#lucy carlyle headcannons

[wellgoslowly]

do y’all think lucy has stabbed herself in the foot w a rapier bc she was trying to wake up her foot bc she’d rather die than feel pins and needles yes or no

[this-is-mycrisis]

lucy absolutely demolishing the biscuit at the start of her interview bc she hasn't had anything to eat for who knows how long

george and lockwood deciding then and then that they are adopting this feral alley cat of a girl

[bubbl3zdaseaotter37]

Lucy runs warm and Lockwood runs cold. Lucy’s default outfit is a sweater, skirt, and leggings. Lockwood’s, even in the summer, is a collared shirt, dress slacks, and a long black coat. Of course he does. AND Lockwood’s already the more physically affectionate of the two, but when it gets cold, he’s always using that as an excuse because “how are your hands still warm?” 

Especially after their fun little “field trips,” (if yk, yk) when the chill continues to cling to them, or after an especially rough job, they find themselves often cuddled under a blanket in front of the fireplace in 35 Portland Row. (“we’re cold, okay? It’s for no other reason…”)

[brainrotallthewaydown1312]

I have a personal l&co hc that I can't get out of my head, so now y'all get to enjoy the absolutely riveting content that is the Portland Row budgeting system. under the cut because this is a needlessly detailed post that like 5 people will be interested in

I think that when they are paid for a job, the first thing that happens to the money is that there is a big cut that goes to bills for the house and business. mortgage, utilities, groceries, ghost supplies, advertising, etc. I think it's probably 50-60% of most jobs pay. probably a smaller cut on big jobs that come with bigger checks.

I think Lockwood started out trying very hard to be a "proper business man" and split the remainder evenly and paid them every other Friday because that's what your supposed to do. but I think that would have devolved after only a few months living and working together. between covering each other for dinner or coffee and getting household stuff with their money and everyone feeling a little weird on payday because it was one of the only times there was a clear boss/employee dynamic because they all saw each other as genuine equals, it just didn't make sense to keep doing it that way.

and so I think George (after pestering Lockwood about fixing the budgeting) sat down and set it up so that it was basically automatic profit sharing. first the bills and expenses cut goes straight to an auto pay acct. and then the remaining cut goes to a general house acct, which pays out a small allowance to each of their personal accts each week. most of the stuff they get and do is covered from the joint acct because it makes sense that way. but they do each have their own money and savings.

after the new system is set up George checks on the balances and bank statements once a week but it mostly manages itself. he folds it into the other chores that he does and likes how simple it is to keep running.

Lockwood pretends to be grumpy about not being in charge but is not so secretly very happy to not have to worry about it. he is also very happy that this puts all of them on equal footing with the business because he he like being the leader and the face of things, but he doesn't like the power dynamic of being the boss.

Lucy is worried at first that they will argue about spending from the joint acct, but they very rarely ever run into issues with it, and when there is it is almost always resolved quickly because while they all bicker about smaller things and about everyone's bad habits, they actually get along and manage house very smoothly

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edit: i have in fact added more domestic head canons in this thread and I have been seeing a lot of people tagging asking for more. they are in the notes if you're interested

[softelectriclight]

the fact the Lockwood definitely wasn’t thinking that people wouldn’t date Lucy, but instead his dumbass lover boy brain was probably like ‘lucy doesn’t even like coffee’ when the whole Kipps thing got brought up because we all know he knows how she takes her tea (and vice versa)

[worldofkaeos]

Proof of jessica lockwood x quill kipps:

1. Quill's bitterness

2. Quill calling Lucy 'Julie'

Lucy looks and acts a bit like Jessica, Lockwood had pointed out. Julie sounds like Jessica. What are the odds?

[lockwood-ot3]

Lockwood & Co: Paychecks

okay but like, I think Lockwood does pay Lucy and George. Does he do it consistently? No. Does the amount they receive vary every single time? Definitely. Lockwood has overhead and a mortgage, he has utilities and DEPRAC fees and supplies to buy. So sometimes the paychecks are smaller, but he does his best to get them to Lucy and George every other week.

