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Wake Me Up (And Hold On To Me)
Summary: Lockwood x Fe!Reader (third person) -> She suffers with nightmares. Lockwood has a feeling he knows why she’s awake every night. So, he finally does something about it.
Disclaimer: Not specifically mentioned but characters are aged up a little more than in the show. Nightmares, angst, fluff, love etc.
Sweat dripped down her forehead as she sat up. She wouldn’t be surprised if there was a water-shadow left on her bedsheets from where she had been lay. It was worse this time. Constant running, screaming, shouting and yet…nothing but silence.
Across the room, Lucy lay fast asleep. It was like trying to wake the dead with Lucy, but sometimes she’d wake in the night and she’d lay completely still. Most times, Lucy would fall back asleep. Maybe the sounds came from outside. It was London, after all.
But not tonight.
Her screams and terrified yells hadn’t woken her roommate.
Thank god.
She took a moment to look around her.
She wasn’t in the graveyard, or at her childhood home. She was home, at Portland Row. The moon was shining it’s light into her room from the window, a small breeze flowing in from where Lucy must have lifted it open. It provided a cool breeze to her skin.
Taking a few breaths, she lifted the covers from herself and placed her feet flat on the ground, looking around her a bit more.
No ghosts. No hunters. No spirits trying to kill her and her friends.
She’s safe. She’s at home, at 35 Portland Row.
She wrung her hands over themselves for a few moments. Her heart rate was slowly lowering to a pace that didn’t feel like her heart was about to burst from her chest.
Standing after a few minutes, she was careful to avoid the creaks in the wooden floor. It didn’t take much thinking, though. This had now become second nature.
Slowing herself down, she opened up the door and closed it behind her. She took her time to admire the pictures on the wall and the feel of her home.
She’s safe. She’s home.
She felt the carpet beneath her feet, leading the familiar path to another bedroom.
This was second nature, too. Now, at least.
Before, she would turn left instead of right. She’d sit in the large arm chair, watching the moon dance its beams across the bookshelves before the sun would do the same. Finally, she would go back up stairs, take the yet again familar path to her bed, avoiding the creaks, get dressed and head downstairs for a cup of coffee.
No-one knew any different.
But Lockwood did.
He’d known for a while. Although, he didn’t know what it was exactly that kept her up. Insomnia? Too much tea? Too strong of a coffee in the day?
Wrapping her hand around the door handle, she slowly crept inside before she reached her side of the bed.
Lockwood woke for a moment. She lifted the covers and he helped her. Slipping inside, she lay with her back to his chest before she felt his arm lay across her before he took her hand in his, holding her with a gentle-yet-secure grip.
I’m here. It told her. It’s okay. You’re safe. You’re home.
The pair drifted off together, their breaths syncing as her heart beat calmed in order to match his.
If only he’d done something earlier, this could have been the solution a long time ago.
He knew something had been keeping her up. After all, whenever he woke in the night himself, he could see the light in the library from under the door. He never did anything at first. After all, they’d had a busy day. Maybe the adrenaline was still running.
But then he began to hear the phone ring - or, at least, he thought he did. One ring and the line would go dead. But, in the morning, there was a notepad filled with contact numbers and most of the research was done before they even sat down for breakfast.
She’d lie and say they called whilst he was in the bathroom. Not that they had called at 2 in the morning and she’d already been downstairs in the living room watching and old tape of Casablanca in silence.
Except, no matter how many times he’d ask if she was okay or if she had even slept, she’d simply laugh it off. Sometimes, she’d go to bed early - it was the only way she could get at least a few hours of sleep before the nightmares kicked in.
But she always made sure no-one knew; or she’d at least try. Lie still when they woke up. Act as if she was asleep on the sofa at night when they all gathered to watch a movie when in fact she was more awake than the rest of them.
However, when Lucy went away for the weekend to visit Norrie and George went to visit his mum and dad for a few days, thus leaving Lockwood and herself alone at Portland Row, there was no excaping his questions.
