#angst tropes

[bebx]

absolutely live for that moment where the villain in a piece of media realizes they’re doomed and then they reflexively show that genuine fear in their eyes, but only just for a split second before that clear evidence of fear is gone and the hatred and the anger are back and then they’re snarling at the hero again. but that fear, that lasted for only a second, is enough to let the audience know that the villain is in fact not a “soulless monster” or a “killing machine” but a human who’s been hurt and is scared, in some way they’re like a caged animal in the sense that they’re dangerous but also wounded and utterly terrified with their back against the wall.

I will forever have mad respect for the actor who portrays them and is able to deliver that raw emotion on screen. like this right here is an oscar worthy performance holy fcking shit.

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[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

things an intimidating/possessive caretaker can say to whumpee

tw: mention of violence, manipulation (depends on how you view it) and ed. scroll past this if it might upset you

“you wanna tell me where you got those bruises from?”

“roll up your sleeve, you know I don’t like repeating myself.”

“I know you’re bleeding. I can smell your blood, and you’re pale. now you wanna tell me what happened and who hurt you? or do I have to find it out myself?”

“who did this to you?”

“I know you and I know it when you lie to me, and you know how I feel about being lied to.”

“no one is going to love and accept you like I do. don’t you understand that?”

“I’m not angry at you. I’m angry at the scum that thought he could do this to you, and I will make him pay for it.”

“stop squirming and it will hurt less.”

“I’m sorry for yelling. I supposed I got so angry that I lost it, but I wasn’t angry at you. I was angry at that sick fuck, and at myself for not seeing the signs sooner.”

“is that really what you think of me? you think I would — you think I would hurt you?”

“you don’t have to be afraid of me.”

“no, I won’t allow you to put yourself in danger like that again. and if I have to tie you up or chain you down to this very bed to make sure you stay put, I will.”

“you can hate me all you want, but I’m not letting you hurt yourself anymore.”

“eat. this is not a question, you have to eat something and I’m hoping that you won’t make me force you.”

“quit your crying, it’s not going to help.”

“it’s okay, you can cry.”

“I am saving you whether or not you want to be saved.”

“you’re a stubborn brat, but you’re my stubborn brat. I will not let anybody touch what is mine.”

“I told you to listen to me. you should’ve listened to me.”

“I don’t want you to apologize to me, I want you to stop doing this to yourself.”

“let me see [the wound]. I said let me see.”

“there’s a reason people are afraid of me. I am capable of the most brutal acts of violence, yes, but I want you to know that you don’t have to be afraid of me. I’m not gonna hurt you the way I hurt everybody else. you… I’m not gonna hurt you. you don’t have to trust me, but I won’t hurt you.”

“this is your home now. it’ll be easier if you accept that.”

“everything I do, I do it for your own good.”

“you don’t realize how much you mean to me, do you?”

“I know it hurts, but I need you to be brave for me right now.”

“stop it. stop fighting against me. I am helping you.”

“I’d burn the world down for you.”

“look what you made me do. none of this would’ve happened if you just listened to me.”

“I saved you. all these deaths? it’s worth it. I would do anything and everything to keep you safe.”

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[becomingvecna]

❝ I liked hell, I liked to go there alone, relieved to lie in the wreckage, ruined, physically undone. The worst had happened. What else could hurt me then? ❞

— Marie Howe

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[cauli-flawa]

when the sacrificial pawn is sentient and self-aware

#sacrificial pawn #writing tropes #character tropes #angst tropes

[theliteraryluggage]

Okay but when one character goes "I don't want to see you get hurt. Not for me." and the other says "Of course for you. Only for you." bc if there's one thing worth getting hurt for it's them?????

fuck it gets me every time.

#angst #whump #tropes #fic tropes #angst tropes #from the sleeves #50

[senpiecakes]

A Love Not Meant to Be: Zhongli Part 2

Notes: Part two! Idk i put my heart and soul into this fic for some reason. For compensation, I guess.

Summary: Right person wrong time basically + reincarnation.

Warning/s: Angst no comfort, a lot of lore spoilers

Theme/s: Angst, no comfort, angst tropes.

