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elorday · 11 months

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— ✪ valerie's may fic recs

thank you so much for all of these writers for making me smiling with a lots of butterflies in my stomach, making my mouth hanging agape, or crying so hard and sweating hot. i really can't thank you enough<3

some fics contain nsfw (✦)

𖥔. SCREAM—

⭒ — ETHAN LANDRY

✦ title taken : @astermath

20/20 vision : @echnated

slyther-in to my heart?! : @ghostfacd

✦ “it's okay, i'll show you.” : @messylustt

sleepy : @corpsebasil

bejeweled : @xyzstar

𖥔. ENOLA HOLMES—

⭒ — SHERLOCK HOLMES

we'll be alright : @love-strawberry

✦ exactly what you need : @delicate-moon-princess

bewitched : @cinebration

what happens after death : @hannibals-favourite-meal

𖥔. HOUSE OF THE DRAGON—

⭒ — AEMOND TARGARYEN

would you love me if i were a worm? : @chiss-and-crackers

valentine's day : @vhagarlovebot

you belong with me : @mybeautifuldelirium

⭒ — CREGAN STARK

among dragons and wolves : @fairysluna

✦ dissolve : @vermithorn

the snow fairy : @wackapedia

⭒ — HARWIN STRONG

✦ i am his and he is mine : @procrastinatingsoicanreadfanfics

keep you save : @auroraborealyss

✦ princess : @faith-forgxtten-land

𖥔. BRIDGERTON—

⭒ — BENEDICT BRIDGERTON

drunk sketches : @delehosies

little things : @inpraizeof

⭒ — ANTHONY BRIDGERTON

✦ right in front of me : @idontgiveaflyinggrayson69

✦ melt away : @healmydesires

𖥔. F1—

⭒ — DANIEL RICCIARDO

meet me at midnight : @fleetwooods

don't wipe away my love : @avisgrace

memories hold me hostage : @libraryofloveletters

it's okay, i'm here : @norrisleclercf1

still into you : @starkwlkr

⭒ — CHARLES LECLERC

when you're missing me : @silverstonesainz

name(s) of love : @kiwisa

𖥔. SPIDERMEN—

⭒ — TASM!PETER PARKER

lean in, lean out : @literaila

i know : @vivwritesfics

✦ hold you here, my loveliest friend : @p3mybeloved

clingy : @bruisedboys

⭒ — MIGUEL O'HARA/SPIDERMAN 2099

i need you to stay : @intoxicated-chan

mid night : @eyelessfaces

⭒ — PAVITR PRABHAKAR

dance with you tonight : @foreverwiththeunknown

⭒ — MILES MORALES

cheesecake : @ichorai

first kiss : @moralesie

𖥔. DC—

⭒ — ADRIAN CHASE / VIGILANTE

five times vigilante definitely does not have feelings (and the one time he does) : @tropes-and-tales

now or never : @whirlybirbs

⭒ — BRUCE WAYNE / BATMAN

talk : @ichorai

𖥔. JOHN WICK—

⭒ — JOHN WICK

one-sided love : @desoolate

remember me : @arece

⭒ — MARQUIS VINCENT DE GRAMONT

stay : @unreliablesnake

✦ something wrong with me and you : @fonteyn

𖥔. LOCKWOOD AND CO.—

⭒ — ANTHONY LOCKWOOD

the language of longing looks and stolen glances : @fleetingvow

just another love song : @tangledinlove

public displays : @vi-trying-to-survive

ain't a life many splendored thing? : @wellgoslowly

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scarletwandas · 1 month

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❝This life will be good, and beautiful, but not without ｈｅａｒｔｂｒｅａｋ. In death, comes 𝓅𝑒𝒶𝒸𝑒, but pain is the cost of living. Like love, it's how we know we're 𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄.❞

THE VAMPIRE DIARIES (2009-2017)

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seaweedstarshine · 5 months

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Okay so The Star Beast was fun and I'm hyped for Wild Blue Yonder and everything but I am shattered over the new episode of Eleventh Doctor Chronicles.

Broken Hearts is some of the best dark!Doctor Expanded Universe exploration I ever consumed, and that includes The Eleventh Doctor Year Two comics. I am sobbing. I am in tears. I am broken as thoroughly as the Doctor broke Valerie Lockwood.

