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palmett-hoes · 3 years

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i so agree on the thea/kevin thing. i do think they end up together though - not because i particularly think they're good for each other but because sometimes people end up in relationships they settle for and maybe they change and maybe they don't but sometimes life is just like that. thats kind of why i particularly like how nora makes it clear that allison doesn't end up with a man because she tends to seek out the anger issues + doesn't want to help themselves type of man. it b liek dat smt

hmm okay. i think first i want to address what i mean when i answer asks, especially one like the kevin and thea ask you're mentioning. just because i'm writing it doesn't necessarily mean i'm committing to the idea 100% and it doesn't mean it's what i believe 100% will happen. it's a possibility and more than that it's an idea i'm exploring for the moment

that was an analysis of how i view their dynamic, with some predictions based on that specific interpretation, and the end part was a best-case scenario if everything worked out perfectly. but you're right, a best-case scenario doesn't always happen. people's lives don't always play out perfectly and they don't always find the perfect right person that they're with forever. and sometimes they settle for something that's stable or familiar and that's not even necessarily a bad thing

what's really great about transformative work like fandom is that i don't have to stick to just one idea. i can entertain the idea of a perfect world for kevin and thea where they break up but stay friends and help each other overcome the trauma and conditioning of the nest, and at the same time i can also entertain the world where they fall a little flat of that, and still end up together and sometimes kevin sits up at night and looks at his wife and asks himself "do i love her? am i happy?" and knows that the answer isn't a resounding yes, but that she's still his partner and they have a daughter together who he wouldn't trade for anything. analytically, you can make an argument for either of those pathways, or even one where kevin and thea get marriage counseling and end up the happiest most in-love couple in the world, or a million others

you can create a post-canon where anything happens. one where kevin meets the love of his life, one where kevin never meets anyone, one where kevin suffers a career ending injury at 26 that this time he truly never recovers from. as a creator i can explore each and every one of these options for him and think of them all as equally real and equally possible, even if i'm thinking about two completely different ones at the exact same time

it's a story. it all comes down to what i'm feeling at that moment, what I'm looking to explore. do i need a pick-me-up? do i want catharsis? am i angry? sad? cruel? do i want to deconstruct the notion of the cold war nuclear family? do i just want a good time? you get out what you bring in

whatever i end up typing is a reflection of what i'm thinking and feeling in that moment. i may want to look at it completely differently in another moment

but i do agree that i like to keep a little reality regardless, and i also like that nora did too. she didn't give everyone a perfect happy ending with a marriage and kids and i think that's right for the statement she was making with the series

and sometimes i like that, sometimes i want a world that's a little softer around the edges for a bit. that's for me to decide

but if you want my strictest, most true-to-life, mirror of reality take on what happens in post-canon, okay

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i still don't think that kevin and thea end up together, because there's at least two more years on kevin's college contract and no guarantee he'll go onto thea's pro team from there, and i don't think either of them will really be trying to stay in touch. long-distance is hard. long-distance when you're not even trying is impossible. i don't even think they explicitly break up it's just they realize they haven't spoken in months and don't even have each others' current addresses so they avoid eye contact if they ever happen to be in the same room and eventually one of them has a 30-second news spot about dating someone new and that puts the final shred of uncertainty between them to rest

kevin never really finds someone. he's too committed to exy, as a pro-player and as whatever he does after, and he's never going to tell anyone that his life is technically owned by the mafia. maybe he has a convenient marriage or two with some other celebrity that ends in divorce. he's not really particularly concerned with it and when he's old he doesn't regret it. maybe he never wanted a partner in the first place

it's aaron and katelyn that i think are the most likely to end up the way you described kevin and thea. they get married and they stay married but really they're married to their jobs as doctors. and as the years go on they sometimes wonder why they're still together but it's too much of a pain to sort through their shared finances and they're not unhappy, so they stay together. maybe one or both has an affair that they hide, but even if the other knew it probably wouldn't change anything. their house is really expensive and in a really nice location, it's not worth the divorce

dan and matt also probably get married, but i don't think it stays. matt seems like the type to want kids, and dan seems like the type to hate the idea. irrevocable difference. eventually they have to split. matt definitely remarries and has his kids. dan may remarry, she may not, her job is her primary concern. they stay amicable, but it's tense for a few years. they really rocks the foxes, because it's the only internal breakup between two of them

andrew and neil are both the most stable and the most happy of the foxes, because they know how to communicate and they know how to fight for each other. but also because neither of them has any grand notions of romance or true love. they didn't build their relationship on passion, they built it on understanding and cooperation. to them, a person to wake up to in the morning or sit by a window with IS a miracle. it shocks a lot of the foxes who all either subconsciously or not thought that their own relationships were better or healthier or more destined to last than andrew and neil's. over the years all the other foxes have come to them at least once, in private, looking for advice. they'd be lying if the irony of so many years of being given unasked for relationship advice coming full circle didn't make them just a but smug

nicky and erik are the other long-term success of the foxes. if nicky can stay with the twins at their worst he can shelter through normal relationship drama. still the hardest part for him is when the relationship ultimately becomes familiar, as they all do. he's always buying relationship books and planning dates and setting up relationship retreats because he's honestly so afraid of being alone if he likes the flame die. sometimes it's honestly the biggest strain on his relationship, all the frantic effort he puts in, but they get through it

renee never marries or really has any significant relationships. she says she's married to jesus and her job but she's still always a little bit haunted by her past in a way that holds her back from truly opening up to a partner. she adopts several kids though, somewhat later in life, because she believes that she can pass on the chances that stephanie gave her, and that's more important than romance

allison has a string of wild marriages and even wilder divorces that are usually the highlight of fox get-togethers. she has a child by accident and she isn't a wonderful mother. dan and renee are both very involved with her kid, for many years more than she is. when the kid is nearly an adult allison finally pulls her head out of her ass to see that she missed so much of the only relationship she can't annul. at that point she quits relationships and focuses on fixing things. it's a slow, painful process, but they manage to be close later in life

