Despite All The Blows, You Are Still S T A N D I N G.

It’s an instinct. A feeling. The Force brought us together  

{ abigail cowen, cis woman, she/her } have you heard that ( beverly marsh ) from ( IT ) appeared in town?  i know, i can’t believe it either.  she is ( twenty-three ) years old and is a ( fashion designer/apprentice ).  I’ve heard that she has a tendency to be ( guarded & enigmatic ) and ( resilient & benevolent ), and they have ( some ) of their old memories.

hello !! i’m nikki & stoked to be here. i actually need to attempt™ sleep soon since i’m heading out of town early in the AM — but my other two intros will be up in the evening when i get back !! but alas, if you wanna plot with this gal make that heart blush & i’ll try to come to you either on discord or here. or !! feel free to msg me anytime & i’ll be forever grateful <3.

BASICS

name: beverly marsh nicknames: bev, bevvy, beaverly, molly ringwald age  /  birthday: 23  /  february 13th astrological sign: aquarius hometown: derry, maine height: 5′4″ occupation: fashion designer  /  apprentice gender  /  pronouns: cis woman  /  she/her orientation: bisexual

THE PAST  /  WHAT SHE KNOWS

due to the nature of her upbringing & of the novel/mini-series/movies, i’m just going to link her wiki here, but please proceed with caution ( tw: child abuse — all kinds, bullying, sexual assault, murder, death, clowns, suicide )

IVYWOOD

After winning the first fight with Pennywise, instead of moving to Portand, Beverly & her aunt moved to Ivywood. While sad to leave her friends, with everything that happened in Derry it was a massive relief to get away. Much like the novel/movies, as the years passed on she remembered less & less of the horror stories she once knew. Beverly remembers all of the loser’s club, how great of friends they were — more so faces than names & how she felt about them. But It ?? Her memories aren’t quite as clear, though the more she runs into the Losers here, the clearer her memories of It during the first battle are ( tw: nightmares/night terrors, clown mention, death ). 

The reunion of the Losers 27 years later, the 2nd battle with It, and all that would’ve changed with that has been forgotten. Each night she wakes up in a sweat, voice sore from screaming at the visions of a clown, the death of two friends, both in horrific ways. She imagines herself older, caught in a marriage to a man just like her father, of a woman who lost her resilience & accepted her fate, as bleak as it was. Bev’s grateful every time she wakes that those are just dreams. However, little does she know they’re visions of what was once part of her future. When the nightmares are particularly bad she grabs a postcard she’s kept with her all this time, the poem written on in always a comfort. 

It took many years to feel comfortable in her skin, to let ginger locks grow past her shoulders once again. While still dealing with her childhood, mainly by avoiding it, she’s better. Always adventurous there’s almost nothing that she wouldn’t try on a dare. Beverly may be a bit guarded at first, but once the walls are chipped down she’s a friend for life. She’d do anything for her friends — especially when it comes to the Loser’s Club. Her love of fashion & tailoring her own clothes only grew & she’s started to make a career out of it. Bev studied fashion design in college & is currently with a major fashion designer until she’s ready to start her own line.

WANTED CONNECTIONS

since she’s been here for ~10 years i’m here for any & all the things — ride or die, friends, bad influence, party friends, a good influence, exes, you name it, i want it 👀

{ scott eastwood, cis man, he/him } i’m sure you’ve seen ( ethan jackson ) around ivywood.  he is ( thirty-four ) years old and is a ( hiking guide ).  i’ve heard a rumor that he is a huge fan of ( nature documentaries, comedies, & 80s films ) and have a tendency to be ( compassionate & observant ) and ( apprehensive & malleable )

BASICS

name: ethan jackson nicknames: tba age: 34 astrological sign: i’m still debating on which one he is but i’ll add that here when i do bless hometown: london, england height: 5′ 11″ occupation: hiking guide gender  /  pronouns: cis man  /   he/him orientation: bisexual

INFO

{ tw: abandonment, suicide, trauma, general family issues }

ethan, the fifth out of ten, literally && metaphorically knew what it was like to be in the middle, to be quite average. growing up he tended to just get by. he was one to do what he was told && wouldn’t make too much of a fuss ; anytime a group of children are around it’s always a bit loud, even when there were just five of them, let alone ten. ethan wanted to bring even the smallest bit of peace that he could. ethan was always more of one to speak up when asked, though whenever outside or when watching a comedy or movie with animals in it oddly enough one couldn’t ever get him to shut up. 

