#whump triangle

[hereissomething]

ah yes, the toxic hate triangle

[xiaobaosnoona]

[eirenical]

Oooo whump ask! How about hypothermia for Xiaoge?

...I really wanted this to be whump for you, @fixaidea, but somehow it turned into fluff? Oops? XD

[if anyone else would like to spin the wheel and send me a prompt, here's the post!]

"Xiaoge! Xiaoge, your hands! What happened?"

Zhang Qiling let himself be led into the house, Wu Xie's worried tones following him into that badly needed warmth. It was far from normal to have snow this late in the spring, but it wasn't unheard of. He would have been fine on his own, would have known what to do to keep himself warm through the night and make his way back in the morning. But he couldn't take that chance. He could have survived... but they couldn't.

Zhang Qiling slowly shifted his arms out away from his body as it began to shiver, then just as slowly pointed towards his midsection. From inside his jacket, wrapped in his mittens, his scarf, and every spare article of clothing he could wrap around them, came several tiny, high pitched mewls.

Pangzi guided Zhang Qiling to sit on the couch, wrapped him in layers of blankets warm from the drier and a warm wool cap, then placed a cup of warm tea in his hands and ordered him to drink. Wu Xie fished through the layers at his waist, and with each layer he pealed away, the mews turned more and more strident, but strong for all their unhappiness. As he pealed away the last later, two VERY vocal kittens tumbled out into Xiaoge's lap and immediately began exploring.

Wu Xie put a hand over his face as Pangzi began laughing above them.

"You... you risked hypothermia to save a pair of kittens? Xiaoge... don't we have enough?"

One of the kittens had wormed its way back into Zhang Qiling's jacket as Wu Xie spoke, and the other now climbed up to curl up in the crook of his neck. He simply stared back at Wu Xie, a soft smile drifting across his face as the kittens began to purr. As expected, Wu Xie's face relaxed into a matching smile barely a few seconds later. "All right, all right, what's two more, I guess?"

Zhang Qiling let himself be tucked in on the couch after that, more warm blankets piled up over him and the kittens purring away, as his body temperature rose back to a more normal range.

It was a strange thing, to have a home, to have people who cared not only that he was physically able to do his job, but that he was comfortable... that he was happy. Some days it still felt like a dream. But Wu Xie was sitting by his head now, gently stroking it as he dozed, and Pangzi was tucking little warming packets in various places around the pile of blankets, and there were kitten purrs in his ear, and if this was a dream, then it was one he never wanted to wake up from.

[mirensiart]

Youve got MY brain churning now >:D

With regards to the lu x kiznaiver au, if someone is in so much pain that they pass out, do the remaining Links get an instant reprieve? The panic that would seep thru the chain if so- especially the first time it happenssss oohohoho

Im also watching the anime with a friend next week, ty for the unintentional recommendation 😂

It's such a fun concept, the brainrot is real lol!

And ooh, I would think so! Like when u pass out cause of pain, it's because the brain wants to shield u of it, so I would assume that if one of them passes out the rest would stop feeling that link's pain 🤔

The potential hurt/comfort though... you're cooking!

I actually want to rewatch the anime now too! I've watched it twice, but the last time I did was in 2017 so it's been A While lol

It's a short but fun watch, i liked the concept a lot, and I believe there's so many ways to explore it outside of what the anime did !!

I hope u enjoy it! I do remember the cast being very lovable hehe

[cutter-kirby]

actually I’m obsessed with gravity falls malevolent crossover. like for a variety of reasons but I think it’s extremely funny that both ford and arthur (both very aromantic to me) manage to garner so much homoerotic tension from both normal repressed men (fiddleford, oscar) and also from The Creature (bill, kayne… the list goes on for artie)

[eight-littlenightmares]

i have a love triangle in my book :D it is between two girls and a boy

the two girls are very very old friends. and mutually pining. Girl #1 KNOWS that she’s in love. Girl #2 knows that she loves Girl #1 in some way but doesn’t know that it’s in a romantic way.

