Nini

carefree zone

[aetsiv]

i think because of the whole "writers write for themselves" notion that's becoming increasingly popularized, people forget that we still thrive off interaction and kindness. i write for myself but kudos and comments and bookmarks and really any sort of interaction with my fics genuinely motivates me to keep writing and keep sharing my works.

[evilwriter37]

I write for myself.

I post for community.

[bludraws094]

i love fake plot holes

little inconsistencies that at first you assume "oh, the author must have fucked up", but then later on you realize that no, it was on purpose, they wanted you to think they fucked up but they hadnt

[masterboa]

related: when you think "this has Implications the author didn't think about" and then it turns out the author was thinking about them the whole time

[squisheeworld]

When people doubt my AuDHD Super Planning™

[thepromptswhisperer]

"You're blushing." Prompts

“You’re blushing.” “Yeah, so? Never seen anyone fall for your charm before?”

“Are you okay? You look a little…” “I’m fine!”

A tries to hide their blush from B by turning their head away, but the latter doesn’t let them.

“I can’t help it (when you look at me like that).”

“Are you actually blushing?” “No! Shut up.”

“You, uhh… You… Sorry. I didn’t mean to make you… I mean…”

A smiles fondly when B starts to blush and draws them closer, allowing them to hide in their embrace.

“Awww. Did I fluster you?”

“This never happened, do you understand?! If I find out you mentioned this to anyone, I’ll…”

It appears A made B blush, and in response their own cheeks heat up.

“Stoooop. Stop making me all…” “All… what?”

“Just admit that…” (e.g. you like when I look at you like that.)

A has never blushed when they asked that question/made such a comment before. (Before what?/Has something changed?)

“… You’ll never let me live this down, will you?”

A touches their own heated cheeks (, maybe to confirm that they really are blushing. Not that they didn’t already know.)

“Why am I blushing?!”

A and B try to figure out who can make the other person blush first/the hardest.

“I call bullshit. There’s no way you never blush. No way.”

“Months/Years later, and you still make me blush.”

“I’m not blushing. It’s from the cold.” “Yeah. Sure.”

“Sorry. I just... like seeing that I have an effect on you, I guess.”

“God. You look adorable/etc. (when you’re blushing).”

A is curious/confused/etc. Once, they easily were able to make B blush. Nowadays, it seems almost impossible.

“You’re blushing.” “So are you.”

[promptcalender]

Drunk Writing Prompts

“Stop making that face. I can't tell if you're about to kiss me or throw up.”   “Maybe I'll do both.”   “Please don't.”

“You're way too sober to be looking at me like that.”

“Want to see me climb that?”   “I do, but as the sober one I sadly need to be responsible here.”

[tries to open a bottle but instead falls asleep with it unopened in arms, cradled like a baby]

“You taste like trouble.”   “I taste like gin.”   “Yeah.”

“I can't say what I am thinking about right now, because you'll think it's the booze speaking.”

“Truth.”   “Who here do you have a crush on?”   “We're literally married.”

“Can I tell you something that I'm usually too afraid to say?”

“How much booze is in this drink?”   “Care to take a gamble by trusting me?” 

“We can blame this on the wine tomorrow, yeah?”

“Are you a sad drunk? Aw, man, you are, aren't you? C'mere.”   “[sniffles] Sorry…”

“I'm going to tell them I love them and I'm probably going to regret it tomorrow.”

“Where the hell did your shirt go?”   “I was hot!”   “And now you are hot.”

[Prompt Calender: November 26th, DrinksGiving]

[luna-azzurra]

Soft Prompts to Make You YEARN PART TWO

✭ the way they tuck a strand of your hair behind your ear like it’s instinct, like they didn’t even realize their hand moved until it was already touching you.

✭ sitting together on the floor while rain taps the windows, and they lean their head against your shoulder just to “rest for a second”… but they don’t move again.

✭ them offering you their scarf and wrapping it around you themselves, fingers brushing your neck a little too gently for “just keeping you warm.”

✭ you reaching for something at the same time, fingers colliding, both of you freezing like you accidentally triggered a spell.

✭ “hold still,” they whisper, fixing your necklace or brushing something off your face with such focus it feels like prayer.

✭ walking side-by-side, your hands swing just close enough to graze every few steps, until one of you finally, quietly, hooks a pinky around the other’s.

✭ the soft exhale they let out when you laugh. like they’d been holding their breath the whole time without noticing.

✭ them draping a blanket around your shoulders from behind, not saying anything, just lingering a second longer than necessary.

✭ sitting knees-to-knees while they teach you something with their hands, guiding yours gently, slowly, like the whole world is balanced between your palms.

[writing-prompt-s]

The Time Machine was backwards traveling only, and now your stuck in the Medieval Times. You pull out your phone, expecting it to be nonfunctional, but instead find it to be working fine, and the date on the Home Screen reading “October 12th, 952”.

