#lockwood and co headers

[screensland]

Lockwood and Lucy — Lockwood and Co., 2023.

[lucyjcarlyle]

Lockwood & Co headers, have fun !!!

like and/or reblog please<3

[maeizy]

Anthony Lockwood GIF Headers

free to use if you ask me first! these are going to be used on my master list though too. these are the only ones I have for right now, I probably will make more for other fandoms like shazam and stuff, if you want one made just request what you want I'll probably make some type of form for people to fill out later for specifics but anyways don't post without my permission and don't remove my tags. also new Fics are coming out soon so stay tuned yall! if you do use them though, please tag me or like or comment. thank you!

[maraschinomerry]

okay so, what about a lockwood and co x reader (platonic) where reader is quiet but if she does speak it’s always blunt or sarcastic or kinda rude because she doesn’t know how to express her feelings nicely but she shows her love in ways like act of service or protecting the others on a mission and like linking pinkies with them when walking to the archives and things and everyone is convinced she hates every other person but they know they’re the closest thing she’s ever had to a family even if she doesn’t say it

thanks so much bae i understand if you don’t want to write it no presssure <3333

Saving Your Friends 101

Pairings: Lockwood & Co & gn!reader (I know you used she/her in the ask but there aren't actually any pronouns in the fic)

Content: found family, struggling with expressing feelings, school bully, canon-typical violence fighting a ghost, Kipps being a jerk

A/N: I'm the least sarcastic person ever so I hope this all sounds okay 😅 also I just had to use that gif as the header, Lucy looking so done felt like the right vibes for reader in this

Word count: 2.7k

Taglist: @neewtmas @marinalor @ettadear @honey-with-tea (lmk if you want adding or removing!)

"Hey loser! I thought I told you to finish my maths homework!"

You were 8 years old, sitting making patterns in the dirt of your school playing field when your horrible classmate Jason stomped over with his group of equally unpleasant friends. He was a brute of a lad: what he lacked in height he made up for in muscle, his expression was almost permanently fixed in a scowl, and he had a small scar on his cheek that everyone thought was so cool and intimidating (but which you knew he got from falling off his bike when he was 5). Half the school, teachers included, were wrapped around his little finger in fear. But not you.

"Go away, Jason."

"Or what? You're not doing anything, nobody ever wants to play with you."

"I don't care," you shrugged. "I'm not going to waste my time so you can pretend you're not too stupid for times tables."

Jason stepped forward to tower over you, stocky frame casting your whole body in shadow, and a few of his cronies twitched with tempered aggression. "What did you say?"

You stood up on the spot, forcing him to lean back to normal as your face rose ever closer to his. You were a couple of inches shy of him, dungarees rolled several times at the ankles to stop you tripping over, but he wasn't exactly tall in comparison to his group. Being smaller didn't faze you; you squared up to him without hesitation. "I said you're stupid and wasting my precious minutes. Life is short… and so are you."

The cluster of boys burst out laughing - not at you, at him. Jason grew red in the face and puffed up like he could account for the missing height to fight you better, but you merely raised an eyebrow. One of the boys stepped out from the group and punched you encouragingly on the arm. Another much taller boy leaned on Jason's shoulder to emphasise the difference. Jason stormed off.

—

Ever since then, quick wit and sarcasm had been your shield as you carried yourself through the world. From holding up against your affectionless parents to commanding instant respect when you started training to be an agent, they served you so well that you near enough forgot how to be any other way. And that was fine. It worked, kept you detached and independent. That is, it worked until you joined Lockwood & Co.

You settled in quickly, discovering that the rest of the agency could be just as snappy as you. George especially had proved more than a match from the day you arrived.

"I'm here for a job," you announced when the curly-haired boy, dressed in orange plaid, opened the door of 35 Portland Row.

"As an agent?" he frowned. Lockwood hadn't put out another ad, as far as he knew.

"No, I just like accessorising with a rapier."

"Well, if it's as sharp as your tongue I shouldn't be in too much danger. Come in." Despite the insult you followed him with a grin. Finally, someone who might get you.

