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#and maybe a sonnet
littleteapotghost · 1 year
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All I'm saying is that I deserve a l little lovelorn pining. Is that too much to ask?
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pierrespuli · 9 months
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not to sound like a gatekeeping man but if you are shocked Sonnett is doing fine in the year of our lord 2023 you clearly dont watch women's club soccer
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teathattast · 1 month
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i'm thinking maybe it's something that's real
that would explain why i feel how i feel
there's a million reasons i'm in love
you're my why and my because
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hauntedpearl · 2 years
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I miss your gumbo on the stovetop. I miss every moment of you. — Nina LaCour
im so obsessed with dean's inability to say things like a normal person!!!!
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krenenbaker · 9 months
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A Sonnet for a Knight
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Eyes blue… no, pink? No, blue, steadily gaze, Surveying the land for possible threats. Hard work, though humbleness, always ablaze, But seeing the good which the world forgets.
You have such kindness set inside your heart Although it seems that you must always fight. Your gentle, calm nature sets you apart From others who also serve as a knight.
Protecting your family, and next king, While batt'ling yourself - your body, your mind. Working for harmony and peace to wing, And quietly showing a smile so kind.
It's true what I say, though it may sound bold: I believe Silver's more precious than gold.
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Tags: @dove-da-birb, @azulashengrottospiano, @inkybloom-luv
If you would like to be tagged in my future writing, please let me know!
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myrddin-wylt · 11 months
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concept: Arthur writes sonnets for his all of his lovers EXCEPT Mathias. Mathias gets exclusively Old English epics (or at least parts of epics) like Beowulf.
bonus: Arthur doing Shakespeare is already a top-tier concept. Arthur and Mathias doing Beowulf is just [chef's kiss].
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why don’t we get more cassandra retellings. is it because “woman exposed to the monstrosity of men with power goes around telling people how bad things are but no one believes her” is too on the nose
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hamletthedane · 1 year
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Wilde I know you’re gay but you’re killing me 😂
(From questionnaire completed by a 23yo Oscar Wilde in 1877, while he was studying at Oxford)
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definegodliness · 1 year
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Hiatus including, it’s been months since I wrote a sonnet. I’m gonna be riding that high all day 🤙
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le-suspect · 1 year
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so we all know that regulus writes sad boy poetry but you’re telling me that james in love with the idea of love potter, aka the biggest romantic fool who has ever graced the hogwarts grounds, wouldn’t spill his heart out on a parchement writing romantic poems cmon now
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charliechaotic · 2 months
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hii this is smth for me but i hope anyone would like- I have zero clue how to write batfam or gotham stuff, so please dear gods give me advice if possible <3 (my only reference is tumblr writing prompts, reaction videos, and the Dark Matter fic lmao- this is uh. basically the concept is my oc ending up in Gotham- So far thats all this is gonna be, but I hope you enjoy <:):
When Wren awakes, it is in pain. Agony agony agony agoNY AGONY AGONY-
It feels like he's drowning. Burning? Both? His memory feels so fuzzy. Where is he? ..What happened?
Everything goes dark again.
When Wren awakes again, he finds himself laying on a rooftop, staring up at the night sky- cast over with a deep pollution unfamiliar to him. It was a rare night in Relsia to not be able to see the stars.
He is quick to sit up, coughing up nothing but his own breath, tears welling in his eyes as he takes back in the memory of the feeling.
That color. So vivid in his mind, surrounding him- it matched that of his eyes, should he not have had the flakes of gold in them. It unsettles him to think about.
His body aches as he pushes himself up, hugging his well worn hoodie close- when had it gotten so torn up? It looked like he'd been in some big fight while wearing it, but he cant quite pull the memory up. He tries to keep himself steady, shortening his staff to use as a support. He has to work out where he is, despite the pain gnawing at him. Had he used his power too much? It felt like he'd been torn apart and pit together a million times.
He brushes his hair back with his hands, fixing his glasses on his face. "Id almost kill to see Merc right now."
He finds himself speaking aloud, discomforted by the silence around him. Maybe he could get himself to the Northeast end of the city and stop by. He had promised to stop by sometime soon. He made no promises he wouldn't be in incredible pain. If he could make it that far across the city, anyway. He manages to get himself to about two rooftops away from his starting point before the aching starts to bring him down. He needs to rest, unfortunately. Maybe he can find somewhere alright in the streets below- he can't seem to recognize the area. It looks worse than the worst part of Relsia he's seen in his life. He studies the streets below, trying to work out a normal way to climb down and get a look around- maybe he could sneak a ride on a bus or something. He's willing to risk getting attacked on one today. He sways ever slightly as he thinks, before a voice startles him out of it.
"Hey, buddy. Could you step away from the edge for me?"
He flinches at the sound, immediately turning his gaze to the voice, glaring with distrust at the source- making eye contact with a man around his height, but with a lot more muscle. He appears to be wearing a costume- some kind of 'super suit' probably. His outfit is mostly black, he exception being the streaks of blue- one being centered on his chest. If he were able to think any clearer, he'd say it looked like the way you add birds in the background of paintings in fourth grade. He'd find it a little amusing if he couldn't hear his heart pounding in his chest, still glaring.