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so, do i necessarily WANT all of these things to happen? no, many of them are quite sad. but all of them are good stories, and all of them are realistic in the sense that they are reflective of what happens in real people's lives

this is one version of how i think post-canon plays out. of course, i may change my mind later, or fiddle with the details, or want to play with an entirely different idea for one or more or all of the characters

#txt #kevin day #thea muldani #dan wilds #matt boyd #aaron minyard #katelyn #andrew minyard #neil josten #nicky hemmick #erik klose #renee walker #allison reynolds #my posts #im talkin #ask #anon #anonymous

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probably-writing-x · 4 years

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Feeling for the Future

Arón Piper x Reader

Request by anon: Heyyy would you be able to write an imagine where the reader is dating Aron Piper & they like both get baby fever but he doesn’t say anything until they get home since he’s a reserve & shy person...who wouldn’t want to have his babies 🥵 plz & thank u 💖

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“Honey are we going to be able to fit this in the car?” You laugh as you cautiously step down the last flight of stairs and reach the front door of your apartment block.

Arón walks backwards on the other side of the wrapped box to you as his head pokes above the surface, “I fucking hope so.”

You carry it the final few metres as you reach where his car is always parked, opening the trunk to somehow try and fit the present inside.

“Did you really have to get her such a big present?” He shakes his head, “You’ll have to walk there if I can’t get this in here.”

You hit him on the arm, “It’s her birthday! And I couldn’t not get it once I’d seen it, it’s perfect.”

He smiles at you before trying to make enough space to fit in the present. It was your niece’s second birthday today so you were heading over to your sisters house to give her the present you’d bought specially. It would be from you and Arón but, of course, it had been completely your choosing.

Eventually, Arón manages to fit it inside the trunk and you both take the drive to your sister’s.

- - - - - -

“Hellooooo!” You call as you open the front door and walk backwards inside, carrying the box with Arón once again.

Instantly, you’re met by someone running behind you and grabbing your legs.

“(Y/n)!” Your nephew grins when you turn around to see him, the oldest of the three, “You’re here!”

“Hello little man!” You beam, kneeling down to give him a hug, “How are you?”

He starts rambling on about school and some of his new toys as you listen to every word. Your sister walks through the lounge door with your now two year old niece beside her and your youngest niece, only six months, in her arms. It still baffles you that she manages to cope with all three of them.

“Hello gorgeous!” You beam as the birthday girl comes over to you and you lift her into your arms, “Whose birthday is it today?”

“Mine!” She exclaims, eyes widening at the present on the floor before looking over to Arón.

“Happy birthday,” He says to her, always becoming so much more timid when he was around anyone but you or his friends. He’d become more confident with your family over the years but still remained bashful and so different from the boy he was with you.

“Show me what else you got for your birthday,” You smile at your niece as she waddles off into the living room.

You turn to your sister and kiss her cheek, “It’s good to see you, darling.”

“You too, they’ve been so excited all day to see you. Both of you,” She smiles at you and your boyfriend, “Would you mind taking her Arón and I’ll help (Y/n) with the presents?”

Arón widens his eyes a little bit agrees nonetheless as your sister hands over her youngest daughter to him. He settles her onto his hip and keeps his arms tight around her, cautious and evidently fearful of doing anything wrong.

“You’re fine, love, you know how to hold a baby,” You laugh, “Don’t you remember when she was born?”

He glares at you jokingly, “But she’s like... sitting up now.”

You scoff, “Just try to avoid making her cry and we’ll be fine.”

He carries her through into the living room and takes a seat on one of the couches, resting her on his knee. Somehow, she’d already become infatuated with him - her hands moving to reach for the loose threads of his ripped jeans as she grabs them into her tiny grasp.

You turn back to your other niece and nephew as your nephew tries to help her with all of the presents she’d been given for her birthday, “What does this do?”

Your nephew starts to explain it, stumbling over his words as he talk but nevertheless getting there in the end.

Time always seems to fly when you’re surrounded by them. Your nephew drags you off to show you how he’d been practising his letters and how he was getting better at writing his name. And your niece is now talking more than ever, figuring out all of her new toys along the way. You’d bought her a pram for her birthday, decorated with her name across the back and made out of a white painted wood.

“It’s beautiful!” Your sister smiles, “Look at her, she loves it!”

And, rightly so, your niece is fascinated by the new pram, that she’d already placed three bears into.

“There you go, honey,” You beam as she starts at walking across the room towards her big brother.

Arón looks at you watching them as a smile warms his features. Your youngest niece had now moved on to being focused on the tiny tattoos scattering his skin, poking at the eye on his arm as she giggles a little.

“You’re a natural Arón,” Your sister encourages, “She loves you.”

He chuckles a little as he looks down at the tiny human sat on his lap, she looks up at him and tries to reach for the curls on his head.

“So, what do you think?” Your sister looks between you and your boyfriend, “How long will it be before I’m buying presents for your kids?”

A blush heats Arón’s cheeks instantly, “Oh... well... we haven’t really...”

“Don’t start,” You roll your eyes at your sister, “You’ll terrify the poor boy.”

She laughs, “I’m telling you Arón, you seem like you already know what you’re doing.”

