lucas hall



The Brain, Athlete, Basketcase, Princess, and Criminal x The Queer, Midnight, Weirdo, Frog-Face, and Toothless


What a lovely man…

After receiving a standing ovation from the audience in SDCC2017 Hall H, Peter Capaldi, stood and beautifully praised his co-stars and Steven Moffat. Tears all around at this display of kindness, generosity and genuine affection…



  • The Brain, Athlete, Basketcase, Princess, and Criminal x The Queer, Midnight, Weirdo, Frog-Face, and Toothless

you can find my original post comparing the two here :)

London’s Calling

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Chapter Ten: Damage Control

Word Count: 1993

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Riley Matthews had never felt more fire burning beneath her skin then she did after her phone argument with Lucas. Riley is pacing around the room when her mother enters. Riley jumps in fright. 

“You’re up early,” Topanga says as she sets her briefcase down on the table, opens the fridge and takes out the juice. 

Riley mumbles an excuse and sits herself on the sofa not wanting to arouse suspicion. 

“Did Finn get off to soccer okay?” Topanga asks as she pours herself a glass of OJ. 

“Yep,” Riley says bluntly. 

“Is everything okay, honey?” Topanga gives her daughter a quizzical look. 

Riley contemplates venting to her mother but before she can fully think it through Riley’s muttering, “Boys stink.” 

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I will now proceed to sing the resident evil 7 trash national anthem.




Please kill me.

FanFic: A Brother’s Blessing

Taking a deep breath Lucas raises his hand to knock on the Matthews front door, he nervously waits for someone to answer.

“Mr. Friar? You know Riley’s not here…right?” Cory asks with a puzzled expression.

“I know sir. I’m not here to see her.” Lucas announces with a lot more confidence than he was feeling.

“No? If you have come to see me, I’m afraid I’m rather busy.”

“I’m not here to see you sir, at least not yet.” Lucas begins to fidget.

“Well my wife is also…”

“Capable of speaking for herself. Hi Lucas. Come on in. Don’t let Mr. Matthews fool you, he is not busy.” Topanga offered Lucas a seat on this couch with a wave of her hand.


“What about Auggie?” Cory asks while his heart starts to race. He has a feeling he knows what’s about to happen.

“I’m here to see Auggie, sir. Then if things go well, I’d like to talk to you & Mrs. Matthews.” Lucas is certain they can hear his knees knock.

Cory stands there quietly, just staring at Lucas. Topanga, knowing what’s to come, call it momma’s intuition, tells Lucas “Absolutely Lucas. Auggie is in his room. You know the way.” With a quiet thank you, Lucas takes a moment to collect himself before heading down the hall to Auggie’s room.

“Topanga? Is this actually happening?” Cory feels a bit faint and sits on the sofa.

His wife crawls into his lap and wraps her arms around him “Yes, it is happening. This can’t be a shock. Now before you get any crazy ideas. We love Lucas. Your daughter loves Lucas. We are going to say yes and if you make me break out the Judge voice to deal with your crazy ass… you will regret it.” Topanga wears a contented smile.

“Me? Moi? Crazy ass? Not necessary. I’m sure my son will take care of everything.” Cory replies with a smirk. He knows that she is not wrong, they do love Lucas but he only has one little girl and he considers it his fatherly right to make Lucas sweat. “Hey, Topanga?”

“Yes, Cory?”

“Thank you for listening to me you big stupid” Cory murmurs as he leans in for a kiss.

“I have to say, Mr. Matthews, it was definitely one of your better ideas.” The two snuggle on the couch while they wait for Lucas to return.

Down the hall, Lucas raps on Auggie’s door.

“Come in!” he hears the teen yell.

“Hey, Aug.” Lucas announces his presence.

“Lucas! What are you doing here?” Auggie jumps up to give Lucas a hug.

“I’m here to talk to you,” Lucas explains.

Auggie has been expecting this visit and pulls out the little chair he made Lucas sit in forever ago.

Lucas smiles and laughs as Auggie tells him to take a seat.

“What’s up, Lucas?” Auggie can’t help but feel a little weepy at the sight of Lucas in that tiny chair. It was funny when Lucas was in 8th grade…. It’s flat out comical now that he’s in his 20’s.

“Man, does this bring back memories. I’m here to talk to you Aug about your sister. You have always been her protector…. her best friend…. the most important man in her life beside your dad. That’s why I’m coming to you first Auggie. All those years ago, you made sure I knew that you were her ONLY brother. Then when London almost happened we talked about you & I becoming brothers someday. I’m here today, to ask you for your blessing. I would like your blessing to marry your ONLY sister, my ONLY love and for you & I to become brothers. Auggie Matthews? May I have your blessing to marry your sister?”

Auggie feels 10 feet tall… “Lucas, you have been the only guy to make my sister completely goofy. You have been the VP of Rileytown for the longest time. You dealt with my dad stealing your shoes and perhaps the biggest thing? You made sure that I was included every step of the way. You sat in that chair twice before and let me be Riley’s protective brother. I know how much you love my sister and how much she loves you. Of course, you have my blessing Lucas.” Lucas stands and moves to shake Auggie’s hand…Auggie takes his hand and pulls him in for a hug.

