jude

21 ★ any pronouns ★ writer requests are open!

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jude’s masterlist and introduction!

hi guys! okay so i haven’t posted in a hot minute but i’m kind of giving my profile a reset if that makes sense. i don’t want to write as many fandom blurbs but more along the lines of my writing drafts that i have been working on for my creative writing major :]

anyways, if you haven’t met me before then hello! my name is jude, i’m 21, i use any pronouns, and i love writing!

I TAKE REQUESTS!! i would love to hear what you’d like to read as far as little blurbs here and there, so please feel free to send a request to my inbox! usually for my blurbs i just use random names i come up with, but if you send a request asking for certain names to be used i can definitely do so!

finally, here is my masterlist!:

- writing prompts

- nathan and evelyn

- elias and naomi

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CW: mentions of past sa, angst/fluff

They had spent months learning each other in fragments. Not because they didn’t want closeness, but because both of them carried the kind of hurt that turned affection into something fragile.

Something dangerous.

So their relationship became careful in the beginning. Elias learned that Naomi hated being startled awake. Naomi learned that Elias never sat with his back to a door in crowded places. They learned to speak softly when the other looked too far away. They learned how to share silence without forcing conversation into it.

Touch came last.

At first it was accidental things—her knee brushing his beneath café tables, his hand steadying her elbow when she slipped on wet sidewalks. Then intentional things: pinkies hooking together during movies, her head resting against his shoulder for exactly three minutes before she pulled away apologetically.

He never pushed.

That was what made her trust him.

Elias had this quiet patience about him, like he understood there were locked doors inside people that could not be kicked open. Sometimes Naomi would catch him looking at her with something soft and aching in his eyes, but he never demanded explanations for the panic that occasionally flickered across her face when someone touched her unexpectedly.

He just stayed.

And eventually, staying became its own kind of intimacy.

By winter, she could fall asleep beside him. By spring, she could hold his hand without thinking about it. By summer, she almost believed she was healing.

Then came the injury.

—

“You’re bleeding.”

Naomi looked down at the dark stain spreading across the back of her gray shirt and grimaced. “It’s fine.”

“It is absolutely not fine.”

“It’s just a scrape.”

Elias raised an eyebrow from across the apartment kitchen. “You just hissed in pain trying to reach the cereal cabinet, love.”

“I did not hiss.”

“You absolutely hissed.”

Despite herself, her mouth twitched. They’d been rearranging furniture all afternoon, and somewhere in the process she’d scraped her back against an exposed nail sticking from the corner of a bookshelf. She hadn’t realized how bad it was until warmth began trailing down her spine beneath her shirt.

Elias stepped closer, concern replacing the teasing in his expression. “Let me see.”

The words hit her harder than they should have. Her shoulders stiffened instantly.

He noticed.

He always noticed.

“It’s okay,” he said softly. “You don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

Naomi swallowed. The rational part of her knew this was Elias. Sweet, gentle Elias, who kissed her forehead like it was something sacred. Elias, who asked permission before touching her even now. Elias, who looked at her like she was a person instead of a thing.

But fear was not rational.

Fear lived in the body long after danger ended.

“I can clean it myself,” she said quietly.

“Probably badly.”

She let out a small breath that almost resembled a laugh.

He stepped closer again, slowly enough for her to move away if she wanted. “Baby,” his voice softened. “Look at me.”

She did.

“There’s no pressure,” he said. “I just don’t want you hurting.” The sincerity in his face nearly undid her.

For a moment she couldn’t speak. Then, finally, she gave the smallest nod.

“Okay.”

Elias moved carefully, like approaching a wounded animal. “Can I lift your shirt?”

Another hesitation. Another nod.

Her heart hammered painfully as she turned around. The apartment suddenly felt too warm, too quiet. She heard him open the first aid kit behind her. Heard the soft rustle of gauze. The click of antiseptic.

Then gentle fingers brushed the hem of her shirt.

Every muscle in her body locked. “It’s okay,” he murmured immediately. “You’re okay.”

Slowly, carefully, he lifted the fabric. Cool air touched her skin.

Then silence. Not normal silence.

A stunned one.

Mara closed her eyes.

Because she knew what he saw.

The scrape itself was small, red and angry across the curve of her shoulder blade. But beneath it, sprawling across the center of her back in black ink, was the tattoo.

Medusa.

Beautiful and terrible. Snakes coiled through dark hair. Stone eyes full of grief and rage. Cracked marble wrapping around her spine like something broken trying to survive.

The symbol survivors gave themselves.

The symbol of surviving violation. Of turning horror into protection. Of reclaiming a body that had once stopped feeling like their own.

Elias stopped moving entirely. “Naomi…” he whispered.

Her throat closed.

There it was. Recognition.

Not curiosity. Not confusion.

Recognition.

And somehow that hurt more.

Tears burned before she could stop them. “I didn’t want you to know like this,” she whispered shakily.

“Oh, sweetheart.”

His voice cracked. That broke her completely. A tear slid down her cheek as she stared at the wall ahead of her, suddenly unable to breathe through the crushing vulnerability of being seen.

She felt him set the antiseptic down.

Then very gently, carefully enough that she could pull away at any second, his hands settled on her arms.

“Can I turn you around?” Naomi nodded once. Elias guided her toward him slowly, and the second she faced him, he looked devastated.

Not because he saw her differently.

Because he understood.

“Oh, honey,” he whispered again. She tried to look away, humiliated by the tears spilling freely now, but he cupped her face before she could.

His thumbs brushed beneath her eyes with heartbreaking tenderness. “You never have to hide from me.”

A sob caught in her chest. “You don’t—” she started, voice trembling. “You don’t understand.”

Something shifted in his expression then.

Not pity.

Something older. Sadness. Memory.

Without a word, Elias stepped back slightly and reached for the hem of his own shirt. Naomi blinked through tears as he pulled it over his head. And there, inked along the sharp lines of his ribs and side, was another Medusa.

Smaller than hers.

But unmistakable.

For a second neither of them spoke. Naomi stared at it like the world had tilted beneath her feet. “You…” her voice barely existed. “You too?”

Elias nodded once. The vulnerability in his face was unlike anything she’d ever seen from him. The room went still.

Naomi felt her knees weaken.

All this time.

All this time, they had been dancing around each other’s pain without realizing they spoke the same language. Elias gave a humorless little laugh, eyes shining. “Guess that explains why we both flinch when people touch us.”

A tearful sound escaped her somewhere between a laugh and a cry.

Neither of them looked away. Neither of them recoiled. By the time the apartment fell silent again, Naomi felt hollowed out and raw.

But lighter.