Trope: Right Person, Wrong Time/Immortal x Mortal

(PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE listen to Glimpse of Us by Joji while reading)

Parts: Part 1, Part 3 (end)

“I… I can’t.” Was all you said. “We can’t, Morax.” Zhongli’s smile drops, not into sadness, but a sort of irritated frown as he stands to look at you clearly. He never expected you to reject him. He always got his way with the humans, with him being an adeptus after all. He couldn’t understand why you would be able to reject this form of regard from him.

“Why not?” He prods.

“You’re an adeptus, I’m a human. Your adeptus companions will always be on our tail. They won’t approve.” You reason as Zhongli only laughs.

“Then I’ll disguise myself better, they won’t bother us and you’re wonderful. They’ll love you.” You shake your head and look away, panic setting in your chest as Zhongli follows you.

“We can’t, Morax, not like this.” He notices your discomfort, the fear in your eyes and the way your lips are pursed as you try to make yourself seem as small as possible. In this circumstance, you were. You were just a human in the presence of a god, rejecting their highest offer of admiration. You wanted to flee, but something about Zhongli’s gaze over you made you stay.

“I know that’s not the truth, Y/N. You know you can’t hide things from me.” He says. You close your eyes and adamantly shake your head. The truth is, you didn’t want Zhongli to suffer a pain you knew so well. The pain of grief and endless, bitter longing for someone who had already gone from this world. You knew better than to allow this type of thing to happen, but Zhongli carelessly allowed himself to fall, and you yourself had loved him too. You were initially glad to be able to help him learn the joy of living, but in the end, you fell for him despite the risks, the pain it’ll bring, the devastation the future will cause. Sometimes you wonder if think too highly of yourself to assume you would have such an impact that Zhongli would remember you for the ages- but when you saw the shine in his eyes as he lived each moment with you as if it were a thousand years, no matter how banal it may be… it was clear he held onto things tighter than he should.

“Tell me, do I irritate you?” He asks.

“What? No, of course not!” You argue. Zhongli wasn’t convinced.

“Then why won’t you accept my love? Am I not good enough for you? Would I have to be more than a god to appease you?”

“Morax, please…” you plead but Zhongli continues.

“Allow me to form a contract with you, Y/N, please. Just a promise to have me for a while.” He doubles down. “Why won’t you agree?”

“Because I’ll die!” You yell in frustration. Zhongli was taken aback as he stared at your wide eyes, chest heaving and shoulders shaking. “I am nothing but a mortal! I’m  just a human and I’ll die before you even reach a quarter of your life.” You say. Zhongli was quick to protest but you were quicker in your warnings.

 “What will you do if I’ve passed? Will you move on? Will I just be a lesson to you? An old fable to tell the masses? Will my entire identity surround you and would my life be nothing but Morax’s mortal lover? What happens if you suffer? What happens if you cannot move on? I don’t want to think I’m capable of that influence but I’m just warning you. I don’t want you to grieve for me for a thousand years into the future. You don't deserve that type of pain.” 

He stays silent. Zhongli, as knowledgeable as he was, never thought of what he would do if that were to happen. He forgets sometimes that you were unlike those he kept close in his circle- you were human while they were gods. They were blessed with longevity but departed prosperous and ancient- while you were born to live then die- a simple, transient existence meant to be lived by simple beings. You were, as anyone else, ordinary. You preferred it that way. You bore no special powers or abilities like he had and you would die in silence unless you made something of yourself to be remembered- but you were too important to Zhongli to be forgotten or treated as less.

“Then… I’ll remember you.” He said with confidence. “Only by me, I promise.” You scoff and shake your head.

“That will only burden you more. I’d rather you forget and live out your life right here and now. Erosion comes with a price, and to pay is to forget, but I’d rather your memory of me erode than for you to suffer the consequences of grief.”  You said those words with venom in your tone. “Besides, there are others better than me, they’re more memorable. More remarkable. I’m just a person.” You wanted to drive Zhongli away so badly because you were human. You knew to grieve and suffer the weight of loss. You didn’t want him to suffer the pain of heartache. Zhongli felt angry for some reason; he didn’t think that you would be so unkind to reject his confession. He never thought you brave enough. He understood why you were angry, but he couldn’t grasp why you didn’t set that feeling aside for him.

