#sometimes it’s not actually enemies to lovers

[driftawayomnichord]

Genshin characters react to you sleeping on the floor (_ _).｡o○

This is just pure fluff, teeth rotting, sleep deprived fluff with some crack. No need for warnings other than the fact this isn’t proof read (-_-)zzz (Kaeya, Diluc, Wriothesley, Zhongli)

*THUD*

Kaeya

Chilly, it’s a bit too chilly for spring. A little ironic Kaeya can’t handle the cold, but there he is shifting in his sleep trying to get warm under to covers. Reaching over to the other side of the bed to get his personal heater to warm him up, he notices that his hand doesn’t reach his lover’s body. In fact he doesn’t feel anything, not even your pillow. Still exhausted and half asleep he calls out for you but no answer.

Standing up and rubbing his eyes he gets up thinking you must’ve went downstairs for some reason. Heading down the stairs he feels sleepy but determined to get you upstairs he continues walking still freezing. Getting to the kitchen he looks around and…

“Why did i come here…” Kaeya asked himself out loud and stayed there, in complete darkness not moving whatsoever. Two minutes of standing still, staring at the wall he gives up trying to remember why he got down and started heading back to his bedroom.

Walking through the door of the shared room he then finally notices. You’re not in bed.

“Must be downstairs getting water…” he thought and laid down.

…

“I was JUST in the kitchen!” He suddenly understood the meaning of the visit to the kitchen. But where are you?? He suddenly jumped from the bed and shouted your name, now slightly concerned.

“Huh- what? Where?” You jump up from the ground…from the other side of the bed, still clutching one of your pillows you brought down when you slid off the bed and hit the ground. Somehow not waking up.

Kaeya looked towards the source of the sound, puzzled for a moment, blue eyes staring down at you, head barely visible from the disheveled bed sheets.

“How…how long have you been there?” He asked, voice raspy from just waking up for the second time.

“I have no idea..” you said looking around yourself on the floor.

“You scared me for a moment there…don’t do that again.”

“You think i fell on purpose or what??”

(( _ _ ))..zzzZZ

Diluc

Having a not so pleasant dream about dealing with drunkards in Angel Share, Diluc woke up from a sudden loud Thud sound.

Jolting up he looked around the dark room, at first not noticing anything until he looked over to the other side of the bed, not seeing you there…? In his half asleep brain the only logical explanation that popped up is a fatui attack. And they must’ve taken you away as revenge. At least that’s what he thought in that very moment.

Jumping out of the bed he summoned his claymore and prepared to head out of the bedroom to look for you and end fatui lives. He very carefully opened the door to his room as to not alert the nonexistent enemy, and poked his head out to scan his surroundings. Not noticing or hearing any other sound he headed down the staircase as silent as he can be.

Oddly enough to him, he didn’t see a single soul anywhere in the winery. He decided to walk up to the door and check the lock, thinking they must’ve headed out, when suddenly he felt a tap on his shoulder.

Turning around he ignited his great sword and pointed it at-…you?

“Whoa…ok- me snoring sometimes isn’t reason enough to end me is it?”

“I- i thought…the fatui- wait where did you come from? You weren’t in bed. Are you ok?? Did they hurt you?!” He was looking at you, still unable to connect the dots but obviously concerned for your wellbeing. Unusual for the great master Diluc to be seen in such state.

“Actually, i fell.”

“Fell…?”

“I was on the floor, heard a noice and saw you being…weird. Also, the fatui were here?” You say now slightly worried.

“Let’s go back to bed, i will explain tomorrow.”

“So you won’t point swords at me anymore?” That comment earned a side-eye.

(( _ _ ))..zzzZZ

Wriothesley

On the rare occasions Wriothesley is able to get out the Fortress of Meropede and visit you he would always sleepover. A part of that experience is you not being able to settle down in bed and just twist and turn like a raccoon stuck in a trash can. But Wriothesley is fine with that, finds it slightly funny even.

On this particular night it’s no different, after 40 minutes of not being able to find a good spot to sleep in bed you decide that perhaps the bed itself is the issue. So the only obvious solution is plopping on top of the Duke and using him as a mattress.