Elias reached for her carefully. “Can I hold you?” This time there was no hesitation. She practically collapsed into him. His arms wrapped around her instantly, warm and strong and shaking slightly with emotion. Naomi buried her face against his chest as he held her tighter, one hand cradling the back of her head like something precious.

For a long moment neither of them spoke.

They just stood there in the kitchen, holding each other among half-unpacked boxes and abandoned furniture while the evening light faded gold around them.

Finally, Naomi whispered, “are you scared?”

Elias leaned his cheek against her hair. “Of what?”

“That this changes things.”

He pulled back just enough to look at her. Then he pressed his forehead against hers. “Sweetie,” he said softly, “nothing could make me love you less.”

Her breath hitched.

“Nothing,” he repeated.

She started crying again, quieter this time. Elias smiled sadly and kissed the corner of her eye, catching another tear before it could fall. “You know what I think?” he murmured.

“What?”

“I think maybe we found each other because we know what it means to survive.”

Naomi looked at him—really looked at him—and saw not brokenness, but resilience. Someone who had suffered terribly and still remained gentle. Someone who understood her in the most terrifying and beautiful way possible. She touched the tattoo along his ribs with trembling fingers.

Then guided his hand to the Medusa on her back.

A promise.

Not shame. Not anymore.

Elias intertwined their fingers carefully.

“We don’t have to be afraid of each other,” he whispered.

The apartment remained quiet except for the hum of the refrigerator and the occasional sound of traffic outside the windows. Naomi still stood wrapped in Elias’s arms, her cheek against his chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart beneath her ear. It grounded her. Reminded her she was here, now, safe in a tiny apartment smelling faintly of dust, antiseptic, and the lavender candle burning near the sink.

Not back there.

Not in those memories.

Elias’ fingers moved slowly through her hair. Careful. Consistent. Never demanding. When he finally spoke again, his voice was almost hesitant “You don’t have to tell me anything else tonight.”

Naomi closed her eyes. “I know,” her throat tightened. “But I want to.”

He nodded against her forehead.

So she stepped back slightly, wiping at her face, and they sat together on the floor beside the couch because neither of them seemed capable of pretending this was an ordinary night anymore.

The first aid kit remained open beside them. Her shirt still sat bunched awkwardly around her shoulders where he’d lifted it to clean the cut. Elias gently pulled it back into place for her before sitting down across from her, cross-legged, giving her space while still staying close enough that their knees touched.

The contact felt different now. Not frightening.

Known.

Naomi stared at her knees for a long time before speaking.

“It happened when I was nineteen.”

Elias didn’t interrupt. She appreciated that about him more than he probably knew. Most people interrupted because silence made them uncomfortable. They rushed to fill the gaps with apologies or anger or pity. But Elias understood that some stories had to be approached slowly, like stepping onto cracked ice.

Naomi rubbed nervously at her sleeve. “I was dating someone older.” A bitter smile flickered across her face, “which already sounds like the beginning of every terrible story.”

Elias’s jaw tightened slightly, but he remained quiet “At first he was…” she searched for the word “careful. Charming. The kind of person everyone loved immediately.” Her gaze drifted somewhere far away. “He used to bring me coffee before my morning classes. Left notes in my apartment. Drove an hour in the rain once because I said I was stressed about exams.”

“That’s how they do it,” Elias said softly.

Not dismissive.

Understanding.

Naomi swallowed hard and nodded. “Yeah.”

The room felt colder suddenly.

“He made me feel special before he made me feel small.”Her voice shook on the last word.

Elias’ hands curled slightly into fists against his knees.

“He started getting jealous first,” she continued quietly. “Then possessive. He hated when I went out with friends without him. Hated certain clothes. Hated when men looked at me.” Her laugh came out hollow. “At the time I thought jealousy meant love. I was stupid.”

“You weren’t stupid.” The firmness in Elias’ voice startled her. “You trusted someone who hurt you,” he said. “That’s not stupidity, love.”

Naomi looked down quickly, tears threatening again “He always apologized afterward,” she whispered “Every time he yelled. Every time he grabbed too hard. Every time he made me cry.” Her breathing became uneven. “And eventually I stopped recognizing myself.”

Elias stared at her like he wished he could go back in time and pull her out of those years with his bare hands. “The worst part,” Naomi admitted shakily, “was how long it took me to call it what it was.”

A long silence followed. Then, very quietly:

“The night it happened…” she stopped, visibly fighting to keep herself steady. “I remember thinking that if I just stayed still enough, maybe I could disappear.”

Elias shut his eyes. Pain crossed his face so openly it almost undid her.

“I remember the ceiling fan,” she whispered. “That’s the thing I remember most. I counted every rotation because it was easier than thinking about what was happening.”

A tear slid down Elias’ cheek before he could stop it.

Naomi stared at him in surprise. No one had ever cried for her story before. Not like that. Not like it hurt him too.

“When it was over,” she continued weakly, “he kept saying he loved me.” Her voice cracked violently “like that somehow made it better.”

Elias looked physically ill. “God,” he whispered.

Naomi hugged her arms around herself tightly. “For a long time after, I couldn’t stand being touched. I stopped dating completely. I stopped sleeping. Every time someone got close to me, I panicked.” She laughed bitterly. “I got really good at pretending I was fine.”

“But you weren’t.”

“No.”

Her eyes finally lifted to him again. “I thought I was ruined.” The words sat heavily between them.

Elias moved before he seemed to think about it, sliding closer until their legs fully pressed together “You are not ruined, sweetheart.” His voice shook with conviction.

Naomi looked at him, really looked at him, and saw tears still standing in his eyes. “You believe that because of your own tattoo?” she asked softly.

A sad smile touched his mouth. “Partly.” He leaned back against the couch behind them, staring up at the ceiling now like the memories lived there.

“When I was sixteen,” he said quietly, “I had a coach.”

Naomi’s stomach dropped instantly.

Elias laughed once under his breath, humorless and sharp. “Yeah. You already know where this goes.” The pain in his face was unbearable. “He was respected,” Elias continued. “Everyone trusted him. Parents loved him. Teachers loved him.” His expression hardened. “That’s what people never understand. Monsters are almost never monsters to everyone.”

Naomi felt tears burn her eyes again.

“He paid attention to me when nobody else did,” Elias said. “I was awkward. Angry all the time. My dad had just left.” He rubbed a hand over his mouth. “I think he knew exactly what kind of kid I was the second he saw me. Someone desperate to be cared for. Someone easy to manipulate. He made me feel important,” Elias admitted. “Special. Like I mattered.” His eyes darkened with self-loathing. “And when you’re sixteen, you don’t realize someone can use kindness like a weapon.”

Naomi reached for his hand instinctively. He held onto hers immediately.

