#sorry it got left behind

[ryanlockheart]

— ₊ ° . ☆ where fletcher might have had it hard growing up, beau had been handed everything on a silver platter. his parents were happily married — at least to everyone on the outside — in their east coast mansion... but beau had ran far, far away from them, opting to do something he loved and suffer through the student loans. things were stressful without a safety net, but beau at least had fletcher. when things were too much for him and forgot the basics — like doing laundry or cooking for himself — fletcher would pick up his slack without even being asked. no one had ever cared for him in that way before, and beau was starting to feel a complex rush of emotions blossoming for the boy with the wavy curls. "it is when y'know 'm gonna look at'cha," beau replied with a grin. "and y'know i'm horny as hell, and you still parade around here practically naked. c'mon, now, princess. y'know what you're doing." he wasn't playing games with fletcher. everything he'd said, he meant. it was fletcher that beau thought of as of late — not his girlfriend, not the girls he tried to get off to on his phone. "don't change, baby girl. i love it," he whispered, fingers brushing away a strand of curls from fletcher's forehead. "gonna wanna keep you to myself. might share you every now and then, but you'll always be mine," beau explained. he was possessive, and he might have a jealous streak that fletcher hadn't learned about yet. he wanted to be the one who could please fletcher like no other, that he'd be addicted to his kiss and his touch. they were off to a good start, it seemed as fletcher went in for another sloppy kiss just seconds after their first. beau welcomed it; his lips moved in tandem with fletcher's, letting their tongues massage against each other. he moaned into the smaller boy's mouth, hands grasping at fletcher's ass. "don't apologize, baby. i love it," he assured him softly. "gonna take care of you too. promise." he could be soft and sweet but downright dirty the next moment. he was sure fletcher's head was spinning, but that was what he wanted. beau wanted to overwhelm him with pleasure. "you're catchin' on. you're gonna be a natural on camera, baby," beau went on. "that ass was made to get wrecked. can't even imagine how many boys are gonna be beatin' their meat to it, wishin' they were me 'cause you're mine." soon enough, that pretty face was looking up at beau, feet pressed firmly against his nose. his toes wiggled against his skin, a smug grin ever-present on his lips. he could tell fletcher was enjoying himself, and it was pretty obvious beau was too by how he palmed himself through the fabric of his grey sweatpants. "yeah, you do, baby. 's fuckin' hot watchin' you down there. you're already addicted to daddy's feet, just from kissin' 'em," beau said with a soft groan. "nah, baby, she doesn't. think you were made to take her place. bet you'd love that. bet you've been thinkin' about this whole time — how you could treat me better than her. she thinks my feet are gross, but you're such a little slut y'want 'em all the time. no matter how rank they are." he'd never seen someone so attracted to himself before, and that just thrilled beau to his core. he wanted every part of fletcher, needed it even. fletcher paid each inch of his foot attention; it impressed beau. he could tell this wasn't just a fluke, that this was something fletcher had craved for a long time. beau certainly wasn't going to disappoint his little princess. "y'look like such a whore down there, fletchy. want you to go stupid on 'em. don'tcha ever think about holding back. show me why you're better than her. show me why you need daddy's sweaty feet," beau instructed. he fished his cock out of his sweats, that massive length smacking against his abdomen. his hand wrapped around the base, gliding slowly upward. "cum from daddy's feet. ruin those pants. you're my little 𝙛𝙤𝙤𝙩𝙛𝙖𝙜 aren't you fletchy? say it to me."

