#romeo and juliet inspired

[antiatuz]

stiles: derek, derek, wherefore art thou, derek? derek (confused): i'm right here, babe...? stiles: "wherefore" means "why" not "where" you dumbass. derek: i strongly believe that misunderstandings like these are what defines our relationship.

[depressed-crayon]

The Prince and the Villain

Soft, yellow street lights

Glowing over touching hands

A pinky held above, never fully joining 

Two people, stand together in secret

Stories tell us

“Star crossed lovers always die”

It killed the capulets and the montagues

It burnt up and destroyed the love they shared

So why should the love

Of these two work?

They are just two people

On opposite sides, yet they hold the same values

Values that power should be held

By hands that do not hurt

Values that say violence

Can be justified, by not forgiven

Their values say family is chosen by love

And not beaten through blood and bruises and broken bones

And through these values

They come to love

And a Prince of nothing meets

A villain made of dust and bones

Who breaks down the walls

Built from locked doors and innocent screams

For the prince, there was a princess

Standing alone in their castle

And for the villain waits an empire

Made of stolen souls

A begging voice asks

“Join me, join me and burn it down”

And the prince thinks,

“Why not”

Because he’s been hurt and forgotten

The abandoned son

The son with nothing

And he wants to destroy everything

Destroy the fire that killed his brother and 

Shattered the ice that scared his replacement

So he agrees

Agrees to watch it burn

Watch it all turn to ash

While he holds his lover close

Because they are star crossed lovers no more

Now, they are dust and bone and nothing and everything

Two sides, both alike in power, In fair society,

Here we lay our scene, 

From failed creation breaks to new betrayal, 

Where heroic blood makes villainous hands unclean.

So, once again, in the silent streets

Under soft yellow lights

They come together

And become one

[annbourbon]

August, 31st: Going on a social media detox till I figure out stuff... please don't worry, I'll be back. 😚 Take care y'all.

September, 16: I'm back!

So I'm bringing the whole session xD although I kind of feel a bit entitled for posting a lot of selfies and admittedly it's not my style.. I have to admit that the light here was so good I'm tempted to take more pics with the white dress... it makes me feel a bit like Olivia Hussey in Romeo and Juliet (despite the controversial age, and the lawsuit (?), her looks there are really pretty, and I'm in love with her hair.)

The stone is real amber. I'm kinda in love with it.

🍒Pics Masterlist🍒

[tidetower]

The Prince of the Hightower and the Heir to High Tide

Artist: erchitos

[nemesyaaa]

AND I SAID " ROMEO TAKE ME SOMEWHERE WE CAN BE ALONE."

AND MY DADDY SAID " STAY AWAY FROM JULIET. "

“ I TALKED TO YOUR DAD, GO PICK OUT A WHITE DRESS. IT'S A LOVE STORY, BABY, JUST SAY "YES. ”

🌹 it was a tragedy but you were already hooked. if you die for me, i would die for you, as he always murmurs in your ears.

romeo!jj who knelt down for you the first time he saw you in that rose garden, on one of his knee, dressed in his shining silver armor. he was a fallen prince that reached for his sinned princess.

romeo!jj who complimented your sublime, long dress, a gift from your father, but who wanted to see you without it.

romeo!jj who helped you lace up your corset, but had to refrain from touching you in front of your servants every time your breasts bounced above the cleavage.

romeo!jj who helped you undo your dress, sliding the threads through his hands, while kissing your skin every time he undid a lace.

romeo!jj who liked to irritate your father because he was young and arrogant. romeo!jj who showed up at balls where he is not invited, drinks from the cup of wine of your dad before throwing it on the ground, and sneaking among the guests to find you. you. the woman he seeks and wants. romeo!jj who kicked out all the dance partners you had, just because he was the only one who can make you dance.

romeo!jj who fighting your father with his precious sword in front of everyone, while making you dance. he was meticulous, his blade never touched you.

romeo!jj who may loose the fight but will end up finding you on your balcony later while you wait for him in the light of the moon.

romeo!jj who kissed you passionately, with the love you deserved. romeo!jj who was all dirty after a long battle, messy sweaty hair that smell victory, bruises on his pretty young face, and blood but who refused to be far away from you.

you were his juliet to whom he wrote love letters with ink stains but you loved to smell his scent in every word.

romeo!jj who was not a music lover but such a fan of hearing you play the harp late at night.

you had tried to teach him but his hands were always somewhere other than on the tiny fragile ropes.

romeo!jj who forced you to leave your prison while your parents slept to take you to have fun. you threw yourself off the balcony and he caught you in his arms. but often complained about the size of your dress. sometimes, jj fantasized about seeing his princess in silver armor.

you had tried to push him away dozens of times, but it never worked because he was stronger than you at this game. romeo!jj wanted you, and even if he had to have the world against him , it didn't matter, because he would let this world burn for his only love.