Lockwood had been out for most of the day, gathering and paying for more stock meanwhile she was at home fixing the shelves of the library that had recently fallen down. She’d told them time and time again that they needed new shelves. The wood was old and starting to rot.
So, with George away, it gave her enough time to reorganize and fix what needed fixing in the home without someone being in the way. As much as she loved them.
Lockwood got back around 9 and after calling out for her a few times, he went in search for her to find her fast asleep in the library. Everything was fixed and looking like new. The books still had to be shelved, but they could do that tomorrow.
Pulling the blanket from the back of the sofa, she lay it over her before switching out the light and placing the fire guard up. He didn’t exactly shut the door, but just enough to block the light out from the hallway.
As the hours passed, Lockwood labeled all the stock and filled in the papers he needed to before George came back to strangle him. But, as he began to climb the stairs and switch off the hall light, he could hear mumbling.
It was incoherant. Barely audible if someone had been speaking to him. But in the dead silence of the home, he could hear it.
Standing in the door way, he pushed the library door open. He could hear it louder now.
“Run…no…let…let go of me…”
She got louder as he got closer and before she knew it, she woke to find Lockwood kneeling on the ground beside her.
“Hey, hey. You’re okay. You’re safe. You’re with me. Hey, look at me. It’s me. You’re okay. You’re safe.”
Lockwood could see the change in her eyes. From fighting to recognition. He visibly saw her shoulders drop before she put her head in her hands and swung her legs so her feet were on the ground.
Now, she noticed the blanket.
He must have covered her up.
“Let me get you some water.”
Moments later, Lockwood came back in with a glass of cold water and handed it to her.
“What happened?”
“Nothing.” She tried to deny it.
“You were having a nightmare.” He pointed out. “That’s not nothing.”
A few moments of silence passed over both of them. Until, finally, he spoke again.
“Is this what has been keeping you up at night?”
She looked to him, shocked, for a moment. She had been trying to be silent.
“I’m fine, Lockwood.”
He shook his head. “No, you’re not.”
“It’s nothing I can’t handle.”
“Well, it’s not exactly going great if you can’t sleep,” he pointed out, again. “Is this how you get everything done, in a morning? Why you’re up at the crack of dawn?”
He already knew the answer but the fact that she looked down at her feet, trying to look anywhere but at him was confirmation enough.
He placed his hand in hers, “Hey,” she looked at him. “Next time it happens, wake me up.”
The heat was slowly dying now from the fire, but it didn’t matter because she could already feel her cheeks burning. Maybe it was embarrassment? She didn’t want anyone knowing what she was dreaming about at night. She didn’t want to be a burden on any of her family. They all had a job to do.
“You shouldn’t be going through this alone.”
It took her a moment, but eventually she nodded. She tried to look down again but she felt his hand on her cheek, making her look up. It took him a moment, before he moved closer and placed a kiss on her forehead.
“Let’s go to bed.”
It was a week before she had another nightmare that woke her up so early that it wasn’t even the next day. Any time she closed her eyes, the images and the noises would come flooding back to her.
That was the first night she went to his room.
Neither of them said anything. He just pulled the covers back and she slipped inside, leaning into him. He asked her a few questions, holding her hand against his chest whilst two of his fingers wrapped around her wrist. He could feel her pulse. It was racing.
That same night, he placed a kiss to her temple before pulling her closer.
It was the first night either of them had fallen into such a deep sleep, George had to knock on the door when passing to wake them up.
Neither George or Lucy had any idea what was going on. When Lucy was in the bathroom, and George was in the kitchen, she’d rush up the stairs, careful to avoid the creaks before quickly putting on some fresh clothes, running a brush through her hair, washing her face in the sink and heading back downstairs.
By the time she was downstairs, Lockwood was dressed and Lucy had come downstairs running a brush through her hair.
Everything continued on as normal.
And now, months after that night in the library…the nightmares were becoming less and less intense. Less waking up and feeling as if she was still stuck in the nightmare.
They were getting easier to deal with.
Sometimes, George or Lucy would see the pair come out from his bedroom but neither asked any questions about it.
