Bonnie Parker

Good girl from Rowena, Texas. Just wanted to make it to the big screen. Can you can guess what happened next?

[angl-baby]

[hollidayxgrainger]

[clydexchampion]

“I ain’t gamblin’ my body away to someone like you sir, nuh uh.”

Despite her words, she takes the pack from him and frees the deck from it’s cardboard confine. Never having been the biggest fan of card games, she was stil quite impressive at shuffling the decks themselves. Nimble fingers made for a quick toss, and Bonnie certainly had nimble fingers as she dealt his cards.

“Alright, wanna make a bet? Who loses their shirt first?”

“I’ll bet you anythin’ that you lose your everythin’ first. I am the master of go-fish.”

Of course he was going to win, he had a secret weapon up his sleeve. That’s what he called it anyway. Other people tended to say ‘another identical deck of cards’, but he much preferred secret weapon. It sounded less like cheating. Clyde waited until there was a ‘pond’ of cards for them to fish through and they both had cards in their hands before speaking fast enough that she couldn’t interrupt until after he’d finished.

“Rules say the oldest one playin’ goes first and as you are but a young, fresh faced 20 year old I’m gonna have to ask you if you have any…” He took a moment to examine his hand. “Queens?”

[bonniebow]

“Go fish.”

Bonnie stared at Clyde for a while, knowing he’d expect her to take off her cardigan or socks. But that wasn’t how gambling worked was it? Even in real Go-Fish when you guessed wrong you drew a card, not the other person.

“Go on, take somethin’ off.”

[clydexchampion]

“Strip go-fish.” Clyde held up a pack of playing cards. “It’s easier than strip poker and funner than strip Risk.” And it beat sitting around trying to decide what to do. They’d spent at least thirty minutes suggesting ideas and shooting down every single one before Clyde started his search for the cards, which admittedly took much longer than he thought it would. 

“What do ya think?”

[bonniebow]

“I ain’t gamblin’ my body away to someone like you sir, nuh uh.”

Despite her words, she takes the pack from him and frees the deck from it’s cardboard confine. Never having been the biggest fan of card games, she was stil quite impressive at shuffling the decks themselves. Nimble fingers made for a quick toss, and Bonnie certainly had nimble fingers as she dealt his cards.

“Alright, wanna make a bet? Who loses their shirt first?”

[clydexchampion]

@bonniebow

Clyde wasn’t going to go back to school. He hadn’t told anyone, not even Ray. He figured he could get the lecture about how he shouldn’t waste the opportunity of free college another day. Honestly, why should he care? It saved some nice old ladies from giving him another few years of tuition and he didn’t even need a degree to be a musician. Sure, waking up early to go to a two hour lecture on math he would never use outside of school was fun and all, but he had more important things to do with his time. He’d decided in May that he didn’t care enough to finish out his education. Every day he decided not to say anything since he had a while until the new school year was upon them. It wouldn’t matter until then. Even just two weeks before school started up again, Clyde still managed to procrastinate telling anyone.

He figured if he was going to try to work in his father’s garage, he should probably inform his parents soon, but he didn’t exactly want to have that conversation over the phone and he’d promised that he’d take Bonnie with him the next time he went home so she could meet his parents. That was fair enough, he’d met her mother already. It was a disaster, but he’d met her.

He and Bonnie had spent the majority of the summer traveling. First the Gulf of Mexico, then New York for a week. They stayed in crappy motels mostly (and once or twice they slept in the car, which was entirely his fault. Why did he think he could afford a great American summer road trip?) before finally heading back home.

It took a good few hours until they were back in Dallas. Clyde reached over to wake Bonnie up with a tap on her shoulder. 

“Hey sugar, wake up. Almost home.”

[bonniebow]

Bonnie shifted gently in her perch against the cool window, her hands tucked gently underneath her chin serving as pillow. In her sleep, her hot breath created clouds on the windows. As the car would bump over potholes as Clyde continued towards suburban Dallas, her limp fingertips would draw patterns in the fog. Across her left shoulder was a fleece blanket that Clyde had strewn haphazardly a few miles back when the AC had been too much for the college girl in a flowery tank top and jean shorts.

“Five more minutes.”

Groaning, Bonnie let her head be turned with the bounce of the car toward Clyde. She stretched languidly, a fist going just below the chin of her unsuspecting boyfriend.

“We’re almost there? How long have I been out?”

The last she’d seen of the road was a never ending highway, grasses along the sides yielding nothing but the occasional tree, or cow. Now the road in front of them was paved with turning lanes and suburban houses littering the sides. The cow sightings were long behind them.

[slightlytallera-deactivated2016]

if I were to stream Cinderella (Laura Osnes and Santino Fontana) sometime today, would anyone come??

[bonniebow]

yes oh yes oh yes oh yes

[lauraosnessource]

[actiasteeth]

[impcssiblyarchive-blog]

“And I fell in love instantly.”

“It’s probably nothing.“ 

“I just want to be with you.” 

