skyler’s knee bumps up and down as he sits there. he can never sit still it seems. that much was obvious when he was on stage. if he wasn’t walking around the audience, he was dancing around his band mates. he nods his head, not even fazed by bea’s words. “i’ve gotten some messages like that before. i usually respond with like a blushy emoji,” he hums, a soft smile on his face. “maybe you were agreeing?”
— - trained eyes have been conditioned to not let skyler’s fidgeting take their mind away from the task ( rather conversation ) at hand. years and years of not being able to focus on much else that his legs bouncing, his fingers tapping and tugging at the layers he wore, they knew BETTER now. they’d be able to bet that they were better than most others, mostly for the bragging rights. ❛ you know what ? fuck it ! i hope i agreed. ❜ a snort came from their lips, watching the blonde closely before tossing their hand forward, dropping their phone of the iron table between them. ❛ i’m just fuckin’ with you. the fear of hurting them with said drumstick scares me. ‘sides, what happened to just... the normal ones ? like step on me, choke me out. don’t bring my babies into it. ❜
matt damn near chokes on his tea when bea starts up , brow instantly pinching . “ a drumstick ? i don’t think that would— ” he cuts himself off . he’s not going to finish that sentence . setting his cup down on the table , matt leans back in his seat , hands lifting to card through his hair . “ i think that you should stop going through your mentions on twitter . ” he lilts , rare half - smile tugging on one corner of his lips . “ i feel like you definitely just opened the floodgates for more mentions like that . you’re really giving buzzfeed content for a ‘ reading thirsty tweets ’ episode some day . ”
— - soft brown hues shimmered gently as their attention turned back to someone they would casually call their brother, feeling close enough to him that they were basically family at this point. made sense in their head, of course. ❛ lucky for me — US ! ❜ pearly whites peeked out from behind overly glossed lips. a manicured hand coming to grab at a carved jaw, bea’s fingers squeezing the boy’s soft cheeks together. ❛ that’s what we should be AIMING for, sweet thing ! ❜ their hand practically glued to the boy’s face, they paused, gasping softly. cue the dramatics ! ❛ ‘ sucker punch reads thirst tweets... ’ sounds a video waiting to happen to me. ❜
cameron had her nose in a play she’d picked up at the bookstore on her way to lunch. she hummed, tilting her head upwards when she heard bea speaking to her. “well, you could have scared the shit out of them cause they probably didn’t think you’d see their tweet.” cameron chuckled, shaking her head. she’d gone through her mentions enough to know that people would freak if she randomly liked or tweeted them back.
— - crossing her arms over her chest, bea began staring down the woman in front of her. it didn’t take long, maybe a moment or two, to melt comfortably into the reassuring familiarity that the other’s feature’s held. a small grin fixed itself on bea’s soft lips, leaning in a bit closer to speak with voices low. a conversation JUST for the two of them. ❛ nah, no way... ❜ she tossed her hand toward the other, brushing off the fact that she could scare ANYONE. ❛ unless... maybe, i did. they never replied back ; honestly, it’s a little sad. ❜ a faux frown now replaced the smile, creating a pout of sorts. ❛ NOW what am i supposed to do ? ❜
bea parker. ↬ open.
probably somewhere cliche ( coffee shop,
park, bus stop ). noon to early afternoon.
❛ — - you know, ❜ bea began, much faster than ANYONE could’ve anticipated. ❛ i recently went through my mentions and someone told me they wanted me to shove my drumstick up their... well, you know. and, honestly, i didn’t know how to respond so i replied with a puppy dog eye emoji and a peace sign. what impression do you think that gives off ? ❜ the question came off so casually even if the content of what it was deserved to be labeled under not safe for work.
⤿ –––– lol hi, it’s me again. your least favorite planet named mun. i also play west, so, you know. there’s that. if you don’t me, hi i’m neptune ! uh, i always say i’m going to keep these short and i literally never do. so, i’m going to say this is going to be soooooo long. and i’ll jinx it so it’s nice and short. also, i’m so sorry for the amount of typos you’re about to run into.
