#portland row gang

[biscuitrule]

I miss them 🥲

[krash-and-co]

what if life didn’t have to be evil despite being forced to be bad….. what if we were kids with trademark jackets and swords bigger than us, what if we had cake at midnight and laughed over falling down and forgot the chains and made a mess but it was ok in the end.. what if we faced death every night and told bad jokes to his face, despite the fact that we heard his actions so loud it made us bleed, so bright it burned….. what if we didn’t give up on each other despite the skeletons in our closets and monsters under our beds and disembodied heads floating around in jars making stupid faces (as one does.) what if we dressed stupid for something serious and ran away only to learn we wanted to return and threatened violence via butterknife and escaped ghastly fingers under the silky warmth of feathers and blew things up cuz we loved each other so damn much. what if we learned to thrive in a world warped by a selfish evil. and then we went home and laughed. what then huh what then

[dimsilver]

Just started thinking about how Apen and Lockwood really need to meet each other (the trauma. the leadership. the suicidalness. the healing.) and then realized the combinations of Berlyne and Lucy and Enel and George are both completely right and completely terrifying

[siena-sevenwits]

Disclaimer: These thoughts are more emotionally than logically expressed, and reflect my own experience and preference.

[yveni]

WE DID IT!!!!!

Found Family Tournament - THE FINALS 🔥🔥🔥

[desos-records]

Lockwood & Co AU where Lockwood's parents are just Evie and Rick O'Connell from The Mummy

Lockwood inexplicably knows a lot of extremely specific things about Ancient Egypt and he never elaborates and it infuriates George to no end

Lockwood: Well, it can't be a real canopic jar. The jackal protects the stomach, not the liver. George, who has never seen Lockwood read anything other than trashy tabloids and pulp detective novels: How could you possibly know that???

They discover while fighting off relicmen that Lockwood is insanely capable with guns and he flat out refuses to acknowledge any line of questioning about it, but it does explain the crate of old shotguns in the basement

He also apparently knows how to build, operate, and diffuse a range of explosive devices, which they discover during the Siege of Portland Row

Clearly, he has a talent for leaving buildings in partial to complete ruin everywhere he goes

He viciously despises the British Museum, a fact they discover after getting hired to clear out a particularly nasty poltergeist from one of their exhibit halls and Lockwood turns them down flat

On top of ghost relics, Portland Row is also home to various Ancient Egyptian decor--small statues, modern recreations of khopeshes, photographs of temple interiors. Some of the artifacts are the real thing and he does not see the hypocrisy in this

Along with the iron line outside, the lintel of the front door has the Eye of Horus carved into it as an additional protective measure

During rare nights off, the gang sometimes plays board games together and Lockwood is visibly surprised that no one else knows how to play Senet

He speaks Arabic and, if given enough time and motivation, can translate hieroglyphics

Sometimes when they're stumped in a particularly dangerous case, Lockwood will call on a 'family friend' who happens to have the relevant connections or expertise

Ardeth visits on Christmas every year without fail or warning. Everyone is in utter shock the first time except Lockwood, who is royally embarrassed by all the baby stories his godfather keeps telling people. Ardeth is just happy to know that Lockwood has formed his own family

The uncle he stayed with in the country was Jonathan

He has dual citizenship in the United States and, when Kipps learns this, he teases him mercilessly about it

[sixinchesdeepinmud]

The gang of 35 Portland Row, everyone

[beautifulmakkaris]

i do hope one thing that comes from the fan uproar around l&co’s cancellation is that it catches the attention of other parties. the goal is obviously to be picked up by another service or have netflix change their mind, BUT it would be amazing if other people took note of the noise being made and realised how much desire there is for l&co.

for example, bookstores: STOCK THESE BOOKS!!! i haven’t seen physical copies in any bookshops both independent and national chains and my library only stocks the first one and i live in the uk where the series originates. i read them on kindle but i’d love to have them on my shelves, fans want to buy them. plus jonathan stroud clearly enjoys signings and festivals and events - get him in your shop and the fans will flock!

