While She Loved Seeing Most Of Her Childhood Friends Again, Beverly Sensed

beepxbeep​  /  richie tozier * !!

Richie smiled up at his friend and reached up to grab the cigarette, taking a drag from his mouth before reaching back up and putting it back in hers. This was reminiscent of all the nights they’d had growing up, the ones where they couldn’t help but be together for. The days where they skipped school and smoked in the janitor’s closets, the early mornings where they would get together after a bad night and smoke until the sun came up. As much as he hated Derry, it had given him 6 wonderful things and Bev was absolutely one of them. And truth be told, he needed this here in Ivywood. Her words brought him back and he rolled his eyes. “Oh come on, Beaverly….this is serious.” Which it was. He didn’t get serious a lot, only really with three of the losers, but when he did it was usually important. “I was just thinking about it and I mean…you know we both have fucking shitty pasts and we’re here and we’re stuck and do you…I mean our parents can’t get to us here right?” he asked, curiously. “I mean we all love my dad, good ole Wentworth Tozier can come any day but I mean my mom…and your dad.” Richie could handle his mom showing up if it happened but Bev’s father was a whole different story. 

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                    “maybe i’d take you seriously if you weren’t a literal dickhead.”  beaverly — unacceptable from anyone else. it was almost as if greta && henry had all made sure her reputation stuck with her no matter where she went. but, with richie it made her laugh, though with one shared look she knew... this was important. the usual flush that always hid behind cheeks quickly faded, face white at what richie suggested. her memories might be rather fucked, but one strong memory of hers was never wanting to see her father again. whatever that meant for her. it was bad enough he visited her in slumber. && richie’s mother ?? her presence bev imagined would be nothing but a setback. despite how  d r y  her mouth had become, she took a long, long, desperate drag from the cigarette, she was gonna need it. bev wanted to be optimistic, to say of course they wouldn’t show up but what was stopping them ?? “the idea makes you wish that border stopped people from coming in instead of leaving, doesn’t it ?? but realistically they could. the bowers gang too. all of them. derry might’ve been small but this place almost feels smaller.” beverly fixated her gaze on her hands, the soft texture of his hair as fingers continued to brush through it. “but look at all you’ve done without her, all you’ve accomplished no thanks to her. even if she can get here physically she can’t get here.” digit lightly tapped against his temple. “not anymore. && even if she tried she’d have to get through me first.” determination strengthening the tone of her voice once again, nothing but sincere.

                    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?  ”

- Isabel Allende

What a shame, we all became…

                                  Such fragile, broken things…

wxlksxflxfx​  /  bill denbrough * !!

Bill would’ve loved something that kept him from thinking about everything that was going, but probably not as much as he would’ve like to just go home. When he heard Bev’s voice, he turned and laughed at her words. “Well, I don’t think there was much farther you could fall from there.” He teased, laughing once more. “Um, yeah, it’s kind of a nice. But honestly I think my mind is more on what’s going on with this town. Although, you do have a point about the Losers not being invited to something like this. Seems like they’ve let their guest list fall into the gutters a bit.” 

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                    hearing bill laugh only made her usual smile wider. they all had it a bit rough, especially back in derry. beverly liked, yearned, to lighten that burden for those she cared for even if it was only for a moment. “what do you mean ??” while affable expression remained, it was now mixed with a bit of confusion. from what she could remember her aunt chose to move them here. right ?? “it’s not so bad. though admittedly, living here the rest of my life sounds AWFUL.” beverly chuckled at his words, nodding her head in amusement. “oh, i’m sure it was a mistake on their part. i half expect we’ll be kicked out in no time. but hey, we just gotta make a scene && it’ll increase our street cred.”

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​  /  bill denbrough * !!

Listening to her, he wasn’t surprised by the respond that she was having. it was similar to the response that they all were having when they first went back to Derry. None of them remembered anything, and when they did, they all freaked out. Hearing her statement, he shook his head. “I’m sorry Bev, I wish it was. But it isn’t. This is what’s really happening.” If Bill knew of a way to get them all back to their homes, their lives, he would, but he had yet to figure anything out. “A couple of them died. Stan and Eddie. Well, Stan never made it back to Derry, and Eddie didn’t make it out of the fight.” He explained, keeping his voice low. “So far I only know of Mike not having them, but I haven’t talk to the others yet.” 

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                    bill’s words only made her finish off the drink that much sooner. dead. in the bathtub — a thought she couldn’t place but was repeating over && over again. she could hardly imagine it. the group always felt like it was supposed to be seven. five would be incomplete. while she couldn’t remember it, already it felt like parts of her were missing. “— so what you’re saying is whatever is happening here is at least sort of like what happened at home, even the second time ??” focusing on missing memories would only cause stress at the given moment, bev instead tried to focus on something she maybe could somewhat handle. “if that’s the case then we gotta get out.” though hearing of the closed border wouldn’t help the cause. “you reckon whatever thing is blocking the ways out goes underneath the street level ?? that it’d—” she paused, hating to even say it. “— block passageways in the sewers too ??” 

despite all the blows, you are still s t a n d i n g.

                    social gatherings weren’t exactly johanna’s thing, but she’d be anywhere that had a good drink. velvet bourbon was one of her favorites because they didn’t stiff on the alcohol like most places did. a few drinks && she was almost happily buzzed, enough at least to not be a total asshole. though, admittedly, she almost laughed at the sight of entertainment. “yeah, people around here are dicks. they never change, not matter where you are.” johanna mused, dark gaze wandering over the stain. “that’s not gonna come out. they like their drinks fruity && dark it seems. an asshole who also has bad taste.”

               Alec  spent  just  a  little  too  much  time  at  Velvet  Bourbon,  but  he  was  a  social  guy  and  liked  to  people-watch.  At  least,  this  Alec  did.  Normally,  Alec  Lightwood  would  be  off  working,  or  spending  time  with  his  family,  not  slicking  his  hair  back  in  a  small  mirror  in  the  corner  of  the  dining  room.  After  he  determined  that  every  hair  was  perfectly  in  place,  he  turned  and  was  immediately  met  with  a  spilled  drink  on  his  shirt.  “  Hey,  this  is  brand  new!  ”  He  called  out  to  the  person  who  had  now  completely  walked  away,  as  if  nothing  happened.  “  Asshole.  ”  He  muttered,  reaching  for  a  napkin  to  blot  at  the  stain.

                    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?”