“Took me years to admit what happened,” he confessed quietly. “Because I thought if I didn’t fight hard enough, then maybe it wasn’t real.” His voice cracked. “Maybe I let it happen.”

Naomi’s grip tightened painfully.

“No,” she said instantly.

Elias finally looked at her.

“No, honey,” she repeated, fiercer now. “You were a child.” Something inside his expression broke apart at that. His eyes filled again.

“He used to tell me nobody would believe me,” Elias whispered. “And honestly? He was probably right.”

Naomi moved closer until their shoulders touched completely. “I believe you.” The words came without hesitation.

Elias inhaled sharply. For a second he looked like he might cry outright. Instead he bowed his head, pressing the heels of his palms against his eyes.

“You know the worst part?” he asked hoarsely. “I still catch myself feeling guilty for hating him.” He laughed bitterly. “Because sometimes he was genuinely kind to me.”

Naomi understood that instantly.

Trauma was cruel that way. Abusers were rarely cruel every second of every day. If they were, nobody would stay. “The brain doesn’t know what to do with someone who hurts you and comforts you, baby,” she said softly.

Elias looked at her like she’d reached directly into his chest and named something he’d never been able to explain. “Exactly.”

Silence settled again. But not empty silence.

Shared silence.

The kind that felt less lonely than words.

Eventually Naomi leaned her head against his shoulder. Elias kissed the top of her hair absentmindedly. “I hate that you went through that,” she whispered.

“I hate that you did too.” His fingers intertwined with hers.

And slowly, piece by piece, they told each other everything they had spent years carrying alone.

The nightmares. The panic attacks. The shame.

The way certain smells or songs or phrases could drag them backward without warning. The way they both apologized too much. The way they sometimes froze when frightened instead of fighting.

Naomi admitted she still checked the locks three times before bed. Elias admitted he still couldn’t handle being pinned down playfully, even as a joke. She told him how hard it had been to relearn that her body belonged to her. He told her about the years he spent trying to destroy himself because he thought damaged people could never really be loved.

Every confession was met with understanding instead of judgment.

Every ugly memory was held gently.

And sometime after midnight, when both of them were emotionally exhausted and half-curled into each other on the floor, Elias brushed his thumb across the back of her hand and said quietly:

“You know what’s strange?”

“What?”

“I’ve never told anyone all of that before.” Naomi blinked up at him.

“Neither have I,” a small, fragile smile appeared on his face. Not happy.

But relieved.

Like setting down something impossibly heavy after carrying it alone for years.

Elias touched the Medusa tattoo hidden beneath her shirt again, reverently this time. “Nothing changes,” he said softly. Naomi searched his expression for even the slightest trace of pity or fear.

She found neither.

Only love.

Steady and certain. “You promise?” she whispered. He lifted her hand and pressed a kiss against her knuckles.

“I promise,” he said. “You are still you. And I am still me.” His forehead rested gently against hers. “We just understand each other better now.”

Naomi felt something inside her chest loosen then.

Not healed. Not fully.

But no longer alone inside the hurt.

And when Elias pulled her against him again, she let herself melt into the embrace completely, both of them holding each other like survivors finally realizing they no longer had to survive by themselves anymore.

For the first time in their life, they believed that might actually be true.

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The city had been soaked in cold rain since early morning, leaving the sidewalks slick beneath the glow of streetlights. Cars hissed through puddles beside the people that walked home with their coats pulled tightly around themselves, shoulders hunched against the wind.

By the time Evelyn’s train reached her stop, she had already convinced herself Nathan forgot.

Twenty-four.

It wasn’t even a dramatic age. Not twenty-one, not thirty, not one of those birthdays people built movies around. But somehow this one hurt more than the others.

Her phone remained stubbornly silent in her pocket. All day long she’d waited for one text that never came. Every few minutes she checked it anyway, her thumb hovered over her phone despite knowing there was nothing new waiting for her. The screen remained painfully empty aside from old notifications and a weather alert warning about rain rolling into the city at midnight.

Nothing.

No missed calls.

No text saying happy birthday.

Not even a stupid meme or a dumb blurry selfie from Nathan captioned something ridiculous like you’re ancient now.

Nothing from the one person she wanted to hear from.

And God, that hurt.

More than it should have.

Evelyn tried to tell herself she was being dramatic. People forgot birthdays all the time. Adults got busy, life happened.

But Nathan wasn’t people.

Last year, he’d shown up with terrible grocery store cupcakes and a vinyl record she’d mentioned once in passing six months earlier. The year before that he’d dragged her to the lake at midnight because “birthdays should technically start at the first possible second.” Nathan remembered everything.

He remembered her coffee order down to the extra cinnamon she only asked for when she was stressed. He remembered the exact date her childhood dog died. He remembered songs she mentioned one time three years ago. Once, half asleep during a movie marathon, she’d mumbled that lilies were her favorite flower because her grandmother used to grow them outside the kitchen window. The next morning he’d shown up with lilies.

That was Nathan.

So the silence today felt sharp. Personal.

Not accidentally, either. Not in the harmless oh God, I lost track of the date kind of way people laughed off afterward. No—this felt deliberate somehow. Quiet. Heavy. Like something ending.

It sat beneath her ribs all afternoon like broken glass. By evening, the ache had curdled into embarrassment.

This silence felt intentional. And that hurt worse.

Maybe he forgot. Maybe he was busy. Maybe he finally got tired of her orbiting around him like some pathetic lovesick moon.

The thought sat heavy in her chest.

Maybe she’d imagined all those moments between them. Maybe all the lingering looks and late-night phone calls and soft touches were only important to her.

The lobby of her apartment building smelled like wet concrete and old newspapers. Somewhere upstairs, someone was arguing loudly through thin walls while a television blared muffled laughter in the distance.

Evelyn stepped into the elevator with a quiet sigh.

The mirror inside reflected exhaustion back at her. Her mascara had smudged faintly beneath her eyes from the rain. Loose strands of dark hair clung damply to her cheeks. The birthday dinner she'd forced herself to attend with coworkers sat heavily in her stomach—not because of the food, but because she'd spent the entire evening glancing at her phone under the table like an idiot.

Waiting.

Always waiting.

The elevator groaned all the way up to the fourth floor, its rusty cables whining above Evelyn’s head like they were exhausted from carrying disappointment all day. She leaned against the wall with a tired sigh, staring at her reflection beneath the ugly yellow fluorescent light.

The elevator dinged softly.

Evelyn stepped out into the hallway of her apartment building, greeted by the familiar scent of old carpet and someone’s burnt garlic dinner lingering in the vents. The corridor lights buzzed faintly overhead, flickering every few seconds like they were debating whether to stay alive. Rain tapped softly against the windows at the far end of the hall, blurring the city lights into watercolor smears of gold and red.

