#goodbye piccadilly

[coffee4harper]

Torchwood audio - #22 Goodbye Piccadilly

[ultimate-torchwood-monthly]

Series 4 consists of

1. The Death of Captain Jack

2. The Last Beacon

3. We Always Get Out Alive

4. Goodbye Piccadilly

5. Instant Karma

6. Deadbeat Escape

Series 4 will consist of 15 polls, pitting each of the audios up against each other. They will be released on May 31st, staggered throughout the day, and will run for a week.

[doctorwhoisadhd]

if i had a nickel for every big finish audio where an 8th doctor companion time traveled to the mid 1900s and a gangster with alien weaponry hatecrimed a gay man with a name that a drag queen would use. i would have 2 nickels. which isnt a lot but its weird that its happened twice.

[siddhigirls]

casual

pairing: jude bellingham x afab!reader

warnings: angsty

jude puts on his shirt while you sit with your knees to your chest. you and jude have been messing around for a few months in secret. “goodbye y/n, i’ll call you later” he says kissing your forehead, you didn’t even say bye back.

—

“jude.. i really like you. i’ve been liking since i’ve first met you when we were teenagers.” you finally admitted, he said nothing back. “say something..” you say slightly embarrassed.

“i like you back.. but i’m not ready for a relationship” he lied through his teeth. jude was always attracted to you, physically but he was never a relationship guy ever since his ex cheated on him. “i can’t be in a relationship but we can do relationship stuff..” he says looking away, you wanted him so bad, even if it meant he can’t be yours, at least you could have his affection. you agreed. ever since that night your friendship was broken. every time you guys hung out, it ended with both of you guys, kissing, intimately holding each other.

you always knew jude was a heart throb with all his fans, it physically hurt you to watch him get all this attention, you were once posted on his instagram and his little bereals but everything of you on his instagram was taken down and you guys rarely even hangout without it ending up sexual.

—

you and jude’s parents were always close and his parents always loved you. they invited you for dinner just to catch up but, as always, jude fucked you in the bathroom, although you didn’t really want him to fuck you the way he does, he fucks you because he wants to, not because he’s in love with you. in the back of his mind he has other girls lined up. you guys went to the dinner table and you were oddly quiet, although you spoke when spoken to.

why are you so bitter rn? lighten up baby

the text made you straighten up and changed your demeanour for the rest of the night.

‘anything for him’ you thought to yourself

—

jobe, jude’s little brother called you. he always loved you and thought you were the right girl for jude, he often talked sense to jude but jude turned a blind eye to it.

jude wiped his mouth after eating you out, this was the first time you guys ever did something so intimate, “just casual?” jude says

“i know baby, no attachment”

—

you were done, you’ve been draining yourself for months and months just to make jude happy, he was your first everything. so, every time he texted you, you ignored him.

he took advantage of how much he liked you, and you’d never think he would do something like that.

hey, can i come thru?

miss u

why r u ignoring me

mate wtf

read 21:33

you shut off your phone, you were relaxing in your silk pyjamas, scrolling mindlessly on tiktok.

you heard a knock at your door, despite it being really late you recognized that specific knock. you opened the door to face jude, you looked at him with no expression, jude was always really bold and vocal so instead of saying something he pushed you out the way to let himself in your loft. he was watching the window looking at piccadilly circus, watching the rain hit your windows. you sat down on your couch and he follows. the silence was thick, you don’t even wanna look at him because of how embarrassed you were. “what’s wrong baby..” he says softly, moving closer to you. you wanted to touch him so bad but you held back. he started kissing your shoulders and neck as he tries to take off your shirt. “no..” you say pushing him off.

“what did i do?” he exclaimed “im tired of you stepping all over me jude. i need you to leave” he left without a pause, didn’t even try fighting for you but that just shows you that he doesn’t deserve you.

present

it was new year’s eve. you haven’t spoken to jude since that moment where you didn’t have sex with him, you stood up for yourself and he didn’t expect it. your instagram wasn’t that big so every time you posted on your story you saw him lurking. he was still watching you from far, scoping out when he could contact you.

you could care less about what he does, you deleted everything that was associated with him. during your healing stages you missed him so much to the point where you’ve completely stopped watching football. his brother often messages you trying to see if you were good, even as going as far as calling his own blood a complete dumbass, but your heart was so heavy and full of love that you told him to not speak ill of his older brother.

his parents were well aware about what happened between you and jude, and it was safe to say they were on your side but understandably kept their distance because they still want to have loyalty for their son.

you were on a date with another guy and you were both sitting inside of an italian restaurant in front of the window with the view of the street, you were in the heart of london, giggling and sharing a bottle of wine. his smile bringing butterflies to your stomach, you haven’t felt like this in so long. the streets were filled with drunk, and loud people, it was a minute till count down so you and your date got up and went to the bar to celebrate the new year with a kiss.

3..

2…

1…

you and your dates lips touch as you melt into his embrace, you forgot about everything bad in the past year. the kiss was short yet so passionate, you pulled away looking into his eyes and you felt a pair of eyes burning into your skull, you look across the room; your stomach dropping with a pair of familiar eyes looking at you with disbelief. you turn away bringing your date back to your table.

jude was hurt, you moved on to better things meanwhile he was left in the dark, he had no one else to blame but himself.

[adventures-in-mangaland]

I'm going with 10 All Time Classics from the Captain America (MCU) fandom. I mean, they're all classics to me, at least. In no particular order:

1. This, You Protect by owlet

First installment in the Infinite Coffee and Protection Detail series, which are all amazing. It's a “Bucky escaping Hydra and rebuilding his sense of self” fic, which he does while spying on Steve. With eventual Avengers Family and a lovely cast of OCs bonding with Bucky in the meantime. It has a very distinctive perspective and writing style; Bucky's in constant internal (and sometimes accidentally external) dialogue with himself, making it hilarious and tragic all at the same time. I love it. I've recently been getting into The Murderbot Diaries by Martha Wells and this Bucky has a similar sassy-but-vulnerable vibe? Read this if you like that, anyway.

