyregbo @toby-regbo-italia-blogger @badtoad20 @superseal76 @screechingcupcakeluminary @furiousposttiger @theanatomyoftobyregbo

#aethelred #the last kingdom #toby regbo #reignseries #reign spoilers #francis #francis valois x reader #regin francis #francis valois #albus dumbledore #platform7 #reign cw #reignedit #reign #olivia rodrigo guts #guts album #get him back

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chalawriter · 4 months

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Again, taking these wise words of Francis to heart… 🥹

Don’t let superstition or fear rule your life.

#francis valois #mary stuart #reign #toby regbo #adelaide kane #frary #tobelaide #reign quote #reignseries #reign spoilers #reignedit #reign cw #regin francis

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~ You’re So Beautiful ~ 👑 A Reign Story

You could never get used to the way Francis looked at you.

Whether it was in a room full of people or just the two of you, the way his eyes admired every detail of your features gave you butterflies.

You never thought you were beautiful, let alone attractive to stare at. So you hid, keeping your head down in court - always feeling lost among the crowd.

But Francis always seemed to find you.

“There you are.” he smiled as he walked in your direction.

You were trying to hide behind one of the stone walls in the corner of the hall. The coolness of the glass gave your skin some relief. Your whole body was nervously clammy from the atmosphere.

“I’m sorry. I had to get out of there.” you admitted.

“I don’t blame you.” Francis said sympathetically. “It can be a lot at times.”

The caress of his fingers along your tense shoulders made you exhale fully at ease for the first time that evening.

Francis smiled to himself, looking down and watching you melt. You were the most important and precious person to him. Anything he could to calm your nerves he would do.

“Just breathe, my love.” he whispered.

One of his hands cradled the back of your head, letting it lean back against the wall. You breathe shakily now, wanting to get lost in him completely.

Your arms wrap around him yearningly.

“Francis…”

He connects his lips with yours, kissing you so deeply. All the muscles in your body relax. You felt so light as if you were flying.

“You’re so gorgeous…” Francis said between kisses.

In moments like these, you really believed you were. Every insecurity went away when he loved you like this.

Francis pulled away, his hands dropping to your waist.

“I have to go back before everyone notices my absence. Especially my mother.” he rolls his eyes, smirking at the end.

You chuckle. Catherine was, well Catherine….

“I’ll wait for you.” you tell him.

Francis lays a hand upon your cheek.

“I’ll try to visit you as fast as I can.” he promised. “All I want is to be alone with you.”

Your heart pounded. “I do too.”

Francis grinned and pressed his lips to yours once more before leaving.

…

“Why would the future king of France be with her?”

“She’s ugly as a cow!”

“She should be locked in the dungeon.”

“Francis can do way better.”

These were the things you heard as you passed a group of pretty girls with beautiful dresses and flower crowns in their hair.

The tears already fell down your cheeks before you could stop them. The girls giggled at the sight of you crying.

“What a baby!”

“I bet Francis is only with her because he feels bad for her.”

“I’d be too if I looked like that.”

You slammed your door shut and sobbed until you couldn’t breathe. Tears blinded your vision as you stumbled to the bed, kicking off your heels, you tore your dress to pieces.

Who were you to deserve to wear such a beautiful gown?

Who were you to stay in this gorgeous castle? Let alone in the room of the future king of France?

Who were you to be loved so passionately by the kindest, most handsome man?

You didn’t deserve anything.

You were nothing.

Pretty much the entire castle knew it too.

It would only be a matter of time before Francis knew as well.

Shaking, you hid under the covers, leaving the sparkling dress on the floor. You felt too weak to put on your nightgown. You didn’t deserve that either…

When you finally heard a light knock at the door, a sigh of relief escaped your lips.

Francis was here at last!

You sat up eagerly but stopped dead in your tracks, frozen in fear.

It wasn’t Francis entering your room.

To your shock, it was Catherine.

At once, you protectively shielded yourself with the sheets, your whole body tense again.

Catherine made her way into your room slowly. She didn’t have to say a word to scare you. Her presence was intimidating. She was fierce, powerful, strong, and yes - could be dangerous to protect the ones she loved.

One look at you and the torn rags of your dress on the ground, Catherine stood at the end of your bed.

“You heard those girls too, didn’t you?” she asked with a smirk.

Her voice cut through your heart, slicing it to pieces. She was mocking you as well.

“No, don’t answer that. From the looks of you, it seems as if you did. You look dreadful, dear.”

You couldn’t open your mouth to speak. Here you were, naked and ashamed in front of the last person you wanted to see. Your eyes couldn’t meet hers.

“You’re not the ideal woman I wanted for my son. But he must see something in you… I know when Francis is in love. He looks and talks about you in that way all the time.”

Your heart hammered in your chest. Where was she going with this?

“Why did you rip your dress?” Catherine asked.

She actually sounded curious.

“I… I feel not worthy of wearing it.” you stammer.

Catherine shrugged. “You’re not wrong about that.”

More tears slipped silently down your face.

“But you do make my son happy. So I must teach you to be strong.”

Your head snapped up in surprise.

“What?” you whimpered.

Catherine took a seat beside you on the bed.

