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wowowow hELLO.
i know it’s been ?? a baby making amount of time since i’ve been here but ?? for real this time hopefully now that life is somewhat sorting itself out i can be here or make some random separate indies again ?? whomst knows. but i hope you guys are going well fr fr <3.
CHARACTER TROPES Harry Bingham on The Society
me: i’ll be back and super active also me after a few days: exhausted™ && vanishes™
sorry for being mia !! i know i owe some things and stuff but my head hasn’t been in the best mental space ?? i’m finally on a bit of a vacation since it was my bday a few days ago so i’m feeling better ?? still gonna be slow but this time off has been so needed ?? just know i love y’all no matter what bLESs <3.
What a babe
“So, how many bedrooms?”
“Five… plus mine.”
I’m slow af but it’s that time of the year && i’m feeling spooky so !! here’s a STARTER CALL for all my horror muses ( all listed under the read more ) !! Please specify which muse you’d like one from, and whom for if you’re also a multimuse <3. Otherwise I’ll probably just throw you a random one or slide into dms to plot !! Though I still may come at you to plot too buhless <3.
sorry for being so mia !! work has been a drag && of course now I’m sick — so even though I’m taking a sick day tomorrow I feel kinda out of it ?? but i also miss writing && am still super hyped about It 2 so lskdjfds. but !! if anyone wants like ... smol threads or like text threads with any of muses in the mean time I’d be down ?? fingers crossed I wake up feeling better && can have the day to be productive on here instead x).
be TRUE, be BRAVE, S T A N D .
independent & selective multimuse featuring muses from Stephen King’s It & more ! muses floating by nikki <3.
beverly marsh - it chapter two
“What’s wrong with wine?” She asked, almost defensively, as she squinted her eyes to try to focus her gaze in Harry’s silhouette. “I like sweet drinks.” The topic didn’t remain as light as she would’ve wanted, his question soon causing a dark cloud to set over Victoria’s thoughts, too intoxicated to push it away. “I felt alone, I guess. Alcohol doesn’t really make me not feel alone, but at least I feel alone and drunk.” Her sincerity was only possible in her state, and it was obvious that that wasn’t the same answer she would’ve given if she was only a little more sober.
There was a moment of silence, but it wasn’t long enough for Victoria to regret what she said, or for her to notice exactly what part of her life she had shown Harry. Instead, her attention dived on his other words. “I didn’t say that you hated every girl you hadn’t fucked. I said you didn’t respect them. Not enough to accept them as your BOSS, anyway.” Although, thinking about it, WHO did Harry respect? Adults? Sounded unlikely. The only people Victoria saw taking care of the town with Harry’s blessing ( no one gave a shit about his blessing, but it was all theoretical ) was his limited group of friends, if any.
Her mind went abruptly back to the conversation they were having, as if her thoughts were a bird flying away before a rock threw them in nosedive back to reality. Reality, in this case, however, was just as odd as imagination, if not more. Her and Harry? Having a conversation that was longer than a few insults thrown back and forth? IMPRESSIVE. It was hard for Vicky to not roll her eyes at Harry’s mocking reply, even though the hint of a smirk was clear on her lips. “Idiot.” That granted a sense of normality, if only fleeting. It wasn’t something she hadn’t called him before, but this time, she meant it a little less than all the previous occasions.
“Helena?” The scoff that was given sounded almost offended. There was something that rubbed her the wrong way about that girl, despite the fact that she seemed nice enough. Maybe that was what Victoria found unsettling, how nice she acted all the time. Or maybe it was that in her eyes, the church was starting to gain more power in their society just for being the church. It honestly wasn’t because she wasn’t catholic but Victoria was a firm believer that the state and the church shouldn’t be the same thing. She got it, people needed something to believe in during times of crisis, but she wasn’t sure if the word of Helena was that thing people needed to believe in. The relation God = Church = Helena was one too easy to make, and too easy to take advantage of, too. “People had a hard time listening to Cassandra, and you think they’ll listen to that… that stick with arms that believes she’s better than everyone else because she knows ‘The Word of the Lord’? Please. Either you’re bullshitting me, or you are even dumber than I gave you credit for.”
Victoria was alive, if only barely. Her head was spinning, and she didn’t have a clue on how she would go back home. The hopes of being able to do so before curfew vanished completely, but she assumed The Guard was too busy taking care of Cassandra making sure no one finished the job a stranger in a car had started than to control a drunk girl walking through the streets of New Ham.
“Nothing’s wrong with wine ; well at least until you get DRUNK off it.” Smirk widened, though as she spoke Harry found himself having to look away. Stupid question — why did he always ask stupid questions ?? The verdict of GUILTY once again fell upon Harry Bingham. But he understood, at the very least. Hadn’t alcohol been a crutch to him too ?? It was all about finding BALANCE — drunk enough to forget, yet not drunk enough to realize how solemn reality was. Shame for Harry, he always drank well past both stopping points to the inevitable fuck you, fuck the world, fuck everything && everyone phase.
Who knew, Victoria Moore could be an actual human being with real emotions.
