#charlie royce

[captaincanonly]

[frentique]

[mua-mattzip]

CHARLIE COX as MATT MURDOCK ROYCE J. JOHNSON as BRETT MAHONEY

Daredevil 1.05

[ayumidah]

[lollymiah]

Charlie Manx and his beloved wraith.

[archivedjuice]

marvel's daredevil — 'a cold day in hell's kitchen' | 2.13

[crushermyheart]

Happy Valley / Series 2 / Episode 1

[joshhaden]

This out-of-context & unauthorized 2017 CD release of a 1981 Royce Hall concert recording lists my father on bass, saxophonist Harold Land, vibraphonist Bobby Hutcherson, pianist Victor Feldman, drummer Billy Higgins.

[rotfics]

casual sibling moment between my ocs charlie and kin. just a cute thing ykno (now on the right blog)

“Charlie, what are you doing?” Kin lifted up the little blanket fort her adopted sibling made.

“Wh-Th-HEY. WHY’D YOU-”

“You left your door unlocked and never came into the living room. All you do is mess around on your keyboard thing. Dredge made dinner.” Kin booped his forehead.

“And you haven’t been at band practice.”

Charlie groaned and fell backwards, Kin sitting next to them almost knowing what he was gonna say next. He grabbed his keytar.

“I like this thing a lot, but, like. I sort of think I wanna play the drums. ..Maybe I could play with you sometime? Your band is fu- Your band is my favorite.”

Kin pretended that didn’t just her off guard, but her voice cracked. She’d secretly hoped to play and practice with a sibling; Especially Charlie, since they wanted it the most.

“YeAhy- Yeah, you can do that. Uh, yeah. I’d love playing with you.”

“..Are you crying..?

“...No.”

Charlie laughed lightheartedly a little bit before yanking his sister into a hug, squeezing her tight. Kin wiped a tear with her free hand before hugging Charlie back.

“I love you.”

“Love you too.”

“...Seriously we gotta go downstairs and get some food or Dredge is gonna bitch at us for not eating.”

“Yer husband is weird.”

[frentique]

[j-august]

The death of the Buick driver had been nothing compared with this: human death in reality seems poor stuff to a devoted television watcher, but who amongst you, seasoned readers, has seen a Rolls Royce Silver Ghost die on its back? I was inexpressibly moved. Jock seemed to sense this in his rough way for he moved closer to me and uttered words of comfort. "It was insured full comprehensive, Mr Charlie," he said.

Kyril Bonfiglioli, Don't Point That Thing At Me

[1988-fiend]

@thornbushrose I WAS JUST THINKING IN MY HEAD HOW AWESOME IT WOULD BE TO HAVE MAHONEY BACK TOO 😭❤️😭❤️😭❤️

YES WE WONNNN

[pupsmailbox]

1980's ID PACK

NAMES︰ aaron. adam. adding addison. adrian. alex. alexis. ali. alyssa. amanda. amber. andie. andrea. andrews. andy. anne. annie. anthony. april. ashley. aubrey. audrey. babysitters: belinda. bill. billie. billy. blair. bobbie. bobby. bonnie. brad. brandi. brandy. bret. brett. brian. brianna. brittany. caitlin. carey. carla. carly. carol. cary. casey. charlie. chris. christie. christina. christine. christopher. cindy. clare. clarissa. claudia. cody. corey. cory. courtney. crystal. dan. dana. daniel. darrell. david. dawn. devon. drew. dustin. elliott. emily. emmett. eric. erica. erik. erika. fran. francis. frankie. georgie. gloria. greer. greg. harriet. harry. heather. hollis. holly. jackie. jamie. jason. jayme. jeffery. jennifer. jeremy. jessica. jessie. jody. joe. john.zach. jory. joseph. josh. joy. jules. justin. kelly. kevin. kim. kimberly. kit. kristen. kristy. kyle. landry. larissa. laura. lauren. lee. linden. lisa. loren. lou. lucas. lynn. mallory. maria. marie. mark. marlowe. mary matt. matthew. meaghan. megan. melanie. melissa. melody. merit. michael. michelle. mickey. mike. mikey. mindy. misty. mo. morgan. natalie. neil. nick. nicky. nicole. ollie. other ozzie. parker. patrick. paul. paula. paulie. polly. quinn. rachel. randall. randell. randy. rebecca. rees. reese. richard. rob. robbie. robert. rory. royce. ryan. sabrina. sam. sarah. scott. sean. seth. shannon. shea. shelby. skyler. stacey. stacy. stephanie. stephen. stevie. taylor. the tiffany. tim. todd. tonya. tracy. tyler. valerie. victoria. will. wyatt. xavier. zack.