Girl #2 and Boy are close friends. technically he’s also friends with Girl #1, and they have like an old friends with a ton of history type thing, but anyways. Girl #2 and Boy start dating.

(Girl #1 and Girl #2 are both lesbians btw. Boy is some form of aroace.)

Girl #1 is SUPER pissed at Boy for stealing her lady love. however she refrains from just outright murdering him because she’s pretty sure that that would upset Girl #2. Girl #1 is kinda suffering.

Girl #2 is also suffering. she really loves Boy, so that’s confusing because she actually loves him in a platonic way but she doesn’t really figured that out and so she’s just confused. she is in romantic love with Girl #1 but also hasn’t figured that out. plus she also hasn’t realized she’s a lesbian so it’s kinda uncomfortable being romantic with Boy and she can’t tell why yet.

Boy is actually also suffering. he REALLY loves Girl #2. like, REALLY loves her. he has co-dependency problems. however he loves Girl #2 in a platonic way, however he hasn’t really figured out how to distinguish between those feelings.

anyways. eventually Girl #1 kisses Girl #2, and Girl #2 kisses her back.

then later that night Girl #2 confesses to Boy about the kiss. they both cry but he forgives her.

EVENTUALLY. EVENTUALLY, these dumb teenagers figure things out, and Boy and Girl #2 break up, eventually becoming good friends again after the feelings cool off a bit. Girl #2 and Girl #1 get together. in the future they get married.

anyways. yes. that is the love triangle i have in my book :D

[sullyywrites]

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- Do you love tropes like friends to lovers, enemies to lovers, whump, multiple point of views, pirates, love triangles, and hurt comfort?

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If you love all of those things, check out my fantasy novel, The Queen of Golden Flame! It is a completed book I’ve been working on for the past four years and love dearly. If you find yourself interested in all of the things above, please check it out in the link below! Would love to hear some feedback!🩷

[popcorn-plots]

Medwhump Day 1 (finally lmao): under anesthesia

Summary: Years after Tony finds the cure and watches the man he loves marry the Sorcerer Supreme, Stephen decides to get the Reactor out. Tony and Wong watch him go under. Wong, stoic as always, doesn't say a word and Tony deals with his thoughts.

[Set in the Master Stark AU, where Tony Stark is a genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist, and a Master of the Mystic Arts. He also ruined his hands in a lab accident. Stephen only became a Master because he was so bored at Kamar-Taj waiting for Tony to create Badassium that he read nearly every book in the Kamar-Taj library, tagged along for a few classes, and became a Master around the same time Tony did. Fate says Tony and Stephen end up together, but Stephen has other plans. Tony falls in love with Stephen, Stephen falls in love with Wong and they get married. Tony and Stephen still remain friends, despite the unrequited love triangle that Stephen does not know about. Because he's an idiot and so is Tony.]

~

Today was the day. Stephen wasn't allowed to eat for the last 24 hours and, in solidarity, both Wong and Tony shared his fast. Now, he was scrubbing up for surgery -- as the patient, rather than the surgeon.

Tony stood outside the operating room. Stephen lay there, his legs and waist covered in a surgical drape, his head supported by the table, his arms spread out.

Stephen glanced at Tony, giving him a small smile and a thumbs up. Tony snorted, glancing away as the anesthesiologist fit the mask over Stephen's face.

Slowly, Stephen's eyes slipped closed as his breathing evened and his body relaxed. Tony folded his arms, clenching his fists. He grimaced slightly at the wave of pain from the action but didn't stop.

Wong glanced at him, but didn't say anything. He turned back to the doctors, watching them silently as they hooked Stephen up to various machines.

Tony turned away. He figured Wong would want some space with his husband in the last few seconds before he went under. Tony left the room and blinked away a tear, glancing at the wedding ring on Wong's finger.

Walking away, he couldn't help but feel like he belonged with Stephen. He wasn't a jealous man -- but sometimes... he wished things were different.