The way they both saw it, both Lockwood and herself look rested. They were better on the job - more alert and less on edge - and they seemed…happier.
Relaxed.
Some nights, she wouldn’t have to sneak down the stairs and into his room due to him taking her hand leading her up the stairs. They were both the only two awake anyway.
And, as she climbed in beside him and he switched off the lamp and they both listened to the movement of distant cars outside, still bustling about. Even if it was way past cerfew, some still broke it; whether they worked for DEPRAC or not.
She would feel his arms wrap around her, holding her as if she was his home. Maybe it was a stretch to think so but she knew he was her’s.
In his arms, at 35 Portland Road, she’s safe. She’s home and nothing could hurt her.
Not even her nightmares.
#lockwood and co#lockwood x reader#anthony lockwood x reader#lockwood x fe!reader#fluff#angst#kisses#one bed trope#home in your arms#poortland row#lucy carlyle#george karim#london#netflix#we need a season 2#love
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Anybody thinks that when Carson and Greta are talking about Dana and Greta says she "was fine" she wasn't actually fine but just not as bad as Dana. Especially because Jo said they should send Gretas mom the money and then Gretas like but then she'll know where we are.
And also the conversation Jo and Greta have about maybe letting go of their rules because they are both finally in a place where they feel happy and at home. (Greta is home and happy with Carson and Jo is home and happy in the league).
Jo said they had to be careful after Dana and obviously because they don't want what happened to Dana to happen to another woman either Greta or Jo loves but maybe also because Gretas parents are not OK with it and were watching or controlling them like crazy? And they just had to leave?
#a league of their own#greta gill#carson shaw#jo#joey#and what the hell is Jos last name?#Maybelle called her Josephine#is that her full name?#so many#questions#we need a season 2
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Everytime I see Walker Scobells face I just imagine this kids ass getting smoked in a vulcano
#honestly I can't wait#percy jackson#percy jackon and the olympians#we need a season 2#and 3#and 4#especially 4
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What we all wanted to see at the end of episode 6.
#moon knight#laters gators#moon knight will return#chrissy makes gifs#alternate edit#episode 6#steven grant#we need a season 2#oscar isaac
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Every day I log onto this hellsite (affectionate) and wonder if today's the day that OFMD is renewed for season 2 (and fingers crossed maybe season 3 too???) Because my dashboard will be unusable for 24+ hours when that happens and I am trying to manifest it.
#ofmd#our flag means death#we need a season 2#manifesting#idrk how witch stuff works tbh#*marching around chanting season 2 season 2 ed and stede better be able to reunite in season 2 give me more gay pirates in season 2!*
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i love how the kiss was awful. i love how it wasn’t a show of love but a desperate, viscerally angry gesture to try to get aziraphale to see exactly what he was losing and what crowley has, from his point of view, already lost. i love how the kiss was awful.
#brb drifting into the arena of the unwell#‘i forgive you’ ok neil we need to talk#good omens#good omens season 2#good omens spoilers#good omens s2#good omens season 2 spoilers#good omens s2 spoilers#ineffable husbands#azirafell#aziracrow#aziraphale#crowley
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ok but that kid Mobius couldn’t prune was Loki right. like, that was Loki right. The brothers at the dock. That was Loki and Thor right. It was Loki
Mobius couldn’t kill Loki, chose his burden, and dedicated his life to him instead.
Mobius’s story started and ended with Loki. It had to be Loki.
#loki spoilers#loki#loki season 2#lokius#mobius m mobius#LIKE#IM STILL WRAPPING MY HEAD AROUND THE FACT THAT HE WAS A HUNTER#AND NOW WE FIND OUT HES NOT BC HE COULDNT KILL A KID#HELLO#WE CHOOSE OUR BURDENS HE SAYS#HE CHOSE TO STICK TO HIS HUMANITY#THE SAME HUMANITY HE SEES IN LOKI#GRIPS SERIES#WHY DO MY GAY MEN ALWAYS END UP SEPARATED#FUCK#I NEED THE REST#WHERES THE REEEEEESST
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Neil Gaiman and Roz Kaveney at the British Library event Why We Need Fantasy 20.11.2023 :) ❤
Neil: I don't remember if it was you or John M. Ford, the late Mike Ford, who pointed out to me first that there is a thing that I do that I was not aware of doing. And it was.. and I remember this being pointed out to me at the time of the publication of American Gods. Or possibly even before it was published, when I sent it out a manuscript. Because it was pointed out to me that one way that you can tell that you're entering the third act of a Neil Gaiman story is there is always a kiss that sort of ends the second act. And it's never a sort of romantic kiss. It's always a kiss that is unexpected and a little bit wrong, but it symbolizes where we're going to go next.
