littlewhitemouse:

ironinkpen:

When writing couples, I like to use the Kiss Rule:

  • If they have to kiss for you to know they’re in love, you’re not writing a romance right.

damn tho

fehlversuch:

i-cant-believe-its-no-homo:

emoskeletons:

little-sub-princess:

esilanaaurora:

Perfect

I’m not crying you’re crying

the whole time i was watching this video I assumed it was a woman holding the camera I really need to unlearn a lot of things I was taught tbh

I always say I’m not a romantic but than I see videos like this and I’m like, what are these drops of water dropping from my eyeballs?

I’m crying

littlewhitemouse:

ironinkpen:

When writing couples, I like to use the Kiss Rule:

  • If they have to kiss for you to know they’re in love, you’re not writing a romance right.

damn tho

type40consultingdetective:

redscudery:

ibelieveinthelittletreetopper:

ibelieveinthelittletreetopper:

Ok, for Valentines I think fic writers should write AUs based on how they met their significant others. I’m gonna do it!

IF YOU DO THIS LETS USE THE TAG #True love story!

YES!

ok, I’m doing the thing. It’s too perfect.

… I met my husband of nearly 17 years the way I’ve pretty much met all friends. Going up to a random stranger and just start talking to them.

He said his first impression of me was “Who is this and why are they talking to me?” (also it was like 5 in the morning and we were in the Navy)

We got married two months later…

Sorry to bother you – I was wondering if you had any advice for writing romantic characters? I have a bad habit of writing all my characters aromantic/not-in-a-relationship and I have a creative writing test on Tuesday and my character for that needs to be in a relationship and flirt… And you’re a writer. A good one. So I was wondering if you had any tips on writing romance and flirting? Yeah. Sorry.

loveanddeathandartandtaxes:

merindab:

I hope it’s okay I answer this public? And thank you for the compliment.

Maybe I have a small advantage of being married 16 years. Or I just like Jack Harkness, a lot. I would say the big thing is the small things.If you want to be in a relationship, you notice the small things. You know what they like in their tea or coffee. You laugh at their jokes. If you’ve been a relationship for a while you have your inside jokes and shared experiences. If you’re just meeting someone, take a tip from Jack Harkness, smile, meet their eyes and introduce yourself. It’s a fine line between being creepy and being warm, but it’s about paying attention to the other person, and making sure they know you’re the center of their attention.

It’s also about being patient. That’s how I tend to write/think of Mystrade. Greg is warm and friendly, Mycroft is standofish and aloof. But he melts the ice simply by being there and letting Mycroft know he is willing to take as much time as he needs. John and Sherlock can have a similar dynamic, depending on how you’re writing them.

Like I said, in a more long term relationship, it’s about getting to know the other person. You get to know their lines, what jokes go too far, what things from the past you shouldn’t bring up if you want to keep  you head attached to your shoulders. Real relationships have ups and downs, fights and moments of love. It can be as simple as holding hands. It can be as complicated as watching the sunrise together.

writing passive romantic interest is fun and tricky too 🙂 if your characters are into each other, make sure the reader knows it. give us little sentences telling us how they’re feeling, or what they think of their person. all the things Merinda mentioned are super correct but especially if you’re going for as-yet-unresolved romantic tension – the audience needs a window into at least one of the character’s heads.

when your characters shift from passive (interest) to active (flirting), you can’t lose this! the biggest difference between friendly flirty banter and creepy hitting-on is intent, which shows in the body language and tiny variations in tone. your narration, with a careful (not necessarily overly fancy, just… careful) selection of words works magic here.

it’s possibly a dumb obvious thing to say, but draw on yourself and your own feelings – or your friends. i’m not overly similar to john or sherlock (or greg or mycroft or newt or hermann) but if i think about my conflict of wanting to protect my friends and simultaneously feeling directionless, i can write john. if i think about pretending to ignore things that might hurt me for so long that i’m unsure how to respond to things when they almost definitely won’t hurt, i can write sherlock. (exasperated fondness for my sister/coworkers? greg. writing mycroft is like what you think you want when everything is a goddamn mess, and you have no resources to control it. “oh god did my mouth just make those words” = newt. herms is me as an older sibling desperate not to be outshone, with a dash of sherlock’s emotional avoidance) that’s a big simplification, of course, but a start. i can say “when i felt/feel like this, how would i react?” i then have a starting point i can then modify depending on the character’s situation.

