The Sweet Swan of Avon

The Sweet Swan of AvonThe name's Shakespeare, William Shakespeare. Poet, playwright, general BAMF and anything you want. Also husband of Anne and father to Susanna, Hamnet and Judith.I also authored my own plays thankyouverymuch.((Independent RP. Both Will and the mun are +21))

[williamplayspeare]

A casual lean on the door frame, arms folded beneath her bust. Her lips wear a smile without thorns as she watches him work in his little office on the top floor. "The muse strikes even on your birthday? That seems a little harsh.." she straightens up and takes a few steps in. "Sounds like me." her comment is followed by a short laugh before she closes the gap between them and pecks his brow. "Happy birthday."

“The muse is evil” he grinned “You are much better, my love”

But he stops, all the attention on her, looking at her as if she was the sun, and the most beautiful view ever.

Bringing her into his arms, he kissed her tenderly all over. “Thank you, my love”

[thebardswifeanne]

His love for her and the attention he bestows is enough to make her feel ever so uncomfortable. She likes to protect herself behind the wall she’s built up around herself; but Will and all his love and admiration seems to penetrate right through and reach her.

Anne smiles though and leans into him, closing her eyes at the brush of his lips on her face.

“Might you leave the evil muse be? The children have presents ready.”

[williamplayspeare]

"The evil muse is set aside" he whispers, as he brings Anne to his lap "But I was wondering if we could just... have five minutes"

He did not mean it at all in a sexual way. In fact he simply just wants her close, so he brings her into his arms and presses a soft kiss to her brow.

[theshakespearerose]

“—-I’m not late yet!

I want to wish my father a happy - I won’t say how old you are I promise! - birthday. You have always been an inspiration and someone to admire and hope to replicate. You taught me that it was okay to be myself; even if that meant devouring every book I could and thirsting for knowledge just like you. While it has not always been easy, living alongside your chosen profession and dealing with the long absence, I can say I have always been proud to be your daughter and front your legacy.

I love you very much, papa.”

[williamplayspeare]

Have Will, have Will feeling v v v emotional and hugging you.

"Thank you, my little princess, thank you so much"

[williamplayspeare]

A casual lean on the door frame, arms folded beneath her bust. Her lips wear a smile without thorns as she watches him work in his little office on the top floor. "The muse strikes even on your birthday? That seems a little harsh.." she straightens up and takes a few steps in. "Sounds like me." her comment is followed by a short laugh before she closes the gap between them and pecks his brow. "Happy birthday."

“The muse is evil” he grinned “You are much better, my love”

But he stops, all the attention on her, looking at her as if she was the sun, and the most beautiful view ever.

Bringing her into his arms, he kissed her tenderly all over. “Thank you, my love”

[williamplayspeare]

HAPPY BIRTHDAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY to Will!!!!!!!! thank you so much for once gracing the Earth with your talent!

*Will bows*

Why thank you very much for the kind birthday wishes and the compliments, milady.

[helloserotonin]

[williamplayspeare]

Her appearance silenced the men on the stage, giving Anne a burst of amusement that she refused to let show on her countenance. As the echoes of her foot steps died, she looked around herself - at the true mistress of her husband - with an eyebrow perched high. It was quite ostentatious.. no wonder he'd not sent support in many a month. "So this is it?" she asked of no-one in particular. Her arms folded, resting beneath her bust. "The Globe theatre."

He is a mixture of awe and worry, but taking a deep breath, he bows towards her, taking her hand.

(After all, if anybody is going to show her the Globe, that is going to be him)

“Yes, it is, my love.” He says “And let me welcome you to it.”

[thebardswifeanne]

williamplayspeare:

He takes the hint and behaves more discreetly, even taking the jab at him in good humour.

“ You know me, Anne. I’ve always had a penchant for things that were beyond me.” He says “But well, would you like a visit to our humble theatre?”

Emasculating her husband in front of his friends was not on her agenda for the visit and so, playing the part of dutiful wife, she nodded at his suggestion and tried to make her smile kinder.

“Humble is hardly what I’d call it,” she remarked casually as she once more took in her surroundings. “but you’ve never been one to talk money.”

Her gaze briefly hardened before she slid the familiar mask of happy wife back in place; it was like second nature now all these years.

“I’d like it if you’d show me around.”

