#enemies to enemies

[elainiisms]

i want you carnally *shoves a knife into your abdomen*

[rickkisser]

I miss them. (can't tell if it's cool or cringe)

[chaotic-scraps]

The rain is coming down hard and unrelenting. The roads are muddy and slick, unlit and miserably cold. You are aimlessly seeking shelter when none but your nemesis stops beside you.

"Come to gloat?" you shout over the rain.

"Always," they call back with a smile. "Looks like you need a ride."

Your teeth are chattering. Your head is pounding. Your clothes are sopped.

"No, thanks. I love it out here," you snap.

Their smile drops. "Get in. We need to talk."

[fallstaticexit]

Oh, what's the matter, Landgraab? You're not threatened by me, are you?

[ohhhmio]

my favorite part about radioapple is the fact that a lot of the time, it's just them fighting. this ship dont even need for them to be doing anything romantic—just make them fight over a fucking stick or something and have them be very confused and disgusted to find out that they both dont watch tv and it would be enough. god. forget enemies to lovers—This is enemies to even bigger enemies, baby.

[bookwyrmsbuttons]

[gojoshooter]

Hello dear! I hope you're doing great and I've read all of your work! May I ask hc of high school gojo in which the (fem) reader is his classmate and she is stronger than him and she is so polit. her height is 5'0 and she ignores him? Sorry it's long and thank you!

I've been doing great, ty anon for the req! ^^ enjoy

Double Trouble: Gojo Satoru

Pairing : Highschool!Gojo x Highschool!y/n

A/N : highschool gojo and y/n does me things but two brats? that's interesting

WARNINGS : bickering, crying

Highschool!Gojo who is your class president clearly because you do not intimidate a soul

Highschool!y/n who hates him for making her the assistant in-charge

Highschool!Gojo who did that half because you're as strong as him and half because the height difference is downright funny

Highschool!y/n who would run from her responsibilities, like literally run

Highschool!Gojo who drags you back holding you up in air with the back of your collar

Highschool!y/n explaining her friends why their 'Tom & Jerry duo' allegations are wrong

Highschool!Gojo who waits for you outside your house so you both can race to school

Highschool!y/n who brings two lunch boxes because gojo eats her's clean everytime

Highschool!Gojo who would pretend not to see you standing because you're literally half his size

Highschool!y/n who no one takes seriously until gojo approaches from behind

Highschool!Gojo who approaches from behind, has a habit of grabbing your head stepping up to deal with the class offenders

Highschool!y/n who snaps one day and takes his hand off to bite hard—and if that wasn't the most Tom & Jerry thing

Highschool!Gojo who calls you 'brat' more than your actual name totally unprovoked

Highschool!y/n on verge of tears fighting gojo on top of her lungs over things like who smells better

Highschool!Gojo soothing your back and wiping your tears with his sleeves as he gaslights about the argument he made you cry on

Highschool!Gojo pulling out a worse prank in revenge of your last prank

Highschool!y/n who knocks gojo down in a match in middle of the woods and panics not knowing the way back

Highschool!Gojo who let's you sit on his thigh facing him as you two bicker

Highschool!y/n who's every answer to gojo teasing her is a bite

Highschool!Gojo who doesn't turn his infinity on, rather just runs because he finds you adorable ridiculous running while trying to bite him...

A/N : i hope u enjoyed this, anon & everyone ^_^ likes and reblogs are appreciated!! —♡

Tags : @maybekoya @nanamikentoseyebags @luckimoon

[radiumjuice]

MISCHA M. MOROZOV x THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY

My OC Mischa was originally a fan character for TUA, but has since moved to his own original work. He used to be a lazy vessel for OC x canon with number Five, and his backstory was weird and half-assed (experiment of Reginald Hargreeves to make up for the perceived failure of the Umbrella Academy… cryogenically frozen… somehow survived the apocalypse with Number Five but dies tragically…. yap yap yap yappity yap) and I think that it’s boring and unoriginal. SO to do Mischa and the source material some justice, I’m doing a complete rewrite as a fun little Mischa AU. I won’t get into the nitty gritty right now, but the whole OC x canon thing has done a complete 180 and has now become OC vs. canon

[choking-on-ice]

my "warm up sketch" got out of hand yet again, so now I have a sheet full of moe Lex Luthor and Jimmy Olsen that i'm definitely gonna have to ink and colour later

anyway, love these two, and I think it's a crime that there's nothing about them being enemies to lovers or even friends. (yes, i know, Lex is evil, but when has that ever stopped a ship before?)

[user2772636]

Joseph Descamps

Fun fact: My first published fics!!!

>!!=!!<

>!!=!!<

Series:

Douzième Fille - You, as the 12th girl of Voltaire High, must face the new opportunities given by a school that is a mix of boys and girls. Handle your feelings towards a high school bully, make friendships that will last, and study hard enough to be accepted by society.