George and Lucy, on the other hand, don't usually cash the checks. Lucy has a stack in her bedside dresser, and once in a blue moon she'll let herself buy some new clothes and art supplies. George uses them as bookmarks, mostly, occasionally cashing one to buy used trousers and t-shirts at a consignment store, because why buy new when everything gets destroyed by ectoplasm, anyway?

edited to add: because they're not really there for the paychecks, are they?

[wordsarelife]

—shake it off

pairing: quill kipps x lockwood!reader

summary: quill and you play a prank on your brother and friends

warnings: none i think

words: 1k

“i don’t think this is a good idea” you muttered, following after quill as you both made your way down the street. you looked down the street suspiciously, hand on your rapier, ready to fight if necessary.

it was already way past curfew which made his whole idea all the more stupid.

“you said that about fifty times in the last few minutes” he rolled his eyes “don’t worry, it’ll be fun”

“yeah, at first!” you said aggravated “but then all hell will break loose”

“oh come on! isn’t it worth it?”

“i don’t think so” you shrugged and quill came to a halt, turning around in your direction.

“what do you want me to say? or better, what do i have to tell you to make you do this, huh?”

“i don’t know” your eyes found his blue ones “maybe admit what a bad idea it actually is”

he looked down at you with this look in his eyes that always worked. “this is a terrible, horrible foolish idea” he muttered slowly, coming closer to you “let’s do it and see what happens” he grinned.

you were still not really convinced, but you could never say no to him, especially when he leaned forward and plastered a lingering kiss on your lips.

“fine” you groaned and quill laughed “but you have to make it up to me later”

“don’t worry” he smiled suggestively “i will”

now that you had said yes to his (might say, utterly stupid) prank idea on lockwood, lucy and george, he outstretched his hand, taking yours and walking up the steps to the house. “my lady?” he tapped his invisible hat, before he stepped to the side to make room in front of the door. you walked forward and took out your key to unlock the door. you walked inside followed by your boyfriend.

the prank itself wasn’t even a bit thing in it self, but you knew lockwood would flip and so did quill. his plan was to pretty harmless in itself. break into the house and color the faces of the three while they were fast asleep. you knew that your brother would make you both regret everything the moment he would wake up, but you had to admit that just the thought about that was pretty funny.

“okay, here” quill had pulled out a few markers “non-permanent markers for lucy and george. and one permanent for lockwood” your eyes widened.

“are you mental?”

quill just shrugged. “don’t worry, you’ll do george and lucy and i’ll take lockwood. i’m gonna tell him it was all me”

“you better” you pointed an accusing finger in his direction, before you took the markers out of his hand and walked up the stairs in the direction of george’s room.

you drew a mustache and another set of glasses onto george’s face. nothing too extreme, but it was still looking pretty funny.

you did the same with lucy, except that you drew a few tattoos instead of glasses.

you came down just a few minutes after that, waiting in the living room for quill to come back too.

“i’m finished” quill walked into the room smiling, before stepping next to you and kissing your neck.

“me too” you nodded and turned around, plastering a quick kiss on quill’s mouth.

you cuddled onto the sofa, quickly falling asleep holding each other.

you were wakened by a loud scream. you stumbled onto your feet and into the hallway, temporarily forgetting what you had done the night before, before your eyes fell on lucy and george that were standing in front of each other.

it looked like george had been the one who screamed.

“george! hhat happened?” you asked, rushing to his side, feigning concern.

he turned to you, his face contorted in horror. “look at my face!”

you glanced at him and had to bite back a laugh. the mustache and glasses you drew on him looked ridiculous, but you kept a straight face. “oh my goodness, george, what on earth happened?”

“i woke up like this!” he exclaimed, his voice rising in panic.

meanwhile, lucy burst into laughter, clutching her stomach. “oh, george! you look hilarious!”

lockwood, who had been woken by all the noise, came trudging down the stairs, but the anger in his eyes quickly evaporated, when he noticed both lucy and george's faces.

lucy turned her head and she only noticed now, that her face had been colored too, as lockwood pointed at it, still laughing.

her sour expression quickly turned into a smirk, when she noticed the words on lockwoods forehead, hidden behind his hair.

