[ooc: this pertains to no verse whatsoever, and certainly doesn't pertain to canon. it's just sort of a random oneshot that came into my head while i was trying to sleep last night.]Someone who might be able to see her as who she is ( Read more... )

It’s easy for her to disconnect herself. It’s easy to fold laundry and polish the banister, and not even notice what goes on outside of the house. She hears Jonathan come in the back door. She knows there’s something wrong when she calls out to him and he doesn’t respond. She finds him upstairs in their bedroom, standing at her dresser with their ( Read more... )

Perry spends most of Saturday morning in the office. Just a few hours, tying up some loose ends. When he returns home shortly before noon, he finds his fiancée sitting at the kitchen table pouring over a large collection of textbooks, the windows open, the radio on. The Stones are playing. He smiles - that’s something they have in common. Their ( Read more... )

“I already told you, we aren’t going to do this again ( Read more... )

Immediate family is immediately backstage following the premiere performance of The Tempest at the Metropolis Playhouse. A nearly sobbing Martha Kent leads an overemotional group of parents, husbands, wives, children, and siblings back to the long hall of dressing rooms behind the stage. Martha stops short when she reaches her destination, the ( Read more... )

Can you cook? Is that really a question?
What was your dream growing up? To be a lawyer.
What talent do you wish you had? I wish I could sing, but unfortunately I can hardly carry a tune.
Favorite place? Home.
Favorite vegetable? Asparagus.
What was the last book you read? All Too Human by George Stephanopoulos.
What zodiac sign are you ? Aries.
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Lately when she dreams, she can feel him. They're lying in bed, her back is turned to him, and she can feel his fingers travel down her bare arm until his hand grasps hers. Eyes still closed, she smiles. The smile grows wider when she feels his lips touch her shoulder, and just as she turns her head to kiss him, she wakes up. Gasping for air, ( Read more... )

After two weeks in Paris and a week at the farm, Martha has hardly spent any time at all at her apartment in the city. Determined to rectify this, she spends the majority of Thursday inside. When Perry comes home at the end of the day, he finds her in the living room, watching C-SPAN, an activity she has always claimed relaxes her but in reality ( Read more... )

Perry’s been stewing since Martha told him about her conversation with Lionel. He acknowledged her honesty, and appreciates it but he sees the words in his head, involuntarily. What he may have said to her, what she may have said to him. He’s still stewing about it at dinner, despite her many efforts at total reassurance ( Read more... )

Is your muse the jealous kind?
Not inherently, no. She's surrounded by jealous men, so she's just about had it up to here with jealousy. The only thing she experiences that's close to jealousy is curiosity; she often thinks about how different her life might have been, not that she'd ever actually change it.

What kinds of things make them jealous ( Read more... )