#Ikemen vampire William Shakespeare

[stuckinhell102]

Realizing I have started to kin him even more now is worrying me...

[unicornwithachainsaw83]

Need help looking for a fic!

I’m looking for an Ikemen Vampire fic where William Shakespeare returns to the mansion. Could someone please let me know if they find one or if they know any? I’d appreciate it. If I can’t find one I might just write one myself.

[memoria-99]

Ikemen Bromance (Vamp, Pri, Vil)

Part 1 Love triangle

Part 2 Love square

Part 3 One true pair

Note: Gilbert might flirt with others but his true love is Chevalier

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[weird-profiterole]

🌼 Happy Easter 🌼

I know I'm late 🙈

Don't repost, only reblog

[lichtluv]

๑________๑✦๑________๑

ᴀʟʟ ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ɪs sᴋɪɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴏɴᴇ, ᴛʀᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴀʟᴏɴɢ

ғᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ғʟᴏᴡ,

ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ғʀɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ.

๑________๑✦๑________๑

➴ ᴡɪʟʟɪᴀᴍ sʜᴀᴋᴇsᴘᴇᴀʀᴇ ᴍᴏᴏᴅʙᴏᴀʀᴅ.

[cloudcountry]

IKEMEN REQUEST BC IT SAYS 5/5 AND I HOPE I'M LAST DFJGHFJDKSDFFJKDLS

Shakespeare "reusing" one of his sonnets to woo the reader with his extremely shitty guitar skills under the window (outside the door) and overall he's just yowling like a cat bc of the guitar 🎸 (also I say reusing bc we've read it in modern times, but for him it's new asf)

note: he is trying smth "modern" to woo the reader but also thinks a guitar is a cittern/cithren hence the yowling

SUMMARY: theo yells at you to wrangle your lover. said lover is trying his best to serenade you.

WARNINGS: none!! :D

COMMENTS: YOU ARE THE LAST DW im writing two things today since i missed yesterday oopsie. i feel like will would be a really nice singer though :(( he has such a ncie voice :((( so yea i changed your request a little bit because i doubt hes the type to YOWL but yk theo is fed up with anyway!!

i used sonnet 116 for this because its so beautifully written excuse my geeking

“Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments.”

“Hey, Hondje. Tell him to shut up.” Theo huffs, a string of very creative Dutch swears leaving his lips after he slams the door shut behind him.

You can hear what Theo is talking about.

There’s a strange warbling noise that sounds like a musical instrument, along with a very familiar voice cooing unintelligible lyrics from out on the balcony. You open the door that Theo just left, stepping out into the cold night air. The singing becomes clearer, and a smile creeps on your face when you lean over the railing.

“Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove.”

It’s Will, a guitar in hand that he’s clearly struggling to play, his eyes trained on the space you occupy now. A smile blooms across his face as he sings, the notes too plucky to be anything but offensive, but it's him and he’s doing something for you, and so you listen.

“O no! it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wand'ring bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.”

It takes you a second to register the words he’s singing to you, but when you realize it's a sonnet giddy laugh tumbles from your lips. Will’s eyes gleam with joy at the sound, and he steps closer to the balcony. His neck is craned up so he can see you, yearning to be close and yet being a whole floor away.

While he may not be able to physically reach you, his words do.

“Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom.”

The sonnet reminds you of Will’s love, of how it’s never changing, of how it’s held up even though everything the two of you have been through together. It reminds me of how devoted he is to you, his love, and how he’d do anything to ensure your happiness, even if he has to sacrifice himself.

It’s something he’s been working on. He’s well aware that it’s not just him who would die if the two of you were parted now.

“If this be error and upon me prov'd, I never writ, nor no man ever lov'd.”

The final notes ring into the night and you offer him a polite clap, the soft sound leaving the night around you two undisturbed.

“Sebastian told me that was an effective way to woo someone from your time period. I do hope you found it satisfactory.” Will confesses, awkwardly holding the guitar like he isn’t sure what to do with it.

This time you laugh loud, raising your head towards the stars as your heart flutters for this man.

“Come inside already!” you call out to him, giggles still seeping into your voice as you rush back inside to let him in.