"wait" lucy exclaimed, before she stepped closer to the boy and drew the hair back with a quick gesture. "ohh" she laughed, when she could finally read the words.

lockwoods own laugh died out, quickly looking and yours and quill's direction, before darting to the closest mirror. "londons tiniest swordsman" he read and george and lucy broke into another fit of giggles simultaneously.

"i'm literally taller than you" your brother cried in betrayal, when he turned back around.

"i'm pretty sure quill wrote that" you said defensively, while you tried to no avail to hold back your marker. "and don't worry guys, it's not permanent"

"well, george and lucy won't have to worry about anything" quill laughed into his fist.

"what?" lockwood asked, his eyes quickly widening in horror.

george, lucy, quill and you sat in the kitchen, drinking the tea george had just prepared after him and lucy had easily washed off their facial decorations, while all of you sat and listened to lockwood cursing both you and quill while he tried to wash off the words on his forehead in the bathroom upstairs.

"well, we should definitely expect some kind of revenge" quill concluded, when lockwoods cursing stopped and loud steps echoed through the house.

"oh, you better" lockwood warned with a sarcastic grin, when he entered the kitchen. his hair was drenched and his forehead bright read from rubbing, with all the words still recognizable.

he pointed a warning finger in your direction, while he filled how water into his mug. "i let you date him and this is how you repay me, you, my own sister?"

"it wasn't my idea"

"well, i don't care" lockwood shrugged "my revenge will hit you just as hard as your boyfriend"

"i guess we have to go through that together" quill assured and you and the rest of the table started laughing at lockwoods angry grumbling.

[saltwaterburns]

I've just stumbled upon the absolute most admirable, alluring, angelic, appealing, bewitching Lockwood & Co. fic on ao3 i'm going mad. absolutely feral. Gnawing and howling.

[portlandrowismyhome]

in honour of my recent adoption of several abandoned kittens, I'm doing some lockwood and co headcanons for what would happen in portland row if you arrived with cats....

Lockwood:

-- "We aren't keeping them; you know that, right? We're not keeping them, I swear...aww look, that lil guy just yawned."

-- loudly protests for hours but drives across London in the middle of the night to get kitten formula for you

-- you look over and he's fallen asleep on a chair with three kittens on his lap

-- "what's this one's name again?"

Lucy:

-- these are her babies now. would straight up die for them; if someone so much as looks at them the wrong way it's on sight.

-- yes, she's singing them a lullaby. yes, she'll punch you if you mention it.

-- they remind her of her childhood cats.

-- hatching a murder plan for whoever abandoned them.

George:

-- why would we buy kitten formula? maybe they can just eat doughnuts.

-- why would we buy kitten formula? I'll make some out of these obscure ingredients, just like the ancient Egyptians. Did you know that cats were a sacred --

-- names them all after obscure mythogical figures.

-- cannot for the life of him understand how to hold them right

-- gets them an unbelievable number of cushions. literally builds them a kitten pillow tower.

Holly:

-- best cat mama ever

-- already knows exactly how to care for them. she can get the grumpy one to drink when nobody else can.

-- definitely in on Lucy's murder plan

-- bathes them all in three seconds with her special soap

-- ribbons. on all of them. the minute they're clean.

-- "it's so sad, the way people abandon pets. I can't believe it!"

Kipps:

-- "Is that noise those bloody cats again?"

-- complains incessantly but is incredibly gentle with them

-- claims he's allergic. is not.

-- claims he doesn't like cats. he's lying. everyone knows.

Skull:

-- detailed description of that one time he ate a cat. he's lying. right?

-- "Lucy, that one's got something in it's mouth! Hurry! You don't want it to die, do you! Useless kids. If I was in charge..."

-- "can someone please shut up those horrendous animals?"

[plattypie-humano]

I need to get some skullyle/skull centric headcannons out of my brain so enjoy!

