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FREE Scrivener Template for Romance Writers

For romance writers who use Scrivener, I just created a new free template!!

So as a romance writer, l've always wanted to use a Scrivener template that served that particular goal and helped me structure everything! So I created this and integrated the Romance Beat Sheet by Jami Gold (in a singular document file) and added the following templates:

• Scene Card Template

• Character Sketch Template

• Settings Sketch Template (General)

• Settings Sketch Template (Apartment)

• The Romance Beat Sheet by Jami Gold (Plot Outline)

• The 3-Act Structure (Plot Outline Guide)

I made this free so that any writer who writes romance or stories with romance elements, could find it easy to use and create their projects and work on it seamlessly!

Download Here

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Writing Advice: tips, tricks & helpful links, from your friendly neighbourhood fanfic author ✨ (part two—the resources)

see part one—the advice here

verbiage: • show, don't tell—a guide by @lyralit • this crazy big list of dialogue tags from @slayingfiction

diversity & inclusive writing: • a collection of helpful posts about BIPOC, gender, and body neutral inclusion in writing collated by @lavenderursa • this post on writing disabled characters by @cripplecharacters if you're not writing from experience

adding depth to your characters: • exploring character backstory and good traits gone bad by @saraswritingtipps • dark past ideas from @sas-soulwriter • @lyralit's list of things to think about when crafting a character

story structure and depth: • plot structures and this story planning template from @wordsnstuff • this collection of links from @oflights including fantasy name generators, child development guides, and height comparison visuals • finally, @writingquestionsanswered full stop, they have some fantastic guides and advice on things like this post on how to deal with writer's block and this one on how to start a story.

smut (i'm not gonna lie, there's a lot of smut resources): • the classic—quinnanderson's 'ultimate guide to writing smut fic' on AO3 • smut synonyms from @plaidstiel-wormstache • @maybeeatspaghetti's smutty dictionary • another smut thesaurus from @prurientpuddlejumper • this list of praise kink dialogue, also a good site for sex positions • sex positions for deep penetration (with diagrams) • this guide by @void-my-warranty • and not quite smut, but this post on how to write a kiss scene from @youneedsomeprompts

writing software: • a collection of alternatives to google docs, by @the960writers • here is @yekokataa's AO3 template for scrivener

prompts, for when you want to write but need a nudge: • @creativepromptsforwriting • @deity-prompts (who also has an excellent masterlist of writer's advice)

I may update this list occasionally who knows, but for now I hope some of you find it helpful 💗

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I made a recipes Sub template for Scrivener, but a bug won't let it work properly...

so I can't release it in good conscience.

It goes like this: Under "Food and Subsistence" I created a folder for "Recipes"

I used a native one, 'cause reasons, etc.

Then I created a recipes template. (Invisibles are on in this one)

Yay. Looks like most of the online recipe templates.

I selected a cute icon for this:

It's a spoon, also native.

Then cued up the template to the recipes folder: (Documents->Default document->Recipe)

Should be good, right?

Nope.

The icon I chose:

☐[ingredient goes here]

The box... for some odd reason won't replicate in the template.

It goes from this:

when I hit return after "Amount/Item", it goes to this:

This is a fundamental bug in Scrivener.

However, the *tiny* box does work when I replicate it to a new document.

You can see the size comparison here.

But the bigger box is more understandable and prettier.

So I've been sitting on this template, because of this bug.

I suppose you could make this template yourself.

I did try making a style of out the "Amount/Item"

But designating this on the "☐ Amount/Item" still makes the bug occur.

However, hitting none and then "Recipe Ingredients List" will make it work.

But then if you remove the list it will not default to a list with said icon, nulling the effect. And explaining this too, would make it painful UX-wise.

None of that is user-friendly, so I've kept the template for myself because I really don't want to have a bunch of people complain it doesn't work because none of it is intuitive.

I did report this bug, but to be fair, it's lower priority.

But if you want to make this template in scrivener, there are your caveats.

So yeah. Probably can't release this one.

It's the custom icon messing it up.

But on the upside... I made some fictional recipes for my Other World and made a template which works for me. But I can't share the template because it's likely if I do it a bunch of people will complain that it doesn't work and I don't want to have to explain how to make it work.

I'm also thinking about torturing myself further and making a scrivener template for scripts... because I want to write one and Celtx became difficult to use by migrating completely online.

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🦉

My partner critiques my fics in memes, I felt this on a very personal level.

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I felt so sad for him this season and for the people pissed at olrox for turning him (spoiler warning omg?), it was either a life of vampirism or old man coyote (after witnessing how it took the Abbott to the afterlife, being a vampire doesn't seem so bad).

