A BEVERLY MARSH PLAYLIST  ・。・

                    missing people beverly didn’t know she should be missing was quite an ODD feeling, but fuck was it  s t r o n g  the moment she saw any of the losers’ faces. the best of friends she’d ever had. yet, all forgotten in the haze of childhood. “oh my god, mike !!” eyes crinkled along a joyous smile as she met him where he stood, arms wrapping around him in a warm embrace. MEMORIES — a deep voice, the day these bonds were forged, a bloodied rock, a different voice, one mentioning that he heard the name mike, though that one of the three immediately forgotten again. “look at you, all grown up.” she teased, squeezing once more before pulling away to get another look. “how the hell have you been ??”

@heartsofember​ requested a starter | mike and bev

mike was in a weirdly good place, mentally right now. most of his other friends had turned up and although he knew his memories weren’t quite right, at least he had the information he needed to keep going. and this gala was nice. seeing so many people with their loved ones, happy with each other, it put the nightmares he had of pennywise to the back of his mind. here, he could do what richie had asked of him - think about something that wasn’t it or the strange events that brought them to this town. what he could do, however, was be thrilled to see beverly. “you’re here too,” he exclaimed, stepping forward. “bev?”

                    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. 

                    despite the unfamiliarity with the music, beverly had never been one to shy away from dancing. whether it be for a middle school talent show or even an event such as this it always served as a proper DISTRACTION. it’s difficult to overthink when the beat of the music is pounding against ears, one’s heart. beverly stopped however when she spotted bill. her usual smirk warming her features as she shuffled over. “i must say, you’ve all come a long way from the whitey tighties,” bev jested, nudging his shoulder lightly with her own. “you enjoying the party so far ?? well i guess i should say, ball. it is rather fancy. who’d of thought us LOSERS would ever be invited to one, huh ??” @wxlksxflxfx​​  /  bill denbrough.

                    this whole evening seemed like a horrendous idea. always such a waste, whether that be food, recourses, or time. it practically mirrored a party at the esteemed president’s mansion. ivywood already made her uneasy, && this only made it worse. all the more so when someone in particular caught her eye —— someone she’d known for years, had studied prior to her own games && worked alongside for the rest. but it was IMPOSSIBLE. capitol mutts — their eyes resembled past tributes but certainly the capitol couldn’t do more ... she hoped. johanna waited until he was alone to approach, immediately defensive, gaze cold. “what are you ?? — who sent you ??” @spcllbovnd​  /  finnick odair.

                    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?” 

edgcofgreat​  /  ben hanscom * !!

               Bev  grabbing  onto  his  arms  made  Ben’s  eyes  widen  slightly,  but  he  certainly  wasn’t  complaining.  It  could’ve  been  worse.  She  could’ve  lost  all  of  her  memories  like  some  of  the  other  people  in  town,  but  she  hadn’t.  She  was  still  Bev,  even  if  she  didn’t  remember  their  relationship.  He  felt  a  blush  creep  onto  his  cheeks  as  she  mentioned  his  smile,  and  he  couldn’t  help  but  chuckle  softly  at  all  the  NKOTB  references.  She  was  the  only  person  that  could  make  him  smile  like  that,  like  nothing  was  wrong.  “  Hey,  being  stuck  with  you  isn’t  so  bad.  ”  In  fact,  it  was  really  his  best  case  scenario.  “  I’ll  never  let  you  go.  ”

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                    upon the return of ben’s smile, her own widened. “ah, there it is again ; my favorite one.” words were uttered before she could stop them, however it felt right. it was TRUE. while unsure of the whole party to begin with, bev had to admit it was nice, this was nice. a bit of normalcy, something she never had. brow arched in almost a playful challenge. something about the way he looked at her always made her a bit nervous, but in the good way. “— we’ll see if you keep saying that as the night goes on. i may be your valentine girl, but i’m an annoying drunk. if in my sights you’ll be forced to dance eventually.” laughter chimed along to the music as hands released their grasp, nodding towards the drinks. “what’s your poison these days, new kid ??”

                    books of all kinds had always been a comfort. a SANCTUARY with the world being as it was. even nonfiction novels were able to lighten spirits. luna was a frequent customer to the shop, whether they were there for  h o u r s  reading about how saolas live out in the wild or just there to quickly pick something up. lips pursed as they took a moment to answer ( honestly asking themselves that same question ). “yes, actually. what’s your favorite book ?? i think it can tell a lot about a person, don’t you ?? plus i’d love something maybe new.”

                Rue’s  days  were  usually  spent  in  her  little  shop,  tucked  away  in  the  corner  of  town.  She  did  good  business,  but  the  majority  of  her  day  was  spent  behind  the  counter  reading,  or  restocking  the  shelves.  Currently,  she  was  doing  the  former,  until  she  heard  the  little  bell  over  the  door  ring,  signaling  that  someone  had  entered  the  shop.  Putting  a  bookmark  in  her  book,  she  stood.  “  Can  I  help  you  find  anything?  ”

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 1 (2010) dir. David Yates

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.” 

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                    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.”

                    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.