Do you have any tips for writing enemies to lovers?
Hi, love! Thanks for your question and your patience
<3 I’m currently writing something
similar to this, so I hope my experience can help you here!
Enemies-to-lovers is a popular trope, but it’s often treated
carelessly by writers – especially TV/movie writers who rush through the
transition to fit a single movie or episode arc. There’s nothing worse
you can do in this situation than to rush your arc. Falling in love is
already a time-consuming plotline – but transitioning from enemies, who are
already shutting each other out, to lovers? The quicker it happens, the
less believable it becomes.
I have a lot of notes on how to write enemies to lovers, so
bear with me as I list them out.
Writing Enemies to Lovers: The Basic Ingredients
1. Give them some similar traits.
No matter what, two people can’t fall in love if they don’t
relate on some level. The first step to creating possible love interests
is to find where they’ll connect. Are they a hero and a villain?
Evil and good? Night and day? I bet they both love animals.
Maybe they’re both way into politics. Maybe they share a common
enemy. Maybe they’re both neat freaks or a bit sassy or super gay or love
the same music. It can be a few important things or a bunch of superficial
things – just make sure they have something that can tie them
2. Put them on the same side of something.
When two people are mortal foes, it can be hard for them to
see each other in any other light. Bringing in a common enemy (an
anti-hero, a natural disaster, a person in power), or a common interest (a
mutual friend, a school play, a moral cause), can land foes on a team
together. This forces them to become aware of each other’s strengths, and
to consider (and worry about) each other’s weaknesses. This is perfect
fodder for an eyebrows-raised, “Hey, they don’t suck at this particular
3. Get them alone.
With other people watching (especially
friends/coworkers/allies), little groundwork can be made for your two
hate-lovers. If you get your characters alone together, you’re given a
bounty of opportunities to bond them, including but not limited to: actual
conversations, accidental (or faux-accidental) physical contact, the sneaky
moment of checking each other out, etc. etc. etc. People are different
when you get them away from their friends – less extreme, less rowdy, less
unreachable. If you have to trap your characters in an elevator the
old-fashioned way, damn it, you’re the only one who can do it.
4. Let them fight their feelings.
If these two are truly enemies, there isn’t going to be a
moment of, “Oh, I like them. Huh. Neato.” Oh, no.
There will be internal backlash – they will beat their emotions back with a
broom, and deny them to anyone who asks. There will be extra hateful
glares, more middle fingers, and basically anything they can do to remind
themselves that they don’t like this person. If you show this
internal conflict, it both (a) makes the feelings seem real, organic, and (b)
creates a more realistic transition from hate to love.
5. Love can sound like hate.
There’s a reason people say indifference is the true
opposite of love. When your two enemies start to feel things for
each other, this will probably spark a lot of ranting, arguing, and
door-slamming. It creates a fixation – you sit there and you stew and
you tell your friends, “Remember when they did that
stupid thing? Yeah. Screw them.” Your friends roll their
eyes. When will you stop talking about this person? Just kiss them
6. Sexual tension is a powerful tool.
If your characters experience sexual attraction, this is a
great way to accelerate their relationship against their will. It’s the
age-old, “My mind says no but my body says yes,” dilemma. Your
characters can’t stand each other, or the image they have of each other, but
they’re attracted like magnets and can’t shake it. This can make for some
pretty hot – or pretty hilarious – scenes.
7. Give them a moment of horrified realization.
Eventually, the feelings will grow strong enough that one or
both of them will have to sit there, probably on the bathroom floor a little
bit drunk with one sock on, and realize: “I love that f*cker.” It’ll
be a scary moment for them. It’s not that they haven’t known it – they
just have yet to accept that it’s something to deal with, until now. This
can be prompted by a dangerous situation, a shared activity, or a failed attempt
at another romance – so when they really sit and think about it, they
know. Then it becomes a question of either “how do I get rid of this?”
or “how do I pursue this?”.
8. Try their hand at flirting.
Whether one or both characters have come to accept their
feelings, someone’s gotta start flirting. A glancing touch across the
arm; a small comment that could kind of be construed as amicable; a lingering
glance; that first peek at their enemy’s smile. Something cute and quick
and immediately followed by an existential crisis will do in a pinch.
Without this water-testing, readers won’t have any image of what this
relationship will look like – and if it can succeed.
9. Craft the perfect kiss/hug/confession.
When the time is right, create an undeniable display of
attraction to transition into a new phase of their relationship:
the “welp-we-both-like-each-other” phase, which comes right before
the “we-decided-to-(stay-platonic/start-romancin’)” phase. The Big
Kiss/Confession is the most iconic climactic love scene, in which the two
characters take a chance and become vulnerable with each other – and kiss, or
say, “I love you,” or do anything that can’t be construed in any other
way. Want to extend the drama? Interrupt them, or have it be
one-sided, or let it turn into a fight until they decide, “Forget it, this
was stupid.” Readers will swoon.
10. Finish up with an awkward adjustment period.
If and when your characters do enter a relationship, make
sure it’s a little tentative at the beginning, to keep it realistic. Your
characters have made a huge shift in their dynamic – there will be some
lingering arguments and love-hate, and maybe a bit of discomfort going public
with their romance. Then come the usual growing pains of a new relationship
getting serious – figuring out how to navigate each other’s flaws, learning to
be open with their feelings, dealing with unresolved fights from before their
relationship. It won’t be perfect right away. That’s the beauty of it.
I hope this helps you, love! I adore love-hate
relationships, and I hope you enjoy crafting your own enemies-to-lovers as much
as we’ll all love reading them :) Good luck!
- All of them are over 18
- Therefore Alec isn’t a 17 year old being pursued by a 400-year-old
- Malec communicate
- Jace isn’t an asshole and actually shows some emotion
- His sense of humour isn’t at the expense of others
- (He isn’t the type of person who brings a cONDOM ON A RESCUE MISSION TO A HELL DIMENSION)
- Max didn’t die!!! Whoop!!!!
