#i love romeo and juliet

[fireworkss-exe]

honestly so crazy that josh o'connor played romeo in an r&j adaptation and mike faist (basically) played mercutio in an r&j adaptation

[sentefromheaven]

does anyone else think romeo was a hoe?? like if he loved long enough he definitely would've fallen in love with another woman 🤷

[depressedacademiatht]

OH MY GOD LITERALLY

Dropping my R&J two cents here. Absolutely a tragic love story. They're kids. Kids who don't know true love yet, but what they have? It's probably the closest thing to it that they know. To Juliet and Romeo their relation was absolutely love and the most happiest emotion they've probably ever experienced, ESECAILLY JULIET. Yes it's rushed, but they're kids!!! And let's not forget the time frame of the play too!!! If we're going with the idea of them k owing each other 3 weeks max, it'd totally make sense! Their love would probably would have died out eventually, but that's the tragedy, that they never got to find that out!

I always think of that post that was like 'the true tragedy is that they're two children who have hope and love, and the world snuffs it out'. Idk but that is what I see most while reading and watching R&J.

“romeo and juliet were just dumb horny kids; they didn’t REALLY love each other” L + ratio + their first conversation forms a sonnet + they are both traumatized and seeking gentleness wherever they can get it + teenagers can have deep and important emotions too + your high school english teacher is not gonna resign because you didn’t like the play

[stingrayextraordinaire]

Another year, another group of my delightful ninth graders trying to spell the word "tragedy" for their Romeo and Juliet assignment.

Last year's collection

[aq2003]

david tennant + shakespeare

[heartorbit]

the narcissist fools himself

[astral-maria]

“For never was a story of more woe,

Than this of Juliet and her Romeo”

Well, today seems to be a good day for the NoMae shippers. Given the bts content Freya recently posted. And, since I just recently finished my new project, I decided to add to the merriment. Everyone’s talking about the Romeo and Juliet theory, so I made my own art inspired by the famous painting of the same name by Sergio Cupido.

[cryptid-quill]

RUIKASATOBER DAY 2: Show Practice

fellas is it gay to casually practice a romeo and juliet scene with your best friend despite the fact that your other perfectly qualified friend slash troupe member was in the same room. sound off in the comments

[formulanni]

Shadow speak

Tag list: @st-leclerc @rubywingsracing @saviour-of-lord @three-days-time @the-wall-is-my-goal @albonoooo @ch3rubd0lls

Sorry yall the brainrot got me

[blessyouhawkeye]

really can't get over how mysaria said you'll have to sneak into the city of king's landing to speak to alicent and what rhaenyra heard was i'll have to scale the wall of the castle and climb through her bedroom window to speak to alicent. babygirl that's an entirely different sentence.

[wecouldbesohappy]

Keanu Reeves & River Phoenix // Romeo & Juliet

[thrumugnyr]

My @acotargiftexchange gift for @witch-and-her-witcher: Secret lovers Tamlin and Rhysand

Big thanks go out to Santa helper @highlordofkrypton, who graciously offered to contribute a little ficlet for the piece as well~! You can read it under the cut:

Meet me when the spirit blossoms bloom

The stars fall from the sky, sneaky little droplets under the cover of Night. They slip through the crack of Tamlin’s window, dancing across his sheets with their tails entwined like held hands. The bright baubles play, forgetting their missive for a brief moment of joy. The littlest one tumbles, bumping right into the young lord’s chin. It scrambles over his lips and wiggles under his nose until its a—ah—

“Achoo!”

Tamlin wakes with a surprise. He looks at the lights, and they pass on the message with great theatrics. He scoops them into his arms, and carries them to the window sill where they may watch, or leave. Whatever they please. He dresses swiftly, faster than the anxious beat of his heart.

I shouldn’t. I can’t allow this to continue.

And yet, his fingers fly across the buttons of his shirt, buttoning them with swift ease. His body thrums with eagerness. Each thump in his chest speaks his truth: I want to see him, I want to see him, I want to see him. Tamlin scoops up the stars as he leaps onto the sill, gently tossing them into the sky. They have a duty now, too, to watch over them and warn them of danger. With each escape, Tamlin cannot help but expect the sound of the alarms, of the furious steps of his brothers and of his name twisted into that of a traitor’s, but it never comes. One day, it will, but he takes today for himself and gifts it to the one who summons him.

Tamlin slips out of his father’s court and flies the rest of the way, trusting his great tawny wings to carry him where he needs to go. Past Summer, past Winter and over the Middle. If these Lords sense his trespassing, they say nothing.

I have to tell him. I have to be strong for both of us.

The meadow in Dawn is one of many safe spaces where duty, tradition and expectation cannot find them. It is a quiet place shielded by trees where alabaster flowers bloom. Their cores are not of colourful pollen, but of tiny little wisps, little spirits of neither human nor faerie nature. The wisps keep their secret, and Tamlin will be eternally grateful to them.

There is no choice to make, only something he must do. Love or life. He cannot love if one of them is dead. By ending this, he is protecting both of them. He is making sure that his beauty, his wonder and his charm carry on somewhere in this damned world, even if it’s not with Tamlin. 

He will change lives. He has already changed mine.

It’s different in his presence. Rhysand brings the moon and the stars with him, his personal guard while the rest of the nation slumbers. A dashing smile blooms on his handsome features, growing wider and wider at the sight of Tamlin. His joy is clear on his face, and the flush on his cheeks is a matching pair to Tamlin’s.

“Rhysand,” Tamlin breathes.

“Darling,” Rhysand hums, reaching for him.

“Wait—”

The words get caught in his throat as he sees the elation in Rhysand’s face falter. The smile slips away, replaced with worry and… sadness.

“What is it?” Rhysand asks, just a whisper, as if he can still prevent the moment from shattering.

I can’t do it.

Tamlin closes his eyes, shaking his head. He exhales, and leans in close. “I think… I think I’m in love with you.”

Rhysand chuckles in relief. He bumps his head against Tamlin’s, mindful of his antlers. “I thought you were going to say something else. I love you too.”

There’s a sorrow in Rhysand’s eyes that never quite leaves, no matter how fine he appears. He knows what Tamlin was going to say. The end is coming, sooner or later, but not now. Not if Rhysand can help it.

Just one more day.

One more day by the spirit blossoms.

[bookholichany]

David Tennant in Shakespeare plays

[As you like it, Measure for measure, love's labor lost, Richard II, Hamlet, The Comedy of errors, King Lear, Romeo and Juliet, much Ado about nothing, Macbeth]

P.s. he had also been in Edward III as Edward the black prince and the midsummer night's dream as Lysander/flute but I couldn't find any pictures from those plays. Also he had taken part in many audio performances from Archangel archive full Shakespeare plays collection to BBC radio Macbeth 2022.

[sweetlittlestarbursts]

fuck romeo and juliet. i want whatever these bitches have.

[stingrayextraordinaire]

My students’ adventures in trying to spell “tragedy” for their Romeo and Juliet quiz.

[cosmicdreamgrl]

they can't deny our love they can't divide us we'll survive the test of time i promise i'll be right here