Season 3 of Castlevania better explore his conflict more, like I need an episode dedicated to Mizrak’s life as a young vampire and his relationship post-turning with Olrox! Like does he hate him? Or does being his maker negate that? Questions, questions — I’ll feed my delusions by reading lots of fanfics and writing mine hehe

Can this man get one moment of happiness in this damn season ?! PLEASE?!

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Excerpt from Dark Paradise by Rosenoirwrites:

He'd promised himself he wouldn't touch him until the unveiling on Saturday evening but being this close, being able to smell the rich scent of vanilla musk on his skin and feel the way his thighs brushed against his groin through their clothes, drove him close to the edge. The intoxication he couldn't get from rounds of alcohol, settled in now. He needed to bury himself in this man and lay his mark.

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Hi, I'm Rose Noir (known better as rosenoirwrites) and I'm a romance author with a love for crafting dark & fluffy romance stories. My current wip is 'Dark Paradise' and you can read it on my patreon or on Inkitt.

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if you’re white and wanna write a poc character and feel awkward about it i implore you to ignore any twitblr stuff treating it as a massive ethical burden and instead come in more with the same mindset you’d have if you wanted to write about idk firefighters but didn’t know anything about firefighters so you do... research. Like fuck off with the weird kinda creepy calls for spiritual introspection you’re not writing about god damn space aliens you’re writing about humans and if you think you need more perspective of different life experiences just read?

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My agenda (putting that boy thru the wringer) continues.

Process of this one here~

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The story of my life 😭

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01 | Hookup on 57th Street

Title: Hookup on 57th Street.

Pairings: Brian Landolf x James Nicholson (Original Characters)

Warnings/Tags: Smut (18+), Explicit Language.

Summary: A bored athlete gets on a dating app for a random hookup and gets hooked (literally).

James’ thumb hovered over the intriguing profile of Brian. He didn't have a last name attached to his profile like most smart people. His bio was as abrupt, and demanding as so many others, but he gave James pause.

The hand encircled around his neck was probably from a previous hookup, lover maybe. Did he like taking pictures of his poses while getting turned out as a way to lure newer prey? James licked the dryness of his lips. He wanted his hands around the slender neck of this Brian man, and could already see himself buried deep inside — which was probably because he was horny at the moment.

Nothing like a pent-up sex drive to get a man going.

He swiped right on the profile and was shocked to find the ‘matched’ animation expanded on his screen. His profile was a bland mirror selfie of his abs that revealed nothing that could pin anyone to him. It was a trend, he'd gathered, where men shared photographs of their most attractive qualities to get laid on Lumier. 

In any case, he was surprised that Brian had matched quickly and more surprised at the location that hovered next to his name. He smiled and opened their message box. Playing hard to get was an art. James hadn’t picked it up or cared for it. So he sent the first message:

James laughed. So prompt and straight to the point.

Dealing with a personality like himself, the men he involved himself with had to have a certain level of bluntness and indifference to really turn him on. And whenever they met, there was no awe or starstruck energy. Just nonchalance and questions regarding the sex and sex alone.

He had a good feeling that Brian would be the same so he sent him the location of the hotel he was lodged in and waited for his response.

Brian: will text when I'm there.

He rushed to the bathroom to check himself out. For years now, James was known as one of the most groomed hockey players in the league. He was always complimented for his skin regimen, his waxed hairless body and his taut build. But no one knew that it wasn't just for the lifestyle of it. James couldn't stand the friction hair caused with sex. It was a hindrance and he made sure to get rid of any sign of it.

After that, he took a quick shower and rushed out at the ping of his phone:

Brian: I'm outside the door.

James tied a towel around his waist, his chest blooming and teeming with anticipation as he reached for the door. It took all of James’ strength to not jump his bones from the get-go. 

The man in question was gorgeous. Blond curls sitting on his head with emerald eyes that matched and sparkled at the slight movement of his head. He was smaller than James anticipated or more so, James hadn't calculated his ratio to Brian—he wouldn't have really with the choking picture as a reference.

Those cherry pink lips pulled in a side smile, “Damn, you're hotter than I thought.”

James quirked a brow, “I’m glad I could surpass your expectations. Come in.”

Brain stepped into his room and suddenly the space felt tighter, charged with enough sexual tension to push any human off the edge. “Do you need anything before we start?”

He shook his head, taking off his backpack and settling in the bed. “Nope, I prepped before stepping out, and I brought lube and condoms if you're out.”

“Smart.” he said without thinking and Brian scoffed, standing and stripping himself of the denim shorts and plaid top he wore.

“You sound surprised — don't tell me you’re one of those people that think every horny man on Lumier is a sex-driven airhead.”