“Definitely one day, right?” He suggests, focused only on you as he speaks.

You see how natural he does look sat there with the little girl. And you could just imagine her being your own. She’d have curls just like him and she’d grow to have bright smile lines just like Arón. You’d hope for her to be every piece of him wrapped into one little package created by both of you. You’d teach her everything you’d seen your sister do with her own children and they’d grow up absolutely loving their little cousin. Yeah, Arón would definitely be the one you’d want your family with. You couldn’t ever imagine it any other way.

“One day.”

He tries to calm the grin that spills onto his features, looking at you with so much adoration that it seems like you’re the only two in the room.

- - - - - -

By the time you get home, it’s already past dark as you’d stayed all afternoon. You make your way up to the flat and start cooking dinner, as it was your night to do so tonight. Arón flops down onto the couch but doesn’t bother putting anything on the TV.

“What do you fancy tonight? We’ve got pasta so I could make-“

“Were you serious when you said about us having kids one day?” He blurts out, unmoving from his spot as he stares up at the ceiling.

“What?” You laugh, watching him as he pushes himself to sit up so that his head is visible over the back of the big couch.

“Were you serious? Or did you just say it so that your sister would stop asking questions?”

You feel a lump form in your throat at the words. Of course you’d meant it. But you’d never spoken about having kids before. And who were you to think that he meant it too?

“I mean... I’ve always thought about having kids. But we’ve never really spoken about that sort of stuff so I wouldn’t expect you to-“

“I meant it too,” He interjects, “I’ve never really thought about it until I met you. You’re the only person I’d ever want to have kids with.”

You walk over until you’re stood at the armrest of the couch, perching on the edge of it, “Really?”

“Seeing you with your family today, I kept imagining what it would be like if they were our kids.”

“Three?” You raise your brows, “Thats a big commitment.”

“Yeah but I think we could do it. And we’d have sleepless nights and we’d argue with each other and we’d get stressed out, but it would be worth it when we’ve got our own family from it.”

You smile at the thought. The two of you never argued much at all but that would definitely be different if you became parents. It would be over the silly things. Like him forgetting to pick up nappies on his way home, or you leaving him for two nights in a row on his own when you were working. All of the simple family life dramas.

“We’d have to buy a bigger place, obviously. With a garden so that they’ll have somewhere to play, maybe even a pool and we can teach them how to swim,” Arón beams, “When I was holding your niece today, all I could think about was holding my own daughter like that.”

Your heart melts at the thought, Arón as a father. He’d be more proud of that than of anything he’d already accomplished.

“So, when do you see all of this happening?” You ask him.

He reaches out his arms and pulls you down to lay on his chest, “I don’t know. But it’s exciting to think about.”

“Yeah, it is,” You glance up and kiss his lips quickly, “But, right now, I need to go and cook dinner.”

“Nah, we’ll order a takeout,” He brushes you off, wrapping his arms firmly around you to keep you locked against him.

You settle into the feeling and find it impossible to say no, listening to the calm beat of his heart always had that effect.

He speaks up shortly after, “So, what names do you like?”

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kissygrayson · 4 years

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LANDSLIDE: Chapter 2 - Happy Birthday Liam

… in which Y/N and Harry fall in love at university.

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“Are you ready?” Amy asked entering Y/N’s bedroom. Y/N was sat at her desk in front of the mirror. Her makeup was scattered across the desk and a thousand dresses and skirts lay on her floor.

“The party started already” Amy said noticing her best friend wasn't dressed yet, still sat in her joggers and hoodie. Y/N sighed.

“I have nothing to wear”

“You literally have a million dresses right here!” Amy said bending down to grab the few dresses.

“They're ugly” Y/N muttered, turning in her seat to face her best friend.

Amy left the room leaving Y/N confused, then returning with a white crop top and and black denim skirt.

“Wear this, please!” she pretty much begged. Y/N took the outfit then going to try it on in her bathroom.

“Well?” Amy questioned “Do you like it or are we going to be another 90 years?” she laughed.

She left the bathroom, a small smile on her face. She shuffled through the boots and shoes beside her bed then chucking on her black doc Martens.

“Is that you done?”Amy asked with a huff. She felt like she’d been waiting forever.

“Okay I'm done, can you stop complaining for a second?” Y/N laughed.

The girls quickly put the essentials into their bags and left their flat. They passed their neighbour Mary on the way out, she usually sat on a seat outside her flat - for no reason really, other than wanting to see the drama that usually happened across the hall between the couple that lived in the opposite flat, Josh and Beth.

“Hi girls, you both look nice!!” she smiled sweetly, warming her hands with the cup of tea in her hand.

“Thank you Mary, anything exciting happen tonight?” Y/N asked with a laugh, gesturing to Josh and Beths side of the hall.

Mary laughed “No not yet, soon though im sure. You guys going anywhere exciting?”

Amy gave Y/N a look, telling her to hurry up. They where already an hour late.

“Going to a birthday party, we should get going though. We spent too long getting dressed” Amy said smiling. Mary nodded watching as the girls got into the elevator and left the building.

The girls finally found the building after searching for so long. They had walked up and down the same street for 20 minutes then realising the apartment was right in front of them. They entered the building hearing loud music, knowing exactly where the party was taking place. They walked up the stairs then coming to face with Liams apartment. A few people stood outside, some smoking, some just chatting and of course a few making out.

“Shall we just go inside?” Y/N asked Amy. Amy nodded.

The pair stepped inside a few hundred people cramped into Liams flat, most of them dancing to post Malone who was currently playing from the speakers. They stood awkwardly to the side, Y/N’s eyes searching the crowd to see if she could spot Harry or anyone else she knew.