fletcher reid had a babyface and a checkered past. his parents split before he was born, and his father never bothered coming around. his therapist seemed to connect that abandonment to his undying need for heterosexual male validation, but fletcher had gotten over that a long time ago. at least he thought he did, until beau came into his life. his new roommate was hot, charismatic, sweet, and completely unavailable — which, coincidentally, was precisely his type. fletcher was hesitant to get involved with someone so similar to the men in his past, but beau had brought down his guard so easily. it would have been pathetic, if it wasn't so hot. "walking around in my own home isn't showing off, you doofus!" fletcher groaned. "it is not my fault that you're too horny for your own good." guys like beau were a total mystery to fletcher. fletcher's head was spinning, trying desperately to make sense of everything the boy was saying. he could hardly believe beau had actual feelings for him — he could understand wanting to make a bit of extra money, but the idea that it could lead to something real was mind-boggling. "what can i say, daddy? 's just what you do to me," he replied, lips curled into a smirk. "you can keep me to yourself, or you can whore me out to whoever you want — 's all up to you, daddy." fletcher's hazel eyes were wide as beau's lips met his own, a whimper slipping past his lips. the last thing he expected from beau was a kiss, but he relaxed into it. just as beau was going to pull away, something carnal took over fletcher's body and pulled him back in. he dug his fingers into the boy's hair, tongue slipping past his lips as he deepened the kiss. "s-sorry... wasn't ready for it to end," fletcher breathed out. "uh, yeah. waffles and eggs is fine w-with me." he couldn't figure out what the hell was going on. the moment was sweeter than any candy fletcher ever consumed, but filth still dripped from beau's lips. fletcher could not yet tell what he'd gotten himself into, but he didn't care. "don't care about anyone but you, daddy. everybody else is just for fun, for views — but i'm your little slut," he assured. "'m all yours, my little pussy is all yours." before he knew it, beau's sinful little game was taken one step further. fletcher was down on his knees, flushed face pressed between the other's sweaty feet. he nuzzled into beau's soles, inhaling his masculine scent with every breath. "but she's not me, daddy. i know what a man like you needs," fletcher teased, pressing a soft kiss to each of his toes. "she wouldn't know what to do with these big, sweaty feet, would she? she wouldn't be willing to get down on her knees and clean them for you after the gym. but me? i want 'em as filthy as i can get them — and i want you to tell me how nasty i am while i worship them." without a second thought, fletcher gave beau his cellphone and turned his attention back to those feet. he lathered his sweaty soles with his tongue, keeping his eyes fixed on beau. fletcher took each toe into his mouth before slipping his tongue between each of them, moaning softly at the taste. "i don't just love your feet, daddy — i'm obsessed with them," fletcher said with a smirk. "been wanting them for weeks, but you know that already. it's ashley that needs to know that there's always someone willing to do what you want — a dirty fucking slut who will worship your boyfriend's feet whenever he wants."

[fluffypotatey]

To be honest I am a huge Nalu shipper. But the thing is I want to know the difference between the way Natsu cares about his guildmates and Lucy. Like what is the obvious difference since that boy sees every as Nakama so how can we say that the wag he cares about Lucy is different?

Like even when Erza passed away? (All the way back in first season there was a segment where the guild was gathered at her grave and all) Natsu was still very reactive. Plus he was also said to be depressed even when Lisanna passed.

What's the difference between all of them and Lucy?

the fact that he stayed. the fact that before he met Lucy, Natsu wasn't one to stay in a group or even want to work with anyone besides Happy at the start of the story. hell, he was ready to just file Lucy down as "New Guildmate" once they reached Fairy Tail

but then, Lucy doesn't leave. she follows him on his mission to save Macao despite her not needing to or even really understanding everything about it. she stays and then fights with him and saves him. it's no secret that Natsu is strong and can take care of himself really well. he's been going on solo missions for years now, and no one has really stopped him, but that means he's been in a lot of sticky situations where he and Happy are on their own and have no backup. and yet, without asking, Lucy offers it

and i think this is the moment when Natsu considers that maybe it's okay to have someone there to have his back (sans Happy)

"but Natsu only needed Lucy for the next quest because of the requirements," well, Natsu also wouldn't have taken or even considered that quest if it weren't for Lucy, yeah? he was not a team player (in the picking job's sense) or really wanted other people to help him on his quests sans Happy. and then he goes and picks a job that caters to their team whilst ensuring that Lucy can't say no

or maybe i'm reading too much into it 🤷🏻‍♀️

or maybe Natsu's got horrible abandonment issues that he will latch onto people so fast (Igneel & Lisanna) but also cause him to distance himself so far when left behind (his 1st time at the guild, Lisanna's death). Erza and Gray are Natsu's closet friends after Lisanna and yet they cannot reach him when he closes himself off. and then we have Lucy, who stuck by and had his back, so who is to say Natsu didn't make some contingencies to ensure whether or not she'd join him?