Her keys jingled weakly in her hand.

She stared at her door with a hollow ache blooming in her chest. This was stupid. She was twenty-four years old and heartbroken over a man who technically wasn’t even hers. A humorless laugh escaped her throat.

“Happy birthday to me,” she muttered.

Then she noticed it.

Something smelled different. Not the dusty scent of her apartment building, not rain.

Vanilla.

And something floral.

Her pulse skipped.

Confused, Evelyn unlocked the apartment and pushed the door open carefully.

Darkness met her first.

Then candlelight and music.

Her breath caught so sharply it hurt. Soft guitar notes drifted through the apartment like smoke, low and aching and intimate. Wicked Game played quietly somewhere deeper inside, the melody wrapping around the room in slow waves.

Evelyn froze.

Candles flickered everywhere. Dozens of them. Tiny golden flames danced along her bookshelves, the kitchen counter, the windowsills, their light painted the apartment in warm amber tones, transforming the familiar space into something dreamlike and unreal. Shadows stretched lazily across the walls, moving with every flicker. The air shimmered with warmth.

And flower petals—

Deep ivory lily petals covered the hardwood floor in winding trails that curled through the apartment like snowfall scattered across hardwood. They led from the front door down the hallway toward the living room.

And quietly in the background, the musical melody wrapped around the room like velvet.

Evelyn stood frozen in the doorway. Her brain couldn’t fully process what she was seeing. Her breath caught sharply in her throat. “What…?”

The apartment smelled heavenly. Warm wax, vanilla frosting, fresh lilies, rain drifting through the cracked balcony door. The air itself felt soft.

Evelyn stepped carefully forward, staring at the petals beneath her shoes.

Then she saw him.

Nathan stood at the end of the hallway near the living room window, half bathed in candlelight, and suddenly the entire world narrowed down to him.

He looked devastating. Not because he was dressed up—though it did very unfair things to her heartbeat—but because he looked nervous.

Actually nervous.

And for one dizzy second, Evelyn genuinely forgot how to breathe.

He wore a dark charcoal button-up with the sleeves rolled neatly to his forearms and black slacks that somehow made him look both elegant and painfully familiar all at once. His hair was slightly messy, like he’d run his hands through it too many times. The golden candlelight caught against the slight nervous flush in his cheeks, softening the sharp lines of his jaw and catching in his warm brown eyes.

In one hand, he held a bouquet of white lilies. In the other, a small birthday cake covered in imperfect frosting, like he made it himself.

He looked terrified.

And completely beautiful.

Evelyn’s chest physically ached. “Nathan…” she whispered.

His expression immediately softened when he saw her. His mouth lifted into a soft, nervous smile.

“Hey, birthday girl.”

Her heart nearly stopped at the nickname.

“You forgot,” she said quietly before she could stop herself.

Nathan’s face fell instantly as he winced. “Evie—”

“I waited all day.” The vulnerability in her voice surprised even her.

Nathan set the cake carefully onto the nearby table, guilt washing visibly across his features. “I know,” he said softly. “I know. I mean—not forgot. I disappeared all day on purpose which, in hindsight, was emotionally catastrophic.”

Evelyn blinked rapidly, trying to keep tears from spilling over. “I thought…” She laughed weakly. “God, I thought maybe you were pulling away from me.”

Nathan looked genuinely stricken. “No,” he said immediately. “No, I could never.”

The conviction in his voice made her stomach flip. He stepped toward her carefully, like approaching something fragile. Despite herself, she laughed softly through the ache in her chest.

“You’re an idiot.”

“Probably,” he said gently. “But I needed time to set everything up.” He glanced around awkwardly. “Which sounded more romantic in my head before I spent two hours accidentally setting off your smoke detector.”

That startled a breathless laugh out of her.

Nathan smiled nervously.

The song swelled quietly in the background as he stepped closer, candlelight flickering across his face. Evelyn looked around the apartment again, taking in every tiny detail she’d missed at first glance.

The coffee table had been moved aside to make room for blankets and pillows near the window. Fairy lights hung loosely along the ceiling beams. There were photographs scattered carefully across the table—pictures of them over the years. At the lake, in diners at 2 a.m., wrapped in scarves during winter. Laughing until they looked blurry.

“I’ve rehearsed this like fifty times and somehow this is still going horribly.”

Evelyn wiped quickly beneath her eyes. “You decorated my entire apartment with candles, Nathan. You’re doing fine.”

He exhaled shakily, then looked at her with an expression so unbearably tender it made her chest hurt.

Her chest tightened painfully. “You did all this for me?”

Nathan swallowed hard. “For your birthday,” he corrected softly. Then after a pause: “And because I’m in love with you.”

Silence.

Not empty silence.

The kind that changes things forever.

Evelyn stared at him as the words settled into the room between them like warmth after years in the cold.

Nathan swallowed hard before continuing. “I’ve been in love with you for a long time, Evelyn.”

Her heart hammered violently against her ribs.

The candles crackled softly. Rain tapped against the windows. Chris Isaak’s voice drifted low and mournful through the speakers.

“You know when it got really bad?” he asked softly. “The night you made me drive forty minutes at midnight because you wanted to see that meteor shower. You brought three blankets, hot chocolate in a thermos, and somehow still complained the entire time. The next day you got sick and refused to let me take care of you.” He laughed quietly. “You had a fever of like a hundred and three and still tried to insist you could make your own soup.”

Evelyn groaned softly. “Oh my God.”

“And you looked at me,” he continued, smiling helplessly now, “with your terrible blanket wrapped around you like some tragic Victorian orphan and said, ‘Nathan, if you tell anyone I’m this pathetic, I’ll kill you.’”

She laughed through tears.

“And I remember thinking,” he said, voice gentler now, “‘Oh, I’m completely done for.’”

The candlelight danced in his eyes as he stepped even closer. “I love how kind you are,” he whispered. “You make strangers feel important, making them feel like you’ve known them forever. You remember little things about people nobody else notices.”

Evelyn’s breathing turned shaky as he stepped closer slowly.

“I love that you leave little notes inside library books for people to find and how you always carry snacks in your bag because you’re worried someone else forgot to eat.” He smiled softly. “I love that you cry at animal rescue videos and that you dance in the kitchen when you think nobody’s looking.”

“Oh God,” she mumbled, covering her face.

“And your laugh,” Nathan said immediately. “Jesus, your laugh.” His smile widened helplessly. “Half the time I say stupid things just to hear it.” Nathan’s voice softened further. “You make every room feel warmer when you walk into it.”

Her chest tightened painfully.

“I love the way you care about people,” he continued quietly. “Even after they hurt you. Even after they disappoint you.” His eyes searched hers carefully. “And I love that you still believe in beautiful things.”