[poughkeepsies]

RAKUTEN VIKI RELEASED ALL 81 EPISODES OF JUMONG MY TIME HAS COME

[the-bar-sinister]

"People mostly write and read very character driven, specific ship focused fic, because what most people want out of fanfiction is to focus on the romance between characters they're not getting in canon so they can soak in the vibes."

Yes, absolutely. And thank hell for all the authors who write character-driven, ship focused fic for us to soak in the vibes to.

But also…

thank hell for all the authors who write angst, whump, and hurt no comfort, for us to luxuriate in blorbo's hurt and pain and cry or cackle.

thank hell for all the authors who write cheating, love triangles and affairs for us to consume large quantities of popcorn to and yell 'oh no, they didn't'.

thank hell for all the authors who write case fic, mission fic, and intricate, plot-driven stories to replicate the feel of canon, when canon has stopped or gone wrong.

thank hell for all the authors who write 'fix it' fics when canon has betrayed us with bad vibes, plot holes and deaths.

thank hell for all the authors who write poly ships when what we need is just for everyone to get along and screw instead of screw up.

thank hell for all the authors who write gen fic when we're not interested in romance.

thank hell for all the authors in fandom, and all the wonderful, different kinds of fanfiction they write for us.

[andtheny]

[destieltropecollection]

Destiel Trope Collection 2024 Masterlist

Thank you to everyone who joined in this year; there was a total of 236 fics this year which is a great result! Remember to kudo and comment where you can and show our authors some love ♥

Day 1 | Angst with Happy Ending Day 2 | Idiots in Love Day 3 | Friends to Lovers Day 4 | Hurt/Comfort Day 5 | Touch-Starved Day 6 | Canon Divergent Day 7 | Bed Sharing Day 8 | Fake Married for a Case Day 9 | Empty Rescue Day 10 | Wing Fic Day 11 | Enemies to Lovers Day 12 | Fake Dating Day 13 | Case Fic Day 14 | Soulmates Day 15 | Witch Magic or Curses Day 16 | Secret Relationship Day 17 | Roommates Day 18 | Amnesia Day 19 | Two-Person Love Triangle Day 20 | Canon Compliant Day 21 | Cowboy!AU/Ranch Day 22 | Omegaverse Day 23 | Established Relationship Day 24 | Fluff Day 25 | Firsts Day 26 | BDSM Day 27 | Single parent AU Day 28 | Coffee Shop AU Day 29 | Murder Husbands Day 30 | Whump Day 31 | Cabin Fic

[matcha-milkies]

LIKE AN OLEANDER

Summary: Bill Cipher needs a footstool and a thoroughly Stockholmed Ford is happy to oblige.

Relationships: Bill Cipher & Ford Pines, Pyronica is there too

Content Warnings: Abuse, Master/Pet, Psychological Torture/Horror/Trauma, Stockholm Syndrome, Victim Blaming, Sensory Deprivation

Tags: Triangle Bill, Canon Divergence - Weirdmageddon, Bill Cipher Wins, Collars, Chains, Whump, Hurt No Comfort, Bill Cipher is a Jerk

Word Count: 1,306

Link to AO3: Here

A/N: Based on @jellyskink’s immaculate Domesticated Ford AU, in which Bill mentally breaks Ford in the 1980s and brainwashes him into an obedient and fawning pet. Weirdmageddon started early, and over time the weirdness bubble surrounding Gravity Falls naturally expanded to contain both California and Oregon. If you want to learn more, there’s a lot more tidbits on their blog, though fair warning it’s a pretty dark and sad AU.

Thank you, jellyskink, for giving me the green light to write a fic for this!

I saw someone say this au is “all pain, no sex” which is really at the heart of what I look for in fics, but is so painstakingly absent in most fandoms, so this is a godsend •⩊•

If you haven’t listened to “Oleander” by Mother Mother what are you even doing with your life /lh

Bill Cipher is in a particularly good mood today. He and Pyronica probably broke a record for largest bonfire in California, even counting all their previous antics over the years. Not the dream demon’s most creative endeavor by a long shot, but hey, sometimes you just gotta start a blazing inferno to let off some steam. Nothing wrong with a bit of simple, straightforward arson now and then.

