Moments before, he’d been giving me a rollocking; now I was the apple of his eye. This was the way it was with Lockwood. His shifts were sometimes so sudden that they took your breath away, but his energy and enthusiasm were always impossible to resist.

asset cold, death heart of stone

THIS ONE IS MY FAVOURITE!!! I met the song because of this edit here and it is one of the most locklyle coded songs ever (by danas.filess on Instagram)

you’re not anthony lockwood i’m not lucy carlyle this ain’t 35 portland row we’re modern idiots

“Sorry… Hm… Nice pajamas” “Thanks! Nice… Towel…”

His movements were quick and light, his injuries forgotten; his dark eyes sparkled as he looked into mine. In that instant it was as if nothing in the world fascinated him as much as me.

Lockwood had fought his way up here to save me, past all the ghosts downstairs, and he had arrived at the perfect moment. I understood all that as I sat against the wall, bloodied and defenceless, and I loved him for it. My heart sang.

married .

A world without him. I couldn’t run. ‘No,’ I whispered. ‘I’ll stay with you.

What would I be running for? What would I be running towards? A world where the prophecies of evil ghosts came true, where dark predictions were fulfilled, where a third neat headstone sat atop a newly turned grave in a long-abandoned cemetery. Where all my fears were realized and all light gone.

I spoke softly now. ‘It’s me. It’s Lucy …’ I like to think it was just coincidence that Holly laid the silver net over the Source right then. I like to think it was the sound of my name that brought him back.

eye contact

asset cold, death heart of stone

“Whatever the cost, as long as you’re in my company, be sure I’ll always be there for you.”

He grinned; it was that warm smile that made everything seem simpler, ready to click perfectly into place.

"You shouldn't have done it," I said. "You shouldn't have risked yourself." "Come off it," Lockwood said. "You know I'd die for you."

“As I met his gaze, he smiled—and that smile was a world away from the hundred-gigawatt version you saw in the papers. It was warm but somehow hesitant, as if it hadn’t been used recently. It was the smile I’d hazily imagined a hundred times; only now it was real, solid, meant just for me. ”

“Well, she may think it was her idea, but I’d been looking for an excuse to get you back all winter. I just knew that, unless I had a really good reason, you’d tell me to get lost. And you would have, wouldn’t you?”

“It showed me the future—it was a future in which you’d died for me. I knew you’d end up killing yourself, and I couldn’t bear that, Lockwood. I just couldn’t bear it. So…” I spoke in a small voice. “I left. That’s why I did it. It’s better this way.”