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foreheadlicker69 · 3 months
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chuffed he is
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tilbugs · 8 months
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HELP
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shallyne · 1 year
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Racoon
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haleyscreations · 2 years
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Have a post-it note of raccoon doodles 🦝
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karovke · 1 year
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proud raccoon father!!
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solticeenery · 17 days
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"Lockwood!" Lucy screams when a big grey, black and white ball of fur rolls down the stairs, kind of squeaks and rushes between her feet somewhere under the couch.
"What's wrong, Luce?" Anthony asks leaving his sister's room and closing the door behind him.
"What. Is. This?" she hisses pointing in direction of living room.
"What exactly?" Lockwood smiles cautiously not knowing what to expect. They are officially dating for a year now, but he's still confused and a bit scared, when Lucy is so angry. He slowly approaches her, keeping the distance between them. Just in case Lucy decides to throw something like she sometimes does when she's pissed. And she definitely looks like that right now. "If you... Specify the problem, we can come up with some kind of solution."
Lucy sighs heavily, trying to calm down, and reminds herself, that Lockwood isn't always the one and only reason of every single disaster happening here. George can be responsible for it not less than Anthony himself. Sometimes it's just Kipps with his concerning but harmless sense of humour. Maybe there's apocalypse coming, because Holly suddenly decided to make fun of them. There are variations of what exactly happened. That's why Lucy takes a deep breath and starts again.
"Anthony, my dear, why is there a raccoon in our house?" she definitely doesn't have any strength left to control the way she addresses Lockwood, when everyone is in the kitchen and can hear every single word. Excluding Holly, she's probably in the office sorting some papers.
"A what..?" Lockwood is obviously startled. "Luce, I'm not sure if I heard you loud and clear, could you please repeat?"
"Sure!" nervous laughter escapes her lungs. "There is a raccoon in our house and I'd like to know, why is it there. To be more specific, under the couch in living room."
"Nope, I heard everything right on first try, a raccoon, ha-ha, okay, whatever, w h a t. T h e. F u c k ?! I beg your pardon but I don't have other words right now?"
"Don't worry, hon, me too" Lucy smiles, relieved, that Lockwood has nothing to do with this incident, and comes to him just to snug in his arms for a second as an apology for shouting at the most precious person in her entire life. He holds her gently, buries his face against her neck and takes a slow deep breath, presumably processing the existence of raccoon on Portland Row 35. Not an easy type of acceptance, but they don't have a choice. First and foremost because Lucy can already guess, whose brilliant idea it was. Flo (please burn in hell) Bones.
No, she does like Flo when she is helpful, but otherwise Lucy prefers to avoid her as much as possible. Mostly because she doesn't like relic-men whoever they are and however useful they can be. She already learned that it's easier when relic-girl stays out of her sight and doesn't bother her with some stupid jokes and meaningful gazes. Lucy has had enough. The Skull overdid all possible norms in first months of her and Lockwood dating.
"So... Who are we interrogating now? George? Quill? Holly?" Lucy tilts her head and rests it on Lockwood's shoulder, admiring their perfect height difference.
"Uh... Whatever you wanna ask, I don't know anything?" sound of Holly's voice makes her shiver a bit and turn around. And see that their assistant just came to work. "Sorry, I know, I'm late, I..."
"It's alright, Holly," Lockwood says softly and calmingly squeezes Lucy's shoulder. "Just don't enter the living room until I allow it, okay?"
"Okay?" Holly is obviously confused and looks at the room uncertainly. "May I ask why?"
"There is a raccoon under the couch," Lucy answers and an expression of pure shock and disbelief on Holly's face is just adorable and worth every inch of this ball of fur.
"A what now? Raccoon?! How?!!"
"If only we knew. But I have an idea," Lockwood giggles and raises his voice. "George! Could you please come for a second."
The chatter in the kitchen suddenly stops and not long after George appears in the hallway with a mug of tea. Lucy can spot Kipps behind him, sipping his morning coffee and definitely eavesdropping.
"Morning," George yawns. "What has already happened?"
"A raccoon happened!" Holly answers instead of Lockwood. "Who left the backdoor opened? You? Or Quill?" Kipps freezes. They all once saw, how angry Holly can be and how dangerous for everyone else it is. Enough to say, that noone wanted to be the target of Holly's anger. It was scarier than all types of ghosts together in one room.