Me when I can't find any Broken Hearts/Curiosity Shop stan posts to reblog or fic to read to get out the angsty energy...

(fic. I'm writing fic. and yes this is an open request for reading recs)

#'you can't be scared of me' 'YOU JUST SAID ITS TAKEN YOU CENTURIES OF PRACTICE NOT TO BE MURDERY! SO SCARED OF YOU? A LITTLE BIT- YEAH!'#that's my Valerie. that's my Doctor. one of the best tardis teams- audio dramas or otherwise #Valarie lockwood #eleventh doctor #eleventh doctor chronicles #where my Eleventh Doctor Chronicles peeps at?? someone help me #(I mean. im at work. but I can't stop thinking abt it since I listened. AND THERES NO BROKEN HEARTS STAN POSTS TO RB)#words by seaweed #btw I understand them not bein as popular/mainstream! they're prohibitively expensive #I bought this one because I couldn't wait. and big finish deserves more $ than bbc but I... have pirated maaaany doctor who audios #I love how horrible eleven is in his EU stuff. idk if I mentioned. it suits him really well.#he's horrible in the show too. but he doesn't get enough shit for it from his companions <3 #love Rory and River for their service buuuuut #Alice and Valerie are better than Amy and Clara sorry #(I do love Amy and Clara to DEATH)#that said Alice also forgives him reeeally easily. which is fine! but the fact that she 'trusts him implicitly' in year 3 is irrational.#at least with Valerie the Doctor had excuse of having been recovering from brain damage.#anyway eleventh doctor chronicles broken hearts is great and flawless and the perfect followup to curiosity shop

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the-team-sucks · 11 months

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Big Finish's The Eleventh Doctor Chronicles: Geronimo and All of Time and Space my beloved.

#the doctor #doctor who #big finish #11th doctor #the eleventh doctor chronicles #geronimo #i will die for valerie #big finish made me cry #all of time and space #valarie lockwood

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abs0luteb4stard · 2 years

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⛧ W A ⸸ C H I N G ⛧

The remastered Warner Archive version is miles ahead of Mill Creek Entrainment's release 20+ years ago.

That old release was ugly, The amont of scratches and sound issues, the final part of the film with the house fire was so blurry and discolored.

This transfer, however, is absolutely beautiful. There's a lack of special features. But it's such an improvement that I can't complain too much.

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shadowbrn · 11 months

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valerie tulle ( @cfaugust ) said to tyler lockwood ; ❛ she’s everything i’m insecure about . ❜

❝ caroline? ❞ tyler asked, following the heretic's gaze to where stefan and caroline were sitting much closer than he would ever be comfortable with. he could understand her . . . frustrations for sure. the way stefan and caroline were now . . . it could make anyone uncomfortable, and from the glimmer of stuff that tyler knew about the history between valerie and stefan? it made sense. ❝ i mean . . . i get that. she's amazing. ❞ he winced at his own words, ❝ sorry, that probably didn't help. ❞

#cfaugust #cfaugust ( valerie tulle )#—— ic. tyler lockwood #—— answered #q.

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elejah-wonderland · 4 months

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_elejah☆au

_fanfic one shot

This Christmas...I Give You My Heart

Elena finished applying her lipstick. She ruffled her hair a bit and pulled her bangs with the tip of her fingers.

"Are you ready?" Bonnie whizzed in the hall, buttoning her coat up.

"Yep. All done" the doppelgänger said giving herself another look in the mirror.

"Caroline sent a tenth message" Bonnie said as she checked her phone.

"We're very late, I know, but I had to do those last changes in my book.

"It's only a pre-Christmas Eve party in the Grill. No big." the witch said as she sent the blonde vampire the message that they were on their way.

Meanwhile, in the Grill, the party was in full swing already.

The karaoke machine was plugged in and people were taking turns playing all different Christmas songs.

"What took you so long?" Caroline said as she got to Bonnie and Elena at the bar.

"I needed to make sure the magical boundary around the town was secured." Bonnie said and wave at Damon, who swooped in to whisk her away.

"He is here" Caroline whispered into Elena, whose eyes had already descended on Mason Lockwood.

"I don't really care." Elena mumbled and turned to Matt, who brought over a trey of rum shots. "Just one."

"Oh, come on - it's Christmas Eve. We party. I'll make sure you don't do anything stupid." Caroline said.

