#they really said enemies to lovers

[emmedoesntdomath]

“you don’t have to make everything gay”

oh, I’m sorry, but I can’t hear you over the sound of the intense eye contact that’s happening over the third grade level insults that if said by a straight couple would be seen as playground banter and the extreme posturing and the smug smirks and oh my god why the fuck are you looking at their lips my dude

but yeah, maybe you’re right, maybe it’s me, that’s my bad

[vero-niche]

fellas is it gay to only be known by the name that was given to you by your best homie buddy partner who "meant absolutely everything" to you or

[corrodedcoughin]

just thinking out loud but the Steve going to college because believe it or not he’s finally found a very specific course that catches his interest and it happens to be in Fort Wayne so he can still check in on the kids. It gets even better when Robin and Nancy decide they want to stay local too so they all pack together and get excited (and nervous) about moving.

The time comes and they leave Hawkins and suddenly it’s the first proper day of classes. The three of them are spread over the campus so Steve treks alone to his first class, the reason he chose the college in the first place: Introduction to Folklore.

He’s so ready to learn about something he’s finally interested in. Doesn’t pay attention to the usual seating conventions and social status, just wants to know where they’ll be starting, cliques and popularity contests a long gone part of his life.

The professor is in her stride, painting a picture with her stories of creatures from folklore and the origins, Steve can’t believe it but he’s genuinely excited to learn for once. The pinpoint accuracy focus on the professor is shattered when a voice erupts next to him

‘That’s great and everything but shouldn’t there have been a moth man lover sighting by now? Where is the justice for this noble creature I ask you? I know there’s monster fuckers out there professor.’

The professor slowly engages the guy in conversation but Steve is seething. Who does this guy think he is? Does he think this is a private class just for him? That Steve isn’t paying good money to be here? So pen clenched in a white knuckled hand Steve lets his bitchy temperament get the better of him ‘I thought this was a folklore class? Not a self insert romance lit course’ he clearly says it too loud because the boy next to him. The one who started all this turns to Steve and raises an eyebrow, a smug smile on his face and lets out a ‘huh interesting’ and what’s Steve supposed to do with that? And more importantly what’s Steve supposed to do with the fact that the guy is stupid hot with this long hair, tattoo combo and that the smug look on his face definitely made Steve’s heartbeat thunder in his ears? Out of rage on behalf of his fellow students, of course.

Turns out it doesn’t matter, the class is over and Steve is running out the door, determined not to get caught by those eyes again.

It starts off a Thing between them. Every week the guy, Eddie, will challenge the lecturer with some inane point that Steve refuses to accept he actually believes to the point of Steve firing back an argument at him. Eventually they are full on debates in the middle of the class that the professor has to mediate after eddie decided that standing on the table would be appropriate (of course, not to be outdone, steve followed).

They absolutely do not have a thing for each other and the rest of the class absolutely do have a sweepstakes on when they’ll get together

[kopifurann]

i thought FrUK were popular in the fandom yet strangely i found so little new FrUK fic in Ao3? Or is it cause i only put the 'problematic' tag on? lol

[rey-jake-therapist]

Lmao and what is it then ??

[harrowscore]

why are you, as an adult in 2024, still hung up on reylo. why are you still mocking the shippers. why do you believe yourself to be superior only because you dislike a stupid ship from a fucking space fairytale. girl (gnc) get a grip

[sp4ceboo]

rant but im a bit scared im going to get attacked

[petrerpkr]

Being a snily shipper high key sucks. Ive read literally every fanfic on ao3 and im always looking for new one's. It's an unpopular ship so the tags are pretty slow and people have the most Warped opinion on sev /snily its pretty depressing...

[macksartblock]

planned a trip next month, suddenly the city buses have been ruining my life. coincidence? I think not.

[swordmaid]

why is this dialogue in astarion’s sex scene im crying

[saltyfilmmajor]

Friends to lovers being my favorite archetype of ship is so on track for me

[necromanticzz]

i think that tf2 shipping chart is fun. here are my objectively correct opinions

[silverselfshippingchaos]

I hate his stupid smug ass so much oh my god he infuriates me to bits and pieces I despise him I need him so bad I mean uh I hate him!!!!

[paimonial-rage]

What trope you will NEVER write ?

While there are tropes that I really don't care for (Enemies to Lovers, Childhood Friends to Lovers), I don't really think there is a trope that I wouldn't write? I think the only thing that would come close is Fake Dating. Not because I have anything against it, I just don't see how it would ever take a part in any of the fics I would want to write. And there also may be a bit of a skill issue with that one too. LOL

But as a whole, I don't really write according to tropes. I don't really care for tropes as a whole. Some of my fics may contain tropes, but it's not purposeful. I just want to tell a story in the way I see fit. If it contains a trope, that's because it fit in with the story I wanted to tell. I always have goals when I write things? I want the fic to achieve certain things. But like fulfilling a trope is never one of them. Idk. I don't read for the trope. I read to read a good story. And that's how I write.

[mihai-florescu]

I genuinely get more satisfaction from a stranger online saying they liked my post than any school project ive ever done

[acourtofquestions]

Aelin after being trapped on a boat with nothing but the debates of “territorial fae bastards”

Aelin: *slamming flaming hands down* ENOUGH with the bickering!

Rowan: I do NOT bicker!

Aelin: Find a way to be in the same room, or find a way to start acting like it! Solve your feelings, NOW!

Lorcan: He started it!

Aedion: Shut up, Lorcan! You’re just bitter because you think I stole your brother & because Rowan likes me better!

Lorcan: Oh, because you two are SO CLOSE! He STOLE YOUR oath!

Rowan: AGAIN, WITH THE OATH?!

Aelin: I SAID ENOUGH! What’s the plan here? We’re all immortal, so a “forever fued” is going to take an awful long time!

Lorcan *shrugs*: I'd teach my sons to hate his sons and I expect the same from him.

Aedion *nodding*: You got it.

Rowan: — YEAH! —

*catches the death glare from Aelin* Rowan: … but uh, only if our children … want… to? — I DON’T KNOW WHAT THE GLARE IS FOR AELIN, WE’VE BEEN FUEDING FOR A CENTURY!

Aelin: You know what? Fine! … If you insist on hating each other, go for it. Just do it while I'm not around.

*group shared glance*

Aelin: The moment I walk in the room, I want some convincing dude on dude friendship stuff! I want high-fives!! I want golf tips!!! When a hot maiden walks by, I want to see a real nudge-nudge “Hubba, hubba”!!!!

Aedion: FINE! … I don’t know why I yelled that part …

Lorcan: I can do it if he can.

Rowan: I can do it even if he can't do it.