#percy shelley

[burningvelvet]

a twitter thread that actually killed me

[bysshe-shelley]

if percy shelley were alive today, i know for a fact he would be a huge hit on tumblr dot com.

[bitterkarella]

Midnight Pals: Ladies of Llangollen

Mary Shelley: sup fuckers Shelley: what's going on here Lord Byron: [tossing hair] ah mary what a vision you are Lord Byron: [tossing hair] percy and i were just about to visit the ladies of llangollen Shelley: why are my boyfriends sneaking around together behind my back

Mary Shelley: what the hell is this ladies of llangollen bullshit Lord Byron: [tossing hair] ah see mary it's a most curious thing Byron: [tossing hair] two women living together Byron: [tossing hair] science simply can't explain it Mary Shelley: they're lesbians byron

Byron: [tossing hair] no see it's these 2 women living together Byron: [tossing hair] and their lady servant too Byron: [tossing hair] explain that! Mary Shelley: what's so hard to understand? it's a fuckin polycule Mary Shelley: we're literally in one

Lord Byron: [tossing hair] lesbians? Byron: [tossing hair] oh ho ho only cuz they haven't met me yet! Byron: [tossing hair] isn't that right percy old man? Percy Shelley: yes dear

Byron: [tossing hair] now we're off! Mary Shelley: why're you going all the way to llangollen Mary Shelley: we got perfectly good lesbians at home Byron: [tossing hair] what? Mary Shelley: you heard me fucker

Mary Shelley: byron are you just going to llangollen to hide from your ex girlfriend Byron: [tossing hair] ha ha mary what a ridiculous notion Byron: [tossing hair] ha ha just uh Byron: [tossing hair] ridiculous

Mary Shelley: so it wouldn't bother you if caroline lamb also visited the ladies of llangollen then Byron: [tossing hair] it wouldn't bother me at all Byron: [pausing mid hair toss] why? is she there? what did you hear?

[at llangollen] Byron: [tossing hair] delightfully devilish byron, caroline lamb will never think to look for you here Caroline Lamb: [barging into llangollen] WHERE'S BYRON Lamb: I KNOW HE'S HERE Lamb: DON'T YOU LESBIANS LIE TO ME Lamb: I CAN SMELL HIS AXE BODY SPRAY

William Wordsworth: i was so inspired by those ladies of llangollen that i wrote a sonnet about them Wordsworth: "there once was a girl from nantucket..." Mary Shelley: that's not a fuckin sonnet Wordsworth: uh excuse me i think i know sonnets

[wooboomoomoo]

✨Wack-An-Author!!!✨

Pick a dead classic author from this poll that you'd personally want to punch!! This is all fun in games, I love bullying dead people 💛.

Listen everyone wants to beat up Lovecraft. That's a given, no competition. So he's not here.

[apoemaday]

Ozymandias

by Percy Shelley

I met a traveller from an antique land, Who said — “Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert… . Near them, on the sand, Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things, The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed; And on the pedestal, these words appear: My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings; Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair! Nothing beside remains. Round the decay Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare The lone and level sands stretch far away.”

[belle-keys]

One stormy night on Lake Leman, Lord Byron proposed a little ghastly writing contest...

[werewolfetone]

Extremely funny to me that Lord Byron & Percy Shelley both really hated Castlereagh but Shelley’s way of expressing it was writing an epic poem depicting Castlereagh as the personification of death wearing a metaphorical bloody mask & being followed by hounds which he feeds human hearts while Byron just went LMAO pissing on his grave

[blackhyena]

the newly identified portrait of shelley right before his death thoughhhhh 🥺🥺

[sorrydetka]

desire, love, godliness

fleabag 2.06 // hippolytus by euripides (trans. anne carson) // munich, winter 1973 (for y.s.) by james baldwin // the meeting in a dream by jorge luis borges // hannibal, ‘secondo’ 3.03 // epipsychidion by percy bysshe shelley // les misérables by victor hugo // know-nothing by sharon olds // eros, the bittersweet by anne carson

[burningvelvet]

Locks of hair from Percy Shelley, Mary Shelley, and Lord Byron, next to their portraits:

[brideormonster]

Happy World Poetry Day! 🪶✍🏻

[workingonit-currently]

This came from me asking, "What is Emily Dickinson" as I forgot the word for recluse.

[britneyshakespeare]

You versus the guy she tells you not to worry about

[bitterkarella]

Midnight Pals: Gross Out

Lor Gislason: bloop bloop time for goop Gislason: this is the story of the sick-off Gislason: these nurses make a bet about who can be the grossest Gislason: and one eats poop Gislason: so i guess i should say Gislason: bloop bloop time for poop

Lor Gislason: bloop bloop so he eats a poop Marquis de Sade: oh yeah i do that all the time Poe: King: Koontz: Barker: Lovecraft: de Sade: i said 'oh yeah i do that all the time' Barker: yeah yeah we all heard you

de Sade: i totally do! i do! Barker: yeah yeah marquis hold on a second Barker: looks like a package just arrived for you de Sade: what? huh? de Sade: what is it? Barker: looks like it's that attention you ordered de Sade: Barker: ah ha ha

de Sade: i do! i eat it all the time Barker: sure ya do Barker: get outta here, marquis! Poe: that's not actually his name, clive Barker: I don't care what his name is

Mary Shelley: sup fuckers de Sade: mary shelley! i eat poop! Mary Shelley: sure ya do, marquis de Sade: i do! i really do! Shelley: who's telling the story tonight? de Sade: PAY ATTENTION TO MEEEE

de Sade: i do! i'll do it right now! Shelley: yeah? you gonna prove it? de Sade: de Sade: um Poe: don't encourage him, mary Barker: no no let's see where this goes Poe: you don't encourage him either, clive

de Sade: i do it! i do it all the time! Shelley: no one cares, marquis Poe: his name's not marquis, that's his title Poe: you know, like lord byron Shelley: Shelley: what the fuck

Shelley: you telling me i've been calling my boyfriend by the wrong name this whole time? Shelley: what's his real name? Poe: george Shelley: George!?? Shelley: that's a nerd name!

Mary Shelley: you mean to tell me i've been dating a nerd this whole time!? Mary Shelley: i ain't getting burned again! Mary Shelley: your name better be fuckin percy, nerd!!!! Percy Shelley: yes dear

[do-not-go-gently]

Author alignment chart but it’s just the random people I’ve been familiar with