“It becomes perfect when you learn to accept it for what it is.“ 

“If you see something, say nothing and drink to forget.“ 

“And you may find, as time passes, that you remember it less and less.“ 

“Look, I’ve probably said too much.“ 

“If you don’t hear from me again, it has truly been a pleasure.“ 

“We are not history yet.“ 

“You are safe now.“ 

“You can let go now.“ 

“We have nothing to speak about. There never was.“ 

“I have chosen to not be certain of anything at all.“ 

“There are many things I wish I could remember.“ 

“I do not live but I exist.“ 

“I don’t know if he listens to me sometimes.“ 

“We can do this together, you and I.“ 

“You don’t know what to say.“ 

“I know what I saw.“ 

“Regrets just bear us down.“ 

“You are all to me.“ 

“Think nothing of it; it’s forgotten.“ 

“There—now you know. Has that filled an emptiness for you? Are you any happier now?“ 

“I have something of urgent importance to tell you.“ 

"And for now, existence is enough." 

"No, not you! Not you!" 

"Please, stay safe inside." 

"I just don’t believe violence is ever the answer—it is a question. The real answer is far more terrifying." 

"We can get along." 

"I’m coming in there." 

"There must be something beyond this something." 

"I will try not to be long." 

"I don’t know where I am." 

"I told you I would be back." 

"I let that woeful beast live." 

"We have each other." 

"As with life, and as with all things, it will pass." 

"Am I in Hell?”

“I am certain that there must be more to us than just us." 

"Let’s not dwell on our corpse strewn past; let’s celebrate our corpse strewn future." 

"I probably won’t miss you." 

"Well, let’s just find out together, shall we?" 

"And it’s just no good anymore. We can’t carry on like this." 

"Nothing is real, I don’t think. Whatever; who cares?" 

"When I die, I want to have earned it." 

"The present tense of regret is indecision." 

"The future tense of fear is either comedy or tragedy." 

"I can disappear if I want to." 

"And what if the void is not as void as we thought?" 

"Time is weird; so is space. I hope ours match again someday." 

"We should all be so lucky to set our own futures." 

"I fear for what we know." 

"I fear for what we don’t know." 

"We have nothing to fear and never did." 

"It is likely I will learn nothing from this." 

"After everything that happened, I just wanted to see you." 

"It is too late for us." 

"But maybe you shouldn’t sleep in your home anymore. Just in case." 

"Your sadness will know no bounds." 

"Nothing will be the same." 

"Nothing has ever been the same." 

"When something is this weird, one shouldn’t assume to understand anything specific about it at all." 

"Ignorance may not actually be bliss, but it certainly is less work." 

"No one has ever known anything—not really." 

"I don’t know much about anything at all, honestly." 

"Everything is some level of probably, nothing is a promise." 

"You don’t know, and so it might very well." 

"Nothing ever really happens to me." 

"Thanks, that means lot. Not to me, but your words hold a lot of meaning intrinsically." 

"So it’s best just to stay away." 

"It cannot give you what you need." 

"Oh, you don’t even want to know." 

"But it wasn’t what I thought it would be." 

"I’ll be back as soon as I can." 

"You have no idea how often it is just you and me." 

"There always seems to be something upsetting you." 

"It’s not that there’s nothing coming to get you; there’s everything coming to get you. But relax anyway." 

"Don’t worry. All is as it was meant to be." 

"It was meant to be lonely and terrifying and unfair and fleeting, don’t worry." 

"This is because I am also slightly malicious. Sorry about that." 

"Thinking about it now, nothing seems good, let alone perfect." 

"And those imperfections in our reality are the seams and the cracks into which our outsized love can seep and pool." 

"And sometimes we’re annoyed. And disappointed. And that, too, is a part of how love works." 

"I just thought it was time for us to make a home together.”

[babies-are-perfect]

[clydexchampion]

T Swizzle McDizzle Meme: ❝Heartbreak is the national anthem.❞

bonniebow || taylor swift prompts

❝ That’s real pretty, sugar. You workin’ on a new poem or somethin’?❞

[bonniebow]

“No, just notin’ a common theme of romance.”

[clydexchampion]

WHATS UP MOTHERFUCKERS THE MUN IS DRUNK

[clydexchampion]

no im not shut up christianna

[bonniebow]

she was

[thedaughterofair]

Into the woods without delay but careful not to lose the bae

[onewordshy]

[theworld-isupsidedown]

TOO SOON

[0rdinarymagic]

CAST ME!

Cast me in something. Anything.

Like a…

- Broadway show

- Movie

- Television show

- Book

I’m really interested in hearing what roles everyone could see me playing…past, present, and future. Leave your casting choices in my ask box

[darkredheaven]

if you’re sad because your parents didn’t get you into dance at a young age even though you really love dance and now you feel too old to be any good clap your hands

[margesimpsonannoyedgrunt]

It’s never too late! If Rory O'Malley could take a tap class with 8 year olds right before getting the part that got him a Tony nomination, you can do it too!