book publishers: print these books in the countries/languages that don’t currently have them, there is such an obvious demand, especially if the show doesn’t continue even more fans will be turning to the books to finish the story and we’re an international fanbase (the show was TOP TEN in EIGHTY COUNTRIES). and while we’re at it, it would be the perfect opportunity to do a reprint with some nicer covers or make some anniversary/illustrated editions, update the audiobooks with a better narrator (ruby stokes is RIGHT THERE), the treatment most popular ya series get!! l&co is a hit series and like i said before demand is probably going to get even higher for the books but right now it’s weirdly hard to access and enjoy them.

etsy and redbubble designers: make bookish l&co merch!!! people will buy it!!! where is my ‘a female serial killer? woo inspirational! why don’t you put it on a t-shirt’ t-shirt??? where is my candle inspired by ‘the library at portland row’??? bookmarks that look like mini rapiers??? 

hell, jonathan stroud has watched first-hand from twitter as the fandom has exploded and the demand to know more has grown; if he wanted to write a new short story like the dagger in the desk or put together a demi-god files style collection with missing moments or an update on the gang post-teg in canon, we’d go feral!!!! i’d read the portland row shopping list at this point and say thank you for it.

i guess what i’m saying is, even if the effort to save the show doesn’t succeed (and i REALLY hope it does), i hope the engagement and passion from fans leads to more l&co content in a variety of forms and that it’s accessible to everyone who wants it.

[tenuousnessless7]

Realized I’m coming up on a year since I posted my very first fanfic and I’ve had such a fun time writing for the small but mighty cot3 subsection of the Lockwood and co fandom! I thought I’d share a few of my fics that I’m proud of.

First a couple of gen/platonic fics for anyone not into cot3:

Subsisting on a fraction - After the events of The Creeping Shadow, Lucy and Lockwood aren't the only ones having trouble coming to terms with what happened at Rotwell's research facility.

The Cat Distribution System - Portland Row gets a cat. George has trouble adjusting.

Cot3:

When you wake up, another sunrise - Lucy has a confrontation with fetch!Norrie. The boys comfort her. Also features past Lucy/Norrie

When it costs too much to love - established Locklyle seduce George with a game night and amateur dancing lessons

The Ghosts Who Stole Christmas - based on the XFiles episode of the same name - the gang works a haunted house case on Christmas Eve. I’m proud of this one because it’s my first multi-chapter and a case fic! Technically pre-cot3, but this one can’t really be read as platonic

[truehauntings]

The short story is definitely post-canon; Lucy wasn't at Portland Row during the previous Christmas. And the Christmas before that, Holly, Kipps and Flo weren't even part of the gang yet

[biscuitrule]

JONATHAN STROUD I’M IN YOUR WALLS TONIGHT

Read the full thing here!

[myheartbelongstogilbertblythe]

Okay, this is the second song in this series of music thoughts/headcanons for season 2 of Lockwood and Co. I'm probably going to include the full playlist at some point, but I'm starting with posts like these with longer explanations for the songs that I absolutely need on there and why.

This one's more modern than the other songs on the show and also most of the other songs on my playlist, but I will fight tooth and nail for it to be included because it would be PERFECT. Hear me out.

The song starts after Lucy leaves and Lockwood is sitting by himself. Probably at the kitchen table the day after. George asks him something, but Lockwood brushes him off and George's voice is muted as the guitar comes in. As the vocals come in, we get clips/ flashes of Lockwood and Lucy's cafe scene argument where Lockwood tries to convince Lucy to stay (it's mentioned in book 4). First, they're calm, then it gets more heated, then they're arguing (but the song kind of muffles it) and then a shot as Lockwood follows Lucy out into the street and she walks off without him.

Then it shows Lucy on her own getting settled into her apartment. She closes the door and sets down her rapier. Flashback to her packing/ leaving Portland Row in the early hours of the morning, before anyone can stop her. Then it's back to her in her apartment. The blinds are drawn. She's alone.

Lockwood's by himself in the library or in the kitchen. He's trying to read and obviously can't focus. Flashback to him explaining what happened to George. He and George argue too. (George sort of blames Lockwood initially and Lucy isn't there to yell at.) We don't get full sound for this argument; the song kind of drowns it out. Not that it's a loud song-- it just feels loud and all-encompassing because that's how Lockwood's emotions are to him. He can't even argue with George because he thinks-- no, he knows-- that George is right. He did drive Lucy away, or at least he couldn't make her stay. He can't be angry; he can't defend what he did/ said... He just misses her and wishes she would come back.

