Ficlets: Shakespeare Quotes
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A little while ago I asked for some Shakespeare Quotes as prompts :)
Here are the first 2.
Author : Metztlimoon
Rating: PG for both
Disclaimer: These are works of fanfiction, the characters are the BBC's.
#1 PAIRING: Jack / Ianto
Warning: Character Death
DRABBLE : 100 words in Word
"Eyes, look your last! Arms, take your last embrace!" Romeo and Juliet
Jack doesn’t break at death. He doesn’t break as the blue eyes, forever now unblinking, fix one last time on his face. He doesn’t break as he looks up from the bloody mess in his arms and calmly asks, “leave us alone.”
He doesn’t break as Ianto turns cold, or as he kisses blue lips, and seals them all away forever with the impersonal sound of a closing door.
He doesn’t even break when he shatters one hundred and twenty seven of his bones leaping from the water tower.
He takes his first new breath; alone.
Life breaks him apart.
Suggested by Fryaddict @ Torchwoodcafe
#2
Pairing: Nine/Rose
Rating: PG
FICLET-208 words in Word
"Oh trespass sweetly urged! Give me my sin again!" Romeo and Juliet
He stands in the shadows. His heats beat so loud in his ears he was almost afraid it would wake her as she slept, caught in the shaft of light from the half open door.
Such a fragile golden haired primate, offspring of a stupid ape, so delicate and so…
One hand is under her cheek, the other trails over the side of the bed. She’s wearing a shirt that’s ridden up to the level of her ribs, beneath that, he cannot see for the duvet.
Shouldn’t even be interested, anyway.
Her breathing quickens, and he is frozen suddenly by the soft, breathy moan escaping her lips. She turns onto her back, one hand coming to rest on her bare stomach.
He lets his mind and his eyes dwell there for just a moment. He wonders how she would react if he ran his finger in a line from her sternum to her hip.
Wonders if she’d wake if he brushed the hair from her eyes.
Wonders how she’d feel against his skin.
He almost takes a step forward.
He almost takes the same step every night.
Pathetic. Just pathetic.
He stalks away.
***
Every night she wants to say his name. Every night, she almost does.
Quote suggested by nathanspet @ Doctor Who
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