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[butmakeitgayblog]

meet me in moonlight, under the old willow tree

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A tap against the door barely breaks the silence of the night for how soft it is. The sound makes Clarke's stomach swoop with elation and a wonderful sense of dread. Instinct has her snatching up her knife and resting a hand on the pistol at her hip. She slips away from the table as the door eases open, fading back to the edges of the shadows and preparing to sink even further into the darkness depending on what comes through the door.

Her heartbeat pops like gunshots as Clarke holds her breath. Watching. Waiting. Feeling the barren pit of her stomach rumble in a jolt of queasiness that has nothing to do with it's lack of food.

But the fingers that wrap around the wood and ease the door open have her sighing in instant relief.

She knows those fingers.

Intimately.

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Or Clarke sneaks away from Arkadia to meet with the Commander in the dead of night

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[daffi-990]

✨ Inspiration Saturday ✨

Soooo I mentioned last week that I’d found a title for Rival Firefighters 🚒 …

I even made a little banner for when I start posting (which won’t be for a while yet).

Title is from the song Haven’t Had Enough by Marianas Trench which I am currently obsessed with 😍 (seriously some days I just listen to it on repeat for ages, especially when I’m driving).

And here’s a little snippet from a scene that’s been fighting me for weeks but today I actually made progress with 😭. Thank you @thewolvesof1998 for reading over what I sent you and making sure it made sense and for your very helpful suggestions ❤️

He makes his way from car to car checking in on each one’s occupants, offering up first aid if needed. It’s repetitive work and Buck finds himself getting bored until his eyes spot a familiar name on the back of a turnout coat. Now things are going to get a lot more lively.

Buck makes his way over to where Diaz is finishing applying a Band-Aid to an elderly gentleman’s forehead.

“As I said before, you don’t have a concussion but if you start feeling dizzy or anything out of the ordinary, call your daughter okay?” The old man nods in agreement, Diaz patting him on the shoulder before collecting his things and getting to his feet.

“Firefighter Diaz, it’s been a while.” Buck says in greeting as the other firefighter turns around.

Diaz’s hair is sweaty and loose, a few strands falling forward over his forehead that have Buck’s fingers twitching with the want to touch. His face is coated in a mix of dust and maybe car oil? Buck doesn’t know exactly what the black stuff is but it is a look and Diaz is pulling it off.

Diaz clenches his jaw as his eyes harden. “Not long enough.” He mutters, walking past Buck.

“Oh come on!” Buck follows after him. “I bet you’ve missed me. They say absence makes the heart grow fonder and all that.”

Buck certainly missed Diaz and his big brown eyes and thick fucking thighs that are connected to such a glorious ass. He really wishes the man wasn’t wearing his turnouts. It’s a crime to keep an ass like that locked away.

“Absence makes the heart grow fonder but I still find you incredibly annoying and wish you’d stay gone.” Diaz shoots back, looking 100% done with Buck and the conversation.

Buck also missed this, whatever this is. He gets such a high from flirting with and teasing Diaz. Maybe it’s the hard to get ideal that’s doing it for him, but whatever it is, Buck likes riling Diaz up and today is no different.

“You wound me!” Buck clutches at his heart in mock offense. He expects an eye roll or another bitchy response, but Diaz just keeps walking, doing a wonderful job at pretending Buck doesn’t exist. Which, rude.

No pressure tagging: @hippolotamus @thewolvesof1998 @fortheloveofbuddie @lover-of-mine @wikiangela @spotsandsocks @malewifediaz @spagheddiediaz @athenagranted @exhuastedpigeon @watchyourbuck @monsterrae1 @eddiebabygirldiaz @rainbow-nerdss @wildlife4life @the-likesofus @theotherbuckley @try-set-me-on-fire @steadfastsaturnsrings @jamespearce9-1-1 @devirnis @callmenewbie @disasterbuckdiaz @djdangerlove @giddyupbuck @hoodie-buck @honestlydarkprincess @housewifebuck @jesuisici33 @jeeyuns @ladydorian05 @loserdiaz @captain-hen @weewootruck and as always, anyone else who would like to share something 🥰

[featuresofinterest]

ofmd s2 one week away..... category 5 autism event imminent

[striveattemptfail]

It was at this moment they both knew… they fucked up. (Again!) | Batman: Wayne Family Adventures #103

[llilli64]

Found this cute kiss picrew and ngl, I had a lot of fun making a princess/knight jolymes :3

[jeonstudios]

i was re reading some dc chapters and i found this : “I know that we kissed that time on the hammock, but we probably weren’t on the same page then, were we? Cause I thought we were, that we were alone and that we had something," SO U R TELLING ME JK HAD FEELINGS FOR OC BACK THEN ???