A smile broke on James’ face. “If I thought that, then it'll be an insult to myself, don't you think?”

Brian shook his head, “right.” He was completely naked now, standing awkwardly on the side of the bed as James watched. He didn't know where to begin. He wanted to devour the man in front of him and he couldn't decide what angle to start biting into.

Thankfully, Brian wasn't as perplexed as him. He closed the distance between them, reaching for the towel and tossing to the side, letting James’ cock fly free in the wind. For the first time since Brian walked in, he noted a shift in his gaze. He looked between his dick and James’ face with wide eyes.

“God you're hung,” he muttered, his slender fingers wrapping around his shaft, knees to the floor, and bringing the tip to his lips. James hissed at the warmth of his mouth, and his hands fisted into his hair. Brian’s tongue moved with precision. Wrapping, slurping, gurgling. He made sure to keep his eyes upward, boring those lust-drunk emerald eyes into memory.

“Fuck.” James hissed as his sucking deepened. He let his hands fall to his sides, moving forward until his lips touched the base of his length. His throat swallowed the tip of his cock, and when Brian hummed, James was sure he would bust. He slid out of Brian’s mouth quickly, much to his chagrin.

“Is something wrong?” he asked, getting up. “I was just getting started.”

James huffed out a breath. The only thing he could manage at that moment. He looked down at his protruding dick with a warning: ‘Do not embarrass me and bust early, goddammit.’

He held Brian’s cheeks in his hands and drew his face close until their lips were pressed together. His lips were soft and delicate, glossed which made them slightly sticky. James bit on his bottom lip slowly, like he was savoring the taste of a meal. Their tongues danced and intertwined, as they moved towards the bed. James directed Brian to the bed, laying him down so he could be on top. Once they were settled, his lips traveled from his lips to the crook of his neck, suckling and biting. He moved his attention to the pink perked nipples on his chest; pinching and kneading. While his mouth sucked on the other.

Brian’s loud moans and writhing, were songs to his ears. His body ground against his, begging for its release from the torment. 

James drew back and buried his head in the crook of his neck to calm himself. He was over the edge and dragging out the pleasure in the first round was probably not the best idea. Other rounds would be forgiven, the first bust couldn't come before the main dish. 

So he reached for the lube Brian laid on the bed and drizzled a good amount of it on two fingers. Excited, Brian spread his legs from him. Biting his lips as James’ fingers massaged the entrance of his hole, teasing and prodding until it gave way. He started with slow strokes, his eyes fixed on Brian’s. Capturing every gasp and whimper that slipped through his lips and stirred the flushed expressions on his face. “More… more.” He begged, biting down harder on his bottom lip when James inserted yet another finger. He shook his head at that, “No, I want you to put it in now, please.”

The last word was more a whimper than a plea and it went straight down to James’ balls. He pulled out his fingers and put on a condom, drizzling a good amount of lube around his length before setting himself at the entrance. He looked up at Brian to be sure he was ready, all that he met were eyes that were glazed over, ready to be taken.

So he slid in, watching as Brian’s back arched against the bed, his fingers fisting the sheets on both sides. “Fuck!”

James made sure to take it slow until he was balls deep. Brian’s feet were crouched back and hanging idly in the air, so James pulled them up so they rested on his shoulders. “Are you sure you're ready for me? I’m not going to take it easy now.”

Brian smiled, “I won’t have it any other way.”

James moved slowly at first, keeping a pace to give himself room within his body. Brian wrapped around him like a tight-knit glove, so tight he almost thought he'd die. He took a few calming breaths and steadied his pace, holding himself back from releasing in seconds.

When he was set, he held unto Brian’s waist and let himself loose. The sound of their bodies meshing and slapping against each other echoed in the room. The bed shook violently as James’ hips jutted in and out of him. Brian’s moans had elevated from soft whimpers to flat-out cries.

James savored the way his skin flushed red, and his body jerked with every thrust. His dick slapped against his stomach at the sheer force of James’ hip movements. And when the thought dropped in James’ mind, he let a hand travel to his neck and encircled his slender frame.

“You like it like this don't you?”

Brian nodded fervently, tears blotching the redness of his cheeks. He was turning into a mess right in front of him and James almost feared for the feeling that settled in his gut. Oh how he wanted to see this shuddering, blob of emotions on this man more than once.

He heaved forward at the thought and grabbed unto Brian’s dick. His hand wrapped around it well, stroking as he neared the edge. He whispered, “Let’s cum together okay? Can you do that? Hm?”

He was sure that whatever coherence Brian had before, had left him. He nodded and jerked, his hands turning white from the sheer strength they held the bedsheets.

