#Mercutio:001

[museforblooms]

★⠀⠀ ⁄ ⠀⠀CURSE OF CAPULET is the fictional debut mini—album by the idol band BELLADONNA released on February 14, 2024. After their win on Superband, Belladonna would take five months to write and produce their first album with the help of Plastic Flowers SALEM and OLIVER and former Lush member DALLAS LINWOOD. Along with the songs written by the members, Salem had gifted them an old draft, RENEWAL, which was supposed to appear on Wind and Rain in 2019 but was replaced with another song. The album takes on themes of love, desperation, mortality, and the inevitability of fate with their concept changing from girlhood to medieval and renaissance imagery, often seeing the girls depicted as saints. The album had one title track, BURN ALIVE, but RENEWAL was also promoted as a b-side.

★⠀⠀ ⁄ ⠀⠀Curse of Capulet comes from the play Romeo and Juliet by Williams Shakespeare as it's themes closely resemble the overall meaning of their debut album. It is a reference to Mercutio's death in Act III, scene I in which he curses both the Capulets and Montagues with "a plague o' both your houses!", blaming both of them for his death. He wants Romeo to know that he blames the feuding families for his fate and remind Romeo that his love for Juliet was the reason for his death to Tybalt, Juliet's short tempered cousin. The album was released with TWO versions: ROMEO and JULIET, with the back cover featuring quotes from both characters alongside the tracklist.

★⠀⠀ ⁄ ⠀⠀TRACKLIST.

‘ # 001.⠀ ⠀OLIM ──── written by kwak yulli, produced by oliver song, and performed by belladonna. olim is an introduction track to belladonna's debut track and mimics catholic hymns, with the word olim itself representing the beginning of a fairytale. the translation goes as: "once, long ago God arrived in this age of brightness / He will come again" and is repeated twice. all members of belladonna referred to this as the hardest recording session that they've ever had. the idea was brought up by oliver as a joke, but yulli saw it as the perfect time to flex her old latin skills from attending catholic skills. it was almost cut completely, but the girls were able to save it at the last minute.

‘ # 002.⠀ ⠀TITLE TRACK: BURN ALIVE ──── written and produced by bae haena, performed by kwak yulli. in their debut single, belladonna comes out swinging as they depict themes of addiction, self-destruction, and the sacrifices made for love. the main imagery of the song is a toxic relationship where both parties are consumed by their vices and are unable to break the cycle of destructive patterns. because of this relationship, they are no longer who they aspired to be and desire to capitalize on their own pain, a reflection on modern society.

‘ # 003.⠀ ⠀THEATRE ──── written by ko sarang, produced by dallas linwood, performed by kwak yulli. theatre explores the desire for love and acceptance through the lens of a theatrical performance. it delves into the idea of yearning for a love that feels like it belongings in a grand gesture from a movie or performance. the narrator is willing to go through the motions by pretending and faking emotions just to fulfill this dream of being loved. they yearn to be loved and adored as a film star, swept up in a fantasy where all their desires are achieved.

‘ # 004.⠀ ⠀FORTUNATE ISLES ──── written by kim eulsun and kim wonhui, produced by dallas linwood, and performed by kwak yulli. this song is often the one that gets the most criticism as professionals and netizens alike believe it doesn't fit the sound of the album. however, the girls are always ready to double down on how much they love the song. taking it's name from the greek island where all their greatest heroes lived, fortunate isles conveys the story of a letter being delivered to an ex lover who isn't quiet over their relationship yet, asking to be reborn in spring so they can live together forever.

‘ # 005.⠀ ⠀RENEWAL ──── written and produced by salem kueakulsri, performed by kwak yulli. renewal was a gift to the members of belladonna from plastic flowers leader, salem kuekulsri. in an instagram live, she confirmed that it had intended to be a plastic flowers song, but it was cut and eventually left in her vault of music. she said that she gave it to belladonna to remind them that they always hold the power in their lives and as a way to keep them strong. it explores themes of personal growth and resilience in the face of adversity, wanting to start anew and find solace in oneself after experiencing setbacks and challenges. by "growing a new plant in your head", the narrator can reach a new sense of personal transformation and optimism, leaving anyone that doubted them behind.