- Jace and Clary went through the siblings plot line without any incestuous scenes
- Magnus talks about his past
- We get to see Alec’s insecurities without him accusing Magnus of cheating
- Magnus is also insecure
- Casual banter and teasing
- THEY ACTUALLY HAVE SCENES
- Simon isn’t going to cheat!!
- Healthy relationships everywhere
- Magnus and the fire-breathing snake
- Alec did a practically impossible shot while being flung backwards (see Alec not having killed a demon until he’s 18)
- We actually get to see how the downworlders feel about things and see their sides
- The effects of Jordan’s abuse isn’t reduced to ‘Maia doesn’t trust pretty boys’
- We see Luke being the badass leader he is
- Same with Magnus and Raphael
- Garrowbane brotp starting to show
- Clary and Izzy don’t hate each other because they’re girls
- Izzy is open with her admiration towards other girls
- She is a genius who knows she’s beautiful and uses it to her advantage w/o being over-sexualised
- AGAIN SHES NOT A 16 YEAR OLD GETTING OVER-SEXUALISED
my entire life i was told that boys are violent but girls are worse because we’re “catty.” i was told that a catty girl was my enemy, that they used whip tongues in place of fists to start things i couldn’t erase of out my skin. i saw this cattiness wherever i was told it would live. it was in pretty girls with nice lipstick and it was in the girls who studied too much to ever come to the parties and it was in my own group of friends. when i came home crying about something, i was often reminded that girls are catty bitches and if we were boys we’d just punch each other and be done with it.
but it was boys who first started making fun of how i looked, of what mess my face was like, of the fat on my thighs. and it was girls who showed me how to apply makeup, patiently waiting with me in the bathroom mirror to show how not to cry while i applied it to the waterline. they agreed to go on diets with me even when they hated salad. they agreed to scoop buckets of ice cream into our bellies at midnight when i was upset about something minor.
it was boys who were snippy about my grades, it was a man who first said that because i was a girl i was bad at math and i’d stay that way. it was boys who started making fun of the one time i got a 34 on a math test when my mother had been in the hospital the night before. it was girls who held my hand during this, who stayed with me through hours of library studies, who explained over and over in gel pens and pretty handwriting exactly what i was missing. it was girls who taught me to color-code and to highlight and how to stay up all night, it was girls who cheered with me when i got nothing lower than a B.
it was a boy who taught my friend that she could talk down to me like i was trash. it was a boy who started drama between us. it was a boy who wouldn’t listen or talk it out or find a solution. he’d say angry hurtful things and expect us to listen. it was girls who fixed me after this. they taught me how to make good and positive friends. how to stay away from the girls who really are toxic ones. how to be proud of others and not competitive. how to give genuine compliments, how to accept them, how to be comfortable with who i am and what has happened.
i was told all my life that there was a “type” of girl to avoid. she was probably wearing ugg boots and shorts or drinking a latte or picking out lush products or doing literally anything that girls like to do for themselves, she was catty. girls are catty. when they fight, it’s a catfight. (we were many animals besides this. vixen. pig. fox. bitch. cow. mother hen. whale. but always, for some reason: feline and both sex kitten and dangerous weapon).
girls, i find, are defensive. we wear our hands up, waiting for the hit. girls who are sick of getting hit get “bitchy.” they are fierce, they take what they want, they’ll mess you up for saying the wrong thing about their friend. and girls, who are unwilling to simply take insults without lashing back with something: they’re catty. and when boys bully others and spread nasty gossip and start drama: well, they’re just boys. they’ll fight it out, or something.
how much i regret believing that girls weren’t my safety net. how many friends i was scared to make because i was intimated by them. so many loving people. out of fear of what? of a tongue someone else has tattooed on them?
Jimin is friends with Shinee’s Taemin, Exo’s Kai and Chanyeol, Wanna One Sungwoon. Jungkook is friend with Got7’s Bambam and Yugyeom, NCT’s Jaehyun, Seventeen Mingyu. Taehyung is friends with Shinee’s Minho, ZE: A Park Hyun Shik, BTOB’s Sungjae, EXO’s Suho and Baekhyun, GOT7’s Mark, VIXX’s Hongbin. Jin is friends with B1A4’s Sandeul and VIXX’s Ken. Namjoon is very close to Got7’s Jackson too. Jhope is friends with BAP’s Zelo, Bigstar’s Sunghak, and Ha Sungwoon from Hotshot and also Got7’s JB. Suga is friends with Super Junior’s Heechul. And there are MORE I didn’t mention.
BTS are literally close with all the big male groups rn. They all love and support each other. Most groups meet up during music shows and award shows and get close. V said “When Suho was hosting a music show, we’d say hello a lot, and our promotions often overlapped. If you meet someone a lot for a show, it seems like you just get close somehow. You smile and support each other.” Most of them keep in touch despite their busy schedules and meet up as soon as they can. Jimin, Kai and Taemin even designed their squad logo and Jackets.
So I don’t get it when fans attack BTS! My ask is full now of ARMYs being sad because of fanwars, and this happens more EVERY YEAR around this time *cough* award shows *cough*. How would you feel if the people who like you are also the ones hating on your dear friends? Seriously, Kpop is music too. It’s meant to bring people together not start WWIII.
Yes, there is competition to win awards and so on but competition is in school, work, and sports … Does it mean you will curse at your classmates if they got better grades?
Why not instead turn it into a motivation to do better next time while being good sports and congratulate the winner.I mean we should all be like this.
I know how people online hide behind anonymity and can become bravely rude. I know how anger makes us say things we should have never said. but all fandoms please take note including ARMY: Even if your words get forgotten with time that stain on the fandom’s name and image just gets more apparent and ugly. At the end of the day, are you helping your group or ruining them?
Imagine all the great stages and collaborations we could have gotten and the opportunities we could have opened to our boys if we stood together.
