#rom com trope

[impossiblefangirl0632]

Reblogs are much appreciated

#got talking about rom com tropes and this happened #not gonna say which one I think is best #but the person im arguing with thinks the worst option is the best #and theyre wrong #polls

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

Anyone But You Channeling Other Classic Rom Coms: Crazy Stupid Love How To Lose A Guy In 10 Days My Best Friends Wedding What's Your Number Titanic When Harry Met Sally 27 Dresses Little Italy Set It Up Pretty Woman

#anyone but you #i had to #so many great rom com tropes and greatness honestly #crazy stupid love #how to lose a guy in 10 days #my best friends wedding #what's your number #titanic #when harry met sally #27 dresses #little italy #set it up #pretty woman #movie #movies #filmedit #filmedits #rom com #romantic comedy #love

[seeleybooth]

Carly & Freddie + Friends to Lovers Trope coming true

#icarly #icarly revival #icarlyedit #icarly reboot #carly x freddie #tvedit #otpsource #creddieedit #creddie #FRIENDS TO LOVERS #TROPES #rom com #cinematv #cinemapix #icarlygif #mygifs #icarly spoilers #FREAKING FRIENDS TO LOVERS COMING TRUE #s1 #s2 #s3 #insp

[jomiddlemarch]

While You Were Sleeping

Chapter 4

Some people, primarily Muggles, count sheep when they have trouble falling asleep.

Wizards preferred Puffskeins or occasionally crups. Molly Weasley had once admitted she counted crups in Weasley sweaters, after George had spiked her tea with something she made him pull from the store shelves.

(Hermione did not believe anyone who said they counted dragons other than Hagrid, who listed them off by their forenames.)

Hermione preferred facts.

Fact: the Eguzkiko continued to think she and Draco were a married couple.

Fact: Draco was fluent in at least five languages.

Fact: Draco wore a subtle cologne that smelled like Hermione imagined the Silk Road would, minus the camels.

(Unconfirmed fact: this was exactly what Amortentia now smelled like to Hermione, forget cut grass and parchment.)

Fact: Hermione’s facts were usually about statistics, geopolitical historical alliances, and characters in Dickens’ novels because her father had loved those dearly but since the start of this mission, her facts had increasingly, exclusively become All About Draco.

Fact: Hermione appeared to have Feelings for sodding brilliant, widely accomplished and knicker-incineratingly fit Draco Black Malfoy, Esq., Feelings she felt ill-equipped to express.

Fact: She felt no more drowsy now than when she’d extinguished the reading lamp and turned on her side to avoid trying to make out his profile or the exquisite line of his neck against the pillowcase.

Fac—THUMP.

“What was that?” she exclaimed.

“I don’t—” Draco began.

THUMP. Thump. thump.

“What the bloody fuck?!” Draco said, sitting bolt upright. There was a yelping quality to his cry, that couldn’t be denied, though his voice was still pitched low enough that no one would have called it a shriek. Also, being bolt upright showed his broad shoulders to notable advantage (who knew pyjamas could be so impeccably tailored?)

In any case, Hermione had that covered, the shriek-department that is. She did manage to keep it to one solitary shriek that she choked back at the end, right at the moment when Draco reached over and grabbed her upper arms. She only had a split second to evaluate the grabbing, but it was definitely from the making-sure-you’re-real and I’ve-got-you-don’t-worry categories, not the get-a-hold-of-yourself-witch or I’m-about-to-shake-you-silly-for-being-a-silly-bint. Also, his hands were big and warm and transiently made her feel very much cherished and she was glad she’d tied back her hair so he didn’t accidentally pull any of it, though the prospect of his hands gently running through her curls was dreadfully appealing.

When she wasn’t devoting her not inconsiderable brain-power towards the mental recitation of facts, she was capable of noticing quite a bit.

“Are you all right?” he asked. With the grabbing, he’d closed the distance between them and they were close enough she could see the hints of green and blue in his grey eyes, the faint shadow of his beard, a darker shade than his hair. There was a small scar near his left temple and she wondered at what curse had caught him there, how badly he’d been injured to leave such a mark impervious to the Healers at St. Mungo’s. “Are you hurt?”

“I’m fine, are you?” she said. Her heart was still beating very fast, but it had more to do with Draco than the earlier noise.

“Yes,” he said. He loosened his grasp on her and let his hands drop, but they still rested on her forearms, lightly enough she could shrug him off. She did not.

“What was that?” she said when the moment had started to grow too intense, the hollow at the base of his throat too tempting.

“I don’t know,” he said. “At home, I’d guess it might be an old house settling for the night or a storm brewing, but here—”

“Could it be something magic?” she said. She swallowed, then said what she’d first thought, when all she had felt was terror, when she’d wanted to call out his name. “Don’t laugh at me—”

“I won’t,” he said.