2. The One Who Knows by Dira Sudis (dsudis)

This is a Political Animals AU, in that no-powers Steve is inserted into the Political Animals world and Bucky is TJ. Discusses being outed and depression but is ultimately hopeful. The author is one of my all time faves and has written lots of great stories for this and many other fandoms.

3. Blue Scales by chaya

Steve is a merman AU. He's still Captain America, though. It's crack with heart, I love it.

Best line: "May your scales and your love story be our weird secret forever.”

4. Our Lingering Frost by eyres

AU where Bucky is rescued from Hydra in the 50s (?) and so is around for Steve to be found.

5. Assets Out of Containment by follow_the_sun

It's a classic to *me*, OK? Bucky goes undercover at Jurassic World just as that movie's plot kicks off. They're Hydra dinosaurs! It's just great. Also has a podfic and crossovers with Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.

6. Not Easily Conquered (series) by dropdeaddream and WhatAreFears

Some of the greatest fanfiction I've ever read, the whole series is epic. Anyway, it's a "Steve doesn't go into the ice" AU with added queer angst when (never sent) love letters from Bucky resurface. I particularly like the second installment in the series The Thirteen Letters, which are just Bucky's letters and are insanely well-written.

7. to memory now I can't recall by Etharei

Time travel AU! Featuring post-CATWS Bucky accidentally switching places with CATFA era Bucky.

8. If Wishing Made It So by Leveragehunters (Monkeygreen)

Genie!Bucky AU! This author is great at writing AUs with fantasy/genre elements, it was hard to choose. They've also written an excellent werewolf!Steve AU and a horse!Steve AU that I really love.

9. Into That Good Night by Nonymos

An Interstellar AU! Very angsty and tragic but with an eventual happy ending.

10. Goodbye Piccadilly, Farewell Leicester Square by Speranza

Speranza must be one of the best writers in the fandom, so it was hard to pick just one of their fics. Other strong contenders were All the Angels and the Saints and The Fifties, so check those out too! But this one has a special place in my heart. Steve, Tony and Natasha accidentally time travel to WW2 London, leading to an accidental run-in with CATFA-era Bucky. The author does tragic and romantic time travel tropes so well, but with a happy ending.

I now realise that most of these are AUs, so here’s a bonus rec for a non-AU in-universe story that’s severely underrated and deserves more love:

+1

Heart, Have No Pity on this House of Bone by Sena

This story follows Bucky in-action in the Pacific Theatre. It’s very well written and, from what I can tell, well researched. Steve only appears in Bucky’s imagination and the story focuses on the horrors of war rather than romance, but it’s gripping! And it explores unrequited love, being closeted and period-typical homophobia, which I also enjoyed. I’m still holding out hope for a sequel.

[project-sekai-facts]

how many producers have gotten a commissioned song for the game before they got a cover/vs only song? (like guiano was commissioned for i am, we are before superhero was added, for example)

quite a lot of them actually!

kemu (SEKAI -> Roku-chou Nen to Ichiya Monogatari)

Mitchie M (Wah Wah World/Idol Shin'eitai -> Viva Happy)*

PinocchioP (Sekai wa Mada Hajimatte sura Inai -> Aisarenakute mo Kimi ga Iru)

syudou (Jackpot Sad Girl -> Bitter Choco Decoration)

R Sound Design (Forward -> Teikoku Shoujo)

YASUHIRO (once upon a dream -> Odore Orchestra)

DIVELA (Tenshi no Clover -> METEOR)

aqu3ra (icedrop -> Lonely Universe)

*Luna (Ryuusei no Pulse -> Attract Light)

Picon (Saisei -> Garando)

HarryP (STAGE OF SEKAI -> Deichuu ni Saku)

Kujira (Aoiro Enogu -> Kinmokusei)

Chinozo (Flyer! -> Goodbye Sengen)

Nanahoshi Kangengakudan (Parasol Cider -> Batsubyou)

Shishi Shishi (Utsuro wo Aogu -> Taemanaku Aiiro)

Heavenz (Float Planner -> Sore ga Anata no Shiawase to Shite mo)

Guiano (Watashi wa, Watashitachi wa -> Superhero)

iyowa (Momoiro no Kagi -> Kyuukurarin)

Hiiragi Magnetite (Realize -> Marshall Maxmizer)

picco (Tokimeki Jet Coaster -> Mousou Aspartame)

Kashii Moimi (LEADER -> Garnet no Namida)**

Niki (Rekka -> WAVE)

*these songs were added in very close proximity and were possibly recorded in the reverse order to release

**the songs were added to the game in reverse order but LEADER was released on SEKAI NOTE vol.1 months before Garnet no Namida was implemented

mafumafu, Police Piccadilly, 21SeikiP, Karasuyasabou, Kasamura Toota, Polypho, jon-YAKITORY, fullkawa honpo, HoneyWorks, buzzG, Haruka Ryo, Mizuno Atsu, Peg, Yairi, Mashima Yulo, Hifumi, Ukaroku, MuryokuP, Live-P, Sohbana, Hirata Yoshihisa, Wataru Sena, Sheeno Mirin, Sodeno Arawa, MaikiP, Komedawara, Haruno, Aoki Gou, and Ishifuro don't have any songs other than commissions in the game, so if cover/vocaloid songs by them are ever added you can put them on the list.

[tulpenzahn]

Hey, I'm searching for a Stucky fanfic.

In it the Avengers are fighting in an airport when a portal to the past opens.

Steve jumps through to save Bucky, but realizes that he can't change the past.

But he tells Bucky to meet him in an idyllic English town should he ever get lost.

When he returns to the present he visits that town and finds Bucky, who remembered his instruction even through his winter soldier conditioning.

Pretty please and thank you.

Edit

So, I don't know the etiquette but I just wanted to let you know that you guys found it post-haste.

God, I love the internet. And I love this short and sweet fic, enjoy!

"Goodbye Piccadilly, Farewell Leicester Square" by Speranza

https://archiveofourown.org/works/1926288

[the-torchwood-archive]

Torchwood Timeline (May 2024)

This is my canon timeline for the Torchwood TV stories, novels, and audio productions. It's fairly similar to the wiki timeline with a few small tweaks. It's also completely spoiler free, unlike the wiki timeline.