I always heard "It’s impossible for fandoms to get along”. Did anyone even try? I will not ask for everyone to magically act kinder and support each other just like our idols do. Nor become all friends. Just ONE thing: Let’s ALL be respectful. If you feel stressed go listen to your group’s music not start arguments. I am sure it can be soothing. If after all this you still want to carry the hate I will not fight you. There is “Nothing more left to say, don’t even apologize. No need to see each other ever again, this is my last goodbye”
the worst thing about trying to decide to read a fic:
-the summary is good but the story is written in a different language or is badly written.
-opening it to find no spaces between the paragraphs.
-both your otp and notp is tagged and you have no clue if you want to take a risk or not.
-tagged major character death and you start sweating.
-hasn’t been updated in 80 years but the summary is on point and their the best fucking writer ever.
-you start reading only to find that the person updates every ten years and you just happened to catch them on a day they finally updated.
-you find a writer and check them out, only to find out they mostly write about your notp - and of course they always update, have perfect writing and have stories that are epic.
-stories with so many fucking tags, you just shake your head and move on.
-the “i suck at summaries please check it out still” and you just, pause because it has your otp and you debate whether or not to take the risk.
-you find a pairing you never considered before and think holy shit, that could be hot and spend all day hunting through the tag.
-you ship a pairing so fucking hard, only to find like two fics and you start weeping.
-when you find a perfect story only to check the tags and see some weird shit that disgusts you and you scream why.
-a fic with good writing and summary but it’s so short or is only fan-art.
-a crossover fic where you have both of your fandoms but don’t have both of otps, just one.
-one shots that are so good you wish they were longer.
-when your notp is tagged but it’s labeled as a past relationship or says your otp is endgame, and you have to go through the notp’s awkward breakup in order for your otp to happen.
-when someone doesn’t tag properly and a plot twist hits you and you want to cry.
-you finally find a great fic that has been updated and the last update says writes block, personal issues- can’t do this, asks for co-writer, discontinues it or says lol i hate how this is turning out, deleting.
-when a writer as twenty stories to update and you cry because you like all of them and you have to wait.
-when you remember a story from like five years ago and you search for it, only to find it’s been deleted or can’t seem to find it anywhere.
-when a writer gives you an update schedule and you’re excited because they follow it but then they start missing it and you just…
-when a writer deletes a story and rewrites the same story but you like the original better.
-when your reading a story about a rare pairing that interests and your otp hate each other or just friends and it’s just so weird to read.
-when one half of your otp is in another relationship and the other half shows up with someone else and then you remember, right i’m not reading a story about my otp so i can’t get mad.
-when your otp is popular but it’s not as popular as another ship in the fandom and you hate how the other ship as so much more stories than your ship.
-when you try to read an ot3 relationship because it has two characters you love but the other character is usually from your notp and you hate when your notp share moments.
-when you beg an author (usually one where they aren’t in the fandom really) to write more stories about your otp and they say maybe and it never happens.
-when the writer literally shits on your favorite character and you can’t go through it anymore.
-when your otp isn’t the main pairing and you don’t really care about the other pairings in the story and skip to your otp parts.
-when a story has a million words and it’s so good and you know that you will spend all day and night reading it until your eyes hurt.
-when a story have 200 parts to it and you lose all hope after a while because the story is dragging.
-when your otp is going through something and so many stories are filled with angst, fluff and hurt that it makes you cry because yup, i need to read about my pain for my otp.
-when the writer refuses to write the smut you been waiting for and your otp is stuck in unresolved tension mode forever.
-when the writer unexpected changes the story’s events and you are disappointed by the direction.
-when you find a great au and the characters are so out of character… it makes you sad.
-when you open a fic only to find you hate the point of view and you scream.
-when you request a prompt and the author writes it but you are disappointed and just smile through the pain.
-when you have such a good idea in your head and you try to write it but it’s so bad that you delete it and cry, hoping someone else writes the brilliant idea that you had.
-when you don’t ship something anymore but see a great plot and you click the story and take a deep breath - because shit is about to go down.
-when you reading a great story but get distracted and skip some parts, shit goes down in between and then you think fuck, and have to start over.
-when it’s tagged “slow burn” and you say i can do this and it’s chapter 30 and my ship still hate each other like what.
-when the author says this is their first time writing smut and you think on god they better do this right - only to find out they writing eight pages on your otp making love. like yes.
-when the smut is so rushed or improper you feel cheated and log off because done. like so done.
-when it’s tagged “everyone lives” and your eyes water because that’s all you ever wanted in life.
-when the author leaves a cliffhanger and says in the author’s note “lol sorry about the cliffhanger, i’ll update soon”. you ain’t sorry, stop lying.
-when you see that the story is complete and do a happy dance, only to realize that it ended badly or the sequel/series hasn’t been updated.
my favorite parts of ragnarok (because i need to list them out)
i’m literally sorry y’all i just gotta relive this masterpiece. definitely gonna misquote everything but you get the gist
“BEHOLD… my stuff.”
taika’s infamous shakewake literally making a cameo
sam niell’s presence
thor *arrives* loki: *spittake* o shit
“i swear i left him right here.”
the weirdly flawless selfie thor takes with those girls
*thor’s hammer smashes all of doctor stranger’s shit* ssssssssorryyyyyy…….
literally valkyrie’s entire existence
“anywhere else in the universe i’d be like a billion years old but here…….” *weird goldblum face journey* *loki and thor stare at each other*
“she’s the, starts with a b—” “trash”
“i tried to start a revolution but no one showed up… except my mum, and her boyfriend who i hate so…”
loki, mouthing: then you, and me… *makes leaving motion*
“piss off ghost!… he’s friggin’ gone.”
loki’s blank trauma-fueled expression upon seeing the hulk
“sun’s getting real low… sun’s… sun’s getting REAL low buddy… sun’s getting–”
“YES! YES! THAT’S HOW IT FEELS!… sorry, i just love sports.”
the fact that hulk now has a personality and bonded with thor independently of bruce
“oh! very naked… ah, it’s in my mind now…”
“he turned into a snake and he knows i love snakes, so i picked it up to admire it and he turned back into himself and was like “ARRGH IT’S ME”. and he stabbed me. we were eight at the time.”
the orgy leisure ship
“did she just saw the grand master uses this for orgies?” “yes… don’t touch anything”
“I CAN’T FLY AN ALIEN SPACE SHIP” “use one of your phDs!!!!”
