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Weekend Challenge: Like the bard said...

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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Feb. 16th, 2018 05:16 pm (UTC)
Double bard, please!

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
Feb. 16th, 2018 05:43 pm (UTC)
Ha. The cat probably wonders why you would put a cat toy on the fridge. ;) Silly hoomans...

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)
Feb. 19th, 2018 01:46 am (UTC)
I know, right? But don't cats think EVERYTHING is a cat toy?

I took the second quote and turned it into a fic (with you in mind!): The Angel and the Winchester. 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!)
Feb. 19th, 2018 05:18 am (UTC)
Oh... I really love that ficlet, thank you! :) Anything with Dean/Cas alone outdoors in the cold amongst the trees and canoodling is a big hit with me, lol. It's sad how much I love those two. I will go down with that ship.

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!
Feb. 19th, 2018 02:35 pm (UTC)
Thanks! And you're so welcome. :) I'm right there with you. There have been entirely too many moments in cannon exactly like that for it not to work its way into fic.

Yeah, that first one has Andy written all over it (poor guy). I hope to have it done soon.

Thanks for such successful prompts!
Feb. 16th, 2018 05:19 pm (UTC)
Single Bard, please!
Feb. 16th, 2018 05:45 pm (UTC)
Sure thing! Billiam says...

"Foreswear not love, for I am thine!"

Feb. 16th, 2018 05:39 pm (UTC)
Single Bard, please :D That's a really cool gift you got there!
Feb. 16th, 2018 05:52 pm (UTC)
It is! My brother and his girlfriend have a great knack for what people will enjoy and actually use!

Billiam says:

"Methinks thee a tempting poison, villain."
Feb. 16th, 2018 05:56 pm (UTC)
Single Bard, please
Feb. 16th, 2018 06:01 pm (UTC)

One single bard, coming up!

"Through grace doth love give’st light on a perilous night."
Feb. 16th, 2018 08:08 pm (UTC)
double me
Feb. 16th, 2018 10:47 pm (UTC)

*slides them across the bar*

"Haste, lover! Hither, ere winter strikes."

"Therefore yield she will, alas."
Apr. 18th, 2018 05:00 pm (UTC)
late...but I worked them both in (after a fashion) to the ongoing efforts of playing in the Legion/David Haller reality.
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.


“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.”
Feb. 16th, 2018 11:38 pm (UTC)
Since I and the Bard share the same birth month, I feel we are kindred spirits. So give me a single, please.
Feb. 17th, 2018 12:47 am (UTC)
If I could go to any time/place, I think I'd have to go with seeing the first opening night for The Tempest. :)

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?
Feb. 17th, 2018 02:02 pm (UTC)
Pretty much, especially with a chichihua who thinks like a cat.
Feb. 17th, 2018 07:49 pm (UTC)
Haha, yes - I figured it might be a familiar thing for you. I've had cats that were real hide and seek artists, and I can imagine little pups like to play that game, too.
Feb. 16th, 2018 11:48 pm (UTC)
single Bard, please
Feb. 17th, 2018 12:49 am (UTC)
Here's goes, good luck!

"Mischance dost measure a man."

Feb. 17th, 2018 05:08 am (UTC)
Double bard please.
Feb. 17th, 2018 05:47 am (UTC)
Here they are- good luck!

"Thou has’t wooed a wicked woman."

"Friend, methinks you would deceive him."
Feb. 19th, 2018 01:27 am (UTC)
Doesn't follow it as closely as I intended, but fic inspired by the first one.
Feb. 19th, 2018 04:55 am (UTC)
Close enough, I'd say! She's being a bit of a minx at the least. ;). Nice job and thanks for making the prompt into fic. :)
Mar. 4th, 2018 07:10 pm (UTC)
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