PRONOUNS︰ arc/arcade. arcade/arcade. arcade/arcem. beam/beam. beep/beep. bling/bling. bo/booth. boom/box. bop/bop. bou/boutique. bright/bright. buzz/buzz. ca/car. cartoon/cartoon. cass/cassette. cassette/cassette. class/classic. color/color. cor/vette. dated/dated. dazzle/dazzle. dine/diner. disc/disc. disco/disco. elec/electric. flash/flash. gae/game. gli/glitch. glitter/glitter. glow/glow. jazz/jazz. juke/box. light/light. loud/loud. neon/neon. nostal/nostal. pac/man. par/parlor. pattern/pattern. phone/phone. pin/ball. po/pop. polybi/polybius. pop/pop. rain/rainbow. ret/retro. retro/retro. rock/roll. salon/salon. ska/skate. star/star. synth/wave. text/text. vin/vintage. vintage/vintage. vivid/vivid. walk/walkman. 🌈 . 🍭 . 👾 . 💥 . 🕹 . 🧩 .

[armandsbf]

“MY HEART WITHIN THE PIECES OF YOUR OWN”

INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE, SEASON ONE, EPISODE SIX

SUMMARY: A lot had unfolded since Claudia left that fateful day after Charlie’s death. Things had deteriorated between Louis, Lissette and Lestat, eventually leading to Lissette being turned into a vampire herself. When Claudia came back, begging Louis and Lissette to leave with her Lestat’s abandonment issues sparked and in his emotional distress, he hurt all three of them. Lissette’s heart broke, and three years later, he tries to make amends.

AN: hello! So this is the next part of Lissette’s story, as I said this will not be in chronological order, and this is the bit I was most inspired to write. Please read the summary for context and enjoy!

NEW ORLEANS, 1925

It had been months of precarious recovery before Lissette felt confident enough to go out. Even now, scars still peaked out from under her clothing. She found them shameful, proof that the person she'd loved the most had been willing to her for the mere idea that she'd choose to have her own life.

But tonight was good. Tonight was her, Claudia and Louis out for a walk on the town like they were a normal family. She felt happy for the first time in a long time, giggling and laughing as she hung off his arm.

"Emily Dickinson is not a vampire!" Louis cried playfully.

Claudia shook her head, utterly convinced of her own conspiracy. "How do you know?"

"She got a grave." He argued.

"So do you!" Said Claudia.

Lissette laughed. "She's got you there, daddy. But if anyone's gonna be a vampire, it simply must be Mary Shelley! She'd make a fabulous one."

"Oh, she would! I just know it!" Claudia agreed with a big smile on her face, leaning closer into her sisters side.

"It doesn't matter if she would or wouldn't cause you know what? She's not!" Louis chuckled.

"We'll see." Lissette sang sarcastically.

Then suddenly a car rolled up in front of them. The air felt very stiff and Lissette stumbled back a bit. She didn't know why or how, she just knew something was wrong.

She was right. Lestat stepped out of the car, nervous but trying his best to mask it with a smile. She couldn't look at him, keeping her head down as if the sound of his footsteps would deafen her. Louis and Claudia immediately stepped before her, forming a wall between her and her father.

She heard his voice for the first time in so long. "25 horsepower Rolls-Royce, six cylinder engine and a front end they call a coffin nose." His attempt at a joke fell flat. "Isn't that rich? This one's yours," he tossed the keys to Louis. "Mine's back at home, in blue."

But the silence continued. He so desperately wanted Lissette to look at him, talk to him, perhaps even let him hold her. His beautiful daughter he'd driven away so quickly, and had little to no chance of getting back. He'd try to earn her again until his dying day.

He cleared his throat nervously as he looked to her. "You...you don't like to drive, ma petit, so I have new sheet music and a piano of your own that I'll set up in your room back home. I do hope you like it, but of course if you should want anything else—" he cut himself off, seeing Lissette retreating into herself, her fingernails nervously scratching into the skin of her forearm. He gulped, knowing this nervous tick of hers. "I'm back in town. Permanently."

Claudia sized him up, red eyes looking him up and down. "Where you gone?"

"Across the river. In Algiers." He answered honestly. Lissette almost scoffed at that.

"You know who lives in Algiers." Her sister spoke into her mind.

"Louis, I don't know what possessed me that night." He was quick to explain, eyes trying their very best to be sincere but the blonde girl could no longer believe it. She knew those eyes, she had those eyes, and she knew all he wanted was to have them back in his control.

"Three years ago." Claudia clarified spitefully. "That night three years ago, he means."