[williamplayspeare]

He suddenly hatched a plan, and instead of the tour, he took her hand and guided her upstairs, to a private room that was his office. Closing the door behind them, he then opened a wardrobe with a key. Inside there was a package full of letters from Susie. Handing them to her, he finally said. "I keep them in the safest place I know."

[thebardswifeanne]

For never was a story of more woe. Than this of Juliet and her Romeo. - William Shakespeare.

Happy Birthday Squishy!!!! With lots of love and feels from Mrs S & I <3 - williamplayspeare

[williamplayspeare]

Her appearance silenced the men on the stage, giving Anne a burst of amusement that she refused to let show on her countenance. As the echoes of her foot steps died, she looked around herself - at the true mistress of her husband - with an eyebrow perched high. It was quite ostentatious.. no wonder he'd not sent support in many a month. "So this is it?" she asked of no-one in particular. Her arms folded, resting beneath her bust. "The Globe theatre."

He is a mixture of awe and worry, but taking a deep breath, he bows towards her, taking her hand.

(After all, if anybody is going to show her the Globe, that is going to be him)

“Yes, it is, my love.” He says “And let me welcome you to it.”

[thebardswifeanne]

She ground her teeth together, eyes turning a darker shade as he dared to take her hand in such a public manner,; clearly it had escaped him that he had lost such rights with her years ago. 

But Anne is not one for a scene - not like her husband - so she allows the liberty; squeezing his hand tightly as she interlocks their fingers and bites her nails briefly into the back of his hand in warning. No more liberties.

Upon her lips she forces a smile to settle, barbed as it might be.

“It is quite grand - you have reached high above yourself William.”

[williamplayspeare]

He takes the hint and behaves more discreetly, even taking the jab at him in good humour.

" You know me, Anne. I've always had a penchant for things that were beyond me." He says "But well, would you like a visit to our humble theatre?"

[williamplayspeare]

Her appearance silenced the men on the stage, giving Anne a burst of amusement that she refused to let show on her countenance. As the echoes of her foot steps died, she looked around herself - at the true mistress of her husband - with an eyebrow perched high. It was quite ostentatious.. no wonder he'd not sent support in many a month. "So this is it?" she asked of no-one in particular. Her arms folded, resting beneath her bust. "The Globe theatre."

He is a mixture of awe and worry, but taking a deep breath, he bows towards her, taking her hand.

(After all, if anybody is going to show her the Globe, that is going to be him)

“Yes, it is, my love.” He says “And let me welcome you to it.”

[thebardswifeanne]

|| Thomas coming back to Stratford from London and telling Anne about Much Ado is E V E R Y T H I N G.  I can just imagine her watching her daughters or perhaps helping John with some matter and then, ever so slowly, turning her head on hearing the description of Beatrice. Thomas finally having won over her interest.

 He’d just carry on talking. Excited to the bone about this latest literary success and eager to inform her of the heights her husband is reaching. Yet, so eager he’s not noticed the scowl she wore at first mention is gone and she’s on the brink of laughter. 

Because in describing the character; he’s almost describing herself.

[thebardswifeanne]

💕

Dr. Love thinks that a relationship between William Shakespeare and Anne Shakespeare has a very good chance of being successful, but this doesn’t mean that you don’t have to work on the relationship. Remember that every relationship needs spending time together, talking with each other etc.

[roleplayaskmemes]

Send me “that’s dirty” and I will generate a number for what my muse will say to yours.

Sexual Sunday NSFW special, they’re all suggestive, but don’t have to be responded to in a NSFW manner.

1-55

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[chivalrousxhybrid-deactivated20]

Send me 'I want the K' and I'll generate a number

1: Hot, Steamy kiss

2: Cheek Kiss

3: Nose Kiss

4: Forehead Kiss

5: Firm Kiss

6: Gentle Peck

7: Romantic Kiss

8: Eyelid Kiss

9: Jawline Kiss

10: Neck Kiss

11: Collarbone Kiss

12: Chest Kiss

13: Stomach Kiss

14: Kiss Along the Hips

15: Kiss in the Rain

16: Upside-Down Kiss

17: Goofy Kiss

18: Underwater Kiss

19: Forceful Kiss

20: Any of the Above

21: Then there’s tongue

[williamplayspeare]

Affectionate Starters

Send me one of the following: !

"Scoot over and share the blankets!"

