#IS that a trope?

[theshadowrealmitself]

Fucking love fics where a strong ass character has to have bodyguards and they’re just like “?? no???” and are just so angry cat about it the whole time

[self-conscious-author]

I love me a fictional man who is smitten, love-struck, whipped, absolutely devoted to his woman. He worships the ground she walks on. He has cartoon heart eyes and hears angels singing every time she smiles. She is the most beautiful and precious thing in the world. She is a goddess among men and everyone is unworthy to be in her presence. He’ll kill you if you look at her funny.

[xocalliexo]

After (TLOU Part 2 Spoilers)

Takes place immediately after Joel dies in part 2. This is not a Joel x Reader, it's just a comforting thought of what happened after Joel died.

I thought of this over the weekend and decided to write it today in about 10 minutes. It's definitely not the best, but I am surprisingly proud of it. I hope everyone enjoys! Please like/reblog/comment; it would mean the world to me.

Everything hurt.

             And not the normal hurt. Not his back, not his knees. No, this was pain he had never felt before.

            It was almost equal to the mental pain he felt when he lost Sarah. When he thought he saw her in the streets of Jackson. But not quite.

            He didn’t pay much attention to who was hitting him, didn’t think there was much of a reason to. His mind started to go to Ellie, but as soon as it drifted to her, he started to feel… peaceful.

            Like something comforting was overcoming him.

            Then it was dark.

            Then there was light.

            “Dad!” Joel froze. He knew that voice. One he tried his very best to never forget. Turning around slowly, Joel came face to face with Sarah.

            “Wh-“

            “I was waiting for you! It’s weird. It feels like I’ve been waiting forever, but at the same time it felt like yesterday was the last time I saw you.”

            Joel was racking his brain. He realized he was in the afterlife. He wasn’t sure if it was Heaven, but he knew it wasn’t Hell because he knew his sweet Sarah would never be anywhere near it.

            As soon as he realized this, he gathered Sarah into his arms. He doesn’t know how long he held her for, but he reckoned it didn’t matter now.

            “Darlin’, I can’t believe this. I didn’t think I’d ever get to see you again!” he exclaimed, pulling away to hold her face in his hands.

            “And why not? There’s no way you could handle being without me forever!” Sarah joked.

            Joel grinned and felt more at peace than he had in a very, very long time.

            Sarah grabbed his hand and started to lead him forward. “Dad, I have so many people who have been talking about you! They told me some really interesting stories about the things you did after the outbreak. But I get it. You had to survive. You did what you were supposed to do, and now you can rest.”

            Joel felt the tears rush into his eyes as he trailed along with his baby girl. In front of him he saw all the ones he loved and lost before and after the outbreak. Joel knew he was where he was supposed to be. He didn’t even feel worried about Ellie or Tommy. He knew that they would complete what they were supposed to do. That one day he would see them again.

            “I’m so glad you were here to greet me, baby girl,” Joel said with a soft smile.

            “I wouldn’t have it any other way,” Sarah said with a matching grin.

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[skipppppy]

I think she’d respect his methodology

[out-of-jams]

REVERSE TROPE WRITING PROMPTS

Too many beds

Accidentally kidnapping a mafia boss

Really nice guy who hates only you

Academic rivals except it’s two teachers who compete to have the best class

Divorce of convenience

Too much communication

True hate’s kiss (only kissing your enemy can break a curse)

Dating your enemy’s sibling

Lovers to enemies

Hate at first sight

Love triangle where the two love interests get together instead

Fake amnesia

Soulmates who are fated to kill each other

Strangers to enemies

Instead of fake dating, everyone is convinced that you aren’t actually dating

Too hot to cuddle

Love interest CEO is a himbo/bimbo who runs their company into the ground

Nursing home au

[not-avril]

The trope I appreciate very much

[bebx]

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

[prokopetz]

The real reason your sapient dragon character needs a "rider":

Dragons on the wing are vulnerable to being mobbed by smaller, more agile flyers, particularly in your large rear blind spot, like a bird of prey being mobbed by crows. Having a human armed with a long spear perched on your back helps to dissuade anyone from getting any funny ideas.

Breath weapons are impressive enough on the ground, but in flight they're really only good for strafing stationary targets; trying to use your breath weapon in an aerial dogfight is a good way to get fire up your nose. A real fight calls for sterner measures – and, concomitantly, a crew to aim and reload the cannons.

In today's competitive world, it's not enough to devour a flock of sheep and call it a day if you want to keep your edge. You're accompanied at all times by a qualified personal alchemist tasked with carefully regulating your internal furnace to ensure peak performance, and sometimes you even listen to them.

No dragon of any quality would be caught dead without their valet. It's not as though you can announce your numerous long-winded titles yourself when introductions are called for, can you? You suppose next you'll be expected to pick up the spoils of your conquests yourself, like a common brigand. Perish the thought!

[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.

[your-absent-father]

I think people misunderstand "x fell first, y fell harder " trope because it's not about like the one who fell harder loves the other person harder. It's just that the one who fell first falls in a graceful way, one step at the time, maybe gradually over a span of time. The one who fell harder smashes trough the air, there's blood everywhere, everything is fine-

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

feeling called out today

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[sam-glade]

My favourite trope has to be:

I sacrificed myself to save you. I didn't plan to survive. I burnt all the bridges. I intended to break your heart with my death, but that would be all right, because I wouldn't be around to see you. I pretended that you'll mourn me for a while and move on. I convinced myself I was going down in the blaze of glory. That my deed was appreciated. That everything was going to be all right afterwards, and I didn't need to be there to see it.

But I survived. And now I have to look you in the eye. I have to pick up the pieces of the life I shattered and figure out how to put it back together. If it can be done at all.

[ukrainian-groove-metal]

I love the "came back wrong" trope but from the opposite side.

Imagine you are dead. And then you are RIPPED from the embrace of decay into the world of the living again. Your memories are hazy and you don't recognize any of these people, but they act like they're close to you? Like they love you? So you try to get your memories back, to act like you belong here, but everybody tries to forget you died. And you can't. It is omnipresent. And just trying to grapple with that fact pushes the people who "love" you away, and they're incapable of understanding, and they're so confused, what's wrong N̶̄̀O̶͛͗T̷̉́ ̷͋͝Y̴̎̌Ȍ̴̈U̸̓R NÄM̴̃͑E̵̾̇? And you just need them to understand, you aren't that person! You aren't! You don't know who that person is! You don't know why any of this is happening, but they're unwilling to bend, they keep insisting you are that person, your memories will come back, everything will be normal again, and you want to scream and cry and claw yourself open to show them you're different. Your existence as a being wholly separate from whoever you "used to be" is a sin unto itself. All you can do is scrabble for life and to them, you're killing whoever they loved to do it.

just. lots of fun in that concept, you know?

[notherpuppet]

Three darling daughters #girldad

[psyduckz]

time loop wrapped

failed to save a loved one 8402 times

punched your boss in the nuts 13 times

arrested 329 times

died by falling down a manhole twice

binged 178 tv shows

you spent 328500 minutes in the loop. that’s over 7 months nonstop!

top 10% of time loopers worldwide

[jadedanddark]

I died but I came back exactly the same. You though, I came back and you were wrong. Did the fact of my dying really damage you that much? Was bringing me back worth what it cost you? Would it have been better to just leave me?