"I was someone I don't want to be anymore. I've changed." Lestat's desperation was palpable. "Let me prove it to you. I'm nothing without you. I'm nothing without all of you." His eyes trailed from Louis to Lissette and then back to the ground. "If you want me to go away, just say so. I'll obey you. I'll leave your life forever." These words were entirely directed at Louis.

They were well aware that if Lissette tried to stray from him any longer, he wouldn't be so kind. He was her father, at the end of the day, and while his love for her was possessive and territorial, it was the love he felt most in the world.

But no one spoke.

"This silence is cruel." He said. "And you were never cruel, Louis."

Claudia was having none of it, taking her nails and digging them into the brand new paint job of the car, a harsh screeching sound following which made Lissette's ears hurt. She winced, but kept her eye trained on the ground.

They walked away, but one last desperate call came from the broken vampire. "Lissette!" He called out, this time more genuine. All three of them turned around, Louis and Claudia standing before her as if to protect her. It was silly, really, she was a vampire trained by Lestat himself, his perfect student, she didn't need their protection, but they knew she wouldn't harm her father. They just weren't sure if he would harm her.

He exhaled sadly. "I'll go. I will. If I can speak to Lissette."

"No." Claudia was quick to answer.

"I believe we should let her answer, Claudia." He snapped back. His hands were shaking, almost desperate to hold her in his arms. "Please." He begged.

Louis turned to his daughter, placing his hand on her soft cheek. His expression was questioning, asking her if she felt ready to speak to him. His love for her ran so deep that no matter what she said, it would sound like glory to his ears.

Claudia on the other hand stared at him with full hatred, refusing to allow him any closer to her sister.

But Lissette felt conflicted, her eyes full of pain but also longing. She didn't want Lestat, she wanted her papa.

She nodded.

Louis stepped out of the way as she walked towards him, but the other vampiress took hold of her forearm gently and held her. "Ettie." She warned.

She smiled sadly. "It's alright, Dia."

Still unsure, Claudia let go of her arm.

She stood directly before her father, whose face was full of relief. He looked at her like he'd looked at her before, like he'd always look at her, like she was a part of him. "My lovely girl." He breathed. "Y-you look well. You look beautiful, truthfully."

But she didn't say anything. She couldn't get the words out.

He continued. "I'm sorry. For everything. I hope you know that." He said. "Hurting you was a mistake, hurting all of you was a mistake."

He waited for her to reply desperately, like a dog at the door waiting to be fed. He looked behind her to see that Louis still refused to meet his eyes and Claudia was still staring him down. "Perhaps we can take a walk. Just the two of us."

"No." Louis spoke for the first time. "I'm not leaving her with you."

He seemed taken aback that he'd ever said a word to him, but was quick to reply. "She's my daughter." She's mine, he meant to say. "I won't hurt her."

"You said that last time." Claudia argued.

"Alright." Said Lissette.

The energy shifted. Lestat was shocked, but ecstatic. Her other family members were shocked and horribly worried.

Louis shook his head. "Baby, you don't have to—"

"I know, daddy." She nodded. She kissed his cheek and smiled slightly. "I'll be alright. It's just a walk." She hoped it was just a walk.

Her sister was much more concerned. "You don't have to deal with him anymore. Let's go home."

She shook her head. "A walk. I'll be home soon, don't worry about me." She kissed her cheek too for good measure. She looked to Lestat. "Park your car, and let's go. I won't suffer your company for long." She still loved his company.

He sped back to the car and went to park, meanwhile Lissette turned to the two others and giving them a nod. With concerned looks, they both walked away.

Lestat was back in front of her in a flash and she flinched unintentionally. His eyes grew sorrowful, his mouth opening to speak but being unable to get the words out. Was she afraid of him now? His heart clenched at the idea.

He cleared his throat. "Shall we?" He held his arm out but she didn't take it, instead she started walking.

A silence continued between them until he broke it again. "You know, it hasn't been the same without you. I confess I miss your rambling. And the sound of someone other than me playing the piano."

"You said you'd put one in my room?" She asked, stone faced.

He nodded eagerly. "Yes, mon ange. It's lovely. Now you have your privacy when you play."

As if she was moving back in with him.

"Hm." She hummed. "The house is still throughly damaged, I presume you know this?"

He paused at that. "Yes, yes it is. But it's fixable! I promise." He continued.

"I've learned not to trust your promises, Lestat." She spat.

He stopped in his tracks. Lestat? He wasn't a stranger to her, he was her father, her papa. Had he broken every bond between them that night three years ago? No, no it wasn't possible.

"Don't." He said. "Please, don't." He turned to her, and they were standing face to face. He reached out to touch her cheek but she flinched away again subconsciously. "How can I fix this? Tell me and I shall do it."