After 30 minutes of complete silence, both of you finally drifted off to sleep when very slowly you start sliding off him to the side of the floor, dragging both him, the bed sheets and a pillow along. And no one noticed until mid air you wake up, but alas too late to save yourselves.

Thud

“You’re…crushing me-“

Wriothesley shifts a bit, not exactly realising what happened, somehow doesn’t wake up- until he feels a slap on his arm.

“aIR- OFF OF ME!” You whisper yell at him.

“Oh, my apologies.” He gets up from you and stands up still a little confused. You stand up as well and dust yourself off, rubbing your head thanks to you hitting it on the night stand on the way down.

“You ok there?” Asked the Duke jokingly, grabbing your hand away from the spot you’ve been rubbing in an attempt to soothe it a bit and checking it.

“I don’t know which is worse…the concussion or getting crushed by a full Clockwork Meka. I might not make it after this.” You exclaim dramatically, putting your hand up on your head as if you’d faint any second now.

“Oh, but of course, we should take care of your life threatening injuries as fast as we can. Shall i call for Sigewinne to assist?” He joked with you, now completely awake. “Or maybe even start preparations for your funeral?”

(( _ _ ))..zzzZZ

Zhongli

Sometimes even a king sized bed isn’t enough for some, a great example - the dead geo archon, who when in a half human half adeptus form takes up almost the whole damn bed.

Especially that damn tail. Don’t get me wrong, you love it, it’s very fluffy and warm, but you swear it has a mind of its own. It sometimes just decides that it should push you off the bed, and the past 2 weeks that has happened…Every. Single. Night.

You’ve debated with yourself if you should just tell Morax that in his sleep he his tail attempts to end you on a monthly basis. But he seemed so comfortable in this form you decided against it and that maybe enduring the attitude of his tail is bearable.

So after a long day you finally head off to bed, not because you really need it as a god, it simply helps calm your nerves. Finally you drifted off to dreamland, where people can’t bother you at least for the time being. At least that’s what you hoped.

Upon Zhongli’s return home he starts to look for you and after a moment he spots you in the corner of his eye, you were taking a nap. He heads towards your shared bed, picks up a blanket and drapes it over your sleeping form. Staring at you for a moment before he decides on joining you in your nap time.

2 hours later you wake up from the impact of hitting the floor…and that was your last straw.

Zhongli as well wakes up from the sudden THUMP sound and notices you on the ground- absolutely fuming.

“IN OUR 3400 YEARS TOGETHER I’VE NEVER HAD THE URGE TO THROW YOU IN THE SEA SO BADLY I SWEAR!”

“What are you talking about-“ Zhongli gapes at you, shaken from your tone.

“THAT.” You point towards his tail. “That THING has been pushing me off the bed for decades. Actually that’s an understatement- CENTURIES! I will move to the desert i cannot stand this anymore!”

Zhongli finally realises why you’ve always preferred being on the opposite side of his tail. All this time together he has been the reason you cannot properly rest, which leads for guilt to wash over him.

“I truly apologise, I shall do my best from now on to refrain from bothering you with my tail and I promise to you that I am going to make up for this. You know i would never disturb you in your sleep on purpose, right?” He began apologising and explaining himself. Getting up from the bed he headed towards you and enveloped his arms and tail around you.

“Ugh…I cannot stay mad at you. But if this happens one more time you will sleep in Guili Plains from then on out.” You say without a single hint of joking in your tone.

*Gulp*

First ever one-shot, also first post here ٩(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)۶ Should I make another part?

[notadryseatinthehouse]

The sub-categories of enemies-to-lovers, on a scale of “enemies-to-lovers is an accurate description” to “this should probably not qualify as enemies-to-lovers”:

I hate you because we are actually sworn enemies, from warring kingdoms, clans, families, tribes, ideologies, or other social demarcations…but now, in the face of everything I know and hold dear, I love you.

I hate you because you once did great harm to myself and/or someone I love…but now, despite the pain you caused, I understand you better and love you.