[cosmicisbored]

personal favorite trope of mine

[sowlmates]

best friends to lovers is about DEVOTION it's about CODEPENDENCY it's about the intimacy of being known and being seen it's about holding someone so close to your heart you forget where you end and where they begin it's about knowing the worst parts about someone and loving them not only despite but FOR it

[sentientsky]

characters going “we were lovers once”: eh, it’s okay i guess. it’s nice enough

characters going “we were friends once”: absolutely devastating. one hit knockout i’m gone

[luna-azzurra]

Grumpy x Sunshine Writing dynamic

The Grumpy One will...

✧ sigh like it’s a full-time job ✧ complain about everything but still do it, perfectly, and say “whatever” when you compliment them ✧ give death glares to strangers who get too close to their Sunshine ✧ say “I don’t care” while caring deeply but with unnecessary rage ✧ pretend they hate affection and then melt when it’s given freely ✧ grunt instead of saying thank you ✧ roll their eyes at your chaos, but be ready to throw hands if someone else even thinks about insulting you ✧ act emotionally constipated but write your name with little stars in their notes app ✧ be a walking contradiction: "no I don’t like anyone" / "except this one very specific ray of light who makes my chest hurt"

The Sunshine One will...

✧ talk to a cashier for 30 seconds and suddenly know their star sign and life goals ✧ bring snacks for everyone. Every. Time. ✧ get excited over things like ladybugs, Halloween socks, or bubble tea ✧ touch the Grumpy One constantly like it’s their oxygen ✧ say “I love you” with their whole soul, three days into friendship ✧ make playlists labeled things like “vibes for when the world is too loud” and “songs to cry to but gently” ✧ force the Grumpy One to wear party hats and they let it happen ✧ see the best in people even when the evidence is… unconvincing ✧ cry during cute dog commercials ✧ take exactly zero hints and make everything personal in the best way

Together they will...

✧ argue about everything except the things that matter ✧ have conversations like:  Grumpy: “You’ll get kidnapped if you keep trusting people.”  Sunshine: “You’d murder anyone who tried.” ✧ have inside jokes that started with them almost fighting ✧ be the emotional equivalent of a thunderstorm hugging a sunflower ✧ melt into each other like puzzle pieces that should not work but somehow do ✧ accidentally learn how to be better people through sheer chaotic contrast ✧ be the “looks like they could kill you / is a cinnamon roll” meme IRL ✧ have late-night “I don’t know how to be soft” confessions ✧ become each other’s home, because no one else gets it the way they do ✧ change each other. Forever. Whether they mean to or not.

[luna-azzurra]

You know it’s good writing when even you didn’t see that plot twist coming.

[luna-azzurra]

Ways I Write a Woman...

➤ Who’s Tired of Being Talked Over

You ever watch someone hold in a scream behind their teeth? That’s her, constantly.

✧ She starts choosing her words like landmines. Each one is sharp, controlled, and timed like a threat. She’s learned that being polite won’t get her listened to, but sounding like you might flip a table will. ✧ She’s mastered the art of the silence that feels loud. Doesn’t fill awkward gaps. Just lets the discomfort sit in the air like smoke. ✧ She explains things with forced calm, the kind that sounds like a teacher asking a second-grade class why the hamster is missing. ✧  She notices interruptions like bruises. She doesn’t react to them anymore, not out loud. But you can bet she counts them. ✧ She repeats herself less. Not because they understood her the first time. Because they never listened anyway. ✧ She’s learned how to weaponize eye contact. Not in a sexy way. In a “I will set this boardroom on fire with my mind” way. ✧ Her voice only shakes when she’s deciding if it’s worth the explosion.

➤ Who’s Been Called ‘Too Much’ Her Whole Life

She isn’t too much. She’s just tired of shrinking for people who were never going to make room anyway.

✧ She says the thing you’re not supposed to say. Then stares at you to see what you’ll do with it. ✧ She’s loud with her laugh, loud with her grief, loud with her love, because if she’s going to be punished for being “extra,” she might as well be honest about it. ✧ She over-explains. Over-apologizes. Then catches herself and stops halfway through the sentence. ✧  She tries to “tone it down” and ends up sounding like a censored version of herself, bland, miserable, unfinished. ✧ She edits her texts four times, deletes the paragraph, sends “haha ok :)” instead. ✧ She keeps her hands busy because otherwise they’d be doing something reckless. ✧  She overcompensates with sarcasm and then goes home and wonders if everyone hates her. ✧  She’s loved fiercely. Regretted it more fiercely. ✧  She walks into a room like she owns it, and then spends the entire time wondering if she should have stayed home.