“If you are to stay here and be with Francis, you must learn to survive. You can’t go crying and looking like a lost sheep when someone does or says something mean to you. You have to be hard as steel. Show people they can’t get under your skin. Do you understand?”

You nodded, trying to process everything you were told.

“You’re… going to help me?” you say in shock.

Catherine rolled her eyes.

“Who else will do it? Francis can be very persuasive yes, but it won’t work with him. He doesn’t have all the experience I have in court. You need a woman’s help for this.”

You watch Catherine go to your closet and get out your nightgown.

“Put this on. You’ll freeze to death.” she tossed it to you quickly.

“You may not be worthy by royalty standards… they’re right about that for now. But I’ll get you there.” Catherine added.

Your eyes welled with tears. Not out of sadness this time, but for once, with hope.

“Thank you, Catherine. And I really do love Francis.”

Catherine nodded. “I know.”

…

Francis slipped in bed beside you in the dark, his lips pressed against your cheek.

Your eyes opened, hands searching for his face beyond the darkness.

“You came.” you whisper.

Francis chuckled and kissed you softly for a moment. His hands traveled along your body, memorizing every inch of you. Your fingers tangled in his hair, bringing his mouth back to yours longingly. All you wanted was for him to kiss you until the sun came up.

Francis noticed you clinging to him. He didn’t push you away, but you could tell the way he kissed you now that he was concerned.

“Hey, hey, wait a minute…” he buried his lips in your hair, giving you both a chance to breathe.

“What’s all this?” he asked of your boldness.

You never came on to him this strong before.

“You don’t… want me?”

“Of course I do.” Francis assured you. “But I can tell something is wrong.”

You hid your head in his chest. How do you tell him?

Francis broke the silence and embraced you, the both of you melting into the sheets.

“Does this have anything to do with my mother?” he asked.

You swallowed the lump in your throat. You couldn’t form the words.

Francis kissed the top of your head.

“She told me. I’m so sorry you heard those vile things from those girls.” he told you sadly.

He held your face in his hands.

“What they said was wrong. I love you. You’re everything to me… I’d give my whole life for you.”

This made you feel even worse.

“But you shouldn’t though!” you sob.

“What?” Francis sounded so confused.

“Everyone says you shouldn’t love me and they’re right! You’re about to be crowned king! You’ll marry a beautiful woman and-“

Saying this aloud made your heart break into a million pieces.

You couldn’t finish your sentence.

Francis held you tighter now, rocking you gently in his arms, just like the baby those girls said you were.

“The only beautiful woman I want to marry is you.”

“But you can’t, Francis…”

He kissed you passionately, leaving you breathless when he spoke.

“I talked to my mother. She’s going to talk to my father and try to make him change his mind and let us marry. She can be very… persuasive.”

You bury your face in his chest again.

“She offered to help me, Francis.”

He exhaled. “I was shocked as you were when I found out.”

Francis rubbed your back soothingly.

“I do believe in you. I know my mother will teach you well. Deep down, she does have good qualities about her.”

The both of you laughed.

You cherished this moment with him. You forgot the torn dress on the floor. The cruel voices that swirled in your head replaced by the reassuring words of the man you truly loved.

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chalawriter · 4 months

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Behind every strong woman is a Francis she can hold on to… ❤️‍🩹

“I’ve been looking for you..”

*the hugs and caressed by Francis… Priceless. Imagine the same way you’re treated after a bad or difficult day at work. Imagine!

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chalawriter · 5 months

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Taking these wise words of Francis to heart… 🤍

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@morereign @mylovefrary @badtoad20 @tobyregbo @toby-regbo-italia-blogger @fyeahreign @frary-us @francisiivalois @furiousposttiger @dailyreigngifs @superseal76 @screechingcupcakeluminary @acciofrary @overrunbyscots @itsfrarysreign @unabashedqueenfury @reigningdaily @waitingforthefireflies @theanatomyoftobyregbo

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chalawriter · 5 months

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Wake up!! Let’s keep it going! 💚 ⚔️

A fabulous bit of artwork this week, courtesy of J. Trimboli (jtrimboliart on Instagram)! And some wonderful tags to go with it.

Us mods are Extremely Supportive of Monday's. Extremely. Supportive.

We're coming into the last month of the year, and let's make it a fun, festive, and friendly one! We see all your hard work, dedication, and -- as we hit 200 days of trending -- your incredible passion.

We can do this, LockNation! Rapiers Ready!

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chalawriter · 5 months

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Happy Thanksgiving week!! 🦃 🧡 🍽 🍁

A new week, and my gosh that ghost is the cutest thing Ever, full stop.

It's a holiday week for the Americans (us mods included!) and we've got some phenomenal hashtags for the week! We're doing great and are hitting wonderful numbers for trending -- and have still trended every single day since cancellation!

For those who celebrate Thanksgiving, enjoy the time with your friends, family, and loved ones! For those who celebrate Black Friday, please be careful and find good deals!

And as for the mods, we're thankful every day for the efforts of LockNation and how passionate, creative, intelligent, skilled, and above all dedicated you all are.

No matter what you celebrate, have an excellent week!