( zendaya , demigirl , she/they, 22 ) no way ! i swear i saw beatrice “bea” parker walking down danforth avenue ! i just saw a post about them on 6secrets ! i think it said something like "wannabe rock star, bea parker, seen showing off her dance moves on bar tops in local toronto club”. isn’t that wild ? i guess that makes sense since they’re apparently irascible and obstreperous. fans will claim that they’re altruistic and passionate. i mean , it’s not like i know them personally — they’re a famous drummer. whenever i think of them, i think of chipped drumsticks painted with nail polish, outfits that never match, and being able to out drink her best friends. i wish i would have asked for an autograph !
— quick stats :
full name : beatrice mae parker
nicknames : bea ( preferred ), bugaboo ( by her dad )
age : twenty - two ( 22 )
gender & pronouns : demigirl / she & they
birthday : april second ( 04 / 02 / 1998 )
zodiac : aries
romantic / sexual orientation : queer
place of birth / hometown : strartford, ontario, ca
occupation : drummer / backing vocals for the band sucker punch
i’ve been thinking about bea for the last like few days and i truly do love her. she’s so sweet, really. she’s a lil crazy, but... you know. she’s not super fleshed out but i’m doing the best. i can’t wait to write her a little more and really figure her out. but, for now the bullet points will have to do.
so ! little miss beatrice parker to two teenage parents, forcing them to drop out during their senior year. her father was quarterback of the football team and her mom was a captain of the cheer team. very cliche, but it happened. and they weren’t really ready for a kid, but they decided to keep her
when she was only three, her mother ditched her dad and she never really got to know her or really remembers much about her. but her dad did a damn good job with her... kind of.
i don’t mean kind of in the way that he didn’t do his job well, she kind of lost control somewhere along the way and they will both blame it on how bea’s mom up and left them
she grew up with her dad and turned into the wild Person she is to this day
she identifies as being a demi girl meaning some days she feels entirely feminine and others she just feels somewhere in between. she’ll take either she or they pronouns, sometimes i’ll use she or they while writing them. but she’ll respond with either of those so feel free to use which ever.
since she’s was little she’s always been One Of The Guys and surrounded herself with guys and men because growing up with her dad she’s always felt much more comfortable around them
on the other hand, women make her anxious and uncomfortable ....
the jokes on her tho bc she’s VERY queer. the best label would be bi / pan but she just identifies as queer rather than anything else. it fits her best
SO when she was in high school, she gravitated toward Da Boys. aka, matt, skyler and malik and they formed the band sucker punch, her ending up as their drummer.
she wasn’t....... the best, but she’s a quick learner and soon became is VERY VERY good drummer.
sucker punch is kind of her whole life and she trusts those kids with her entire life, she will quite literally kill for them. if you mess with any of them she’ll fight u. they’re like the brothers she never had
so, she’s kind of WiLd cHiLd, one of her traits is “ obstreperous” which literally mean : noisy or difficult to control and as her headline states.... she will get up on bar tops and dance on them and unless you pull her off or she hurts herself, she’s not stopping
she’s really outgoing and friendly and nice . but she does have a bit of a temper that she doesn’t feel she needs to control. in honestly, she got it from her mom and its her least favorite trait
she will literally try and outdrink u for the luls. i swear she likes proving that she can run with the guys and she will fight you in anyway she can
she always carries her drumstick with her bc she’s literally the guy from camp rock that started drumming in dance class and joe jonas as like ‘gEt tHE bEaT FroM ThE stiCks tO yoUr FeeT’
u m.... idk rly what else to say . she’s a total work in progress, if i missed something that you want to know please feel free to ask me i will answer any question u want.
until i get a wc page in order, feel free to message me of discord for plots bc i want all of them !