"Like last year - you mean." Elena remarked.

"Exactly." Caroline said and pulled her friend suddenly by the hand to follow her to the small makeshift podium.

"I can't sing." Elena protested.

"You'll be fine." Caroline said, who mimiced to her friend to do the song with her.

"I can't - sorry." Elena squirmed apologetically.

"Right." Caroline got on stage."This song - it's kinda about those dirty liars and cheats if this world- and just so you know - you can find that someone special"

Last Christmas

I gave you my heart

But the very next day

You gave it away

This year

To save me from tears

I'll give to someone special

Elena inhaled sharply in a very silent manner as the lyrics hit home. She glanced at Mason, whose eyes connected with her. He knew very well that the heartbreak he had caused her last Christmas.

"Hey," Stefan elbowed the doppelgänger gently as he aproached her, "I heard it on the grapevine you went to New Orleans to help Elijah"

"Yeah - no big. He needed a bit of my blood."

"Even as a vampire your blood is still a weapon." Stefan remarked.

"Let's talk about something more exciting? When are you going to propose to Valerie?"

"Tomorrow." Stefan said. "I've got all organized."

"I hope it's totally romantic"

"It is. I just hope she says yes."

"She will. And I'm so happy for you." Elena chimed warmly.

"I really hope you find love, too." Stefan ehxaled a little, evidently worried about the doppelgänger and all that had happened with Mason Lockwood.

"I think I have." Elena curled a little smile at her friend.

And she left the looking puzzled as she turned to the door.

A face on a lover with a fire in his heart

A man under cover, but you tore me apart

Oh, oh now I've found a real love

You'll never fool me again

And Caroline sang the last part differently, pointing her finger at Enzo St. John.

This year I'll give it to someone special

At that very moment, Elena moved swiftly through the swaying crowd and passing by Mason, she opened her arms, wrapping them around Elijah Mikaelson.

"I missed you" she whispered dearly.

"Missed you, too" Elijah said. And though he was not someone to show public display of affection, this time he pulled her to him into a warm loving kiss.

"OMG!" Caroline couldn't hold her surprise seeing the Original and Elena dreamily lost in one another.

"Merry Christmas, everyone" the blonde vampire belted out before she passed the microphone to Vicky.

"Merry Christmas" Elijah muttered, still holding Elena in his arms.

"Merry Christmas," she smiled, "come on - let's get out of here"

Taking the Original by the hand, they slipped out of the Grill.

As she got in his Porsche, she texted Bonnie and Caroline that she'd see them in a few days. "Elijah and I need some time alone. Merry Christmas. xoxo ❤️"

#elejah #elena gilbert #elijah mikaelson #alternative universe #tvd imagines #fanfiction #elena and elijah #a one shot #manip au #i was feeling festive _au

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sheetsonfire · 2 years

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The Third Halstead | Part 1

Fandom: Chicago Med

Characters: Connor Rhodes x Sister!Reader, Will Halstead, Jay Halstead

Genre: Angst, humour, drama

Warnings: swearing, brief mention of miscarriage, reference to injury

Word Count: 2126

Requested by Anon: I have a plot twist story; when connor rhodes younger sister gets a job as a new trauma surgeon. sharon calls will and jay into the office, with dr charles there aswell, both of them are confused as to why they’re there, but sharon tells them that when were looking for blood for a patient when they were in an emergency, pd, fire, med all donated blood. sharon explains that they check for blood type and If there similar dna, dr charles then explains that she is their sister which leaves them shocked. sharon is called into the ER as connor and his father are arguing, they follow. then they see their sister, she turns to her dad and tells him ‘dad, no offence but If your not here to donate money for the hospital, there’s three exits take one and leave’ she tells connor to take a walk. she then looks at claire and tells her If she doesn’t leave aswell she will punch her in the face, the reader then gets back to work, sharon then looks at the boys and says ‘I hope your sister isn’t as stubborn as the both of you’ then walks away with pride.

It’s another day at your new job in Chicago Med’s ED, so far you had seemingly fit in well. You had managed to get along with everyone, especially Maggie and Will Halstead. You’re already rolling your eyes as you spy a certain redhead at the nurses' desk, making eye contact with Will who has that mischievous look on his face.