George blinks couple times. Looks at the couch. Frowns, when he hears some suspicious noises underneath it. And suddenly bursts into laughter.
"Oh, you mean Charcoal!" the noises stop, and a small black nose shows up between two blankets, sniffing. "Come here, boy, it's okay." The raccoon rushes into George's open arms, hides its fluffy head under his chin and silently cries. "Yeah, yeah, I know, she can be rude, don't blame her."
"I bet you won't survive the night," Quill shakes his head. "Either Holly or Lucy are gonna kill you."
"Nah, c'mon, Charcoal is too cute, who's gonna look after him, if I'm gone?"
"Flo," Kipps shrugs. "She brought this fur ball here 'till tomorrow morning, and I'm looking forward to her taking this monster away."
"So relic-girl it is," Holly sighs, rolls her eyes and goes to the kitchen to make some tea for them. And Lucy can already guess on that annoyed-angry look on Holly's face that neither Kipps nor George get their mugs refilled. Not as if it bothers them. Not as if Lucy or Lockwood want to disagree with their assistant.
"So... Are we done for now?" George asks burying his face in raccoon's fur.
"Ew, how can you do that?" Lucy grimaces. "He probably was digging in the trash lately. I wouldn't be surprised I mean, it's Flo we're talking about."
"I bathed him this morning! He's clean!"
"You know what, Lockwood," Holly says coming back to the doorway, "I'm cleaning your bathroom with bleach and vinegar today. Or better. George, you are making it, I don't want to know where this fluffy devil was and what could it bring on him."
"Agreed," Lockwood chuckles and turns to Lucy. "We have to meet the client today, don't you mind if I use your bathroom? I don't want to risk my pretty face getting peeled off after Charcoal's presence."
"Oh, sure," Lucy smiles. "I don't want you to risk it either."
She expects George to say something to it, something sarcastic and funny, but the silence is so loud and Lockwood's grin is so sly that it takes some time untill she understands what did her friends hear in these words.
"Yeah, take your time I suppose," George waves his hand. Lucy can see Kipps biting his lips in desperate attempt not to die from laughter. And Holly just sighs heavily.
"I expect both of you to get down to the front door at the noon. Maybe earlier if you manage it, but not later."
Lucy narrows her eyes ready to answer something sarcastic but Lockwood just pulls her upstairs, winking to the others. As soon as they close the door to her room, Lockwood throws his arms around her waist and gently pushes his forehead against hers.
"You can't kill them, Luce."
"Yeah, yeah, as if you would ever allow it."
"Or injure them in any way."
"Not even nudge someone?"
Lockwood frowns, thinking. "George. For the raccoon. He deserves it. But noone else."
Lucy wants to remind him, that he also doesn't like whenever their friends are joking about their relationship. But his soft warm lips meet hers, and in an instant the world stops existing. They won't be ready at the noon, of course Holly understood it.
The last thought Lucy can catch before loosing herself in Lockwood's arms is that maybe — just maybe — she should thank Flo for bringing Charcoal at their place. Because she definitely heard the most awaited words whispered against her lips.
"I think my last name suits you better."
And Lucy can deny it.
It surely does.
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lyrichi · 2 months
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if y'all were sinners in hazbin hotel what do you think you'd be
cause like Idk I'm in major brainrot rn
personally I'd love to be a raccoon (best animal literally fight me if you disagree) but knowing that it's usually something you'd hate I dunno :(((
To be fair I'd probably be a bug of some kind (ew)((I have entomophobia))
yeah
what do y'all think you'd be? feel free to reblog or something
muah muah love y'all I'm literally helping with building at my local ren fair so uh
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eucaliptoo · 9 months
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I watched GOTG vol 3 again because now its on Disney+ and I don't remember seeing Rocket use his claws in all the movies other than when he attacks the high evolutionary, maybe it's because it reminds him of the only time that he used them ??
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avocuddleraccoon · 10 months
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starsandblankies · 2 months
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25 agere moodboards ︵⋆
Day one!!! favorite animal!!!
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silly-dushka · 10 months
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I have fish memory
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wowwzaaxei · 9 months
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Okay, I’ll admit it, I’m easy to distract
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violetblacksparkles · 8 months
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Imma probably have a mental breakdown tonight
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bigmeatpete69420 · 9 months
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Adventure park for raccoons !!!
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Finally some good content that everyone can enjoy
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I believe this is yours
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