#pandorasmuse

[dontletitbreakyourhearts]

also did you know that my friends are just the best friends a person could ever ask for and I don’t know what I did to deserve you all because you’re fabulous and amazing and wonderful and GOOD PEOPLE AND I LOVE YOU

[enby-anxiety]

Lame Carol Prompt: the night after the final scene in the film. What happens. Go!

((Thank you ahhhhhh))

All throughout dinner, Therese had been buzzing. Carol had introduced her and gotten her a spot across the table. The people around them were chatting about things she didn’t understand, but the looks she and Carol stole in between conversations were so intimate that Therese could have imagined they were the only ones there. 

As the party began to die down, she could feel herself growing more nervous. She had done her part. She had shown up. How Carol felt was still a mystery. The table cleared out but Carol stayed put for a second longer and watched her from across a field of empty glasses and plates. It wasn’t often that her cool exterior broke long enough for Therese to see what she was thinking. The trepidation was clear in her blue eyes. For the second time of the night, she could tell that Carol was at a complete loss.

“Did you want-”

“We should-”

They spoke simultaneously and broke off. Carol glanced down and for the first time, Therese knew she would have to take the lead. She bit her lip and considered what she should say. In the end, the answer was simple.

“Bring me home.” Carol opened her mouth and then closed it without speaking. She seemed to regain herself quickly, smiling the same secretive way she always had and sliding out of the booth. They walked outside in silence, both hyper-aware of the space between them. Therese wanted nothing more than to be touched by Carol, even in the most innocent way, just to receive some sort of confirmation that this was real. But they stayed painfully separate. She assumed they would keep up the appearance for the cab driver, but she was surprised when in the dark of the back seat she felt Carol reach for her hand and squeeze it. Neither of them spoke, and she watched Carol stare out the window, her silhouette appearing and disappearing as they passed shops and streetlamps.

Therese waited outside, looking up at the building, as Carol paid the driver. She then passed Therese and went to the door, fishing for her keys as she walked.

“It’s nothing spectacular,” she said. “Not yet at least. I’m waiting for the right sofa for the parlor and the wallpaper is atrocious.” She unlocked the door and turned back to Therese. “…But it could do, I think.” The hope in her eyes was too much. Therese knew the street was empty and took her chance. She stepped forward and pressed her lips to Carol’s, her hands automatically finding Carol’s face and pushing back through her hair. She expected to be pushed away or scolded or to be reminded that this was wrong- that what they were had to remain behind closed doors. But perhaps because it was late or because Carol could no longer care for propriety right now, she kissed back with just as much urgency. A flood of relief washed through Therese and it was a long time before she registered the taste of salt. 

When she pulled back, she realized that Carol was sobbing.

“Carol?”

“I thought it would be easier for both of us,” she said softly, her fingers brushing a strand of hair behind Therese’s ear. “It was harder than before. I didn’t know.”

Therese drew Carol closer, holding her tightly.

“I’m here now. I’m not going anywhere. I won’t let you get rid of me again.”

Carol laughed and kissed the side of her head. They stood there for as long as they dared before Carol grabbed her hand and pulled her inside.

—-

Therese woke up in the middle of the night and felt her heart drop. It had been a dream. It must have been. She felt the familiar cold of her lonely apartment and it was all she could do not to scream. Her groggy brain had already thrown her into a panic by the time she turned over and bumped into something solid and warm.

Carol was sleeping soundly beside her in nothing but a tangled sheet. Her hair and her skin looked silver in the moonlight, like a ghost, but Therese knew she was real. Her mind couldn’t have created such glory even if it tried. She softly traced her fingers along Carol’s shoulder- just to be sure. 

Carol’s brow furrowed and she twitched in her sleep. Her hand reached out and brushed across Therese’s cheek before pressing insistently on her back. Therese shifted closer and wrapped her arms around her sleeping lover, and Carol finally relaxed.

“I love you, too.” Therese whispered. Safe in Carol’s embrace, she drifted off again. She was glad to be home.

[desmondsprettyface]

pandorasmuse

 My snowflake window cling melted. Though I do kind...

The question is why you still had snowflake ones up! You need some lovely flowers and sunshines!

Yes, I think they may have melted in protest. I really must get back to Poundland and see if they’ve any summery ones.

[dontletitbreakyourhearts]

dear everyone: once weather decides to be not awful, at some point I want to come see you all and we should a) tea, b) beer, or c) tea and beer because I haven't seen anyone in 1700000000000 years and that is a problem okay good

[desmondsprettyface]

I was tagged by dontletitbreakyourhearts. Then imma tag some people to do it next!

Name: Mary Nickname: Mango Birthday: July 19th Gender: female Sexuality: straight plus Tilda Swinton Height: 5’6” Time zone: Mountain for the next 4 days, then GMT What time and date is it there? 12:26 am August 28th Average hours of sleep: on a good night, 6-8. Lately, 4-5 OTP’s: Isn’t it entirely counter to the concept of an OTP to have more than one? Okay, it may just be that I watched it again today, but Jack and Sally though. First word to come to mind: anchovy Last thing said to my family: I thanked my dad for helping me solve a smoke detector malfunction mystery. Also texted my mom about zucchini. Does that count as “said to”? One place that makes me happy and why: Movie theaters because I enjoy quiet, shared anonymity, especially for the sake of experiencing art. How many blankets do I sleep under: as many as possible Favorite beverage: at the moment, chocolate malt. In general, tea.