‘ # 006.⠀ ⠀LOVERS ──── written by bae haena, produced by oliver song, performed by kwak yulli. haena is quickly establishing herself as the queen of heartbreaking ballads in the group and fans absolutely love it. in this slower track, yulli really shines vocally as she laments on a relationship that failed, but only just realizing how good she had it. with only two verses and a chorus, their message comes across very well as they repeat "i wish you were with me" and "me as yours, you as mine".

‘ # 007.⠀ ⠀PAGAN POETRY ──── written by kwak yulli, produced by oliver song and dallas linwood, performed by kwak yulli. this song explores the spiritual connection between two people as the singer s pedalling through the dark currents and finding an accurate copy of another's pleasure inside of her. this connection is described as a secret code carved into black lilies, something deeply romantic and spiritual. the concept of paganism is reflected in the individual's connection to the divine as deeply personal and the beauty and spiirtualiy is celebrated.

★⠀⠀ ⁄ ⠀⠀STYLING.

★⠀⠀ ⁄ ⠀⠀ERA SUMMARY.

‘ # 000.⠀ ⠀MAJOR ACHIEVEMENTS: 200,000 sales in the first week and a nomination on every major south korea music show. fans were unable to get them a win, but they would only place behind the actual winner by a few points, making it possible for the next era.

‘ # 000.⠀ ⠀belladonna's fandom name, DOVES, would be announced by the girls in a video on how to cheer for burn alive. it was chosen because doves are often seen as a symbol of peace, freedom, or love—all things their fans provided for belladonna.

‘ # 000.⠀ ⠀the budget was the talk of the town. everyone was supervised to see how lavish and beautiful their concept photos, music videos, and performance outfits were. it drove poppies mad and they demanded for equal treatment for the two.

‘ # 000.⠀ ⠀ fan wars started between DOVES and POPPIES as soon as it was confirmed salem and oliver were working on the album. many accused belladonna of not being able to write or produce their own music, which is objectively not true as seen by their superband run, and were just overall nasty towards the girls.

‘ # 000.⠀ ⠀ the OLIVER and YULLI DATING RUMORS. . . someone had posted a video of them looking a bit too close after plastic flowers' performance at cheeky's and twitter just ran with it. superbloom had to issue a statement saying they were just friends and had a close "senior—junior artist" relationship.

‘ # 000.⠀ ⠀ enough about plastic flowers! DALLAS LINWOOD was praised for his work on the album! after announcing his retirement from performing, most were excited to see him working on music again and he did not disappoint on these arrangements.

‘ # 000.⠀ ⠀ belladonna performed and WON their first time on immortal songs: singing the legends. they were on the PATTI KIM episode and sang MOTHER'S HEART IN SEOUL! it was praised by the older generation of domestic netizens and the girls will definitely be returning.

‘ # 000.⠀ ⠀all of the girls were supposed to have their natural hair colors for this promotional period, but haena had over plans. without telling superbloom, she bleached her own hair and it surprisingly came out well! when the company found out, she was forced to tone it and it remained a white color.

‘ # 000.⠀ ⠀many pre-debut fans were disappointed by their concept shift. though it was hinted at in the later rounds of superband, many wanted them to keep their "girl—rock" sound because they could relate to what they were singing about. there's a clear divide between these stans and those that enjoyed the curse of capulet.

‘ # 000.⠀ ⠀they were given a reality show called THE BELLA'S, which was filled with fun challenges and the girls getting to know each other! it's a loved series by fans and is still being uploaded even after promotions ended. they had a whole episode on haena's hair, which was an instant classic.

‘ # 000.⠀ ⠀despite knowing each other for less than a year, BELLADONNA seemed very close. they have amazing chemistry together and even showed how well they knew each other on BLOOM WITH US, with YULLI being the overall winner because she "loves her members".

‘ # 000.⠀ ⠀they also posted various covers including EDGE OF SEVENTEEN by stevie nicks, NIGHT SHIFT by lucy dacus, CHILL KILL by red velvet, THE CHAIN by plastic flowers, DITTO by newjeans, and many more.