“Fucking hell!” James grunted, his body shuddering as he released. It was quick and slow at the same time, drawing out as he watched himself bring Brian to the end of the line as well. His bust across his chest, white spittles hurling over in torrents.

James leaned forward as he caught his breath. Brian visibly relaxed beneath him, completely reddened and flushed. There was tears mixed with snot and inevitable cum that’d spread to the tip of his chin. He was a mess.

A beautiful, arousing mess.

James pulled out slowly from his shuddering body,  collapsing beside him. Spent and highly satisfied. He turned to meet Brian’s glazed eyes on him, a small smile pulling at his lips. “I’m at my limit, but I could go for one more round before evening. Just give me a minute to recover.”

James laughed, “same here, how about we take the next stop to the bath—the jacuzzi is amazing.”

“Now I'm really tempted,” Brian said with a smile. “I just may not be able to walk there, I can't feel anything.”

“Me neither.” they laughed and James moved to hold Brian in his arms. He didn't protest and let him. it was more of a sexual gesture than anything suggestive anyway.

At least… that's what he thought.

[to be continued in a future story heheh]

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NEW STORY AVAILABLE

Dark Paradise (M/M) | Read Here

Logline: Forced into a dangerous deal with a ruthless nightclub owner, Alfie navigates a world of power, seduction, and betrayal, risking everything for a chance at freedom and love.

Blurb: When Alfie is faced with a choice between losing his left hand or working for a notorious nightclub, the decision is easy. Drowning in debt after being disowned by his wealthy parents, Alfie McKellar finds himself trapped, with his only shot at financial freedom resting in the hands of the powerful man who now holds his fate.

Nikolai Komarov inspires fear from his homeland to the streets of New York City. He's seized control of the city's nightlife, running Pallieria, the most exclusive club, and keeping the city's elite firmly under his thumb. With his sights set on power alone, Nikolai doesn't expect his focus to waver—until he meets Alfie, a doe-eyed beauty whose presence stirs the deepest, darkest parts of himself he's fought to keep hidden.

And what Nikolai desires, he always takes.

But being the boss's favorite brings its own dangers. As Alfie struggles to survive the dangerous world that is Nikolai's, he becomes desperate to secure his position. What he doesn't anticipate, however, is discovering the man beneath the ruthless facade.

Nikolai doesn't believe in commitment, love, or anything that could lead to pain. But despite knowing the risks, Alfie can't help but fall for the illusion-even if it means getting burned in the process.

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Hi, I'm Rose Noir (known better as rosenoirwrites) and I'm a romance author with a love for crafting dark & fluffy romance stories. My current wip is 'Dark Paradise' and you can read it on my patreon or on Inkitt.

Let's connect! Join my Discord, Patreon or Facebook group for more!

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From ‘Leonelli’s Obsession’ by rosenoirwrites on Wattpad & Inkitt

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Memes that keep me going 🙌🤣

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Dario: I hate humans

Wu Hyun-seok: *breathes*

Dario: *blushes* okay, not all

Read Dario’s Lifeline by Rosenoirwrites on Wattpad, Inkitt and Tapas!

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BW | BEYOND WORDS

summary: billionaire tycoon x black woman || opposite attracts trope. this series would be exploring cute and conflicting moments in their relationship.

Part one | make me breakfast

“You’re such a show-off,” Maya laughed between bated breaths as she jogged behind Dante. Her unnaturally athletic boyfriend wove through the trail effortlessly, sending half smiles over his shoulder as she struggled to keep up.

“Do you want me to slow down for you, bambina? I can be slow too.” He bit back his chuckle at Maya’s exasperated response. He doubled his speed, feeling her catching up — probably to beat his ass, more or less if she did.

By the time they made it back to the exit of the park, Maya was barely moving, hunched forward and taking deep and steady breaths. “Never…again. We are never doing this again.

Dante chuckled, “Never say never, baby. If we're consistent, you'll get used to the pain in no time.”

Maya straightened, narrowing her eyes at his amused face. They'd barely spent an hour jogging through the park and yet she felt the sweat rolling over her body in waves with her lungs fighting desperately for their lives.

While Dante looked unfazed. Sweat slid over his face and peppered the faint lines on his forehead but his breathing was even and calm. His slim fit shirt glistened and clung to his pecs, outlining the lines in all their glory.

Maya looked away. She was supposed to be pissed that for one, she was a mess while he excelled at looking so attractive working out.

“Are you checking me out?” He lowered his voice and drew closer, pulling his lips in a teasing smirk. “You like what you see?”