[desmondsprettyface]

Me: *tries to remain calm about Lee Pace*

Lee Pace: *sings*

Me: DON'T YOU FUCKING SMIRK AT ME!!

[dontletitbreakyourhearts]

All of them because.

that is so many questions

so

many

questions

[elizabthbcnks]

1. What’s your favourite monologue from a movie? "No. No, you can't. ...STOP! Please don't go away. Please? No one's ever stuck with me for so long before. And if you leave...if you leave... I just, I remember things better with you! I do, look! P. Sherman, forty-two...forty-two... I remember it, I do. It's there, I know it is, because when I look at you, I can feel it. And...and I look at you, and I...and I'm home! Please...I don't want that to go away. I don't want to forget." 2. What are your 5 favourite beverages (order doesn’t matter)? Coca Cola, Starbucks Caramel Cream Frappucino, warm water with lemon, iced tea. 3. Your favourite musical? (Or play, but only if you haven’t seen any musicals) Why? I'm not sure I have an absolute favorite, but I love Wicked, Cats and Blood Brothers, purely because of the relationships in Wicked - even after what would seem a deceit, they still stuck by each other. 4. What word do you wish you had invented? Reverberate. 5. What feeling would you say is part of your life more prominently? (Happiness, sadness, nostalgia, anger, etc.) Longing and determination.  6. Describe your favourite movie ending and explain why it’s your favourite. (Please tag spoilers in your post.) Okay, it's not my all-time favorite movie, but Silver Lining's Playbook's ending is pretty awesome. I mean, after all the wayward, fucking crazy-ass shit the two pulled, they saw the light in one another, and made it work.  7. Think of something you would never try. Now, explain why you wouldn’t. I'm not entirely sure, there's a lot of things I would try, but right now I can't think of anything I wouldn't. 8. Let’s play Cards Against Humanity. (If you don’t know the game, go here : http://cardsagainsthumanity.com/) For each of the ‘Black Cards’ that follow, come up with a fake ‘White Card’ for the blank spaces. It has to be a word/short sentence. It can be the funniest, dirtiest, or silliest thing you can think of.  1st ‘Black Card’: The class field trip was completely ruined by a tiny horse.

2nd: Rumor has it that Vladimir Putin’s favourite delicacy is chunks of dead prostitute. . 3rd: But before I kill you, Mr. Bond, I must show you my reverse cowgirl. 9. Skating, snowboarding, or surfing? (You have to choose one.) (Ice)-skating. 10. Between a sociology, psychology, or sexology class, which one would you pick and why?  Psychology, before I went into teaching, I was looking into completing a psych degree. 11. What’s your favourite creative outlet and why? (Could be painting, writing, singing, photography, anything that’s creative, really.) I basically do them all; dance, sing, write, PhotoShop...I like to sing most though because it helps me get out more of my emotions.

Anissa's Questions:

1. Have you ever found a professor/instructor/teacher so attractive, you stutter around them? There was this one teacher with whom I was working with...he didn't make me stutter but, he was pretty damn fine.

2. What do you watch on YouTube? Basically cat videos, Diane Keaton, random covers of songs...

3. Which is worse - being pessimistic or a cynical? Hm, do either get out of their negative loops?

4. Favorite historical person and why? I guess (does mythology count?) Hera, Queen of the Gods. She had to put up with so much shit from her husband, and his countless mistresses and kids, and she was pretty bad-ass herself!

5. Are you a museum person? If so, what's your favorite one? The motherfucking Smithsonian.

6. Mac or PC? Mac.

7. Leather or cloth furniture? Leather.

8. "I wish, I wish, upon a star, to fly with dragons in a land apart." Where is that from? Bitch, I have no idea.

9. Favorite candle scent? Vanilla.

10. Wood or metal? Uhm...wood.

11. If you could have an all expense trip to anywhere, what would you do? Plan your trip. Probably a massive road trip around the States and Europe. Then head out to some paradise place, The Caribbean, maybe a backpacking thing in Thailand and Cambodia. I don't know.

My Questions: 

You open your music player (Pandora, Spotify, iTunes, etc) what's the song you hope plays out first?

Who would be your top three people to lunch/dine with, dead or alive?

How would you describe your personality? Choose a color, animal and a song.

Who was your first childhood crush?

Which cartoon/Disney character did you most relate to ten years ago, and who now? Has it changed?

What would your top three names for your children be (give 3 for each gender)?

Coca Cola or Pepsi?

Which Disney Princess did not have songs in her movie?

What flavor chips do you like most?

Choose your favorite season. Why? 

List all of the separate countries you've been to (layovers don't count).