Unlike you, however, they knew how to switch it off. Your switch had rusted long ago, if not fallen off completely. Normally it wouldn't have bothered you, if it had kept you alive up to now it was worth it, but the longer you stayed the more you found yourself growing genuinely fond of your teammates and entirely unable to tell them as much. Nothing had to change, of course, that was what you told yourself - letting them in would only make you weak, it was better to keep to yourself. Say as little as possible to them. You tried to quiet the little voice in the back of your head which whispered that maybe the reason you kept your distance was that you were afraid of saying the wrong thing and scaring them off, of losing your first real friends.

—

"Everybody ready?" Lockwood asked as he dropped his kit bag onto the kitchen floor with a dull thud. You'd been ready nearly 10 minutes, still fairly new to working cases despite the months you'd been there and eager to respect the schedule that Lockwood had set out. Lucy had been the next after you to arrive, offering a quick 'hi' which you acknowledged with a nod. When George came down he immediately started chatting to Lucy. He didn't ask if you wanted to join the conversation. You never seemed to. He often wondered if you actually wanted to be there at all, but you hadn't left despite how little you'd tried to bond with them. There were plenty of other agencies to go to, yet still you stayed.

While Lockwood checked over the supplies once more, you leaned over to Lucy, who so far had been a reliable source on the boys and their actions.

"Is he always this picky with the gear?"

Lucy sighed as she adjusted her bootstrap. "No, just when the case involves families like this one. Brings out his protective 'save the world' side."

You'd heard by now about the young age at which he'd been orphaned, he was open enough about the circumstances if not the details, and you understood his pain but had never been taught how to address anything as serious as that. All you had to work with was your dry humour. "Save the world? He can barely even save his toast in the mornings," you muttered. Lucy snorted.

"If you're quite done mocking my culinary abilities…"

"Oh, I'm definitely not done, but it can wait," you smirked. Lockwood rolled his eyes, but didn't miss the way you wordlessly joined him in sorting through the bags.

The case itself went well, up until about the last 5 minutes. You all successfully secured one source, but it turned out the house had a second Visitor which you discovered when the four of you were ambushed by it in the dining room. It was a man, looked to be in his late 40s, with a thinning head of hair and an even thinner frame. The previous owner, then, Richard. Lockwood immediately stepped forward, rapier brandished, but with an ear-splitting screech Richard tossed him aside. The rest of you watched in horror as he flew across the table and crashed through a chair to land in a pile of splintered wood.

You levelled your own rapier, less aggressively. "George, Lucy, look for the source," you fought to keep your voice as steady as your blade, all your usual confidence gone without the safety net of your snide remarks which would only anger the ghost. "Cabinet behind us is our best bet, I think. I'll help Lockwood." The other two exchanged a glance before nodding and moving slowly towards the cabinet in question. You began to move in the other direction, around the side of the table and towards the spectral figure which was hovering worryingly close to the boy in the debris.

"Hey!" you called. Richard's gaze snapped to you. You faltered. No. Confidence. Wit. Use your ridiculous snarky brain to keep Lockwood alive. "He's not a fair fight any more, and you're better than that, aren't you? Come on, show me what you've got."

You almost heard Lockwood's protest - you saw his lips forming the words, sure, but the noise itself was drowned out by the shriek that burst from Richard's snarling mouth as he rushed towards you. You planted your feet and held your ground, just like you'd done that day in the school yard all those years ago, but at the last second you rolled out the way and sent your rapier slicing upwards. Richard howled, but it wasn't enough to dematerialise him and within seconds he rounded on you again.

"Aww, not bad for a first attempt," you jeered. "Do you want to try again?" The words had barely left your lips before he was upon you, and you swung hastily. The blade split him right down the middle, but he reformed behind you and you had to dance across the space to avoid him, smacking your ribs painfully against a sideboard as you did so. Your chest was heaving as you faced him once more.

"Are you even trying to hit me?"

A lance of air struck you in the centre of your chest, knocking all the air from your lungs as you collided with the wall. That answered that. You would have cried out if you'd had the breath to do so. Lockwood was right beside you, midway from climbing out of the broken chair but now frozen in the glare of the wrathful spirit which hung above you both. With the last of your energy you dragged your body between him and it.