We see him and Lucy at a case together (she turns around and smiles a rare smile, covered in ectoplasm, hair askew, still totally stunning to Lockwood) and then it's him alone. We get a flash of Lucy at the kitchen table putting jam on toast or telling the skull to piss off, and then her seat empty. We get a shot of the gang coming through the door after a rough case, tossing their swords in the umbrella stand, and then the hallway dark and empty, Lucy's rapier missing from the stand.

He sees all of these flashbacks/memories/ things he wishes still were, but it's not real.

The team is broken.

And it's maybe his fault. (It doesn't matter who's fault it is).

And he doesn't know if things can ever be fixed.

Thank you for coming to my ted talk. For reference, the actual lyrics to the song are beneath the cut. There are some parallels to the scene I've described above/ the book, but mostly the song fits because of the vibe. Bonus points if it's raining in the flashback or in real time but that might be a tiny bit melodramatic. (Because nothing about that scene was melodramatic. ;)

Ceilings, plaster Can't you just make it move faster? Lovely to be sitting here with you You're kinda cute, but it's Raining harder My shoes are now full of water Lovely to be rained on with you It's kinda cute, but it's

So short Then you're driving me home And I don't wanna leave But I have to go You kiss me in your car And it feels like the start of a movie I've seen before Before

Bedsheets, no clothes Touch me like nobody else does Lovely to just lay here with you You're kinda cute, and I would say all of this But I don't wanna ruin the moment

Lovely to sit between comfort and chaos

But it's over Then you're driving me home And it kinda comes out As I get up to go You kiss me in your car And it feels like the start of a movie I've seen before

But it's not real And you don't exist And I can't recall the last time I was kissed It hits me in the car And it feels like the end of a movie I've seen before Before

[archiveoftara]

Hi. I was wondering if you did requests and if you did and you don’t mind if course could I get a Lockwood & Co request? One night Lockwood and the gang gets a visitor. The reader got caught in a thunderstorm (but she does have a rain jacket it on but she’s still drench) and she saw the light on at 35 Portland Row and she knocked on it and Lockwood recognized her from the local stationery shop that she works at (you can say they are friendly with each other) and he sees that she cut her knees (plus grass stain) and hands up and he patches her up (while patching her up, he’s lecturing her about being out curfew and he also has a big crush on her). Thank you!

Do you like me?

Thank you so much for your request. I hope you enjoy this. Sorry for the delay.

Warning: mention of wounds

"Can this day get any worse?"

Rain was pouring on the ground in London. You check your watch and curse at your workplace. It's past curfew and you still have a long way to reach home. The rain is not helping.

You would have left the shop ages ago if it weren't for the new trainee messing up the system. You tried to show him numerous times how to use the cash system but he kept messing up. Maybe you're not a good mentor or maybe you lost all hope and just wanted to end the day as early as possible. All you wished for a big mug of hot chocolate and a warm blanket.

The rain turned into a storm in no time. The wind blew so fast your umbrella flew away leaving you deserted in the street with nothing but your handbag. You ran behind the umbrella, before you realised, you hit the ground, face flat. Luckily, you still have your raincoat on but it didn't help much as it's showering at this point.

With a groan you got up and tried your best to keep your feet stuck to the road and slowly made your way to your destination. The street was empty, dark, and cold. A shiver ran down your spine. You couldn't walk any more, every step became harder and painful. You knew something was wrong but you still kept your focus on the road.

You looked for any sign of humans or something which will give shelter that's when your eyes fell on a small light emitting through a window.

You gathered up whatever strength left in you and took a leap. Next thing you know, you heard a soft voice coming through the door.

"Wonder who's here at this hour of night?"

The door flew open. Revealing a boy, in white tshirt and pyjamas. His eyes were slightly wide in confusion.

"I'm sorry to disturb you-"

"(Name)?" His eyes flashed in recognition.

"Lockwood?"

"What happened?… you look…come in, quickly." He opened the door further, letting her in.

You mumbled a small thanks, shivering. He led you in the living room, near the fireplace. You took a seat.