A tear slid down Evelyn’s cheek.

Nathan reached up instinctively, brushing it away with his thumb.

“I love you,” he whispered again, like it physically mattered that she understood. “So much. I think you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me,” he said. “And I got tired of pretending I didn’t feel it.”

Evelyn looked up at him then, eyes glassy.

The ache she’d carried all day cracked open inside her all at once. All the hurt. All the waiting. All the fear that she imagined everything between them.

Gone.

Replaced with something so overwhelming and warm it nearly brought her to her knees.

The room felt impossibly small now. Warm. Bright. Alive.

Nathan held out the bouquet of lilies toward her. Her favorite flowers.

Of course he remembered.

“I know this is terrifying,” he said quietly. “And if you don’t feel the same, I swear I’ll survive eventually. But I needed to tell you.” His voice softened. “So… would you maybe let me take you on a date sometime?”

Evelyn stared at him for exactly half a heartbeat before crossing the distance between them. She collided into him so suddenly he nearly stumbled backward. Nathan caught her instantly with a startled laugh as her arms wrapped tightly around his neck.

“Nathan!”

He laughed breathlessly as she wrapped her arms around his neck. “Is that a yes?” he said into her hair.

“Yes, you idiot,” she whispered, laughing and crying all at once. “Obviously, yes.”

The sound he made then—half relief, half disbelieving joy—felt like sunlight breaking through storm clouds.

His arms wrapped tightly around her waist, pulling her against him as if he’d wanted to do it for years.

Maybe he had.

Evelyn pulled back just enough to look at him. Up close, she could see every detail she loved about him. The tiny scar near his chin. The nervous smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. The warmth in his eyes that always softened whenever he looked at her.

“You really love me?” she whispered.

Nathan reached up carefully, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear with trembling fingers. “So much it scares me.”

The room felt impossibly warm around them. Candles flickered softly. Rain streaked silver across the windows. The slow aching melody of Chris Isaak wrapped around the apartment like a heartbeat.

Nathan lifted one hand gently to her face.

“You’re my favorite person,” he said quietly. “You always will be.”

For a moment neither of them spoke. They just stood there wrapped around each other, breathing the same air while candles flickered around them and rain painted silver streaks down the windows.

Evelyn felt tears sting her eyes again. Her heart melted completely. She leaned forward first, resting her forehead gently against his.

Then Nathan smiled softly against her skin. “Happy birthday, Evie.”

Evelyn whispered, barely audible: “This is the best birthday I’ve ever had.”

Nathan smiled against her forehead. “Good,” he murmured. “Because I plan on making the rest even better.”

And she kissed him.

Slowly at first. Tentatively. Like both of them were afraid the moment might disappear if they moved too fast.

But the second Nathan kissed her back, years of hidden feelings unraveled all at once.

His hands slid carefully to her waist while hers tangled into the soft hair at the nape of his neck. The kiss deepened, warm and breathless and full of every unspoken thing they’d carried for years, hidden affection finally spilling free. It wasn’t rushed or desperate.

It was loving.

Certain.

Like finally finding the place their hearts had been trying to reach all along.

The kind of kiss that felt like finally coming home.

When they finally pulled apart, both smiling helplessly, Nathan rested his forehead against hers once more.

Outside, rain fell steadily over the city. Inside, surrounded by candlelight and lilies and music, Evelyn realized she had never felt more loved in her entire life.

Nathan was still smiling against her lips when the song changed.

The soft crackle of the speaker hummed through the apartment before another slow melody drifted into the candlelit room—low guitar, warm vocals, something old and romantic that melted seamlessly into the atmosphere around them.

Neither of them moved apart completely. They stayed close, foreheads resting together, breaths tangled softly between them.

Evelyn could still hardly process what had happened. One hour ago she’d walked home feeling hollowed out with disappointment, trying to prepare herself for the possibility that the person she loved most had finally drifted away from her.

Now Nathan’s hands were still resting at her waist like he belonged there.

Like he always had.

He brushed his thumb lightly against the fabric of her sweater and gave her a small, nervous smile. “So…” he murmured.

Evelyn laughed softly. “You’re nervous after confessing your love to me?”

“A little,” he admitted. “You’re very intimidating.”

“I literally cried on your shoulder thirty seconds ago.”

“Yeah, but in a powerful way.”

She laughed again—that full, genuine laugh Nathan loved so much—and his expression immediately softened into something helplessly affectionate.

God.

The way he looked at her now was almost unbearable.

Not because it was new.

Because suddenly she realized it had always been there.

Every lingering glance. Every unnecessary touch. Every moment he looked at her like she was something worth protecting.

The realization wrapped around her chest warmly.

Nathan glanced toward the speaker as the music continued floating softly through the apartment.

Then back at her.

“Dance with me?”

Evelyn blinked. “What?”

His ears turned faintly red. “I’m trying to be romantic. Don’t make this difficult for me.”

A grin spread slowly across her face. “Nathan,” she whispered dramatically, “are you asking me to slow dance in my own apartment?”

“I decorated the place with, like, nine thousand candles,” he replied. “You could at least pretend to be swept away.”

She laughed so hard she nearly snorted.

Nathan pointed accusingly. “See? This is the kind of disrespect I endure.”

Still smiling, Evelyn slid her arms loosely around his neck. “Fine,” she whispered. “Sweep me away.”

The look on his face then was like she’d handed him something precious. Nathan’s hands settled gently at her waist again, warm and steady, pulling her closer until there was barely space between them.

Then slowly, carefully, they began to sway.

The movement was awkward at first.

Not because it felt wrong. Because it felt too intimate. Nathan laughed quietly under his breath after nearly stepping on her foot. “Sorry. I don’t actually know how to dance.”

“You invited me,” Evelyn said, smiling.

“I panicked.”

“You planned this entire apartment setup but didn’t think through the dancing part?”

“No,” he admitted. “I was mostly focused on not vomiting during the confession.”

Evelyn laughed softly again, her hands sliding higher against the back of his neck. The candles cast warm gold across the apartment as they moved together slowly. Shadows danced lazily along the walls while rain continued tapping gently against the windows outside.

Everything felt softened around the edges.

Dreamlike.

Nathan looked down at her with quiet wonder.

“You’re beautiful, you know that?”

Evelyn immediately groaned. “Absolutely not, don’t start.”

“I’m serious.”

“You are biologically required to say that now.”

Nathan shook his head gently. “No, I’ve been thinking it for years. I’m just finally allowed to admit it out loud.”

Her stomach flipped violently.

