#William Shakespeare Vincent van Gogh

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Vicente, Jorel!

Meu amigo Vicente II | Irmão do Jorel. Cartoon Network – 2019 28 abr Já imaginou ter o Van Gogh como seu melhor amigo? “caracoles, não é à toa que você só vendeu um quadro na vida/pô, você é o pior vendedor que já vi na vida” Irmão do Jorel Oficial – Facebook No episódio (3×18) ‘Meu Amigo Vincent’, o irmão do Jorel vai de orelhas inteiras pra aulas de arte com o mestre! Entre tintas, estrelas…

[cloudcountry]

SUMMARY: a handful of insecurities the ikemen guys would adore.

WARNINGS: none!! :D

COMMENTS: happy holidays everyone!! i hope this makes at least one person feel loved by their fav <3 just know that this isnt a decisive list and that no matter your insecurity your favorite suitor would adore you to bits.

you might think that they're silly for adoring your stomach so much, worshiping any extra fat or polished muscle you possess. they revel in your softness, burying their face into your midsection whenever they get the chance, kissing the skin there when they wake up and resting a hand over your belly button when you two go to sleep. if you’re ticklish there, watch out, because they take great joy in poking and prodding you just to hear you giggle.

arthur, dazai, will, charles, luke, silvio, edgar, kyle, seth, loki, masamune, mitsunari, motonari.

they don't understand what’s so embarrassing about your body hair. to them, it adds a sort of human softness to your legs as they run their hands down your calves, feeling the slight prickle of where each strand begins and ends. they think it’s beautiful, smiling so softly as they cup your knee, rubbing their thumbs across your skin. they do the same to your arms, cherishing every inch of your body,  just to remind you that even if you don’t like your body hair, they do because it's you.

leonardo, vincent, faust, clavis, zero, sirius, fenrir, mitsuhide, shingen.

your nose is often where their kisses land, sprinkling the bridge of it with their love and affection. they caress your face so tenderly as they bump their nose against yours, and you can feel the smile on their lips when they lean in to kiss you again. no matter what shape or what size, they will never stop thinking that your nose suits you just perfectly.

isaac, jean, leon, yves, sariel, keith, jonah, luka, dean, oliver, hideyoshi, keiji.

they think your acne and your scars are beautiful, even if you hate the way they look on your body. they insist it could never take away from your beauty, that you will always and forever be radiant, even with the red marks and the dull, faded scars. they’ll help you take care of them so you aren’t hurt, but they will never let you believe that you’re ugly. that word should not be associated with you, not when you have constellations speckled across your face and scars that are on their precious love and their precious love alone.

napoleon, sebastian, licht, nokto, alter keith, ray, dalim, mousse, yukimura, kanetsugu, kicho.

...and along with acne, they know you could never look prettier, especially not without your cellulite or stretch marks or anything in between. they trace the folds and warps in your skin with reverence because you are their love, their light, and their darling, and for as long as they live they want nothing more than to be able to hold you. because you are a human being who is worthy of love, if not for your humanity then because of your humanity.

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[rtlstuff]

So y'know that scene from Doctor Who when he takes Vincent Van Gogh to a modern museum to hear how loved his art is?

Well I want them to do that but with William Shakespeare and Baz Luhrmann's Romeo and Juliet. Just Bill in a cinema eyes wide in awe and a big shit eating grin across his face as he witnesses that masterpiece in all it's perfection.

[beefbbastard]

I saw you take ship edit requests? If it’s okay I’d love to see one of Vincent Van Gogh x William Shakespeare!

Sorry this took forever, I dunno why

[clairedelune-13]

Lol, at the people bitching about historical inaccuracy with Sir Isaac Newton, when this is a show where Charles Dickens encounters gas spirits, Queen Victoria is a werewolf, Shakespeare stops world ending witches with the power of words and quotes Harry Potter, Van Gogh defeats a hallucinatory monster only he could see and dedicated a painting to Amy and Robin Hood fights robots.

If after all THAT, Sir Isaac Newton being Not White and turning “gravity” into “mavity” still bugs you, then watch a different show.

[yarnnerdally]

Just thinking about being able to show the Ikémen Vampire men this video.

Very specifically them being like "Hey! There's Napoleon!"

And having crises after crises about the world on general.

And Dazai being like. "Yeah pretty much."

[not-krys]

19. Grey (Shakespeare, Vincent x Abby (OC))

So, anyone remember when I wrote about Theo finding Vincent and Abby in the future?