as expected when surrounded by music he grew up loving it, a fan of 70s && 80s rock. ethan also had a soft spot for the piano. when taking one-on-one lessons he was fine, but at his first piano recital he got up on stage && froze, massive stage fright. ethan ran off without playing a single note. despite how long ago it was he still holds shame for it ( a disappointment, not knowing what he was good at, if anything ) && truthfully it made him thankful to be in the shadows, only made him thrive in it a bit more. even now despite how close the siblings are he hardly ever plays && if so it’s only when a few are around.

while perhaps not fully unexpected it still hurt when their mother left. ethan tried to remain rather stoic about it, though there was always a part of him that held onto a bit of hope that things would work out in the end. he preferred to see the good in people, even when it may be difficult to find. on the bad nights he’d pitch up a tent && hope for comfort. after that though he tried to cut off his thoughts, his feelings from it all ; didn’t want to overthink it. he behaved similarly after their father committed suicide. but this time even the thin fabric felt suffocating. thankfully counting stars was easier than counting sheep, made it feel like the world was bigger than all their issues — or so he told himself. as usual, after the funeral he tried to not think about it for very long at any given time.

the family moved to the states to focus on their american label. it was then that he found his love for thru-hiking. when his legs ached after a 24 mile or more day it was near impossible to ponder over much else. after graduating high school he skipped college && focused on the long list of trails he wished to see. in between long hikes he worked random jobs, mostly construction. while the jackson’s were well off he felt guilty using their parents’ money, whether that’s simply because he’s stubborn or angry he’d rather not delve into figuring out.

ethan managed to see a lot of the world on his feet, though no matter what his family always brought him back home from one couch to another. april was coming up, && despite how much easier it’d be to stay out on the trails he decided to come back home to be with the family, especially during a difficult anniversary. thus he decided to take a bit of a break && give himself more roots in ivywood, settling into a quaint townhouse of his own near his siblings. though, more often than not you’ll find him somewhere in nature.

wxlksxflxfx​  /  bill denbrough * !!

Bill nodded his head, starting to realize that maybe Bev didn’t have all of her memories. “Beverly,” He started, making sure he was careful with how he asked his question. “How much do you remember? About everything.” He wanted to know if she remembered the second fight with Pennywise, or if maybe she was like Mike and had forgotten some parts. “We could definitely take that plan sure! I can promise you Richie would be completely up for it. Sure he would have a blast.” 

🎈❤️🔥

                    it was EMBARASSING, forgetting about one’s childhood && friends. but with bill && the losers she didn’t question honesty like she did with others. “well —i didn’t really remember you or the others till i saw you. i’ve always had dreams of It but always thought they were just nightmares. some still are but it’s nice to understand them a bit despite knowing It might come back.” even now as she tried to sort the timeline out it was confusing, like there were blockages in her own mind. “why ?? did that happen to you too ?? ” a light chuckle, this time a bit more joyous at the idea. “oh for sure. maybe we shouldn’t let him pick out everyone’s fake pasts though. we’ll all have storylines that could be in any soap opera or worse, guaranteed.”

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. 

🐺☀️

                    “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​  /  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.  ”

・。・゜★

                    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.”

                    “— you ... you remember me ??” he may not have been the lando finn had known, but there was no question it was him. thank force. for one of the first times that evening finn felt a bit more RELAXED. “there is, but don’t worry ; they have nothing on your style or capes.” finn mused, a short laugh breaking from him. having someone to talk to, a friend, finn felt like maybe there was hope in figuring this all out. “perhaps a bit ago i would’ve agreed. but i’m not sure we know what we’re up against yet. have you heard about the border ?? apparently there’s no way in or out. but there’s gotta be a flaw.” there always was. 

𝗙𝗜𝗡𝗡

“ seems the gang’s getting back together. ”  lando’s smile was warm, genuine as he laid eyes on the younger man. he couldn’t explain how they were all ending up here, but he would never complain about seeing yet another old friend.  “ it’s good to see you again, finn. and thankfully under much calmer circumstances this time. ”  taking a sip of his drink, he glanced around the ballroom before returning his attention to finn.  “ certainly is a pageantry on display tonight, isn’t it? ”

A BEVERLY MARSH PLAYLIST  ・。・

below the cut are lyrics of importance from each song, plus a few extras ❄️🔥

001. BAD REPUTATION - JOAN JETT

“a girl can do what she wants to do and that's what I'm gonna do. and i don't give a damn 'bout my bad reputation.”

002. LIABILITY - LORDE

“so they pull back, make other plans. i understand, i'm a liability. get you wild, make you leave. i'm a little much for everyone.”