>!!=!!<

One-Shots:

Mr. Beauty and Brains - An interview with a famous philosophy professor who gained fame from being one of the youngest in his field and being an attractive one, too. Is an interview for a first date too much?

So American - When your french boyfriend loves to tease you about how "american" you are, you just think you should write a song about it.

Puppy Love - When the school's golden boy finds a list about a few girls in his class (which include you), all hell breaks loose. You decide you think he looks adorable mad.

Hate is *a strong word - You've been on eachothers throats since kindergarten. Now that college is coming, more competitions mean more rivalry. You can't keep bottling emotions cause they'll spill out.

>!!=!!<

[thebellekeys]

forget enemies to lovers let’s focus instead on enemies who remain enemies but also want to repeatedly have sex with each other

[homo-beehive]

i don’t want these stupid gays to be together because they’re cute. i want them to be together because they’re so toxic and incompatible that it cancels itself out and they get stuck with each other because nobody else is enough of a little freak to handle them. i want them to hate each other so much they get married because they may actively be ripping each other to shreds but they foam at the mouth when separated

[verdesart]

Myster 'I miss my eye subspace'

I decided to merge the two drawings together so have this as an extra !!

[tonbane]

“I’m obsessed with him because he’s my enemy” yeah buddy and I am not conjuring an entire College AU in my mind after drawing these 🙄 (pls click/zoom/open in new tab wtv to see it beautifully <3)

Give me a 🔁 if you 💟 what I do!  

[automeris-io-moth]

Stupid and Stranger

Much too many people believed Hero to be the least bright of the bunch. 

Tall, strong and stupid, the media described, and even when their pictures flooded the magazines and the cover of reports, they were rarely invited to an interview or allowed to speak with the press. 

They did not have the gift of the word, their manager said, others would elaborate better, explain themselves more effectively and avoid a misunderstanding, they affirmed. Hero said nothing against it, conscious of the clumsiness of their speech, how their words stumbled when they got too excited, and, embarrassed, they stayed quiet. 

And Hero tried, they tried once and again to change such an image of themselves, to strategize, to plan ahead and reduce the damage as much as they could. They tried to sound smart too, but unnecessary words lasted little in their mind, the pompous inflation of the speech felt as such an idle tool to earn respect, and they felt simply ridiculous speaking like that, it fitted others, but not them. 

Perhaps it was that need to know that not everyone thought they were as dense as the media made it seem, the yearn for validation and respect being exactly who they were, and not some elegant made up version they had to force. 

Perhaps such was the reason why they had so eagerly accepted the attention of that stranger at a nightclub. A charming one, certainly, all nice, flirty smiles, and quite a pleasant conversation. An actual, true exchange of opinions, of interests and cheerful chattering, Hero felt embarrassed, not knowing well enough how to handle the true interest of someone in what they had to say, yet, amazed at how easy the conversation flowed. 

When waking up the next day, with a new contact on their phone, and a goodbye written on paper over their kitchen counter, Hero smiled, they felt lighter.  

Videocalls, messages and meetings kept getting more recurrent, Hero spent less time at their agency trying and failing to avoid the cameras, and more at their own place, at coffee shops, cinemas and bookstores, visiting parks and…

‘IS HERO FINALLY LEAVING THE WORK TO THE PROFESSIONALS?’

A picture of themselves stared right back, smiling awkwardly on one of their first dates.

Hero sighed out, leaning back. 

“Everything all right?” 

“It’s nothing, just…” Hero smiled from the couch, “no, I’m fine, tell me, how was your day?” 

Lover plucked the magazine from their hands, taking a few steps away, and read it. 

“Assholes,” they said, skimming over the first pages “this is bullshit, look at this, they’re attributing your last mission success to Other Hero, my guy couldn’t even walk straight that day.” 

Frowning, Lover closed the magazine with disdain, as if the paper was guilty for the words on it written.

“Don’t throw it away, I was reading it.” 

“You were, love, not anymore, it’s not worth your time. Come on, I brought Italian.” 

Lover was truly a blessing.

And, after some months, Hero started to believe what they told. 

They were not careless, unplanning, they were quick, they could take the decisions that needed to be taken when no one else dared to deal with the consequences

They were tall and strong, of course, but they were not stupid, Lover said one night, they were the least injured after a fight, the more conscious about their body, about their movements, they knew how to use what they were taught. 

But overall, Lover promised, they were kind. 

Lover liked kind. 

Hero loved Lover. 

Perhaps that was why their chest physically ached with pain when they stood before the burning remains of their apartment complex. 

Sirens flashed and blinked around them, thick, dark smoke rose with the night smoke. 

Their lover’s eyes shone under the light of the fire. A sad glance was the last they spared before fleeing the other way.

Hero’s mind went everywhere for a moment, nowhere then, more a longer time. 

The flash of a camera pulled them out of their thoughts. 

Maybe they were right, they were stupid.

***

‘I’m sorry love, I was getting too close.’

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