[astralsummoner-blog]

@calacavera

She knew his face. Lucy was sure of it. It took a moment but slowly it ll came back to her. 

“Ah...Mercutio...?”

[lnvitto]

setting : circa 2010, nothing, not the glimmer of stars nor the blink of neon boards betray the tragedy that has befallen a man, having been struck down, who now lays in a pool of his own blood. no warning signs whisper nor spell the cataclysm lay not in that stranger’s death but rather in the reverse — the other whose hand are now permanently stained and slicked with gore, forth which a carmine wrath had spilled tenfolds, uninhibited and irreversible. 

present : @ofrosso 

There is no helping the ominous feeling which sinks deep and heavy in the pit of his stomach the moment he sees Marcelo’s name light up on his phone. Three missed calls. Call it intuition or just plain worry but Cristian’s jaw only clenches harder and all previous thought of his negotiations and trip to Russia ceases the moment he realizes he’s missed their call more than twice. Marcelo knows to only call a second time if it’s important and a third if it’s life or death, and they’ve known it for a long time. Cristian swears under his breath, hoping it was just another one of the boy’s antics but just as well as they know him, he knows them. He knows that even a second call from them should warrant an answer.

Many thoughts rush through his brain within the span of the thirty seconds he takes to make the brief walk from his private charter to the car awaiting him. He’s tired from a long journey but nothing could make him to ignore those three unanswered calls. So, with quick and purposeful taps on his phone screen the dial tone breaks up the blaring sirens in his ears.

CRISTIAN: Come on, pick up.

He swears under his breath, annoyance and unease both prickling under his skin like an itch he can’t scratch. It rings until finally... he hears not the monotone ringing but the sound of a person’s breathing over the phone.

Clearing his throat, he inquires steady and collected, almost stern. This better be worth my time.

CRISTIAN: Ciao, Marcelo? Qualcosa non va? ( Something wrong? )

[erudorago]

@calacavera​

“ That should do, right?” A small bag of coin fell from her hand to the table. The clunk and jingle ring out the legitimacy and direness of the pink-haired Draken’s request. She stood on the other hand, knee up and foot on the chair. The Empire of  Opalaria may not have had a true ruler but it seemed to take care of its own crimes well enough. Typical NPCs getting in her way.  She needed the extra help.   “ I’m looking to steal my ship back. How well can you fight? ”

[nathanielmontague-blog]

Moodboard 001 - Abe & Nat 

“ I'm singing in the rain Just singing in the rain What a glorious feelin' I'm happy again I'm laughing at clouds So dark up above The sun's in my heart And I'm ready for love”

@abe-mercutio

[creativxquirk-blog]

@calacavera

   Momo watched him curiously as she prepared for her own training. She didn't know his name, but this wasn't the first time she had seen him. It also definitely wasn’t the first time she had watched him practice and he had wonderful form. 

   Honestly, she wouldn't mind the chance to spar with him sometime in the future if he was willing. She had meant to ask before, but he always slipped away before she got the chance. Hopefully today she would be able to finally catch him.

   However, not one to get caught staring she began her own practice. After all, she certainly didn't come here to stare at a stranger instead of accomplishing anything. Plus she almost wondered if he had seen her staring. She really hoped not after all staring was not exactly a polite thing to do.

   Stepping into the space she quickly started to go through the motions and quickly found herself falling into her normal rhythm. When she felt satisfied she stopped and noticed that the man she had been staring at before appeared to be taking a break himself. Perhaps now would be a good time to finally ask.

   "Excuse me,” she paused a moment making sure she had his attention. “I saw you practicing earlier and well you have such wonderful form. I was wondering if perhaps you wouldn't mind practicing together sometime?" She was a little nervous asking like this but she pushed those feelings aside. The worst answer she could get from him after all was a no.

[lehetsz-kiraly]

Hello ^^ Could you do 001 for bencutio perhaps?