The man raises his arms a bit, giving a reassuring smile.
"Hey, its okay. My name is Nightwing. Are you alright?"
Wren feels the mans gaze flick between his hair and eyes, taking a slight step back- further towards the ledge.
"Your name means nothing. I dont know who you are."
His voice comes out in a sharper tone than he intends, his words distorted in a way that almost sounds like a glitchy phone call, on top of the buzz of a voice modulator. He seems a bit surprised by his own voice, a hand reaching up to his throat out of confusion.
uhhhh thats the end lmao- i genuinely Just wrote this so uhm. hope someone sees it? and enjoys? <:) you can probably see some obvious inspiration from Dark Matter, which I completely accept drbrh- I really liked the concept! though how Wren got in the pit water is VERY different heheh
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crazyw3irdo · 1 month
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been asked if i’ll make a hamlet version of my uquiz and truly like i get why you’d want me to do that but why would i do that when rosencrantz & guildenstern are dead exists
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ifyoucandaniel · 1 year
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Ok wait I’m not done actually. This post has given me brain rot so bad I’ve been staring at it for like days weeks hours years, so bare with me.
Just thinking: Lily Evan’s is the second daughter of the king and queen, and as the second daughter it’s her duty to marry outside of the kingdom to build strong allies. The obvious choice of course is James potter, the neighboring kingdoms sole heir and most powerful ally. Lily and James are both quiet close actually and all things considered, there are worse options (i.e. the third son mulciber in another kingdom) so to solidify the alliance the Evan’s send Lily across the oceans with their trusted guards. One being Dorcas, who is pulling a mulan and has been pretending to be a man for the past 3 years in order to join the knights and fight. Dorcas tries to keep an appropriate distance from Lily as a knight, but Lily is in a sort of melancholy muse where she kind of looks out over the water and without looking at Dorcas goes “have you ever felt like you’re not really a person, but just a puppet who lets everyone pull the strings? I feel like I have no control, but I don’t think I’ve ever tried to take it either.” And Dorcas kind of just lets that sit with them. Then one night their ship wrecks (ofc like all good stories) and the two of them are the only survivors/only ones on the same part of the land. Just thinking about them having to navigate the land and grow closer and Lily feeling conflicted because while she’s never had any loyalty to marrying James and knows neither of them care about the alliance aside from placating their parents, she does feel conflicted because she was under the impression she only liked woman? And this is a man? So she’s going through a crisis coming to terms with being bisexual when finally after some big thing, she finds out Dorcas is a woman, and she’s angry and Dorcas thinks it’s bc she was lying and committing a crime technically punishable by death, but Lily is mad because she made her think she was attracted to men😭 any ways yeah so just them falling in love and Dorcas protecting Lily and !!!!
Also James pov where it’s him losing his goddamn mind because Lily is like his best friend and he loves her so so much and when the news of the wreck reached him he was like “yeah no she’s still alive nothing could kill Lily Evans, we need to go find her” and everyone keeps telling him there were no survivors but he’s like I don’t give a fuck, she’s alive. So then with the help of Lady Walburga’s son and his best friend Sirius, he’s able to sneak out one night pretending to be a commoner, but he runs into regulus and somehow they’re forced to travel together (reg probably said smth like “if you don’t take me with you I’ll to straight to your very worried parents and tell them you’re putting yourself in danger without any guards to go look for Lily alone” and James is like FUCK fine you can come, just don’t say I didn’t try). So the two of them traveling together, reg trying to get away from his family, James searching for Lily, and falling in love at the same time as Lily and Dorcas <3 gays all around
And just for some wolfstar bc I can’t function without them: Sirius being left to kind of mediate the potters and be like “it’s ok I’m sure James is fine, he’s smart it’s ok we’ll find him” while hiding the fact that he snuck James out, and he meets a stable boy (OFC BC I LOVE THIS TROPE YOY CAN RIP IT FROM MY DEAD HANDS) and he’s like instantly GONE. Remus being a stable boy and meeting the charming, beautiful Lords son and being like “yeah fuxk you and the monarchy, you’re probably an asshole who wipes his ass with gold leaf” and Sirius is like *heart eyes, aWOOga* “my family and the inherent inequality of the monarchy again😍” and they fall in love <3
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mishkakagehishka · 10 months
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To avoid disembowelling myself, i will learn to write poetry
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fandomcollectorbex · 3 months
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My Shakespeare professor brought up the thought that nobody writes sonnets about fictional characters for fanfiction. Now I kind of want to.
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mashmouths · 9 months
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☁️ read me something from your favourite sonnet please
hello!! thank you for playing!! i sound very awkward as it is very late and very quiet in this room (and i'm very scared just in general) but i hope it isn't like. too bad to listen to. anyway <3
https://voca.ro/1jc2rGUjULdh
(from this ask game!)
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