#rivals to friends to lovers

[finntheehumaneater]

i owe you a black eye and two kisses (pt 6)

Am I Making You Feel Sick?

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(part one) (part seven) a special update loosely based on this song

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CW: heavy gore (kind of)

Steve collapsed onto the bed once he had finally dragged himself back into the trailer. Eddie was in the bathroom—doing god knows what, Wayne had said he had been in there for a while—and Steve was fucking exhausted.

He pressed his face into the pillow, sighing long and quiet, his hand gripping at the sheets so tight his knuckles turned white. He just wanted to sleep, but he didn’t want to deal with the nightmares. 

He unbuttoned the flannel and slipped it off of his shoulders, folding it and placing it on the nightstand, on top of the pile of D&D books Eddie had. That was the game that the kids liked, right? With the knights and shit? He toed off his shoes—and felt a bit bad for not taking them off at the door—and set them down at the edge of the bed. 

Through the half-closed door, he could hear another door click as it opened, and Eddie shuffled in, his nose and cheeks flushed and the rim of his eyes wet and red. He had been crying more, Steve thought. Still, despite his disheveled and broken state, Eddie’s chin was held high, glaring at Steve.

Steve sighed, feeling frustration build up in his gut, twisting and clawing until he was all bloody and gross inside. What was this guys fucking problem? One minute he was angry, the next he was practically melting into Steve’s arm and leaning into his cupped hands like he never wanted Steve to stop touching him, and then he was back to angry and spiteful again. “Can I help you?”

“This is my fucking room—,” Eddie started, but then cut himself off by holding up his hand and sucking in a deep, shaking breath. “No. Sorry.” He bit out the words like they stung, grappling to hold onto his tear-stained tongue on the way out. 

Steve sat up a bit more on elbows. He was aware this this was Eddie’s room—Eddie’s space, and that Eddie was allowed to come and go as he liked—but it was amusing to him to watch Eddie try and be polite. Steve did feel bad for Eddie—immensely—and he knew that Eddie didn’t want him to be here, but it didn’t matter. He wasn’t here for Eddie, right now, he was here because Wayne had asked him to stay over.

Eddie sighed, muttering something that Steve couldn’t quite catch as he crossed his arms over his chest and tugged a piece of hair over his lips, which obscured his words further.

“What was that?”

“I—,” Eddie’s face flushed and his eyes were glassy again as he choked out a quiet, “If it’s okay with you, could I sleep in here?”

Steve’s expression softened, and he felt bad for being pissy before, even if he had the right to feel annoyed at Eddie. “Of course. I mean—it’s your room, you don’t have to ask me.”

“Wayne told me not to bother you,” Eddie explained quietly, a few tears sliding down his cheeks. His eyes kept darting down to Steve’s chest, and Steve wanted to put the flannel back on, but he didn’t. “I thought—I thought that if it was fine with you he wouldn’t tell me off for it.”

Steve moved back in the bed. He didn’t know how they were both going to fit. And he was seriously contemplating going and sleeping on the couch and giving Eddie his space, but his back had ached the last time, and he didn’t want to get on Wayne’s bad side. 

Eddie looked Steve over one last time, his eyes dipping to Steve’s shorts as his tongue came out to lick his lips briefly before his cheeks went even more red and he slipped off his jeans. 

Steve forced himself to look away so that he didn’t stare, even though he wanted to.

Eddie climbed in next to him, laying down next to Steve. They could only both fit on the bed if Eddie was right up next to him, his nose nearly touching Steve’s own. Steve’s eyes flicked down to Eddie’s lips, and fuck, he shouldn’t be thinking the thoughts he was thinking right now.

He cleared his throat and moved to turn the other way, but Eddie’s hand moved forward and grabbed at his arm, squeezing tightly.

Steve didn’t ask why even though he wanted to. Eddie’s fingers were cold against Steve’s skin, sending goosebumps down his arm and neck—ones that he was sure Eddie could feel. 

He felt Eddie’s thumb shift slightly against his arm, rubbing at the skin there for a moment as he sucked in another shaky breath, before he pulled his hand back against his chest, cradling it in his other hand like it had been burned. His fingers twitched.

Steve hesitated, fighting everything in him to not reach out and wipe away Eddie’s tears, since he was finally getting to see the soft spots of him, and he didn’t want to ruin that by fucking up again. He gave Eddie one last look and turned around, his leg bushing up against Eddie’s. Steve turned his head to press it into the pillow, closing his eyes and sighing.

Fuck.