but maybe it's the rose, colored ship glasses i have on

because yeah, Natsu cares for all of his guildmates. the power of friendship is his biggest motivator. when we meet Natsu, our first introductions of him is defending his guild's reputation from Bora (who was using it as a guise for human trafficking) and saving Macao. and our 1st big arc (Galuna Island), where Natsu adamantly refuses to allow Gray to use Ice Shell and sacrifice himself despite how antagonistic they've been to each other. we get Natsu 100% at Erza's defense throughout the Tower of Heaven and he is even ready to defend Wendy though they only met hours ago

Natsu is a character with a bleeding heart and cannot help but wear it on his sleeve, but we don't really see him allow others to fight his battles or have his back until Lucy comes in. to be honest, i don't even think he had his heart on his sleeve until Lucy. he still has a bleeding heart (i don't think anything could stop that), but he was not ready to be open in receiving company because he was so used to it being ripped away from him

that being said: of all the characters he interacts with, he finds Lucy to be someone compatible enough for him to start going on team missions and inviting her on them (for example, his 1st S-class mission, which he stole, he went to her house to show it to her. the fact that part of the reward was a celestial key might be a coincidence, but i wouldn't doubt it as Natsu and Happy's trump card in case she refused)

but yeah, the difference is that he stayed and didn't push her away at the beginning, but instead continued to invite her along with him to the point that doing a mission without Lucy wasn't his regular anymore. compared to the rest of the guild, of whom he spent most of his childhood with, even if he spoke to no one, they would still be around and talk to him anyway. he might not invite them on job and only challenge them to fights, but the guild is his home and a constant in his life, a constant he needs (bc heavy abandonment issues).

"okay, but he still pushed her away after he watched Igneel die right in front of him. and he left the guild for a whole year, too. so what's the difference there?" you may ask.

so 1) Natsu never thought the guild would disband. he returns to Fiore after a year and is the last to know that they disbanded. he assumed, like all the other times before and while he and others were sealed for 7 years, that Fairy Tail would still be there when he returned. he assumed that his disappearance would not impact so hard because the guild would still be around and Lucy would have the others with her

which, did not happen :)

and like, so many guild members go off on jobs, quests, or even just leave for an indiscriminate amount of time (which i, personally, believe was his rationality for leaving), so him being gone for a year was nothing! right? no harm, eh? his plan was never to be gone forever :))))

2) he just watched his father die and lose any chance of having some semblance of a long term reunion with Igneel. he literally lost one of his main driving motivations for getting stronger and taking jobs. before Fairy Tail, before anyone, it was Igneel. and to learn that a) Igneel was always with him to begin with and b) he only got to see him for less than a day after 14 years of nothing......i would feel lost too ngl

man's needed space from everybody. and he also needed comfort, but Natsu has been shown not to really be the character who asks to receive comfort (and when he does receive it, it's usually when he's already emotionally compromised). he is in the habit of shutting people out after being abandoned or losing someone close to him, with his next rationale being to "get stronger" in order to prevent what happened in the past to ever happen in the future.

anyway

what makes this different? well for one, he sent the letter only to Lucy (or it's implied since no one else is shown getting one) because of how the two spend most of their time together. even the line that goes with the panel makes it sound like Natsu is unsure on how the note will be received (maybe even hesitant? but that could be my own hopes)

and one of the 1st people he reunites with after a year is Lucy and we get such a similar parallel to the first chapter of Fairy Tail between the two as if the narrative itself is slotting them together to say "ah yes, now everything is back to normal and new journeys can begin"

but yeah, this is just a long way of saying, that Natsu does love his friends and guildmates but even when he is close to them, he kept to himself (and Happy) and sort of stayed in their orbit but always with some emotional distance because of his fear of abandonment. and then you have Lucy where he will stay for and allow her to orbit around him and he will invite to new adventures no questions asked

that's the difference

[loserharrington]

are we on the same page here?