“Y/N!” Harrys voice called out as she finished her short search. A smile spread across her face, Harry making his way towards the two girls.

“You guys just got here?” he asked.

“Yeah, took us forever to find the place” Y/N laughed. “This is Amy” she said introducing the blonde to Harry.

“Harry” he said with a smile in which Amy returned.

“You girls want a drink?” he questioned.

“Please” Amy groaned. Both girls then following the older boy to the kitchen where a thousand bottles of alcohol and snacks sat along with a few people. Harry handed both girls a bottle of beer then getting one for himself as they made small talk.

“So, do you both take the same classes or?” Harry asked followed by a drink of beer.

“No, Amy’s taking art” Y/N smiled.

“Wait” Harry paused then shouting “Yo Zayn!”

A boy around the same age as Harry entered the kitchen, a warm smile on his face and a red cup in his hand. Amy spun on her heel to look in the direction of him noticing he was in her classes.

“Zayn, this is Amy, she's also taking art” Harry introduced the pair, Y/N shook her head giggling when she realised what Harry was up too. Harry gave her a silly smile telling her to be quiet.

“Amy, I recognise you!!” Zayn said pulling the blonde into a hug.

“Please tell me you haven't did the work yet for Monday” she said with wide eyes. The class was to draw something that inspired them, Amy was yet to find that thing, leaving her homework to last minute - as usual.

“You haven't?” he questioned. Amy shook her head.

“Follow me Amy” Zayn laughed. Amy looked back at Y/N shrugging her shoulders, Y/N whispering for her to go.

“Look at you playing cupid” Y/N laughed once the pair left the kitchen.

Harry smirked “Its what I do best”

Before Y/N could say another word Harrys phone ringing interrupted the pair.

“Ill be right back, stay here” he said while running off to answer it.

Y/N stood awkwardly. She didn't really know many people at the University, never mind this party, so standing alone was her only option. She gave a small smile to the girl stood beside her who just drew her a dirty look back. Typical she mumbled to herself.

“Have you seen Liam?” A female voice said interrupting her thoughts.

Y/N looked to her left noticing a brunette that sat behind her in her Friday class.

“Y/N?” she questioned also noticing the familiar face.

“Sammie right?” she asked back then offering her a drink.

“Im okay, thank you though. Just looking for Liam, I swear that boy is always disappearing” She laughed.

Y/N smiled “I wouldn't know, you're the only person I know here other than Harry”

“Harry Styles?” Sammie asked taken a back.

“Thats the one” Y/N smiled, slightly confused.

“Be careful Bella” Sammie said. Careful? The boy seemed harmless.

“What?” She asked eyebrows furrowed.

“His ex girlfriend is a literal pyscho!” She laughed. “No but seriously, they broke up a few months ago and she's bat shit crazy. So please be careful” Sammie finished giving the girl a comforting smile.

“We aren’t dating, just friends” Y/N awkwardly said. She wasn't sure what to feel anymore. “Thanks for looking out for me though. Do you know where the bathroom is?” she questioned.

Sammie pointed down the hallway telling her it was the door to the left, then running of to find Liam.

Y/N made her way along the hallway, passing a few people on her way to which she gave them a small smile. She turned left seeing two doors, opening the first one her eyebrows furrowed. This certainly wasn't the bathroom, she thought to herself.

The walls where black, a few posters and photo frames scattered the walls. A laptop sat on the desk near the window, a TV and playstation beside it. She took notice of the white picture frame to her right sat on who she assumed was Liams chest of drawers. The picture was of 5 guys, one of them being Harry and another Zayn, the other she soon recognised was Niall and the two brunettes she didn't at all, surely one was Liam though.

“Y/N?” She heard Harrys voice call from beside her. Harry exited the bathroom that joined to whoever bedroom she was standing in, a confused expression on his face.

“You okay?” He asked.

“Yeah sorry, I was looking for the bathroom. I should go” She hesitantly said. Harry took a step closer to her, shutting the bedroom door.

“Do you really wanna go back out there?” He laughed taking a seat on the double bed. She shook her head with a laugh.

“I kinda hate parties too” Harry said with a smirk. Y/N took a seat beside him.

“Arent you supposed to be the bad boy, Styles?” She said returning the smirk. Harry chuckled at the girl, I guess she had heard the rumours.

“I’m really not as bad as you think” he said.

Y/N shook her head still smiling “Sure Harry. So why’d you hate parties?” She asked.

“Sophie is always there, I try my best to avoid her” he laughed nervously, knowing Y/N had probably been warned about her by now.

“Sophie? Your ex?” Y/N asked confused also worried. Harry seemed nervous now, so maybe Sammie was right in saying she was crazy.

“Yeah, she's insane” Harry laughed. “But just ignore her” He quickly said making sure the younger girl wouldn't be scared and decide not to speak to him anymore.

“You haven't dated since her?” Y/N asked curiously.

Harry shook his head laughing “Dated? More like I haven't had a proper conversation with a girl without her evil eyes staring at me”

Y/N eyes widened in shock. Maybe this was more serious than she thought. She’d never been in a proper relationship before, sure there where little things here and there, but shed never been commited to anyone, so she wasn't quite sure how Harry was feeling right now. All she knew was that this boy seemed nervous, scared even.

“Cmon she can’t be that bad” Y/N giggled trying to lighten up the mood. Harry raised his eyebrows shaking his head.

“Y/N you really have no idea” he laughed.

