no but imagine the tally marks turning black if their love is requited.
and then imagine the tally marks becoming a scar when the one they love dies.
Imagine someone with no tally marks meeting someone with 50 tally marks
Imagine someone with no tally marks starting to like someone with all tally marks scarred
imagine aromantics with no tally marks laughing at this tally mark bullshit system
imagine someone afraid of being in love suddenly getting a tally mark
imagine someone married with a single nice black tally mark has a new one just appear
imagine someone with a single scarred mark that refuses to love again gets a new mark and it’s black
imagine someone who falls in love too easily having a lot of marks
imagine nurses at old people homes taking care of people with scarred marks, black marks, and no marks
Imagine a dolphin with human legs. Like a normal fucking dolphin except it gets up and walks around on human legs. Wouldn’t that be fucking nuts. Just my contribution to this post.
A young man walks down the beach. He had been single all his life, and in the presence of so many wandering couples that regularly visit the bayside, one would imagine he might feel some kind of emptiness. He never did though, and found the simple pleasure of watching the tides roll in was more than enough.
On this particular morning however, he found himself alone in the hours between the sun cresting over the ocean at daybreak. This was a rare respite in such a crowded city, and the man saw fit to simply take it all in.
Reaching down for a seashell that glistened under the thin pulses of water that continued to glide up and down the saturated sand, he noticed something on his wrist. Expecting it to be some kind of bug, he prepared himself to wipe it off. To his surprise, however, it was a thin black rectangle, stenciled perfectly into his skin.
The man looked around, clearly in shock, when he saw a shape emerge from the water. One of the dolphins that normally swam off the coast, so it would seem. Was it sick? Why had it washed up? Before the man could answer these questions, the sleek grey form of the creature arose.
Under the creature were two seemingly human legs, their muscles perfectly toned and rippling in the goldenrod light of morning. The man was dumbfounded. Finally, the dolphin turned to him, and kicked its right leg a full 180 degrees into the air, holding it in place.
On the back of its leg was a perfectly stenciled black tally.
"I have waited an eternity for this moment" the dolphin said.