Weekend Challenge: Like the bard said...
Feb. 16th, 2018 12:04 pm
One of my favorite gifts I received this Christmas is a set of fridge magnets with 200 words pulled from Shakespeare's works. The idea is to make bard-inspired sentences and phrases out of them.
So, comment here with either "Single Bard" (for one prompt) or "Double Bard" (for two), and I will deal out the Elizabethan Inspiration. :)
PS: Some of the prompts are angsty, some more playful, some a little saucy - and of course, the fic/art they inspire can go in any genre direction. Post 200 or more words by Thursday at 11:59pm Eastern, and I'll write a ficlet or make you some icons as you request.
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Date: 2018-02-16 05:16 pm (UTC)And as a silly side note - someone gave me a stuffed shark magnet (he's about 2" long) and my cat would get on the counter beside the fridge and steal it. I'd find the dumb thing all over the house.
ANYway... :D
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Date: 2018-02-16 05:43 pm (UTC)Here goes:
"Loathsome discontent doth by tormented manner poison."
Oooh. Angsty. And...
"Come, thou seemly man and yield to thine lordship."
(I wonder what W.S. would think of slash? Guessing he'd be a fan, lol)
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Date: 2018-02-19 01:46 am (UTC)I took the second quote and turned it into a fic (with you in mind!): The Angel and the Winchester (https://asphaltcowgrrl.livejournal.com/253189.html). The other is still in progress... 1k in and barely scratching the angsty surface (but then, Andy's got a lot of angst stored up, I think).
(Hah - and yeah, you know WS would be all over slash fic!)
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Date: 2018-02-19 05:18 am (UTC)I'm glad both prompts inspired. I had a feeling the first would work for your boys if the timing was right. I look forward to reading it!
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Date: 2018-02-19 02:35 pm (UTC)Yeah, that first one has Andy written all over it (poor guy). I hope to have it done soon.
Thanks for such successful prompts!
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Date: 2018-02-16 05:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-02-16 05:45 pm (UTC)"Foreswear not love, for I am thine!"
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Date: 2018-02-16 05:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-02-16 05:52 pm (UTC)Billiam says:
"Methinks thee a tempting poison, villain."
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Date: 2018-02-16 05:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-02-16 06:01 pm (UTC)One single bard, coming up!
"Through grace doth love give’st light on a perilous night."
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Date: 2018-02-16 08:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-02-16 10:47 pm (UTC)*slides them across the bar*
"Haste, lover! Hither, ere winter strikes."
"Therefore yield she will, alas."
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Date: 2018-04-18 05:00 pm (UTC)No spoilers or warnings necessary.
David squatted down to be at eye-level with the seated animal and rubbed one hand between the erect black ears. “I’m sorry about this…I don’t know…if I…if he…but I’ll fix this. I’ll make it right. You shouldn’t have come here…either of you…it isn’t safe…but, I’m happy to see you. If you hadn’t held on…hadn’t come for me…I might still be in that box…” To keep her from asking what box, he stood up and grabbed her hand. “Thank you.” He paused, looked at her hand as if the human contact was both unexpected and deeply welcome. “I know now…who I am…what I am…that this…” his hand waved, indicating everything around them without taking his eyes from the wonder of her face, “isn’t real…well…its real but it isn’t…”
It was real, but he didn’t know yet how to break free of the nightmare.
“He’s…”
“We’re safe here. He can’t get in where we are…I won’t let him hurt you.” His expression and the nervous quaver in his voice belied the assurance of his words, and when the echoing chortle of deep, rumbling laughter reverberated above them like the thunder of a tank driving over an underground cement tunnel, they all realized they might not be as safe as David wanted to believe.
The blossoms above began to curl, to blacken and shrivel and tumble from their perches, crisp little things that fell like inky rain that stung against their skin. The wolf pressed against the humans’ legs with a whine. David’s hand tightened around Tamara’s as she whispered, “We should hurry…I have a feeling it’s about to get really cold in here.”
“She will yield…and die…”
Lenny’s disembodied words crawled like ants against Tamara’s ear. She brushed away the sensation, relieved that David did the same at the same moment.
He nodded and said only, “Right.”
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Date: 2018-02-16 11:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-02-17 12:47 am (UTC)Okay, I like this one but it's one of the sillier ones so if you'd like another let me know.
"Wherefore art thou, damn spot?"
Pup fic?
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Date: 2018-02-17 02:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-02-17 07:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-02-16 11:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-02-17 12:49 am (UTC)"Mischance dost measure a man."
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Date: 2018-02-17 05:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-02-17 05:47 am (UTC)"Thou has’t wooed a wicked woman."
"Friend, methinks you would deceive him."
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Date: 2018-02-19 01:27 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2018-03-04 07:10 pm (UTC)