building a whole existence outside the story helps greatly. this is where fanfic is a huge help/crutch, because it’s easy to think/talk about headcanons and AUs and how the characters would act/react in new situations. if you’re writing original fiction with an ensemble cast, i think my biggest pitfall was having one fleshed-out character and one-dimensional supporting cast. if you’re writing just about a couple of people, i think it’s important to avoid making them either too polar-opposites or too perfectly-matched.

and finally, find someone who can give you some tough love support. someone who likes how you write but isn’t afraid to tell you where you need to pick up the slack. if i can moan about fanfic for a second, there is a lot, seriously so much, great writing, and also truckloads of pretty good writing, but it’s jumbled in with a lot of stuff that’s… you know, mediocre or sub-par, and it makes me despair a little when they only get praise without critique? like, yeah, harsh truths hurt, but if you refuse them, you’re really doing yourself a disservice. (i guess that’s some life advice that applies to more than just writing.)

i need to stop saying stuff. the most important thing is to enjoy yourself. #platitude

wearethemakersofmanners:

I want someone to love me like snape loved lily. like gatsby loved daisy. like heathcliffe loved cathy.  like the phantom loved christine. like humbert loved lolita. like apollo loved daphne. l don’t understand romance. please keep men away from me until I learn

Sorry to bother you – I was wondering if you had any advice for writing romantic characters? I have a bad habit of writing all my characters aromantic/not-in-a-relationship and I have a creative writing test on Tuesday and my character for that needs to be in a relationship and flirt… And you’re a writer. A good one. So I was wondering if you had any tips on writing romance and flirting? Yeah. Sorry.

I hope it’s okay I answer this public? And thank you for the compliment.

Maybe I have a small advantage of being married 16 years. Or I just like Jack Harkness, a lot. I would say the big thing is the small things.If you want to be in a relationship, you notice the small things. You know what they like in their tea or coffee. You laugh at their jokes. If you’ve been a relationship for a while you have your inside jokes and shared experiences. If you’re just meeting someone, take a tip from Jack Harkness, smile, meet their eyes and introduce yourself. It’s a fine line between being creepy and being warm, but it’s about paying attention to the other person, and making sure they know you’re the center of their attention.

It’s also about being patient. That’s how I tend to write/think of Mystrade. Greg is warm and friendly, Mycroft is standofish and aloof. But he melts the ice simply by being there and letting Mycroft know he is willing to take as much time as he needs. John and Sherlock can have a similar dynamic, depending on how you’re writing them.

Like I said, in a more long term relationship, it’s about getting to know the other person. You get to know their lines, what jokes go too far, what things from the past you shouldn’t bring up if you want to keep  you head attached to your shoulders. Real relationships have ups and downs, fights and moments of love. It can be as simple as holding hands. It can be as complicated as watching the sunrise together.

Okay folks, I have just written the fluffiest piece of johnlock. Like, cute as a box of kittens adorable. With smut on the end, because, well, me. If you want some cutesy adorable romantic johnlock though, give it a look.

Only Three Days Gone: John’s been at a conference the last few days. He comes home to find Sherlock’s been ‘borrowing’ his sweaters.

Teaser below the cut

John paid the cabbie with a sigh. Three days in Yorkshire for a conference in the dead of winter was no one’s idea of a good time. It was damn good to be home and he was looking forward to a warm cuppa and maybe some crap telly while Sherlock told him about whatever cases had come up. His own bed with a Sherlock in it would be nice too. The cold drizzle offered extra encouragement to head inside and up the familiar steps.

Pushing open the familiar door, John, couldn’t help but smile as he shrugged his coat off. Sherlock was curled up on the couch, asleep, wrapped up in one of John’s favorite jumpers. Shaking his head and leaving him there, John stepped into the kitchen to put the kettle on, noticing another jumper on the back of one of the chairs. They had texted the entire time John had been gone, but it seemed maybe Sherlock had missed him more than he let on.

Heading upstairs to drop off his bag, John could see his bed had been slept in, covers thrown to the footboard. The dresser drawer stood open and several jumpers lay on the bed while a few were missing all together. “It was three days, Sherlock,” he said quietly to no one.

“I missed you,” Sherlock’s voice behind him made John jump. He turned and laughed at the sight of Sherlock standing in the doorway, swallowed up by the jumper that rode too high on his stomach.

He stepped closer to Sherlock and placed a warm hand on his exposed skin, pulling him down for a kiss. “I missed you too.”

Sherlock moaned softly into the kiss, nudging John at the bed. Chuckling, John broke the kiss to pick up the jumpers from the bed and toss them at the dresser. “Did you take all of them?”

“It’s been cold,” pouted Sherlock.