"Got it!" Lucy yelled frantically in the distance, and in a wave the feeling returned to your limbs as Richard disappeared. Lockwood groaned, reaching out to help you up from where you'd slumped against him.

"So you know when you're taught not to taunt the Visitors, did you just skip that class, or…?" he scolded, but there was a touch of amusement in his voice, his way of showing he was grateful to have been saved.

You chuckled, wincing as the sound rattled your bruised ribs. "Scheduling conflict, not my fault. Clashed with 'Saving Your Friends 101'." You realised that was the first time you'd called them your friends out loud. They realised it too.

—

That case marked the beginning of a shift within the agency. Where the rest of them had been struggling to see any indication that you cared about being part of the group, suddenly they couldn't stop seeing them. Nothing had changed in the way you spoke (minimally, and heavily sarcastic when you did), but they learned to notice everything you said without words. How you always grabbed the first aid kit when someone came home injured from a case, and insisted on treating the wounds yourself. The way you clicked the release on the toaster every time Lockwood risked leaving it a little too long. The times George would fall asleep while researching with you in the library and wake up with the blanket from the back of your chair draped across him. The fact that none of them had bought any more of Lucy's favourite tea in nearly two months, and yet whenever she was close to running out the caddy would be full again the next day. As they began noticing the subtle ways you expressed your feelings, they began to find little gestures they could do in return to show they cared without pressuring you into talking, which only strengthened your commitment further. Lucy poured you juice in the morning before you asked and put your pyjamas in the dryer while you were in the bath; Lockwood made a big act of ruffling your hair and calling you 'kiddo' like an enthusiastic uncle when you did something particularly well; George learned your rankings of pizza toppings and Arif's doughnuts by heart so you'd always get the highest one available. All so uniquely them.

—

It was a bright June morning, with fine wisps of cotton candy clouds drifting lazily across the sky. An ice cream van sounded nearby, being pursued by a horde of excitable children. This was no time for ice cream for Lockwood & Co, though - there was an exceptionally big case to research, and it was all hands on deck as the four of you strode towards the British Archives. Lockwood was on the right, trenchcoat left at home and shirt sleeves rolled up to make the most of the glorious sun, rapier hanging from his belt. Lucy was on his left, arm linked through his. Her other hand had started in the pocket of her blue playsuit, which today she wore without tights, but now it held yours and swung casually back and forth. George completed the line on your left. You knew by now that he wasn't overly keen on physical interaction, which you completely understood, but you also could tell when he was willing to let it slide to join in with the group. This was one of those moments. Your hands had brushed as you walked along, and your pinky had twisted round his. This was almost a habit between the two of you by now, not quite as intense as holding hands but still providing a tether, a connection.

Inside was bliss, the comforting scent of old books accentuated by crisp conditioned air which provided relief from the blazing heat outside. You all spread out to gather resources from across the archives. Lucy returned with a stack of books so high she could barely see over the top, and you shifted your files into one arm so you could pull a chair out for her with your free hand. She smiled at you as the books cascaded onto the table.

Before long you were thoroughly engrossed in the research. It was one of your favourite activities within the agency, an opportunity to make a helpful contribution without the expectation of speaking to anyone. The only sounds were the rustle of turning pages, the scratch of your pen as you scribbled notes, and the occasional comment from one of the others when they found something unusual.

"My my," a voice that didn't belong to the group filtered through the barrier of concentration you'd built. You looked up to see Quill Kipps and his team sneering at your table. "It must be a big case to have you all working on it. Or do you just need help with the difficult words, Tony?"

There was a tic in Lockwood's jaw, but he forced an overly polite smile. "It is a big case, one that our client clearly thought we were better equipped to handle."

Kipps scoffed. "Probably just trying to save a bit of cash on a sub-par service instead of paying for the premium. Not to worry, Fittes will be more than happy to finish the job when you fail to."

You decided to follow Lockwood's lead, putting on the most innocent expression you could muster. "Hmm, what was I…" you feigned forgetfulness. "Oh, George, you'll know! What's that theory with the monkeys and the typewriters?" Kipps' team took the bait immediately, giggling amongst themselves at your scatterbrained question.