Well, this prompt inspired the idea of Shakespeare finding Vincent and Abby in the future.

Basic warnings apply once again: raw, unedited text, cuts off suddenly, vaguely spoilery for Vincent's route as it takes inspo from one of the scenes in it

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The falling rain from the grey clouds and the distant street obscured them slightly, but Will could never doubt seeing his old friend.

The smoke raising from the monstrous creature called a bus released passengers into the downpour pattering against his umbrella. He then saw a slim man with blond hair stepping out, the brightest of smiles gracing his lips, his light eyes sparkling like gems against the grime of the city streets.

The scene was almost too familiar, too painful, too raw.

A man with blond hair stepping out into the rain graced his memory from long ago. Back then, the man wouldn't be alone, a woman had accompanied him. She would lift her long skirts so she wouldn't soak the hem, the dress one of the good Comte's gifts, no doubt. Instead, however, the man had ripped his jacket from his back and put it over her head and lifted her easily, as if she were a little fairy barely weighing a stone. Her mousey squeak soon turn to bells of laughter, her trying desperately to cover his head with his jacket so as he wouldn't get wet either as he raced across the street to the awaiting overhang with her in his arms.

The man, his dear friend Vincent, and the sweet temptress that found her way into his world, dearest Abigail.

Here, in the modern day, he had never thought, even for as long as he'd been kept alive, would he see the pair again. He didn't deserve to have their presence grace his sight again, even.

The memory of before being a perfect mirror of now, not aged a single day.

Vincent's blond head popping out the bus's opening, a few fat droplets hitting his head the only warning he needed to rip his jacket off once more, swinging it like a matador's cape to a figure behind him, a pair of pale legs soon entering Will's sight as Vincent exited with a lithe figure in his arms, her eyes and tender lips lighted with laughter as she tried, once again, to cover his head with his jacket from the pouring rain as he ran at full speed to the closest shelter.

Will took a step back further into the shadows, clutching his chest.

So… dear Vincent had succeeded. He'd found his dearest Abigail once again.

[nyxs-sins]

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[inkedheartsblog]

Every wound has it's story

Thrilling, comic, adventurous, melancholic or of a glory

[denimbex1986]

'In the second 60th Anniversary special, Wild Blue Yonder, the TARDIS takes the Doctor and Donna to the furthest edge of adventure. To escape, they must face the most desperate fight of their lives, with the fate of the universe at stake. Vastly different from last week’s The Star Beast, this week’s special ponders just how dangerous our own images can be…

THE GRAVITY OF THE SITUATION

The episode begins with a fun, light-hearted and incredibly silly cold open which takes us to 1666 in the time of Sir Isaac Newton. Played by Nathaniel Curtis, the appearance is yet another iconic historical figure to make an appearance in the Whoniverse, alongside names like Nikolas Tesla, Ada Lovelace, William Shakespeare and of course, Vincent Van Gogh.

IS WILD BLUE YONDER A MULTI-DOCTOR STORY?

For weeks, speculation has spread the depths of the internet in regards to the mysterious background of the second special. Russell T Davies himself has played us all a fool, with months of teases and cryptic clues about the plot of the 60th Anniversary’s second special. Well, the reveal was incredibly satisfying and worked so well.

One of my favourite fan theories was that previous iterations of The Doctor would show up in the unusual episode, however, whilst it didn’t exactly go to plan, we did have another version of The Doctor show up. The mysterious entity afoot in the episode, which as I’m aware is currently unnamed was entirely freaky and an absolutely vivid creation from the mind of Russell T Davies. More on my thoughts on the stretchy creeps later…

There is still hope we get some acknowledgement of The Doctor’s past faces, especially with the reason for them to choose this familiar face again left in the dark still. The 60th Anniversary specials have felt lacklustre in terms of celebrating the whole show, more a trip down memory road to one of the revival’s best series and pairings.

PURE THRILL AND TENSION

From the reveal of last week’s Next Time trailer, we had some idea we were in for an intense week and boy, did this episode deliver! I am in awe of the job that director Tom Kingsley has done, he has absolutely smashed it and I would love to see him return to the show in the future.

The first act of the episode was at its creepiest as the TARDIS team made their way through the ominously long ship, pondering their fate and the reason for the HADS causing the TARDIS to evade. The episode was at its best when it opted for the keyhole shots, first from the pipes, and then from the cracks in the wall along the long corridor, at the centre of the ship.

