Despite The  L O N G  Line, Finn Was Rather Preoccupied With Studying

                    beverly may not have lived under her father’s thumb for quite some time, but the process of learning about herself && getting comfortable with that was ongoing. formal dresses, galas, they weren’t quite her thing yet. bev’s smile in reply was INSTANT. “eh, i feel —” the words pretty silly quickly dropped off at the SINCERITY of his expression. “— thanks.” cheeks rosy as sapphire gaze then took him in fully. “is that a clip-on??” beverly teased before tugging playfully at his tie. real.  “well, now i can officially say the same to you.” she reached to straighten his tie && pocket square despite how perfectly placed they already were. “you trying to impress somebody ??”

@heartsofember  requested  a  starter!

               Ben  shouldn’t  feel  awkward  around  Bev,  especially  not  after  everything  they’d  been  through  together,  but  her  not  remembering  their  relationship  made  him  feel  like  that  twelve  year  old  boy  that  was  head  over  heels  in  love  with  her  back  in  Derry.  Still,  there  was  no  one  else  that  he  would  have  rather  spent  this  event  with,  so  he  made  his  way  over  to  her.  “  Hey,  Beverly.  ”  He  smiled,  taking  a  moment  to  look  down  at  her  outfit  and  hoping  that  the  look  on  his  face  wasn’t  too  obvious.  “  You,  uh…  You  look  really  nice.  ”

edgcofgreat​  /  han solo * !!

               Han’s  brow  furrowed  together.  Clearly  this  kid  knew  more  about  him  than  Han  thought,  but  he  couldn’t  remember  ever  meeting  him.  Sure,  a  lot  of  faces  came  and  went  in  his  line  of  work,  but  still,  the  other  man’s  words  caught  him  off  guard.  “  Solo  is  what?  ”  He  asked,  brow  furrowing  together  as  his  hand  fell  back  to  his  side  and  both  of  them  immediately  went  into  his  pockets.  “  Sorry  kid,  not  ringing  any  bells.  Mind  filling  me  in?  Maybe  it’ll  help.  ”

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                    solo is what ?? heart practically sank— mouth DRY as finn attempted to reign it back. he certainly didn’t want to be the one that told him. not as someone the other didn’t even remember, let alone at what was supposed to be a celebratory occasion. finn forced a chuckle, waving it off. “i don’t know what i was getting at ; i think i drank more than i realized.” he jested, despite not even having a drop yet. “we ran into each other on a mission once. things got bad, as usual, && you helped me out. i’ll always be GRATEFUL, just so you know.”

beverly 📲 ben👷🏻

ben: bev marsh !!

ben: uh, i think so? maybe?

ben: if i do they're tucked away somewhere. why?

beverly: past meets present has all the goods apparently

beverly: this poster is different tho so you have to have it

beverly: i'll get a CD or two as well just in case

beverly: you have to act surprised when i give them to you tho

beverly 📲 ben👷🏻

ben: i... never thought about it like that

ben: we might as well dress up like we did back then too, make it a theme

ben: not that i'd wanna wear any of my old clothes haha

beverly: see that's why you gotta keep me around

beverly: so much denim was worn 😬 but i'm in lol

beverly: it's either replicas of our old clothes or we find those awful neon windbreakers to wear

beverly: so choose wisely, hanscom 😎

                    luna had never been one to overly care about appearances. it’s not that they’d let themselves go, if anything it was the opposite. whatever spoke to her that day is what she’d wear — && luckily sometimes it matched. the questioning STARES was something she was rather used to at this point — as well as the inevitable comments from some. her usual reaction to such, a small grin, quickly formed. “but yellow is such a WARM color. it’s bright — a person can’t not be happy when looking at yellow. that’s just science.” luna rebutted, shrugging their shoulders. “but i will agree with you on periwinkle && seafoam green. those are lovely colors too. they go quite nicely together too — always reminds me of the water or something. — actually i saw a floral shirt at finder’s keepers the other day with those very colors.”

