#just enough to hurt

[capriclonus]

GUYS I AM CLOSER THAN I HAVE EVER BEEN IN THE LAST 3 MONTHS TO A NEW CHAPTER OF 'JUST ENOUGH TO HURT'!!!!

theres not smut yet and I'm not sure if there will be in this particular chapter, (yes I know I'm sorry, I know why you read it) but I'm really happy with it so far and I think its an important chapter to write. I hope you guys will like it!

[expressionless-fr]

I hope all people who mock others special interest burn a bit

[confused-beany]

Her halo of divinity - and isn't it weird to think of Aniya, someone so far for divine, so human it hurts, as divine - is a broken thing, jagged and flayed, held together by some miracle that's more curse than a gift. A corner of it digs into the soft skin just under her jaw, barely held on and dangerous to hold onto. One breath too sharp and she would perhaps stop breathing altogether.

But maybe she wouldn't. Maybe whatever went wrong with her during the... Thing would keep her safe. Would be the layer of protection between her and this odd binding she wears and she would live as well as she could, even as a twisted visage of something that should be impossible.

Still the risk remains.

She wears it with grace and ease though. Dips her head in deference like it doesn't hurt to move her fragile neck at all.

He couldn't tell you which he hated more. Her or the golden noose only he seems to see.

[bixels]

Just gonna have to wait and see, right? Just wait and see! Just gotta wait and see! Who knows, we'll just have to wait and see! It's anybody's guess, we'll just have to wait and see! The future is exciting, we just gotta wait and see!

[chloesimaginationthings]

The scene I fear most happening in the FNAF movies..

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Kiss Kiss Fallen Tree!

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[clouvu]

Mother and Father 🫶

[potato-lord-but-not]

WHAT IF ???? LESBIANS?????

ok fr tho I’ve been thinking about them. I like to think before moving to Harper’s Hill, Sarah stayed in Arkham for a bit with Anna, trying to unpack everything they learned. After a while, Anna decided she didn’t want to continue poking at this unknowable horror, but Sarah was adamant on finding out the truth. They parted ways ofc, but they stayed closed where it mattered most.

sorry anyway bonus Roland design WAHOO

[hinamie]

summer is coming so i'm giving them the beach day they deserve

[toqiuh]

“We were in love.”

[inkskinned]

she says he won't let her get a dog, which is fine, because they're in an apartment, and that's the kind of thing people say about their partners. he won't let me get a dog. and you're at a dinner party and you tilt your head a little to the side just like that dog he won't let her get, because is this the thing that's going to upset you? you don't know every corner of their relationship, she could be joking, they could have had so many healthy conversations about the dog, right, and maybe she's not letting herself get the dog because of money and time and whatever. but, like, she did say let

and she wants to move away from his hometown and he wants to stay and then he tells you with a wink and a conspiratorial stage whisper don't worry i'll convince her and she laughs about it - so clearly this is something they laugh about. but you do just stand there and stare at him like what the fuck, man. you can't say what you want to say which is why do you get the final say on everything because they're both obviously aware of the other person's stance on this and have obviously had private conversations about it and what are you going to do about it except make a scene and then he'll be mad at you and call you one of those bitches behind your back and she'll cut you off, which is a loss that doesn't feel worth it just because he makes you a little skeeved out every 3rd comment

and they both agree he just isn't the type to get flowers which is fine because everyone shows love differently, and are you really gonna judge someone based on their sense of individual relationship responsibility? maybe he's constantly cleaning her car and writing her poems and making her furniture or something. maybe she doesn't even like flowers and this is perfect, actually. and no you couldn't date him, obviously, ew; but like, she tells you she's happy. you almost send her a tiktok that says don't be 25 and the cool girl that doesn't need anything, you'll hate not getting flowers at 30, but that's like, starting drama & you shouldn't start drama needlessly.

and you're a little older than her but not so much older you can pull the whole trust me on this one babe thing and besides that wouldn't have worked anyway (when does it ever) and besides you have trauma so you and your therapist both agree that you're always looking for a problem even when there isn't one. and you tell yourself that just because you see them for 15 minutes every month does not mean you can identify every single red flag based on a single shitty half-joking(?) comment

and besides, what are you going to do? she says i actually wanted another stand mixer but thankfully he stops me when i'm about to spend too much money and you're standing there like are you okay? is this normal? is this just something people say? and again - what are you going to do?

to your therapist you try to language it - it's not, like, any of my business. but sometimes, doesn't it feel like - you should do something. there's got to be something, right? you've tried dropping little hints but they sail right through and you've tried having a single serious conversation and she got upset because why does it matter to you, yes it's different but we're happy, it doesn't need to make sense to you and you're like. really unwilling to push a boundary about it anymore; because the truth is that you know logically it shouldn't matter to you, as long as both parties are happy.

and besides, you've been wrong before. it's just... like, every time you see them both, something else happens, some kind of shiver down your spine like do you even hear each other when you talk. it's their strange, bickering orbit. just the way he's on his phone through dinner or watching sports instead of helping in the kitchen or, fuck, another one of these little throwaway comments he makes about we'll see about that, babe. she laughs when he calls her passions stupid shit and meanwhile she gets him tickets to see the knicks and he tells you well at least she's smart about something and still! it's none of your business.

you say get the dog anyway and she laughs. like, this is is you being funny. and not you saying - no really. get the dog. get the dog and get out of here. pack up and start running.

[capriclonus]

HOLY SHIT I DID IT. It's only about 2500 words but FINALLY, a new chapter of this fic! Hope you guys enjoy, please let me know if you did!

[tea-n-ink]

Homesickness is where the heart is

[theminecraftbee]

you know the excellent quadruple life fan comic has me thinking about double life again. and MAN. thinking about the soul bonds mechanically. like, before I get into my meta-analysis it’s worth noting that non-diagetically the soulbond mechanic being based on how many hearts someone has is basically the only way I can think to do it in minecraft that’s sensible, but diagetically…

so do you ever think about how the marker of what made people soulmates in double life was pain?

like, soulmates share injuries/pain! that’s the whole premise! like, to the point that day one people were making up elaborate ways to hurt themselves so they could test for their soulmates! you met your (very romantic-coded) partner and confirmed they were the person you were looking for by hitting each other, generally!

being a soulmate in the double life universe isn’t about being compatible, it’s about literally sharing pain, and it’s just… I think about how for some pairs, they share the burden between each other, and it brings them closer. for some pairs, though, the only way they know how to communicate is by hurting one another. and the thing is, this isn’t just a literal thing. like, mechanically, the thing soulmates do is share pain and communicate with pain, but metaphorically, can you say desert duo doesn’t have trouble communicating because half of how they know how to exist is either sharing in pain or causing it for each other? can you say that ranchers’ strength wasn’t a pair of people who understood each other’s pain and desperation to be better than they’ve been before? can you say that divorce quartet isn’t, well—

so pearl wins after scott hurts them one last time don’t you ever think about that,

[sunlit-mess]

consumed by the inevitable

[lavendervirgos]

I don't care how angry you are, but you must never ever attack someone with personal stuff they shared with you and trusted you with when you were on good terms. Or spread it somewhere for everyone to see.