WHEN BRUCE JUMPS OUT OF THE SHIP TO BECOME THE HULK AND JUST FLOPS ONTO THE BRIDGE
“IT IS I, YOUR SAVIOR”
WHEN THOR SHOOTS HELA WITH THE MASSIVE BOLT OF LIGHTNING AND FLIES INTO BATTLE WITH IMMIGRANT SONG BLAZING
loki making 0.00001 seconds of eye contact with the tesseract and everyone in the theater screaming
when the hulk attacks the giant fire dude and everyone’s like “NO DUDE DON’T”
“The damage is not too bad. As long as the foundations are still strong, we can rebuild this place. It will become a haven for all peoples and aliens of the universe……. oh. No those foundations are gone. Sorry.“
“if you were really here i’d hug you.” “i’m here.”
“king of asgard” *thor awkwardly waves to entire population of asgard behind him*
were you two close before you started doing unsolved? have you gotten closer since starting? did you think the show would take off so much??
R: We had done Test Friends before Unsolved and we also sat next to each other from the time we were interns to now. So, yeah, I’d say so. As the show has progressed, I’ve definitely gotten to the point where I can appreciate how much I HATE him… jk we’re pals. I did not think the show would take off the way it has, and I’m thankful that there’s now a community of people who not only enjoy the show, but also, a community of people who I relate to. I just think that’s so cool, thanks for that.
S: Yeah, we were always in close proximity to each other at work and have shared interests, so we’ve always gotten along. Beyond enjoying spookythings we also have a mutual appreciation for things like popcorn and the motion picture Speed Racer, a movie Ryan loves maybe even more than I do.
I guess I’ve noticed a really big problem in the ARMY fandom recently with all the hate, fanwars, and even our opinions on the actions of the members and I’d just like to remind you that they are not American.
They weren’t raised in western culture
They weren’t raised with western ideals
As much as you want to ship them with members and say sexual things about them, just remember, you put their comfortableness at risk. Of course you can be attracted to them and ship them together (yoonseok for life) but just remember where the line is. They were raised in a society that doesn’t look too fondly upon homosexuals and the excessive shipping and sexual fanart and fanfiction can cause a strain on their relationships with each other. An argument might come up saying “well if they havent come out as gay or said theyre straight then we can do whatever” but id like to remind you again that Korea isn’t very open to gays just yet, doesn’t mean that theres anything wrong with gays and it doesn’t mean that nothing is changing, in fact korea is progressing pretty fast but it just isnt there yet.
Also when you get offended by something said by a certain member, lets say they said something racist. (Im a poc!!!) we have to remember that they weren’t raised with our ideals and with our perceptions on what is right or wrong to say. And i am no “oppa apologist” because some things can be said that are out of line, but we can implement western societal values and rules onto eastern cultures.
With all these fan wars and hate being spread around, I’d like to remind you of how heavily Korean culture revolves are respect. They respect groups older than them and they respect each other. So when we set off and start fighting with lets say EXO or Big Bang we are undermining their culture. Once the fanwar becomes bigger, they notice and it puts a strain on the relationships between both groups. It ruins the name of the younger group because they’re supposed to show respect towards the older group. Even if its a younger fandom that’s attacking BTS we shouldn’t stoop down to their level because respect plays a big role in their culture and we’re tarnishing BTS’s name by arguing with their peers.
Lastly, all this fighting amongst yourselves on which members are better or not. Id like to remind you that you are not a true army if you have even a small shred of hatred for a member. Wether you believe that the hyungs deserve better (and they do but I will believe in it while loving the maknae like equally) or the maknae line does. If you dislike even one member for the amount of lines he gets or the amount of stage time he gets then you are not a true ARMY.
Thank you for reading this, I just want people to understand these things so we can better ourselves as a whole.
“su would be sooo much better if rebecca sugar storyboarded more episodes”
rebecca sugar is responsible for most of the show’s most reviled mistakes. from sugilite’s concept and design, to the human zoo + it being portrayed as an utopia, pearls obsession w/ rose and abuse bc of it, to bismuths concept and imprisonment, to the diamonds sympathetic portrayal…
that last part specifically, she said that she disliked how yellow diamond was written in “message received”, so she took it upon herself to storyboard her and blue diamond in “that will be all”. whats the big difference in those two episodes? the first got huge critical acclaim. yd was shown as the cold, focused, ruthless dictator she is, with a pearl (slave) who is afraid of her. the second showed her as poor hurt and emotionally repressed, as suffering through her role as a dictator leader, on the verge of crying. with a pearl (slave) who happily served her. and blue diamond, the homophobic dictator, as a sobbing heartbroken mess whos WOAH suddenly gay.
sugar’s work on adventure time, tho extremely popular, also had a lot of glaring mistakes. she was responsible for the twist in fionna and cake- it was a fanfic written by the ice king. ok, funny..but the joke is that the ice king is writing 13 year old fionna/genderbent finn romancing him. or in “i remember you”, jokes likw marceline getting hit on by her father figure the ice king, or the looooads of ableism in that episode that tbh, as someone w/ mental illness in my family, made it hard to watch.
and tho she gets credit for starting bubbline in the show, all the bubbline eps by other boarders wrote them as…getting along, being nice to each other. she wrote them as having a lot of hate and repressed feelings. which creates a pretty bad pattern when u look at the gay relationships she writes in su- the unhealthy mess thats pearls love for rose, aforementioned portrayal of blue diamond… yeaaaa
tl;dr: rebecca sugar has some qualities as a writer, but still creates a lot of awful implications in near everything we’ve seen her do for su and at. she is responsible for most of the shows mistakes
i never thought it would be necessary to post this, but it’s time for some fans to let Millie and Finn get on with their lives, all this crap about shipp them in real life is becoming a toxic thing, theres rumors about Millie would be dating her friend Jacob and some fans would be bothered to the point of making Millie and Jacob erase photos and comments from their own medias, y'all need to learn to separate fiction/reality if Mike and Eleven like each other on a TV show it doesn’t mean that Millie and Finn like each other in real life to the point of starting a relationship, and that’s the thing, you guys push so hard that both Finn and Millie are clearly feeling annoyed by this, Hollywood is already toxic enough, you do not need to be toxic with this shipp nonsense, invading their privacy, i hate to be that person who post this, but y'all need to stop with this, you can enjoy things but please DON’T BE AN ASSHOLE
I’m bad at coming up with concepts, lowkey hate cliché romance fics, and hate myself for being in a fandom about legos now apparently but…….