[swinging-stars-from-satellites]

I just had a whole actual married, mother of two adult woman be the first person older than about 21 to actually accept the fact that I don't want to get married and be willing to talk through what that means for me, instead of trying to convince me that I'll change my mind as I get older. I'm going to fucking cry

[fisheito]

Something about dark nova yakumo makes me want to bully him. Every time I see him I want to shove him in a locker or pour mop water on his head. I'm not sure why; I don't feel that strongly about his other alts but for some reason just thinking of him in a school setting turns me into a generic high school bully.

you're so right nonsy i could be standing under my angelic umbrella with the utmost compassion and empathy for the rough life of a high schooler but if yakumo walks by in his stupid oversized untucked shirt i'm gon na

[starflared-arrow]

i only watched the charcadet poketoon on a whim cuz i had nothing to do but what the hell dude thats sghrcoded

[feroluce]

I'm still not done with chapter three but oh my God 😭😭😭 oh my God

As much as he wants to say Boothill’s name, to see how it feels dripping from his tongue, he will keep it cradled in his mouth. He is well aware of the damage caused by dishonoring such a request.

OH MY GODDDDDDDD!!!! if this was a book I'd have to sit here and hit myself with it to lessen the pain 😭😭😭

I KNOW I KNOW OH MY GOD OH MY GOD. I was laying on my couch reading that part and I had to like flail and kick around and got tangled up in my blankets because AUGH

I LOVE that Boothill's true name came up in this chapter, and Dan Heng's reaction to it? That's so wonderful. That's so perfect for them. Because of course Dan Heng would know a thing or two about not having your name or identity respected. Of course he would honor Boothill's wish even above his desire to feel how his birth name fits in his mouth, how his tongue could curl around it. He doesn't push, doesn't question it even once. He gets it!!

(the fic this is about is my favorite, room in the mouth by minorly_inconvenient on Ao3, please go read, it is INCREDIBLE-)

Anyway speaking of which, I actually have this post in my queue, about Boothill's birth name and what he would be called in Apache! And I also have my own name I'd come up for him in Hymmnos, since that's my default whenever I need a different language (Ar Tonelico series ftw!!!!): Boh Basilic!

Basilic is the noun for "gun." And Hymmnos has no word specifically for "loaded" or even for "ammunition," but! They do have boh, an adjective used to describe something as explosive, and I think that's a pretty good equivalent. So! Loaded gun! Boh Basilic, and Nick and Graey and some of his siblings would call him Bazzy for short. <3

(Bonus gay thoughts: Basilic came to mean gun, but it was originally actually a word for a giant snake or serpent. And boh can also be used to describe something as supernatural. So, somehow, by some beautiful coincidence... The name Boh Basilic perfectly describes Boothill, but also includes Dan Heng. His fate really was just in his birth name all along... uwu)

[20001541]

instead of blasting away machia with his quirk for disobeying him, afo should've done this instead to him along with an apology

[sunnibits]

also. also. (quickly putting on my beekeepers outfit to protect from the hive that I’m potentially whacking). thinking about izzy saying “blackbeard. it was us.” izzy telling ed that he fed his darkness on purpose, that he maintained blackbeard on purpose, because he needed him. thinking about how ed begs izzy not to go, tells him he can’t leave him. (he needs him). thinking about how ed could never truly heal until he left blackbeard behind. thinking about how blackbeard is really two people, not one. thinking about how izzy tells stede in season 1, “it’s my job is to make sure that edward is content”. how it’s been his purpose from the very beginning to protect edward, to help him be blackbeard, to be his right hand man. thinking about izzy saying “I wanna go”. thinking about all the meta from season 1 about ed keeping izzy in episode four on purpose, because he still needed him. thinking about izzy telling ed that he’s ready. ed is ready. (and it’s not just ed. izzy is ready too. I want to go. ed, I’m ready. I don’t need you anymore. I don’t need blackbeard anymore. you can let go). thinking about izzy looking up, seeing ed’s face, and softly saying “there he is”. (when was the last time izzy truly saw ed and felt at peace with it? when was the last time he didn’t search for something darker underneath? how soft were there faces then? how young, how unscarred was their skin?). thinking about izzy telling stede that he thinks he’s good for ed, that it took him a long time but that he sees it now. (he trusts stede now. he trusts him to take care of his eddie. he couldn’t trust him before, couldn’t see it, but he knows now. he knows he’ll be okay with stede). thinking about izzy using his last words to tell ed that he’s loved, that he’s surrounded by family. (you’re safe now. you’ll be safe without me. you’ll be safe without blackbeard). thinking about how blackbeard has always been a form of protection, of defense - now unneeded. but blackbeard was always two people knitted together. two scrappy boys in a costume, like a prey animal fluffed up to twice it’s size. a skin that can’t be shed without splitting them both apart. stitches that can’t be undone without bleeding.

they’re both ready. they’re letting go.