“No, I don't.” She pushed back against his chest, oddly aware that they stood in a quite crowded space to be flirting so blatantly — not that he cared or anything. He’d jump at it if she made a move here and now.

But she brushed the loose strands of her hair back and made her way to their parked car. Flustered and annoyed by his bellowing laughter behind her.

When they got home though, barely even a step in, his lips found hers in a rush. Gnawing and teasing the lip captured between his teeth. Her lungs barely had time to keep up with their frantic kiss that left them both breathless.

Dante drew back first, running a thumb over her gleaming bottom lip and breathing out. “You’re so beautiful when you're pissed at me, bambina. Should I tease you more often?”

Maya rolled her eyes, unable to stop the smile that pulled at her lips. “Do you ever not tease me?”

He furrowed his brows as if in thought. Before finally coming to a conclusion, “That’s true, I don't think so.”

Maya scoffed at his playful smile, heaving a sigh before pulling away from his hold. “I'm hungry, would you be so kind and make your beloved girlfriend breakfast?”

“Is she asking me nicely though? Do I look like a chef you can just command whenever you want?” He held unto her hand as she backed away into their shared apartment.

Maya pouted, wrapping her hands around him and moving closer. “Will you please make me something to eat, my lovely boyfriend? The treasure of my heart, the apple of my beautiful eyes-”

He cut her off with his laugh, throwing his head back in exasperation. Just how had he been living his life before meeting this angel? He let his eyes find her pouted lips and unto the beautiful chestnut brown eyes that reflected in his. Sometimes it was hard to imagine that she was his. Or rather, that he was hers.

She was too beautiful, funny and immaculate to be true. Her smile brightened his day, her laugh reverberating in his mind and traveling to his beating heart. It didn't look like it but she had carved a place in his heart and he really couldn't say no when she asked - not that he wouldn't tease her first.

“Fine.” He admitted his defeat, shaking his head at her triumphant smile. “But first, let’s take a shower, I don’t want to pollute the food.”

“Just admit that you want me, you don’t have to use the food as an excuse.” She teased, poking at his chest playfully. “All you have to do is ask.”

“Well, that’ll be a lot of asking.” He whispered, slowly bringing his lips close to hers. “Cause I find myself always wanting you. Every time and everywhere, bambina.”

She crinkled her nose at him, trying but failing to hide her smile. “You’re so cheesy.”

“But you love it.” He pecked her nose and moved to take the lead, pulling her gently towards the bathroom. “Now, let’s go shower and then, I’ll make you the best breakfast you’ve ever had.”

“That’s what you always say,” she mumbled, sheepishly following his lead with a smitten smile plastered across her face.

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So, I really like doing Picrews but I'm also Black, SO! I decided to compile a list of picrews and dolls that had a wide range of skin tones, option for Black facial features and Black hair options THAT MAKE SENSE. If you find anymore please add on! These are my favs to go back to 😁

Djarn Charater maker

Smile Maker

Icon Maker-Star Wars

Icon Maker by Magenta Girl

Adorable Character

Vintage Western Girl

BAYDEWS AVATER MAKER

Specs Maker

Hummm Girl

Girl Maker

Poicon Maker

Aloha! Sushicore Icon

Space Princess

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Dark Academia ways to stay healthy:

(‘Cause I care about you bastards)

You are Elizabeth Bennet, walk child! If you get a chance to walk to places instead of using transportation do so, if you have a nice place to walk like a park with lots of trees or a wood, what are you waiting for?

Coffee malt, is a beverage made with malt which pregnant people drink because they can’t have real coffee and it tastes quite similar. No extra caffeine for extra bi ches.

Practice commonly ‘dark academia’ sports, such as fencing, cricket, archery, swimming, also dancing mostly classic ballet or ballroom dance but it could be others, running, badminton, rafting, to name a few.

Try to care more about the way you eat, you don’t need to get near a salad if you don’t want to, but you could try to look for what kind of food you are having, you could search for recipes of your favorite historical period or place (I heard Ancient Greek food is quite easy to make), I mean if they could do it with near to nothing so can you! Or if you are having a pizza you could try making it at home so you don’t eat any unnecessary calories and fat.

Take your vitamins! I don’t care if you have to shove them down your throat with a glass of wine. And have some sun you wretched vampire! That D vitamin keeps you looking good (please do so in the recommended hours and not for a long period of time)

Sleep, I’m not a responsible person so I’m not asking you to be so, but at least try to sleep more than five hours, even if you can’t sleep at night try to fix your sleep schedule or sleep considerable hours when you can.

Stretching, even if you don’t exercise some stretching is good for your muscles.

Of course this is easier said than done but is not about doing it all at once, but little improvements day by day.