“A monster. Under the bed. I know it sounds foolish,” she said.

Hermione was absolutely certain that every single one of her acquaintances, with the sole exception of Luna Lovegood, would agree it sounded foolish. And even Luna was likely to give her reassuring smile and tell her that kidakomori were far fonder of people than people ever gave them credit for and Hermione would have to pretend that she was aware of kidakomori and their undeservedly dubious reputation.

“It doesn’t sound foolish. Not to me,” Draco said. 

“What?”

“I didn’t want to say it first, because I agree it makes me sound unhinged, but I also thought of a monster under the bed,” he replied.

“You were supposed to talk sense to me. To tell me I was overreacting,” Hermione said.

“Are you even capable of overreacting?” Draco countered. “I realize I am tacitly validating your prior assault on me—”

“We were children! And you were beastly,” Hermione said.

“And I deserved it,” he said.

“Well, no one deserves to be hit,” Hermione said.

“I understand the progressive Muggle approach to childhood discipline and in general, I don’t disagree but in that particular situation, I must say I did. And not only because I was making a point.” He smiled at her and she liked it far too much.

“Do you really think there’s a monster under our bed?” she said, trying not to whisper and failing. 

“You said our bed,” Draco replied.

“That’s what you’re choosing to focus on? Not the monster part? And the fact that we have no wands and even wandless magic is verboten in here, even assuming either of us knew what spell to cast for a monster under the bed,” she ranted. Her exposure to Parseltongue had been so negative (whose wasn’t?) she kept herself from hissing, but it was a close call. Draco moved his right hand from her forearm to her wrist and then laced his fingers through hers. It would have been the sexiest move she could remember any man making except for the possible monster beneath them.

“Inanis belua, but you have to put the emphasis on the bel and let the final a drift. Like leviosa,” Draco said.

“Inanis belua,” she repeated.

“Perfect,” he said. “You’ve always had an ear for incantation.”

“How did you learn it?” Hermione asked. It seemed he wasn’t going to make her face the implications of our bed. At least not at the moment.

“Narcissa,” Draco said, again referring to his mother by her first name. Hermione almost wished for another round of eerie thumps to distract them both from the ticking bomb that was his relationship with his mother. “She coddled me, as much as she could—the Malfoy heir was expected to be superior in all regards, but the Blacks tend to be high-strung, overly sensitive. It was a secret, that she taught me the spell. I wasn’t to tell my father.”

“I don’t think it’s coddling to make your little boy feel safe,” Hermione said, hoping she’d picked the least inflammatory aspect of what he’d shared. The less she said about Lucius Malfoy the better. Even after all these years, she wasn’t sure she could talk about him without venom and however Draco felt, the man was still his father, albeit immured in Azkaban .

“Perhaps,” Draco said.

“I suppose you think it’s horribly middle-class of me. Or Muggle,” she said.

“I think you were raised by kinder people than I was,” he said. Hermione thought of the estrangement that existed between her and her parents and also how it had been as the Grangers’ little girl, the plush calico kitten that had been tucked with her under her covers, the bedtime stories, the trips to the library with a trolley to bring home her latest acquisitions. When she thought of them, they were still Mum and Dad.

“It was Bellatrix who taught her the spell,” Draco said, watching her face. His own eyebrows were drawn together, a serious expression similar to one he wore when wrangling with a particularly thorny bit of medieval Eguzkikan legislation.

“I take it you’re of the confront your fear persuasion,” Hermione said. “Or is this some kind of weirdly roundabout apology Or a Pureblood thing? If it’s a Pureblood thing, you’ll have to give me some context, like whether it’s all the Sacred Twenty-Eight or just the Blacks. It doesn’t feel authentically Malfoy.”

“I’m not sure what it is,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck with his left hand, still hanging onto her right with his own. “I thought, we’re talking about monsters, from our past, we’ve never spoken about what happened with Bellatrix. We’re sleeping together every night, it seemed odd not to address it but perhaps that was better—"

“It wasn’t better. But this isn’t necessary,” she said.

“I think it is,” Draco replied. “Necessary, but not better. She’s so hard to talk about and no one wants to, beyond cursing her, and I understand, but to not talk about her, it’s as stupid to me as blasting Andromeda off the tapestry. And I’ve never told you how terribly sorry I am that I couldn’t figure out some other way to help you, when she was hurting you. I don’t know what I could have done but that’s not enough, Hermione. It never was and now—”

Draco broke off and Hermione found herself raising her left hand to cup his cheek, stroking her thumb across his cheekbone. It went on far to long for him to mistake is for only gentleness.