“there he is.”

[reamed]

coworker was mean to me today so fun!

[aro-problems]

Having to play wingman for all of your friends and then pretend you're ok with it when they get into relationships and distance themselves from you. Like I understand you don't get to make choices for other people and they are free to do whatever they want, I just wish they would stop making me complicit in something that's gonna end up hurting me. And maybe just once I wish people would put friendship first.

.

[crazy-fangirl2524]

Right where you left me

As usual, the first thing Jean felt when he woke up was pain. The bruised ribs that made him gasped for breath as quietly as he could, a pounding headache from his concussion, throbbing pain in way too many areas of his body to even differentiate where it was from. Jean felt all of that before he even opened his eyes.

He didn’t even noticed that he was still on the floor, the same spot he was where Riko had left him.

This was one of the worst beatings Riko had ever given him. And what else had he expected?

Kevin Day had left the Riko, he had left the Nest, the Ravens.

Kevin Day had left Jean Moreau.

And it wasn’t really anyone’s fault now is it? Jean was the one that gave Kevin the opportunity to slip away. Because Kevin Day asked, he begged, “If you were ever friends with me, get him out of my room. I can’t see him right now.” After Riko had stomped the shit out of his hands.

Jean should have known that sentiments and feelings are what would get him killed in the Nest. He should have known better. But Kevin had always been a blurry hazardous warning that he should have known better about. Jean had known better than to befriend Kevin because there were no such things as friends in the Nest. Jean should have known better than to care for Kevin.

And now Kevin Day had left Jean behind. Jean should have seen it coming. He just never expected Kevin of all people to grow a spine. Jean’s had been broken by the Master and Riko a long time ago. Its splinters sometimes protruding and those were the rare moments where Jean taught Kevin French, sneaked a cake for Kevin’s birthday, and now this. The last time Jean would ever help anyone. He couldn’t afford anymore of this, physically and emotionally.

Nothing had changed. Everything had changed. Jean was still where he knew he would always be, behind and beneath Riko with no one to ever hand him a first aid kit or rough hands to pull him off the floor.

So Jean pulled himself up, arms shaking and sweat dripping down his face. With an agonisingly slow pace, Jean pulled himself up and onto his bed, wondering how he was supposed to go to practice later. He laid on his bed, every inch of his body aching and burning and screaming but none of it hurt as bad as his heart did. Jean thought it had been dead for years but Kevin Day had always been an exception. Jean never thought they could escaped. Jean never even dreamed of himself escaping except through death. Kevin Day was once again an exception.

[tigerinkangel]

Handy hint for anyone;

Comparing trans mascs talking about the oppression we face to incels, especially with the antisemitic term "transandrophobia truthers" is still fucking transphobic.

Like I get yall might be taking babies first steps in talking about giving a shit about men but like 1) ACTUALLY read Bell Hooks, not just cropped sections of her writing

2) trans people, intersex people, PoC (especially MoC), disabled men; hi we've all been talking about this for a long ass time and I get the idea that divorcing yourself from the idea that All The Worlds Problems Would Be Solved If All Men Died feminism is hard, and that giving two shits about people who dont like you is hard, but literally nothing will get better unless men are also on board and those who already are here are treated as allies and not The Enemy.

Like sorry your lesbian sepratism sounds like it will fix shit but its literally unhealthy brainrot and inherently transphobic, classist, and racist. Hope that helps ✌️

Build communities, and YES even with those people you dont like, YES even with people who dont like you. You dont have to be their friend but you HAVE to do the bare minimum if you want change. Like people cannot learn to love others if everyone hates them in their community. Like thats understanding how Cults Recruit 101.

Not everyone can do that work, which I understand; but if you dont do the work, don't help Others do the work, you dont get to bitch about how the world is 💙

[humming-pokemon-helpers]

I think sidon is the least hybrid person ever

[deartouya]

10000% back in my touya phase too

[hella1975]

i can’t believe not even 24 hours ago i was in an exam like that still feels like something i hallucinated