Some entries have firm dates, some have months, some have general decades, so I've tried my hardest to fit them into where I feel they fit. If anyone spots anything that I've missed or sees any glaring problems let me know and I'll try to suss it out. New stories will be added as they are released.

1879:

TV: Tooth And Claw

1885:

Torchwood Cardiff is founded

December 24th 1894:

Audio: The Empire Man

1897:

Audio: Infidel Places

1898:

Audio: Save Our Souls

December 24th 1898:

Audio: The Crown

1899:

Scenes from TV: Fragments

Jack joins Torchwood

May 17th 1899

Audio: The Victorian Age

1908:

Torchwood Glasgow is founded

1915

Audio: What Have I Done

Post TV: COE Day 5 in Jack’s timeline

1940s:

Audio: Curios

Audio: The Dying Room

1953

Norton Folgate projects himself to 2016 for Audio: Ghost Mission

1955:

Norton Folgate is projected to 2009 for Audio: Outbreak

1956-1959:

Audio: Goodbye Piccadilly

Audio: Madam, I’m

Audio: Parasite

Audio: Ashenden

Audio: The Unbegotten

Audio: The Black Knight

1965:

Scenes from TV: Children Of Earth Day Four

First contact with the 456

1970s:

Audio: The Dollhouse

1973:

Audio: Double

Torchwood Los Angeles severs all ties

1978:

Audio: Dead Plates

1980:

Scenes from Prose: Trace Memory

Toshiko’s scenes

16th-22nd August 1987:

Past scenes from Audio: Disco

1999:

Alex Hopkins kills his team and Jack Harkness becomes head of Torchwood Cardiff

2000-2004:

Audio: Piece Of Mind

Ben Brown hired by Jack Harkness

Suzie Costello hired by Jack Harkness

Ben Brown deceased

2001-2004:

Scenes from Prose: Trace Memory

Owen’s scenes

2004:

Scenes from TV: Fragments

Toshiko’s scenes

Late 2004:

Audio: Blind Summit

Ianto returns to Wales

Audio: Suckers

February 2005:

Ianto is hired by Torchwood London as Junior Researcher

Scenes from Prose: Trace Memory

Ianto’s scenes

26th March 2005:

Audio: One Rule

Ianto is working as Yvonne’s PA

2005:

Audio: The Last Love Song Of Suzie Costello

Audio: Tube Strike

Audio: New Girl

Audio: Through The Ruins

Audio: Uprising

Audio: My Guest Tonight

Audio: Lola

Audio: Less Majesty

Audio: The Law Machines

Audio: 9 To 5

Sebastian Vaughn hired at Torchwood Three

Audio: The Vigil

Late 2005:

Scenes from TV: Fragments

Owen’s scenes

March 2006:

Owen Harper is recruited into Torchwood Cardiff

TV: Aliens Of London

April-September 2006:

Audio: Sync

September 2006:

TV: Boom Town

Jack confines the team to the Hub

September-December 2006:

Audio: Wednesdays For Beginners

Audio: Crush

Audio: Retirement Plan

29th November 2006:

Audio: Moving Target

January-Feburary 2007:

Audio: Locker 15

Audio: Dinner For Yvonne

Present day scenes from Audio: Disco

Audio: By Royal Appointment

Audio: Nerves

Audio: The Rockery

February-March 2007:

TV: Doomsday

TV: Army Of Ghosts

Scenes from TV: Fragments

Ianto joins Torchwood Cardiff

Audio: War Chest

February 2007-September 2009:

Audio: Coffee

Scenes take place between TV: Army Of Ghosts and TV: Children Of Earth Day Five

August-November 2007:

TV: Everything Changes

TV: Day One

TV: Ghost Machine

Prose: Another Life

Prose: Slow Decay

TV: Cyberwoman

Audio: Broken

Scenes take place between TV: Cyberwoman and TV: They Keep Killing Suzie

TV: Small Worlds

TV: Countrycide

Audio: The Great Sontaran War

TV: Greeks Baring Gifts

Audio: Restricted Items Archive Entires 031-049

Audio: Instant Karma

Audio: Ex Machina

Audio: Drive

November 2007:

TV: They Keep Killing Suzie

November-December 2007:

TV: Random Shoes

Audio: The Last Beacon

Audio: The Conspiracy

Audio: Fall To Earth

Audio: Uncanny Valley

Early events of Audio: The Office Of Never Was

18th-26th December 2007

TV: Out Of Time

Audio: The Grey Mare

December 2007-Janurary 2008:

Audio: SUV

Audio: Missing Molly

TV: Combat

Audio: Hidden

TV: Captain Jack Harkness

TV: End Of Days

January-May 2008:

Audio: Zone 10

Audio: Lease Of Life

February 2008:

Prose: Kaleidoscope

14th February 2008:

Audio: Dinner And A Show

February-August 2008:

Audio: Sigil

May 2008:

Torchwood goes to Tibet

Jack returns to Cardiff after TYTNW

TV: Kiss Kiss, Bang Bang

TV: Sleeper

Audio: Serenity

20th June 2008:

TV: To The Last Man

June-July 2008:

Prose: Something In The Water

Audio: Everyone Says Hello

Prose: Trace Memory

TV: Meat

29th June 2008:

Audio: The Lincolnshire Poacher

July-August 2008:

Audio: torchwood_cascade_CDRIP.tor

Audio The Office Of Never Was

Audio: In The Shaodws

TV: Adam

Audio: Tropical Beach Sounds And Other Relaxing Seascapes #4

August 2008:

Prose: The Twilight Streets

August-October 2008:

TV: Reset

TV: Dead Man Walking

TV: A Day In The Death

August-December 2008:

Audio: Corpse Day

Audio: The Hope

Audio: The Three Monkeys

Audio: Gooseberry

31st October 2008:

Prose: Pack Animals

November-December 2008:

