RIP To Everyone Whose Comfort Character Is Xie Lian

RIP to everyone whose comfort character is Xie Lian

Saint Michael's Mount, England 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿

Villains were never morning people. They had to stay sharp for midnight plotting.

Long Live Evil by Sarah Rees Brennan

okay but selfship pining stage

imagine how your f/o must've felt when they were falling for you. how everytime they'd see you their heartbeat would quicken.

imagine how when they were alone their thoughts would drift towards you. they'd be doing some menial task and find themselves thinking about you. how they'd wonder why, how they'd tell themselves to stop thinking and focus on their work.

imagine them seeing something and think "oh, (s/i) would like this." and then them trying to talk themselves out of buying it for you because "what if they think I'm weird? they may not even like me."

and imagine how it would feel the first time they finally work up the courage to gift you something. maybe you can tell they're flustered? or, maybe you can't, because your own heart is absolutely pounding out of your chest, distracting you from what they may be saying to you.

of course, you're ecstatic, but think of how they felt. how relieved they are, how excited they are that you accepted their gift. and they go home, and it's the only thing they think about all night.

and then what about you? I'm sure you feel the same way. and you're sat up wondering if they're in love with you, or maybe you're just overthinking it, because they can't possibly be in love with you, fight? oh, but what if?

Brick at his back and shadows across his eyes, Key looked like an illustration of a crime in progress.

Long Live Evil by Sarah Rees Brennan

to all the other selfshippers struggling with burnout, who feel guilty for trying to recover and let themselves rest: your f/o would want you to rest. they know it's what's best for you, and they would never judge you for being "unproductive" when you're just trying to survive. trust me.