You’re going to have to make sure Theo isn’t around, but you can deal with that when the time comes. Right now, you need to concern yourself with your silly, wonderfully talented lover.

[natimiles]

“Wilst thou join me upon the stage, my muse?”

William Shakespeare — moodboard

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[yarnnerdally]

Aaaaaand here's my second contribution for the @flash-exchange! and this was written for the darling @spoopy-fish-writes. I had the idea for this pretty early and I can't stop giggling at it, honestly.

Title: Mischief

Characters: Will/Fem!reader, Sebastian, Dazai

Prompt: Kabedon

Tags: fluff, kabedon, Dazai being a lil shit, Sebastian isn't helping

     You had just finished making that evening's coffee with Sebastian, making light conversation with him. You reminisced about some things from your original time, lightly complaining that so many of the romance books you tried to read could use a little more… impact.      “Honestly, there are so many scenes that could be amplified with a kabedon, but that didn't even come about in our time until the 1980's,” you sighed. You were glad you hadn't picked up the whole tray as a voice from behind made you jump.      “Kabe-don?” Turning quickly you saw Dazai leaning in the doorway, a lazy smile on his face and a contrasting mischief in his eyes.      “Good evening, Dazai. Yes, a kabedon. She's referring to a moment in modern Japanese manga and animation in which one character essentially somewhat traps another character against a wall.” Sebastian moved to the wall and displayed the position. “Now, imagine there's another person between me and the wall with them facing me. My flat hand hits the wall beside the other person's head. Kabe for wall, don for the sound the impact makes. Usually there is romantic tension between the two characters.” You felt yourself blushing as Sebastian explained. You swore you saw a spark in Dazai's gaze as he acted unphased with the new information.      “I see. It dramatically raises tension between two characters. The sudden proximity, an air of dominance. Hm. Thanks for the tip.” He smiled coyly before leaving you and Sebastian in the kitchen. A heavy sigh left your lips and you pinched the bridge of your nose.      “Why do I have a bad feeling about this?” -      The night was getting long and as much as you and Will loved to visit the mansion for dinner occasionally, you were both ready to go home. The interaction earlier with Dazai had all but left your mind as the two of you walked from the carriage stop back home. That was until you both reached the house and Will lingered instead of unlocking the door. You looked at him curiously.      “Will?” You prompted him softly with his name, his playful and heated gaze making you shiver.      “Apologies, dear heart. Mine mind hath wandered,” he grinned, pressing a kiss to your temple before proceeding to unlock the door. You knew him well enough to know there was something on his mind but there would be a time and place for bringing it up. Thankfully the wait was short because as soon as you were both inside…      *don*      Your back was suddenly against the wall, heart racing as you looked wide-eyed up at Will. Your stomach fluttered excitedly as he crowded your space. His hand had landed firmly on the wall by your head and his smirk made you blush. He couldn’t help but chuckle as your cheeks turned a brilliant shade of pink and he brought his hand up to caress one with his thumb. “My, my. Curiouser and curiouser,” he murmured.      “W-Will…” you stuttered softly, beginning to pout as the pieces slowly came together in your mind. “Did you speak with Dazai tonight by chance?” He laughed and leaned in closer, pressing a kiss to the tip of your nose.      “I know not of what you speak,” he grinned as your pout deepened. “Though… I suppose thanks is owed to him for this most… gratifying reaction. I’ll have to employ this guileful tactic more often, no?”

Taglist: @violettduchess , @strawberry-scum , @writingwhimsey , @ikememesengoku , @kissmetwicekissmedeadly , @jozhenji

[lizzylovebooks280501]

🥺🥲what the actually fuck is going on here??? 😆

[kissmetwicekissmedeadly]

[rou-luxe]

I want to see William (Ikevil) interact with William (Ikevamp) so bad

a bit OOC. I usually don't write like this either

The self righteous monarch sipped a bit of tea before calmly placing down his teacup with grace. "You share the same name as me? How interesting." William gave his little polite smile as always, looking at the other innocently.