romeo!jj who fought duels with all his rivals, and who took pleasure in capturing you whenever he could. he had a big white horse and took you for rides. sometimes he dreamed of being an evil prince and kidnapping you, and locking you in a giant tower. but you were too beautiful in his eyes to be hidden from the world.

you were his juliet, the one to whom he revealed his scars, to whom he let see his weaknesses, his true nature, weak and sensitive.

you were his juliet and he agreed to cry in front of you because of his father.

you were his juliet, a sin. but he was in love. no matter how much hell tormented him, he would descend there for your beautiful eyes.

he was your romeo, and he taught you how to use the sword, one hand on your waist, and another on his weapon. romeo!jj who had engraved the initials of your name on his blade.

he made you a soldier capable of fighting, but you remained his princess who would never be able to kill anyone. but you didn't have to worry, that was his favorite part. fighting for you.

he was dressed to kill every person that pissed you, and make him jealous, and you were dressed to be his favorite pure and soft angel. and in the future, his perfect wife.

romeo!jj who knew how much your families hated each other but couldn't stay away from you for more than five minutes. romeo!jj who planned to run away with you.

romeo!jj who knelt in front of you one day, “will you marry me ?” with the most precious ring in his hand. romeo!jj who had found nothing better than to make you cry on your birthday with his surprise. romeo!jj who wanted nothing more than for you to be his.

even if your father humiliated him yesterday because a capulet would never marry a montague. that the blood of your family was superior to others. that he would never have you.

there had been another fight between the two. he never gave up, even when your father placed a blade against his throat, forcing jj to go on his knees. you begged your father to not kill him. while you cried your heart out, jj's blood stained your dress, he whispered in your ear.

“ already in tears for me? i didn't fuck you well yet. don't be a crybaby, princess. your romeo will not die tonight. ”

you wanted to hit him. but you smiled at him when he got up.

but you knew that his own father had also beaten him for this betrayal and shame that was your love for each other.

“ my father is going to kill you.” you said with a soft voice, your fingers stucked in his blonde curls, while he was on his knees, his hands on your waist covered by your big princess dress. and his eyes all over you.

“you are the only one capable of killing me. and you've already done it a million times.”

“ don't die, jj. i forbid you. you think you can conquer everything like achilles, but you will die because of your ego. you are young and i still need you."

" you trust me ? "

"my father is a monster. he won't be afraid to kill you."

" are you afraid of dying with me?"

“nothing scares me more than dying without you., jj. ”

but you had let yourself be blinded by love and happiness, you could never have known, neither you nor jj, that it was the last time you kissed his cold and bruised lips.

and the saddest part was that you died without knowing where your romeo was. you had both been consumed.

you had forgotten god, and you had been punished with jj for that.

credits to @daddldee for the dividers <33 moodboards was made by me. and i'm proud fr 😭 yes, it's inspired by love story/white horse by taylor swift, dont ask me why 😔 i dont think it's really angst but yes, both jj and reader die at the end💀

[sovamurka]

J. C. Leyendecker's "Study for Butterfly Couple" (1923) // unused vinyl design for Arcane's "Pretend Like It's the First Time" episode title card // marble statue of Liang Shanbo & Zhu Yingtai, also known as "Butterfly Lovers" from the eponymous chinese legend

[rancidsugar]

[theobsidianpage]

Thus with a kiss, I die...

25 writing prompts compiled from Romeo and Juliet, by William Shakespeare:

[Please feel free to use! I would love for you to tag me if you post any writing pulled from or inspired by this list so I can read all of your amazing work! <3]

Image: Gustav Klimt, The Death of Romeo and Juliet (detail), 1886–7.

"These violent delights have violent ends..."

"Don't waste your love on somebody who doesn't value it."

"Parting is such sweet sorrow..."

"Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs..."

"I am fortune's fool..."

"Under love's heavy burden do I sink."

"You are a lover. Borrow Cupid's wings and soar with them..."

"...dreamers often lie."

"It's easy for someone to joke about scars if they've never been cut."

"Is love a tender thing? It is too rough, too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like thorns."

"I must be gone and live, or stay and die."

"Give me my sin again."

"Virtue itself turns vice, being misapplied..."

"...where two raging fires meet together, they do consume the thing that feeds their fury."

"I have a soul of lead, so stakes me to the ground I cannot move."

"I love someone. She doesn't love me."

"Some grief shows much of love, but much of grief shows still some want of wit."

"There's no trust, no faith, no honesty in men..."

"What must be shall be."

"If love be rough with you, be rough with love."

"In truth...I am too fond."

"I have no more care to stay than will to go."

"Well, we were born to die."

"Tis not so sweet now as it was before."

"I long to die."