“D’you know, I think we’ve had enough of monsters,” she said. “Only I wonder—”

“What?” he said.

“There’s been no more noise. Might we have done wandless magic with that spell of yours, banished the bedframe’s resident horror to parts unknown? And if we did, will the Eguzkiko be deeply offended and break off diplomatic relations?” Hermione asked.

“I won’t tell,” Draco said. “Wandless is near-impossible to trace and tandem wandless hasn’t been recorded. Or regulated in any magical region. I think we’re safe.”

*

Fact: Draco’s eyes weren’t only grey.

Fact: Draco had been a little boy afraid of monsters.

Fact: Hermione wanted to fall asleep holding Draco Black Malfoy’s hand. And he let her.

#dramione #there was only one bed #fake marriage #rom-com #but with angst #hermione POV #hermione granger #draco malfoy #hermione x draco #post-hogwarts #epilogue what epilogue #sleepy time tropes #diplomat!hermione #lawyer!draco #getting into family stuff #the author repudiates JK Rowling

[certifieddethklokgroupie]

Metalocalypse is my favorite romantic comedy now.

#it has all the tropes #metalocalypse #dethklok #rom com

[comradekiwi]

admiration…. saving each other…. childhood friends…. took a lethal hit for the other without thinking…. worry about each other… rain confession….. knows each other best/the most….. narrative foils…. closest people to each other…… villain hurts one to hurt the other…. oh a rom com? no this is just bkdk

#well and a rom com yeah #the sheer volume of romantic tropes they fill is beyond me #bkdk #bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #bakudeku #boku no hero academia manga #decchan #bnha manga spoilers #bakugou katsuki #midoriya izuku #katsudeku #boku no hero academia manga spoilers #deku #kacchan #kiwi talks

[viviseawrites]

merry steddiemas, @malikat24601!!!! i hope you enjoy your gift!!! (and sorry it's so very nearly late!)

tingle, tingle

rated E | 17900 words | Steve needs a date to his ex's holiday wedding, and Eddie agrees to go if they can be "the worst dates possible for each other" while still being convincing as a (fake) couple. Shenanigans ensue with holiday fluff, mistletoe, smut, and the classic fake-dating miscommunication. 

read an excerpt now:

“Feels so good,” Eddie says, pouring the words onto his tongue. “Can’t believe you’re real sometimes.” 

“‘m real,” Steve murmurs, framing Eddie’s face. He sweeps a curl back from where it was sticking and Eddie loses all of his words. He just stares, enraptured.

His mother always told him not to look directly at the sun. He heard it again in school, especially on days when there was an eclipse. “The sun is dangerous to look at without protection.” Over and over again, he heard it. But he liked looking at the sun. He liked seeing the bright lights imprinted in his vision. He liked the halo effect, the ghostly spots that slowly faded as he blinked back to normal.

This feels just like that. He hopes it follows the same course, that it brands his sense of sight with Steve, the holy aura of his pleasure and eager surrender, the brightness of his rumpled beauty. The collapse of an interstellar cloud; the formation of a star, a sun, a gravity well born right at the center of him, intense and inescapable. 

Steve stares right back. One day, Eddie will wonder what he sees in this moment.

and read the rest on AO3!

written for the #steddiewinterexchange

#vivisea writes #stranger things #steddie #steddie fic #steddiewinterexchange #gift fic #steve harrington #eddie munson #holiday romance #tropes and cliches all the way down #rom-com

[mobius-m-mobius]

sometimes i rewatch just the moment of Loki stumbling and tripping all over himself when he tries to approach Don!Mobius father of two at his home just to relive the moment of my jaw slowly dropping to the floor as it unfolded on my screen. truly there have been few moments that took me out with complete startled befuddlement so entirely as that. NOT because it wasn't perfectly in character I just hadn't in a million years expected a Disney/Marvel joint would let us SEE it.

You and me both anon, you and me both 🙏💖

There are some moments in life that really will last forever and what a pleasure it is to say the God of Mischief being canonically down for a single dad from Cleveland is now one of those, lmao. Honestly even to this day it's hard to wrap my mind around Loki's fit check, like there's poor Don literally just off work struggling with some trash and a chaotic household while an actual god lurks around wishing for a mirror in case he's not personally up to standard 😅

And like you said it's all COMPLETELY in character!!! Loki's never had to approach Mobius *needing* to impress before (because Mobius could never not be impressed with him) and because of it everything kind of hits in that moment how desperately he actually does want Mobius/Don to know how much he means and the difference he's made and if the only way that could be communicated is through some of the most obvious flirting any of us have ever witnessed then so be it. Still can't believe a full season of a Disney/Marvel show from start to finish gave the stuff dreams are made of, it's definitely a fluke but I'm running with it and never looking back lol.

