Wxlksxflxfx​  /  Bill Denbrough * !!

                    seeing everyone else joyous at such a celebration, finn felt like he should be as well. but he couldn’t. he was not long ago, when the resistance finally saw VICTORY, but it seemed that would be short-lived. perhaps he was foolish to think it would take time for palpatine, supporters, or even someone or something new to make such an impact. but whatever brought him here, it felt  d a r k  . even at the sight of a younger someone who represented light, HOPE  ; for it couldn’t be her. “general organa ??” the name slipped his tongue regardless, dark gaze immensely confused. @impcrishable​​  /  leia organa.

{ 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 👀

beverly 📲 ben👷🏻

ben: i don't even know if i have it anymore honestly

ben: brown shirt and khaki shorts on the other hand, maybe

ben: you should, it was a good look for you! not that your short hair was bad

beverly: if not i'll make you one, just let me know.

beverly: and of course a walkman. can't forget that.

beverly: thanks, ben. short was what i needed at the time. but now both are good. though i still can't style it for shit lol.

                    after what feng && the others had gone though, she didn’t want to take anything for granted ever again, including public library wifi even if it was never the best. it felt a little more familiar than some of the other places, most like an internet cafe feng supposed. she enjoyed the sense of COMMUNITY places like this brought to a city. no matter how big there was always a few people sharing commonalities. while ivywood certainly wasn’t home it was better than the fog, than waiting around that damn campfire for whatever nightmare would occur in the next trial. FREE WILL — feng almost forgot what it truly felt like. at the other’s call feng jumped — as she did with all unexpected noises, always on edge before attempting to shrug it off. she followed an aisle that led to the other, nodding her head in greeting. “hi. do you work here ??”

anneliese wasn’t sure what brought her here to ivywood, but she was sure her mother was worried sick about her, and so was julian. she just wanted to get home, but the problem was that she didn’t know how. so she made the most of it. she’d gotten a job at a local library, and she was working toward buying herself an apartment to live in until she could get back to her hometown. there were times when she wasn’t even sure she wanted to go back if given the chance, as she’d grown resentful of living in a palace and having the duties and responsibilities of a princess. but… she knew she’d miss her mother too much to just abandon her. she was currently nestled in the local library where she worked, reading a science book about charles darwin. her mother would’ve had a heart attack if she’d caught anneliese reading about evolution, but the princess found it, and science in general, captivating. she was at a specific part, really honed in, when, suddenly, she heard the familiar chime of the bell as someone presumably walked in and soon felt eyes on her. “…hello?” she called out, just in case there was actually someone there.

                    beverly never thought she’d meet someone who could talk as much as richie. perhaps he still beat lila out, but the fact that it was even close ?? she was pleasantly surprised. bev could practically hear what richie’s rant when she told him he had some competition. she didn’t mind it however, never did. if anything she liked listening — it was an easy way to stop her ongoing thoughts && at least this was interesting. italy — the food, the fashion, it was a place only for her dreams, or so it’d seem. “well, sounds like the definition of romance if you ask me. who knows, maybe he’ll find his way here. every good rom-com gets a sequel, right ??” wide smile warmed her features, lips pursed as she tried to recall. “i think we were talking about what we’d use our coins to wish for.” she pondered, rolling the penny in her hands as she looked from the other to the coin filled fountain. “i’m sure this is nothing compared to the trevi fountain. but now i honestly think i might use my wish for pizza.”

“that reminds me of italy last summer. my mom wanted to go back up there to spend some time with my family — which, sidebar, my family owns this cute little pizzeria up there and i swear! they have the best pizza i have ever tasted! — but, anyways, i met this guy. and it felt like.. love at first sight. he was the cutest i have ever seen, it was just so.. different! we spent almost the entire summer together,” lila sighed happily, reminiscing on what could have been a truthful story. lila lied like it was her job, so of course, here she was lying about another story. “he was like… mine for the summer. we went on hikes, ate at all of the restaurants that he wanted to show me. i felt like i was in the lizzie mcguire movie. and when the summer was nearly over, i took him to my family’s little pizzeria and we shared a slice of pizza and watched the sunset fall. it was the most romantic thing i have ever witnessed. sometimes i wish i could go back there, but i have my duties here,” lila shrugged lightly, a bright smile on her lips. she always held herself to make her stories look like they true. how could so many details be made up on the spot? “but enough about me, what were we talking about again?”

                    while she loved seeing most of her childhood friends again, beverly sensed that it wasn’t all quite as HARMONIOUS as one would like it to be. she could see wanting to have a go at normalcy. after all, until they showed up && she in turn remembered derry && the summer of ‘89 that’s what she had in a small sense. perhaps it was because she didn’t remember it all, because she didn’t exactly know what she was fighting for or running from, but she had to know what was going on in this place in hopes of once again remembering everything. she waved to bill as she walked in, grabbing her own cup of coffee before sitting across from him. “how’s it going ??” in life && with figuring out what all was going on. “looks like things haven’t changed much from the party, with the border anyways.”

@heartsofember​ ~ Starter for Beverly

Part of Bill thought that Richie was right, that maybe they should just stay here and take advantage of this second chance. However, the other part of him felt like they had to at least prove this wasn’t Pennywise. His reasoning being that if they could get rid of the threat, it would be easier to relax if they knew they there wasn’t something constantly lingering over them. It seemed some of his friends agreed, or so he thought. Hoped even. Sitting at a table in the coffee shop, his hands moved the cup in front of him around, his mind wandering a bit as he waited for Beverly to arrive. 

                    with the revelation that they were stuck here, more && more of luna’s memories no longer made sense. they were different from some of her peers && from what they were describing their world sounded idyllic && felt right. it explained why strange things happened sometimes ; lights flickering with heighted emotion, unlocking doors with one thought for instance. thoughts paused however when she noticed the other go from seemingly peaceful to distressed. “i promise that book isn’t so awful ... once you get past the first few hundred pages.” they trilled, offering a small yet kind grin. ”you seem upset. i know as a stranger i probably can’t do much, but is there anything i can do to help ??”

@heartsofember​ ~ Starter for Luna 

All Scorpius wanted to do was find his way home. He had a life and friends that he lost coming to this place, like most people. He didn’t even know where to start, or how to do it, but he was hoping that he might actually be able to figure it out. Sitting at a table in the park, his flipped through the book in front of him before realizing he was figuring nothing out, and possibly not even really reading anything. Letting out a breath, his head landed on his arms that were crossed over his book. His head felt like it was swirling and he couldn’t make sense of any of it. 

     Beverly Marsh

“I want to run towards something, not away.”

“ It was Beverly Marsh, her auburn hair a dazzling cloud around her head && upon her shoulders, her eyes a lovely gray-green. ”        ~  IVYWOOD BALL OUTFIT  /  B.M.