"I'm sorry to barge into your house like this. I was on my way when the thunderstorms began. I was looking for a shelter when I saw the light. I'm sorry to trouble you." You explained.

His eyes darted all over your body like you were some exotic species sitting in his living room. Feeling self conscious under his gaze you cleared your throat.

"Is.. something wrong?"

"You're bleeding."

"Eh?"

"Yes, you are. Give me a moment." He ran out from the room leaving you confused. You looked at yourself and found your right knee bleeding.

Shit. I must have got this when I fell on the ground. Thank God, I didn't break my nose.

You met Lockwood a few weeks ago. You were working at your regular shift. Making inventories when you saw him scanning the shop from outside. He introduced himself just in time or else you would have called the police.

You couldn't believe you're in the house of the agent who you mistaken as a creep. Lockwood entered the room with a medical kit.

He pulled a chair in front of you and gave a weak smile. You smiled back.

"I don't know how you managed to walk this far with a scraped knee."

"Adrenaline rush."

He gave you a look, "it's gonna hurt a bit." He applied some antiseptic on the wound which made you hiss in pain. You leaned back in exhaustion.

"I'm done. Hold, on"

You looked at the boy in front of you. He's good looking, no doubt. What draws you to him was his warm, brown, beautiful eyes.

"What were you thinking, (name)? It's past curfew. There's a bloody thunderstorm outside and the streets of London are filled with nasty visitors."

You rolled your eyes and said "Lockwood, please spare me from your lectures. What am I supposed to do if I get off work late?"

"You're supposed to phone me."

You both froze for a moment. The agent looked at you, embarrassed, cheeks as red as rose and you blinked at him not realising you were holding your breath till he cleared his throat.

"I mean.. it's..our job to keep the city safe. You know I'm an agent, a professional in this field."

You slowly nod, still dazed.

"Ain't no way in hell Anthony Lockwood likes me. He just cares about the citizen, alot." you thought.

"You wait here." He left the room only to come back in a few minutes with some clothes in his hands.

"This is for you. Get changed or You'll catch a cold. Take the stairs and you see the bathroom, right in front of you. I'll be in the kitchen."

You thanked him and went straight to the bathroom. The warm water felt so good under your skin. After a nice bath, you changed and went out, craving some hot chocolate.

"Lockwood?"

"I'M HERE"

You followed the voice, and found the kitchen. He was in front of the stove, his back facing towards you.

"You're cute."

"Thanks"

"Did I say that out loud?" You panicked.

He grinned, passing you cheese toast and a mug of hot chocolate. Your eyes widened.

"Sorry I didn't ask you before making the hot chocolate. I thought-"

"I love it. You have no idea how much I needed this." Your voice cracked. You took a big sip, "this is so good." You savour the drink.

His mouth curved into a smile. Anthony Lockwood gave a quick pinch on his wrist to make sure he's not dreaming. He couldn't believe his crush was sitting in HIS kitchen, having hot chocolate made by HIM, wearing HIS clothes.

It was a warm summer afternoon when he first saw you, stacking up books. You were in a floral dress which made you look like a flower. He was at awe of your beauty, he didn't realise he was staring at you. Probably, that's when you thought he was a creep.

He often visits the shop making up excuses just to see you. Turns out you both have a lot of things in common.

"Are you just gonna stand and stare at me or you gonna take a seat?"

Lockwood took a seat across the table. The silence was filled with the sound of rain.

"You should be more careful, (name). I'll pack you some salt bombs and lavender."

"Lockwood, why are you so worried?"

"Because I care…as a friend."

Your smile faltered a bit. You didn't know what you expected but surely it wasn't this.

"Hmm."

Lockwood took a deep sigh and began

"I care not only as a friend..but as..as someone special." You blinked at him in confusion.

"Okay, I have a crush on you. There. I said it. Jesus. This is so embarrassing." He rambled.

You started laughing at his misery.

"You're too cute Lockwood." You laughed. "Oh my stomach hurts now."

"So…do you..do you like me?" Lockwood peeped.

You nodded back "I think I can try." You blushed.

"Why don't you stay the night here?" He blushed.

"Um.. I..what about your friends?" You knew Lockwood shared his house with his colleagues. You only heard stories about them.

