So...I think this community has been rather dead of late...therefore, in an effort to breathe some life into it, I bring you a small number of icons. I'm really behind on both the manga and anime for this series, so I haven't been feeling too inspired. I should catch up, and then I bet I'll be stoked to make more. ;)
In the meantime, the five measely icons I bring you are from: Macbeth, The Passionate Pilgrim, Sonnet LXV, Coriolanus and The Winter's Tale.
Credits for images, textures, etc. can be found here. (Note: This list is in need of updating...my apologies.)
(Fake cut to icons.)
I was happy with most of them (I think it'll be fairly easy to see which one I'm not o.-). Comments would be most welcomed, and while credit isn't necessary, I'd appreciate it muchly (credit julsicons, please).
Title: The Third Wall
Rating: PG at most...cursing? Only a bit!
Word Count: 5,479
Theme: 01: tiny cage for a golden bird
Pairing: Ichigo/Rukia heavily implied/stated, Rukia-centric
Notes/Warnings/etc: All quotes are property of Shakespeare. The cast of Bleach is copyright to and property of Kubo Tite. This is the first of the Ichi.Ruki 100 theme list, for me anyway. Wording isn’t exact, some liberties taken…spoilers for most of the series up through some of the arrancar arc, but vague in that particular part, really.
( her cage is made of three walls and the third is almost invisible....almost )
It's been a while, huh? As always, remember that even though we have challenges this is not a challenge community so feel free to post ANYTHING Bleach & Shakespeare related in the comm.
I also forgot the last couple of times, but since debbiechan, julseykit, lilapriceless, too_late all responded to the challenges, feel free to pick one line each for the next challenge! ^___^
Go hang yourselves all: you are idle, shallow things, I am not of your element.
-Twelfth Night (III, iv, 118-119)
Let's see for means: O mischief, thou art swift
To enter in the thoughts of desperate men!
I do remember an apothecary,--
And hereabouts he dwells.
-Romeo & Juliet (V, i, 39-42)
Some griefs are medicinable.
—Cymbeline (III, ii, 35)
O tiger's heart wrapped in a woman's hide!
—Henry VI, Part III (I, iv, 138)
When you do dance, I wish you
A wave o' th' sea, that you might ever do
Nothing but that.
-The Winter's Tale (IV, iv, 163-165)
By the pricking of my thumbs,
Something wicked this way comes.
—Macbeth (IV, i, 46)
Also, since we've hit October and everyone knows that means All
Prompt: [C]haste as the icicle
That's curdied by the frost from purest snow
And hangs on Dian's temple.
-Coriolanus (V, iii, 73-75)
I was really pleased by the response to the last contest! ^___^ Here's hoping the community keeps being active! :D
The first thing we do, let's kill all the lawyers.
[C]haste as the icicle
[T]o thine ownself be true,
OK. I think by now we all know when I post, I come bringing, you guessed it, icons. I am a writer by nature, but I never got into writing fanfiction...but expressing myself in 100x100 pixels? You got it.
Unfortunately, I haven't had much time lately, but I didn't want to go out of town this weekend without contributing something to this challenge...and so I bring you four icons!
( It's a real cut!Collapse )
Title: Thing of Darkness
Characters: Ichigo, Zangetsu, Ishida, Shirosaki
No warnings, slight spoilers for Arrancar arc, a lot of metaphorical language.
Okay, I've been terribly lax with the comm and challenges lately and I apologize. But I couldn't let the Bard's birthday go by without issuing a challenge, right? So, here we have what I call: the SUPER-SIZED SHAKESPEAREAN BIRTHDAY CHALLENGE OF DOOM(TM)!
When we are born, we cry that we are come
To this great stage of fools.
—King Lear (IV, vi, 197-198)
Come not between the dragon and his wrath.
—King Lear (I, i, 127)
"[T]his thing of darkness I
-The Tempest (V, i, 275-276)
I am fire and air; my other elements
I give to baser life.
—Antony and Cleopatra (V, ii, 338-339)
Kill me to-morrow: let me live to-night!
—Othello (V, ii, 98)
Come away, come away, death,
And in sad cypress let me be laid;
Fly away, fly away breath;
I am slain by a fair cruel maid.
—Twelfth Night (II, iv, 56-59)
Crabbed age and youth cannot live together:
Youth is full of pleasance, age is full of care.
-The Passionate Pilgrim (xii)
For he being dead, with him is beauty slain,
And, beauty dead, black chaos comes again.
-Venus and Adonis
What is your substance, whereof are you made,
That millions of strange shadows on you tend?
-Sonnet LIII (53)
So shall thou feed on Death, that feeds on men,
And Death once dead, there's no more dying then.
-Sonnet CXLVI (146)