While Luna Couldn’t Exactly Remember The Particulars, The Sight Of One

beverly 📲 ben👷🏻

ben: oh my god you're kidding

ben: i've gotta find somewhere to hang it up, i'm sure my clients will love that during video calls

ben: i promise, i'll act as surprised as i can

beverly: oh for sure. it'd scream professionalism.

beverly: but i understand if you still wanna hang it behind your door🤣

beverly: you also have to promise you'll listen to them with me.

edgcofgreat​  /  ben hanscom * !!

               Ben  couldn’t  help  the  blush  that  crept  onto  his  cheeks.  Jesus,  he  was  a  grown  man,  why  was  he  acting  like  this?  Because  it’s  Bev,  that’s  why.  “  If  it  makes  you  feel  any  better,  I’m  sure  you’re  a  more  tolerable  drunk  than  I  am.  ”  He  got  giggly  when  he  drank,  and  even  though  he  knew  that  Bev  had  seen  him  like  that  before,  something  about  her  seeing  him  like  that  still  made  him  nervous.  “  Well,  something  tells  me  that  this  isn’t  exactly  the  occasion  to  order  a  beer.  ”  He  chuckled  softly,  looking  toward  the  bar  and  shaking  his  head.  He'd  been  in  enough  formal  occasions  to  know  that.  “  Which  is  exactly  why  I’ve  learned  to  appreciate  a  good  whiskey.  ”

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                    "oh, i don’t know about that ben hanscom ; i can’t see you ever being even remotely intolerable.” how bev behaved while intoxicated depended much on the drink of choice && what happened that night, ranging from the silent overly-emotional type to the happy, affectionate type. ever unpredictable as always. the thought came to her without many other clues, but it felt right. she’d get a clue as to why later that evening. “— you could probably be drunk && still design the prettiest of buildings. architect, right ??” bev mused, only to soon chuckle along with him. “damn, just what i was about to order.” she jested, ordering her usual vodka && mixer — this time cranberry juice. “well, cheers. to you being fancy && us being tolerable drunks.”

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

bev tag dump.

dcvinely​  /  marley rose * !!

Marley was somehow good at making decisions, especially if it wasn’t about herself. She could indulge into someone else’s life without ever having to think about her own. So, when the other had said that they did need the help, Marley let out a content sigh, soon a smile spread over her features. If she had learned anything while being in Ivywood, it was that it wasn’t as different as Lima, Ohio. Well, other than random people waking up here. Other than that, she found similarities between the two small towns. “Well, I’m definitely glad to help!” And with that, she went around to a few different clothing racks, picking and grabbing different clothing items for the other to try. When she finished, she returned with a smile. “I think these would look good on you, too.”

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                    the one shirt was all the help finn expected. while used to the community back on the resistance base, he doubted many other places could even come close to replicating it. how could they ?? after seeing && going through what they all did together, those bonds were forged. he couldn’t expect much from such a place he knew little about, but the kindness of others was a surprise, but welcomed. eyes widened with each additional item she picked, smile genial as he chuckled. eagerly, he took her suggestions without question. he may not have ever picked them for himself, but he found he liked them regardless. “see, i never would’ve picked any of this out. back where i’m from we just kinda wore what was durable.” a shrug, his smile only widened. “i’m finn. i can’t say i can help you with fashion, but i owe you one.” 

wxlksxflxfx​  /  jo march * !!

“It’s kind of like having another person with you in real life tells those voices fighting with you in your head to hush up.” She commented, gesturing to her head as she spoke. “Jo March.” Jo introduced confidently, as if it was a name that was going to mean something one day, which she was determined to make true. Hearing her comment, the writer couldn’t help but laugh and shrug her shoulders. “Well, there are four March girls total and we’re each different in our own way. So, you could say we balance each other out, but for the most part I think we just try each other insane.” She replied. Moving with the girl, Jo eyed the desk she was pointing out and let out a small sigh. “Well, I’m a writer you see. Currently just doing little short stories and things for the local paper, but I’m planning to write the next great novel. Something people have never seen before!” Her words came out fast and she was proud of what she planned to do. “I agree on the chair thing though. The chairs at work are terrible and I refuse to have my chair at home be the same way.” 