"They won't mind. In fact, they would love to meet you."

It's not a bad idea. The thunderstorm has passed but it doesn't look like the rain is gonna stop anytime soon.

After a minute or so, you finally answered.

"Sure."

The day wasn't that bad afterall, all thanks to the thunderstorm.

[oblivious-idiot]

Lockwood and Co. Appreciation Week: Day Five - Favourite Dynamic

Could this be anything other than the Portland Row gang? I mean, come on, I'm obsessed with them.

I've spoken about found families before, but they're literally like the fricking blueprint. Although a little cautious in the George department at first, they all accepted each other and protected each other with everything in their beings and I just love that about them. Lucy was straight up a stray alley cat that George and Anthony adopted when she rocked up at the house and there was no going back from that.

If you think about it, Lucy was broken and probably found it hard to trust people when she first came to London because of her old agency back home, and since joining the agency they have helped her regrow into a stronger version of herself and she finally has people to come home to after a case who genuinely care about her and not her pay check (which helps when Lockwood is the one supplying it).

George moved out from his family home because he didn't feel like he fit in with them, and his determination to learn more about the Problem and Visitors was the reason he got fired from Fittes. He doesn't have anyone other than Lockwood and Lucy, and as a bunch of misfits, he couldn't fit in more. He knows (most of the time lol) that he's not being taken advantage of with his researching skills and that his part in the group is so valued and appreciated. Not to mention the fact that Lockwood would literally starve or just live off biscuits and tea if he wasn't there.

Lockwood, gosh my poor baby. After losing his family, you know he couldn't be more grateful for his two friends to stay with him. They keep him balanced, on top of his game, but also make sure he never goes too far over the edge. Having George and Lucy in his life makes him grateful for being alive and he will do everything he can do provide for them and protect them. He makes sure they all eat enough, he protects them from the alive and undead, he would literally do anything for these two idiots who live with him.

It makes me laugh because they all each think they're the sane one out of the three, but they're each the slightly manic one in another's eyes. They all balance each other out in the right way, albeit with added bickering and comforting handholding, but when they work together they're like this unstoppable force because they understand each other in every aspect.

Alright that's todays little ramble, I hope you all enjoyed that lol.

[carlyleandco]

SHOT BY SHOT PT 2

Lockwood being berated by Barnes. Lockwood looks a little worse for wear here; I'm going to guess this is him being talked to by Scotland Yard and DEPRAC after burning down the house. Barnes' characterisation seems a little colder and more cynical in this adaptation, at least to me, maybe because he is younger than his book counterpart.

Kensal Green! Cue electric guitar! I absolutely love they were able to film exactly on location as is in the book! Also, did anyone notice the swagger in Lockwood's walk? Because it's taking me out

My fav Fittes agents <3

Kipps is so petty I can't

The bet is on! But where is Bobby Vernon and Ned Shaw?

Lucy arrives at Fittes House for what I presume is her interview, given the bags she is carrying.

Lockwood having a jab at the adult-run agencies, as he should.

DEPRAC arriving at Portland Row, perhaps after Jack Carver died?

DEPRAC officers spraying Portland Row down with a salt solution after Jack Carver died in order to ward off his potential return. AND SEE THEY'VE GOT THE UMBRELLA STAND WITH THE RAPIERSIN IT

Protestors, maybe some cultists who don't want the ghosts destroyed? This seems to be some worldbuilding from the Hollow Boy, which featured disruption from the public in this capacity, however, I don't know if that means we are getting THB.

Lucy staring pensively into the distance.

I'm going to say this is the morning after the incident with the necklace in Lucy's room, they've discovered the engraving and Lockwood is perhaps discussing how the case may help give them proper publicity.

The gang approaching Bickerstaff's grave at Kensal Green. Got the iron chain going, we love to see it.

Bickerstaff's ghost stirring, Lucy has her hands on her ears, attempting to block out the sound of the Bone Glass.

This is one of three people imo: Lucy's sister, Lucy's close friend from Jacobs' agency, or Holly.

This was a serve. Missing Floating Joe and Lady Esmeralda!

"I'm working with maniacs." Did he stutter? The background seems rather ornate here, Combe Carey Hall?