…I wanna see a tlbm fic where batman and jokes keep fighting like normal after the whole apocalypse thing, but over time, they become more and more casual/close with each other and jokers crimes start becoming less terrible and more wacky/intricate instead because although he doesn’t need to start a real ruckus for batman to show up anymore, he still likes flair and watching him struggle.
Eventually it gets to a point where b-man and J are just hanging out like normal people after a whole extravagant circus related fiasco that resulted in no actual crime or death
and then batman’s like “wait, did you even commit a crime today…?” and joker’s like “i think I’m in opposite of hate with you????”
anyway, It all ends with batman becoming an ex-villian circus ringmaster’s boyfriend/best performance act
okay but what about a fic where nursey plays for the new york islanders and dex plays for the new york rangers so they lowkey have a rivalry going on there and they just… always run into each other outside of hockey? like they run into each other grocery shopping and walking their dogs and at bars and stuff? and it goes from being awkward to weird to chill as they go from being rivals to friends to people who lowkey constantly flirt with each other? and like it definitely features dex hating new york and missing home and nursey being like ‘nah bro this is home’ and showing him around and idk i kinda wanna write this
Donna doesn’t know why she and Jackie are friends for no apparent reason.
And keeps getting better by not actually caring about her or anyone but herself. And Randy.
Hyde’s villain mustache.
It’s been just a month since season 7 finale, why on Earth Kelso looks like if he hit the gym 24/7 for three years?
Jackie pining for Fez. I’m going to say it again: Jackie PINING for FEZ.
No Eric, no Kelso.
What on Earth is Hyde doing married to a stranger and how he got to accept it so easily?
For some reason, Hyde suddenly doesn’t care of his friends either.
How’s that we were never told both, Jackie and Hyde, had half brothers? How is that this didn’t made them bond even more? What the fuck?
Jackie doesn’t fight Hyde about his bullshit, doesn’t even slap the asshole.
Hyde leaving drugs is a bad thing and his friends make an intervention so he will start consuming drugs again. It’s not funny. IT’S NOT FUNNY.
“Whorus maximus”, says ex-feminist Hyde.
The fuck is wrong with Fez’s super greasy hair, I–
Donna/Randy, Eric breaking up with her via letter for the most stupid reason ever after we got entire episodes in season 7 about how the distanse was not going to be an obstacle for them.
New guy suddenly is “the best”, is Hyde in love with him or what?
Hyde slaps Donna’s ass.
Red and Kitty are ok with a stripper living in their basement instead of, I don’t know, kicking their now fucking married son out of their house.
There was nothing wrong with Kitty’s hair, you suck, writers.
Jackie lets her romantic life be dictated by a fucking list.
Ridiculous dream about the beauty and the beast staring Jackie and Fez, when their “love story” is NOTHING like that one. It’s worse.
Is Kitty an alcoholic now? Ok.
Bob decides to leave town.
Donna doesn’t go to college and does actually kind of nothing with her life but wait for Eric, doesn’t go to college even after he breaks up with her and instead starts dating a guy she has met for about a month and keeps doing nothing.
Hyde yells at Samantha like his parents used to yell at each other to then have sex, because that’s healthy, alright. And the show makes it look like if that’s fine and good for their already unbelievable relationship.
Jackie constantly gets injured, humilliated in public, stepped on and fucked over. She literally gets green hair from her one true love, Fez.
Out of nowhere, Jackie thinks she IS a bad person and constantly says so and the laugh track is put because, for some reason, a girl hating herself is funny.
Hyde is married and nothing changes for him, he is still the same asshole living in his adoptive parent’s basement to the point the show kinda forgets about Sam for entire episodes.
Donna decides her new best friend is the stripper, because she wasn’t a bad friend already.
Zero chemistry between Donna and Randy. Fez and Jackie? LMAO, ridiculous.
Hyde’s beer belly.
That guy that took Hyde’s place and face.
Jackie’s sudden shallowness and other backwards steps, even wrose than her season 1 self.
Fez macho and playboy self, like, eww.
Caroline’s mental illness is still a joke, even more so now.
Donna decides to not tell anyone, not even Jackie or Hyde, that Eric broke up with her but tells new guy that is obviously going to get into her pants.
Samantha is actually married to an old man that could be her father.
Romantization of old guy-young sexy woman relationship right there.
Hyde is ok with everyone saying his wife is a whore and even says they can watch her take off her clothes but have to pay him, actually uses the phrase “Sam? What I told you? They have to pay ME first.” when insinuated she was going to strip for his friends.
Hyde calls Jackie a whore, a bitch, and other names after he couldn’t stan some random guy calling her that.
These people aren’t kids anymore and for the sake of jokes decide to do shit like stealing, proclaim drugs are ok, doing nothing all day but talk bad about the other and hold their life on pause because the show forgot they aren’t teenagers anymore.
Actually, all characters are worse than when they were teens.
Request: Hi! Idk if your requests are open but imma go for it: can you please do a Sebastian Smythe x reader thing where they are secretly dating because she’s in the New Directions and they wouldn’t approve? But she is the one that gets hit by the rock salt slushee and he gets all worried? You can go off from there! Thanks
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A/N: Hi, sorry for the late post. I had no time in these weeks, unluckily. Anyways, I added some fluff at the end and I hope that you liked it. Honestly, I’m not happy how it turned out, but I had no clue on how to write it. I tried, though.