TV: Something Borrowed

Prose: Skypoint

TV: From Out Of The Rain

TV: Adrift

Audio: Believe

TV: Fragments

TV: Exit Wounds

Audio: Expectant

Prose: Into The Silence

Audio: Lost Souls

January-February 2009:

Prose: Bay Of The Dead

Prose: The House That Jack Built

Prose: Almost Perfect

Audio: Department X

February 2009:

Audio: Ghost Train

May-September 2009:

Audio: Dissected

Audio: Rhys And Ianto’s Excellent Barbeque

TV: The Stolen Earth

TV: Journey’s End

Audio: The Sin Eaters

Prose: The Wrong Hands

Prose: Virus

Audio: Asylum

Audio: Golden Age

Prose: Consequences

Audio: The Dead Line

Prose: Risk Assessment

Prose: The Undertaker’s Gift

Audio: The Devil And Miss Carew

Audio: Submission

Audio: Outbreak

September 2009:

TV: Children Of Earth Day One

TV: Children Of Earth Day Two

TV: Children Of Earth Day Three

TV: Children Of Earth Day Four

TV: Children Of Earth Day Five

Late 2009:

Prose: Long Time Dead

March 2010:

Audio: House Of The Dead

Events of TV: The End Of Time and Audio: One Enchanted Evening in Jack’s timeline

March-June 2010:

Prose: First Born

June 2010:

Prose: The Men Who Sold The World

October 2010:

Audio: Poppet

18th-21st March 2011:

TV: The New World

22nd March 2011:

TV: Rendition

March-July 2011:

TV: Dead Of Night

TV: Escape To LA

TV: Categories Of Life

TV: The Middle Men

TV: Immortal Sins

TV: End Of The Road

September 2011:

TV: The Gathering

TV: The Blood Line

September-December 2011:

Audio: Army of One

Audio: Fallout

Audio: Red Skies

Audio: Mr Invincible

2012:

Prose: Exodus Code

Audio: Cadoc Point

November-December 2012:

Audio: Dog Hop

Late 2016

Audio: Forgotten Lives

Audio: Visiting Hours

Audio: More Than This

Audio: Ghost Mission

Audio: Made You Look

January-June 2017:

Mr Colchester joins a rebuilt Torchwood

Audio: We Always Get Out Alive

Audio: Night Of The Fendahl

Audio: Smashed

Ng joins Torchwood after this point

Audio: Driving Miss Wells

Audio: Sonny

Audio: Changes Everything

Audio: Aliens & Sex & Chips & Gravy

Audio: Oor

Audio: Superiority Complex

Audio: Love Rat

Audio: A Kill To A View

June 2017-October 2018:

Audio: Zero Hour

Audio: The Empty Hand

Audio: Poker Face

Audio: Tagged

Audio: Escape Room

Audio: Herald Of The Dawn

Audio: Future Pain

2017-2018:

Audio: The Man Who Destroyed Torchwood

Takes place between TV: Superiority Complex and TV: Herald Of The Dawn

October 2018:

Audio: Cardiff Unknown – October 2018

October-December 2018:

Audio: See No Evil

Audio: Night Watch

Audio: Flight 405

Audio: Hostile Environment

Audio: The Green Life

Audio: Sargasso

Audio: Another Man’s Shoes

Audio: Eye Of The Storm

January-March 2019:

Audio: A Mother’s Son

March-August 2019:

Audio: Scrapejane

Audio: Day Zero

Audio: Thoughts And Prayers

Audio: Red Base

Audio: Aliens Next Door

Audio: Colin Alone

August 2019:

Audio: Misty Eyes

2021:

Audio: Goodbye Piccadilly, Audio: Ashenden, and Audio: The Unbegotten for Andy’s POV

Early 2022:

Audio: The Red List

2022:

Audio: Moderation

Audio: Propaganda

Audio: At Her Majesty’s Pleasure

Audio: Cuckoo

Audio: Pariahs

Audio: How I Conquered The World

Audio: The Five People You Kill In Middlesborough

Audio: A Postcard From Mr Colchester

Audio: Death In Venice

February 2023:

Audio: Doomscroll

2023:

Audio: Heistland

Audio: The Apocalypse Starts At 6PM

Audio: Thirst Trap

Audio: Another Postcard From Mr Colchester

Audio: Sabotage

Amendments/Additions:

Feb 2024: Moved Audio: The Vigil from 2007 to 2005

April 2024: Added Audio:Another Postcard From Mr Colchester and Audio: Sabotage to 2023

April 2024: Added Audio: Tube Strike to early 2005

April 2024: Added Audio: Missing Molly to early 2008

May 2024: Moved Audio: Wednesdays For Beginners, Audio: Crush, Audio: Retirement Plan from 2007 to 2006

May 2024: Added Audio: Dinner For Yvonne, Audio: By Royal Appointment and Audio: Nerves to January-February 2007

May 2024: Added Audio: Disco to August 1978 and January-February 2007

May 2024: Moved Audio: Hidden from November-December 2007 to December 2007-Janurary 2008:

[morbidology]

Martin Allen was a 15-year-old boy living in Kensington, London. He had grown up in a council flat before his father was employed as a chauffeur to the Australian High Commissioner. This new career meant that the young family could move to a cottage in the grounds of the Australian High Commission in the prosperous Kensington area.

It was the 5th of November, 1979, and Martin was travelling home from Central Foundation Grammar School on the London Underground. The last time anybody saw Martin was at King’s Cross station at around 3:50PM when he said goodbye to one of his school friends. Afterwards, he walked into the short tunneled passageway that leads to the west-bound Piccadilly Line train that would take him towards his home. Some reports would later say Martin’s brother saw him at home at around 5PM before he headed straight back out.

What’s known, however, is that Martin disappeared at some point during this day.

Within days of his disappearance, the police launched a major enquiry. A witness came forward to say that they had seen a suspicious man accompanying a boy that looked like Martin at the Gloucester Road underground station at around 4:15PM. The witness said that the man had his arm around the teenage boy who appeared to be distressed.

