comment_fic | Thursday: Enemies to Lovers

Hello, everyone. I’m

angelus2hot and today's theme is Enemies to Lovers. Prompts/Fills have to be about characters who are/were enemies but now are/will be lovers.

(Doesn’t have to be in canon)

Just a few rules:
No more than five prompts in a row.
No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
Use the character's full names and the fandom's full name
No spoilers in prompts for a month after airing, or use the spoiler cut option found here.
If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space, or use the above-mentioned spoiler cut.

Prompts should be formatted as follows: [Use the character's full names and fandom's full name]
Fandom, Character +/ Character, Prompt

Some examples to get the ball rolling...
+ Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angelus/Buffy Summers, Just because we’re enemies doesn’t mean we can’t….
+ The Vampire Diaries, Klaus Mikaelson/Elena Gilbert, I don’t like you, but I want you.
+ Any, any/any, we don’t always have to fight.

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From:

cozy-coffee.livejournal.com

Hannibal, Will/Hannibal, from a cat and mouse game to murder husbands

From:

tigriswolf

is it cool if i pounce on this and shout, "mine!"

From:

cozy-coffee.livejournal.com

Totally cool! I look forward to what you come up with!

From:

cozy-coffee.livejournal.com

Any, any/any, “It’s crazy how we went from hating each other to loving each other.”

From:

cozy-coffee.livejournal.com

Any, any/any, "You know, after we are done fighting, we should have make up sex."

From:

cozy-coffee.livejournal.com

Any, any/any, they both realise around the same time that they like the other… neither of them will admit it.

From:

angelus2hot

Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angelus/Buffy Summers, Just because we’re enemies doesn’t mean we can’t….

From:

angelus2hot

The Vampire Diaries, Klaus Mikaelson/Elena Gilbert, I don’t like you, but I want you.

From:

wrong-song.livejournal.com

Elena has to give the Mikaelsons' credit - they do know how to throw a party. She drinks and dances and watches Klaus drink the champagne he has no idea she just killed him with, and she hates him with every fiber of her being.

When Stefan urges her to leave the party with him, she chooses to stay, finds a quiet balcony away from the festivities.

"Why so glum, love?" Klaus asks when he finds her later.

She laughs, a helpless exhalation. "Says the man who's most responsible." She might be a little bit drunk.

He laughs and toasts her with the half-full champagne glass in his hand. “Touche.”

She reaches for the glass. He gives it up without a fight, and she tosses the damn thing off the balcony.

"Now, that wasn't very nice," Klaus says, with a dangerous edge. "Just what do you have against my dinnerware?"

It's the tone, as much as the words, that tips her over the edge to full blown laughter. She can't stop until tears are pouring down her cheeks, and he just stands there, watching her with a bemused expression, until she shakily gathers herself, catches her breath.

"God, I hate you so much," she says, and grabs his shoulders, pulling him down into a kiss. She's gratified when it takes him a surprised few seconds to respond.

When she pulls back for air, he cups her face, stares into her eyes. She stares back, breathing hard. Finally, he whispers, "It’s a shame about the face, but I suppose I can make do."

She fights back a shiver. "And I bet you actually wonder why Caroline can’t seem to fall for you."

His eyes go dangerous, and she matches his glare, until he lets go and grabs her hand. "Shall we?"

He's going to die. She killed him. "Yes," she whispers.

(full disclosure: this is a rewrite of something I posted anonymously to a different community a decade ago)

From:

angelus2hot

Any, any/any, we don’t always have to fight.

From:

bk_forever

Buffy threw a punch, but Angelus deflected it, and when he hit back, Buffy blocked him in turn before aiming a kick at his left knee. He sidestepped, grabbing for her ankle, but missed as she twisted away. The fight, if it could be called that, had already been going on for ten minutes, but neither vampire nor Slayer had managed to land more than a handful of glancing blows. Angelus was still smirking, seeming almost playful, and Buffy, thanks to her Slayer abilities, still looked as fresh as a daisy, aside from the fact that her hair was coming loose from its ponytail.