The pair sat in Liams room - she soon learned it was his room, for the next hour or so, getting to know more about each other. Y/N had learned that Harry had met most of the boys in high school, some of them shared classes with him and the others he played football with. He also hated the university library, calling it fate that she happened to be there the one day he was. She knew from that day in the library that he was soon to take over his fathers company, what she didn't realise was how big a deal that was. His father owned what seemed like a thousand hotels around the world much like her cousin Ollie, most of them in the US, some in Dubai, the UK and the list went on. They where some of the fanciest hotels in the world, only the best of the best could afford to stay the night there. Y/N was shocked.

Harry soon learned that Y/N had moved from Italy to Oxford to do nursing school. Her mother passed when she was 2 leaving her father to raise her on her own in Brighton, soon she met her step mother when they then moved to Italy and was blessed with two half siblings, Issac and Oscar. They also realised they both adored Fleetwood Mac, Harry claiming he was good at singing then promising he’d sing for her one day - he rarely sang in front of anyone, she must have been special.

Their meeting was cut short with Y/N’s phone ringing, Amy telling her to meet her outside. Realising that it was now 2am, she waved her goodbyes to Harry, him making sure she knew he’d see her again soon.

“So what happened with Zayn?” Y/N smirked, hooking her arm in her best friends as they both walked back towards their flat.

“I’ll tell you everything when we get home. Now you tell me what happened with Harry?”

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lesbian-octoling · 5 years

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Hey guys, Xeno drama ((you know, about the banner and hate and whatnot)) below the cut if you don’t wanna see it!!!

@mrkamabo--co Hello! I don’t know if you’re ever going to see this, but. It’s here.

First of all, yes, it’s me! lesbian-octoling, rhi-draws-things, whatever you wanna call me. I’m making this because I’ve heard through a friend of mine that I trust that you are a relatively good person, and while I don’t agree with everything you’ve done, I figured i might as well try to clear things up between us.

First off-

I’m sorry.

This is a 100% genuine, formal apology. I am sorry your medical issues are acting up, I understand completely. I had and almost identical use (albeit with chemical imbalances making me throw up, instead of breathing/heart issues, but both caused by stress), so I get it.

I’m not here to stress you further. In fact, I’m here to try and resolve the issue. I don’t want you to feel the way you do, and I don’t want to start more drama. I should know, i’ve been receiving nasty shit for a while. If you don’t want to read this- that’s okay! Don’t stress yourself, dude.

I just feel like this is important, because we never actually talked- and lack of communication often leads to violence.

But there are a few thing I wanted to address- first and foremost, the ‘xeno free zone’ banner, and the tags.

#‘you’re a coward cuz u wanna draw them with t^ddy’#i don’t do that in the first place lmao#and if you’re going to say:#'its actually scientifically accurate!’#nope it really isn’t #why?#why would squids/octopi evolve to have digigrades/muzzles/claws on their hands?#why would they look like goats with their eyes and muzzles?#they would have flat fish face!#have squid/octo hat heads!#like the third stage in their canon evolution!#exaggerate that if you want scientifically accurate squidlings/octolings/inklings!#otherwise.. yall just makin them into furries tbh#note: i have a surplus of fursonas#k peace

Ah, I hope you don’t mind me going off a bit, but I did want to say things!!!

Muzzles: Inkling beaks, IRL, are very long! they just look flat because.. well, squids are long! But if you put that into something shaped like a human head, they need a bit more room to stretch out.

Claws: they’re not actually claws, they’re hooks! Just like real deep-sea squids have hooks made of chitin that can retract back into their tentacles, which is why i made them like that. As you can see when they go back into heir squid forms, their arms and legs ARE just evolved tentacles!

Here’s a cool example of the hooks, as compared to some of my squid hands:

‘goat noses’: This is because… it’s not a nose! A real squid breathes through it’s siphon, which is one, large hole. That’s why their nose is like that- it’s not two nostrils, it’s one hole, but flattened down so it’s not just a big ol’ hole in their face. If it was, things might get into it, like dirt or bugs or.. i dunno.

Digigrades: admittedly, this is just because it’s fun, and theres no reason they shouldn’t. Any other similarities to cats is just… coincidental, really, as cats and squids have a lot of similarities (liking the sun, chasing lights, etc).

Eyes: Actually, this was a mistake. When i FIRST started getting into splatoon i was like ‘wait squids have horizontal pupils right’ and only found out later that no.. that’s octopi! But oh well, it was a bit late, eh? live and learn.

I’m not saying its fully scientifically accurate- hell, course it’s not! But its more biologically accurate than having them being made of ink. Mostly, I just think it’s fun, cus I’m a budding biologist and I think it’s cool to explore these concepts.

Ok! Thats all I gotta say. I just wanted a chance to explain myself, s’all! As for the banner itself… while it may have been joking in nature, I do think it was a bit rude. Kinda like swinging a bat at a hornet’s nest, yeah..? Like you said- “but yknow tumblr be tumblr, and i honestly expected This™”… you gotta watch out what you say sometimes. You could’ve made it more obvious that you were joking- putting ‘XENO FREE ZONE’ with bit red X’s and ‘feel free to reblog :)’ just has.. a very mean tone to it, and it rubbed a lot of people the wrong way, regardless of your intentions. It really didn’t sound like a joke, to a lot of people, including me.

Though, maybe, we’re all just a bit wary- I’ve been receiving asks telling me to- quite literally- kill myself, multiple times, over this. I also know several friends who have gotten the same messages (a few of which don't even draw xeno, but simply because they are my friends). I think me (and other xeno artists, though I cannot speak for them) have a right to be wary, when we’re so used to being bashed. A lot of people are scared, and it doesn’t make what some people said right, I’m just… telling you why that massive backlash happened.