- G. x
Love is one of the most important things in your life. You’ve always dreamt of having a prince charming since you were still a little innocent child. You would always envy the Disney princesses and you would always ask your mum when was your prince charming going to arrive in your life. You were just so delightful at the thought of it and it caused you to be so thankful when your other half came into your life: Sebastian Smythe.
You loved the idea of having your boyfriend with you, but the situation became unbearable when the both of you had to hide your relationship from your friends. Sebastian and you were both in a glee club, The Warblers and New Directions. It was just a shame that the two of you went in two different schools and your groups are always in competition, of course.
Sebastian was the leader of the Warblers and he was the most hated member, of course. He was a competitive person and he loved to annoy his opponents, provoking them with his unnecessary insults and ironic stupid jokes.
You found it hard to hide your relationship from your friends, because you couldn’t ask them for any advices or you couldn’t tell them how your date with Sebastian went. Sebastian forced you many times to reveal them your secret relationship, but you knew that your friends would just separate the two of you and they would never approve it. You loved Sebastian, but you loved your friends too and you just didn’t know what to do.
“Hey, (Y/N)!” Kurt shouted your name and you finally turned your head to his side. “Finally, the others have already gone!” He rolled his eyes and you snorted for his actions. Kurt was your gay best friend and his mannerisms have always made you laugh, you never knew for what reason.
“Sorry.” You finally apologized when you stopped crying and laughing at the same time. He knew the reason why you were laughing and he threw you his empty water bottle, dodging it perfectly. “What is it?”
“The Warblers are already in the auditorium. Let’s kick their asses and get this chaos done.” You laughed at his intensions as you stood up from your chair and you walked towards Kurt.
“C’mon and kick their asses.” You agreed smiling, thinking that you will see Sebastian any time soon.
You walked through the auditorium arm-in-arm with Kurt and you started thinking of the mess your boyfriend’s group creating once again. They were competing against your group at the regionals, but then you found out that both of the groups had the idea of doing a Michael Jackson song. Probably it was your fault, because you left your papers lying around your house messily, but there’s no way you are telling you them that fact.
“Oh, hey losers.” Your cheeky boyfriend looked at you and your best friend as you entered the auditorium. Kurt rolled his eyes once again and you gave him a playful death glare, him trying not to let out a laugh.
“Shut up, idiot.” Santana blurted out. “I think it’s time that I show you a little Lima Heights hospitality.”
“Unless you want to join your relatives in prison, that’s probably not the best idea.” He flashed her a flirty smirk and Santana crossed her arms furiously.
“Smythe, shut your filthy mouth.” You seriously said to him as you went near the auditorium stage. He crossed the line with that offense and he just rolled his eyes, letting you know that the fun has just started. “So why can’t we start fixing this mess?” You stood in the middle of the stage, having Sebastian behind you.
“I demand satisfaction in Warbler tradition.” Sebastian courageously challenged your group.
“Then let’s have a dual.” Kurt sassily answered Sebastian.
“Alright.” Sebastian confidently said, annoying your group members even more.
“We aren’t scared, Warblers.” Artie said as he rolled his wheels forward, nearing himself on the stage.
“You really think you’re that bad?” Sebastian smirked once again. “Is that what they teach you at that little public school of yours?”
“Let’s get it on.” Blaine then butted in, not minding what Sebastian has said, as the members of both groups went on the stage. People were divided in two big groups as the beat of Michael Jackson’s Bad started to be heard.
New Directions started to sing and dance with the Warblers and you didn’t mind that Sebastian dropped hints of you being together during your performance, also because your friends were busy on showing their best.
The most of the time, you were looking at your boyfriend’s eyes and you wanted to hug him in the middle of the song. You wanted to stop this battle between your group, because it was hard to pretend that you both hated each other and Sebastian needed to moderate his words, because he really offended people with his sass.
You then lost Sebastian’s gaze, realizing that Kurt pulled you further and he blocked your way from Sebastian. You knew that he noticed the tension between you and Sebastian and he tried to protect you, even though you knew that Sebastian would never hurt you.
You then noticed Sebastian taking out a large white paper cup from a brown paper bag. You corrugated your forehead and you started to walk fast towards him, bumping people when you needed to. You knew that Sebastian could play dirty sometimes and you wanted to stop whatever his plans were.
“(Y/N)!” You heard Kurt shouting, but suddenly the song’s beat faded and you felt a cold and stinging liquid running down your face.
You shouted for pain and sting that you were feeling on your face.
“(Y/N)!” Your friends shouted your name.
You were about to fall on the ground, when you felt two familiar strong arms catch your weak body. You couldn’t see anything and you heard nothing, except for your sharp shouts.
“Fuck, Smythe!” You then heard Kurt, anger in his voice.
“You’re paying for this, Smythe.” You heard Santana’s sassiness. The next thing you heard was that your friends were blaming Sebastian because of what happened.
“Quiet, losers!” You then heard your boyfriend’s loud voice. “(Y/N), are you okay?”
“I can’t see and my face stings, Smythe!” You bitterly answered him. How could he ask a question like that when he obviously knew the answer?
“I am sorry,” You sensed the sadness and the regret from his voice. “it was my fault.”
“I knew it was yours, douche.” You answered him sassily, still bearing with the pain.
“Can you open your eyes?” It was Artie’s voice.
“No, don’t! It had rock salt in it.” Sebastian worriedly answered. You felt him wiping your sticky cheeks and you felt cold when the ice went inside your shirt. Your face was still stinging but the pain was bearable than before. “I’m really sorry.”
“You better be, Fievel.” I then felt someone’s hands held my forearm. “Let her go now.”
“No, I’m bringing her to the hospital,” Sebastian protested. “Whether you like it or not.”
“You hurt her.” Santana fought back, still having her hands holding your forearm. “She’s not safe with you.”