“You could at least have the decency to stand still while I beat you to a pulp before staking you,” Buffy snapped. She was still feeling out of sorts from the bizarre possession thing a couple of weeks ago.

“Why would I make this easy on you?” Angelus’ grin was savage. “I owe you for what you did to me.”

“What I did to you?” Buffy scoffed. “You terrorised my friends, stalked my mom, killed Ms Calendar…”

Angelus laughed. “I’m a vampire, Buff. That’s what we do.”

“You didn’t used to.”

“Wrong! That wasn’t me, but I was there all the time, in the background, powerless to do anything while HE was in charge. It was sickening!” Angelus lunged at Buffy, but she dodged behind a headstone. “You have no idea what is was like.”

“You expect me to care? Well, Boo Hoo, poor you.” Buffy’s eyes were cold and hard.

“You care. You can’t help caring; it’s who you are.”

“And it’s why I’ll beat you in the end.”

“Dear, sweet Buffy,” Angelus mocked. “We don’t always have to fight, you know. I mean, in the end it’s gonna be to the death, but that doesn’t have to happen right now.” He stepped towards her, hands by his sides, circling around her as she slowly turned to keep him in sight. “We could call a truce, just for tonight.”

“Why in the world would I want to do that? Why would you?”

“Because you’ve been thinking about it as much as I have. In the school’s music room, when we kissed.”

“That was Grace and James, it wasn’t us.” Buffy knew letting Angelus get so close to her when they weren’t actually fighting was a bad idea, and yet she couldn’t make herself move away.

“Don’t you want to know what it would be like if it WAS us?”

By now, Angelus was almost close enough to touch.

“No, because it wouldn’t be real.”

“Wouldn’t it?” Angelus reached out so fast Buffy couldn’t avoid him as his hand closed around her wrist, jerking her into his arms.

Buffy should have tensed up, but her traitorous body melted against him, and when he kissed her, she kissed back with all the passion she’d been repressing since the night she and Angel made love. All the while, a little voice in the back of her mind screamed at her that this was wrong; this was Angelus, her enemy, not Angel, but a part of her didn’t care. Then his hands started to wander, touching her in places that only Angel had ever touched her, and though the hands felt familiar, the motivation behind what Angelus was doing was suspect at best. She couldn’t trust that he wasn’t merely trying to get her to drop her guard; she’d be easy to kill then.

Pulling herself together, she shoved him away so hard that he stumbled backwards and almost fell, catching himself against a tomb.

“What’s the matter, Buff, don’t you want me? You have no idea how good I could make you feel. If you think it was good before…” He trailed off, smirking.

“The only thing I want is to put a stake through your heart.”

“You wound me!” Angelus clutched at his chest dramatically. “I could teach you things you’ve never even imagined.” He raked his gaze over her as if he could see right through her clothes, and slowly licked his lips.

Buffy shuddered; the way he was looking at her made her skin crawl. “You’re a monster!”

Angelus’ laughter was vicious. “NOW you’re getting it. I might look like him, but I’m not him, and I haven’t even started with you yet! See ya around.” Turning on his heel, he strode from the cemetery, hands in his coat pockets, whistling as though he didn’t have a care in the world.

Buffy shrank in on herself as she watched him go, hating herself for letting him break through her defences so easily, and wondering if she’d ever find the strength she needed to kill him.

The End

From:

angelus2hot

Any, any m/f pairing, sex doesn't automatically mean we're in love.

From:

angelus2hot

Any, any/any, you're already falling in love with me

From:

tigriswolf

Highlander, Methos/Kronos, they're terrible for each other and worse for the world

From:

tigriswolf

Hannibal (tv), Hannibal Lecter/Will Graham, who is the lamb and who is the knife?

From:

tigriswolf

The Queen's Thief, Attolia/Eugenides, “Tell me you won’t cut out my lying tongue, tell me you won’t blind me, you won’t drive red-hot wires into my ears.”

From:

tigriswolf

DCU, Jason Todd/Tim Drake, is it weird that Tim spent a great deal of his childhood crushing on Jason, Jason tried to kill him a couple times, they've saved each other's lives multiple times, and they share the same brothers? ["yes, yes, it is," Dick mumbles]