"Supposedly if you had infinite monkeys with typewriters or one monkey with a typewriter and infinite time, they would eventually type out the complete works of Shakespeare. It's not exactly true though."

Your smile turned wolfish. "That's the one, and remembered without a database too! I just thought of it because I was wondering whether, given long enough, Kipps would eventually say something intelligent. Don't think that's true either."

The other group fell into a stunned silence, giving everyone the opportunity to hear Lucy choking back a laugh. Kipps opened his mouth to respond, but then had just enough sense to realise that there was hardly anything he could say that wouldn't prove your point and promptly closed it again. Instead he shot you all one last glare and turned silently on his heel. The rest of his team scampered after his retreating figure.

Lucy's laughter erupted with enough force that she almost tipped backwards out of her chair. George grinned at you. "That was amazing!"

"Couldn't have done it without you, genius."

You suddenly glanced at Lockwood. His rivalry with Kipps was more intense than any you'd seen before, and you hated to think you might have overstepped or taken away his chance at gaining the upper hand. Relief washed over you when he gave you his signature smirk, eyes twinkling with mischief. "If that's something else you learnt in 'Saving Your Friends 101', I might have to sign up for classes."

"Lucky for you I'm very committed to my studies, I can just lend you my notes."

Lucy leaned over to watch your pen gliding across the notepad as you spoke. She frowned at the page. "Your current note is just a doodle of… is that a crying monkey in a Fittes uniform?"

You all glanced in the direction in which Kipps had retreated. Lockwood reached across and picked up the notebook. "I'll definitely need to borrow this, for educational purposes of course… and then it's going on the fridge." You beamed with pride.

[stedrika]

DREWLOOKS -> STEDRIKA

stella and fredrika may be stuck up and kind of the worst sometimes. but boy do i love them together <3

intro under cut:

i go by drew (or devi) on tumblr

she/they

teenager

i deactivated my old account in june 2023 but i was @/sixpence-none-the-richer (although i was better known by the urls drewlooks and shouldve-said-no)

pretty inactive pjo sideblog: @tratie

inactive community sideblog: @the-truest-repairman

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Interests (current interests highlighted): pjo, lockwood and co, julie and the phantoms, starkid, young royals, derry girls, heartstopper, taylor swift, falsettos, the cw's nancy drew, atla, chappell roan, community, clone high, total drama, gravity falls, school spirits, olivia rodrigo, sabrina carpenter, arrested development, hadestown, and the owl house.

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dms are open: <3

no dni but i block very liberally

dnf under 13 (and 13 year olds lowk) bc it makes me uncomfortable to have rlly young ppl following me.

(this has been misconstrued before so i feel the need to make it clear that any nice things i say to people are not romantic unless i specifically indicate otherwise)

credit for header.

[george-karims-egg-cup]

Who is the three people in your header?

I love it when they laugh!❤️

Hi! :D

In the middle is Lucy Carlyle (Ruby Stokes), on the right is Anthony Lockwood (Cameron Chapman), and on the left is George Karim (Ali Hadji-Heshmati) from Lockwood & Co. I series I DEFINITELY recommend, like omg these three are my LIFE

[the names in brackets are the actors names]

[dangerously-human]

Ghostbustin' With the Buds: Home with found family; grief, ghosts, and haunting; light & hope; sacrificial love; the triumph of life over death

Truly I wish I'd taken a picture of my wall when I had every song on this playlist on post-its so I could reorder it all to get the flow across the series right. I was verging on the conspiracy theory/it's all connected string meme, you know the one.

Also, I haven't drawn anything probably since I was about the age of our beloved trio, but I went to share this the other day and realized the default header image simply wouldn't do, and the only way to be 100% certain I have permission to use one that fits the vibe is to make it myself. I know it's nothing special, but I'm pleasantly surprised at how it turned out, tbh. I'm also a little extra attached to it, because I drew this on the back of my notes from the worship night I went to when I was just about finished reading The Empty Grave - which I already posted about here - but yeah, there's just something about one side of the page being a little doodle of life over death and the other being a note of me saying to God, "You stole me back from Death many times over." I've got so many feelings about this series, guys.