“Maggie, remind me, who said it was a good idea to have a second Rhodes on the loose in the ED?”

You shake your head, laughing. Slyly holding up a middle finger to him. “Bite me, Halstead.”

Will leans against one of the counters at the nurses’ station with an amused smugness. He loved to tease you, knowing you dished it back just as good.

“I’m good, thanks though.”

Maggie shakes her head, still unable to conceal the entertained smile on her face, wagging her finger at Will as you disappear into the locker room. “Can you two behave today? If I had known she’d fuel your childishness, I’d have told Sharon to turn her away.”

Will snorts, arms crossed defiantly. “No you wouldn’t, you love Connor too much and she’s a damn good doctor and surgeon.”

Maggie hums, shrugging in agreement, but a glint of mischievousness flashes in her eyes. “Well, there’s always the option of getting you to clean up after April’s patients today, so simmer down.”

Will holds his hands up in surrender, kissing Maggie’s cheek, “Yes ma’am.”

“Yeah yeah, go on, you’ve got a lego stuck up a teen’s nose in 4.”

“A teen’s nose?”

“Yep.”

You come out of the locker room having removed your jacket and set your bag away, ID clipped to your scrubs and stethoscope hanging around your neck. It never got old wearing the burgundy scrubs with your name on them, “Trauma Surgery” neatly stitched underneath.

Sauntering over to Maggie you lean against the desk, giving her your most effusive smile. She shakes her head exasperatedly, still smiling all the same.

“Don’t you start, I just got rid of your partner in crime.”

“Oh Mags, you love us really.”

“Mhm, let me think about that.”

You pout, whining her name to which she concedes, “Fine, I love you. But now I’d love you more if you went to 2 and saw Mrs Heatherson and her infected toe.”

You grimace, sighing heavily, “Mh, the things we do for the love of the profession and beloved colleagues. Right away, Charge Nurse Lockwood.” You give a small salute, spinning around to head to cubicle 2.

As you’re cleaning the infected area of Mrs Heatherson’s toe, your familial Spidey-senses start tingling. You stop in your swabbing of the foul-smelling foot and listen, smiling awkwardly at Mrs Heatherson who raises an eyebrow.

“Sorry, Mrs Heatherson, just thought I heard something.”

“Oh, that’s quite alright. And call me Valerie.”

“Of course, Valerie. We’re nearly done cleaning, I’ll wrap this up shortly.”

The elderly woman simply smiles, humming a tune that sounded like it could belong to a song from the 50s or 60s. It made you smile too.

That was until the Spidey-sense activated again, this time it was considerably louder. And it was undeniable, that yes, you were more than certain you could hear your brother and your dad arguing in the middle of the ED.

You gritted your teeth, unable to currently leave to see what the hell was going on. So you remained diligent at your task, moving as quickly yet thoroughly as possible.

Unbeknownst to you, Will was not in the ED witnessing the cage match between your father and brother quickly escalating. He was with his own sibling, Jay - the detective, in Sharon Goodwin’s office, with the additional company of Dr Charles.

“Thank you both for coming, please take a seat.” Sharon gestures to the chairs opposite her desk, with Dr Charles to the side on another seat.

Will and Jay glance at each other, mirroring each other’s posture as they sit, hands fidgeting uneasily on their legs. Eager to know what the hush-hush meeting was about, especially with psychology seemingly getting involved.

“Ms Goodwin, can you tell us why we’re here now?”

Sharon smiles, she was well used to Will Halstead’s eager and impatient demeanour. Alternatively, Jay remains sitting silently and politely, curious to know what Will’s boss could need him for exactly.

“As you know we’ve recently rolled out a programme amongst the city’s first responders, inviting anybody willing to donate blood to do so. In order to increase the chances of matches for those that need donations most. You both, of course, are two of those people who donated.”

The two brothers nod, waiting for her to continue.

“It has come to light that in the process of donation we were becoming more reliant on the DNA matches, as well as type matches. As you may know, the DNA of these blood donations can better suit someone who is getting a marrow transplant for example… so, indeed that was one of the things pathology was looking at for a patient a few days ago. And... well, the system provided some results that involved the both of you.”

Jay shifts in the seat, curiosity almost having him leaning in, “Ms Goodwin, what are you telling us exactly?”