Afterwards, he saw the two board a West-bound train at the tube station despite the fact this station was the one closest to Martin’s home. He described the strange man as around 6 feet tall, in his 30s, well built and wearing a denim jacket. The witness heard the man tell the boy: “Don’t try to run.” Following the witness coming forward, an investigation found five other witnesses who saw the blonde man and boy.

Despite an exhaustive search, the man was never identified.

Early on in the investigation, Martin’s brother alleged that the detective told his family that there were “high-up people involved” in his disappearance and that they should stop looking for Martin and “not take it further because someone will get hurt.” Over the years, theories have abounded.

In 1998, police found a shrine to Martin in the house of an alleged pedophile who had a headstone engraved “In Memory of Martin Allen.” No evidence could tie him to the disappearance, however. At one point, police questioned serial killer Dennis Nilsen but again, no evidence could link him to the disappearance. There was even some speculation that Martin was abducted and murdered by a local pedophile ring, operating out of a local hotel.

To this date, the whereabouts of Martin Allen remains a mystery. Both his parents have passed away without knowing what happened to their son.

[helenadurazzo]

Glenna Golding Headcanons

Here are some of my head canons and interpretations for Glenna Golding. I probably forgot some and I am still trying to figure her out, so let me know if you want more or have any questions about my version of her.

Glenna Merriweather was born in 1959 to Tiburon Merriweather and Isla Barrett, to Tiburon’s delight she showed an ability for magic at a young age. She also had a squib sister named Bridget who was sixteen years older than her

As a young child Glenna was primarily cared for by her mother and older sister who she was quite attached to. However, Glenna lost her mother when she was three years old and her sister left Hogsmeade a year later. Following that she was primarily raised by her father and her stepmother, Mirtha Quigley

Glenna grew up in Hogsmeade and adored exploring the village and the people there. She was always closer to her father than to her stepmother but got along with Mirtha for the most part. Although she did notice Mirtha’s prejudices for people who were not of a proper blood status

Morven Merriweather claims that one of the greatest traits of the Merriweather Family is their courage. As such, many of their members end up in Gryffindor house, and Glenna is one of them and close in age to the Marauders and Lily Evans. However, if she was not a Gryffindor she likely would have been a Ravenclaw.

Glenna’s favorite class is charms enjoy learning various spells and how they can be applied. Meanwhile, her least favorite class is transfiguration, she always found the class difficult and barely passed every year often due to a transfiguration mishap

After Hogwarts she got a career at the Muggle Worthy Excuse Committee. Having a wild imagination and a creative spirit. However a lot of her ideas were typically shut down for being too dramatic. While she did understand why some were shut down, she did wish some of her more creative ideas were considered to prevent bland headlines

Working at the Ministry gave her an excuse to explore London whenever she wasn’t busy with work. One of her favorite things to do in the city was visit bookshops, particularly muggle ones. One day, she read ‘The Long Goodbye’ and ever since then, she developed a passion for old muggle mystery novels.

Her wanderings also occurred at the Ministry of Magic. One of them brought her to the Department of Mysteries who were not pleased by her preference. She was escorted back to level 3 of the Ministry by Aurelia Hearst and to the boss of her entire department, Nicolas Hearst, the woman’s husband. Glenna was surprised to the present day that she didn’t end up fired after that.

She met Shane Golding when he was brought in for questioning about performing Magic at the Piccadilly Circus. While she acted professional in that moment she did quickly develop feelings for him and she asked him out on a date to the Leaky Cauldron where the two learned more about each other.

Shane gifted his wife a black and white kneazle on their first Christmas together following their marriage. Being a fan of muggle detective novels, she named the kneazle Marlowe.

A year after her father’s death, Glenna gave birth to a son whom she and Shane named Nyle Golding. A few years later they learned that he was a squib, a fact that Glenna and Shane accepted and read muggle books to help him. However, Glenna’s stepmother who still lived with them in the Merriweather house expressed her prejudiced beliefs which angered Glenna and give her stepmother an ultimatum, accept Nyle and what she and Glenna want for him, or leave, Mirtha chose the latter.

Shane’s death hit Glenna hard and she went into a long period of grief. Glenna quit her job at the ministry needing a break and change of pace. She primarily stayed at Hogsmeade not talking with as much people as she used to. She also avoided Madam Puddifoots since it reminds her of love and romance which in turn reminded her of Shane.

Glenna never gave up on trying to find a chance to reunite with her older sister, believing they would meet again one day. Especially since she was so close to getting the chance when she was twenty but her sister never came for the funeral of the postmaster at Hogsmeade like deceased postmaster’s colleague believed she would. In turn, when Glenna saw the chance at finding a girl who could possibly be her sister’s granddaughter, she took it.

[lieutenantfloyd]

General headcanons — Kyle "Gaz" Garrick

Pairing: None

Summary: Some general headcanons I have about Gaz

Warnings: Mentions of Death, PTSD, pregnancy, and mental illness

notes: This is somewhat of a sequel to this post I made last year, except solely about Gaz. Soon I hope to post some romantic headcanons for the guys :)

Grew up in London

Has four older sisters and was raised by a single mother

His dad passed away when he was young and he never really got to know his dad's side of the family

Spent most of the week at his grandparent's house because his mom worked a lot

His sisters used to dress him up in dresses, do his makeup, etc and

Is very secure in his masculinity + feminine expression as a result

Prefers rugby to soccer

Worked odd construction jobs from the age of 13 until he enlisted

His dad was Jamaican and his mom is white British

Has a Pinterest where he saves nothing but outfit ideas and recipes for snacks to share with the 141

Is the deepest sleeper ever

Loves caramel and chocolate together

His favorite sweet is an Aero peppermint chocolate bar

Is a great dancer + often goes to dance studios

Also wishes he had the time to join an actual dance crew

His civilian clothes are 98% Nike tech

Even though he isn’t close with his dad’s side of the family, he wants to go to Jamaica and see where his family is from

Had a pregnancy scare with his gf when he was 18

The experience made him realize that while he definitely wants kids, he only wants them if he was out of the military and could be there for them every day.