It’s only when he returns to the Fearamid, practically glowing, buzzing and high off the screams of the innocent, that he remembers the state he left Sixer in.

The man is in a kneeling position, collared by the neck. His hair, fluffy and disheveled, feathers down to around his shoulders, brushing against the cruel blue metal. His twelve fingers twitch and grasp at nothing, futilely, as though groping for purchase on a rugged cliffside. His purple sweater is rumpled in places, like he had pulled and grabbed at that too, to no evident avail. He’s whimpering to himself, words that are at first indiscernible as Bill enters the massive chamber.

The scientist is tethered to a ring near the base of the Throne of Frozen Human Agony, staring vacantly into the middle space, unseeing. It’s not his fault. Bill severed all input from his optic nerves, so he literally can’t see. Or hear. Or feel. Yeah, he cut off those nerves too. It was supposed to be a punishment that lasted a few hours. And then Bill had left and gotten carried away with his fun, and well, it had been an entire day.

Whoops.

Make no mistake, he doesn’t feel bad about it. If anything, it’s kind of funny, like forgetting to feed your dog! Wait. Humans don’t find that funny. Well, who can expect them to understand the emotions of an all-powerful chaos god? He draws closer, and the previously indiscernible words sharpen into clarity.

“I love you, my muse. I love you.”

Repeated ad nauseam to the uncaring void.

“Aww,” Bill clasps his hands together and brings them closer to his eye. “He’s so pathetic!” Pyronica, who came in with him, nods her agreement and laughs along. This must be what it’s like to catch your puppy mid-dream, its little tongue lolling and leg kicking at nothing.

He can’t remember whether he instructed his pet to repeat those words or not. Honestly, it’s anyone’s guess. Bill’s will and Ford’s are so inextricable at this point that Ford often does things without needing to be told. Of course, they’re not entirely on the same wavelength, or else punishment wouldn’t be required in the first place.

“Eh, remind me to snap him out of it in another half an hour,” Bill says, settling himself on the throne. With a wave of an arm he summons a martini glass. “I’m gonna have myself a drink.”

“Sure thing, boss.” He summons a glass for her too, and hipshot, she accepts. “Hey, you think we should’ve put the fire out before we left?”

They both share a hearty chuckle over that. “Would be a shame if it all burned down!” Bill sighs as the laughter dies down. “Nah, but seriously. California will still be there for us to play with tomorrow. And if it isn’t, we can always just rebuild it! In my image! Ha!”

“Yeah. Technically the fires are my image though.”

“Touché!”

They talk for a while, maybe 20 minutes or so in this fashion, casually sipping time punch and discussing unnatural disasters like they’re music festivals. Ford goes completely untouched and unnoticed, until suddenly Bill returns his attention to the human, and a light bulb goes off next to his hat.

“Wait. Do you wanna see something hysterical? I have the best idea.”

Every sensation returns to Ford at once in a flood of color, touch and sound. Sometimes, when Bill is feeling merciful, he eases him back into it, but his merciful moods are few and far between. More commonly, he likes to toss the scientist in the deep end and watch him flounder, tears quickly beading at the corners of Ford’s eyes and spilling fatly over his cheeks. His body convulses in a singular, broken sob, and before he can finish another apologetic, “I love you,” Bill hits him with a hard command.

“Stanford! I need a footstool!” The demon extends his legs and wiggles his feet a little. He whistles as though beckoning a dog. “Come ‘ere!”

Despite his disorientation, Ford rushes to obey, lurching in the direction of Bill’s voice and falling flat on his face. Shakenly, he picks himself off the ground, letting loose a singular groan.

“I’m still waiting!” Bill sings, swinging his legs a little for effect. Pyronica snickers. Ford tries again, following the sound of his muse’s voice, although he is quickly dismayed to find that he’s already reached the end of his chain. He falls just short of Bill’s feet, and no matter how he chokes himself, no matter how hard he tugs at the collar or the chain attached, he can’t go any further than this. His distress is evident in the way he keens.