Totally! You and @team-mom-wannabe both requested this, so I hope I do it justice! 

when I started shipping it if I did: Oh, goodness. I think I was about 11.

my thoughts: I really love Bencutio as a ship. It’s my personal favourite for both the canon text and all the iterations of the musical I’ve seen. I’ve not seen a musical version I couldn’t ship it in. I have, however, seen a stage show I couldn’t ship it in.

What makes me happy about them: I think they balance each other out nicely. Benvolio is less of a wild-child than Mercutio (which isn’t to say he’s not an impulsive little shit, we all know he is).

What makes me sad about them: Well, there’s the obvious; Mercutio doesn’t make it through the text or any of the shows. They’re both men in a time/world where homosexuality wouldn’t be accepted, and Mercutio especially has a duty to his family to marry well. There’s all sorts of pressure on both them.

things done in fanfic that annoys me: When people say “Merc” it just kind of makes me think of Deadpool, but I’m pretty cool with it for the most part. Oh, and people portraying Benvolio as the docile one.

things I look for in fanfic: Tenderness. I’m always a slut for some good old fluff.

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: Mercutio with Tybalt. Benvolio with Rosaline (in an AU where neither of them are gay, which is my headcanon).

My happily ever after for them: No one dies, and they escape Verona together to live out their days in peace. They probably find a property in the countryside and live into old age together.

who is the big spoon/little spoon: Benvolio is the big spoon. Mercutio loooooves to be the little spoon.

what is their favorite non-sexual activity: Stargazing/being outside together.

[burr-sting]

TASK 001: THE REAPING TASK 013, Pt. 1: THE LAUNCH, THE CATACOMBS

instruction manual; a self para

There was a chill that whispered along the shoreline on the morning of the Reaping. It kissed Tio’s skin as he leapt from boulder to boulder, finally flipping to dismount into the cool winter’s sand. He always did prefer it colder - not cold enough to suffer any consequences, of course, but cold enough to feel alive. The sun had nearly risen, and other figures were beginning to appear on the beach. Tio picked up his shoes to jog home, winking as he passed a pretty girl he didn’t recognize - she must be from out of town, he thought. 

He was lucky, with the Academy in the same city as the Reaping. He’d never had to take days out of his week to see a ten minute presentation that would ultimately be rendered useless when the volunteers raised their hands. His brothers always had to travel. Tio looked to the sun. They would be here soon - the sun had risen further than he’d thought, and he was going to be late to meet his family. His parents were even accompanying his brothers this Reaping, to support Tio in what would serve as his graduation from the Academy.

But there was a chiseled young man passing by him to surf in the waves. The man smiled, and Tio smiled back.

Tio could stand to be late. It was his day, after all.

Step 1: Gentle bubbles at the shore melt into the tide and begin the journey back to sea.

-

Today was the big day, and Tio was running late. He would love to say he’d been with someone, that he and another tribute had succumbed to one final night of passion, but when he’d woken up prostrate at a strange angle and cold despite a comfortable bed and a plethora of blankets, he’d been alone. 

The sun was barely peeking over the horizon out his window, hints of lighted rays that perhaps once had color but now settled entirely desaturated against the gray of the dawn. Tio found himself watching the sky, watching the beams of light grab and tug at the sky until slowly, tediously, they pulled the sun in their wake, only for clouds Tio hadn’t noticed before to capture the light for themselves, eating it and leaving the Capitol with the same, colorless gray. A fitting mood, Tio supposed. Somber, and ready for death.

He couldn’t remember his dreams. It wasn’t that Tio usually could that was bothering him, because he usually couldn’t. But it was the sinking feeling that accompanied the scraps of story fleeing his mind that gave him pause. If anything, Tio had expected to wake up with a nervous, excited energy. After all, today was the first day of the rest of his life, of the best of his life. Today he built his legacy. But today, the great Mercutio Aquino couldn’t get out of bed.

It took an avox, in the end, to hover over Tio until he stood and dressed. He tossed the avox his dirty clothes, and then hurriedly downed eggs, bacon, and a cup of coffee, taking a cream cheese and lox covered bagel and a bottle of orange juice to go as he was herded out the door. Tio waved goodbye to Sirena, winked at Ashton, and looked around for Carol before he realized that Carol wasn’t there. Looks like Medea had succeeded after all. 