Is annoyingly good at battle royale and shooter type games, despite the fact that he far prefers cozier games like Breathe of the Wild or Pokemon

Very nearly became a medic

Is a fantastic gift giver

Prefers to sleep on the couch instead of in bed

Always says goodbye with a hug

Collects figurines, lego sets, and hot wheels.

The duvet on his bed is navy blue/grey with white plaid stripes

Will always Facetime instead of sending texts or calling

Has been seeing a therapist/counselor since he was 4 for anxiety disorder and some BPD symptoms.

Two weeks after the attack at Piccadilly Circus in MW1, he ended up in the hospital after having a severe panic attack that left him almost completely dissociated.

A year afterward, he was diagnosed +with C-PTSD

His favorite season is autumn

Has a fear of dogs, but absolutely melts when they lick his hand/face

His dream was to be an MMA fighter, and he still trains frequently

wants to grow his hair out but can’t because of Army regs + doesn’t have the time to take care of it properly

His favorite movie is Avatar

Is involved in the online cosplay community/forums and has spent a few thousand pounds creating the most accurate Miles Morales cosplay

[ultimate-torchwood-monthly]

[misty-moth]

Here is Day 2 of 12 Days of Arthur: Music 🎶

Just a fluffy little scene 🥰

A thank you again to @oigimi and @scummy-writes

Arthur fluff, ~480 words

It was a late start to the day, but Arthur supposed that was simply the price of being an author. After a mighty stretch, he braved the hallways to procure some coffee.

Gleaning from the sun rays filtering in through the windows, he reckoned it must be a bit past noon. A smile graced his face, knowing she would be in the kitchen at about this time. A chipper hum flowed through him.

Taking a brief pause just before his entrance, Arthur’s smile grew wider as he heard the quiet shuffle of feet beyond the door. He froze then, becoming even more grateful that he’d taken the time to listen in.

Within the kitchen, her voice took up a small tune; she was singing the very tune that he had finished just a moment before.

♪ “Goodbye Piccadilly, farewell Leicester Square~ It’s a long, long way to Tipperary, but my heart’s right there.” ♪

There was a strange flutter in his chest, followed by a warmth he’d long grown disaccustomed to. Had the two of them been on the same wavelength? Arthur found himself liking the idea of that. Why, he’d liked that idea far too much.

Not so fond of the idea of waiting any longer, Arthur made a far more excited entrance than he’d initially planned.

“Why, I didn’t know you were a songbird! You should have told me, luv,” Arthur’s lilted voice made her jump, but she turned toward him with a shy smile.

“You’re waking up rather late today,” she teased.

“A writer’s work is never done, I'm afraid. We simply rest our eyes for a few hours here and there until we can fuel up on coffee made by beautiful morning birds.”

Her cheeks were determined not to grow any pinker, but it was a challenge. She brought up a cup and began brewing.

“Speaking of…” Arthur stifled his enthusiasm as he broke the brief silence. “I would have thought the only music you and I would both know would be one of Wolfie’s. I’d never imagine you’d know It’s A Long Way to Piccadilly.”

She chuckled, “I’m actually pretty sure Mozart’s pieces are the only songs we both knew.”

Arthur blinked, puzzled. “But you were just singing it word-for-word?”

Her eyebrow raised as she wrapped up her coffee preparations. “Arthur, you sing that song practically every day. I’ve picked up the words pretty quickly from it,” she giggled. “I used to think it was just when you were at your happiest, but really it’s just all the time,” she grinned, handing over his cup.

Bugger me... There went that damned fluttering again.

“No, luv, I think you were spot on. I think the amount of happy days have simply grown exponentially as of late.”

“Oh? Well that’s good!”

Arthur nodded, the warmth within him threatening to combust. “I think so, too.”

Writing Masterlist

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[inventors-fair]

Within Reach Entries, #1-9 of 19

Endless Regret by @halfsilveredmirror Desire by @bergdg A Chance to Say Goodbye by @izzet-always-r-versus-u Isaac Astralion, Haunted Physicist // The Singularity by @piccadilly-blue Desire by @little-red-rabbit Homesickness by @misterstingyjack Desire by @hypexion Taste of Home by @spooky-bard Kiora’s Daring by @just--a--penguin

[league-of-sam]

As Grim as the Reaper | Simon 'GHOST' Riley PREQUEL

Ghost x Reader, Graves x Reader

CHAPTER SEVEN

Phillip Graves x AFAB!Reader!OC 18+ MINORS DNI! t.w // angst, mental health, language, violence, death, sexual themes/SMUT, military inaccuracies, language inaccuracies (google translate).

As Grim as the Reaper: Masterlist

When you finally returned back to base, the entire place was in chaos. 

Military officials were running frantically everywhere, papers flying and phones ringing off the hook; something had happened.

When the two of you dropped out of your vehicle, a breathless Laswell approached you.

"(Y/N), with me, now. Alex, go see the General. She'll fill you in."

You looked to Alex, who shrugged before splitting off, and you followed Laswell closely to the tent. Upon entering, several images and stills of videos were scattered across the screen, and a laptop was set up in front of the seat.

Scanning the images, you'd recognise that place anywhere.

Piccadilly Circus.

Covered in police tape, cordoned off, body bags everywhere. 

You turned to Laswell, eyes wide, "That's London, Kate. What the hell happened?"

"Terrorist attack."

"In the middle of London? How does that even happen now?" You spoke, voice raising unsteadily.

"We located some of the stolen gas." She sighed. "Lost several men and there were, unfortunately, a number of civilian casualties too. We had Sabre and Bravo on it, but..."

"Sorry, what? Bravo? You trying to tell me my fucking brother was on the frontline to this?!"

You looked back at the images, heart pounding. The destruction from the pictures was the tip of the iceberg, you knew that much. All of those bodies, all of those soldiers, lost. And one of them could be him. 

"Kate, I swear to god do not pussy-foot around me. If anything has happened to Captain Price-"

"Take a breath, little bug. Anyone would think ya worried about me."

The voice crackled from the laptop, and you turned quick enough to break your own neck, stumbling to sit down in front of the screen.