“You don’t know what’s best for me,” Zhongli spits out. His gaze scares you. He carried the gaze of a true adeptus- powerful and holding such might that it forces mortals to their knees. You were too fearful of yourself to be afraid of him however. You wanted to be selfish and have him leave you first, but he’s unrelenting in his pursuit to stay. As stubborn as you were, Zhongli was worse. 

“Oh believe me when I say I know what’s best for you,” You choke out. “Please, Morax. Don’t make this any more difficult than it needs to be. I love you, but I can’t put you through that type of pain.”

Zhongli notices your shaking shoulders and his look softens. You loved him- they love me. How selfless of you to think about him first. He holds out a hand to have you take it but you rush forward and bury yourself in his chest. Zhongli couldn’t help but relax, even as he felt your tense shoulders under his hands.

“I’ll bear through it,” Zhongli whispers. “For you.” He feels you calm down just a little, enough for him to be reassured that you wanted him to stay.

Zhongli loved you dearly. He never anticipated the day he would lose you. He felt as though time moved too fast for his liking, that one blink and you would be old and withered. Zhongli wasn’t used to this lifestyle nor routine. A day for him felt like a second, but when he started living with you, he wanted it to feel like centuries. He wanted moments with you to be longer, to have your entire being engraved in his mind with each interaction you share- whatever that may be- Zhongli needed to remember everything.

You knew the question was coming. He always tried to sit you down for a conversation but always backed out at the last minute, chalking it up to some menial chore or some ‘other’ thing he needed to do. You’d observe this clueless mountain of a man sheepishly asking the couples of your village for advice, his cheeks turning red as they’d tease him through and through. You’d see Zhongli tripping over things, his hands hiding behind his back as he hurriedly rushes past you and you’d catch a glimpse of parchment in his hands. You’d catch Zhongli hiding behind the doors of your bedroom, mumbling things about ‘life everlasting’ and the ‘highest contract’ he can offer to you. You knew well what this meant, and you were more than elated when it finally happened.

It happened at your favorite spot, of course, during the very early mornings this time when the sun barely broke past the mountain line. You and Zhongli treaded up the path laughing silently as he held you by your hand, a happy and excited smile on his face.

“What are we doing?” You laugh as Zhongli stands by the cliffside. He looked magnificent like this- like a true adepti, save the burst of red from his cheeks and the forced contained smile on his face.

“Y/N, I took you here on this spot, on this day… I’ll spare you the specifics because you know well that I am not very good… with these things.” Zhongli starts. You hold your breath as he looks at you and moves forward. “But I know too, more than anyone, that you can teach me how to be better with these things, and I want my stay with you to last longer.” You blink dumbly at his declamation and can’t help but laugh at his cluelessness.

“Zhongli, what are you trying to say?” You tell him, watching as Zhongli sinks down to one knee, presenting to you a ring forged from gold and amber, glimmering against the orange rays of the sun. And along with it, a piece of parchment ready to be signed by you. 

“I know the hastiness of this and it may be too much to ask of you, but I want this with you, and this contract will oust the one that we have made before.” He says. “I found myself to greatly enjoy the time I spent with you, and I want to prolong that as much as I can, but in order for that to happen, I wish to spend that time with you with an official seal to our relationship.” Zhongli hastily presents the contract to you. “So… if you were to agree, just- Y/N?”

You were staring at him, tears welling in your eyes. All the fears from before flooded through you, coupled with the joy and giddiness in this moment. You wanted to accept, to be with Zhongli till your end of days, but you were also afraid. Afraid of the future and the short time you had with him. But at the same time, you wanted to allow yourself to be happy, live the solemn life of your dreams with someone you loved- and Zhongli loved you unconditionally. 

“Here’s my final settlement with you, Morax,” You say. Zhongli listens, his gaze holding yours intently as tears stream down your cheeks. “I’ll uphold your contract,” He smiles warmly but you stop him. “If you promise me you’ll forget us, me, once I die.” He laughs at first, but when he sees your expression, your slumped shoulders and the way you wrung your hands together, Zhongli’s heart drops to the pit of his stomach.

