#enemies to lovers excellence

[brooksdavis]

TOP FIFTEEN SHIPS AS VOTED BY MY FOLLOWERS: ↳ #7: Nicholas Devereaux & Mia Thermopolis-Renaldi | Princess Diaries 2 (2004)

Tell me your greatest desires. Tell me a secret. Isn't that the same thing? Almost, but anyone can see your desires. No one knows what's in your heart.

[odetokeons]

i am once again updating this thread:

friends to enemies to lovers to frenemies to friends

friends to frenemies to lovers to enemies

strangers to enemies to friends to lovers

stranger to lovers to enemies to lovers

i've just realized that my favourite ships are basically all different variations of the enemies to lovers™ trope:

enemies to lovers

enemies to friends to lovers

friends to enemies to lovers

friends to lovers to enemies to frenemies

friends to lovers to enemies to frenemies and sometimes friends, lovers AND enemies all at the same time

[selquet]

THE GREAT | 3.01 "The Bullet or The Bear"    

[transsimmonss]

in honor of transformers one, gonna post this one on here.

(originally drawn in early 2023)

[stackthedeck]

the potential of these two is devastatingly unexplored

[cainlane]

ok but my favorite part about malvicky is that despite the fact that she fully has the right to dislike being malbonte's vessel instead she actively enjoys it and seeks to have his power inside her, feeling empty and powerless when stripped of it, enjoying it when malbonte says that they're still connected and that she smells like him and arguing with those around her who are claiming that it's better for her to be stripped of his power like NO despite the humanity she sees in him she also likes how dark and strong and powerful he is that's the whole point !

[mrsbridgerton]

[ambeauty]

My friend finally finished the Bear months after I told her to watch it so I got her final thoughts! First mention was Richie which like fine he has the best character development of the season but let’s get to the goods. I asked her what she thought about Sydney and Carmy’s partnership? I didn’t want to hound her with like do you think they are in love? Soulmates? Twin flames?? Just wanted her general reaction and she said Carmy is going to screw Sydney over and she’s going to become his competitor 😨😨😨 I GASPED!!!!

All the metas and theories I’ve read or thought of this idea has never come across before and I am SHOOK! Because it’s not completely impossible! If Carmy doesn’t get his shit together and if the big fight ends horribly and does not actually resolve anything Sydney could exit his life for good?!?! And because she’s so ambitious and probably spiteful I could see her pushing to open her own thing! And probably taking some of the Bear crew with her 😨

And the best thing about his happening is that it could all be happening while they very much still have feelings for each other! NOW I’m obsessed with the idea of them being nasty competitors (we know how competitive Carmy can get based on what Luca said) he’d do it out of spite for sure but they are very much in love with each other!!!! On some real there’s a thin line between love and hate! You are the bane of my existence and the object of all my desires!!!

Ok I’m just gonna go scream in my pillow now 😭

[spacenintendogs]

Confession: Snotstrid is the only m/f pairing in all history of How to Train Your Dragon that I'm able to truly enjoy, but if I say this anywhere else I'll get bashed on the head (not a joke, this actually happened once). When I found your blog I literally screamed with joy and thanked the heavens, for I am not the only one child of men born with bad taste. Thank you so much for your service.

proud to serve our troops 🫡

[sancastarcs]

namivivi is so fucking real you guys????

[haldanare]

i have a new oc: her name is Rhian, shes welsh-japanese, shes ginger, shes butch, she commited fairy war crimes as a teen and her prefered method of expressing her emotions is through the medium of molotov cocktails. and she has a big sword

[deus-ex-mona]

a n y w a y s listen to nagisa’s new song it’ll change your life

[tommykinard217]

Also, I'm sure Jonathan Bailey will be just fine as Fiyeo but 1) they should have casted a poc to play Fiyero and 2) WHY DIDN'T THEY GIVE US THE BLUE DIAMOND TATTOOS?????

[innytoes]

Inny i am so far behind on things and I am going to be honest with you, a/b/o is my fandom Can't, but: am I correct in saying it's your birthday soon?