He was back in the room again. There was a door on the wall across from him, but he stayed curled where he was in the corner. He knew what would happen if he went through. It was the same thing that happened every time the door appeared. 

He felt the hair on the back of his neck stand up, and he turned his head, seeing the melted flesh and bones in the corner rise and move closer, a long, shaking hand sliding across the floor towards his foot. 

He stood up slowly, stumbling on his numb legs towards the dripping-red door. It used to be white, but that was before his skin got pale and he felt tired all the time. The hand poked against the back of his leg as he grabbed the handle and turned, opening it and slipping through the small crack between the wall. Immediately after stepping through, he felt the pain shoot through him, crumpling to the floor as a cry ripped out of his throat, feeling the skin of his legs curl apart and melt into the same black color of the void-like-floor that he was laying on.

“Stop,” he begged, words caught around a sob as he tried to get up, but only falling again, his head smashing into the ground.

“Please, stop, I’m sorry,” he sobbed, desperate and gasping as he clawed the hand off of him once its tendrils got a hold on his waist. He was going to die again, wasn’t he?

Steve woke up sobbing before he could even get a proper breath in, choking on nothing and bending over, trying to get the hand off of his waist, but it held tight—finger digging in enough to hurt anymore.

It pulled him to sit up, and he sobbed again, gasping, his eyes squeezed shut. There was another hand on his cheek, and he kept his eyes closed, because he couldn’t watch this happen again. He couldn’t watch himself fall apart like that again.

“Hey, hey, Stevie,” a voice said gently, a finger rubbing across his cheek, and Steve startled, flinching back, his eyes opening finally. Everything was blurry, and the hand on his waist tugged him back closer, before moving to cup his other cheek. 

These fingers were soft. Cold. Not wet and gross-flesh.

“Just breathe, sweetheart, it’s okay,” the voice said, and Steve’s eyes focused, Eddie. Fuck, he didn’t want Eddie to see him like this. “I’ve got you, it’s okay.”

Steve tried to force air into his burning lungs, but it felt like he was inhaling water, cold and slow and chilling him down to his roots. He wanted to beg for Eddie to just end this and let him melt into the ground—but they weren’t on the ground anymore. They were on something soft. The air around him smelled like smoke and lavender and vanilla. It smelled like Eddie.

“You know where you are?” Eddie questioned gently, moving Steve’s head back to look at him again when he tried to turn away.

“Starcourt?” Steve choked out.

Eddie shook his head. “You’re at my house, Stevie. Remember? I brought you home?”

And Steve did remember, now, his body relaxing. He liked how Eddie said that. Like he brought him home after hanging out. After smoking together. After a date. Anything other than what they had been doing—Steve crying and Eddie just being polite to the broken, unraveling man that Steve was becoming.

Steve nodded, pressing his face into Eddie’s palm.

“There you go, good boy,” Eddie whispered, his thumb rubbing across Steve’s jawline, just below where it met his ear as his hand moved down to cup Steve’s neck. Steve almost whimpered in that, in his delirious and half-asleep state but he didn’t.

Eddie tugged Steve closer to him and moved him to lay back down, his face pressed into Eddie’s chest. The tips of his socked feet were sticking off the edge of the bed, now. Steve curled his knees in, one of them shifting between Eddie’s legs, his eyes closing again.

Somewhere close, he heard Eddie’s breath hitch, a warm breath of air brushing atop his scalp—lips pressed so close to his scalp—and he felt Eddie’s legs shift, an arm draped over Steve’s side, the other hooked underneath him.

“Just go to sleep, okay? It’s okay,” Eddie whispered, and if Steve had been more awake, he would have properly felt the kiss Eddie pressed to the top of his head—but instead, it was just a ghost of a thing, far away and distant.

Steve felt warm, oddly enough, against the cold body against him as he drifted back into sleep.

Heheheh two updates in one day??? UNHEARD OF. (There will still probably be one tomorrow, I was just too excited about this one to wait!!!)