Step 4:The wave arches its back toward the shore from whence it came.

-

Tio’s outfit for the reaping was simple, chosen by his mother. A crisp white button down shirt and tan slacks, looking every inch the model District Four citizen. The cotton felt cool against his skin and his previous outfit lay discarded on the floor in whatever order he’d thrown them off. Tio’s last minute visitor had left to get ready himself, and Tio studied himself in the mirror. He was handsome, he supposed. That much had been proven to him many times over at this point in his life. But would he be able to charm and flatter those outside of the Academy, outside of District Four? Nothing was ever certain.

Well, not nothing. Tio fastened the trident that his brother had carved around his neck. He smiled and winked at his own reflection as he headed out the door. He had a Hunger Games to win.

Step 2: The wave is pulled forward and into itself over and over again as it builds into something bigger.

-

There were two outfits hanging up when Tio walked into his personal dressing room in the catacombs. He’d never known what one of these looked like before. They were more clinical than he’d pictured, with patterned tile that reminded him of a gym locker room. Fitting, in a way, since he was getting changed in order to pull off a feat of athletic prowess, though he knew it was just as much a mental and logical game as it was one of force. He wouldn’t be wearing athletic gear, though. No, instead he would be wearing an odd assortment of clothes, it seemed. 

One option had tights, shorts that formed a bubble down to maybe mid-thigh at most, and a short, poof-sleeved vest and a very wide, tight-fitting belt that went all the way up to his armpits (Tio was later corrected by his stylist that this was a corset), along with a bespectacled hat, some fun boots, and an interesting-looking shoulder pad. The other option was similar, though it lacked the corset and instead included a shirt that had voluminous sleeves that synched at the wrist, a long vest, and long, poofy pants that appeared to tuck into the boots. Tio had stripped in the mirror, and he stood there and considered himself. He needed sponsors to like him. He needed to be attractive. He also needed to be daring. He needed to set the tone for what Mercutio Aquino was going to be in this Arena.

Tio selected the corset outfit and had the stylist lace him into it, though loosely, as his muscular build didn’t give him much in the way of curvy hips on which the corset could settle. He’d look unique, and he liked that. The coset didn’t quite reach the top of his chest, and he stared at his pecs as he pulled the vest over the contraption, then the shoulder pad. Yes, he could work with this.

Step 5: The wave crests a beautiful white for a moment, hovering as though flying.

-

The room where they’d led Tio and Medea after the ceremony was abuzz with activity. There were so many people congratulating him, excitement, tears, even a few classmates who gave him quick kisses for good luck, not that he would need it. This was it, and he knew it. This was the start of it all, what the rest of his life was going to be like. Constant motion, in an ebb and flow like the ocean waves in which he’d grown up. The ocean was a majestic thing, cool and mysterious in a way that could inspire. Mercutio Aquino longed for nothing more than to be an ocean of a man. In only a week or two, he would be.

Over his mother’s shoulder, Tio spotted the same mop of blonde hair that had caught his eye this morning, the young man’s chiseled chest now hidden by more Reaping-appropriate attire. Tio excused himself. In other districts they weren’t allowed to leave, but in Career districts there was no fear of a tribute running. Tio winked at this morning’s new friend as he made his way to the bathroom, confident that he would be followed.

Step 3: The wave collects itself into a body, pulling above the water it once called a part of itself.

-

Tio had learned days ago that flirting with the stylist would not get him anywhere, so he refrained. He nodded to her as she locked him into the tube. It was silent in the tube, and despite her presence, Tio felt he was alone. Everything was still, lying in wait. There was no sound rushing in his ears, no lights or movements for his eyes to follow, no scent but his own breath.

It was in that silent, lonely moment that Tio realized that he could die, and, outside of his family, he would be alone. What true connections had he made? What bonds hadn’t he broken the morning after they were forged? And were his skills even good enough to win? As doubt began to swallow him whole, the tube began to rise, and Tio could do nothing to stop it.

Step 6: The wave crashes.

