future Tarnished but so grand drabble
A lazy Saturday morning drabble for @lexa-griffins for her birthday and also as an advance apology for all the angst that is to come in the near future.
No, Lexa still wasn’t quite used to the sight she woke up to yet. They had been living together for nearly five years now, engaged for a good two, so she was no stranger to waking up next to Clarke, she had been doing it almost every morning for the past one thousand eight hundred and fifty six days. But Lexa still wasn’t used to it.
It was the constant feeling of peace and contentment, it was the soft love, it was the safety and comfort that Lexa hadn’t known her entire life that she felt every morning now when she opened her eyes. It was rolling over on her side and watching the woman she loved sleep just a little longer, it was knowing she didn’t have to rush out of bed and get things ready or there would be consequences, it was knowing when her partner woke up, she would be met with a smile and a soft good morning.
She used to hate the weekends, used to hate Saturdays in particular because she was forced to spend the entire time within the confines of her house with Michael. Now, Lexa looked forward to it. Saturdays were easily her favorite, she got to spend it at home with Clarke, got to the spend the entire day together lounging in the living room with her head on Clarke’s lap catching up on all the TV show episodes they had missed over the week, or spend hours in bed clothed in nothing but the soft ray of sunshine that had sneaked its way in through the curtains.
“Morning,” Clarke said groggily as her eyes opened, “How long have you been watching me sleep?” She teasingly accusingly, voice low and deep, heavy with sleep.
“Oh not long,” Lexa matched her tone, “Just a couple of hours.” She could barely keep it together till the end of the sentence, a small giggle escaping despite Lexa’s efforts.
“It’s Saturday.” Clarke stated. “And it’s still in the AM,” She added after a quick glance at the clock on her nightstand which read 9:17 am. “So why are we awake, angel?”
Lexa shrugged with one shoulder, “I’m not tired?”
Something flashed in Clarke’s eyes at the statement, a playful sparkle as her lips curled into a matching smirk. “Then maybe…” She started calmly, hand coming up to Lexa’s arm and letting her fingers trace up alone the length of it. “I should tire you out?” She did her best to hide the excitement in her voice, putting on a not-at-all convincing act that this was just for Lexa and not herself. “So we can get a little more sleep?”
Lexa was never one to turn down an offer like that. And it wasn’t long before the two of them found themselves entirely too close to each other with Clarke’s fingers inside Lexa and Lexa’s mouth on Clarke’s chest. It was slow and lazy, quiet moans muffled by kisses, whispered I love yous, and breathless sighs. Clarke’s fingers knowing how best to drive Lexa crazy, Lexa knowing all too well the ways to touch Clarke that would was sure to make her cum by heightening the pleasure she got from fucking Lexa.
It was at least a handful of organs later that the two of them finally came apart on their prospective sides of the bed. Chest heaving and a sheen of sweat covering their skin as they caught their breath. Lexa didn’t wait before closing the distance between them, her face finding the crook of Clarke’s neck and Clarke’s arm immediately going up around her waist.
“Tired?” Clarke asked knowingly.
Lexa’s eyes were already closed. “Enough to go back to sleep for an hour or two, yeah.”
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Ehehe♡
It's Griffin and his weird bird! (Close-up and Lore under the cut)
Marcus (left) is a Necromancer. He was born in Wisteria to a long line of seraph-kin, and was meant to go to Pigswick before he found he was most successful with Death magic. He transferred to Ravenwood just before the incident with Malistare, but refused to go back home after the chaos started.
Griffin (right) is a Musketeer. He's an orphan, but was raised by a member of the Marleybone navy after his family died in a storm. He worked in smuggling, and is extremely well-known for it still, doing shipments for Marleybone and any pirate that pays well enough.
Marcus and Griffin met as little kids when Marleybone would send shipments to Wisteria. They'd play together when the ships were docked, then send letters when they were away. After Griffin had to go into hiding to get better at smuggling, he cut contact with Marcus for a few years. It's only by chance that Marcus ended up in the wrong part of the spiral and Griffin found and helped him.
They're best buds, and I like to think they regularly visit eachother once the Armada chills out (Aka Ryan distracts them). Ravenwood fears when Griffin shows up, if only because he teaches the storm students how to shoot his guns. Griffin's crew doesn't mind Marcus' visits, but it hampers their fun because they suddenly have to be super careful not to get Marcus noticed.
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Speaking of canon Clarke, her moments where she had full control of things was gaddamn hawt. Oh you’re going back to mount weather? Well let me just reduce the amount of air you have. She is that bitch! Not to mention where she has that swagger whenever she walks knowing she did something. Gosh
I stand by the fact that if Lexa had been there to see this entire situation play out all you would've heard was a rogue moan from the crowd
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I like to think Vance is the mum friend of the group.
Sees Griffin isn't eating much, practically slams a lunchbox infront of him.
Personally walks each and everyone of the boys back home.
Has forged signatures so Finney can go on school trips.
And glares at anyone who tries to give Finney a hard time when he is around.
Has had to be dragged away kicking and screaming when someone throws a slur at Bruce and Robin.
Not before giving that kid one heck of a hospital bill. That Robin than added to.
Attends every one of Bruce and Finney's games.
Has a first aid kit on hand and drags Finney to a bathroom stall, ignoring the fuss he makes and tending to his injuries.
Repaired Griffins bike when the tyre popped and walked him home.
Passes Billy notes when he's late from his paper run. Has walked with him when he can tell its a bad day for him.
Knows every one of their favourite foods, comfort items, triggers.
Has dragged them all to his house and said their staying over.
Introduced them to his ma who fusses over each and everyone of them.
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