And by ‘massive backlash’…. if I’m being honest- and I don’t mean to make it sound trivial- a lot of the responses to those posts weren’t truly mean. Some people sent a clown meme, a lot of people responded with ‘why are you hating us, were just having fun’. A few were pretty mean, yes, but I could count them on one hand. These were light hearted in nature, and nothing like some of the truly nasty things that could’ve been said. You wouldn’t believe the things I’ve received in my inbox…

I think a lot of this could’ve been avoided if your post right after had simply been an apology. Instead of playing the victim card, simply say ‘ah, that last post was a joke- i sincerely apologize, and I might’ve worded it poorly’. That’s it. And it could have been avoided if you said, in the tags ‘this is a joke post don't take it seriously’. But instead, you went on the criticize xeno aspects. Not saying you’re wrong, but pointing out why so many people took it the wrong way.

But.. the main thing I wanted to address was this post.

I.. can’t say I’m in the right, but I can’t say you are, either. I probably shouldn’t have made that post- but it was meant more as an off-hand joke. I didn’t mention you at all, as I didn’t want anyone to hate on you. It’s more of a running joke for my blog of ‘sexy tartar’, which is why it was funny enough that I brought it up.

#can’t feel safe#when i put an opinion out there#its easy.. to ignore a post yknow…? It’s also easy not to make a joke like that. Again- maybe you intended it as a joke, but it’s like one of those shitty april fools pranks where you tell somebody something bad happened. We got scared. Doesn’t make it right of us, but it doesn’t make it right of you, either.

But the ONLY thing I’m truly angry about- if you saying that ‘you, a minor, don’t feel safe because you’re being shat on by an adult’. The reason this makes me mad is because… I’m 18. Barely. And you’re 17. I’m… not even a full year older than you. I’m still in high school. The way you worded it made it sound like i’m a 32 year old getting off on sending hate to a 13 year old- and that’s not even close to the case. That is not cool, dude.

Anyway. Sorry about that, though I hope you can see why I’m.. unhappy with the wording. I’m trying to solve things here, not make them worse, ha…

And.. yes, I did block you. But not so you wouldn’t find out. You can still see my blog; i know this. I blocked you because I’ve been getting hate anons for the past few weeks, and I can’t be too careful with who I block. I’m tired of people telling me im ‘ruining the fandom’, so I tend to block at leisure, or when I have suspicion. And a big ‘ANTI XENO’ banner is reasonable suspicion, yes…?

Again, I apologize for that post, but i was not doing to to spite you, just because I found it funny. I didn’t contribute to the spreading of hate to you in any way- I am very anti-hate messaging, and very pro ‘block and ignore if you don’t like them’. Which is.. what I was trying to do, but I didn’t want to leave us on that sour note. I did not encourage anyone to ridicule you on your post, or send you any sort of messages and asks.The only people I complained to were my girlfriend and a select few close friends, who i KNOW would not participate in any sort of hate spreading.

I’m not asking you to be friends with me. I’m simply trying to clear off any misconceptions- I’m fully welcome to hearing what you have to say back. But…

All in all, I think the gist of what im trying to say is that we all made mistakes, and we should both own up to them. I’m very sorry about your heart condition- I sincerely, 100% hope you get better. And I’m hoping that by talking it out, we can clear things up and not let it stew..? I know that sometimes these things tend to eat at me until I fix them, and that is all I’m trying to do.

I’ve unblocked you for as long as it takes for us to resolve this issue, if you would like to move to DMs, or to discord. Either works. Or.. don’t respond at all, if you don’t want.

Have a nice night, and I hope you feel better!

#drama #please don't reblog this unless you're @mrkamabo--co #im tired and don't wanna fight; dudes

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11:56pm, Sunday, December 29th of 2019.

You know its bad when my own mother agrees that I was in the right.

Since if me and my own mother don't see eye to eye on a lot, but she can right off the bat understand how absolutely everything you did was 100% ridiculous, and how that other bitch intentionally made herself hella sus by downright being sus.... then its a big fuck up.

And honestly, I kinda regret less about the "soda incident".

Simply put, it was an asshole move, but so was everything else he did in our relationship when it came to basic facts......

Anyways.

I threw the soda, thats all there is to it. I could have just left the car, as dejected and humiliated and abandoned as possible, and laid in bed all day thinking.... "So just like that, he ended it all so quickly."

Then cry.

Or.

I can take the lid off my cup, toss flat sprite directly into his face, and then run off, feeling a mix between "jesus christ, im a cunt", and "but that did feel good, though, didnt it tamia????"

And the thought, as soon as i got inside and stopped being hysterical, was....

"I really gotta see a therapist as soon as possible".

And I will, hold me to it. In 2020, I will work on..... I dunno. I feel like i did do morally wrong, but im not sure i can say i was terrible.

I'm worried for myself. I try to not do vigilante actions; but sometimes shit just happens.

He's fine. The worst that could happen is that he went home, tossed his wet shirt onto the floor, and then went to bed.

That's all I should do.

I guess I was.... hurt, i dont know.

It was the same as any other argument, or discussion about this. He'd agree to the things that made me feel terrible, but would make no effort to change things.

He'd pretend that things he told me never happened, or that things I was told were just all in my head.

Grade A gaslighting.

And.... I don't know.

All my friends were telling me to leave him, and I was intensely agreeing with them.... up until I entered the car.

Then, it was less "i cant believe youve done this", and more "i know hes not nearly as bad as theyre saying....."