[bonniebow]

“Yeah. He did, two years or somethin’ ‘fore all this.”

Embarrassment was an understatement. Bonnie rolled her feet forward and back, wishing for a reason to get up off the couch, create distance between her fake bf and herself. Maybe Annie could take a study break, get off her ass at the library and come sit her ass down between Clyde and Bonnie. Or maybe she’d be the perfect excuse for Bonnie to have a more appropriate re-do of what she had just done.

She leaned forward to grab her beer and her phone, peripheral vision on Clyde (whose eyes were still on the screen).

SENT: Annie; Come back to the apt & watch some Princess Diaries 2 w/us plzzzzzzzz

SENT: Bonnie; ew couples. sure, im bored. 10 mins.

[clydexchampion]

“Oh - uh” Damn it Clyde, think of something to say. Anything at all. “So how come the old lady’s only just showin’ up tellin’ the kid ‘bout all of it?”

Clyde claiming to be an entirely observant creature would be Clyde outright lying. But just because he wasn’t the very best at noticing things didn’t mean that he didn’t see Bonnie text someone. And she was bored. Had to be, she rarely texted anyone while on a ‘date night’ with him, and when she did it was usually very important. (He had to stop for a moment to think about who she could be talking to. Godzilla maybe. Or a poetry friend. Or maybe Roy. Not that he’d care if she was talking to Roy. Okay, maybe a little, but only for her safety not for any other reasons. Honestly, he kept telling her to get back out there anyway so what did he care if she was texting a guy.) So she must be dead bored with him. Or it had been a test and he wasn’t supposed to kiss her back. Or maybe he was overthinking all of it. That seemed less likely.

[bonniebow]

Bonnie couldn’t stop wiggling her ankle as Princess Mia tried to learn table manners at a state dinner. Seriously, Queen Clarice, why would you test her at a state dinner? (Also green food with ‘g’s all over it seems a little excessive, Genovia.) Annie couldn’t get back to the apartment fast enough. The tension lingering in the air would be as thick as the cheese cubes Clyde had brought over, if one was to cut them with a knife.

“She needs an heir to the throne, that’s Mia, and I doubt Queen Clarice was gonna tell a thirteen year old she was a princess back when her father died.”

Bonnie rather liked kissing Clyde. They didn’t have to kiss as much as they did in public, but she suspected that was because they always just happened to find themselves in positions to. Or Bonnie happened to put them in positions to, and took advantage of the situation. Just like she had now.      N O. They were just friends, nothing more, right? Clyde didn’t like her, or want to kiss her more than as fake boyfriend to his fake girlfriend right? Right.

[bonniebow]

Bonnie smiled when he kissed her back. Clyde was such a loving boyfriend, she was glad she got so spend some alone time with him. Boyfriend. Alone time. Fake boyfriend.Fake boyfriend and alone time. She pushed away from him suddenly, looking wide eyed into his eyes with fear and embarrassment rolled into one expression.

“I am so sorry. Oh god. I am so sorry.”

Hastily, Bonnie swung her legs off his, crossing her ankles demurely and twiddling her thumbs in her lap. She tried to act as if she was focused on the movie. She knew she hadn’t been. He knew she hadn’t been. The Princess Diaries didn’t know she hadn’t been. It deserved her attention.

“I’m so sorry.”

[clydexchampion]

It took Clyde a few moments after Bonnie pulled away to realize that kissing her back had been wrong, really wrong. They weren’t dating, they were just friends. The two of them had been very clear about that. Just friends and fake dating to protect her from her psycho ex. But friends didn’t kiss each other like that, not when one of them was in love with someone else. Because he was in love with Grace. Right? That had to be right. Head over heels for his ex, not his fake girlfriend. It was wrong to kiss her back. Even if his immediate response to her moving away was to want to pull her back. 

“No, it’s - “ He paused to clear his throat in an attempt to find something to say that wasn’t painfully awkward. “So uh - her Pa was a prince who died or somethin’ like that, right?”

[bonniebow]

“Yeah. He did, two years or somethin’ ‘fore all this.”

Embarrassment was an understatement. Bonnie rolled her feet forward and back, wishing for a reason to get up off the couch, create distance between her fake bf and herself. Maybe Annie could take a study break, get off her ass at the library and come sit her ass down between Clyde and Bonnie. Or maybe she’d be the perfect excuse for Bonnie to have a more appropriate re-do of what she had just done.

She leaned forward to grab her beer and her phone, peripheral vision on Clyde (whose eyes were still on the screen).

SENT: Annie; Come back to the apt & watch some Princess Diaries 2 w/us plzzzzzzzz

SENT: Bonnie; ew couples. sure, im bored. 10 mins.

[lookwhathappenedtomack]

Sometimes I remember that we had a Broadway-themed TV show and a disappointing love interest named Jimmy and no one had Katharine McPhee or Andy Mientus sing Jimmy or Forget About The Boy