Anyway, in honor of that and if not, just the fact that you are awesome, consider this a prompt for the a/b/o prompt and pairing you wish someone would have sent 💖

Thank you, it was my birthday on the 7th! And in honour of your prompt I went with 22: Dystopian AU, because who doesn't love a good dystopia. Except then I made it 'crack taken seriously'.

Even though he’d known it had been coming, Willie still felt a little shell-shocked. He knew he didn’t have much rights or even a say as an Omega, but he thought he’d proven to Caleb that he was worth keeping on. He’d seemed like such a nice guy when he took him in as a twelve year old orphan, an estranged brother of his dad’s. Willie always figured they were estranged because his grandparents had been hella homophobic, but now that he was older, maybe it was just because Caleb was kind of evil.

He certainly didn’t seem to have any qualms selling his nephew to Sunset Curve.

God, that sounded like something out of a bad fanfiction.

It wasn’t even that Caleb had sold him to Sunset Curve on purpose. Caleb had managed to snag Sunset Curve to play in between the regular show. Which was kind of Willie’s dream come true, since he’d been a massive fan since before the got famous. Ever since that time he’d snuck out at fifteen and found them playing in front of a club he’d been trying to sneak into.

So he hadn’t even thought about it when Caleb told him to make sure he looked presentable, like, of course he was going to. His favourite celebrities ever got a special table up front. And he hadn’t really noticed that the scent-blocking spray Caleb made him put on so he ‘wouldn’t be a distraction’ had been replaced with something else. And he didn’t think about how Caleb had let him go off his suppressants a week ago, saying something about how it was healthy to take a break every so often, and he’d get paid vacation time when he had his heat.

He just danced his heart out and tried not to laugh when Luke exclaimed, his mouth half full ‘this is a meatball sub, ohmygooood’ just as Willie was bringing out their new drinks. He shamelessly flirted a little with the entire band, but only like, as a joke. Sure they were kind of the same age but it wasn’t like Willie, an Omega waiter, had any shot with these rich and famous Alphas.

He hadn’t noticed that the table next to Sunset Curve had been watching him, too.

It wasn’t until after Sunset Curve’s show and Caleb’s ‘dessert’ were over that he noticed something was up. Because Caleb put his hand on the back of Willie’s neck and steered him right towards the reserved tables. For a hot second, Willie thought his uncle had remembered that he was a big fan of Sunset Curve, but then he was lead to the table next to them, and slowly it dawned on him.

Caleb wanted to sell him to the creepily smirking, oily-looking hedge fund manager at table two.

But before the deal could be finished, the drummer – Alex, his favourite – had leaned over and looked Caleb right in the eye and told him he’d pay ten thousand more.

Which was how he ended up on a tour bus, with a bag that Fuego had randomly shoved some of his belongings into at his feet. At least he’d been nice enough to include his skateboard.

Except unlike in the fanfictions, there was a lot of yelling going on.

“What the hell, dude?” Bobby had said almost as soon as the door closed. Reggie had guided Willie further to the back, awkward smiles and a gentle hand on his shoulder, and Willie looked out the window as the Club – his only home for the last six years – slowly disappeared from view.

Reggie had been nice, getting him a water, asking his name, asking his favourite pizza toppings, anything to distract from the shouting up front, the shaking of Willie’s hands, the tears he was trying very valiantly not to shed.

They were already nearing the city limits when Luke bit out: “Is Reggie not enough for you?”

At hearing his name, Reggie’s head jerked up, and he looked hurt. Which, what? Oh wait. Oh. Oh.

“Luke, shut up,” Bobby said, and Luke glared at him.

“What? Just because a cute Omega flirts with Alex once, all of a sudden he’s willing to-”

“No, shut up,” Bobby stressed. “Because that Omega hasn’t signed an NDA yet.”