The Golden Blade appears. Yeah I think this is Sir Rupert, and they are decking it out in the Library in Fittes House, given all the paraphernalia everywhere and bookshelves in the background. Lockwood also appears to be in his dress suit. This would be quite a departure from the book. Also, look at Lucy in the background! I hope she's cheering him on!

Bickerstaff house or Combe Carey I'm guessing.

Crossing the Thames, on the way to the Black Market Auction!

Flo my beloved <3

Fanatic cultists I'm going to say, seemingly outside Kensal Green?

Sneaking through Fittes House?

Given the fountain, this is likely the morning after Combe Carey; DEPRAC arrive to clean up the situation and respond to Lockwood's request for help.

[saelterlude]

Around October, I noticed my AO3 wordcount for this year has reached near 40k. So I thought, "Hey Sael, surely you can reach 50.000 words by the end of the year right?" Nevermind the fact that my thesis deadline is also in December.

But hey, I goddamn did. 51.236 words. Here's a list of the fics I wrote in 2023. Chronologically, when last updated, because that's cool. + short summary/my core idea for each fic.

Happy New Year!

February

Home Address, 35 Portland Row (Lockwood & Co.)

So did George just one day knocked on Lockwood's door with Skull under his arm being all, "Hey, I commited theft." Pre-canon exposition.

April

Buried Apple (Undertale AU)

Dream watched his twin die, got turned to stone, and wakes up to someone parading in his twin's corpse. How did he grieved?

May

The Hidden Basement (Lockwood & Co. and The Sandman)

Jessamy's regrets of failing to save Dream resulted in a haunted mansion. Who else would come take care of the haunting but Lockwood & Co.

June

Killer's Soul Journey (Undertale AU, yea this fandom really inspired me)

Killer got 4 stages, he also got the gang and Color. So what if each stages react differently to each group.

That Feeling and That Tone. (Undertale AU)

Just a reset in the life of Killer and Chara.

Tales from The Library (Undertale AU)

Same universe as "The Hidden Basement". What's life like for Lockwood & Co. with a type three bird ghost, Jessamy?

July

Colorful Conversations (Undertale AU)

It's in the name. Three conversations that help Color be... Color.

Divergence (Undertale AU)

We explore how time works in the multiverse, sorta.

Versa(tear)lity (Undertale AU)

There are many ways to utilize Killer's tears, here are some of them. Crack. This is just a pure crackfic.

The Circlet (Undertale AU)

There's a gap in Dream's circlet. It widens as Dream grows and his skull gets bigger. There's none in Nightmare's circlet.

August

Feelings Imminent (Undertale AU)

Killer have trouble feeling, which means he doesn't know when he's hungry, tired, or hurt. Horror tries to help.

September

Boiled Care (Undertale AU)

Cross and Horror talk about authority figures over breakfast.

October

I Know That You Can Track It Back To Me (Link Click)

Cheng Xiaoshi wants to know from whom did Lu Guang learns all the ins and outs of their powers. Well he does have time traveling powers, so learning about the past should be easy.

Like Once You Did For Me (Link Click)

Lu Guang's POV of "I Know That You Can Track It Back To Me". On a sad and lonely night, Lu Guang comes across a strange man.

So What's With The Sudden Costume Change? (Link Click)

For a fashionable show, Lu Guang's season two outfit is just a cat pajama. Oh wait, there's also the cool theater outfits. But that came out of nowhere so why? Crack, Actor AU.

A White Dream (Link Click)

A death node cannot be change, that's what Lu Guang said, but that can't be right. Cheng Xiaoshi is sure, he changed a death node once before.

November

A Gray Coat (Link Click)

Emma's parents waited all night for her, not knowing she's lying dead under a bridge. How does a parent grief over their child?

December

Shattered Reflections (Link Click)

Cheng Xiaoshi-Lu Guang's powers swapped with Li Tianchen-Li Tianxi's powers. How would that work? How would the story progress?

(I swear I will finish the last chapter soon. I promise. I just gotta graduate first.)

How to Lose A Bet and Still Win (Link Click)

The biggest betting pool in Guidu University is "when will Cheng Xiaoshi and Lu Guang become official". Some students try to win the bet by manipulating the not-couple and sabotaging other betters. Outsider POV.