I hate you because we were once lovers and you betrayed me…but now, you have made appropriate amends and we have both grown as people, and I love you.

I hate you because I have a bias, or have heard a rumor about you, that makes me hate you…but now, having learned more about you, I have learned that I was wrong and now I love you.

I hate you because we are trapped together in circumstances that I detest and I wish so badly I was in different circumstances that I hate you by default…but I have since discovered that I can trust you, and now I love you.

I hate you because we have been acquainted or even friends for a very long time and shit-talking and/or pranks have long been our way of showing our affection…but now I am no longer being an idiot and I realize that I love you.

I hate you because I’m sexually attracted to you and that’s annoying. Aaaand now we’re fucking. And oh whoops I guess I love you, yikes, how did that happen?

[astarlightmonbebe]

dohan is really out here living in a high stakes thriller while jihan and ajeong try out an enemies to lover romcom

[druckkugelschreiber]

Why, yes, I am totally not normal about this, thanks for asking. I'm actually screaming. This whole conversation had me screaming!!!!

[nadiajustbe]

I think the most beautiful thing about writing of Howl and Sophie's pair is that they are written as people before being written as a pair. Let me explain this very quick.

The thing about book Sophie and Howl is that they are not really fully fitting into any "classic" romantic trope. They are not exactly enemies to lovers, as their angry chats are definitely cannot be considered a life or death battle, they are not rivals to lovers because the only aspect of rivalry between them is the cleaningness of Howl's room. They are not friends to lovers, as their relationship just doesn't fit into "friendship" structure at the very start, nor they are roomates (yes, they live in the same house but that's not the core aspect of their relationships). Of course, you can go on and fit the name of the trope you found specifically for them, but that's the thing.

They simply cannot be processed through a pairings lenses only, in order to understand how they act in relationship you need to analyse them separately, as a characters first of all. Cause that's what the book itself does!

Sure, it doesn't have a whole lot of romance instead, but it gives us time to learn and observe the life of incredibly written, alive characters, understand them as personalities first of all, while slowly immersing the dynamic between two characters (in this case, Howl and Sophie) into work. They are written as personalities, both being fully separated and interviewing, changing eachother's point of view.

It's difficult to find a trope for them. They're are not a trope. They are Howl and Sophie, and that's probably the only way their dynamic can be properly described. Just as real people, they are not really fitting into the boxes of linial character progression, but go way deeper into being complex, filled with little differences and moments only people with their personality can have in romantic (or any different) kind of interaction. They're imperfect, and silly, and multidimensional and the reader knows them well enough to imagine them interacting way beyond of what the book says to them.

They are being people before being a ship, a pair of a trope — and that's why they work so perfectly charming in the end.

Howl and Sophie are unique in being themselves.

[rbbess110]

guys do you remember any ideas from when you were a kid/were only beginning the writer journey that would be technically considered "cringe" or "stupid" but brings a smile to your face still?? like damn it does not make sense now but i had so much fun with it. be it an oc, world you've created, plot idea you loved. tell me about it

[ninkaku]

“they had something” and it’s gihun and frontman ?? im sick

[seiwas]

i hate how smart gojo is cos as much as i'd want to hate him for it i'd actually find him so attractive lmao

[ramveins]

Whenever I see tweets like the one below, I get so confused because it feels like people just want to move the Overton window over but for... writing tropes? Instead of simply picking a less extreme trope to read from???

(Also the implication that people who read more "problematic" types of e2l stories must love oppressors and bullies in real life is a little... 😬)

^My badly done visualization for reference that does Not include all forms of (thing)-to-lovers just fyi lol

[not-poignant]

Daily excerpt from Underline the Black 69:

‘We should talk about some things,’ Gary said. ‘Yeah,’ Efnisien said. Gary’s arm was around his shoulders and Efnisien felt cocooned. Was it okay to feel…warm and soft, after everything that just happened? What did it mean to take responsibility for his actions? How would he know when he was doing it right? ‘Do you regret not saying the safeword?’ Efnisien pressed his lips together. He didn’t want to admit that he didn’t hate it. Of course it was overwhelming, terrifying, and it had been painful in places, and Efnisien’s fingers hooked into the hem of the blanket and finally he shook his head. ‘If you do, you can tell me,’ Gary said. ‘At any time, you can tell me. There’s no time limit on telling me you didn’t like it.’