• if he ever got a body (or possessed one) he would definitely put a hand on or rest his head on one of Lucy’s pulse points, like her wrist or neck or over her heart. Since he’d been dead for so long I think he’d want to cling to any life he can interact with, especially Lucy. Just to hear or feel what it’s like to be alive makes him content.

• I don’t know where I got the idea but I think Skull would either be French or have the ability to speak French. After the events of the Empty Grave, if he ever did come back I think there’d be an interaction a bit like this:

“Je me manque, ma belle?”

“Since when do you speak French?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know…”

• Skull was definitely a child brought up in poverty, most likely seeing the worst things imaginable all happening on the street he grew up on. He would have had to work (most likely) in a factory, before meeting Bickerstaff, which were very dangerous places and quite a few children died or were injured in places like that. This seems similar to agent work where the children do the work and the adults just ‘supervise’. I think that’s why Skull insisted on being brought on cases with Lucy, even from the beginning, he understands the danger and doesn’t want his only chance of escape from the jar (and his best friend) to die on some random job with no help from anyone.

• Skull gets excited by the most stupid things. When Lucy leaves Lockwood & co and is living on her own with skull she takes him with her to do shopping. She’ll be getting the essentials in Tescos and Skull will yell at her from the backpack:

“LUCY THERES SO MUCH BLOODY BREAD!!”

“…”

“AND WHY IS IT SO CHEAP??”

(Get it? Cause bread in the Victorian era was expensive for poor people? Idk why I’m giggling at this one)

• I think it’s most likely that Skull was either an orphan, or his parents (or parent) died when he was young. This would have left him to fend for himself on the streets alone, living by the morals “survival of the fittest” and ultimately getting in trouble with the police in order to survive since there was no one around to help him. That’s why he insists to Lucy that she doesn’t need the rest of Lockwood & co, he believes they’ll just let her down

[wellgoslowly]

I did it yall... lucy carlyle as linnie chronicles posts

[this-is-mycrisis]

WAIT

the entirety of the show lucy has been willing to be upfront about how she came to london and lockwood and co.

during her interview she offers to tell them why her last employment ended so suddenly but neither lockwood nor george pressed her about it

but every time someone asks her about something (like the picture of her and norrie right before the fittes ball) she's ready to talk about it

in the pre fittes ball scene lockwood says "you never said" and she just tells him that he never asked as though it completely resolves his confusion- but to lockwood who almost never opens up unless he feels he *has* to he can't fathom why someone would want to talk about a traumatic past so willingly.

he seems almost surprised that after knowing him for such a short amount of time lucy would be so willing to be so candid with him

[oblivious-idiot]

music artists i think lockwood and co would listen to

lockwood - he gives me 80s alt vibes yk? mainly those songs full of feels but he'd 100% blast out abba or wham!

the cure, kate bush, the smiths, queen, david bowie, elton john, tears for fears, u2, the cranberries, the police, the front bottoms, abba, wham!

lucy - she's definitely 00s/10s indie i think but also 80s alt like lockwood (i'm blaming @wellgoslowly and @ikeasupremacy for the au they came up with)

arctic monkeys, regina spektor, coldplay (specifically the parachutes album), adam melchor, wallows, the cranberries, radiohead, the police, her's, the crane wives, sam fender

george - i feel like he'd be the kinda guy to listen to soft 60s/70s/80s music while cooking

the mamas and the papas, simon and garfunkel, fleetwood mac, lemon demon, oingo boingo (weird science - for those skull experiments), abba, prince

kipps (special mention) - all i can imagine him listening to is 10s/20s soft indie lmao

cavetown, billie eilish, phoebe bridgers, her's, lizzie mcalpine, sufjan stevens, dodie, peter mcpoland, hozier

[between-two-fandoms]

Lucy and George tag teaming Lockwood into trying to get him to sleep is so chaotic to think about. Lockwood is like a toddler refusing to go to bed at bedtime so they have to come up with clever ways to trick him into it. (usually ending with all of them dogpiled into lockwoods bed.)

[softelectriclight]

little known fact that once Lockwood finds out about Lucy’s camera he always tries to steal it and when he does he either takes funny photos of himself and George or candids of Lucy