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I Get a Sugar Rush Whenever I’m With You - Table of Contents

I was going to call this a masterlist, but it’s literally just the one fic so 🤣 Check back for new mini-chapters roughly once a week!

Chapter 1: Cake

Chapter 2: Biscuits

Chapter 3: Bread

Chapter 4: ‘70s

Chapter 5: Desserts

Chapter 6: Free From…

Chapter 7: Pastry

Chapter 8: Pie

Chapter 9: Patisserie

Chapter 10: The Final

Epilogue: Six Months Later…

skullmakesmelaugh:

George: According to the footage here, you shook the vending machine and when the shake alarm went off, you punched the glass and broke it

Lucy: I was hungry

doeminyard:

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Not my house, but i’d know my way around <3

arielleshaina:

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Chapter 12 of Serenade in Blue is now up! In the 1940s, fathers were relegated to a waiting room during the birth of their children, but Lockwood has always been a rule breaker 🤭

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62471965/chapters/165960586

hollcwboy:

lucy: don’t throw your life away at 18 for your own fucked up moral complex, please 👍‼️

lockwood: why are you YELLING AT ME !!!!😭😖🥺

smokefurball:

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Kamala Khan, a.k.a. ‘Ms Marvel’

“Sometimes someone can come out of nowhere and do something amazing.”

dailymarvelstudios:

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Ms. Marvel 1x05 “Time and Again”

daily-dose-of-dousy:

Daisy and Sousa: *chatting and (lowkey flirting) in the hallway outside of Daisy’s room*

Most of the team: *spying on them from around the corner*

May: *coming from behind the team, in a confused tone* What the hell are you all doing?

The team: *stumbles into Daisy and Sousa’s view*

Daisy and Sousa: *walks toward them*

Daisy: Why are you spying on us?

Elena: Mack was betting on you two.

Mack: And you all made wages on the bet!

Daisy: *rolls her eyes* Seriously, again?

Sousa: Wait, what do you mean again?

skullmakesmelaugh:

Barnes: You’re under arrest for trying to carry five people and an illegal Source on a single motorcycle

Flo, with George, Holly, Lucy, the Skull, and Kipps behind them: Wait, what do you mean FIVE?

Barnes: Yes…three

Flo: Oh, my God— What the fuck?

Barnes: What-

George: LOCKWOOD FUCKING FELL OFF!

tanya-veldenmir:

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Another oil art from my series of portraits.

Anthony Lockwood Running from the Empty Grave.