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theproblemswithindecision replied to your post:…Has anyone I’ve talked to on here not called me...

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...How on earth would I pick on you, Liz? If I left sadfic in your inbox you'd probably just laugh me off the internet stage. orz

Can I just bombard you with pictures of bunnies or something.

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http://wewerenotthefirst.tumblr.com/post/53982531271/france-canada-england-engcan-youre-a-coward-til He isn’t really jealous but he does watch when Matthew and Arthur lean close, heads tilted together, during the summit. Their chairs bend towards each other and by the way Matthew colors, maybe Arthur has a hand on his thigh under the table. Francis wonders why Arthur can get away with it. — “While your concern is oddly touching, I am not doing anything Matthew does not want.” Arthur mockingly holds up his whisky, the glass clinking at the bottom. “Also, we both could be alcoholics so don’t use that argument.” After a pause, he adds, “You twat.” “Are you forgetting he drew blood the first time?” He points to the crook of his elbow where he can still almost feel Matthew’s nails shredding the skin there even before Arthur’s fingers pressed in alongside Francis’s cock. “Maybe he just wanted something to remember you by.” Arthur snorts. “Before you left.” There is no again unspoken but Francis thinks there are echoes of it. — There is no next time because Francis waits too long before leaving and by the time he gets there, Matthew is on his back with Arthur between his thighs and they’re kissing and there’s shades of tenderness in the way Arthur touches Matthew and there’s something in the way Matthew’s arms slide around his shoulders that makes Francis quietly leave. (now tell me about these three and please be sure to break my heart while doing so)

— theproblemswithindecision

(shhh liz i only break hearts bc i love so much *smooch*)

*cracks knuckles, getting down to busy*

Okie doke. First off all, Francis is a filthy fucking liar because he is hella jealous. In the first one, he wonders why Arthur can get away with being so touchy-feeling with Matthew, why Arthur can get so close (literally, physically) when if it were Francis, Matthew would turn into a hissing cat move away. Francis is a bit of a masochist, because he spends a lot of time wondering why he and Matthew can't have the same relationship (because, god, Francis wants it more than he thinks he should).

Which leads me to that second passage, Francis doesn't think Arthur is good enough. In the cut scene, Francis calls Arthur an alcoholic who probably manipulated Matthew into bed. Arthur finds that funny (also he's a little tipsy), but part of him also gets where Francis is coming from (that line, at the end, about Matthew wanting a piece of him--speaking of which, that Arthur being dark and asshole-ish about the fact that he knows Francis is a piece of shit who left Matthew with so much as a goodbye). So, Arthur knows Matthew is a source of contention between him and Francis, and Arthur also knows (intimately) that Matthew still has issues about Francis.

Oh, hold up, on a second reading, I remember that Francis also criticized Arthur for being so rough (rough enough that Matthew scratched Francis that hard) and Arthur is just like 'i don't think you understand, he wants it rough' (like its all pre-negotiated, Matthew likes it rough. like. scary rough.). Yeah, so Francis is being overprotective and Arthur is rolling his eyes and not appreciating Francis being so nagging, especially when he doesn't have the ground to stand on.

(Side note: They DP'd Matthew. Francis thinks Arthur bullied Matthew into doing it, Matthew suggested it over tea. I assume Arthur did a spit take.)

That last bit, Francis has been getting progressively more upset, realizing that he can't really have Matthew and what they do have (the sex) is a pale substitute. So, Francis angsts. But, then he realizes that its better than nothing. But he walks in just as he sees what he really wants (which is what Matthew and Arthur have, love and tenderness that you can't really replicate if you don't actually feel that way. Like, Francis realizes that he can't give Matthew what Arthur can give him, and he realizes that that's what Matthew wants and deserves.). So Francis realizes that…Matthew doesn't need him, not in bed, not in love. And Francis…accepts that. He has no choice. So he leaves.

But its good that he leaves! Because he's only hurting himself. Like, Matthew can try all he wants, but he can't reciprocate what Francis wants, just as Francis can't just start over. Like they can keep fucking, but Francis doesn't want that and Matthew struggles with Francis wanting something more than just fucking.

(Like, Matthew doesn't know how to be with Francis the way he is with Arthur. It would be…foreign and unfamiliar and probably really uncomfortable.)

I think that's it...

Basically, Francis was a mismatched puzzle piece. He didn't fit, no matter how hard he tried or any compromises. It just wasn't going to work out.

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oh my god, liz

#theproblemwithindecision #omg liz #liz making me all blushy and stuff #ugh no you #no u

liz just said pomegranates remind her of me and gosh this is why i love liz so much

#she knows just what to say #liz is the best #theproblemwithindecision #its the little things like being compared to delicious fruit

"I want to kiss you. Like big, fat kisses. Or angels. Or stars. Or something. I don’t know. Love poems never make sense to me." ---Clementine von Radics

I love Liz more than salt, and that’s saying something. <3

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"You want me to be a tragic backdrop so that you can appear to be illuminated, so that people can say ‘Wow, isn’t he so terribly brave to love a girl who is so obviously sad?’ You think I’ll be the dark sky so you can be the star? I’ll swallow you whole." ---Warsan Shire

Liz is actually the goddess of my heart. Didn’t you guys know??

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