[vangyeon-blog]

HEADCANON 001 — van and rocco used to be the best of friends. from toddlers to ruling the middle school side by side. but ever since 8th grade, rocco completely turned on him, and van didn’t bother to ask why. they act as if they have never known each other, and now it’s nothing but awkwardness and annoyance and snide remarks. it’s like mercutio and tybalt, except neither of them die lmao. ( @rvcco )

[ashensolitude-blog]

Headcanon: j.001

                      THE TRUE STORY OF JULIET CAPULET                                            BEFORE / UP TO HER DEATH

                Juliet before   &   after Romeo are two almost completely different people,   &   if anyone thought to pay attention, it would be as evident as the fact that she was  ( &   continues to be even after death )  a dreamer; the main difference is her absolute   &   unquestionable obedience to her parents.  Before she met Romeo Montague, she was the model child any family would want, though, yes, she was wild, never one to keep her dreams a secret, but she was ALWAYS obedient; so much so, in fact, that when her parents told her she had to hate all Montagues, she did so without a doubt, she would frown at them, she would  f o r b i d  herself from looking at them, she would claim her hate onto them regardless of the fact that she knew nothing of the reason of her family’s hate onto them at all. 

                After, when the two met, the kiss in the great Capulet party came to her alike a wake up call; not only because it came on the very same day after her mother had placed the prospect of marriage in front of her  ( making of her dreams include romance too ),  but because when she learnt Romeo was a Montague, the shock of the revelation made her question everything she knew.  She was NOT in love with him, far from it, but there was something about he who she forever after called her poet, that simply didn’t sit right with the whole idea of  h a t i n g  the Montagues at all; after all, how could anyone as kind, charming   &   gentle as he had been to her could deserve any hate? 

                Still, the second she learnt of his identity, her own obedience made it so she forbid herself from seeing him again, from talking to him again, even from smiling in his direction; she blocked herself entirely from liking him, but the kiss they shared sparked a speck of rebellion that had not been set within her before.  Thus became the reason for which, when her parents presented the idea of marrying Count Paris  ( a man much older than her,   &   one she really COULD NOT get on with at all )  she came out in her full dramatic splendor claiming that    ‘I would rather marry a Montague whom I hate, than Paris whom I despise.’;       &   she acted in such a way that enrages her parents so much  ( even going as far as to falsely threaten kicking her out )  that they  c o m p l e t e l y  put off the entire idea of marriage for the girl until      ‘she comes of mindful age as to accept her duties’,      all with fear that she would embarrass them otherwise.  Of course, Paris was disappointed, but he moved on quite quickly. 

                &   perhaps that should have been that, but unfortunately it wasn’t; after all, Juliet   &   Romeo lived in the same city,   &   as if that was not enough, the Montagues were one of the two Lord families in Verona  ( the other one of which was the Capulets ),  so it was impossible for them to NOT see each other quite often, whether in church, or city celebrations.  In fact, they saw each other at church the Sunday after the party,  &   it struck Romeo as strange that Juliet was so cold with him  ( even from afar, he only smiled at her )  when they had even danced   &   kissed in the party; not that it was  s t r a n g e  for a Capulet to be cold towards a Montague, but we’re talking about gentle, dreaming Juliet here, the little sunshine of Verona, whom everyone in the city who knew her loved for her free spirit   &   ever smiling lips. 

                Thus, it is for it that, one day, on the celebration of a saint in Verona, Romeo pulled the girl to the side  ( a month or two after their first encounter at the party ),    &   tried to make his case onto why her ignoring him was ridiculous, due to the fact that       ‘I know our houses be enemies but I hate thee not, I cannot.  If that be why thou art as cold as a winter night since that blessed night I met thee, then I beg thee, kind Saint, hate me not, or if thou must, then put this hopeful worshiper out of his misery by telling me to never speak to thee again, for I knoweth none of what drives our families' enimity,   &  refuse it keep us apart, thus, speak, dear Lady, speak,   &   let my heart hope onto thee again.’      They were words so kind   &   so alike her own thoughts, that Juliet was unable to let herself hate him merely for her parents command; thus, they became friends, kind secret friends  ( that sometimes kissed ),  a relationship strong enough to bring about her going out in secret to see him, claiming she was going to prayer or to the market with her Nurse  ( a Nurse who was POSSESSED by a Protector of Love, thus completely was on Juliet’s side when it came to Romeo, who was supposed to be her absolute soulmate ),    &   eventually even enough for her to sneak out of her house in the middle of the night to  w a l k  about the gardens with him or merely sit   &   talk.

