Enemies to Friends with Benefits to Lovers
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"This is almost definitely business," Kravitz does chuckle, as he slices a hole into the air in front of them. "I mean, I've never had a bounty turn into anything fun, so maybe I'll be surprised."
There's a gap between Crystal Kingdom and Eleventh Hour. Getting from No More Mister Nice Death to a heart-to-heart over wine and pottery takes time — they just have to ease off of each other's throats, first.
12 Jan 2019
Todoroki spins to a stop, chest heaving lightly from the exertion, and Katsuki can only stare. Drink in that mussed hair, feathery strands falling into his strange heterochromatic eyes - that pale skin, a thin strip standing stark between his rucked-up shirt and loose pants - and press a hand to his lower face.
"How was I?" Todoroki asks, and Katsuki...
Wow, I'm so fucking gay, his mind tells him, and he's helpless to do anything but say yes.
Bakugou Katsuki is not a prissy cookie-cut face with a generic voice and a washed-out everything- he's a rapper, one of the fucking best in the business, and he would've stayed that way if it weren't for his steamed turd of a personality. So, naturally, as his perfect life collapses around him, trouble comes knocking.
It's just his bad luck that trouble doesn't know how to do a decent dye job or act anything like a normal human being - but then, what did Katsuki expect?
(or: Bakugou is gay, Todoroki is very gay, and the author chucks sparkles into the mix for the sheer hell of it)
Iwaizumi Hajime doesn't know the exact moment he fell into the terrible habit. Maybe it was high school when he stormed out on valentines day and ended up sandwiched between a bathroom stall and Ushijima Wakatoshi. Or maybe it was in college, where Ushijima Wakatoshi's apartment sat beside a bar that didn't ask too many questions. Or maybe it was all the way back in middle school when a stupid kiss changed everything.
Whenever it was, the habit stuck: If you can't cope with your feelings for your straight best friend, fuck the man he hates most in the world as some grandiose form of self-flagellation.
Of course it sounds stupid. It doesn't make any sense.
But Iwaizumi Hajime's life stopped making sense a long time ago.