He tucked a strand of hair behind her ear as they swayed. “I love your eyes,” he said quietly. “Especially when you’re excited about something. They get all bright and huge and suddenly you talk with your hands like you physically can’t contain yourself.”

Evelyn smiled shyly, looking down.

“And I love this,” he continued softly.

“This what?”

“The way you get embarrassed when people are nice to you.”

She hid her face immediately against his shoulder.

Nathan laughed warmly, the sound vibrating through his chest beneath her cheek. “See?”

“You’re being mean.”

“I’m being truthful.”

His hand rubbed slowly against the small of her back while they continued moving together. The music hummed softly around them. Evelyn could hear his heartbeat. Steady. Warm.

Real.

“You know what else I love?” Nathan murmured into her hair.

She smiled against his shoulder. “There’s more?”

“So much more.” His voice dropped softer. “I love that you always stop to pet every dog you see.”

“That’s normal behavior.”

“You asked a man on the subway if you could hold his chihuahua.”

“He looked overwhelmed!”

“You borrowed his dog, Evie.”

She burst into laughter again, nearly stumbling as Nathan laughed with her. The sound filled the apartment beautifully.

When the laughter faded, Nathan looked at her for a long moment. Then his expression softened into something quieter. “I love how safe you make people feel,” he whispered.

Evelyn’s chest tightened.

“You walk into a room and somehow everyone relaxes.” His thumb brushed slowly against her waist. “You make people feel seen.”

She looked up at him then, heart aching warmly.

“No one’s ever looked at me the way you do,” she admitted quietly.

Nathan’s expression broke open with tenderness.

“That’s because no one’s ever seen you the way I do.”

The breath left her lungs. The rain outside intensified slightly, streaking down the windows while thunder rumbled faintly somewhere in the distance.

But inside the apartment everything felt warm.

Protected.

Nathan pulled her a little closer as they swayed.

Their movements became easier now, more natural, until it barely felt like dancing at all.

It just felt like existing together. Like they’d always been meant to fit this way.

Evelyn tilted her head slightly to look at him. “You know,” she said softly, “I was genuinely preparing to spend tonight crying into birthday cake alone.”

Nathan winced dramatically. “Please don’t tell me that. I already feel terrible.”

“I was so hurt,” she admitted honestly.

His face fell immediately. “Evie…”

“No, it’s okay.” She smiled softly. “Because now I know why.”

Nathan exhaled slowly. “I never want to make you feel forgotten again.”

The sincerity in his voice nearly undid her.

“You could never be forgettable to me,” he continued quietly. “Not in a million years.”

Evelyn felt emotion swell painfully in her chest again. She reached up gently, brushing her fingers along his jaw.

“I love you too,” she whispered.

Nathan froze. Completely froze. Her lips parted in surprise. “Nathan?”

“You’ve never said that before.”

A shy smile spread across her face. “Well,” she murmured, “I’m saying it now.”

The look in his eyes then was almost devastating. Like joy too big for one person to hold alone. Nathan leaned down and kissed her again slowly, lovingly, his hand cradling the side of her face while the music played softly around them.

And afterward, they stayed there swaying together in the middle of the candlelit apartment long after the song ended, unwilling to let each other go.

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alright so i know a lot of people on this platform struggle with writers block, including me, and i wanted to give some prompts that could help! you don’t have to use these and can adjust them however you’d like, these are just ideas!

Fiction & Creative Writing

1. a character wakes up in a world where everyone communicates through music.

2. a mysterious book appears on your doorstep, but its contents change every time you read it.

3. write about a time traveler who is stuck in the past and can only communicate through dreams.

4. a detective who solves crimes using supernatural powers realizes they’ve met their match.

5. a ghost is trying to prevent the person who killed them from dying.

6. a famous artist is haunted by a subject they’ve painted who comes to life.

7. your character is the sole survivor of an apocalyptic event, but soon realizes they're not alone.

8. a town where no one is allowed to speak after sunset, and no one knows why.

9. an inventor creates a machine that allows them to experience alternate versions of their life.

10. a person discovers their reflection in the mirror has its own consciousness.

Fantasy

11. a magical library appears only at midnight to those who need it.

12. in a world where dragons are extinct, your character finds a dragon egg.

13. your character inherits a mysterious key with no lock and begins a quest to find out what it opens.

14. write about a warrior who is bound by a curse to protect the very thing they want to destroy.

15. a forest that grows whenever someone tells a lie.

16. your protagonist discovers they are the reincarnation of a legendary hero, but with none of the hero’s abilities.

17. an ancient prophecy foretells that your character will either save the world or destroy it.

18. write about a society where magic is powered by emotions.

19. a kingdom built on clouds is in danger of falling to the earth.

20. a witch casts a spell that backfires, turning her into a child and her familiar into her guardian.

Science Fiction

21. a spaceship is sent to explore a distant planet, but the crew starts aging in reverse.

22. an AI designed to assist humanity begins developing emotions.

23. humanity’s last hope for survival is a space station, but something—or someone—inside it doesn’t want them to survive.

24. a society where everyone’s lifespan is determined at birth by an implanted chip.

25. your character discovers an alien artifact that changes their perception of reality.

26. a scientist creates a device that can predict the future, but only five minutes ahead.

27. the world’s oceans have disappeared, and underwater civilizations are revealed.

28. in the future, people can purchase memories and experiences—but at what cost?

29. a human and a robot must work together to survive on a hostile alien planet.

30. a colony on mars finds an ancient alien structure buried beneath the surface.

Romance

31. two rivals are forced to work together and uncover feelings neither expected.

32. your character accidentally texts a stranger and starts an unexpected relationship.

33. a love story set in a small town where everyone seems to know your character’s secrets.

34. two people from different timelines fall in love through letters that mysteriously appear.

35. your character is engaged but starts to question everything when they meet someone new.

36. write about a romance that blossoms during a road trip across the country.

37. your character returns to their hometown and reconnects with a childhood friend who has changed in unexpected ways.

38. a relationship between a human and a shapeshifter who struggles with their dual identity.

39. a character falls in love with someone from their dreams, only to meet them in real life.

40. your protagonist is a famous actor who falls for someone who has no idea who they are.

Horror

41. a family moves into a house where no one can leave after nightfall.

42. a seemingly ordinary object starts bringing terrible luck to everyone who touches it.

43. a town where no one remembers the year 1999, but your character discovers they lived there during that time.

44. your character is being watched by something in the shadows, but no one else can see it.

45. a child starts drawing pictures of places they’ve never been, but those places exist.

46. a group of friends find an old VHS tape, but every time they watch it, the events change.

47. your character wakes up in a hospital with no memory of how they got there and discovers they’re not alone.

48. a haunting occurs only when your character speaks a specific word they can’t remember saying.

