E rated……. ace fics………..
and within that, we also have lovely subcategories such as ‘dubious consent’, ‘wait you’re really doing ace omegaorwhateververse stuff’, and ‘some of those tags make me want to slam my eyes shut what the fuck is the fic like’
1:31 pm • 20 July 2014 • 6 notes
My dream is to direct the following ludicrous production of Shakespeare’s “Cymbeline.” (If you’re not familiar with Cymbeline, you might wanna google it— it’s possibly his most ridiculous show, which is saying something.)
So, the show starts with Shakespeare sitting drunkenly in a bar, chatting up a barmaid about the show that he’s BS-ing for some upcoming deadline. She’s super into him. (This is the opening scene of the play where characters spit ridiculous amounts of exposition and backstory.) The characters in the play enter when he mentions them, and are clearly using costumes and using props re-purposed from other productions— Iachimo is “definitely not Iago,” the Queen is “totally not Lady Macbeth,” etc. A crazy mish-mash of styles and time periods. The actors do the play so incredibly ‘over-the-top earnest and sincere’ that it’s hilarious.
Shakespeare himself frequently starts and stops the play, changing things, removing or adding characters, props, and details. They freeze while he engineers every possible deus ex machina, such as freezing the actors, swapping fake poison for real poison, and restarting, and he plays minor plot-device characters like Cornelius and Jupiter. He also gets most of the ‘straight-to-the audience’ one-liners. All of his lines are uttered like he’s making them up as they go along.
By the end of the show, Shakespeare becomes aware of how absurd the thing he’s created is, comes up with a speedy resolution, gets upset, throws the play in the trash, all the actors exit. The Barmaid picks the manuscript out of the trash, considers it, puts it in her pocket and exits.
That is the only excuse I will accept for the existence of this play, haha.
I don't actually dislike Cymbeline
but this still sounds cool
11:08 am • 20 July 2014 • 127 notes
disappointed that when you want to go and beat up their problems/life/the world for a friend, everything doesn’t suddenly cut to an arming scene, as you prepare for the battle against the champion fighting on behalf of the bad shit going on
I am so puny I would lose
but I will make threats regardless
that is how you friend right
12:41 am • 20 July 2014 • 9 notes
bringing this back
as it's still the best playlist I made
with my flatmate in the 'day after this production' haze
mightiest kings have had their minions
an Edward II/Gaveston playlist
You Give Love A Bad Name - Bon Jovi // You Can Have It All - Kaiser Chiefs // Still Ill - The Smiths // Uptown Girl - Billy Joel // Ever Fallen In Love - The Buzzcocks // Boys Keep Swinging - David Bowie // Hand In Glove - The Smiths // Prince Charming - Adam & The Ants // Play For Today - The Cure // Bedroom Hymns - Florence + The Machine // Love Is Blindness - Jack White // Boys Don’t Cry - The Cure // Love Will Tear Us Apart - Joy Division // Heads Will Roll - The Yeah Yeah Yeahs // Bullet Proof…I Wish I Was - Radiohead // Hallelujah - Jeff Buckley
10:29 pm • 19 July 2014 • 22 notes
“I was informed of late days, that a certain blind retailer, called the devil, used to lend money upon pawns or anything, and would let one for a need have a thousand pounds upon a statute merchant of his soul; or, if a man plied him thoroughly, would trust him upon a bill of his hand, without any more circumstance. Besides, he was noted for a privy benefactor to traitors and parasites, and to advance rolls and asses far sooner than any; to be a greedy pursuer of news, and so famous a politician in purchasing, that hell, which as the beginning was but an obscure village, is now become a huge city, whereunto all countries are tributary.”
— Thomas Nashe, Pierce Penniless his supplication to the devil (1592)
early modern shit
as beautiful as was bright lucifer before his fall
9:11 pm • 19 July 2014 • 1 note