“That’s… a little imbalanced, don’t you think, Y/N?” He chuckles nervously. “I mean… we’ll marry, I just can’t forget my lifelong partner.” You open your arms and Zhongli, through impulse, sinks right into you. “It’s unfair, it’s unfair.”

“I wouldn’t exactly call myself lifelong now can I, Morax?” You say, lifting his face up to look at him. There was a look of pain in Zhongli’s expression- furrowed brows, a deep frown, and beautiful eyes glazed over with tears. It was supposed to be a beautiful moment- his wonderful appearance against the bright glow of sunrise, and you looking as wonderful as he. But now you both were crying, too early in the morning. It hurt you to see him this way, his strength now gone and replaced by a desperate plea to the inevitable turns of fate.

“But why?” He asks you. “Why do you want this?” You hold Zhongli’s face in your hands and wipe the tears away from his cheeks.

“I don’t want to be remembered, Morax. I don’t want to be written into history nor stories as the human the Prime of the Adepti fell in love with. I've lived my whole life as a simple person with simple dreams, and I’m so thankful to have you in my life to fulfill that but please, please promise me you’ll forget. I want you to move on more than anything. I understand how hard that may be, but all I want is for you to be happy.” The sound of defeat in your voice was enough to bring Zhongli to his knees. Can you imagine that? A human, such as you, powerful enough to bring the Prime of Adepti to your feet. He hugs you by your hips and cries silently as you run your fingers through his hair. He can’t imagine ever forgetting you, let alone you commanding him to do so. But he loved you too much now, he loved you too much to protest. Wordlessly, he nods and you sink down to the ground with him. Placing a gentle hand on Zhongli’s cheek, he melts into your palms and tries his best to atleast have this feeling engraved in his mind. 

“At least allow me to remember you,” He cries, pressing a kiss into your hands. “I and I alone. Please let me remember, I’ll suffer for your sake.” You shake your head defiantly but Zhongli only kisses you, holding your shaking body in his comforting warmth.

“You won’t be happy, then,” You say.

“I’m happier with you in my mind.” Zhongli responds. “Please, at least let me have this.” 

“And how will you move on?” You ask. Zhongli shakes his head. “How will you pass the time?”

“I don’t know.”

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[angstyaches]

Mmm, sometimes I just imagine and bathe in the angst of a sad character sitting at a table, staring at their food, unable or just unwilling to take a bite.

#things that make my brain feel fizzy #it's Shayne btw I'm talking about Shayne #just wanted to keep the post generic for other people to enjoy but #it's him it's about him #angst tropes #hurt comfort #hurt and comfort #disordered eating mention

[ace-disaster-weeb]

More tropes tier lists!

#tier list #tropes #includes love interest tropes #horror tropes #angst tropes #character tropes #Tumblr Sexyman tropes #ship tease tropes #death tropes #Shonen anime tropes #sci fi tropes #and isekai tropes

[one-real-imonkey]

I love the trope where a character has a near death experience and is in the afterlife for a small time and they’re met with a loved one who gasps “you’re not supposed to be here, not so soon” or something similar and it’s emotional and painful I love it.

#tropes #my favourite tropes #i love this #angst tropes #yes I’m alive I’m just very busy #i will get through my inbox at some point #and my drafts #i will get posting again soon #until then my TikTok is the same username and I am making stuff on there

[spicywhumper]

I think memory loss is my favorite trope because it can be super angsty but also the fluffiest this ever

#i love confused puppy-eyes characters ok? #whump tropes #angst tropes #whump community #whump #whump blog #whumpblr

[the-overanalyst]

it's always so fascinating and heartbreaking when a character in a story is simultaneously idolized and abused. a chosen prophet destined for martyrdom. a child prodigy forced to grow up too fast. a powerful warrior raised as nothing but a weapon. there's just something so uniquely messed up about singing someone's praises whilst destroying them.