It’s then that Dr Charles clears his throat, grabbing the Halsteads’ attention, “Your DNA came to an almost certain match to Y/F/N Rhodes. And her only, not Connor nor their father. Suggesting that, well, did your parents have a child put up for adoption?”

Jay and Will look at each other in what is clear surprise and shock, they knew their mother had been expecting when they were already in elementary school, but they had been told that their mother had miscarried, just months before she had first been diagnosed with cancer.

“Oh my god.” Will lets out a stunned breath.

“They gave her up,” Jay says it like a statement, but it has agitation to it.

Will rests a hand on his brother’s shoulder.

Dr Charles contributes once again, “We think that in your mother’s first battle with cancer, her doctors may have advised her to have the baby early, receive the appropriate premature care and then put her, put Y/N, up for adoption. They likely wouldn’t have been able to care for a newborn child, two young boys and deal with your mother’s illness at the same time.”

Will is about to ask something else when an urgent knock grabs their attention, all four heads turn to see the door open to reveal a harassed looking April.

“Nurse Sexton?” Sharon gives a look of concern, standing to move towards her.

“Sorry to interrupt, it’s Connor and his dad… they’re fighting in the middle of the ED.”

Sharon can only clench her jaw in irritation, no surprise, as she is often used to the antics of Cornelius Rhodes and Connor’s ever strong defiance of him. Will and Jay immediately stand to follow, with Dr Charles in tow to play peacekeeper if necessary.

“You are a benefactor, a charitable patron, NOT this hospital’s owner or king, and you certainly don’t get to talk to staff members in the way that you do.” Connor prods at his father’s chest, crowding him back towards the waiting room and the exit.

Cornelius shrugs him off, Claire standing beside your ‘father’ with a terse pout on her lips, “Connor, I was merely suggesting to Leah that a system based on patient contribution to the hospital would better reflect the value that goes into the departments.”

“You belittled her and accused her of not being sufficiently invested in the hospital’s wellbeing, and you’re saying you want the people who pay higher bills to get priority?”

“Well, it wouldn’t hurt the hospital’s finances, lord knows I shouldn’t have to fund everything around here and not even see the results I want to see. And Leah would do well to show some enthusiasm on my ideas.”

“You’re insane.”

“Here we go, namecalling because you know I’m right. You behave like a little boy sometimes, Connor.”

“And you behave like a sanctimonious-”

“PRICK!” The eruption of anger from Connor’s voice makes you and Mrs Heatherson jump. You eye the older woman with an apologetic smile,

“Valerie, would you excuse me a moment? I’m all done here, but let me just go and see what all that commotion’s about, and then we can see about getting you released alright?”

Mrs Heatherson worries her lip, nodding. “That sounds best, dear. I’ll wait here.”

“Great. I’ll be right back, and if you need anything you can press this call button right here, okay?”

“Thank you, I’ll be alright.”

You pat her knee before standing up, swiping the curtain aside before quickly closing it. Marching across the ED towards your brother and father, noticing with disdain that your sister was also present.

Claire had never liked you since the day your adopted parents had brought you home, a newborn baby was only another distraction and intrusion on the attention she craved but ultimately never got. As the years had gone by you had realised that Claire was probably very lonely and felt isolated, you had seen how upset it made her. With a mother gone and father always working, you had done your best at the tender age of 8 to make friends with your older ‘sister’. But she would outright refuse your company, which only festered into a rivalship going into your teens, and then once Claire had started working for Cornelius in the summers, you had taken to Connor. Connor would always include you as best he could, the both of you got on famously. He ultimately ended up inspiring you to follow in his footsteps to med school.

That’s how you got to Med, and that’s how you were standing in the ED, arms crossed, in the middle of your family feud.

“What the hell is going on?” You hissed, instantly coming to stand by Connor’s side, glancing at him and then your father.

In his ever condescending tone when it came to you, Cornelius answered, “This doesn’t concern you, Y/N. Your brother and I were simply having a disagreement.”

Your jaw clenches, Connor rarely got irate in public, unless Cornelius was disrupting the harmony of the hospital. “Well, knowing you dad you’re probably sticking your nose in where your money doesn’t get you. The ED isn’t the place for financial meetings. So, time to go.”

Claire takes a step towards you, eyes cold and voice harsh, “Oh, you just love to throw your weight around now that you’re with our big brother in the hospital, hm? Always too good for me and dad.”