49. write a story about a character who realizes they’ve been dead for years, but no one else knows.

50. a creepy doll your character threw away keeps reappearing in their home.

Historical Fiction

51. write about a soldier who returns home after a war to find their village completely changed.

52. a story set in ancient rome, where a slave and a senator form an unlikely alliance.

53. during the salem witch trials, a character must prove their innocence while hiding a dangerous secret.

54. set your story during the french revolution, with two characters on opposite sides of the conflict.

55. write about a young woman navigating life in the 1920s, struggling between traditional roles and modern aspirations.

56. your character is a spy during WWII, but their mission is compromised.

57. a historical figure falls in love with someone who wasn’t meant to exist in their time.

58. a doctor in the victorian era discovers a breakthrough that could change medicine forever, but at a high cost.

59. write a story set on the titanic, focusing on passengers from third class.

60. a knight and a scholar form an unlikely partnership to solve a mystery in medieval england.

Thriller & Mystery

61. your character receives a letter from a friend they thought had died years ago.

62. a private investigator uncovers a conspiracy that links seemingly unrelated crimes.

63. your protagonist’s sibling goes missing, but as they search, they uncover secrets about their family.

64. a heist goes wrong, and now your character is on the run from both the law and their partners.

65. write about a detective who must solve a crime, but they themselves are the prime suspect.

66. a series of disappearances in a small town are all connected by a single photograph.

67. your character is trapped in a game where their every move is being watched, but the rules are unclear.

68. a journalist uncovers evidence of a crime that happened decades ago, but someone wants to keep it buried.

69. a locked-room mystery where the murder weapon has vanished without a trace.

70. your character witnesses a crime but is unsure whether it was real or imagined.

Dystopian & Post-Apocalyptic

71. after the collapse of society, your character stumbles upon a group that claims they can rebuild the world.

72. in a future society, books are banned, and your character is part of the underground effort to preserve them.

73. your protagonist lives in a world where all forms of art are illegal, and they are secretly a painter.

74. a virus has wiped out most of humanity, and your character is immune—but they’re hiding that fact.

75. the government monitors everyone’s emotions through implants, but your character is beginning to feel something new.

76. in a world where water is the most valuable resource, your character uncovers a hidden freshwater spring.

77. a character is chosen to participate in a deadly competition, but they have no idea why they were selected.

78. the sky has turned permanently red, and no one knows why—but your character is determined to find out.

79. society is divided into castes based on intelligence, and your character is faking their way to the top.

80. in a future where memories can be bought and sold, your character is tasked with recovering a stolen one.

Literary Fiction

81. a character returns to their hometown for the first time in years and must confront their past.

82. your protagonist faces a moral dilemma that could change the course of their life.

83. write about a friendship that slowly unravels over the course of a year.

84. a character grapples with the realization that they are more like their parents than they ever wanted to admit.

85. a story about an ordinary day that takes an extraordinary turn.

86. your protagonist is an artist struggling with creative block, but an unexpected encounter changes everything.

87. a character is given a choice between two life-changing opportunities, but both have major consequences.

88. write about a family gathering where long-held secrets come to the surface.

89. a story about forgiveness, where a character must come to terms with a betrayal from the past.

90. your character navigates life in a big city while feeling completely disconnected from those around them.

Memoir & Personal Reflection

91. write about a time you felt completely out of your comfort zone.

92. describe a moment when you realized you were stronger than you thought.

93. what is a memory that you revisit often, and why does it stay with you?

94. reflect on a relationship that changed your life, for better or worse.

95. write about a place that holds special significance to you and why.

96. describe a moment when you had to make a difficult choice and what you learned from it.

97. write about an event in your childhood that shaped who you are today.

98. reflect on a time when you felt misunderstood and how it impacted you.

99. write about a dream you’ve had that you can’t seem to forget.

100. reflect on a moment of failure and what it taught you about resilience.

Romance x Mystery

1. a couple moves into a new home only to discover love letters hidden in the walls, all addressed to someone who lived there decades ago. they set out to uncover the fate of the mysterious lovers.

2. your character is a private investigator hired to follow someone’s spouse suspected of cheating. along the way, they start falling for the person they’re spying on—but discover something far more dangerous than infidelity.

3. two strangers meet on a train, both running from their pasts. they quickly fall for each other, but one of them is hiding a dangerous secret that could destroy their new connection.

4. a detective is assigned to protect a key witness, who turns out to be their ex. as they work together to solve the case, old feelings resurface, but so do the reasons they broke up.

5. your protagonist receives a love letter from a secret admirer—except it’s from someone they thought had died years ago. the search for answers leads them deeper into a web of lies and hidden passions.

6. a journalist meets a charming stranger while investigating a string of disappearances. as they grow closer, she begins to suspect the person she’s falling for may be involved in the case.

7. two former lovers reunite when a mutual friend goes missing. as they investigate, they discover that not only is their friend in danger, but someone is trying to keep them apart.

8. your character finds an old photograph of a couple at a flea market and becomes obsessed with finding out who they were. along the way, they meet someone who helps them uncover the mystery, sparking a romance.

9. a billionaire hires your character to solve the mystery of a missing family heirloom, and they quickly fall for the billionaire’s aloof but alluring sibling, who may know more about the theft than they’re letting on.

10. your protagonist is a novelist who starts receiving anonymous love letters that mimic the plot of their latest mystery book—except the events in the letters begin happening in real life.

11. two people inherit an old mansion, discovering a series of love letters that reveal a tragic romance tied to a long-unsolved crime. as they investigate, they find themselves falling for each other.

12. a couple's relationship is tested when one of them starts receiving cryptic, romantic messages from an unknown sender. the deeper they dig into the messages, the more dangerous the situation becomes.

13. your character's spouse disappears, leaving behind a single cryptic note and no trace. as they unravel the mystery, they uncover shocking secrets about the person they thought they knew—and question whether they should trust their love.

14. a woman finds a diary in a forgotten room of her partner's house, filled with entries that seem to predict the future—including their blossoming romance and an unsolved murder.

15. two rival art thieves fall in love while hunting for a legendary painting, but as they get closer to the truth, they discover one of them is keeping a dangerous secret.

16. a wedding is interrupted by the arrival of a mysterious stranger who claims to know the groom’s deepest secret. as the bride searches for the truth, she finds herself questioning the person she’s about to marry.

17. your character starts dating someone new, only to realize their new partner is connected to an unsolved crime from years ago. as they grow closer, they must decide whether to confront them or live with the suspicion.

18. a character receives an anonymous invitation to a masquerade ball, where they meet someone they feel an instant connection with. after the night ends, they’re left with only a cryptic clue to the person’s identity—and a growing sense of danger.