“What are you doing?” Bill demands, rolling his eye. “All I asked for was a simple footstool and you can’t even do that? Bad! Bad dog!” Ford sobs.

“I-I’m sorry, my muse!” he rasps, the cold metal of the collar pressing in on his windpipe as he strains to obey. “I’m so sorry!”

Pyronica is practically in stitches at this point, and Bill is a showman, a class clown ever chasing the next laugh. “Are you really though?” His eye wanes to an amused crescent. “Do you even love me, if you can’t even follow a command as simple as this?”

“Yes!” Ford insists with a cry. “Yes, my muse, I love you! I’m sorry that I’m so useless… Please, please forgive me…”

“Why should I? Do you think you deserve forgiveness?”

“N- No,” Ford sniffs, “but—”

“Alright, alright. Since I’m in such a good mood, I’ll give you a hand.” Bill waves his hand in a circle and the chain elongates, allowing just enough slack for Ford to crawl under his waiting feet. Bill settles them heavily on top of Ford’s back and sighs. “Ahh, that’s better.” The man shakes under the weight.

“Thank you, my muse,” he says. Normally, he would be a lot happier about serving Bill like this, but he’s clearly still torn up over his recent punishment and failures. “Thank you so much.”

“Don’t mention it, kid!” Bill rests his hands behind his ‘head,’ or rather, the tip of his topmost vertex. “Maybe after this, if you’re good, you can have a treat.”

“R- Really? Oh, thank you so much, my muse. I promise I’ll be good.” His voice is still wavery from the earlier-shed tears, but his cheer seems to be returning. It’s not difficult to keep the man happy when he’s so thoroughly and hopelessly smitten with his muse. Bill could have Pyronica drop-kick Ford off the top of the Fearamid right now and when he reached the bottom he would find a way to smile and thank Bill, no matter how many broken pieces he was in.

“Yeah. Now shut up while I get some reading in. Hasn’t anyone ever told you footstools don’t talk? Sheesh.” With a sigh, Bill summons an extradimensional magazine and floats it in front of his eye, every so often flipping through the pages. Pyronica says she’s off to see what Teeth and Keyhole are up to, and Bill acknowledges her departure with a little grunt and wave. Ford stifles a whimper. His back has already been giving him issues lately, and this definitely isn’t helping matters, but he soldiers through it for his muse. He’s determined not to mess up again. He’s determined to be a good footstool.

A/N: This is my first time writing from Bill’s perspective! I don’t usually write him this cruel, so it was a fun change of pace to lean full force into that side of him. Thanks again, jellyskink, I hope you liked this little installment!

[suzukiblu]

I love when you write Tim/Match, usually it involves Kon too, but there’s something just a little fucked up about Tim/Match that’s fun to think about… only 13 fics on ao3 and you’re two of them…

I am SO surprised more people don't do Tim/Match, if only because it'd be so easy to whump Tim via it, or at least do some love triangle shit like canon half-assedly attempted pulling with Cassie? And fandom LOVES whumping Tim, it's like one of their fave pastimes! What the heck, guys, what's going on over there, y'all are missing a GOLDEN opportunity!

[hils79]

Hils Watches Tibetan Sea Flower - Ep 1

Yeah, sorry to The Spirealm but I've been very upfront about my intention to drop everything as soon as Tibetan Sea Flower came out.

I wasn't expecting it to drop overnight while I was asleep with zero warning but here we are. The DMBJ fandom is the embodiment of chaos and that extends to the way they release things too.

Also apologies to Choi San. I was going to gif you today but, well, see the above.

Apparently the official English title for this is Adventures Behind the Bronze Door but we've all been calling it Tibetan Sea Flower forever and that's also the title of the novella so I'm using that for my liveblogs. I'll use both titles in the tags.

Right, I've rambled enough. I'm going in.