I understood. He didn't want drama.... Its just a shame things happened this way, and I kinda just hoped he never invited me in the first place. It stings a lot less when its days sooner, Christmas Eve, and I'm aware that it may be too soon.

But its a whooole nother pain if two days in, after being told it would be okay if i showed, and im out here thinking of cool things to do, games to play, drinks to make.......

I'm told to not come.

Reasoning: the girl I'm told not to worry about, yet again, has found a way to bitch and whine into getting her way over mine....

Hurt even worse, since it worked.

He got to drink all night and do whatever.

I got to..... starve for two days straight, and refused to leave my bed from how fucked up things felt.

....yeah.

And then once we did meet the next night, he was doing that thing.

Refusing to say what he wanted to say, but from the way he was choking up, not greeting me with his usual overly broad smile, and even more....

It was obvious he wanted to break up with me.

And when calmly asked why, had no reasonings, other than... his guilt.

More talks and shitty gaslighting later, he drove me home, and we still talked.

He cried, I guess. Hearing how optimistic I was about the party made his mind wander to how optimistic he felt about us giving our relationship another shot..... just for this to happen and restart the problems once again.

I held him as he cried, and it felt nice knowing that he wasnt totally emotionless at the idea of things ending.... But annoyed, since.... yeah, this all couldve been avoided if you bothered to have some fucking balls and stood up for me to your friends...

A great hit to the self esteem, knowing that me, the girl who had his thighs soaking wet from the intensity of our fucking, spends whole nights cuddling with him, and wakes up next to him, gave him a thoughtful christmas gift, all that.....

Still apparently wasnt good enough for him to tell his friends, "I like this girl. And if you wont be civil tomorrow, dont show up."

.....Nice.

He really doesn't deserve me. My friends were right, his forehead was huge but his intelligence was so nonexistent.

And it just hurt.

I comforted him.... Idk, gave me a little hope. Reminded me that even if he was foolish and spineless in the way he had went about things, he was still human.... And still cared.

And people make mistakes.

It was just too soon. We didnt expect this to happen, not to this extent, and i kinda just wanted the past.

We decided before to just have our relationship seperate from his friends for awhile and promises of not meddling.... it wasnt too late to just forget the birthday incident, move past it, and potentially continue dating on a lower scale.

I... guess I almost had a change of heart.

Kinda did still want to stay with him.

Until he told me that he doesn't want to speak to me anymore.

And definitely not see me, for a very long time.

(Jesus christ; that felt like a stab directly through the chest plate.)

And claiming he had absolutely no romantic feelings, that he may consider talking to me as a friend some other day, but not to ever expect it.....

And eventually i just went....

He would never change.

He didn't.

He never stood up for me. He never bothered to communicate. Never took me seriously. Never valued me. Never actually expressed his emotions in a healthy manner. Never respected my boundaries. Never made an effort. Never brought things up first.

Always prioritized someone else. Always refused any sort of conversation or confrontations, even if it could result in something healthy. And always was finding a way to fucking disappoint me.

......I didn't handle it well.

I almost did.

Till I didn't.

I can't regret splashing the soda on him. Since if its like "I'm refusing to listen to you, and not gonna make a change even in the smallest of ways, condescending, not keeping promises, enabling toxic behaviors, and showing that the girl whos threatening to ruin my good time is still valued more than you...... but I shall dump you and not return the gift you spent so much money on to make me happy with a few days before...."

Is a dick move.

And he wasn't gonna die from a splash of soda, so.

I don't know, man.

All I remember is the soda was tossed, I heard the passive "what the fuuuuuck", and then closing the door, before he started angrily slamming into his horn and whatnot.

A cross between terrifying, and.... satisfying, maybe.

I got texted "Fuck you", and thats all there is to it.

I majority felt terrible for most of the night. But otherwise just could have random fits of laughter, at my own pride and absurdity at the actions itself.

And that solidified the "i should certainly receive therapy soon" route.

Since I don't want to get wrapped up in shit like this.

I literally cant fully recall half of 2018 because of the last time, and its not healthy.

And yeah.

Thats all.

Peace out.

See you.

#12:45am #here

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socalum · 7 years

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OK so here’s my update on Boy, a lot of stuff happened since i said i would update on friday so this is gonna be massive and juicy as hell, shit literally hit the fan yesterday

so on thursday, i went out for volleyball and he told me to meet at the restaurant where we work at 9pm so me and my friend got there at 9. he was late af. and i asked him when he was planning on coming and he said he would be there soon and he shows up w the girl he was seeing. i can’t say i was surprised because i knew it would happen but it was still :/ anyways, so on the way to the volleyball place, i spill everything that’s been happening to my friend and she told me she was in the same position as i was a few months ago and i was honestly so shook but i had a different outlook on things now because he was literally doing the same thing to her as he was doing to me.

so when we get to the vball place, it was so awkward and i couldnt even look at Boy properly i felt so weird. so we started playing and me, my friend, and Boy were all on the same team and Boy was hella flirting and being all touchy, and the girl he was seeing apparently didn’t look happy and i sort of backed off because i really like her and she’s too nice for this.

side note, fake love by drake came on and my friend looked at me and was like “this is a good song right? ;)” and i couldn’t stop laughing.