➤ Who Wants to Be Soft but Doesn’t Feel Safe

She's gentle, but that gentleness lives under twenty layers of armor. And most people never even get past the first. ✧  She’s careful with her compliments, she knows how people weaponize kindness. ✧  She keeps her vulnerability behind locked doors and guards them with jokes, sarcasm, and “I’m just tired.” ✧ She’ll comfort others like she was born to do it, but flinch if someone offers her the same. ✧ She avoids mirrors on bad days. Eye contact on good ones. ✧ She cries where no one can see. Car bathrooms. Locked bedrooms. Grocery store parking lots at night. ✧ She doesn’t ask for help. Not because she doesn’t need it, but because the last time she did, it came with a price. ✧ She’s soft with animals, with children, with strangers, but not herself. Never herself. ✧ She daydreams about being taken care of, then immediately gets mad at herself for wanting something so “weak.” ✧ She wants love, but she’s terrified of being known. Because if someone really saw her? What if they didn’t stay?

And if you’re sitting there reading all of that thinking, “God, I don’t even know how to write women like this…” Please know: you’re not alone. Like, really not alone.

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So many people struggle with this, not because they don’t care, but because no one ever really taught them how to see women as people first.

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Love u All!!🖤

[luna-azzurra]

Character/Story Tropes We Need More Of #2

☾ Characters who overthink every conversation and spiral for days but still manage to be leaders because anxiety and strategy are lowkey cousins.

☾ The “cool” character who is actually just socially oblivious and good at pretending to know what’s going on. They're two "uh-huh"s away from a breakdown.

☾ The mentor figure who is alive, well, and sticks around instead of tragically dying to “motivate” the main character. They just help. With boundaries.

☾ Characters who aren’t hot but think they are, and that confidence is just delusional enough to make it work.

☾ “Found family” but they’re all annoying in different ways and have group chats full of memes and passive-aggressive scheduling conflicts.

☾ Introverts who fall in love with OTHER introverts. No chaotic extrovert dragging them to parties. Just two tired people sitting quietly and not touching.

☾ Characters who start the story bitter, cynical, and done, but slowly get softer, not because someone “fixes” them, but because they feel safe enough to thaw.

☾ People who don’t know how to flirt so they’re just like, “Want to see this weird bug I found?” and it WORKS.

☾ The chosen one who only got picked because the real chosen one skipped town and they were the next eligible idiot.

☾ Characters who just don’t want closure. They’re like, “nah, I’ll live with the emotional mess, thanks.” And they do. Functionally. Somehow.

☾ Best friends who fall in love without angst, just one day like, “Hey, you wanna kiss?” and the other goes “Yeah, sure,” and that’s the whole arc.

☾ Characters with big, scary reputations who are actually just anxious little freaks that got misinterpreted and now it’s too late to fix it.

☾ The side character who’s clearly too smart to be here and is plotting their way out of this narrative in the background.

☾ Characters with hobbies that have nothing to do with the plot. Like the villain who’s also really into pottery or birdwatching.

☾ Enemies-to-allies with NO romantic tension. They hate each other. Then they work together. Still hate each other. End of arc.

[jackkdaniels]

extremely good trope: injured character sees their own blood on someone else who's otherwise unscathed and gives a concerned "are you hurt?" double points if they're so injured they're barely lucid

[luna-azzurra]

Things That Are Attractive to Read About a Woman Doing...

⭒ Fixing her lipstick in the mirror without looking away from you, like she knows exactly where your eyes are and likes it.

⭒ Running her fingers through her hair after something messy, like she’s resetting herself, but somehow it makes you want to ruin her again.

⭒ Laughing with her head thrown back, completely unbothered, like nothing in the world could touch her unless she lets it.

⭒ Pulling her sleeves over her hands when she’s cold, then slipping her fingers into yours without asking.

⭒ Looking up at you from under her lashes like she’s debating whether you’re worth her time... and you want to earn it.

⭒ Sitting on a countertop, legs swinging, sipping something strong and looking at you like she’s already decided how this night ends.

⭒ Stretching with zero self-consciousness, back arched, shirt riding up, like she forgot you were watching, or didn’t care.

⭒ Standing way too close when she’s arguing with you, eyes locked, voice low, like the fight’s just foreplay.

⭒ Smudging mascara under her eyes after a long night, and somehow looking even hotter wrecked than she did going out.

⭒ Catching you staring and not looking away, just raising a brow like yeah?

⭒ Curling up in your hoodie and making it look criminally better than you ever did.

⭒ Putting on jewelry in the mirror, slow and focused, like each ring and clasp is armor, and she’s about to start a war.

⭒ Dancing alone, headphones in, eyes closed, completely lost in her own world, and you’d sell your soul to be let in.

[ibajo256]

[corvusalbus93]

[carco5a]

personally i’m a fan of when a story is like. the love was there. unfortunately. this all could have actually gone a lot easier for everyone if the love hadn’t been there but here we are