“It wasn’t meant for her, it was meant for your loser friend, Kurt.” Sebastian replied harshly. While your friends and your boyfriend were busy on discussing of what happened, you silently thought of how everything happened. The insults that your boyfriend was receiving from your friends just flew across your ears.
“Seb, I am cold.” You suddenly felt cold and you tightened your grip on your boyfriend’s arms. You felt him wrapping his arms around your cold body and you enjoyed the warm temperature that his body gave you, as you heard your friends commenting of how you called him and, obviously, for his gesture.
You were angry at Sebastian for his stupid and brainless actions, but you knew that he was regretting it and it wasn’t meant for you. He did something wrong, of course, and you are not tolerating him once you get better, but he was by your side, worrying. He cared for you and you knew that he always did, even after all those playful insults he told you in front of your friends.
“I’m bringing you to the hospital now, mon bébé.” You massacred your lower lip with your white teeth when you heard how he called you in front of your friends. “Don’t worry, okay?”
“Mon bébé?!” Your friends shouted in unison.
“Oui, mon bébé!” Sebastian confirmed that you two were in a relationship and you heard your friends talking about it. You then felt Sebastian carrying you in a bridal style, assuming that he was finally bringing you to the hospital.
“I’m sorry, love.” You heard him say, noises weren’t heard anymore as the cold breeze of the outside air hit your freezing cold body.
“Asshole.” You playfully insulted him and you laughed afterwards.
“Okay, I deserved that.” He let out a giggle as he put you on his car’s passenger seat.
“You better know it.” You pouted and he let out another giggle.
“Stay still.” You did what he told you to do and you heard the car’s door slammed.
“I love you, (Y/N)!” He sweetly said as he caressed your sweet and red cheeks.
“You’re not buying my love just like that, Smythe, even though you’re worrying for me.” You didn’t hear him talk for awhile, but then you laughed out loud. “You’re in serious troubles.”
“I know.” He shortly answered.
“And I love you too.” You then smiled at him and you felt his warm lips touched your sticky and sweet forehead.
“I know that too.” You both snorted as he started his car.
You knew that Sebastian was an asshole, but you loved him just like that. He never meant to hurt you, but whenever he did, even though it was an accident, he was always by your side and he will never leave you, not even after he accidentally revealed your secret relationship.
a fucked up modern day marriage plot where a rival mob boss marries his daughter, muse a, off to muse b to calm the tension between the families. at first they hate each other, but once forced to live together, they start warming up to each other, too stubborn to let it show. then one night he comes back from an important deal gone wrong, his face is fucked up and he’s feverish and she takes care of him all night and etc etc etc…i need it?
everyone in the world was born with heterochromia. one of their eyes is their own colour while the other is your soulmate’s eye colour. when you look into their eyes for the first time your eyes turn back to their natural colour.
so imagine going to a show and making eye contact with while he’s on stage performing. watching his eye tun back to their original colour as he watches yours turn back to your original eye colour.
the first thing you hear your soulmate say is tattoed onto your skin at that moment.
imagine walking down the street and bumping shoulders with someone. as you say ‘watch it’, you hear the person say ‘holy cheesepuffs’. both of you double over in pain as a searing pain rips through your forearms. turning around and noticing the tattoo. both of you recalling the words that had been spoken just moments earlier. both of you imagining your futures.
whenever you draw something on your skin, it shows up on your soulmate’s skin. every paint stain and pen mark.
before getting ready for school you drew a complicated pattern of flowers, lines and circles on your skin. for no reason, you simply had time. you walked into school that day assuming it was going to be normal but fate had other plans. you were called into the office to show around the new student in your grade. as you walked in, you couldn’t see the boy’s face but you noticed the pattern on his arm, the exact same thing you drew that morning. as the receptionist saw you she spoke “(y/n) (l/n) meet corbyn besson, the student you are going to be showing around”. as she finished you thought ‘and the kid i’m going to spend the rest of my life with’
your heart starts to glow when you first touch your soulmate.
imagine being arch enemies with jack. if you have a class together, you sit at the opposite ends of the classroom. if you were partnered up in a class, both of you were willing to fail the class then work together. yup. that is how much you hated each other but the problem was your parents were great friends, so you were around each other a lot of the time. everything was fine until it came to a get together your families’ had. You both were standing in front of each other arguing about which band was better. metallica or linkin park. but you didn’t see ava barreling towards as she ran away from a bee. ava ran right into you, pushing you into jack. suddenly you realized a glow in jack’s chest right where his heart would be and jack noticed your glow. one thought ran through both your heads’ “why him/her?”
everyone is born with a step counter on their wrist. counting down to the number of steps they have to take to reach their soulmate. the number changes based on where in the world you were at.
it was another normal weekend for your family. your family was going to dinner with another one of your parents’ friends. your parents kept reassuring you “mr. and mrs. seavey have a kid your age” but that didn’t help. you walked into the restaurant that day, ready to fake smiles and act like you care. what you didn’t know when you walked to the reserved table was that your counter had been nearing zero with each step. hearing your footsteps a boy who seemed about your age turned around and locked eyes with you. as your eyes locked you felt a tingle up your arm. looking down you saw that your counter had reached zero. that was it. you had met the love of your life.
warning: death, murder, loss mention. change pronouns to your liking/as you see fit!