All three of the Alphas stopped and turned to look at him, and Willie ducked his head. It wasn’t like he could do anything, anyway, now that Alex owned him. Like, signed the paperwork, got to decide if Willie gets to eat and sleep and get medical care, never mind if he was allowed to talk to anyone, owned him.

Still…

“I won’t tell anyone,�� he said, because yeah, Reggie being an Omega when everyone thought Sunset Curve was an all-Alpha band was a pretty big secret. “Please, I’ll do anything. I can be a good roadie, or I can do your laundry, or whatever.” Don’t think about the stuff they want in fanfiction, don’t do it, even though he wasn’t going to lie, he’d thought about that from time to time, staring at the poster above his bed, because how could he not?

“I’m glad Alex helped Willie,” Reggie said firmly, which seemed to soften the postures of the other three band members. “Did you hear how creepy that other guy was being? Asking about his virginity and stuff? Besides, having some Omega arm candy might actually be helpful, you know?” He shot Willie a crooked grin, and Willie tried not to flush at the idea of hanging off Reggie’s arm on the red carpet. Like, even if he wasn’t an Alpha, he was still Reggie Peters, and Willie wouldn’t be faking any kind of swooning.

“He could be a good cover for Reggie’s heats,” Alex offered, nervously. “That way we don’t have to worry about any more rehab stories popping up.”

That had been last year, some gossip rag wondering why Reggie wasn’t out and about for a week off, when various members of Sunset Curve had been spotted in public. Though now that Willie thought about it, never all three of them at once. Which meant someone was probably always with Reggie, helping him… yeah, don’t think about that, or he’d go very, very flushed. Sunset Curve had played it off as food poisoning, and #poisonhotdogs had been a meme for a while, but that wouldn’t work every time.

“I can do that,” he eagerly agreed. He’d probably have to stay on suppressants then for his own heats, but if that meant he wasn’t going to be some creepy business dude’s live-in sex slave, he was all for it.

“You’re still signing an NDA,” Bobby muttered grumpily, flopping down in one of the chairs opposite of him and Reggie. “And doing laundry. Except Luke’s, I’m pretty sure that stuff is a biohazard.”

“Be nice,” Reggie warned. “Willie said he likes pineapple on pizza, so now you finally have someone who will go halfsies with you when we order pizza.”

Bobby blinked, and then shrugged. “Good enough for me,” he agreed. “Welcome aboard, Willie.”

“It’s still coming out of your money, not the band’s fund,” Luke grumbled at Alex, but he flopped down, basically on top of Bobby, so there was room for Alex to scoot in as well. Bobby just wrapped his arm around Luke’s waist, and oh, the whole ‘band as pack’ thing wasn’t something they played up for the press. They were actually like that. That was kind of nice, since so often it was just some marketing ploy.

The sight of three Alphas staring him down was kind of intimidating, though. Especially when one of them basically owned his very soul. Except Alex gave a self-conscious smile, just as cute and dorky as he was in the interviews Willie watched over and over, and he couldn’t help but smile back. Maybe it would all be okay. Maybe it would be better than a fanfiction.  

[science-bastard]

I have a sneaking suspicion that deep down you desire a relationship where you just utterly rival someone, a potent arch nemesis, someone who's your hate for drives the flames of passion so much that you wanna kiss them.

no, it’s nothing like that! i just want someone to see the worst parts of me from the very beginning and care about me in spite of them! …even though they’re genuinely trying to kill me. and i mean, even if they did kill me, it’s not like i’d be able to reanimate myself through sheer force of will to kill them in kind. and not for any other reason, mind you! and why would i ever want to kiss someone who’s killed me? i wouldn’t be so impressed by them besting me in such a manner that i’d be driven to kissing them the minute i woke up or anyth—

[calumsash]

Okay so I just saw your muke moments poll and I'm just- HOW DID THEY GO FROM HATING EACH OTHER AT 12 TO FUCKING MICHAEL UNBUTTONING LUKES SHIRT TO THEM HOLDING HANDS TO THEM ALMOST FUCKING KISSED

it's called having RANGE!