There, you saw John, not a single scratch in sight, but he was still in his gear, looking as though he was hunkered down in a safehouse, several people blurring past him in the background.

"John! Thank god you're okay."

"O'course I am. What the hell happened to ya?" He said, nodding to the bandage wrapped around your arm.

"Ambush in Verdansk. M'good." You shrugged it off, "What the fuck is- Kyle?"

Just behind him, you caught a glimpse of a man you'd not seen for a few years, but a man you'd come to know incredibly well. At the sound of his name, he looked up, and moved to lean over your brother's shoulder.

"(Y/N)? That you?" He spoke.

"Yeah, it's me. Bloody hell Garrick, how've you got roped into this?"

"Sabre sent us in half-arsed, still trying to pretend we're not at war."

"Fucking lie of the century, that." You laughed. "I'm glad you're okay. Y'look good."

"Lookin' good too, (Y/N)-"

"Excuse me." Price cut him off, "Wanna explain how ya know my sister, sergeant?"

Gaz's eyes went wide, his mouth stuttering nonsense words under the interrogating gaze of your older brother. 

You rolled your eyes, but explained nonetheless. You told John of how after he was sent out on mission halfway through your basic training, Kyle Garrick had been one of the new recruits, fresh from the Police. 

He'd become your partner in crime on barracks, the two of you being an unstoppable force - you'd just not been able to keep in contact too much in recent years.

Price nodded, the story checking out enough for him. Though he may not have shown it, he felt glad - if you trusted Kyle, then so did he.

"Sorry to interrupt, John, but say your goodbyes." Laswell said, coming to set a hand on your arm, "We gotta go, honey."

With a nod, the three of you bid your goodbyes, and with a final debrief of what happened in London, once again you were following your handler across base, until you stopped in front of a fresh vehicle.

"What's the plan, Kate?" You said.

Alex reappeared then, striding over to you with a face that told you that whatever was about to go down was not good.

"Al-Qatala has claimed responsibility for the attack on orders of the Wolf. The two of you are going to Urzikstan...today."

It was hot, and it was dry.

And the black of your stealth gear only sucked the heat in more.

On your arrival in Urzikstan, you'd tied your hair back in an effort to keep yourself cool under the mask; something else that hadn't come off.

The last thing you needed now was to be in a country bleeding war and someone able to identify you. 

Alex stayed close as you were quickly ushered into vehicles, and transported to the makeshift base of Urzikstan's liberation forces, lead by a Commander Farah Karim. Forced into a dull room, you were pushed into a chair, four other men circling you both.

"What is your message from Captain Price?" A woman spoke.

Her.

You opted to stay silent, allowing Alex to do the talking.

"Commander Karim...call me Alex." He said, leaning forward.

You couldn't help but roll your eyes a little, a small smirk playing on your lips. You'd been here five minutes and he was already trying to be fucking smooth.

"I'm listening, Alex."

"This is classified."

Farah dismissed her soldiers in Arabic, leaving just the three of you in the room. You crossed your arms over your chest, leaning back in the chair, studying.

"Forty-eight hours ago, terrorists stole a shipment of Russian gas."

"Only Al-Qatala would do this."

"The Russians make no distinction between AQ and your people." Alex said, standing to move around the room.

"And I make no distinction between AQ and the Russian army. They are both terrorists. We would never use these poisons."

Before the conversation got any further, a man burst into the room. You shot up, unsheathing your knife, until Farah's hand raised to calm you.

"This is my brother and lieutenant, Hadir. This is Alex, and-?" She looked to you.

"Reaper."

"You are CIA?" Hadir asked, circling Alex.

"They work with Captain Price."

"Then you kill Russians, yes?" The smirk on Hadir's face made you snort, chuckling under your mask.

"I have friends who can help us...but your sister decides what's next."

"Of course, my sister is in command."

"Then let's stop fucking around and get to it." You said, stepping to the table to join them.

Farah nodded at you, a somewhat appreciative and impressed look in her eye, before she lent down, and began briefing the two of you on the situations here.

Barkov's men controlled the city, which meant you'd have to infiltrate to regain the freedom. It was a yes or no situation. If you wanted Farah's help, you had to stay. But if you stayed, you would have to fight.

So, fight it is.

Quickly, you found yourself being led through tunnels underground, following the two soldiers to the other end. Hadir turned to you, handing you and Alex a pack of C4 with remote detonators, before he disappeared down another route.

You followed Farah, pulled up a ladder and through a hatch, met by a man named Tariq. 

"Here, put these on." Farah said, handing both you and Alex a long piece of cloth. "Your mask helps, but it is not enough for you to blend in here."

You nodded, putting on the garment, watching with a smirk on your face as Farah adjusted Alex's.

"How do I look?" He asked her.

"It'll do."

With Tariq's direction, you concealed your weapons and you followed Farah out into the street. It was crawling with Russian forces, executing, beating, directing citizens. It was a complete mess here.

You walked until you reached a checkpoint, at which you and Farah were pushed in one direction, Alex in another.

"Alex! No-" You tried to speak, but Farah grabbed your hand, pulling you with her.

"This is where we split up. You'll need to comply to blend in...we'll find you on the other side." Farah spoke to Alex.

"I'll see you, angel."

You frowned, but complied with Farah's orders, knowing this was the only way for the three of you to stay safe and undetected. Following her around the trucks and to the back of the building, the two of you stooped down, eyeing two soldiers blocking your path.

"How good are you with those knives?" She asked, turning to you.

"Pretty damn good, Commander. Alex is the best of the best, and he trained me, so."

"You two are close, yes?"

You smiled, "Yeah, he's my best friend. We got each other's six."

"You are...together? A couple?"

If your mouth wasn't so dry from the desert air, you were sure you may have choked on your own saliva at her question.

"Oh, god, no! We're like siblings."

Farah said nothing at your declaration, merely humming before instructing her orders, and the two of you took out the soldiers just in time to see Alex emerge through the door.

It was light work between the three of you, taking out any soldier you came across as you snuck through back alleys and streets to get to Farah's next contact. But when you arrived, Russian men were swarmed over the house.