I've spent a truly obscene number of hours putting this together (and it's still a mutable work in progress, as every playlist should be! Never know when you'll find something that's a perfect fit), and it's genuinely one of the fannish creations I'm proudest of (I've spent more time with this playlist than most fanfics I've written, probably), so you should definitely ask me questions about the associations for the songs I chose or tell me which ones are also on your Lockwood & Co playlists or whatever.

[lockyle-and-skull]

What up, I'm Mae, I'm 19, and I never fucking learned how to read

personal/kpop blog: @maepersonal

*all likes and follows will come from this account, even if we interact there*

about me: name: Mae or Ames age: 19 pronouns: ae/aer, it/its, she/her queer?: aroace + agender :3 why am I like this™?: autism, ocpd, bpd, ocd, bipolar disorder, adhd, anxiety, depression, alexithymia, aphantasia, dyspraxia, occasionally nonverbal & semiverbal, pots, tic disorder, sometimes agere (9-13ish) MBTI: ISTP :) aesthetic: here! :D element: water (duh) hogwarts house: slytherin ;) favorite colors: blue, green, purple nationality: american (canadian + german parents) shit I like: tv shows: Lockwood and Co, Julie and the Phantoms, Haikyuu, The 100 games: Palworld, The Enchanted Cave 2, BATIM, YTTD, Children of Silentown, The Mortuary Assistant, Little Witch in the Woods, Until Dawn, The Quarry, H:SR, Genshin, definitely more stuff I'm forgetting movies: Star Wars prequels, The Human Centipede II: Full Sequence, Velvet Goldmine, The Sorcerer's Apprentice, Narnia, Valerian and the City of a Thousand Planets musicals: Sweeney Todd (1982), Newsies, Ride the Cyclone, Six, Bat out of Hell, everything Starkid (but especially Starship, Black Friday, and Trail to Oregon) music: hardcore punk, punk, hard rock, symphonic metal, alt rock, nu metal, power metal, glam rock, hyperpop, Elliot Lee, Andrew Polec, Meat Loaf, Sick Puppies, In This Moment, Black Market Kidney Surgeons, Anti Flag (fuck justin sane), Iggy Pop, Car Seat Headrest kpop: Lunarsolar, Xdinary Heroes, Ateez, Yena, Bibi, others more casually other stuff: wet specimen taxidermy, punk diy, collecting weird shit, tornadoes, alchemy, statistics, photography, The Council <3, insects, being a non-theistic satanist (inspired by LaVeyan satanism), being punk, being an anarcho-communist tech support: op tag: #lockyle and skull op pfp: by @boyteal (used to be kkatsudon) header: by Philipp Grote not safe for littles tag: #nsfl - BLOCK IF NEEDED

no DNI, just don't be a dick

*all agere, bpd, bipolar, irl, and kpop content is on my other blog!!*

[maarigolds]

Hi, do you mind if I use one of your gifs as a blog header? Lockwood & co has stolen my soul and my blog needs to reflect this 😅

I don't mind at all, go ahead! I'm happy you like them 🤩 and same, it has stolen my soul too lmao

[mirrorballsss]

lockwood and co fandom i need a better header for my blog if you know of any good ones plz send/rb it to me ty!!

[nonsenstuff]

guys, follow my new tumblr dedicated to the lockwood and co series, make your requests, ok? thanks.♡

[maepersonal]