                A relationship that did not develop into full on love until about six to eight months after they met,   &   only when the idea of marriage was brought back into Juliet’s life a few months after her fifteenth birthday, did the two even consider immediately marrying.  It is then when everything depicted by the famous play comes to happen: they get secretly married ─ but it FAILED to be secret enough given the fact that Tybalt Capulet had spies everywhere  ( specially when it came to Juliet ),  thus he found out a day later  ( allowing the newlyweds the wedding night ),    &   it is for it that he  w i l l e d  for a fight with Romeo ─, Mercutio is slain, Romeo kills Tybalt   &   Romeo is exiled. 

                But,   &   here’s where we finally reach the end of the similarities with the play, after his exile, there was no little plot from the Friar to have Juliet be thought dead; instead, Romeo, a couple of minutes after his exile was announced, sent a letter to Juliet via Benvolio explaining his situation, his exile, his SADNESS onto what he had to do, his inability to avoid killing Tybalt for the name of his dead friend; but he was manipulative, something Juliet didn’t yet know,   &   he used what is now called ‘reverse psychology’ on her, stating his own  s h a m e,  his own anger,   &   how much he would understand if she never wanted to see him again: 

                      ...but if thy fair soul wilt,  if thy gentle heart sees thus fit to forgive this                       vile villain, I beg thee, my precious love, meet me within the safety of                       the monument maker of thy name’s fame,    where thou shall meet a                       man loving of thy person  with  all  his  heart,  ready to leave this city,                       something much livelier if it were to be by thy side.   Meet me, gentle                       Juliet,   let  this  marriage  be  merry  in a city far from the loathing of                                                                      these walls.

                It was a long letter that claimed his love for her in prose   &   song, one that made it easier for Juliet to decide to run away with him, not only for the fact that she really wanted to, but because even if she did not, in times such as the ones she was born in, what one’s husband said was law; thus, it was decided.  She went there in the middle of the night, without even her Nurse knowing so  ( if she had, Nurse would have stopped her, for she, being possessed by a Protector, KNEW what Romeo planned )  carrying of only a few things,   &   a hopeful heart.  When she arrived, such was their passion   &   her love, that their kisses of relief turned into more; something which, Romeo soon after  t u r n e d  into manipulation   &   deceit, when he then wondered by pretense what she would do if he were to die; something to which Juliet, thriving in drama   &   theatricality as always, replied by literally reaching for his dagger in order to point it in her heart’s direction.       ‘I would rather make mine body into this lonely dagger’s sheath   &   join thee in death than taking one breath without thy company.’ 

                 Those were her last words, for the shock of his actions silenced her, his betrayal when he moved so quickly   &   managed to push her hand forward to make the dagger go deep into her heart; he said       ‘For this truth, I shall say farewell, given in this day, which will mark the arrival of immortality onto mine heart, thus, death shall never touch me,   &   thy heart cannot live as long as mine might.  May age never touch thy beautiful face, nor wrinkle thy perfect lips, may youth be thy eternal companion.’        She did not know whether to cry or scream, whether to be angry or sad; thus, she died, betrayed, crying, left for death by the one person who was SUPPOSED to be her one true love, the one who was her soulmate, but chose immortality instead of a long life with her. 

                It was when he left her, bleeding   &   dying in that tomb, that her Nurse  ( as stated prior, possessed by a Protector of Love ),  came around to find her in order to offer her eternity protecting souls like hers from people like Romeo; protecting kind, gentle,  d r e a m i n g  souls who could be loved, keeping them safe from the Lifeless reality of those that, like him, chose immortality instead of Love. 