❛ Are you a genius or something? ❜ ❛ You look too young to have gotten into medical school. ❜ ❛ When you look long into an abyss, the abyss looks into you. ❜ ❛ Imagination is more important than knowledge. ❜ ❛ Knowledge is limited; imagination encircles the world. ❜ ❛ Your girlfriend thinks you’re going to break up with her. ❜ ❛ I was a little bit of a nerd. Is that so surprising? ❜ ❛ Do you think it’s weird that I knew that ballad? ❜ ❛ Do you think that’s why I can’t get a date? ❜ ❛ We’re looking for a needle in a haystack. ❜ ❛ I got a list of things I want to try before it’s too late. ❜ ❛ What is food to one, is to others bitter poison. ❜ ❛ Before you embark on a journey of revenge, dig two graves. ❜ ❛ If I told you that, what would I have left for myself? ❜ ❛ It is those we live with and love, and should know, who elude us. ❜ ❛ What could you possibly learn that you don’t already know? ❜ ❛ In the end, it’s not the years in your life that count. It’s the life in your years. ❜ ❛ I have other options besides shooting a man. ❜ ❛ The test of the morality of a society is what it does for its children. ❜ ❛ Do you ever ask yourself how you make a decision like that? ❜ ❛ What’s happened to that boy in the year I stopped looking for him? ❜ ❛ I mean, how do you give yourself that kind of permission? ❜ ❛ A year ago, I gave up on looking for him – there were so many other kids. ❜ ❛ Look, I know this job is important to you, but we’re important, too. ❜ ❛ That makes it sound like the bandit’s doing the stripping. ❜ ❛ Although the world is full of suffering, it is also full of overcoming it. ❜ ❛ You tend to forget, don’t you? ❜ ❛ You really are afraid of the dark. ❜ ❛ It’s not so important who starts the game, but who finishes it. ❜ ❛ It’s not really the kind of thing that happens around here, you know? ❜ ❛ Ever talk to someone who wants to continually show you he’s smarter than you? ❜ ❛ If men could only know each other, they would neither idolize nor hate. ❜ ❛ In order to learn the important lessons in life, one must each day surmount to fear. ❜ ❛ What if it’s not? What if next time he kills somebody? ❜ ❛ All secrets are deep. All secrets become dark. That’s in the nature of secrets. ❜ ❛ We all have secrets. Would you want us profiling you? ❜ ❛ We all have secrets. ❜ ❛ You trying to say something to me right now. ❜ ❛ Only if you’re hiding something. ❜ ❛ Are you saying I had nothing to do with making you who you are? ❜ ❛ To get away with murder, you simply don’t tell anyone. ❜ ❛ Call me first. I’d love to pick your brains. ❜ ❛ My hope is that one day you’ll feel the way I do too. ❜ ❛ If I ever find myself feeling the way you do, I’ll kill myself. ❜ ❛ Tired of people using religion… to justify the terrible things they do. ❜ ❛ Fantasy abandoned by reason produces impossible monsters. ❜ ❛ An earthly kingdom cannot exist without inequality of persons. ❜ ❛ It is a wise father who knows his own child. ❜ ❛
Within the core of each of us is the child we once were.
❜ ❛ If we knew each other’s secrets, what comforts we should find. ❜ ❛ There are no secrets better kept than the secrets that everybody guesses. ❜ ❛ Reason is not automatic. Those who deny it cannot be conquered by it. ❜ ❛ I think the truly natural things are dreams, which nature can’t touch with decay. ❜ ❛ Let us consider that we are all insane. It will explain us to each other. ❜ ❛ Cleanliness becomes more important when godliness is unlikely. ❜ ❛ Delay is the deadliest form of denial. ❜ ❛ The strength of a family, like the strength of an army, is in its loyalty to each other. ❜ ❛ In youth we learn; in age we understand. ❜ ❛ Fate is not satisfied with inflicting one calamity.
❛ We all live in a house on fire. No fire department to call, no way out. ❜ ❛ Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. They live inside us, and sometimes they win. ❜ ❛ To lose a child is to lose a piece of yourself. ❜ ❛ How many more times will they be able to look into the abyss? ❜ ❛ Sometimes there are no words, no clever quotes to neatly sum up what’s happened that day. ❜ ❛ There is no lasting hope in violence, only temporary relief from hopelessness. ❜ ❛ I’m so sorry for your loss. And if you or your son need anything… ❜ ❛ Life is a game; play it. Life is too precious; do not destroy it. ❜ ❛ If I am what I have and if I lose what I have, who then am I? ❜ ❛ Oh, what a tangled web we weave when first we practice to deceive. ❜ ❛ We will find you, you sick son of a bitch! ❜ ❛ Is that another promise? ❜ ❛ Whatever you are, be a good one. ❜ ❛ Without heroes, we are all plain people and don’t know how far we can go. ❜ ❛ I am invisible, understand, simply because people refuse to see me. ❜ ❛ I can’t talk you out of this. It’s a great life. ❜ ❛ There is no such thing as part freedom. ❜ ❛ Come near my team and I will end you. ❜ ❛ When I let go of what I am I become what I might be. ❜ ❛ The grave soul keeps its own secrets and takes its own punishment in silence. ❜ ❛ It is not his enemy or foe that lures him to evil ways. ❜ ❛ Sometimes human places create inhuman monsters. ❜ ❛ Bring the past only if you’re going to build from it. ❜ ❛ What it lies in our power to do, it lies in our power not to do. ❜ ❛ Nothing inspires forgiveness quite like revenge. ❜ ❛ You may leave school, but it never leaves you. ❜ ❛ Everybody wants to go to heaven, but no one wants to die. ❜ ❛ Three can keep a secret if two are dead. ❜ ❛ At the gambling table, there are no fathers or sons. ❜ ❛ Where there is anger, there is always pain underneath. ❜ ❛ Nothing fixes a thing so intently in the memory as the wish to forget it. ❜ ❛ All that we see or seem, is but a dream within a dream. ❜ ❛ Death ends a life, not a relationship. ❜ ❛ There is no terror in the bang, only in the anticipation of it. ❜ ❛ The universe doesn’t like secrets; it conspires to reveal the truth to lead you to it. ❜ ❛ Fear is pain arising from the anticipation of evil. ❜ ❛ Alone we can do so little; together we can do so much. ❜ ❛ Forgiveness does not change the past but it does enlarge the future. ❜ ❛ A mother’s arms are made of tenderness and children sleep soundly in them. ❜ ❛ The past is never dead. It’s not even past. ❜ ❛ A person often meets his destiny on the road he took to avoid it. ❜ ❛ Deep vengeance is the daughter of deep silence. ❜