Lucy: Im Not Going To Stand Here And Be Insulted

Lucy: I’m not going to stand here and be insulted

Skull: then stand somewhere else and be insulted I don’t give a fuck

Lockwood: We need more publicity, George, how about we make our own merch line?

George: Like what? A T-shirt with ‘Just Reckless Enough’ on it?? Or maybe a coffee mug titled, BEST ARSONIST EVER!

Lockwood: How about I knock a quarter off your salary??!

📚 - which book is your favorite?

📼 - favorite song from the show soundtrack?

🍞 - what do you have on your toast?

from @bobbys-not-that-small asks!

• I think my favorite out of all would have to be The Empty Grave!

• The opening song, ‘Can’t Leave the Night’ makes me so excited! All We Ever Wanted and A55 are great too!!

• I usually have butter or grape jelly with my toast and tea in the morning. ☕️

This is exactly how it is!

stating the obvious here but 35 portland row is so beautiful as a whole.

i mean theres death and misery and reminders of what's lost soaked into the very floorboards, stained carpets and horror stacking up, tragedy you can touch and something you can't look in the eyes waiting with your blood under its nails. but there is also sugar on the table.

there are pictures on the wall and dishes in the sink and beds with extra blankets and laughing you can hear from the stairwell, and i mean you know who it is because you've heard it enough and you know hes throwing his head back because that's how he sounds when he laughs that hard, and I mean sometimes youll still take a blanket from your bed and sit under it with her because it feels even more like home that way. sometimes youll find your clean laundry on your bed and it's still warm.

I mean it is so so so cold outside and its cold inside here too, but ours is a different cold. cold like a hand in yours right before you grab it with your other to bring warmth. it's a gentle kind of thawing when you feel boiling waters steam on your cheeks and it's a gentle kind of thawing when you start to hear the house creaking as a contented sigh, and then you'll sigh too, and i mean theres death and misery and reminders of what's lost soaked into the very floorboards, but when its spring again we'll do spring cleaning together like those happy families on tv. there is sugar on the table for you because someone remembered how you like your tea.

No Lucy, that's not the way it's going to be.

its locklyle against the world