[sansese]

001 | Interview with the Vampire -- 002 | Fabiano -- 003 | Romeo (R&J) :D

Thank you :3

001 | Send me a fandom and I will tell you my: IWTV (I’m talking about IWTV and The Vampire Lestat, as I’ve not read the rest of the Vampire Chronicles)

Favorite character: Lestat de Lioncourt 

Least Favorite character: Magnus

5 Favorite ships (canon or non-canon): Lestat/Louis, Armand/Lestat, Lestat/Nicolas, Lestat/almost everyone, Louis/Fire lol

Character I find most attractive: Hmm. In the movie, Lestat

Character I would marry: None. I mean, vampires??

Character I would be best friends with: Lestat

a random thought: The mandela effect still fucks me up

An unpopular opinion: I found Antonio Banderas as Armand pretty convincing

my canon OTP: Lestat/Louis

Non-canon OTP: is there even one lol, the subtext in these books i swear

most badass character: Claudia

pairing I am not a fan of: Armand/Louis

character I feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another): idk

favourite friendship: Lestat & Nicolas before their trip to Paris

character I want to adopt or be adopted by: None

002 | send me a ship and I will tell you: Fabiano

when of if I started shipping it: Since I began to watch Real Madrid

my thoughts: They’re friendship goals. Fabs can always calm Cris down and Cris always cheers Fabs up

What makes me happy about them: See above

What makes me sad about them: They never play together and that 1 year exile from Fabs at Monaco

things done in fanfic that annoys me: idk

things I look for in fanfic: Fluff because I need it

My kinks: Fabs making Cris blush, Fabs and Cris playing together lol, I guess them speaking Portuguese? Oh! Fabs speaking French!

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: Cris with Kaka, Fabs with ?

My happily ever after for them: Fabs assisting Cris for the winner at Camp Nou, retiring together and coach Portugal NT

003 | Give me a character & I will tell you: Romeo

How I feel about this character: Meh

All the people I ship romantically with this character: Juliet just cause they’re together

My non-romantic OTP for this character: Romeo & Not thinking

My unpopular opinion about this character: Shitty friend

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: Never got married with Juliet and started all this shitshow

my het ship: Romeo/Juliet

my fem/slash ship: none

my OTP: Romeo/Juliet 

my OT3: none

my cross over ship: none

my kink: none

a head cannon fact: Romeo reflects in heaven/hell/purgatory on how a shitty friend he was towards Benvolio and Mercutio

my gender bend: none

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NPC SERIES  —  001

  CLEMENTINE MADEY  former lover & mother of child

             women  that  find  sorry  way  into  escalus  household  rarely  make  it  out  unscathed.  take  mother,  for  example.  young  age  of  nineteen  saw  child  bred  &  born.  thus  it  was  no  surprise  when  sympathy  cross  coast  erupted  at  sight  of  CLEMENTINE.  poor clementine!  sweet  &  bright  like  florida   home.  clementine,  who  fled  restrictive  middle  class  family  for  west  coast  art  school.  she  stumbled  into  a  storm.  verona  beach  was  never  meant  for  outsiders,  for  the  soft,  the  shining.  but  how  picturesque!   mansions  wedged  between  dive  bars  &  skeezy  gas  stations.  don’t  forget  beach,  either.  beach  all  too  grey  &  rocky  to  belong  to  such  a  vibrant  city.  summertime  joy  overwhelmed  with  new  sights  &  smells.  alone,  though.  all  alone.

            mercutio  had  a  talent  for  finding  the  lost,  the  excited  &  scared.  politician’s blood.  none  are  surprised  when  grin  greets  sunny  girl.  reporters  question  whether  this  has  to  do  with  recent  falling  out  between  boyfriend  &  self. ( it does )  but  deeper  feelings  develop.  mercutio  appreciates  rebellious  streak  amongst  domestic  &  delicate  disposition.  escalus  family  approves.  that  is,  until  her  sudden  disappearance.  nearly  a  year  later  mercutio  emerges  a  hero,  having  “adopted”  a  baby  (entirely  for  PR  purpose,  distraction  from  cousin  paris’s  pursuit  of  underaged  capulet)  named  ‘mercedes’,  who  would  possess  same  artistic  skill   &  wanderlust  as  mother  clementine.