“the truth is I am a toy that people enjoy ‘til all of the tricks don't work anymore, and then they are bored of me.”

003. YOU’VE GOT IT (THE RIGHT STUFF) - NKOTB

“you're the reason why I sing this song. all that I needed was you.”

004. LOOKING TOO CLOSELY - FINK

“the devil's right there, right there in the details and you don't wanna hurt yourself, hurt yourself. looking too closely.”

“put your arms around somebody else. don't punish yourself, punish yourself. truth is like blood underneath your fingernails and you don't wanna hurt yourself, hurt yourself.”

“so don't kid yourself, kid yourself. it's you right there, right there in the mirror.”

005. LOSER - BECK

“ soy un perdedor. i’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me ??”

006. FORTRESS - BEAR’S DEN

“nothing could ever make me more frightened than the thought of hurting you.”

“this is how it's meant to be. this is where we're supposed to be. i don't think anyone could ever love anyone the way I love you.”

007. FATHER DAUGHTER DANCE - KESHA

“it was always drama. i’m sorry i’m always so anxious and numb. just sorry i’m fucked up. i really just don’t know how to love, how to trust. i try, but when i talk about him i should probably cry but he’s nothing, he’s no one, a stranger.”

“oh, i wish my heart wasn’t broken from the start. i never stood a fighting chance. in all my days from my cradle to my grave, i’ll never have a father daughter dance.”

008. BEVERLY - IT (2017) SOUNDTRACK

(  vibes™.  )

009. UNBREAKABLE - FIREFLIGHT

“where are the people that accuse me? the ones who beat me down and bruise me? they hide just out of sight, can't face me in the light. they'll return but I'll be stronger.”

“god, I want to dream again. take me where I've never been. i want to go there, this time I'm not scared. now I am unbreakable, it's unmistakable. no one can touch me. nothing can stop me.”

010. THERE IS A LIGHT THAT NEVER GOES OUT - THE SMITHS

“take me out tonight where there's music and there's people and they're young and alive. driving in your car, i never, never want to go home because I haven't got one ... oh, please don't drop me home because it's not my home, it's their home and I'm welcome no more.”

011. LOVELY - BILLIE EILISH FT. KHALID

“oh, i hope some day i'll make it out of here, even if it takes all night or a hundred years. need a place to hide, but I can't find one near. wanna feel alive. outside i can't fight my fear.”

“isn't it lovely, all alone? heart made of glass my mind of stone. tear me to pieces, skin to bone. hello, welcome home.”

012. HANG ON IN THERE - QUEEN

“don't let go, don't lose your mystique. wait a little longer; tomorrow brings another feast. don't let go, don't lose your reputation. thank God you're still alive, ha. you're still in one piece.”

013. CHERRY BOMB - THE RUNAWAYS

“can't stay at home, can't stay at school. old folks say, ‘you poor little fool.’ down the streets i'm the girl next door ; i'm the fox you've been waiting for.”

wxlksxflxfx​  /  jo march * !!

Listening to the girl, Jo nodded her head and smiled. “That honestly sounds like it would be such a nice idea. Then you have easy access and a a great way to display everything.” She agreed, already able to see the idea she pictured in her head. “Um, I was just kind of looking for something that was made of a good wood. I’m really not one to do the whole color scheme thing. That would most like be more of something my sisters Beth or Amy would focus on.” She commented, letting her shoulders shrug. “I just need something that, when I spend days at, isn’t going to be completely useless.” Jo explained as she went back to looking at the furniture in front of her. “Um, sure! I’m more than happy to work together on this. Maybe it’ll be a lot faster and I won’t have to make all the decisions on my own.” She laughed. 

・・・・・・

                    “something about having another person back you up in a decision makes it so much easier,” bev affirmed, holding out her hand for the other to shake. “i’m beverly marsh.” at the mention of two other sisters, she couldn’t help the curiosity. an only child, && a relief it was simply based off how things were, she still wondered what it’d be like to have siblings. “sounds like you guys at least BALANCE each other out well.” bev warmly quipped, listening carefully to what the other was looking for. “actually, the one i got wasn’t anything super fancy, but i’ve liked it.” the redhead took a few steps down the aisle before pointing out the desk she bought a few weeks back. “i’m not sure what you’re using it for, but i have a computer && printer on it && still have room for a few of my sketchpads.” bev still preferred pen && paper to the art program she had. “but if you’re gonna be sitting a while, i recommend a good chair above anything else.”