so we went to a restaurant afterwards and me and my friend got in on one side and the girl he was seeing got in on the other side and left room for Boy to sit next to her, but he came and sat next to (really close to btw) a different girl (context: this girl is super duper pretty and she just broke up w her bf, so naturally Boy is trying to wheel that lmao) and girl he was seeing (let’s call her Jill, even tho thats not her name) was like “oh, ok” but yeah Boy and other girl were laughing and flirting the whole time we were there

i was pissed, but not pissed that he was flirting with someone else bc i knew he was and i have no right to be pissed about something like that because i was doing this same thing when he was seeing jill. i was more pissed that he was being so blatant about it. like there was no subtlety. so i told my friend i wanted to leave and we left, but they were still sitting hella close together. BUT im not gonna lie and say i wasn’t jealous bc i was, just a lil bit.

on friday, Boy was texting me and asking me when we were gonna hang out (read: hook up) and i just felt super uncomfortable about the whole situation so i was kind of dodging that question and changing the subject. i guess the best way to put it is that i really really really like talking to him, but i just felt uncomfy about the situation he put me in so i was confused and conflicted. i had kind of made plans with him on saturday night so i told myself i would talk to him about it on saturday night and just spill everything i was feeling.

on friday night, i was going out to a pub and another friend (lets call her C) who also works with me was going, and she had some experience with Boy so i thought i would tell her everything. anyways, she was being kinda judge-y (which i found so fucking rich bc while she was seeing Boy, she was still banging her ex so) but she ended up confirming that Boy was wheeling the girl he was sitting next to on thursday night, which didnt surprise me. we were kinda on and off talking about it the whole night, and i was in a really vulnerable place because i was so confused about my feelings on this whole thing and i basically laid out everything i was feeling to her.

i invited Boy to come out but he said no, and i was like ok dude whatever thats your loss, but around midnight when coworkers started showing up at the pub, jill was there. and i was like alright, she doesn’t even really know the birthday girl because birthday girl (aka a close friend of mine) quit right after she started, but the MORE THE MERRIER I GUESS anyways, i got super fuckin turnt like i was drunk off my ass and it was amazingly fun. so close to the end of the night, i got in a table beside jill and asked her how her night was going and she told me she gave her number to the bartender and i was like oh. but i didn’t really say anything about it. when we were leaving, she was on her phone at coatcheck and she seemed MAD like really upset i think because whoever she was calling wasn’t answering the phone. someone mentioned it and it turns out she was calling Boy who told her at one point that he would pick her up from the pub and go back to his place.

he never ended up answering so she shared a cab with us to go home and she was talking about how mad she was at him and how he committed to picking her up and he broke that, but she also mentioned something about him flirting with other girls and how she deserved better and my drunken mind was like OH SHIT but i kept my mouth shut. so anyway, Boy ended up calling her back but like, they were almost fighting over the phone idk i guess they made plans to meet up somewhere by where her car was parked and when she hung up, she was like “oh he’s gonna get an earful tonight” but i was too drunk and i got dropped off and i literally passed out as soon as i got into bed, and i really couldn’t bring myself to care about Boy at all because i had such a great night.

so saturday rolls along, and i wake up feeling so good. like im in the best mood i have been in a while. but of course, since my work can suck balls sometimes, that good mood was ruined so quickly on in the night. first of all people were being assholes and it was super busy, but shit l i t e r a l l y hit the fan. so C and Boy were arguing and when C stormed off (partially bc she was mad and partially bc she had tables to serve) i asked Boy what that was all about. he wasn’t really mad, but he came up close to me and was like “actually, you got me in trouble too, bc you talked to C and C talked to Jill” and it was like steam actually shot out of my ears i was FURIOUS i was literally the most angry i had ever been in my life, but it was too busy for me to confront her about it

so i was trying to avoid Boy, and i think near the end of the night when he actually had time to notice that i had been avoiding him, i think he knew i felt awkward so he tried to make convo and stuff. but yeah, when it finally died down, C was standing off to the side so i flat out asked her why she told Jill when i asked her not to. she said that she thought it was in Jill’s best interest to say something to her and also she didn’t want me getting hurt. i was so angry because i trusted her and she literally told the one person i needed her not to tell just 5 hours later. she told Jill about me and the other girl, which is super annoying. it was none of her fucking business and not in her place to get involved at all. she took a situation that was admittedly bad, but SMALL, and turned it into something much larger than it needed to be.

so yeah, i kinda had plans with Boy last night, but i needed to talk to a friend so i asked if she wanted to go for dinner and while we were making plans, Boy comes up and is like “oh you’re going for dinner” while kinda side-eyeing me and my friend turned to me and was like “is ____ allowed to come?” and i was like yeah sure because i was gonna talk to my friend about the situation and he’s literally involved so i wouldn’t be telling my friend anything he didn’t already know

and then the other girl he was talking to ended up coming as well which was fucking hilarious to me i was like dang why don’t we just invite Jill too and really make it a party. what was really funny though was that we were all talking about being mad at C but not really going into why we were mad but we all knew and it was the weirdest few hours of my life

but jill messaged me this morning a long paragraph and we talked things out and basically she’s not mad at me and she just wants the whole thing to be over, which i’m relieved about because i do too. like this is the first time im involved in a work drama situation and its really weird and i dont like it but luckily nobody knows except for the people who were involved which im happy about.

so yeah. that was my weekend. idk if things with Boy are like... Over but i guess i’ll update if need be.

i really don’t know how i feel about all of this, on one hand im relieved everything is out in the open but on the other hand i feel like it opened a can of worms that i really didnt want to see, you know? anyways yeah, thats pretty much it.

#i put it under a read more because it got so long #but yeah #i tried to add as much detail for context #but i dont even know if this makes sense #its wild from start to finish tho #im honestly so shook after this weekend its insane #i don't even know if anyone cares or is gonna read this #but i need to get it off my chest #courtney ft boys

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