Oh, god, I'm not ready.

Okay, first of all OMG LOOK AT HIS CUTE LITTLE FACE! But, also, I love that this flashback has him still looking older than he does in the retirement era movies

I mean he is not a skilled tomb raider, this is true. That doesn't stop him from trying though

Wait, that's the baby triangle! Are you telling me a 27 year old and a 44 year old are playing a character at the same age? I know I shouldn't expect logic from DMBJ but come on

Wait, is this a completely different actor? At first I thought they'd just used special effects to make Zhang Luyi look younger but I don't think that's actually him at all

Aww it's nice to see Wang Bowen back too. I do enjoy his Pangzi

Okay, but why is Young Pangzi being played by the same person who played retirement age Pangzi in the movies. MAKE IT MAKE SENSE!

I don't know who this is because the drama doesn't even had a MDL page yet but I like him. He's a good baby Wu Xie. Look at his little face when Pangzi says they need to go and see if Xiaoge is still alive or not

There's our special boy!

Starting with the whump early. Love to see it.

Only 20 mins into the first episode and Pangzi is crying because he thinks he found Xiaoge's body. I'm fine. This is fine.

FFS I know he's not dead and this is still devastating

Take a drink! It's the standard DMBJ hallucination!

Oh, not even that! It was all a dream!

Bleeding himself to lower his heart rate enough to fake being dead is definitely a very Xiaoge thing to do

I guess that's one way of describing what happened

Is he...using his architecture skills to map out the Zhang ancestral home that he went to? IS HE DOING ACTUAL ARCHITECTURE?

And wipe out an entire family so it was safe for Xiaoge when he got out, but we don't need to mention that small detail

I do like that this one shot shows you how obsessed and unhinged Wu Xie was during the time Xiaoge was gone

AH HAH! Now he's Zhang Luyi!

SURPRISE JI XIAOBING XIAO HUA????

A NEW XIUXIU??? Everything happens so much!

Baby, do you know what franchise you're in?

So weird seeing Xiaoge without his hood

Well, that was a lot. And I still have another 2 episodes to watch. Good thing it's a bank holiday here today

[alienoresimagines]

In honor of reaching 1000 fics on the Clegan AO3 tag, here's a list of all the answers I got for "What tropes/hc would you like to see more of in Clegan fics?" 😊

1,000 fics is huuuge, and they're all so amazing so congrats to us 🥰 I'm proud to have contributed for 9 fics and hopefully many more in the future ❤️ But, as it is a huge number, it can be a bit daunting to write something that has never been written before, or that doesn't seem as popular. Is this story worth being written? Will people read it? The answer to these two questions is YES, ABSOLUTELY 🥹❤️ There will always be people to read the fics you write, even if it's a trope/storyline you haven't seen before 🥹 Write that story! Create that AU! Launch a new rarepair! 💕

Things you'd like to see more of in Clegan fics :

Ideas and HCs :

Fics set in Flight School

More friendships between the Buckies and the other guys (i.e. Gale and Rosie)

Competent!Gale

Romantic clichés

(Pathetic) Love triangles

Gale Whump

Gale's guilt at leaving John behind during the march and John comforting him

Gale breaking down/John taking care of him

Exploration of the Buckies navigating the return to civilian life with unhealthy coping mechanisms and PTSD, but slowly healing together and realizing that as long as they have the other, everything is worth it

Post-war fluff

The Buckies adopting/taking care of a child post-war

Smut where one of them is inexperienced and the other guides/teaches him

Mentions of bodyhair during smut, especially for Gale

AUs :

College AU

Coffeeshop AU

Tropes :

Enemies to Lovers Trope

Only One Bed Trope

Mutual pining

I hope it can inspire some writers to write the stories they've always thought about but have never written because they thought nobody would be interested, or merely inspire someone looking for an idea 🥰

My askbox is always open if you want to send more of these, I'll update the list asap ❤️ Check the reblogs for edit!

What are some tropes/hc you'd like to see more of in Clegan fics?