Having Not Grown Up With Any TRADITIONS, Finn Found Them All A Bit Odd,

johanna tag dump.

What a shame, we all became…

                                  Such fragile, broken things…

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.” 

                    beverly’s practiced, silent footsteps inside && outside her childhood home took years to master. but, they did her well even now as she snuck back into the venue after a smoke break. she’d been trying to quit, but the DREAMS — they were just getting worse with each face she recognized ( though, she’d take it, if it meant seeing them all again ). she was moving towards the drinks when she spotted him, smile warm as she propped herself up next to him. “i saw a YELLOW WARBLER the other day.” she mused as if they had just spoken yesterday, not ten years or more ago. “i remembered them from your book. so keep an eye out stanny, i think they’re slowly coming back since it’s getting a little warmer.”   @spcllbovnd​  /  stanley uris.

{ wolfgang novogratz, cis man, he/him } have you heard that ( mike munroe ) from ( until dawn ) appeared in town?  i know, i can’t believe it either.  he is ( twenty-two ) years old and is a ( law student ).  I’ve heard that he has a tendency to be ( driven & persuasive ) and ( vain & immature ), and they have ( none ) of their old memories.

BASICS

name: michael munroe nicknames: mike, mikey age  / birthday: 22 /  may 25th astrological sign: gemini-taurus cusp hometown: alberta, canada ( though ivywood in his memory ) height: 6′3″ occupation: law student gender  /  pronouns: cis man  /  he/him orientation: heterosexual

THE PAST

depending on how the game is played, there’s different events ; there’s a lot to cover so alas here’s his wiki. but !! since it has been almost six years since this game came out ( & i’m still not over it bye ), here’s a smol rundown of this asshole <3. when/if he ever does get his memories back, he’ll remember himself as the SOLE SURVIVOR outcome just cause we love pain :) :) :).

( tw: bullying, death, cannibalism mention, creatures/wendigo )

a year before the incident, mike & his friends were staying at the washington’s vacation lodge — hannah was known for having a crush on mike, despite the fact that he was dating emily at the time. they prank hannah by having mike confess his attraction to her while the other friends hide & film it ( with the exception of josh, sam, & beth ). things get a little 👀 when the others reveal themselves, ofc embarrassing hannah. they pull the it’s just a prank speech, but hannah runs outside, soon followed by her twin beth — they disappeared & were never seen again ... in human form at least :)

a year later they all come back to the lodge for a reunion, only now mike is dating jessica, emily’s former best friend. shit gets real™, & eventually the group finds out that josh was pranking them all for killing hannah & beth ... but also because of the cursed land & of a mining accident that happened in 1952 ( one that required the miners to resort to cannibalism to live ), hannah turned into a wendigo in her efforts to survive and is attacking them ... bless.

they then can all live or die one way or another ( with the exception of josh, who turns into a wendigo himself rip ), they’ve been through a lot, bless ‘em. hopefully that made the tiniest bit of sense ?? <3. thanks for coming to my ted talk.

IVYWOOD

his personality is pretty much the same, with the exception of the lovely character development we get throughout the game, unfortunately. so long story short, mike is trash — but with a hidden heart of gold that can make him at the very least recyclable from time to time. he’s ambitious, persuasive ( * sometimes manipulative ), & is definitely a serial dater partly due to his fear of commitment. he fears isolation, yet pushes people away so you know ... make that make sense. in his fake memories, he’s lived here all his life & quite enjoys it since he’s conventionally popular.

smol headcanon: ( tw: injury, amputation ) in the game there’s a moment where curiosity can get the better of mike, causing his left pinky & ring finger to get caught in a bear trap, he can either then make several attempts to open the trap or amputate his fingers, my mike does the later. in his current memory he believes he severely injured them in a sporting accident, but alas <3.

WANTED CONNECTIONS

a fake family !!, exes — more than likely on bad terms, current fling, fwb, brotp, ride or die, squad, someone he tutors, rivals, frenemies, etc <3.

PHOTOSHOOT MEME scott eastwood

beverly 📲 ben👷🏻

beverly: ben hanscom !!

beverly: i have a very important question for you.

beverly: do you still have that NKOTB poster? or any of their records/cds?

theneotheater​  /  tinkerbell * !!

Bev had brought Tink along for this exact reason, and fae was happy to help. In fae’s opinion, instructions were for sellouts as well; fae nodded in agreement at the sentiment. As the two of them looked on at what they’d narrowed their selection down to - two coffee tables, both modest in price and very nice, either of which would look great as the centerpiece to the redhead’s little apartment living room - blue eyes studied the first that was pointed at. Fae smiled with the other as she grinned that knowing, warm smile of her’s, giving back a little shrug of Hey, if it works ! The blonde wouldn’t be the first to throw stones, considering fae’s hobby of hitting things with a hammer until they worked. Both of them seemed relatively easy to piece together, as long as she had the right tools to do so with. So, Tink went with the one that appealed most to fae aesthetically. With a point to the one on the left, there was the answer - I really like that one. Then fae looked to the other, smiling their own clever, knowing smile. As long as we do it together, we’ll be the dream team ! Both of their personalities meshed so well, their determination and passion and warmth, it was sort of perfect how they’d ended up friends. What do you say ? Ultimately, though, it was the other’s choice - they’d have to live with it in their home for the next little while.

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                    besides with the losers, it’d always been rather DIFFICULT letting people in ; the cruel words she heard from many over the years a constant echo. but with tink she didn’t worry. it was surprisingly  e a s y  . && while she greatly loved her childhood friends, considering most of them had all their memories she felt a bit misplaced. she could simply be herself, who she was right now. bev studied fae’s reactions carefully, making her final glance between the two options before nodding. “you’re so right. the light wood will BRIGHTEN the room quite nicely.” it took bev a while to actually believe it, but she could do whatever she put her mind to. seeing tink’s clever smirk only confirmed that notion this time around. with a confident tilt of her chin, she grabbed the box containing all the parts of what would hopefully turn out to be a coffee table, carefully placing it into the cart — as much as it would fit at least. “let’s do it. i think i still have the box of tools we used last time, but do you think we’ll need anything else ??” with tinkerbell around beverly quickly learned not everything could be fixed with duck tape or glue, && she’d forever be grateful for that && for the great company. “you need anything while we’re here ?? && by the way you’re staying for dinner. whether we get delivery or i whip us up something, it’s happening. it’s the least i can do for all your help.”

                    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. 

- Isabel Allende