god’s least favorite princess

nodding my head to show that i approve of all the shitty things this character has done because i'm a bad person

not saying this is what that last person was implying at all, but there have been real times where people have acted like being bored to tears by domestic fluff means i dont understand the hypothetical appeal of that happening in real life. and sometimes i just get so blindsided by other peoples understanding of what fiction is even, like, for, categorically. because wish fulfillment/aspiration is so low down on the list of what makes a work hit for me. in many many instances my enjoyment of a piece of fiction goes up directly in proportion with how much i would never in a million years want to directly experience anything happening there.

I love it when characters have some kind of weird bond between them. Psychic bonds, telepathic links, empathy links, soul bonds, and whatever else. What if you were always aware of the people you loved? What if you could feel their presence in a way beyond the five senses? What if they could never fully hide themselves from you? What if you could never fully hide yourself from them?

slow burn where they're already having sex. such a beautiful combination i cannot put it into words