#writing #writing prompt #tropes #reading #books #book tropes #angst prompt #angst #booklr #writeblr #writers on tumblr #percy jackson #the poppy war #mythology #chosen one #atla #avatar #avatar the last airbender #bungou stray dogs #yosano akiko #anime #my hero academia #todoroki shoto #neon genesis evangelion #the hunger games #10k #20k #30k #50k #100k

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

you know I will always love me a classic lovers or friends to enemies trope (preferably if they’re back to being lovers or friends again) but there’s just something about siblings to enemies / sibling rivalry trope that just hits different. because lovers (or friends) to enemies can actually result in characters permanently going their separate ways, but siblings are connected on a spiritual level — hell, they quite literally share the same blood — they can’t really permanently go their separate ways, even if they may want to. yes, they’re enemies. yes, they hate each other, but that’s their brother, that’s their sister, and no matter how much they fight, how much they make the other bleed, how much they want to convince themself that they want the other dead, they both will always be a part of each other, two sides of the same coin. so they can’t really get rid of each other (even if it’s the case where one of them ends up killing the other, they’re still carrying the guilt, the shame, the pain and the ghost of their murdered sibling with them, a part of that dead sibling will forever be inside them until the day they die and reunite with said sibling in the afterlife).

but most importantly, I will always, always be a sucker for sibling rivalry trope where the two characters hate each other, but they will always hunt down and kill anyone else who harms their sibling. the trope where both siblings take turn hurting each other, but at the end of the day, it’s their brother, it’s their sister, who gently wipes the blood off their wounds, stitch them back up and helps nurse them back to health, doesn’t matter if the injuries were inflicted by their own said sibling or someone else.

❝ at the end of the day, you’re my brother, and it will always be my job to protect and take care of you. I hate you, but I love you. I need to feel your blood on my hand, but I will burn the world down if that’s what it takes to hunt down anyone who makes my brother bleed. ❞

sibling rivalry trope just… hits different.

#henry creel #<— idc I’ll always root for the complicated sibling dynamic between him & Eleven. for me they’re siblings even if they’re not blood related #whump #sibling rivalry #angst #whump tropes #whump trope #whump prompt #whump prompts #writing #writer #writing tropes #writing trope #writing prompt #writing prompts #angst tropes #angst prompts #tropes #trope #prompt #prompts #angst trope #writing challenge #whumpblr #writeblr #whump community #writing community #writing inspo #whump blog #whump scenario

[bebx]

reblog if you’ve read fanfictions that are more professional, better written than some actual novels. I’m trying to see something

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[humunanunga]

Enough of the trope where memory loss undoes the damage or the corruption or whatever. More content where removing memories just removes the context.

The tragedy of needing to grieve and not knowing what or who you lost or why. The angst of having trauma and being denied the awareness that it's trauma. The suspense of being different somehow and left to wonder how and when. The tension of knowing that something is off and you can't find where it hurts. The Adventure Zone gets it. Kingdom Hearts gets it.

There is an aching inside you and you don't know how it got there.

#i think about xion or the stolen century and need to lay down. i'm so normal about them. #tropes #narrative tropes #memory loss #tragedy #angst #the adventure zone #taz balance #the stolen century #kingdom hearts #xion #writing #musings #hall of fame

[marrowwife]

When a character is assured enough in their own power that they are completely relaxed in dangerous situations??? When that same character becomes tense and uncomfortable in the mundane because they don't have a framework for peace?????? When they help navigate violence for another character and in return that character helps them navigate softness??????????? That's all, your honour

#tropes #character tropes #characterisation #writeblr #writing #what's that quote? #I am a weapon and weapons do not weep #yeah #I love angst

[linecoveredinjellyfish]

my favorite romance trope is like. you dont want to hurt me but i am asking you to hurt me. i need you to stab me. i need you to hit me. i need you to carve this out of me. i need you to cut something off of me. this will hurt both of us in incredible ways. yours are the only hands i trust enough to weild this knife. you do not want to hurt me. i am asking you to hurt me.

#romance tropes #fic tropes #jonmartin #because of course this is at least partially about them #it is very late and i have Feelings #angst trope #it speaks!