"Do you want some cocoa?"

"Here, you can have my jacket. It's too cold out to be wearing short sleeves."

"I need a hug."

"Your feet are cold!"

"Can I play with your hair?"

"You make a good pillow."

"You know, you have really bad morning breath."

"Are you ticklish?"

"You don't mind sharing a bed, do you?"

"Hold still--! You've got something on your face."

"I really don't get why you're single."

"Can we hold hands? I forgot my gloves."

"Do you want to spend the night?"

"Here, get under my umbrella!"

"I bought this at the store the other day. It reminded me of you."

[thebardswifeanne]

"I'm not getting out of bed today."

“I think you’ll find you will be.”

Without further ado, slender fingers took hold of the edges of his duvet before giving a sharp tug and pulling them clear off the bed. Dropping it at her feet, she then proceeded to fold her arms acrossed her chest and tap her foot upon the wooden flooring.

Mary had sent her upstairs to fetch him and fetch him she would - no matter what; he was coming with her to school!

“William Shakespeare move your lazy behind, now! I’m not facing Shakespeare week in that dump by myself. The star of the show has to endure it too now move!”

[thebardswifeanne]

williamplayspeare:

“That we could” he grinned, pressing a soft little kiss to her skin before he looked up at her with an adoring smile, even if his eyes were a bit hazy. “You are an angel, have I ever told you that?

To him, she looked like one every day, but specially today. He was sleepy, but she seemed a vision from Heaven itself.

Anne hummed as he kissed her brow. Keeping her eyes closed, she let him nuzzle into her with contentment. It was quite nice to snuggle with him.. although she’d not admit that to him!

She cracked an eye open at his comment and chuckled.

“You really are half asleep aren’t you?”

[williamplayspeare]

“I love you, half asleep and half a...” a big yawn drew from his lips “...half awake”

And he snuggled, hiding in her shoulder again. This was Heaven and he really did not want to move.

[thebardswifeanne]

"I'm not getting out of bed today."

“I think you’ll find you will be.”

Without further ado, slender fingers took hold of the edges of his duvet before giving a sharp tug and pulling them clear off the bed. Dropping it at her feet, she then proceeded to fold her arms acrossed her chest and tap her foot upon the wooden flooring.

Mary had sent her upstairs to fetch him and fetch him she would - no matter what; he was coming with her to school!

“William Shakespeare move your lazy behind, now! I’m not facing Shakespeare week in that dump by myself. The star of the show has to endure it too now move!”

[thebardswifeanne]

williamplayspeare:

Turning to face her, he embraced her and buried his face in her shoulder. “Okaaaaay” he mumbled “Give me just two minutes…”

HA! Softly, softly, catch the monkey.

As he settled into her, she exhaled slowly and closed her eyes for a moment. Now school was far from her mind. It was quite nice to lay with him like this. The world of fans and expectation far away.

“Or we could stay here..”

[williamplayspeare]

“That we could” he grinned, pressing a soft little kiss to her skin before he looked up at her with an adoring smile, even if his eyes were a bit hazy. “You are an angel, have I ever told you that?

To him, she looked like one every day, but specially today. He was sleepy, but she seemed a vision from Heaven itself.

[thebardswifeanne]

"I'm not getting out of bed today."

“I think you’ll find you will be.”

Without further ado, slender fingers took hold of the edges of his duvet before giving a sharp tug and pulling them clear off the bed. Dropping it at her feet, she then proceeded to fold her arms acrossed her chest and tap her foot upon the wooden flooring.

Mary had sent her upstairs to fetch him and fetch him she would - no matter what; he was coming with her to school!

“William Shakespeare move your lazy behind, now! I’m not facing Shakespeare week in that dump by myself. The star of the show has to endure it too now move!”

[thebardswifeanne]

williamplayspeare:

Good luck with that, Annie, he is hugging that pillow very strongly and actually sniffling a bit.

“nooooo” he mumbles “Annieeee”

Deciding a change of tactic was in order, Anne ceased tugging on his pillow and curled around him instead. Chin resting on his shoulder, she nuzzled a little into the column of his neck.

“Will..” she cooed sweetly. “Please get out of bed now.”

[williamplayspeare]

Turning to face her, he embraced her and buried his face in her shoulder. "Okaaaaay" he mumbled "Give me just two minutes..."