back into the tempest

Dark Shakespeare Sequels
  • Thirteenth Night: Malvolio’s Revenge
  • Much Ado 2: Kill Claudio
  • The Merchant of Menace
  • As You Don’t Like It 
  • The Scary Wives of Windsor: The Fall of Falstaff
  • The Tempest 2: Hurricane Miranda 
  • Richard III 2: Back from Bosworth (feat. zombie Richard)
  • A Midsummer Nightmare: Attack on Titania  

“Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!” I shrieked, upstarting—
“Get thee back into the tempest and the Night’s Plutonian shore!
 Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
 Leave my loneliness unbroken!—quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!”
         Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.” —  The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe (The Raven- Celebrity Readings for Astor Benefit) 


Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer 
Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. 
   “Wretch,” I cried, “thy God hath lent thee—by these angels he hath sent thee 
   Respite—respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore; 
Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore!” 
           Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”    

“Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!” I shrieked, upstarting— 
“Get thee back into the tempest and the Night’s Plutonian shore! 
   Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! 
   Leave my loneliness unbroken!—quit the bust above my door! 
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!” 
           Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”

Edgar Allan Poe THE RAVEN

Pokeshipping Week - Day 5: Sleeping Together

Yeah we’re a little late this time. Stuff happened that kept us both from our computers unfortunately. But we’re here now and that’s what counts, amirite? Apologies for being late to the party, it ain’t easy to punch out seven stories and artworks. Heh.

Anyways, sleeping together. I’ve seen a lot of cute and I’ve seen a lot of stuff going in a different direction…but Holly and I have decided to go in a slightly DIFFERENT, different direction. Here’s her art, and below is my story. Get ready for the one-two punch! I own nothing except the story.

The More Things Change

The rain pounded on the window of their Pokémon Center room for the night, acting as a reminder of everything that had transpired just mere hours before for the two Pokémon trainers now laying in their beds. They had gotten lost once more, caught outside in the forest as the brewing storm overhead finally unleashed the tempest it had been holding back for all of a few minutes.

It was a mad dash through the forest to try and find shelter, which they never did find. A backpack full of clothes and supplies was lost, there were scraped knees as the trainers tripped and fell more than once, all the while they were getting poured on by buckets worth of rain every moment.

It was only by sheer luck that they stumbled upon the small town at the edge of the bug-infested forest they’d haplessly wandered into, and it wasn’t a pleasant meeting with the Nurse Joy in charge as she scolded them for being caught outside after curfew, coming in and soaking her nice clean floor after her Chansey had worked so hard getting everything spick and span for the next day.

The disgruntled nurse handed them a room key, insisted they get themselves cleaned up and straight to bed, and to be on their way the next morning. She had then turned on her heels with a huff and left without another word. To sum things up, it was an overall miserable night for the two Pokémon trainers…

And yet somehow, Misty Waterflower had never been more giddy in her whole life.

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I’m in the middle of a drawing spree to finish personalized pieces for my family (in time for Christmas, ahh) and in my breaks in between, of course I’ve been fitting in some more Colin Morgan. This time based on his costume in “The Tempest”. Though I’ve drawn him as harpy!Ariel before, I was inspired again after watching this scene. I love the head-piece, wish I could see the concept designs for it!  (My Art Tag)


GW2 Fashion Week

Day 4: Against my own system of introducing them after their age! He’s my fifth character, Elementalist/Tempest Elemancer Shaan


  • Head: Mind of Koda
  • Shoulders: Genius Epaulets
  • Chest: Leystone Vestments
  • Arms: Feathered Gloves
  • Legs: Inquest Breeches
  • Feet: Seer Boots
  • Back: hidden

Weapons: Peacemaker’s Dagger and Tempest’s Warhorn (mystic coins are too expensive <.< so no Northwind yet…), Machined Staff for events like Tequatl

Dyes: Iron, Red, Scarlet, Blue Shade, Midnight Ice

Shaan was born as the child of an Inquest member, but not some Inquest member, he is Kudu’s son (who knows what this guy does when he’s not busy with annoying Zojja…). So…naturally he was raised after thier beliefs but also was tought by his mother, who was held captive within the lab, what a great place Rata Sum is.

After a fatal mistake during one of her experiments she was forced to do, an elemental explosion was set free and killed her and most other researchers taking part. Not Shaan though, who as an elementalist was able to somehow protect himself. But he absorbed the elemental essence of air and became indeed half elemental through this…which explains his purple hair, his eyes and the scar on his face. All in all he is partially the reason for Kudu’s crazy research…

Now when somebody touches him they get a faint electric shock which is kinda fun for him.

Shaan is more of a silent, observing and calculating person.