19. two amateur detectives fall for each other while solving a case, but the deeper they get into the mystery, the more they realize their pasts are dangerously intertwined.

20. your protagonist's ex goes missing, and as they investigate the disappearance, they begin receiving love letters and cryptic clues that suggest the ex may still be in love with them—or is leading them into a deadly trap.

21. an online dating match leads to a whirlwind romance, but when your protagonist tries to learn more about their new love interest, they realize the person’s entire identity might be a fabrication.

22. a librarian and a mysterious stranger team up to investigate an old family mystery involving forbidden love. as they unravel the clues, they find themselves drawn to each other, despite the growing danger.

23. a woman starts receiving flowers from a secret admirer, but each bouquet contains a puzzle piece that, when put together, reveals a decades-old mystery involving her own family.

24. two people reconnect at a high school reunion, but one of them is hiding their involvement in the disappearance of a mutual friend years ago. as old feelings resurface, so do dark secrets.

25. a detective falls in love with a suspect in a high-profile art theft. as they try to clear the suspect's name, they begin to question whether they’re being manipulated.

26. your character starts dating a brilliant scientist, only to discover that the scientist’s previous partner vanished under mysterious circumstances. the deeper they dig, the more dangerous their relationship becomes.

27. a couple’s honeymoon is interrupted when they find a hidden message in their hotel room, leading them to uncover a mystery involving a missing person.

28. your character falls for a charming stranger while on vacation, only to find out that the stranger is under investigation for a crime they may or may not have committed.

29. a letter from a long-lost love arrives, telling your character to meet them at a specific place. when they arrive, they find a murder scene and a trail of clues leading them to question everything about their past relationship.

30. your protagonist discovers their new partner is being stalked by someone who knows intimate details about their life. together, they must uncover the stalker’s identity before it's too late.

Romance x Science Fiction

1. after a nuclear apocalypse, two survivors meet while scavenging for supplies. they fall for each other, but one holds a secret that could jeopardize their relationship—and their survival.

2. a deadly virus wipes out most of humanity, and your character is immune. when they meet another immune survivor, they struggle between opening their heart and staying emotionally distant for survival’s sake.

3. a comet is heading towards earth, and society collapses in the face of the impending disaster. your protagonist falls in love with someone they meet in a survival bunker, but time is running out.

4. the world is overrun by zombies, and two people from rival survivor groups find themselves trapped together. as they fight to survive, their initial distrust turns into an unexpected romance.

5. an alien invasion destroys civilization, leaving two humans as the last survivors in a city. they rely on each other for survival, but the closer they get, the more they worry about what will happen if one of them doesn’t make it.

6. the sun is dying, and a scientist is working on a solution to save the world. as they work against the clock, they fall for their assistant, who is secretly planning to escape to a hidden underground colony.

7. after the collapse of technology, two people living in a primitive society discover old-world relics that hint at a more advanced way of life. as they journey to find answers, they grow closer, even as danger looms.

8. in a world where oxygen is scarce, two people fall in love while competing for a limited supply of clean air. they must decide whether to share their resources or save themselves at the expense of the other.

9. a solar flare wipes out all electronics, plunging the world into chaos. two strangers meet in the aftermath and fall for each other while trying to build a new life in a world without technology.

10. a giant earthquake destroys most cities, and a woman is trapped in a remote cabin with a stranger. as they rely on each other for survival, they discover a deep emotional connection.

11. a group of survivors hides from relentless storms that have devastated the earth. two people find solace in each other while living in an underground bunker, but when they run out of supplies, their bond is tested.

12. the earth is slowly freezing over and two people stranded in an arctic research station fall in love. they must choose whether to stay together in their isolated world or attempt the dangerous journey to warmer lands.

13. in a dystopian future where water is scarce, a water hunter and a desert nomad fall in love while on a dangerous quest to find the last freshwater source. their romance grows even as they realize they may not both survive the journey.

14. a plague wipes out most of the population, and two survivors from different backgrounds must navigate the ruins of civilization. as they work together to stay alive, they find love in the most unexpected circumstances.

15. humanity flees earth to live in space stations, and your character is separated from their partner. as they try to reunite, they must survive the dangers of space travel and the political intrigue aboard the stations.

16. the world is invaded by hostile robots, and two people from opposing resistance factions are forced to work together. they fall for each other despite the growing tension between their groups.

17. a mysterious fog covers the earth and people begin disappearing. two survivors fall in love while trying to unravel the mystery of the fog, knowing they could be taken at any moment.

18. a solar flare has caused mass blindness, and two sighted survivors meet while helping guide the blind to safety. as they fall in love, they must decide whether to reveal the truth about their abilities.

19. the seas have risen, and the last remnants of humanity live on floating cities. two engineers from rival factions fall in love while working on a project that could determine the future of their people.

20. after the apocalypse, a group of survivors rebuilds a small community, but food is running low. two members of the group fall in love, but their relationship is put to the test when one of them is chosen to leave on a dangerous supply mission.

21. a solar storm wipes out communication satellites, and a long-distance couple is separated. as the world descends into chaos, they struggle to reunite, facing dangers and new relationships along the way.

22. a mysterious virus kills anyone over the age of 30, and two young survivors fall in love in a world ruled by teenagers. as they grow older, they must come to terms with their inevitable fate.

23. after a global blackout, two people living in a fully automated city must learn how to survive without modern conveniences. their romance blossoms as they work together to find food, water, and a sense of purpose in the ruins.

24. a volcanic eruption covers the earth in ash, and a scientist and a firefighter trapped in a rescue bunker fall in love. as they wait for the skies to clear, they must decide whether to stay together or return to their previous lives.

25. in a world where the air is toxic, two survivors live in protective suits, communicating only through radios. as they fall in love without ever seeing each other’s faces, they must decide whether to risk exposure for a chance at real connection.

26. the oceans have dried up, and a sailor and a scientist searching for answers fall in love in a world of endless deserts. as they race to find a solution, they must confront the possibility that it may be too late.

27. a supervolcano has erupted, and two people living in different cities are connected through a ham radio. as they fall for each other over the airwaves, they must decide whether to risk their lives to meet in person.

28. a worldwide famine has left food scarce, and two strangers form a bond while scavenging in the wilderness. their romance blooms, but they must decide whether to keep their relationship or join larger, more dangerous groups for survival.

29. the stars begin to disappear, and two astronomers fall in love while trying to solve the mystery. as the universe itself seems to collapse, their relationship becomes their only anchor.

30. in a post-apocalyptic wasteland, two bounty hunters are after the same target. as they compete—and eventually team up—they fall for each other, even as their dangerous line of work threatens to tear them apart.

i hope these helped! if you have specific genre suggestions just let me know in my inbox and i can give ideas!

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