From the first appearance of not-Donna, the intense nature of the scene, thanks to Catherine Tate’s intense glare is just superb. I think Tate’s performance gives it away before Tennant’s longs get too long but my god, Doctor Who hasn’t been this insane to watch a scene unfold in so long. I was feeling as if the Vashta Nerada were going to show up with the repeating of Donna’s “my arms are too long”, but alas, the not-things are here and stirring up chaos!

When the episode entered its more nightmarish sequences, overly large limbs, extorted faces and sharp teeth, I was really immersed. The use of practical effects once again shined from the wonderful team at Millenium FX, first with The Meep in last week’s episode and now the huge limbs.

The ending which could have seen Donna left for dead on the exploding spaceship was tantalising to watch. I genuinely believed the worst was about to happen and RTD would hit us with a shocking ending headed into the final special, The Giggle. Luckily, The Doctor had some sense in him and realised that the Donna in the TARDIS was in fact a not-thing… Super acting from Tate once again in this instant, the portrayal of despair and panic is almost second nature to her at this point.

Wild Blue Yonder ups the threat level, bringing a new intense element of thrill, something the show has been missing for quite some time. Up there with Midnight and Blink for its horror, Wild Blue Yonder is best when Tate and Tennant (and Tate and Tennant) are giving A-grade performances. Don’t let the ropey CG backgrounds throw you off, as this episode is easily the best of the two specials. I can’t believe we have to lose the pair again next week…'

[mobilis-in-mobili]

Is it just me or did Vincent Van Gogh take Mark Antony a little bit too literally back there

[companion-showdown]

Who is most important to the history of Doctor Who?

TOURNAMENT MASTERPOST

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John F Kennedy – assassinated the day before An Unearthly Child

his assassination happened the day prior to doctor who's launch in november 1963. without his death, an unearthly child's first episode would not have had a repeat airing. thanks to his death, perhaps this episode may have had the chance to be recorded, and would have become lost to time like so many others. god bless america. (anonymous)

Real historical figures portrayed on the show

I believe one of the original selling points of DW is that it would be educational wrt history and historical figures right? Anyway the show would not be as good without the doctor meeting Charles Dickens and Vincent Van Gogh and Rosa Parks etc, it somewhat anchors the show in reality, which ironically makes it feel more magical <3 (@greenslime69 )

William Shakespeare

The earliest person to be credited with writing a Doctor Who story and the writer with the biggest gap between their death and publishing of the work accredited to them (over 500 years) (anonymous)

[fangfeatherandfin-moonystash]

@polyamships

Ikemen Vampire - Shakespeare/Vincent/Reader - Magic AU

Prompt(s): AU of your choice from Year of the OTP August by @yearoftheotpevent and Reconnection AU by @augustwritingchallenge

Summary: Meeting you again was a coincidence and Will was willing to walk away, for your sake. You and Vincen had other plans, though.

I think this is one of the polyam ships that I wrote that makes the most canonical sense...

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William Shakespeare’s love story could easily be one of his plays. At least, this last time, someone had a happy ending.

He hoped so. He wanted to believe that you and Vincent had returned to each other despite his attempts at breaking you apart.

Will told himself his actions were just for the sake of seeking inspiration. Looking back at it, he had been jealous. Of both of you. The friend he refused to acknowledge his love for was more than a platonic bond, and the woman he feared his growing feelings for, even before someone put a name to them. Jealous of the bond you shared, afraid of the feelings awakening in him, afraid to be left behind.

In the end he was left, more than a century behind. And it was for the best. For you and Vincent, who were safe and happy, and maybe for him, since the tragedy fueled his work. There were three of you. Someone would be left to suffer, no matter how the story had unfolded.

Even when his time caught up, Will didn’t plan to meet you again. Fate had other ideas, though. Will never thought he would see you by accident, in Paris of all places. What were you two doing back there? Hadn’t you gone back to your home country?

But the sight that caught his attention on the other side of that cafe’s window wasn’t a figment of his imagination, the illusion of a lonely heart’s desire.

The two of you looked so happy together as he expected, but Will couldn’t help but feel bittersweet about it. The flames of jealousy still burned in his chest at the sight of the happiness he could never have, and that was why he had to stay away.