You scoff, incredulous as yet again Claire accused you of not being committed to the family when all you had done was try for her.

Just as you step into Claire’s face, foreheads almost touching like bulls locking horns, Connor holds onto your arm. You were unaware that Ms Goodwin, Jay, Will and Dr Charles were all bearing witness to your simmering anger about to boil over. Unable to stop the volume of your voice, now you knew why Connor did it too.

“Claire, I’m going to be very clear, if you don’t take dad and go in the next minute, I will drag you out of here. So move.”

Cornelius takes Claire’s hand gently, tugging her away from you before she could do anything physically aggressive.

“Let’s go, Claire, I’ll be having words with the board about her conduct.”

You watch as they leave, chest heaving with heavy breaths of rage, seething that your dad would try to jeopardise your new career at Med. You find yourself trying to come back to planet earth as Connor wraps an arm around your shoulder.

“Don’t worry about it, alright? They can’t do a damn thing,”

From their viewpoint, Jay and Will stand with surprised expressions, you hadn’t seemed the type to get so confrontational. Dr Charles exhales, knowing he’d have to debrief you and Connor on this whole debacle. Ms Goodwin stands with her eyebrows raised, a half-smile of pride on her lips, turning to the Halstead brothers she quips,

“Now, if you ever needed some extra evidence… that was Halstead stubbornness in play if I've ever seen it, I just hope she doesn’t cause as much trouble for me as you have, William.”

She gives a small laugh at her own words, manoeuvering around the brothers to go and speak to you and Connor. Jay snorts at Sharon’s comment, earning a smack upside the head from Will.

“Holy shit, we have a sister.” Jay rubs at his skull.

“That we do. Now what?” Will murmurs, still watching you in awe.

Fin.

Part 2

#halstead!sister #connor rhodes x reader #will halstead x reader #jay halstead x reader #chicago med #one chicago

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wellgoslowly · 1 year

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what are songs you think the trio associates with each other. (example of lucy thinks of lockwood when blah plays and thinks of george when blah plays)

OH MY GOD I LOVE THIS QUESTION !!!!

I went a bit overboard but here are the ones I chose!!

SONGS I THINK THAT LUCY ASSOCIATES WITH THE BOYS:

the good side by troye sivan

south london forever by florence + the machine

friends by laundry day

to build a home by the cinematic orchestra

SONGS I THINK THAT LUCY ASSOCIATES WITH LOCKWOOD:

baby you're a haunted house by gerard way

everybody loves me by one republic

end of beginning by djo

it's called: freefall by rainbow kitten surprise

touch tank by quinnie

grapejuice by harry styles

telephone by waterparks

eat your young by hozier

voulez-vouz by abba

this charming man by the smiths

SONGS I THINK THAT LUCY ASSOCIATES WITH GEORGE:

george by lowertown

all my ghosts by lizzie mcalpine

mad iqs by I DON'T KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME

good old fashioned lover boy by queen

boys will be bugs by cavetown

cocaine jesus by rainbow kitten surprise

everybody wants to rule the world by tears for fears

vienna by billy joel

glue song by beabadoobee

freaks by surf curse

SONGS I THINK THAT GEORGE ASSOCIATES WITH LUCY:

these boots are made for walking by nancy sinatra

champagne supernova by oasis

stronger by britney spears

new romantics by taylor swift

seventeen going under by sam fender

killer queen by queen

would that i by hozier

twin size mattress by the front bottoms

brutal by olivia rodrigo

bloody mary by lady gaga

SONGS I THINK THAT GEORGE ASSOCIATES WITH LOCKWOOD:

be nice to me by the front bottoms

team by lorde

R.I.P 2 my youth by the neighbourhood

cigarette daydreams by cage the elephant

little dark age by MGMT

trouble by valerie broussard

anti-hero by taylor swift

trouble by cage the elephant

applause by lady gaga

you're my best friend by queen

SONGS I THINK THAT LOCKWOOD ASSOCIATES WITH LUCY:

lucy lucy by betcha

maneater by nelly furtado

burning pile by mother mother

candy by robbie williams

sweet dreams, TN by the last shadow puppets

she's kerosene by the interrupters

volcano girls by veruca salt

don't take the money by bleachers

the adults are taking by the strokes

blue hair by tv girl

SONGS I THINK THAT LOCKWOOD ASSOCIATES WITH GEORGE:

best friend by conan gray

act my age by one direction

paper mache world by matilda mann

lifetime achievement award by lemon demon

the knife by maggie rodgers

soldier, poet, king by the oh hellos

orgasm of death by the growlers

how I survived bobby mackey's personal hell by lincoln

ghosting (live sessions) by mother mother

weird science by oingo boingo

I had so much fun with this tbh I love assigning songs to characters so it was really fun to do it through the eyes of other characters!!

