Bucolic Bliss

Fanfiction
Title:	Against the Wall
Author(s):	M. Fae Glasgow
Date(s):	February 1989
Length:
Genre:	slash
Fandom:	Blake's 7
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Against the Wall is a Blake's 7 Avon/Blake story by M. Fae Glasgow.

It was first published in Oblaque #2 and has been archived online.

Reactions and Reviews

MUSE OF FIRE RESPONSIBLE: M. Fae Glasgow

HAS POOR VILA BEEN DRAGOONED INTO THIS SHITSHOW? No Vila, but Avon is off to have sex with a random woman for afters

WHY ARE BLAKE AND AVON DOOMED THIS WEEK? Avon doesn’t have feelings or is hiding them because… the writer can’t be bothered to explain, really.

EDITOR’S NOTE: clean. safe. free.

PROSE: reader there were awkward mark twain references reader I died

OVERALL: After sex Avon flounces off and he’s like oh yeah old uni gf, eat your picnic alone here Blake. I have lunch plans and then I’m going to fuck a woman, byeeeeee–and I’m like … bitch is gonna turn you innnn. Also what were you going to do, give her a hand-job? His excuses are such bs, like ‘well Blake we JUST had sex now I will go have sex with some other person’–and it’s like Avon. You literally can’t get another erection rn. And smell like sex. You need a shower and a few hours and a goddamn /nap/. And a juice box. No one CALLS him on it. Blake is like whyyyyyyyy but I’m like lol make it a looooong lunch kiddo. Don’t drink no alcohol or nothin. I hope this lunch takes place in a pool because you had weird outdoor sex and probs have like twigs in your butt. And she will write ebay an annoyed note like seller said item GENTLY used but–

No wait she’ll just turn you in for the bounty. Dumbass.

Some of this would be okay if the story didn’t think Avon was sexy, cool, intelligent and emotionally unavailable here. I could forgive all if Blake just whispered ‘twig butt’ and *scene*.