"You can't."

"I can." He insisted. "I can, and I will. Lissette, you are...you are everything to me."

"You hurt me."

"I love you."

That word had new meaning.

She sniffled slightly, not noticing red tears building up in her eyes. "There's nothing more to say to you." He tried to touch her again but she just moved away. "Stop."

He looked to the ground and then away from her, trying not to get emotional himself. "Lissette, I can't fix it if you don't tell me how. We always talked to each other, about everything. This doesn't have to be any different."

"But it is." She scoffed. "That was before, not now. I can't talk to you now." A tear fell down her cheek. "I don't feel safe with you, Lestat." She confessed. "I'm afraid."

Her home, her haven, had become a cavern of fear and unsureness. She loved him, so much, but it his love was no longer safe.

The words hit him like a bullet to the chest. His daughter, his girl, his salvation was afraid of him. His heart broke. He just wanted to hold her, to touch her gently and make her feel at home, but he was no longer capable of that in her eyes. No longer could he protect her from the monsters, he was the monster.

"Please don't say that." He begged. "Come with me tonight."

She shook her head. "No."

"Or tomorrow. Or the day after. Whenever you want to, whenever you can. A-and you can scream and cry and kick and hit me if you wish, I won't fight back, I'll take it all. I will be the vessel for your anger and I'll be grateful for it." His rambling was brutally honest, like he was ready to become her punching bag if that meant having her back, having her touch him, even if it hurt.

She shook her head. "Goodnight, Lestat." She turned on her heel, and began to walk away.

"One night!" He called out. "Just one. My door is always open, our door is always open. I'll wait every night, I swear it!" He only watched her walk away. "I love you, Lissette."

I love you too, but it would be years before he heard those words from her again.

[crushermyheart]

Happy Valley / Series 1 / Episode 4

[laura1633]

It’s coming to the end of the season and I feel like we are getting lots more Lestappen content but I was thinking about the year as a whole and whilst we didn’t get many on track battles there was actually quite a lot going on this year. 

Off the top of my head…(and sorry if I have some of this wrong, I am just thinking out loud)

Bahrain - Max and Charles looking at each other like lovesick teenagers in the press conference. Hopefully you know the look I mean. - the one where Max is staring at Charles and Charles catches him staring and they both look away and smile. 

Baku - Max is going off at George and looks furious but instantly starts smiling the second he goes to congratulate Charles and Charles winks at him. 

Baku - Max showing Charles a picture on his phone and Charles leaning right into him 

Baku - Charles sitting in Checo’s chair because he’s too busy talking to Max to notice and then going and standing in Max’s podium spot and Max being completely fine with that.

Monaco - Max chasing after Charles to tell him he liked his special race suit.

Zandvoort - Charles checking Max out when he didn’t realise he was filming for Mclaren and thought he was just looking at his phone. 

Monza - they are too busy having their little debrief after qualifying and walk off in the wrong direction together and someone has to come and get them (I think this was Monza because I seem to remember Charles having that yellow and red suit on but I could be wrong)

Monza - Charles telling the crowd not to boo Max. 

Qatar - Max winning the WDC and Charles literally jumping out of his car so quickly to congratulate him that his engineer was still talking to him on the radio and wondering where he went.

Padel - The fact they actually did hang out away from the track and played padel.

Brazil - Max being too busy talking to Charles to start his actual interview and then the two of them chatting away in the background as Lance was interviewed.

Brazil - The whole ‘Charlie’ video and the fact that Charles walked passed everyone to go and chat with Max.

Las Vegas - Max bringing Charles into his interview in the press pen and the two of them looking so happy together. 

Las Vegas - Max apologising for the turn 1 incident and the little arm touches, Charles’ concern when he thought Max wasn’t going to be able to get in the Rolls Royce and then the two of them chatting away.

Las Vegas - After Max mentioning the inchident multiple times on twitch streams and doing the inchident thing on tiktok he finally got to say ‘inchident’ in front of Charles. Also the two of them reminiscing about growing up together and karting. 

Social Media stuff - Max getting excited recounting the story about Charles streaming and Charlotte having to buy a subscription to his account to ask him to let her into the apartment. Charles liking Lestappen edits of the sunrise/storm laps. Charles including a picture of Max on one of his insta stories. 

And then, on top of all that we have had numerous photos of other drivers looking like third wheels around them and the two of them chatting away together in press conferences like nobody else matters. 

I think there is actually lots more, maybe I need to put together a load of photos or something at some point but this year has been full of Lestappen. Hopefully next year we get lots of on track stuff too.