#renew lockwood and co #lockwood and co #anthony lockwood #lucy carlyle #locklyle #locklyle brainrot is real #george karim #george cubbins #lockwood netflix #amazing question

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bowl-of-shortness · 8 months

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Did the Lockwoods make a deal with a demon before the dictatorship and conquering.

Or after?

Before, Gabriel Lockwood (dad) and Valerie Lockwood (mom), had made the deal before when Valerie was painfully sick with an illness.

The deal saved her life and ultimately gave them the power to create the empire in the first place

#alchemy brews #Gabriel Lockwood #Valerie Lockwood #oc #original oc #original character

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mixing-bowl-of-stories · 5 months

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Tell us about Maveth and Pandoras first meeting! 👀

Actually, I’ll do you one better, here’s a small fic about how that meeting went :)

Death, and his Descendant

A loud ringing sound pierced the eardrums of a small half elf girl, only fourteen. She carefully opens her eyes to the black and lifeless void. Her head is throbbing with the worst pain she’s ever felt, and her vision is blurry.

Pandora sits up, realizing in doing so that she was lying down to begin with. Looking around, she sees nothing but pitch black. The ringing has gone away, only to reveal there to be no noises.

No sound, no visual aspect, no anything.

Until she hears a voice.

“Hello, Pandora.” The voice is an amalgamation of different voices, thousands— no, millions of different voices. At the sound of the strange voice, she jumps violently and curls herself up into a ball in a poor attempt to hide from whoever was talking to her.

“Oh dear…” The voice is now a singular voice, deep, but gentle. She feels a hand on her shoulder. Jumping once more at the gesture, she smacks the hand away and turns around, using her legs to push herself away from whoever the hand belonged to. It is at this point that she realized she was crying, why was she crying? Why was she so scared? What happened?

Looking up, she sees a man that looks very familiar to her. She’d heard plenty of stories about her relatives, including him, but she’d always been told to never say his name out loud to anyone other than her family.

“…Maveth…?”

“So you are familiar with my real name.”

She nods

“I’m sure you are curious as to why my name isn’t spoken to others outside of our family?”

“Mhm.”

“Many people believe that saying my real name brings bad fortune. Besides, many don’t even know my real name anyways, and I prefer that it’s information that stays within the family or those you trust dearly.”

“Oh…”

“Follow me, dear, there is much to talk about.” He offers his hand, Pandora takes it and he pulls her up off the “ground”.

The two walk over to a newly summoned sitting area, two armchairs sit on either side of a long dining table. They are only slightly lighter in color than the black void surrounding them, but Pandora is able to see them. She sits on the left end, Maveth sits on the right.

“I am sure that this is very difficult for you.” He starts, “Seeing me was probably the last thing you hoped for, especially considering your death was rather… traumatic.”

She doesn’t say a word, only nods.

“Now then, if you have any questions, I will answer them to the best of my ability.”

Pandora thinks for a moment, her headache had since gone away, allowing her to think and see better, “Who was that lady…? And why did she want to kill me so badly…?”

“Ah… her name is Alice Ripper, she was hired by a man named Lazarus to kill you. He is the eldest child of Valerie and Gabriel Lockwood. I’m sure you can understand just from that why he wanted to kill you.”

“…why can’t they just leave us alone?”

“I’m not sure, my dear. I wish for the same thing however.”

She sat silently for a moment.

“Is there anything else you’d like to ask me?”

She thinks, what else could she ask him? Well, one thing came to mind, but she doubted that it would work. It was worth a shot though, she was already dead, how bad would a simple “no” be?

“Could you… show me your actual form? I appreciate you using your mortal disguise but I think I’m calm enough now to see you how you actually are.”

Maveth gives her a curious look and a smile, “You’ll have to be more specific, I, can be anything.”

