Al-is-not-well - My People Skills Are Rusty

kill them with kindness. WRONG!!!!!! MAGNESIUM FLARE 💥💥💥💥💥🧪🧪🧪💥💥💥💥✨✨✨💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥🧪🧪🧪🧪🧪🧪💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥✨✨✨✨✨💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥🧪🧪🧪✨✨✨🧪🧪🧪🧪🧪🧪🧪🧪💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥🧪🧪🧪💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥🧪💥💥💥✨✨✨✨✨✨✨💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥🧪🧪💥💥💥💥💥🧪🧪🧪🧪🧪🧪💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥✨✨✨💥💥💥

Soft Shadows

Summary: Written for @trexrambling ‘s Daring Drabbles challenge where my theme was “Candlelight.”

Pairing: Dean x reader

Word Count: 288

“All done,” said Dean, setting the lighter down as he crawled into bed with you. You’d never seen your room like this before and you couldn’t help but smile at Dean in the soft, dim light.

“This is…intimate,” you said, the few lit candles casting long shadows and warmth into the room, a pleasant, airy scent filling the space. Dean lifted his hand up and reached for yours, dancing his fingers together with your own, watching them move and play against the far wall. His breath against your bare shoulder felt hotter than normal, his muscled arm intertwining with yours closer than you’d ever felt it.

“You’re beautiful,” he said gently, his head tilting, his soft hair brushing your forehead for a brief moment before lush lips were pressing against your skin with a ghost touch. It was too hard to see but you knew that rare gleam was in his eyes, the one where tonight he knew he could forget about everything, that he would forget about everything. He was safe with you in this room, cozy and at peace. 

“Can we stay like this forever?” you asked. Dean brushed a finger over your cheekbone, tracing a different line than you were used to over the shadow.

“You glow,” he said, moving his thumb over the skin slowly. You turned into the touch and he tucked his body against yours. “We can stay here forever, Y/N.”

He didn’t say another word, simply tracked new curves and lines, changing as the candles burned down, a little of the darkness returning, threatening to consume all of the wonderful ways he looked in that room. Even when that too came and the light was gone, Dean wasn’t.

And he knew you weren’t going anywhere either.

DEAN + WINE

Realizing that Lockwood was protecting Lucy the whole time by taking all the fame and attention onto his shoulders. He wasn’t the one who should’ve been praised, it was Lucy. He was just a screen that was pulled down to protect her and her gift.

Going insane over these ghost hunting kids

FRIENDS. HEAR ME OUT. LOCKWOOD FAMILY FANCASTS

So, I was watching @oceanspray5 's marvelous "Wait For It" Lockwood edit on YouTube, in which Kiera Knightly and Matthew Goode are fancasted as Celia and Donald.

Now, I have seen a few different Jessicas in the past, and they haven't meshed with me, but a recent thought that had some staying power is Natalia Dyer. She works pretty well, because she could feasibly be related to Lockwood but also has a face shape sorta similar to Ruby Stokes, so the whole "out of the corner of Lockwood's eye" thing works. And then I got emotional and edited the family together and well:

Lockwood is the spitting image of his father. Jessica gets her face shape and jawline from Celia. I just—

sometimes i think about

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Something I find so absolutely fascinating in Lockwood and Co. is the way in which the text reminds you you're reading about children - the kids live in this world where necessity has forced them to function as adults for most of their lives, but rather than just allowing them to have taken on these adult positions we see them be so silly and sweet. They all have an obnoxious sweet tooth, Lockwood has a bin of costumes and seems to use them wholly unnecessarily and dramatically. He does stupid accents. Hes literally just playing dress up. They're just babies 🥺

"Tell her about the biscuit rule"

Messing around with a new art program, I liked how this turned out