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you're my best friend ( you make me live )

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“Are you afraid?

“No…not with you”

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i feel ancient

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💔

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💪🗡️The defender is growing

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YEAAAASSSSS!!!!! SO EXCITED FOR THE L&CO FIC 🎉🎉🎉🎉!!!!!! very very happy u came back, i missed seeing u around <3

my sweet anon…one day i’ll find you.

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side note: should i start logging my dreams and put them here? I’ll do a dream diary! They are kinda insane and I miss blogging 🧔‍♀️ LMK FRIENDS <3 !!

(also i shall be returning to writing soon….watch out to my 4 followers of my lockwood fic muahahahaah)

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OH GOD ONE OF THOSE IS ME MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAH (hint 🍭)

thelma and louise 🥀

“something’s crossed over in me, i can’t go back…”

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my interests don’t leave they just go into remission

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what doesn't kill you makes you weird at intimacy

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Spoil a femme today. Spoil a femme tomorrow. Spoil a femme forever.

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<(￣3￣)>

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this is so “you again” coded

(poke poke read it ;p)

Lockwood: I just talked to Y/N.

George: How did it go?

Lockwood: I showed them who's boss.

George: Who did it turn out to be?

Lockwood: ...them.

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John Martin - Paradise Lost: The Creation of Light 1824

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some of the brightest minds of our generation post on tumblr during work hours

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Lockwood Drabble - “My Warmth”

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had this scene playing out in my head for a while and it doesn’t fit into my fic right now so here :p -- UNEDITED

tags: lockwood & co, anthony lockwood x gn!reader, fluffy goodness, reader had a bad time and lockwood comforts them, found family

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On days like these you forget just how harsh the winter can be. Just when the Problem was at your doorstep, begging to harm you, a certain boy could make it all disappear in a snap.

“It’s going to get cold, my love” A quiet voice beckons towards you.

You snap out of your daze, setting down the spoon you had been mindlessly stirring in a small green teacup onto your blanket clad lap. The voice beams closer, taking the spoon from your lap and cupping your hand, making your fingers flush against the warmth of the ceramic.

“Don’t get too lost in your thoughts, okay? I know how you are. I won’t stand for it, not now.” You gaze up at your caring boyfriend with a quirk of your lip. Lockwood breathes out a quick smile of reassurance and leans forward, holding a quick kiss to your forehead before he’s back off to the kitchen with the teaspoon he had stolen.

How did you ever get here? Just a few years ago you had no idea about the little house on Portland Row. But now...now you can't imagine a life without the ragtag team you call family. Something you couldn't fathom just a few years prior turned into the most important decision of your life, and the best friends you could ever ask for. And...the best partner.

Lockwood wasn't perfect, no. But he loved you like it was breathing. Your problems became each others problems, and you took each other in with ease. His embrace could heal one thousand scars, and he reacted to everything you did as if the stars themselves cut you out and placed your head on his pillow every night.

And here he is waltzing out of the kitchen and taking you out of your daydream once again. What a sweet boy. He holds another teacup and a pack of biscuits, setting on the table in front of you both.

"I don't know if these are the ones you like, but I thought that the strawbe-" you cut off the poor boy that was explaining the biscuit flavor to give him a chaste kiss to the lips. He is surprised, staring at you for a second before sinking into the kiss and engulfing you into an embrace. Your bodies mold into one as the kiss deepens and he accidentally knocks you both over onto the couch.

As you tip over from his enthusiasm, you break the kiss and begin to giggle, his following suit once you push his jumper-clad torso back up. Once upright, he apologizes a quick, "Sorry, I um- what did you do that for?" He smiles a second and wraps you back up in the soft blanket you were initially sitting in.

Your hand lingers on his as he pulls the fabric over your shoulder, you had almost forgotten about the intention behind your sudden kiss. His hand stutters as you ghost his skin, his eyes fluttering to yours as you speak. "I could never ask for this."

Lockwood's eyes suddenly gloss over, as he makes the move to grasp your hand, holding it softly, yet firmly, in his as he brings it to his face. He stalls for just a breath as he brings your palm to his cheek, cupping his chin. A peck to the flesh of your palm as he continues to hold it against his face, he closes his eyes and breathes in your scent before speaking up.

Your cheeks heat as he does this intimate endeavor, left breathless by his boldness in this tranquil room you two share. "I wouldn't trade this for the world. You save me every day. I..." he pauses. You don't even take notice of your damp cheeks until he goes to hold them, wiping them dry.

He continues. "I love you. You're my warmth, my light every morning." Another kiss. This time his, and you are one again. After some moments shared between you two, muttering sickly sweet oaths in each others fondness, you sit back up. Then you see it. Fuckkk...the tea.

A defeated sigh leaves both of your lips as you snort once again. "I guess we got carried away...I'll make us a fresh batch.." He apologizes and begins to grab the now room temp ceramic mugs on the table, but you grab the hem of his grey jumper, stopping him before they can be lifted off the wood.

"I think I'd rather just sit here...stay?" You shy away, seemingly ignoring the tender moment you two had just shared.

Lockwood pauses and starts to laugh, still standing with the tea. "George will murder us both if we leave these on the table tonight. Can't start bad habits darling." He pecks your forehead and you nod, to which he takes his leave with the dishes.

In just the few moments it takes for him to leave with the cups and set them in the sink with a quick rinse, you are longing for his presence. A chuckle escapes your lips at this neediness- you can't believe yourself.

He returns with a half eaten bag of crisps and two cans of something fizzy to make up for the discarded tea and biscuits plan. Perfect.

Finding you chuckling to yourself, his amused smile precedes him as he wraps back up in the flurry of soft blankets and pillows you were hidden in. "Well what's going on now??"

You lay your head in his lap with all of the blankets around you and his finger traces the outline of your face, pushing anything out of the way to see you better. "Nothing...missed you." He laughs boldly, the hand that was caressing your chin resting on your chest. "Missed me? You are...surprising."

As the night drones on you two eat snacks and discuss every topic under the sun...that is until the sun comes up.

"Oh shit...can we go to bed now? Is that even allowed??" You exclaim as he just laughs into a pillow, suddenly dropping it and picking you up from the couch in one fell swoop. "In my book it is perfectly acceptable." You smile and dig your head into his chest. Lockwood's breathing starts to quicken, but calms as you settle into his jumper.

"Good. But bring the blankets?" You question as he starts to put you back down onto the couch.

"Anything for you, my warmth."

You two pick up as much as you can and scuttle to the bedroom. Another night well spent- wasting time in each others company. You can only imagine what the rest of your years might entail. Hopefully...more forgotten tea and lasting words.

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note: I hope you enjoyed!! first time getting back into fluffy sweetness since I've been back on tumblr. notes welcome, let me know!!! BYE - ives

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"Hey, me and my throuple spotted you from across the bar, and we just wanna say we hate your vibe and we want you to leave"