Regina didn’t remember much of anything. To her knowledge, she has always been in Ivywood. Maybe that’s why she felt so assertive as she would have been back at home. Still, she was still the same Regina. Manipulative, brutally honest, beautiful. It was a shame that she wouldn’t have much character development even without her memories. Anyways, Regina was on the prowl for new photoshoot spots. If she wanted to continue her growth on Instagram, and other social media apps, she needed to up her game. On the search for one, however, she spotted someone who, in her opinion, was in a fashion emergency. Even though in high school she wouldn’t say it to their face, she was more than ready to give unsolicited advice. “That color does not look good on you. May I suggest a periwinkle or… maybe even a seafoam green?” Pink was her color, however, but she limited it to Wednesdays. 

She laughed at the stars, frightened but free, her terror as sharp as pain and as sweet as a ripe October apple, and when a light came on in an upstairs bedroom of the house this stone wall belonged to, she grabbed the handle of her suitcase and fled off into the night, still laughing. — IT by Stephen King

beverly 📲 ben👷🏻

beverly: ben hanscom !!

beverly: i have a very important question for you.

beverly: do you still have that NKOTB poster? or any of their records/cds?

wxlksxflxfx​  /  amelia andrews * !!

Amelia laughed and nodded her head. “I’m happy to do it honestly. It gives me something to focus on.” She replied, shrugging her shoulders a bit as she spoke. Having this party to focus on took her thoughts away from her dad and everything else in her life. Hearing his words, she smiled a bit and gave another nod of her head. “I promise I’ll take at least ten minutes at a time. I think my boyfriend and friends are lingering around here somewhere, so I’ll get them to make sure I chill out.” She assured him. “I’m Amelia, by the way. It’s nice to meet you.” She introduced, holding her hand out to him. 

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                    “well good — cause if everyone’s not having a good time, it’s a failed party.” he quipped. truthfully most didn’t not have something go wrong ; whether it was with the planning or the guests. even more casual ones than this could turn quickly, or so he assumed. “but thank you. i’ll rest easy the rest of the night.” a short laugh and he extended his hand to hers as well. “i’m mike. nice to officially meet you. i’m surprised to run into a new face, i feel like i’ve been here forever. then again, this place is way more crowded each year.” even now looking at the crowd one would have to push their way through. he liked it though, kept things interesting.

edgcofgreat​  /  draco malfoy * !!

                Draco  had  to  admit  that,  although  he  was  trying  to  give  himself  a  fresh  start,  he  really  didn’t  believe  that  anyone  besides  Hermione  would  give  him  the  chance.  Of  all  people,  though,  he  supposed  Luna  would  be  most  likely  to,  and  clearly  that  was  the  case.  ‘  That’s  how  I’ve  chosen  to  see  it.  ”  He  spoke,  hand  absent-mindedly  going  to  the  spot  where  his  dark  mark  once  was.  His  tattoo  was  covered  by  his  tuxedo  sleeve,  but  still.  “  I  can  think  of  about  a  hundred  places  that  would  be  worse  than  this,  surprisingly  enough.  ”

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                    well, make that another thing the two apparently agreed on. they wouldn’t have believed they ever would a few years ago. but people evolved, luna would be one of the first to agree with that too. how dull, being the same person throughout one’s entire life. “well, college is certainly better than high school ever was.” luna may still be an  o u t s i d e r  to most, a friend a RARITY, but it was more common to see people being their true selves && not be questioned for it. “&& the states have way better food, even if we never went hungry back home either.” luna mused, attempting to lighten the air.

                    there wasn’t a lot of people left in johanna’s life — in fact there were more people now than there were just a few years ago. the quarter quell, the rebellion ... most things johanna would never chose to relive. but, somewhere in all that a few people managed to stick, not that she’d ever admit that to them. but she was getting desperate to figure out what was going on, to know she wasn’t completely alone or losing it more than she already had. the bakery, she should’ve known he’d be here. “— one of whatever’s freshest. && of course, anything you got on why the hell we’re here.” johanna managed a small smirk, warm for her ; she always was rather straight to the point.

@heartsofember​ ~ Starter for ANYONE

Peeta worked easily in the bakery, finding peace among the recipes and the decorating. He was good at it and enjoyed every minute of it. He got up early in the morning and went to work, spent most of his time in the back baking and decorating everything in his path. Most o the time he didn’t interact too much with customers, but today happened to be one of the days where everyone was pitching in where they could. Peeta was spending a lot of time up front and in the back, trying to keep up with everything. On his trip back to the front, he saw a customer waiting and took the chance to help. “Welcome.” He spoke in a soft voice. “Is there something I can help you with?”