👀👀👀👀👀

[somewherefornow]

BRUCE WAYNE & JIM GORDON in BATMAN: GOTHAM BY GASLIGHT

[butmakeitgayblog]

I think your understanding of canon Clexa and their characterization/dynamics is really spot on, which makes me really excited to read your canon story. The ask about canon Clarke being Loud made me wonder what your take would be on how their first time went? It’s obviously a scene that’s been written in fanfic a ton but since you seem to be against the typical “heda got fucked into a nap” narrative I’d love to know what the version of events is in your head?

Oh no, I do believe Lexa got fucked into a nap 😂

I just don't believe that was all that happened, nor that it happened the way a lot of people think 👀

Sorry in advance for the rant.

I've said it before and I'll say it again: I don't agree with some people's fandom interpretation of Lexa being this ultimately hesitant/demure or reserved person. At least not when it comes to how she expresses herself romantically. Now, I'm not shitting on the people who do see her like that and have written her like that for canon by any means because it's certainly understandable given the way she carries herself overall. I do get it.

But to me at least, Lexa is not a reserved person. Not when she's interested in someone. Not romantically, and certainly not physically.

From the very second she decided she was going to go for what she wanted with Clarke - when she decided to be honest and active about her feelings - what did she do? How did she behave?

Well. She took the reins and kissed Clarke exactly how she'd been wanting to kiss her for days

She took command and pushed into the feel of it and chased Clarke's lips to stretch the moment as long as she could

Yes she backed off when Clarke pulled away and said not yet, but that doesn't negate the fact that she very much did exactly what she wanted to do. That doesn't negate the fact that Lexa slipped her hand through Clarke's hair and tugged her in by the neck and kissed the living shit out of her simply because she wanted to.

Now here's where things get jumbled up imo and where people kind of... lose sight of Lexa for who she is. Because after this comes the mountain and then the subsequent betrayal, and after that Lexa is left hanging in this weird love/hate limbo (Clarke's, not hers. Obviously.) Was Lexa reserved during that time? Yes. Because she was trying to be respectful. She assumed Clarked hated her and would probably never forgive her. She felt she'd already done enough damage to ruin any hope for a relationship between them, so all that was left was to be respectful and love Clarke from afar. (That's glossing over many instances of Lexa still, STILL, showing her affections outright i.e. touching her when Emerson charged at her, the vow, showing up to Clarke's room dressed like a harlot a relaxed woman who just happened to like showing a whole lotta leg. You get it)

Which brings us to the afternoon Clarke was going to leave, and my God the girl was devastated. She was holding it together because that's what Lexa's does. Because Lexa was used to losing everyone she ever cared about. That's just how her life went. But also she was trying her best to keep it all together for Clarke's sake. To not make the decision of going back to Arkadia any harder for her than she knew it already was.

But even then, even in her facade of strength for both of their sake, Lexa still gave in and showed Clarke the crack in her armor. Lexa was methodical in everything shw did, and yet still she let slip, "That's why I...". Because she knew. She knew Clarke would understand what she was saying even when she wasn't ready to actually hear it. She let it "slip" because if that was going to be the last time they were together, she needed to at least know that she'd put it out there. That Clarke could carry that with her forever, if she chose to.

And then Clarke fucking kissed her.

Not once, but twice. Lexa gave her a chance to pull and think it over because of how shaky everything still was, but then Clarke leaned in and kissed her again.

And Lexa didn't hesitate again for one goddamn second after that.

Instead she kissed Clarke deeper than she'd kissed her before. Ran nervous hands all over her and caressed at her wherever she could.

She held Clarke close and actually tasted her with all the hunger she'd been pushing down for weeks (whew, thank you Alycia😮‍💨🫦).

She quite literally took Clarke's hands and tugged her to her bed. Like??? Heda really said through body language "oh we are going to fuck" (but... sweeter)

Yes she was patient and gave Clarke a chance to say no because, again, she was still very aware of how tenuous this seeming forgiveness probably was in Clarke's eyes. But that doesn't change the fact that she made it clear what she wanted. She put her affection and her yearning - all of her vulnerability right out there for Clarke to take or leave, and she did it in way that there was no mistaking exactly what she was asking for.

But Clarke didn't pull away, and what did Lexa do?

She grabbed her again. She pushed their intimacy forward again. She tugged Clarke down to the bed and not only gave herself to Clarke, but also took everything she had wanted.

So you see, Lexa was never passive in her expressions of attraction toward Clarke. She was never truly hesitant when it came to physically going for what she wanted when it came to wanting to be intimate with her. She kissed Clarke and she touched Clarke and she reached out for her time and again without shame, only stopping herself when Clarke put a stop to things because Lexa would never take something Clarke didn't openly give.