I wanted to make him look a bit insane…apparently failed tho…somebody (yes, you, @ralesk) called him cute. xD

i’ve seen a lot of fics where shinichi hates pda and kaito pretty much clings to him 24/7. and, idk, i just don’t subscribe to that hc. i imagine it’s more just casual possessiveness. probs not a ton of public kissing or anything, but arms around waists and shoulders, hand holding. and then in front of friends you get shinichi w/ his head on kaito’s shoulder bc he just can’t be bothered to sit up and stay awake, legs thrown over each other’s laps and feet tucked under the other’s thighs, sometimes kisses on the cheek or forehead, kaito coming up behind shinichi and wrapping his arms around his waist and propping his chin on shinichi’s shoulder. and oh my god do not get me started on all the casual sexual references and throwaway comments about their sex life. 

You Love Her (I) - SQ ficlet 3

Prompt: When was the moment Regina realized she was in love? (300 words)


It’s never about a moment.

Or it’s about all of them.

It’s the thought you don’t dare to entertain.

The hope you don’t dare to feed.

And the pull you cannot fight.

It’s an open hand and an awkward smile as you’re invited back into life by the daughter of an enemy, by the mother of a son, by a nemesis who’s also your savior. “Henry would be happy to see you.”

It’s Her standing by your side in a place of death and locking tearful eyes and linking magic with you and surviving, with you. “Maybe we are.”

It’s Her seeing right through your pain and handing out her smile like a lifeline. “I always know.”

It’s Her steady and stubborn against your raging tempests and heartbroken storms and going back for you in a way no one else ever has. “I’m not gonna stop trying.”

It’s glasses clinking together and alcohol burning down your throat and tears stinging in your eyes as promises are made. “I”m in.”

It’s comfort and familiarity and mocking each other’s habits and having each other’s backs so that the word safe never has to be a lie again. “No matter what it means for both of us.”

It’s having the first taste of losing her, and not being able to handle the nightmare that a world without Emma Swan would be.

It’s realizing too late what you’ve never wanted to accept, it’s watching the woman who saved your soul at the cost of her own thrashing in unfathomable pain in the swirling heart of darkness, it’s helplessness and defeat weighing your shoulders down even as love finally blossoms in your heart unbidden, breaking through bounds tightly wound by you and your fears.

You love her, and there’s no coming back from that.




Prospero - The Tempest
Costume inspired by the Pallas’ Fish Eagle.

Photography by Robin Michell.

At last! Here’s the costume that I’ve been working on literally all year (the design was in the works since September last year). Actual blood, sweat and tears went into bringing my design to life but the reception it has received has been worth every all nighter I pulled. Photographs really don’t do the wings justice, since they move so beautifully.

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“Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!” I shrieked, upstarting— “Get thee back into the tempest and the Night’s Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken!—quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!” Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”

“…Are you feeling okay?”

“I mean I’d like a date with you, if that’s alright” He replied, a smug grin forming on his lips. Her expression only made his smile better.

“If you’d like to get me something material wise that’s quite alright too, I hear there is a small shop not far from here that has great hot chocolate though” He added before taking a small drink out of his flask.

“Now before you say anything, this is cold tea, not alcohol. I’m trying to cut back on my drinking habit” Yasuo finished before he put it back into his cloak.


          “I– what?”

his suggestion had taken her off-guard once more, lips forming to an ‘o’ and she stares at him a few seconds more. 

a –date? it was something that she–didn’t expect. the thought hadn’t crossed her mind as well. truth to be told, she had thought of giving him something like peach wine that originated from ionia or something of that sort but nothing like –that.
and if she were honest, she’d never been on a date with anyone. a soldier’s life wasn’t meant for pretty things like dates or romance, and she– wasn’t well versed on both things. ‘tis was truly a different battlefield than the one she was used to.

          “no–you do not have to get me anything,” riven replies briskly, closing agape lips, “i —just–hadn’t expected this.” 

now she feels flustered. by the old kings–she feels like a bumbling schoolgirl. how foolish.

          “ah–” how does someone do dates anyway? she was never taught this. “i–alright. just one date.” 

she takes a deep inhale. the quiet before battle.

          ”what do you plan to do?”

I have no idea if other people have noticed this already but -
In the list of things you get if you preorder the Deluxe Edition of ME:A there’s the stuff you expect like new skins/casualwear whatever.
And then there’s this;

Pet Pyjak
Everyone’s favorite space monkey is back and can join you aboard the Tempest.

A. Pet. Pyjak.
On the Tempest.
That is awesome.

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My favorite anime is Zetsuen No Tempest ! I watched it few years back and it's still my favorite ! ^.^

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