“I never expected the god of death to be unwilling to flaunt his god form.”

“! Well… you are certainly persistent. I respect that. If you could stand up?”

Pandora carefully stands up, and the table and chairs disappear, Maveth himself also disappears into the darkness. Soon, she hears a chuckle, it’s the same voice from before, but it has the same surrounding sound that the first voice did.

“I am up here, dear.”

She looks up to see four pairs of irisless eyes peering back down at her. He was a shadowy figure, made of up black smoke or black fog. He had large horns, along with some large feathered wings, he had no mouth, and he looked to be wearing a cloak with armor of some kind.

He was exactly what she expected, an amalgamation of all things capable of dying, plants, animals, aspirations, happiness, and most importantly, people.

A gigantic hand is offered to her, it’s one of many hands Maveth has. Pandora climbs into it and he raises her up to eye level with him, er, face level would be more accurate.

“Now then, I’m assuming there is still one more question you’d like to ask me?” He tilts his head.

She nods, “Would you…” she takes a deep breath in, “Would you be willing to give me a second chance at life…?”

His eyes widen, “While you are not the first to ask me that question, I am curious, why?”

“Huh?”

“Why do you think you deserve a second chance?”

“Well, for starters I’m only fourteen, and I was murdered very aggressively.”

“…”

“But I also still have things I need to do in life. For my family. For even myself maybe…”

“And those things are?”

“I want to see the world, I want to see what experiences I could have. I’ve been cooped up in a mansion most of my life, I want to see what’s out there, I want to make friends and have experiences. But more importantly, I want to find my brother, he disappeared when I was only eight…”

“Victor.”

“Yeah…”

“Hmm, I see.”

“So? What’s your choice?”

“My choice is this, I will give you a second chance, under one circumstance.”

“That being?”

“You must become my champion.”

“!!!”

“Now, before you jump to any conclusions. I am giving you this time to figure out who you are, and I am giving you this time to find your brother. But I am mostly giving you this time to train for this position. I see in you someone who is capable of being what I need in a champion, someone who is compassionate and kind, someone who can sympathize with those struggling. That’s what people need in the afterlife, they usually need someone to simply talk to.”

“…”

“So, Pandora. What is your choice?”

“…Alright. I’ll do it, and I’ll use the time I have left wisely.”

“Just remember, if you die again, you will have to stay here permanently. Understood?”

She nods.

“Well then, I suppose it is time for you to go home then, wouldn’t you agree?”

Before she could answer, everything goes black again and the sharp pain in her head is back.

She opens her eyes, she’s on the ground in the snow, just outside of her family’s home. Looking down, she sees that her nightgown is covered in blood, and so is the snow that was beneath her head.

There’s also something new.

Her hands and forearms, along with her feet and shins, are now a transparent navy blue, only her bones are showing, they shimmer almost. She feels her head, the back of her head is wet, presumably with a mix of blood and snow, but the wound is gone.

Just to be sure, she touches her forehead. It’s definitely gone.

“Pandora!!!” She hears a familiar voice call.

Looking up the stairs, she sees her mother, whose face is wet with tears.

Oh. Her family must’ve found her when she was talking to Maveth.

Her mother rushes down the stairs and hugs her tightly.

“I thought you were dead…!”

“I was… for a little bit.”

Diana pulls away, her eyes widening in realization, “Oh… your hair.”

“I know, I need to wash the blood out.”

“No no sweetie, your hair. It’s white.”

Looking down, she notices that her mother is right, her hair is blizzard white now. She looks back up at her mother, who is now wearing a sorrowful, but also strangely proud look.

“You’re the next one, aren’t you?”

She nods.

“…you know, I always wondered. I used to joke with your aunt and say he really liked you because you were always playing with and feeding the soulfetchers. How did your talk with him go?”

“He’s about what I expected him to be. He was nice enough to try and not scare me though. He seemed to like me I guess.”

“Well I’m sure he wouldn’t have chosen you if he didn’t like you, my love.”

“Yeah…” she fiddles with her hands, Diana looks at her sorrowfully.

“Come now, Pandora, it’s far too cold out here to be playing in the snow. Let’s get you inside and cleaned up, maybe a nice bowl of soup even?”

Pandora smiles

“I think I’d like that.”

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