Which makes me believe Lexa would've been even less reserved when she was finally, finally, allowed to do all the things she'd yearned for. Yes she'd given Clarke the control to begin with because they both needed that kind of reassurance in their intimacy, but afterward? When it was Lexa's turn to show Clarke exactly how much she wanted her?

I believe Lexa would've been exactly who she always was when it came to being in love: giving and expressive, unabashed in her naked want. I think she would've kissed Clarke until their mouths ached and tasted every drop Clarke had to give. I think she would've begged Clarke to moan for her just so she could have those memories of making her lose control to keep with her forever. I think she would've fucked Clarke like it was their first and last time all rolled into one, because as far Lexa knew, that's exactly what it was. I think she would've teased her just to see Clarke smile and then teased her just to hear her whine. I think she would've done everything to stretch the afternoon out even while knowing they were racing against the clock. And I don't think she would've felt hesitant about any of it. Not about giving herself entirely to Clarke, both dominantly and submissively.

Cuz yeah Miss Lexa was a very happy camper after round one

But she sure as hell still wasn't shy about having her own turn

[wavesoutbeingtossed]

Remember last fall during the SNL skit when they brought up Joever and we were (or at least I was) like “ok well she’s a good sport for putting up with it and the ‘it was a formative relationship’ of it all” meanwhile the Matty mention just skated by and we (ok I) just cringed and said “well you had to be there” and NOW I think about it and am like 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 she’s more of a trooper than I thought because she probably never wants to be publicly associated with him in the same breath ever again knowing what that whole experience was actually about 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

[featuresofinterest]

yes it's 2023 yes it sounds delusional to most people on this website but sherlock s4 episode the final problem is in fact purposefully bad and there's no way around it i'm sorry!!!!

[curi0us-cherry]

You guys I have some crazy news!!!

Recently some of mine and my gf's friends who have been dating for forever decide to add a 3rd to their relationship and they were telling us the other day how much it has reinvigorated their sex life and brought them closer together.

So tonight, my gf and I had a long conversation about it and we both admitted that we are curious about non-monogamy, and y'all..............

WE AGREED TO OPEN OUR RELATIONSHIP!!!!!

(We kinda agreed to a more "don't ask, don't tell" type dynamic though, rather then committing to polyamory like our friends.)

I'm very excited though, I can't wait to see how this effects our relationship/sex life...

[threnodians]

help i haven’t done the archon quest because i haven’t had the time nor the energy (planning on playing through the entire thing either tuesday or wednesday) but i have an announcement to make: i am already a whore for capitano and i need him carnally to be playable pls hoyoverse pLEASE let him be playable but don’t change his body type or anything!!! 🥺🤞🏻

[wntw-virtuemoir-edition]

I don’t know about Canada, but Mick was a derogatory word for Irish people in the US. So there’s a feeling of a slur to this combo of Mick and Rielly, unfortunately

[music-for-them-asses]

My chair was delivered to my apartment and left at the door. I'm in the office today. Sure hope no one steals my giant ass, completely obvious package before I get home 😩

[butmakeitgayblog]

Thank you for the hauntingly beautiful #awtr letter from Lexa to Clarke. 🥰 I’m not just a glutton for punishment but also for letters like these. 😭 Was it difficult to write Lexa’s letter?

You mentioned in it about Clarke’s literal run-in with Lexa when they were little kids. What was that day like for both of them?

Would you be able to also describe the day when Lexa breathed her last? 🪽💔💔💔

I’m usually not this emotional but today’s rain just adds a little more dimension to the angst within me.

Yeah I cried a lil ngl. I am: an emotional punk bitch about Lexa too 😔

As for the childhood memory, yet again that is something that both pains and amuses Clarke to no end because she genuinely has no recollection of it at all. Maaaaybe has a vague memory of slamming into Somebody??? on the playground once while playing tag, but she honestly can't decide if she actually remembers it or if she's making it up in her own head because she wants so badly to have more memories with Lexa. For Lexa, it's just another sweet memory now. At the time it was annoying 👀 she distinctly remembers being Less Than Cordial in the moment, which, admittedly, probably didn't help with the whole initial aura of the other kids not liking her. But in her defense Clarke had just bulldozed into her without looking and then gotten snippy that she needed to "watch where she was going." Like it was her fault! The injustice of it 😤 little Lexa felt quite indignant for the rest of the day 😤

Now tho it's just like, "Yeah. Yeah that makes sense. I can't imagine having met you any other way."

And then they kiss because Lexa's so secretly sappy

I keep seeing this in my camera roll and it's so intensely AWTR Clexa I start vibrating at a frequency that could shatter glass