Stageplay قصص

"There you go again. Letting your head get the better of you." Becca's eyes shot to his. "You can't hold back like that, not if you want it to feel real." Her cheeks felt like they were on fire. Yes, she'd stopped. She knew. But he spoke like it was so simple, like she was just some amateur afraid of the stage. He had no clue what this felt like, that it wasn't the scene that made her chest tight. It was looking at him. She put a full foot of distance between them. "I know how to act, Boris!" He stood there, unmoved. "Then show me." Her nails dug into her palms. No. She wasn't going to let him break her. She pulled her shoulders back, took a breath, and planted her feet. "Fine," she bit out. "This time...I'll finish it." ⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒ When Becca Morgan walked through the doors of her old high school, she never expected to get pulled back into the world of theater. She also didn't expect Boris an intense and incredibly talented 18-year-old senior who gets under her skin. A single rehearsal is all it takes for things to get complicated, blurring the lines between the roles they're playing and the people they're becoming. 🎭 𝕀𝕤 𝕚𝕥 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕀'𝕞 𝕕𝕣𝕒𝕨𝕟 𝕥𝕠...𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝 𝕀 𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖, 𝕞𝕚𝕣𝕣𝕠𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕟 𝕙𝕚𝕞? It goes much deeper than just desire. At its heart, the story is about the ache of getting older, wondering where the time went. It's about the messy, complicated search to find yourself again. ⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒

Osamu Dazai has finally achieved his lifelong dream: death. However, his "final act" is interrupted when he wakes up under a cerulean spotlight. He is greeted by Kiyo (Comedy) and Aiyo (Tragedy), two doll-like entities who claim that his life was far too theatrical to be allowed to end so abruptly.

But it is the fire of your missing, and the rage of your murder; that keeps me half-alive, that keeps me hanging by my limbs between the dreadful hooks of life and death, like a French wheel. ~ in which apathetic women wreak havoc with their feelings. {a play in verse.}

Yes, that's what I said, an exquisite landscape - silvered, mute paint-men and paint-women, brushed in with silver leaf.

Continuation of イケメン & 声優 but this time only contains butai(stage play) actors.

[Requests Are Open!] ahhh.. this little cute being deserves more love, so i decided to make some one-shots about him! (of course, i don't own you or kousuke (i wish)) just to remind you, i will only accept request if they are commented on the request page.. • mostly gender neutral & female readers (i still can do male readers.. but they'll probably be really bad) • fluff, angst, AUs, scenarios, headcannons... but no lemons or limes (sorry)

In the classical city of Vesperia, the study of astronomy has been made a capital offence by its tyrannical leader, but everything changes when a curious teenage girl decides to find out why. Along the way, she discovers secrets about a prophecy, a massacre, and a very important book.

Life is an stage. We, are everything else. Some choose to play roles, some make them. And are ones who become backdrops, staying where they are and eventually, fading away, burning down.

This is a compilation of my assignments from CREW110, CREW120, and CREW140 NOTE: Those who know screenplay and stage play format, please don't go off on me about it. In my word documents for class, they present correctly. Mmkay?

I'm bored sooooo

Heads up, this is a stage play, and kind of a silly one at that. The characters are a bit stereotypical (y'know, the beautiful princess in a tower, the poor orphan boy, the self-centered rich guy) but hopefully this may be a new angle on fairy tales. This is a cute awkward fairy tale romance that is built on the prejudice of humanity. (I might be building it up too much. It's really not that good of writing, so please feel free to comment that my philosophical description isn't accurate at all.)

A retelling of William Shakespeare's "The Tempest" using characters from the Shrek expanded universe.

This is a short play I wrote in my teenage years. Honestly, the less I say upfront, the better. The original title was "It's Happening" -- something deliberately vague but utterly bland. I'm really bad at naming my works, so I decided to get some outside input to come up with a new title.

A revolutionary is set for trial. Before the trial commences he comes face to face with his oppressors. Can he make a change or is the world he knows bound to chaos?

A One Act is play written for the stage that does not exceed twenty minutes in run time. This is a collection of all the One Acts I have written so far.

its about a boy named Finn and his dream of being part of the adventures guild....

What happens when two prisoners hold a guard hostage?

Famous young author Ethan Smith takes an important role in Lizzie's life. He does his best in getting her, but will she ever fall for him? Another fanmade imagine book of mine that contains scenarios of you, Y/N male reader's relationship with Lizzie Olsen as it progresses. ⚠️ WARNING: MASSIVE REWRITING AND COPYREADING, PLEASE CHECK BACK REGULARLY FOR UPDATES.

These are the doctor's notes from a delusional mental patient who believed he was Iago from Shakespeare's Othello. (Cover art credit: Mikko Lagerstedt)