Roz: Yeah, that was Mike, it's too smart for me.
Neil: That was Mike. And I remember arguing with him and then him pointing out that all the places I'd done it. And then I did it again in the Anansi Boys and didn't realize that I'd done it. And then I forget about this thing. And I saw somebody on Tumblr had found an interview with me from 2002 where I'm talking about this and the kiss, and they're like, 'Still doing it then'.
:)) Yep, Neil is still doing it :D <3 (this is the tumblr post)
You can watch the whole event here :).
#good omens#neil gaiman#roz kaveney#why we need fantasy#why we need fantasy british library 2023 event#events#interview#neil interview#videos#fun fact#gos2#season 2#2ep6#2i6i15#ac kiss#american gods#anansi boys#yep :) :D <3#s2 interview
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loid truly won at life
like your super-hot-ultra-deadly-assassin-wife still manages a way to bring the conversation to you even when she's actively breaking someone's bones
this is the flex of the century
#now we just need a scene of loid undercover and mentioning yor#“i have a beautiful wife sorry”#tastuya endo pls#spy x family season 2#spy x family#spy family#sxf#loid forger#yor forger#twiyor#loid x yor#anya: mama papa are flirting#anya forger
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Master Jinshi, this may not be the best time, but there is something I've meant to say for a long time ...
#jinshi#maomao#shoujoedit#kusuriya no hitorigoto#the apothecary diaries#toriigifs#userartless#userdabiluna#usersophies#userinahochi#tuserashes#usergojoana#asdskajhdkajhda AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH#no wayyy you can't leave me like this?!?!?!#I need season 2 NOWWW#thank god we are having a season two#but i can't wait hahaha
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s2 + golbetty centric episode prayer circle 🍎💝
#adventure time#fionna and cake#golbetty#golb#betty grof#adventure time fanart#art tag#fionna and cake spoilers#(living in my dream world where the apple has to do with betty)#(and we will see her point of view or how she feels about her godhood ill take anything I just want more screentime with her)#(she doesnt even need to speak i dont mind a silent golbetty episode as she does her things. incomprehensible god)#(sorry for rambling i have a lot of thoughts positive and negative. but overall i need a season 2 i need more time with these characters..)#(anyway stay safe every1 please dont start hitting each other with rocks over the finale T_T)
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Tango and GeminiTay visit Etho post-charity stream travel while Grian interacts via chat. Etho says he and Joel were alone all week and everybody teases him.
19 minutes into Tango's "I AM THE MASTER" stream, April 2024
Transcript:
Tango: So, Etho, what did you do all week by yourself? Were you lonely?
Etho: Dude, it was so dead on this server-
Tango: It was so quiet! I know.
Gem, overlapping: Did you miss us?
Tango, overlapping: He DID! He did!
Gem: Awww!
Etho: A little bit... It was just like- It was like Joel and me, and...................... and that was about it... And Cub came back eventually.
Gem, overlapping: Of COURSE you mention Joel first.
Tango: Yep, yep; of course.
Tango, quietly sing-songing: Obsessed~ ... Obsessed...
Etho: [Laughs]
Gem: Not your neighbor, Cub. JOEL. Joel's top of the list.
Etho: But I couldn't even go see Joel because it would've been awkward to, like... just be alone.
Gem: You poor thing...
Tango, reading Grian's message in chat: 'Joel is enough for you.' Yeah...... I see more statues popping up- Who's making them?