#every day i pour one out for ep 5 being the surreal rom com fever dream we didn't know we needed or deserved #there will probably never be another moment like it in the history of tv or at least not as far as i'm concerned #i mean no wonder even now i can't bring myself to watch anything else when we got not just one full course meal but six?? #they really said have sheer talent and the best chemistry you'll ever see speedrun every trope out there! enjoy 😉💕 #tysm for the most relatable ask ever!! lots of love and hope you've got an amazing week ahead 💖 #ask

[strawberrybyers]

i’ll always find it comical that byler’s storyline in season 4 was basically a rom-com.

two friends yearning for each other, but can’t be together. they’re stuck together on a road trip. they’re falling even harder for each other. the situation is only bringing them closer and making them realize at the end of it all all they want is each other.

i mean it’s literally so funny. they could’ve made an entire rom-com film with their storyline lmaoo

#it would’ve ATE as a rom-com film #WE WOULD HAVE GOTTEN WILL AND MIKE GETTING 🚬🍃 #them staying in a hotel and there’s only one bed #WE WOULDVE GOTTEN ALL THE ROM-COM TROPES OMGGGG #byler #stranger things

[supercityboys]

I don’t think House M.D. was in the business of queerbaiting. I think the writers just wrote great romanticism and tension and allowed the heterosexual populace to convince themselves they were straight. It’s very clearly gay to those who understand.

#mine #house md #is it queerbaiting or is it discovery? #sure they didn’t do all the clichés and tropes but in the barebones of it all Wilson and House ultimately run through the same rom-com- #- shenanigans.

[ml-nolan]

Hey Andie/Evan fans...let's f*ckin GOOOOOO!!!!

The first chapter of You're the Most, starring Andie Silvana and Evan Brooks from Love, Lies, and Cryptids, is now available on Ream and Patreon.

Here's a summary:

Andie Silvana is stretched as thin as they can get running Blossom & Crow—a goth bookstore and community hub—all by themself. Fresh from rage-quitting his job, Evan Brooks fears falling back into a life he doesn’t want before he figures out what he does. Both notorious flirts, the two come together like an electrical storm. But what starts out as a little steamy fun may turn into exactly what they need.

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The first chapter's on the house, but then it'll be a tier 2 serialized offering on both platforms (or you can wait until the full book comes out sometime next year).

#nonbinary romance #bookstore romance #lgbtqromance #bisexual #pansexual #transgender romance #contemporary romance #rom com #fuck buddies to ride-or-die #that's a trope now #bc i said so #if you like my timgerry #you'll like this

[emilyslover]

sapphic rom com idea where the most popular girl in school starts receiving letters/poems from a secret admirer. she makes it her mission to find out which guy at her school it is. meanwhile she starts catching feelings for the shy new girl at school who has offered to help her find the “mystery man.” can you guess who the secret admirer ends up being?

#usually i don’t care for the secret admirer trope but when it’s sapphic? count me in #would it be cheesy? yes. #would i still eat that shit up? oh absolutely! #sapphic #wlw post #wlw #lgbt #lesbian #bisexual #pansexual #writing #writing prompt #rom com #rom com idea

[forestal-ramblings]

Why didn't anyone tell me the start of moby dick is so fucking romantic?.

I mean it's practically a fic , there's literally one bed, Ishmael is forced to share with a hot pacific islander prince. There's even accidental marriage.

Let's not forget how they are practically soulmates and how Ishmael gets crazy worried about queequeg fasting.

#queequeg #this whaling novel can fit so many rom com tropes in it #i mean even the old due who own the ship are clearly married #whale weekly #moby dick #Ishmael x queequeg

[coralhoneyrose]

Ghdjckd man…the Chrobin week prompts look so fun, I really wish it was more feasible for me to participate this year 😭 I will just have to count on everyone else to keep me well fed

#Masquerade…horrible timing… #My rom-com trope loving heart yearns for them #Plegian Royal Robin AU too because I savor ANY opportunity to put Robin in fancy formal wear #It just seems unlikely that I could both write for Chrobin week AND get last fake dating chapter finished #And I feel like it’s better to take the L than to stretch myself too thin #Bummed because Chrobin week is my anniversary for being a part of this fandom but #At least there is still lots to enjoy even if I can’t create for it #<3 #Personal

[lemonwarrior]

I keep imagining snw doing that rom-com trope with Spock, where he's like "Goodbye fiance, I have to go to a small town (space) for work reasons." and goes and runs into like jim kirk and falls in love and shit, idk. Does anyone want to add on?

#spirk #strange new worlds #i can't think of anything else rom-com related to add but i watched the first episode and thought it was funny if they did that trope #spock x jim