Meanwhile, the other William was having a bit of an internal crisis, looking exasperated. "How hast England changed since mine own absence?" William, due to his time on the stage, talked rather fast. It didn't help that he had so many questions. "There exists not one, but two? Wherefore doth thee beareth a resemblance to mine own amaranthian l'rd?" (Vlad)

William was taken aback by all his questions, but laughed anyway. "Is that so?" He tilted his head. "I'm rather curious. What country do you live in now?"

"France."

"..."

[hhoneypop]

@hhoneypop. — “ maybe i can break the curse, and i can be your love forever. . . ”

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[aquagirl1978]

Hello my queen

New Years Celebrations

May I please request for William Shakespeare (Ikemen Vampire) with Kisses 8 🌶

(@ikemen-prince-writers-posts here)

Hi Jazz (@ikemen-writer) - thank you for this request, sorry it's taken so long. I wanted to have this done for his birthday, so Happy Belated Birthday to the Bard.

Wait for Me - William Shakespeare x Reader (Ikemen Vampire)

A/N: Part of my New Year, New Celebration event

Pairing: William Shakespeare x Reader

Prompt: biting kisses

Word Count: 498

Tags: spicy

The theatre was so very different after a show. With the house lights dark and the seats empty, the space was transformed, exuding a quiet serenity that was rare during a show. Lit by the glow of scattered wall lamps, the empty stage felt smaller, more intimate. 

You walked across the floor of the stage, your steps slow and reverent as you thought of all the amazing performers who had shared this stage at one point or another. Will held your hand, watching you, enlightened simply by being in your presence. It wasn’t often you both stayed at the theatre so late after a show, but Will told you tonight was a special occasion. 

With a suggestive smile, he let go of your hand and silently wandered behind the curtain. He soon emerged from the heavy crimson draperies, with a chair in his hands. 

“Sit,” he said as he placed the chair in the middle of the stage.

It was a single syllable, yet he said it so seductively. Sit. Like a sultry purr in your ear. The silver-tongued bard surely had a gift with words, and you were more than thrilled to be the recipient of such a gift.

He held his hand out to you, an extended invitation. Your fingers gently brushed his, his skin soft and warm as he brought your hand to his lips. Your face flushed with warmth as he dipped his head, placing a chaste kiss on your knuckles, his mismatched eyes never leaving yours. 

Lifting your linked hands high above your heads, he spun you like a ballerina until he guided you to the chair. He smiled softly as your body sunk into the seat, your gaze following him as he stepped behind the chair.

Lifting your chin, your head tilted back until your eyes caught his gaze; Will’s face hovered over yours, his frame tall behind you. 

“Your eyes,” he commanded as he dragged a finger down your eyelids, “keep them closed.”

Doing as he said, you let out a soft sigh. Time passed slowly as you waited with bated breath, wondering what Will had in store for you next.

Your breath hitched as you felt something soft covering your eyes. Blinking, darkness surrounded you as Will tied a swath of fabric around your head, his breath loud in your ear.

Deprived of your sight, your heartbeat quickened, but your body remained still, frozen in its position. 

And then you felt it. 

His teeth grazed the delicate skin of your exposed neck. His favorite spot.  Your back arched, further exposing your neck to your lover, ready for his bite. Gently, he pressed his mouth against your skin, not yet piercing your flesh. 

It was just a tease, a taste of what’s to come. 

He removed his lips, leaving you wanting and needing more. A moment later, you felt his breath, warm on your lips. 

“Wait for me,” he whispered softly, his voice sweet as honey.

And then he was gone.

Tagging: @redheadkittys @kissmetwicekissmedeadly @chaosangel767 @ikehoe @kpop-and-otome @lucyw260 @queengiuliettafirstlady @kisara-16 @lordsisterxotome @umi-adxhira @crypticbibliophile @yarnnerdally @tele86 @nightfoxqueen @wendolrea @randonauticrap @maries-gallery @xbalayage @xenokiryu

[cow-goes-moozart]

Theo: FIGHT ME, YOU NERD ASS PUNK!

Shakespeare: Can you at least try to sound slightly sophisticated?

Theo: Dost thou wish to engage in a duel, my good bITCH?!

Shakespeare: Somehow that's even worse.