“Thanks, Auggie. I promise I will do everything in my power to make her as happy as she makes me.”

“I know you will Lucas. Now let’s go into the living room so I can watch my dad’s head spin around when you ask him.” Auggie cackles.

“You don’t think he will say, no do you?” Lucas asks nervously.

“No way but you can bet he’s going to make you sweat. Are your shoes on tight?” The boys laugh as they walk back to the living room.

“Hey mom…. Dad? Can my brother stay for dinner?”

This picture seems to be getting a lot of LIKES on @instagram where we have a contest running!  Indiana Jones through the ages…

Top Row: Boutalat (Toddler) Corey Carrier (ages 8–10) River Phoenix (age 13) Middle Row: Sean Patrick Flanery (ages 16–21)  Harrison Ford (ages 36–39 Bottom Row Harrison Ford (50-58)  George Hall (age 93)

The Story of Us

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✮ Chapter Five: Short Stories ✮

Word Count: 7,295

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After her inn adventure with Lucas, Riley retreats back to Jedediah’s house for a bite to eat. That night she lays awake in bed thinking over her conversation with Lucas. They’ve known each other for less than forty-eight hours yet Riley told him about her safe space and he brought her to his.

Lucas brought Riley to the inn after seeing her in a huffy state. The bay window - even burnt out and beaten down - was a sweet gesture. So, Riley opens up about the significance of her safe place, not as a reward but more so out of appreciation for it. Eventually their conversation progressed from there and even with Riley having to persist a little, it flowed naturally. Of course both teens seemed sheepish because of the vulnerable topics but there was still something strange about it all to Riley. 

Lucas shared with Riley his dream and to some - Lucas included - that’s like sharing an entry from your diary. To own aloud something that could bring failure and embarrassment is no easy thing, yet he told a complete stranger about it. 

Riley keeps trying to explain away things; she told Lucas about the bay window to say thank you and he told her his aspirations because she opened up to him… Or maybe because it’s easier talking to a stranger… Regardless of whatever windy thought tangent she partook on that night she shakes it all off after realising it was after 1:00am and she’d spent hours thinking about it. 

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Hora Somni

The door to Aurora’s room quietly clicked shut as Raine tiptoed her way down the hall. Lucas never had any issues falling asleep at night, but Aurora was always a little more fussy, especially now that she was teething, and needed a little more maternal attention before finally entering the realm of dreams.

Raine was exhausted, as new mothers tended to be. Her joints ached, her hair tied back in a small braid that barely hit the space between her shoulder blades, pieces falling into her face. She blew the strays out of her eyes and made her way towards where the light was on in Ignis’ office.

She peeked inside. To the untrained eye, it would have appeared as if her husband was sitting contemplatively with his arms folded across his chest, deep in thought. But Raine knew better. She noticed his steady breathing, the way his chest rose and fell rhythmically, the slight part of his lips that gave him away.

Raine smiled with a slight shake of her head and quietly made her way inside, so as not to startle him. She knelt by his side and gently placed a hand on his shoulder. When he didn’t stir, she leaned down and kissed him on the cheek.

“Ignis, love, come to bed.”

Ignis stirred, seemingly regaining consciousness again. Raine knew that he was awake when he turned his face towards hers and stole a kiss before touching his forehead to hers.

“Are the children asleep?”

“Yes,” Raine answered, amused. “And you should be, too. Come on, smart guy. Whatever you’re working on can wait until the morning.”

Ignis let out an undignified yawn that he was too tired to cover up with his hand, and reluctantly got to his feet. Raine took hold of his hand, fingers intertwined, and they padded down the hall together. Ignis took off his protective lenses and rubbed at his better eye with the back of his hand, his bangs falling into his eyes.

Raine looked up at him and giggled. “Now I know where Lucas gets that disheveled look from.”

Ignis smiled, too tired for a clever comeback, and all but collapsed onto the bed. Raine took his glasses from his hand and placed them on his bedside table. She was shifting to move when Ignis’ long arms encircled her waist and dragged her back down, hugging her close to his chest.

Raine ran her fingers through his hair and got comfortable in his arms. “The hunters really have you busy, huh?”

“Mm,” Ignis nodded in agreement. “My apologies for my absence, my love.”

Raine pressed a kiss to the corner of his lips. “Don’t be sorry. You’re here now.”

“Maybe once this is all over, we can bring the children to Galdin Quay,” Ignis offered after a pause. “I’d love for them to see the ocean.”

Raine closed her eyes, sleep sinking into her bones and making her feel blissfully heavy. “That sounds like a wonderful idea.”

Ignis kissed the crown of Raine’s head before they both slipped off into a peaceful slumber. In their dreams, the sun rose high in the sky, the warmth of its rays like heaven against their skin. The day was the clearest blue, only rivalled by the beauty of the ocean itself. Lucas and Aurora were splashing in the shallow waves, and everything was perfect.

It was that dream that propelled them forward. To fight for the future they’d always wished for, to push through the hardships to find that light in the darkness. They could almost smell the salt from the ocean’s waves if they dreamed hard enough.

And though this place of peace only existed when they closed their eyes, it was a comfort that it existed at all.

And so they waited for the promise of the future. It was just within their grasp.