Silently, you took them out with your knives, Farah not far behind you and Alex shooting from overhead. You moved through the building, clearing it of any mercs, before re-emerging outside, where yet another load of civilians were being lined up.

Tied to a beam being lifted by a crane, you watched in horror as three men were hung, the civilians around being held in place, forced to watch. 

"This is a fucking war crime." You growled.

"Punishment, for the stolen gas." Farah replied. "Barkov blames us for stealing it."

Nothing more could be said, as two helicopters whirred overhead, dropping off more of Barkov's men. With Farah's direction, you and Alex made your way to them, killing any soldier in your way and planting the C4 onto the helos. 

This was the distraction you needed to execute the plan, and with the press of the button, you blew the explosives.

Alarms blared, people screaming and running. Soldiers marching into the square. The three of you tried to make a run for it, but a group was waiting.

Farah threw her bag of explosives, detonating it as it landed in front of the group and you made a run for it.

It wasn't enough.

"We're getting boxed in!" You yelled as you dove behind a truck, taking fire from your left side.

"Go right go right!" Farah yelled back.

Alex lunged, grabbing your hand and pulling you with him, "Holy shit!"

You jumped through windows, skidding through backyards and vaulting over walls until you managed to circle back, and into the tunnel where you met back up with Hadir on the outskirts of the airbase.

They'd done well, and the way Farah's troops had fortified their small army impressed you - even more so as you heard the small whirr of remote control planes.

"What's this?" You asked, picking one up to examine it.

"RC planes, loaded with C4." Hadir replied.

"Fuckin' nice." You smiled.

The second the planes made impact, you, Alex, and Farah's forces ran down, breaching into the airbase.

"Echo 6-2 to Watcher, local forces are moving in on Barkov's airbase. Requesting close-air support." You spoke into your radio.

"Copy, 6-2. I'm tasking an unmarked gunship to your position, stand by."

Seconds after, the cannon hit, and you pushed forward with the group, gunning down any Russian in your way, with Alex close behind you.

The entire base was in chaos, the only thing to be heard was the sheer amount of gunfire and boom of explosions. 

"So, you can shoot a gun then?" Alex quipped as he slammed down beside you, reloading his weapon.

"Better than you can by the looks of it!" 

And so, somehow, you managed to turn this into a competition, one that you were winning by a landslide by the time you made your way to the tarmac.

"3-1 to Watcher, we're moving to the tarmac. Where's air support?" Alex radioed.

"CAS is inbound. Unmarked, ETA five minutes. This is risky, Alex."

"We need to help them, Kate." You replied.

By the time air support arrived, Farah's forces had lost a significant amount of men, and the rest of you were almost out of ammo, and getting boxed into the hangar.

And finally it was over. 

The airbase was secure, and pride swelled in your heart knowing you'd helped Farah's people take a little of their country back.

[streettealee]

Wasting Beats In This Heart Of Mine

The Last Hours fan fiction. James Herondale x Cordelia Carstairs x Original Character with a side of platonic Matthew Fairchild, served chilled as the winter of London, 1903.

“If you could do it all over again, what would you change?” “Everything.”

How do you say goodbye to the love of your life? What do you do when you can't say goodbye? If you had one more chance, would you risk the entire universe to spend the last hours of its existence with them?

Lila Raftis is lonely. James Herondale is tired. Cordelia Carstairs is missing. Matthew Fairchild is drinking too much. Somehow, they have to trust each other in order to save the world. Every world. Someone has created a tear in reality, and the clocks are counting down until the universe's collapse. Lila must impersonate Cordelia to help James repair this tear and prevent doomsday. Matthew's just trying to stay out of trouble. When Lila falls in love along the way, she must decide which is more important: love or the universe?

or, it's alternate title: A Gentleman's Guide to Conversing with Teasing Young Ladies (with Possible Violent Intentions) of Suspicious Circumstances from an Alternate Dimension Where One Does Not Exist, published in 1904 by James M.H. Herondale.

Read on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/42234207/chapters/106041132

Below are some art pieces I feel fit the vibe of the fanfic (I have done my best to credit. If anyone has an issue, please feel free to let me know and I will act as soon as possible) as well as some quotes.

Piccadilly Circus at night, Albert Henry Fullwood (1863-1930)

Image description: a watercolour painting of the location Piccadilly Circus on a wet and grey London night. There are people milling the streets and lamps alight, causing reflections on the pavement. There is a dark shadow of a fountain statue. The buildings in the background are also filled with lights. This is not a modern scene, but of the painter’s view of the space sometime between 1863 and 1930.

Cordelia Carstairs, cami @skyllowarts​ (April 2023)

Image description: a stunning art piece of the half-Persian character Cordelia Carstairs from Cassandra Clare’s The Last Hours Shadowhunter series. Cordelia has dark red hair, often associated with rose petals in the books or fire (as you do when describing red hair, apparently) and lovely brown skin. Her dark eyes are focused somewhere in the distance as she holds her legendary sword, Cortana, in front of her. The glow of the sword softly highlights her hair and face. A small globe necklace shines brightly at her collarbones above the neckline of her deep blue dress.

Memento Mori, Iren Horrors (September 2021)

Image description: a pale and dainty woman in a large, almost drowning red dress is walking by a mirror where her only reflection is a skeleton (her skeleton, quite possibly). Grey moths fly all about the room, and spiderwebs hang by the mirror. On either side of the mirror are red candles burning white. The woman is holding a key and looking ahead at something the viewer cannot see. Her dark hair is cut short and it is decorated with a skull-in-a-rose pin, while similar skull decorations adorn her ears and dress. 

Are you sure the only you is you?, @creature-from-the-mud​ (unknown)

Image description: distorted film tape of something dark with the white text outlined in black stating: “Are you sure the only you is you?”

credit unknown.

Image description: a black, white, and gold illustration of the primary The Last Hours characters assembled. Gathered from left to right are James Herondale, Lucie Herondale, Thomas Lightwood, Anna Lightwood, Alastair Carstairs, Grace Blackthorn, Christopher Lightwood, Matthew Fairchild, and Cordelia Carstairs.