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                    instinctively eyes widened at the thought — four girls. while of course not all were vindictive, but a group of any always made her a bit apprehensive. greta && her squad left a longer, deeper impact on bev than she would ever like to admit. “well that just means you’re doing your jobs, right ?? some of my friends are more like brothers ; if you don’t annoy them every once in a while there’s no sense of accomplishment.” beverly jested, a light titter chimed as gaze warmed. beverly listened intently, talk of DREAMS, seeing others light up with all they wanted to do, bev loved to see it. meant even after all the shit in the world there was still HOPE. “i’ll make sure i keep my eyes peeled at any bookstore for ya. any genres you like in particular ??” nose scrunched, nodding along in agreement. “a bad chair will make you feel old with all the inevitable back pains. too young for that shit. but your work should definitely try to do better. forty hours a week is already torture enough at any place.”

                    at the collision, johanna scowled, words of spite about to part lips when her dark gaze saw her, the mockingjay herself. despite the two not always seeing eye to eye, johanna assumed the other wouldn’t go as far as to pretend to not know whom she was. not after everything. apparently the rumors regarding memories in this place were TRUE. if only she could’ve been so lucky. a forced smile tugged at the corners of her lips, though unable to meet her eyes ( they hadn’t been for quite some time ). “you appear so agile — suppose clumsiness truly is in one’s DNA.” she reached around the other for a few hordorves. johanna would never admit it, but it was almost comforting to talk to someone so familiar, even if they didn’t know, even if it was katniss. “but i can’t blame you for wanting to run away with a full plate. it is all quite good && readily available. i wonder how they’re paying for it all though.” 

@heartsofember​ ☆ event starter

Katniss was surprised she had it in her to leave George’s side at all. It wasn’t that she was dependent on him so much as it was she didn’t really enjoy parties. Something seemed chillingly familiar about it but she couldn’t pin anything down. One of the few things she did like about parties was the food. It was the only thing provided by this party that she didn’t actively avoid. Perhaps she should have tried to avoid it a little because she was becoming certain that she was starting to annoy some of the other guests getting something to eat as well. When she turned to leave, she almost collided with another person. Her breath held for a couple of seconds, Katniss quickly took stock of the situation before letting out a sigh of relief. “That was a close one. I promise, if I spill food on anyone tonight, it’ll be myself.”

     Beverly Marsh

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

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.

{ hunter schafer, trans person, she/they } have you heard that ( luna lovegood ) from ( harry potter ) appeared in town?  i know, i can’t believe it either.  she is ( twenty-one ) years old and is a ( college student ).  I’ve heard that she has a tendency to be ( optimistic & eccentric ) and ( distant & blunt ), and they have ( some ) of their old memories.

BASICS

name: luna lovegood nicknames: loony lovegood😢 age  /  birthday: 21  /  february 13th astrological sign: aquarius hogwarts house: ravenclaw height: 5′9″ occupation: college student, studying biology to later focus on animal science gender  / pronouns: trans person  /  she/they orientation: pansexual

THE PAST

( tw: death, bullying, abduction, war ) soo me being tired & there being a whole lot of movies & books, here’s their wiki !! 

IVYWOOD

luna age-wise is taken a few years after the battle of hogwarts. she however has no memory of ever getting married to rolf scamander nor of their children lorcan & lysander. in fact, hogwarts in her mind wasn’t even a school for witchcraft and wizardry but simply a boarding school that she attended ( we love some ?? angst bless ). luna remembers her friends, but nothing yet of the magic or troubles they all faced having fought with voldemort & his supporters. she has nightmares from time to time, & strange ( more so than usual for luna at least, bless their heart ) things tend to happen during heightened emotions which hint at her magic abilities, but she has yet to remember any of that part of her life.

luna’s not one to pretend to be anyone but themselves, even if most don’t quite understand. luna’s intelligent, a non-conformist, & someone who’s quite perceptive, noticing many things that others may not. she’s always in her own little world, & if she finds the topic of conversation boring luna’s been known to drift off into own thoughts. her father is one of the most important people, & if anyone has anything negative to say her usual quirky demeanor is quickly replaced with anger ( this in turn, also applies to those they deem close ). despite the harsh judgements of others, luna’s noncritical of others. luna may have a hard time making friends but those she has, she’d do anything for. <3

WANTED CONNECTIONS

friends !!, classmates, maybe a roommate ??, confidant, study partners, someone they can ramble to, etc etc !! & as always, make that heart blush for me to come to you !!