[volivolition]

Can I get some Message to All Bitches: Please Survive for WIP Wednesday? (if there's nothing you can share without spoilers, then I am also intrigued by Unstoppable Force)

oh yeah can't share the specifics of this but know that i've finally figured out the wording and results of a very significant VisCal check in Message Please Survive in honor of you hkjhg <3 instead, you get these two uncommunicative idiots from Unstoppable Force <3

VOLITION turns at the squeak of a chair pulling up next to him, and immediately wishes he hadn’t – Electrochemistry.

ELECTROCHEMISTRY sits back, cocking an eyebrow at his full name – Crownhead.

VOLITION tries not to shift in his seat. It has never been unusual for skills to shuffle around the table throughout the day. Logic will move to discuss something with Interfacing, Suggestion will slide over to sit with Savvy, and even Empathy likes to sit next to him sometimes at the head of the table. This is no different. It can't be any different – What is it?

[9ofspades]

Took me forever to realize “enemies-to-lovers” was actually two separate tropes. Can we come up with separate names for them? Like there’s a huge difference between “opposite sides of a battlefield” and “I hate you because you said something rude to me at a party”. And the latter isn’t necessarily “rivals-to-lovers”, because there isn’t always a rivalry. Sometimes they just kind of hate each other until they get to know each other better.

[foxmulderautism]

postgrad preptober

[llycaons]

a lot of talk in those tags about 'friends to lovers' and 'enemies to lovers' and which is better like please release yourselves from these bonds, there are bad and good examples of every trope and writing device under the sun and the inclusion one over the other can be a personal preference but it means nothing about the quality of the relationship or the work

[crossbackpoke-check]

wait you got me so invested in the stammer & heddy tailor au....

this is my standard disclaimer that i have never posted a fic on ao3* and for however much i say “au” i truly mean that it’s a universe that lives in my head & i am absolutely delighted to tell you all about, all the time <3 if it helps i ALSO got me so invested in the heddy & stammer tailor au

ok now that the author’s note is out of the way here’s some notes about the not!fic heddy & stammer tailor au:

stammer as the tailor from gent’s playbook, very reserved, quiet, with an excellent eye for details (honestly the evidence i have for his style sense is just that he’s best friends with pk subban so it has to be there somewhere if only by proxy irl) is hired by victor hedman, star of the tampa bay lightning who is every other tailor’s nightmare to dress (huge, opinionated, fashionable)

heddy is decently well-known throughout the league for being very well-dressed & becomes quietly well known for also being one of his new tailor’s favorite loyal customers [heddy has the nicest fabrics. he has his suits the first day a new collection drops & e v e r y o n e is jealous]

stammer’s business booms after heddy takes a chance on him as his first big client & promotes him, heddy sees him grow in popularity & get more clients

heddy also moonlights as a model for stammer’s suits on instagram, initially to help him grow his business because then he won’t have to pay for a model and then because he’s over there all the time anyway because they’re dating (that’s why the model’s face is never in the pictures)

there’s not really a plot to this besides the vague idea of a plot where stammer makes heddy his lucky suit that he wins the cup in & sews a special little tag into the lining of his jacket that says i love you

because love sometimes is picking out the perfect right color pocket square to match your husband’s beautiful suit that you fitted like a kiss to the curves of his huge body

& also sometimes love is making your beautiful husband who makes you beautiful clothing enjoy nice things for himself once in a while, like the fancy watch you bought him or the nice suit you custom-ordered for him (from him) just so you could take it off of him

[thatwitchrevan]

I disagree that fictional ships have to be toxic to be spicy cause there's all kinds of conflict and fun dynamics and kinky shit or cute and hilarious shit you can add to your pairing without them being at each other's throats or something

But also I think toxic blorbos trying to relationship us very very funny.