[fuckyeahisawthat]

Paul's names and titles, Dune Part Two from start to finish

Methodology and notes:

Had to be addressing or referencing Paul specifically, so general discussions of prophecy (ie. "the mother of the Lisan al-Gaib will be a Reverend Mother") were not included

I didn't include things that weren't proper nouns like "cousin" BUT if I had, the last name Paul would have been called on screen is "your brother"

That one Kwisatz Haderach is from the line "Kwisatz Haderach, climb up, arise," which I treated as a direct command

The Atreides name carries its own connotations, so "Atreides" and "Paul Atreides" were treated as separate from just "Paul"

Gurney calls Paul "Paul" several times when they first reunite, but after Paul snaps and gives him a direct order ("Go south, protect my mother") he immediately course corrects to "my Lord" and only addresses him that way for the rest of the movie

[scorp-simran]

When Shakespeare wrote these violent delights have violent ends. It made me contemplate.

The love between Romeo and Juliet was so passionate that it brought violence into both of their lives.

A delight which ends violently.

A delight of love.

[mercutiosometimes]

1 overture

star-crossed this, star-crossed that, we all know the real star of the show is the one and only mercutio!

welcome to the opening night of this art/ask blog!! featuring mercutio from roméo et juliette (2010). the doodles definitely won't be as polished as this, i just thought it'd be nice to start things off with a bang :]

please be my guest and send some asks/requests! i'll doodle em, mercutio will answer, or both . . .

(heavily inspired by @/dailymercutio ! check 'em out!!)

[motley-cunt]

romeo

[dailymercutio]

Can we, per chance, see Escalus family portrait? (The Prince, your brother, Paris, and, of course, you yourself)

All of you are just too handsome not to be on one painting!

Day 33: 🎶Memories🎶

We tried getting a family portrait done when we were younger but for some reason we never tried again

[queeringclassiclit]

Mercutio & Tybalt

from Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare (1597)

[env0writes]

Romeo: How might I have loved before this night That in all my sixteen years Spent skirting the chase Chasing the skirt Skating the word of the law The law of love To passions flippant flame

Juliet: How might I have loved before this night In that all my thirteen years Spent playing pretend Pretending to play Playing at love filial piety And most piously To passions most devout

Juliet: Romeo: I love You Most devoutly As my servant Like the moon Illuminated by the sun Sweet first Amongst all the others Kiss And kiss me again Oh, sin Give me once more Forgive me, father That we might part in peace

Romeo & Juliet: That we might die, die, die Oh, dagger, oh, poison Oh, dire hate that loves to hate thy love Were not there moments to pause To cease this star-crossed adventure That we must ever be spoken for Not spoken to How might we have loved before this night This wretched wrestled night Predicated on royal pleas, so pleasingly met Upon deaf ears That others will take up arms in our names What is a name, Would not a rose smell as sweet By any other name And be just as bloody plucked Pricked by such pricks Petty tricks and battles With sharpened tongues and sharper swords Oh, love, most devout Without such foolish churlish errand played So desperate to elope We, the abandoned by distrust In the name of what? A name? Let us die and with us these names Forget us and these names For ours is not the blood to spill No blood need water these streets Yet by our blood, be baptized By our love’s fickle flickering flame Er’ barely sparked Before heavy boots stamped No wildfire spread here to blossom Into loves true hellacious inferno Not even Dante could predict such passions No the Heavenly Father, Nor Father whom warily was led to wed us That we might die How might we have loved before this night?

NaNoWriMo Vol. 4, 11.13.24 “Before This Night”

@env0writes C.Buck   Ko-Fi & Venmo: @Zenv0 Support Your Local Artists!

[royalmessofdenmark]

head in my hands people make claims about how if you switch the character's of a tragedy their stories would end differently but like i just. don't. think. they would. because people act like it would save them, when fundamentally they are tragic characters and so, tragedy follows them.

"But if you switched hamlet and romeo's pla--" if you switched hamlet and romeo's place romeo would have run off with Ophelia after his father's death, Gertrude would never stop missing him and Claudius would continue to rule. Ophelia would miss her family forever, and Romeo has romanticized dying for love so terribly much in his head, and Ophelia is willing to kill herself whenever all hope seems lost that there's no way they would make it into their twenties. something tragic happens, Ophelia drowns. Romeo stabs himself. It always. repeats. OR if Romeo and Ophelia don't run away, Claudius would kill Romeo anyway. And Ophelia may or may not kill herself in grief.

Hamlet would forsake Juliet-- if he would even fall in love with her-- and would not even try to reunite the families, probably seeing no point. he would instead seek revenge upon the other family if ever a member of his family was about to die. It would be bloody and brutal and if he lived through it, he'd still probably be sentence to death by the prince

you place any character in any other story and you'll find that they are still forever haunted by their flaws

sure, maybe orpheus is the only one who would turn around, but you place him in any other story, and he'd still find some way to have a moment where he forsakes common sense for love. Icarus's hubris would follow him forever, achilles would never let go of his ambition and his dreams for glory and that would find some way to destroy him to

tragedies are almost always people. not situations