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#steve harrington #steddie #eddie munson #stranger things #steve x eddie #steddie fic #Eddie Munson fic #steve Harrington fic #steve Harrington fanfic #Wayne munson #wayne Munson fic #eddie Munson fanfic #rivals to friends #Rivals to friends to lovers #hurt/comfort #angst #wip fic #unfinished fic #stranger things au #stranger things fanfic #stranger things season three #St3

[m4dm0n1]

TimKon AU where they are not even heroes, they are just two sons of rival billionaires and heirs to rival companies but they met at a gala once when they were young and been a chaotic duo ever since

#timkon #tim drake #conner kent #au #timkon au #rivals to friends to lovers

[sagegreenfrogs]

I have a type in ships tbh

whenever a friend asks me if I have any favorite shipping dynamics I respond with "nah, I ship lots of different types of couples!"

but I will fall HEAD OVER MY FUCKING HEELS ANYTIME I SEE TWO GODDAMN BLUE+RED GAYS THAT ARE ENEMIES OR RIVALS TO FRIENDS TO LOVERS AND THEY'RE BOTH TRAUMATIZED AND ONE IS A DOOFY IDIOT WHOS SECRETLY SMART AND THE OTHERS A DOOFY IDIOT WHOS ALSO KINDA EMO

AUUUUGH I CANT EXPLAIN IT BUT THAT DYNAMIC IS JUST DRUGS TO ME

#sorvus #zukka #klance #red and blue gays #shipping dynamics #shipping #enemies to friends to lovers #rivals to friends to lovers #Soren x corvus #zuko x sokka #Keith x lance

[crossovershipsandedits]

If I may

Characters: Draculaura and Gregory Sackville-Bagg

Fandoms: Monster High (specifically Gen 2) and The Little Vampire (2017)

Relationship: Rivals to best friends with mutual feelings but neither would admit it. Have eachother's back at all times

Characters: Draculaura x Gregory Sackville-Bagg

Fandoms: Monster High | The Little Vampire

Relationship: Rivals/Platonic/Romantic

Submitted by Anonymous!

I can see how you'd end up shipping these two, honestly XD

#crossover ship #the little vampire 2017 #monster high #the little monster high #draculaura #gregory sackville-bagg #gregulaura #f/m #romantic ship #crossover friendship #friendship #rivals #eventual romance #rivals to friends to lovers

[oprescuewagon]

Hockey AU

Kakashi plays for the LA Kings

Tenzo plays for the Dallas Stars

Rivals to friends to lovers

#kakashi #kakashi hakate #yamato #tenzo #kakayama #kakashi x tenzo #naruto #captain yamato #hockey #la kings #dallas stars #hockey au #rivals to friends to lovers

[cosmillier]

Heerim: Rivals to Friends to Lovers.

Rivals to

Friends to

Lovers.

#Heerim #Twenty Five Twenty One #2521 #Na Heedo #Ko Yurim #Kim Taeri #Kim Bona #GL #Sapphic #Sappic Ship #Rivals to Friends to Lovers

[bluejaysandblackbats]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: The Flash (Comics) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Linda Park/Wally West, Wally West & Original Male Character(s) Characters: Wally West, Linda Park, Original Characters Additional Tags: POV Wally West, Wally West-centric, Alternate Universe - Detectives, Murder Mystery, Serial Killer, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Flashbacks, Graphic Description of Corpses Summary:

While investigating a killer at large, Wally crosses paths with Linda, who might be his only hope of stopping a possible serial killer.

#wally west #linda park #rivals to friends to lovers #detective!wally au #detective au #wallylinda #no powers au #harvest moon fic #flashfam #fic

[earl-grey-love]

I think what's interesting about my s/i with mystery man is that before meeting him, her story is essentially over. At least from her pov. She's in a sort of post-chosen one apathy. The "what now?" point of her life. She refers to it as her retirement despite not even being 30, but it's essentially how she lives. What she went through before meeting him made her unable to settle into a "normal" life and therefore can't relate to who should be her peers now.

So when she sees him and what he's up to, she decides she has nothing better to do than foil his plans. It gives her a taste of what she left behind. A sense of heroism despite the apathy weighing her down. She still gets to be retired while also acting as an inconvenience. Dormant but active. And there's nothing he can offer her to make her stop. She doesn't need money or want power or even love. All she wants is to have a little bit of fun.

Unfortunately for him, her idea of fun is interrupting the plans of the supernatural.

#she isn't haunted by her past per se it's more than her prior life goals were ended by tragedy #and her revenge for such tragedy is complete #so she quite literally has no goals and no desire to find alternatives #this directly correlates with the state of mind he's in too #they're the definition of Im here because I have nothing better to do #their romance is slow slow slow burn #rivals to friends to lovers #and kind of angsty in the sense its all supposed to be temporary #but it ends up not being the case #ship: mystery man #sunny speaks

[patricksteelebodger]

From rivals to lovers, witness the fantastic love story of Luz Noceda and Amity Blight from beginning to end of our fav cute couple from The Owl House! Lumity Forever!