Determined to leave before any of you noticed him, Will turned around but he hadn’t taken three steps when an energy like a whirlwind surrounded him, making him stop in his tracks. It was human magic, not strong enough to deter him, a vampire if he wanted to fight it. But it was also your magic. He would recognize that enticing signature scent anywhere, and that was what made him actually stop.

Will sighed when he heard you leave the shop, and the power surrounding him subsided. He still wanted to leave, but he couldn’t. Not in front of you.

“Why are you running away, Will?” You held his arm from behind, but he didn’t turn around.

You were speaking in a low voice, and Will noticed the attention you were getting from people walking by. Another reason to end this soon.

“After what I did to you, it is safer that our paths do not cross again. Return to his side and forget this meeting.” He gently extracted himself from your grasp, finally turning around to look at you. “Goodbye, my fair maiden. I will pray for your happiness. Although it may not be my place to, after my efforts to destroy that very happiness.” He kissed the back of your hand before attempting to let go.

But you only held his hand tighter, meeting his eyes with determination in your gaze.

“I have already forgiven you, Will. I know why you did that. In the end, having some time apart to think was the best for all of us, but it’s been too much time for you, hasn’t it?”

“You are too kind, my lady, but I don’t deserve such kindness. I cannot guarantee I won’t repeat the same mistakes. Right now I am torn between that wish for yours and Vincent’s happiness and the desire to steal one of you away.”

You only held his hand tighter and smiled, almost with a hint of laughter in it. He felt the wind around you shift, your powers wrapping, not around him, but an area around the two of you, right when Vincent stepped out to join you. The passersby also stopped paying attention to you. Were you hiding them? Why?

Vincent approached with his usual angelic smile, and standing by your side he took both yours and Will’s free hands.

“Why do you have to steal only one of us? We missed you. We came back to Paris to see you, and we were just talking about how we’d like to steal you ourselves when we met. Can we?”

“Vincent… You know a friendly reunion is not what I meant. I…”

“That’s not what we meant, either, Will.” You chuckled, oddly amused by such a serious situation. “We love you. Both of us. And we would like you to be our partner, if you want.”

Both of them? There was nothing that would make Will happier but…

“How can that be? Love shared by three people can end in nothing but tragedy.”

“Why? We love each other, and as long as we’re willing to make it work, why can’t we all be together?”

Seeming to notice Will was still trying to process what they were saying, Vincent took over before you said anything else.

“It is a lot to explain. I was confused when she told me, too. Would you at least listen to what we have to say, Will? If you still want us to go away afterwards, we will, but would you at least listen and think about it, please?”

You and Vincent looked at him with such hopeful eyes, Will found it hard to say no. But would he dare hope? Would he dare attempt to love someone again, especially when your idea of it sounded so unbelievable?

But the thought of returning to the life he’d been leading since losing you and one more look at these pleading eyes of the people he loved and Will knew his answer.

“Do you really want to risk spending time with me, no matter what my answer may be?” He still asked, hesitantly.

Both of you nodded without even taking the time to think. That was the final push he needed.

“Then I will listen.”

There is a possibility of this fic's rating going up in later chapters but it wasn't decided yet

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[pisshandkerchief]

there is an episode of doctor who where vincent van gogh paints a picture of the tardis exploding as a cryptic warning for the doctor and there is also an episode where winston churchill tries to recruit daleks to help defeat the nazis not to mention the episode where william shakespeare has to defeat a bunch of witches who are actually aliens who tried to write a summoning spell into one of his plays with all do respect I think we threw historical accuracy out the window a long time ago

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stellan gios; the pole star, the fallen star

(the fallen star variant cover by jama jurabauv; meaning of latin root word 'stell-'; the fallen star cover title text // the fallen star by claudia gray // pole star, wikipedia // julius caesar, act iii, scene i by william shakespeare // ursa minor constellation card by sidney hall, royal museums greenwich ; the north star whispers to the blacksmith's son by vachel lindsay; in the wind by lord huron // starry night over the rhone by vincent van gogh, 1888; the fallen star // light of the jedi by charles soule // summer triangle: asterism of 3 stars from 3 constellations, space(dot)com ; the fallen star // navigation by stars 1575 #1 by granger; pole star, wikipedia; evermore by taylor swift // constellations ursa major and ursa minor; the fallen star // north star by thomas lupari // stellan gios from 'a coruscant solstice' by grant griffin in life day treasury; right now by gracie abrams; the fallen star // poem by langston hughes // the fallen star // saturn by sleeping at last // the fallen star)

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