What up, I'm Mae, I'm 19, and I never fucking learned how to read

main blog: @lockyle-and-skull

*all likes and follows will appear to come from there, even if we interact here*

about me: name: Mae or Ames age: 19 pronouns: ae/aer, it/its, she/her queer?: aroace + agender :3 why am I like this™?: autism, ocpd, bpd, ocd, bipolar disorder, adhd, anxiety, depression, alexithymia, aphantasia, dyspraxia, sometimes nonverbal & semiverbal, pots, tic disorder, sometimes agere (9-13ish) MBTI: ISTP :) aesthetic: here! :D element: water (duh) hogwarts house: slytherin ;) favorite colors: blue, green, purple nationality: american (canadian + german parents) shit I like: kpop: Lunarsolar, Xdinary Heroes, Ateez, Yena, Bibi, others more casually music: hardcore punk, punk, hard rock, symphonic metal, alt rock, nu metal, power metal, glam rock, hyperpop, Elliot Lee, Andrew Polec, Meat Loaf, Sick Puppies, In This Moment, Black Market Kidney Surgeons, Anti Flag (fuck justin sane), Iggy Pop, Car Seat Headrest musicals: Sweeney Todd (1982), Newsies, Ride the Cyclone, Six, Bat Out of Hell, everything Starkid (but especially Starship, Black Friday, and Trail to Oregon) movies: The Human Centipede II: Full Sequence, Velvet Goldmine, Star Wars prequels, The Sorcerer's Apprentice, Narnia, Valerian and the City of a Thousand Planets tv shows: Lockwood and Co, Julie and the Phantoms, Haikyuu, The 100 games: Palworld, The Enchanted Cave 2, BATIM, YTTD, Children of Silentown, The Mortuary Assistant, Little Witch in the Woods, Until Dawn, The Quarry, H:SR, Genshin, definitely more stuff I'm forgetting other stuff: wet specimen taxidermy, punk diy, collecting weird shit, tornadoes, alchemy, statistics, photography, The Council <3, insects, being a non-theistic satanist (inspired by LaVeyan satanism), being punk, being an anarcho-communist tech support: op tag: #oh mae oh my pfp: Bronté Barbé as Katherine in Newsies UK header: MUU (ex-LUNARSOLAR) - Shooting Star MV not safe for littles tag: #nsfl - BLOCK IF NEEDED

let me know if you want anything tagged differently!!

FAQ:

why are u reblogging/interacting with therian/DID content? because I am very close with a system that has therians and non-human alters :)

what do you use this blog for? this blog is mostly for irl, kpop, bpd, bipolar, agere, vents, and anything else I feel like doesn't fit on my main :)

no DNI, just don't be a dick.

[screensland]

faz 4 headers de lockwood & co. com o casal Lucy/Lockwood? por favor? com 5 modelos de frase que ele falou que foi essa aqui (ps em inglês mesmo) >>> 1. we need you, and i'ts not because you're an asset. 2. - "you believe me, - i do, i believe about everything" 3. - i just wanted to say, don't give up on us" 4. Lucy can be a bit... quirky, but she's one of us. 4. "- you're acting different around her" (continua)

Feitinho, meu bem! Porém não ficou muito bom, desculpa! 😔

[anis-book-club]

hi!!!

hello!!!

my name is ani, i'm 20 and going into my second year of uni to study costume for performance. i'm aromantic, asexual, and i use she/her and they/them pronouns.

i adore reading (obviously, considering i'm running this blog) and consuming stories. i love reading any sort of fiction, particularly fantasy, science fiction, and contemporary. anything that will take me to another world :) and i like to talk about the books i'm reading!!! i have a lot of thoughts™️ about them, and i like to connect with people by sharing how i feel about what i read and watch.

fair warning, i'm probably going to be a bit annoying on here, but i'll do my best not to spam too much. i just have a lot of thoughts when i read. also, this blog won't be spoiler free, but i'll tag everything i think is spoilery so it can be filtered out. i like to skip ahead when i read, so i feel like my understanding of what counts as a spoiler is a bit distorted. feel free to let me know if i've spoiled something by accident.

also, yeah, i don't swear (and i'm pretty uptight about it) so i'm going to be censoring those words when i quote lines. i know some people find it annoying so if it bothers you, just don't comment on it please!

books featured on this blog:

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red, white, and royal blue by casey mcquiston

the folk of the air (trilogy) by holly black

vespertine by margaret rogerson

foul lady fortune (duology) by chloe gong

book of night by holly black

a thousand heartbeats by kiera cass

lockwood & co. (series) by jonathan stroud

the sunbearer trials (duology) by aiden thomas

aces wild: a heist by amanda dewitt

once upon a broken heart (trilogy) by stephanie garber

the cuban girl's guide to tea and tomorrow by laura taylor namey

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red, white, and royal blue [amazon video]

lockwood & co. [netflix]

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—sharing my experience on the costume for performance program while studying at the london college of fashion

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[lucyjcarlyle]

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