Etho: Not me! Okay, something weird is going on- I don't know the deal behind it-
Tango, laughing: Uh-huh...
Etho: I've made two statues... Total.
Tango: Which ones did you make?
Etho: The Joel one... and the other one's... a secret.
[End]
Next, Tango and Gem tease Etho because they're pretty sure the other statues he built are the giant Etho statues, implied to be something he put in front of Joel's base himself. Etho says this is "not confirmed in his video."
#Hermitcraft#hermitblr#Hermitcraft Season 10#Boat Boys#TangoTek#EthosLab#GeminiTay#Grian#Joel Smallishbeans#This was such a pain to get a video for and someone may have done it already but I needed it on my blog. Laughed too much#The sheer hilarity of Etho going from 'I can't be alone with Joel or it'd be awkward' to 'Yeah I built two giant statues of him'#Yeah yeah we know you like your soulmate. gg.#2 hours 7 minutes in Tango also gets excited because Jimmy shows up in his chat and Tango VIPs him. lol.#Glad you're equally enjoying your soulmate you goof#Riddle watches Hermits#traffic soulmates#videos#mcyt
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MARCUS & LUCA | THE BEAR SEASON TWO
#thebearedit#the bear fx#the bear hulu#the bear#the bear season 2#the bear s2#will poulter#lionel boyce#marcus the bear#luca the bear#i see the vision y'all#imma need luca to come back in s3 so you can take his new bf on a date#like can we talk about that first gif#luca had such a bright smile after marcus teased himmmmmm#omgggggg#and look how happy marcus looked when he got that letter from luca! MY PRECIOUS BABY#and look at that look luca gives marcus in the second gif like HELLOOOOOOOO!#and luca mimicking the operation game sounds after marcus brings it up T_T my silly goofy boys deserve each other!#chef boyfriends#bakery boyfriends#i need a ship name!
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The OFMD team was so smart not to release any content while Good Omens was having it's moment because remember the sheer CHAOS that was unfolding when GO was 2 months before release. The Internet was losing it's fucking mind. And now OFMD is two months away.
TWO MONTHS PEOPLE
#im still not over the ineffables goddamn#the good omens brain rot is strong with this one#WE NEED TO GIVE OFMD HYPERFIXATION WORTHY HYPE#good omens#goodomens#aziraphale#crowley#goodomenss2#good omens 2#ineffable husbands#good omens season 2#aziracrow#goodomenss2spoilers#ofmd#ourflagmeansdeath#our flag means death#ofmdseason2#ofmd2#ofmd 2#ofmd s2#ourflagmeansdeathseason2#ourflagmeansdeath2#our flag means death 2#our flag means death s2
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remember what they took from us......
i know realistically crowley would have to pry that waistcoat from aziraphale's cold dead hands but hey im being silly over here
ive seen so many good designs for them and im probably subconsciously stealing some of them and i apologize. and im late as hell to the party. but i bring cute poses!!! because im good at that!!
#good omens#good omens 2#crowley good omens#good omens fanart#aziraphale#go2#ineffable wives#ineffable#ineffable partners#ineffable husbands#60s#60s fashion#i wish i was better at costume design :(#fem presenting aziraphale and crowley#what we could have had#it could have been glorious#need more Women in season 3#lord knows aziraphale is anything but fashionable but what if i was silly#crowley probably convinced her to let her help with the fits#cuz they were going to such a new place and i doubt aziraphale presents as anything other than default aziraphale very often#apparently they really liked gingham back in the 60s so i jumped on the opportunity to draw our pretty angel in gingham#because it's a lot less annoying to draw than tartan#i still need to learn how to actually draw tartan#this post was coloring hell idk why. i used to be good with yellows
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it's not just me who can't get over it, right?
#good omens#good omens 2#good omens spoilers#anthony j crowley#ineffable husbands#aziracrow#this song has been on repeat in my head since the season premiered and im so unwell#i cant believe we got it at all#but that it was meant literally#no fan theories needed my baby really had that playing while he rode off to rescue his canon beloved#this is the Good Place
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