#the owl house #luz noceda #amity blight #luz x amity #lumity #lumity canon #lumity grom #lumity kiss #love #pride month #toh #rivals to lovers #friends to lovers #rivals to friends to lovers #Youtube

[vicontheinternet]

aesthetics

will vandom and cornelia hale

#will vandom #cornelia hale #w.i.t.c.h moodboard #w.i.t.c.h aesthetic #w.i.t.c.h. #w.i.t.c.h #rivals to friends to lovers #wlw aesthetic #wlw ship

[the-kittens-of-vol-tron]

Yall I love klance sm but it makes me physically ill bc I wanna have my cute m|m relationship

#shaking crying and throwing up #i do love them #but damn #i get jelouse #m|m #klance #i just want a relationship like them #plzzzzz #rivals to friends to lovers

[yume-fanfare]

oh honeyworks questions my question was. why do lipxlip hate each other and if they hate each other why are they coworkers

they hate each other bcs theyre both annoying teenagers who clash often and they're coworkers because the agency decided they would work better as a unit rather than have one of them debut solo (and they were right) so boom! stuck together. personal growth

#rivals to friends to lovers #hworks #also ill answer juri pictures ask laterzzz #direct0rhutao #preguntas

[ynotwrite]

We can all agree that rivals to lovers is BORING AF when they become lovers after like. 20 pages. But:

How do we feel about rivals to friends taking 20 pages. and then the friends to lovers taking foreverrrrrrrrrr?

Bc then there’s the tension of becoming friends w someone you totally don’t like at all no way and then the inevitable pining being laced with i’m barely their friend anyways

Thoughts?

#writers on tumblr #writerscorner #tropes #rivals to lovers #friends to lovers #rivals to friends to lovers #writerblr

[hoolay-boobs]

This ship dynamic remains superior

#ship dynamics #ship dynamic #meme format #!!! more of mari’s stick figures #stick figures #my art #korrasami #catradora #harlivy #harley quinn x poison ivy #lux x jinx #vi x caitlyn #korra x asami #catra x adora #piltover’s finest #lightcannon #enemies to lovers #enemies to friends to lovers #rivals to lovers #best friends to lovers #friends to lovers #idiots to lovers #wlw #sapphic #bisexual #bisexuality #lesbian #pansexual #lgbtq #queer

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 170

Once again on my Ras & Danny being training rivals thanks to time travel bullshit. 

Look, Danny knows about the league of Assassins, but he almost dies of laughter when he realizes it’s the modern name of the league of Shadows. He’s an adult now, has been for a while, he’s allowed to find the situation he’s found himself in amusing. Hell, his sparring buddy who is somehow still alive is laughing too. 

And no one else knows what’s going on, okay? This random man walked into their secret base, completely ignored the many assassins trying to stop him, and called their illustrious leader a “Little Bitch Man” and they are now fighting?

The fighting is familiar, but why the fuck is Ras cackling and saying things like “Ayreh Feek” back. Practically saying “Fuck you,” while laughing and oh Pit, they’re Bantering this is terrifying, why has Ras not won yet, why has this man not died yet and- bodies aren’t supposed to bend like that what the fuck- 

Ras on the other hand, has One friend, who is immortal like him, actually remembers the shit he complains about, is also down for saving endangered animals, and actually knows how to spar! It’s not a proper spar unless someone loses at least a hand that has to be reattached! And honestly, people nowadays should know that the proper greeting to an old friend is to instantly try to kill the other. 

#dcxdp #dpxdc #prompts #Jason & Talia & the Assassins are just standing there in utter confusion #Dusan also standing there: Oh thank fuck his sparring buddy is back we kept losing operatives whenever Father decided to be affectionate #Most of the League is at least Ecto contaminated but the Al Ghuls are Liminal AF #Danny as a teen: Ur a lil bitch lmao #Ras as a teen: Well fuck you too I hope the earth swallows you where you stand #Danny as an adult when he sees his friend: Hey Bitch #Ras to everyone’s horror: Hey Fucker you’re a decade late #Danny: Had a king to kill you know how it is #Talia: Alright Jason time for you to go to Gotham I think there might be hallucinogens in the Base #Jason: No I want to see more of this this is comedy gold #Tiny Damian doing mental gymnastics: Is this Grandmother????? #No one knows how the fuck to describe their relationship- are they friends?? Rivals?? Lovers?? Just too dudes who apparently have known #each other for a Very long time????

[kayayeteae]

“These two characters are rivals.” More like love interests.

#rivals to friends to lovers #you know the deal LMFAO