Recent content by Lillian Lockwood

Lily curled into Lars, her shaking subsiding as she buried her face in his neck. Letting the familiarity of Lars comfort her. "I would like that," She whispered, knowing a few stubborn tears had slipped out. But gods, she was too tired to cry again. She still hadn't touched the muffin, just...

Lily took a few breaths- she didn't want to argue- she'd never been one for arguing if she could avoid it. So instead she just reached out and took one of the muffins- not really seeing which one it was, and moved to the living room. She didn't say anything as she sat down. Instead she just...

Lily hesitated, and after a moment of silence she put the empty mixing bowl in the sink. She put the new batch of muffins into the oven and set the timer- she had already started them and thought she should at least finish them. "Does licking the batter spoon count?" She offered with a weak...

Lily stopped as Lars intervened, looking up to him. She stilled- not moving away, though also not continuing. "But... I should work?" She offered, voice soft. If she was working, she was doing something, and that was a good thing. Her eyes misted over and she reached up to rub her hand over...

Apparently Lily's idea of coping was just to bake. Though it was all kind of pointless- she had shut the shop down for a little while to try and deal with her grief. She didn't have anyone else to help her run it, after all. But maybe she should open it sooner than she wanted to- her kitchen was...

-godmods approved- Lily was trembling, holding tightly to Sam. She gave a breathless laugh, just keeping the girl close. "You are," She reassured the woman. Lily pulled back, cupping Sams face in her hand and brushing at her tears with her thumbs. "We've been family for years, Sammy," Lily took...

Lily smiled, summoning over an apron for him. "Well, let's get started!" She replied optimistically. "We'll start simple, keep things easy." She waved to the ingredients she'd gathered, the basics, and a few extra options for added flavors. "Here, follow my lead," She instructed, slowly walking...

Lily's heart ached- how much more could it do that? She hugged Sam tightly, a hand on Sam's hair. "Shh, sweetheart," Lily hushed her gently. "It wasn't your fault. It was the driver. No one else. Not you, not R-Ren," She stuttered on his name, her arms tightening around the other woman. "Shh,"...

Lily paused at Leo's simple question. She chuckled softly. "Because I can?" She offered, though she knew he wanted more of a reason. "I don't know. I've always liked baking with others. In school I ended up teaching a boy named Ajaccio everything he knows. Don't tell him but he's actually okay...

Lily was still in shock. Of all the messages she could have gotten today... she was glad Oliver was with AJ's parents for the weekend. AJ was out for a game, and Lily had been moving. She couldn't stop moving. She'd been baking, and baking, and baking, and she was running out of room to bake...

Lily gave Leo a gentle smile, completely warm and welcoming. "That's absolutely fine!" She reassured him. "Everyone has their own reasons for getting into this, their own ways, their own methods. I don't mind if you aren't good, or if you only want to do it as a hobby, or just want to know for a...

Lily clapped her hands in delight, giggling softly. "Oh, I just love baking bread!" She gushed. "Come on," She motioned for him to follow her into the kitchens. "I've not quite got the perfect recipe just yet, there are so many good options! I've been thinking of selling some small artisa...

Lily tilted her head, looking at the boy. Why did he look familiar? She smiled at his words all the same. "Oh, not too long," She offered in response, wiping her hands on her skirt. "Is there anything in particular that's caught your eye?" She asked. She walked around the counter, stopping and...

Lily was having a wonderful day- though honestly, she was starting to think every day was a good day. She was just doing so well- she still had her dark days, of course, and her dark thoughts. But really. She'd started business school in 2057 and graduated in 2059 before starting culinary...

Lily let out a defeated sound that was halfway between a sigh and a giggle, letting herself lean against AJ's chest. She shut her eyes, bringing her hands up and curling her fingers loosely in the ends of his suit jacket. It wasn't quite like gripping onto Elliot's sleeves... oddly enough, it...