Harry couldn’t help but roll his eyes ( even if there was TRUTH to her words that he couldn’t quite see ). “I RESPECT people alright.” Not that he could give out a full list or anything. “I just don’t give it out freely — && if that makes me an asshole, then fuck it, I’m an asshole.” Stating the OBVIOUS, yet he continued. “If people e a r n my respect, then I respect them. Just as I have to earn others.” Though, in his mind, simply having bit of money should be enough to do just that. It was more the fact that he was rather AFRAID. To be alone is easy. Dealing with one’s own shit is taxing enough. Allowing others to see you, like actually see you, is terrifying. What if they fucking leave ?? Or more like,when they fucking leave, how do you patch yourself up ?? YOU CAN’T.
As time ticked && tocked on, he found the conversation getting more difficult to uphold. Why the fuck were they talking about Helena again ?? This whole religion thing was a major buzzkill too, cause no matter what, there’s either NOTHING, or he’s probably going to hell. FUCKED either way. It took lingering moments to pin the pieces, yet he did so eventually, snicker to the lips as he rolled his eyes ( fuck, don’t do that Harry, it only makes one DIZZY ). “Say all the shit you want, but when it happens, I’m not gonna be s u r p r i s e d . People want that kinda bullshit hope when everything seems BLEAK.” Isn’t that why people clung to their IDOLS in the first place ?? If there’s something else, then it makes the NOW somewhat livable.
“Stick with arms ??” More of her words finally registered, a s l o p p y laugh now falling from him, Harry weirdly finding it almost impossible to STOP. A scoff usually, but a belly laugh ?? Near impossible ; until TODAY it seemed. “Jesus Christ, Victoria, you sure are something. Yup, sure are something.” He mused, words dripping into each other to form one solid word. “If I wasn’t mistaken, sounds kinda like JEALOUSY, Victoria. What, you like Luke or some shit ?? You can do better.” At the point, words fall without thought, eyes concentrating on digits tapping alone jean clad thighs — a reminder that he’s real, not simply floating off into space ( && hopefully the space he knows, not some weird dimension space ).
The idea dawned on him too — the one of walking all that distance HOME made him almost s i c k — the world after all was spinning simply with him sitting down. “You think you can carry me home ??” he halfheartedly teased —— smirk dawning his lips once again. He imagined them c r a w l i n g to their respected houses, && it once again made him laugh ; the real kind of laughter too. “Victoria Moore — I think we might have FUCKED UP. Just a little bit.”
euphoria leading ladies + weather (insp.)
devoutconfidence· / HELENA * !!
“I can’t relax, Harry.” Helena says, and she means that in more ways than one. Herself and Luke haven’t talked about the conversation they had before he decide to avoid her for five days, about whether or not they’re still going to be getting married. He hasn’t asked for the ring back, but she knows that’s not a guarantee. Thanks to their new unwanted leadership, everything that made this place work has been turned on its head.
“Because it’s December, and it’s going to start snowing soon enough. And you and Lexie need to make a decision about what’s going to happen. I know how you feel about the housing rule, you’ve made that perfectly clear, but are you really going to make everyone go back to fending for themselves so close to winter?” Harry and Lexie don’t know this, and she’s not going to tell them, but Helena has already told those staying with her, covertly and quietly of course-that if they don’t want to leave her place, they don’t have to. And so far no one has.
At his question, however, she resists the urge to sigh. “That they found fish, and animals, and land, Harry. That we were wrong in thinking that there’s nothing out there. Maybe if we get far enough into the woods, we’ll find other people. Did you think about that?” Or did you only think about yourself, as usual?
“Well clearly you need to — besides, it’s not your fucking JOB to worry.” While it hadn’t exactly been stated out loud, it was pretty obvious who was included in Campbell’s their PLAN. The two of them, begrudgingly Lexie, && the guard — && that plan sure as fuck didn’t include their girlfriends, especially Helena. Yes, yes he knew all that — a Connecticut winter wasn’t ever exactly l i g h t , even with global warming. Not to mention the probablity of more than one storm — maybe snow was worse in New Ham, after all it’s not like you can predict the weather of a place you don’t have coordinates for.
“Well Helena,” fuck he was tired, d r a i n e d — the facade was wearing thin, but not thin enough. “If they didn’t fucking take && hog shit that didn’t ever belong to them in the first place, then maybe there wouldn’t be any fending.” Selfish ?? Yes — but everything in that house was at one point rightfully his. Despite what many might say, the Binghams had worked hard for their success. && sure, Harry was brought up in LUCK because of it, but he had put in b l o o d for its success too — or at least he would have when the time came for it to be his. Now it might never. Unsaid however was his anxiety, his paranoia over his home t u r n i n g over. How now that it was almost unrecognizable his mother, his sister could never come home ; a superposition of IMPOSSIBILITY.
“They’ll still have homes, I’m not a fucking complete asshole.” They just won’t be living with me. “&& you know, they say they found all that shit ; but where’s the proof ??” Harry simply was being STUBBORN now, but skating around the issue was so much simpler than dealing with it in the moment, not to mention way more entertaining. “What, we all just fucking follow a few people’s word by into god knows where ?? That’s just asking for more Emily’s, Helena.”
CHARACTER AESTHETICS.
ARIES: bonfires, competitiveness, hand veins, loud laughs, messy hair, sneaking out at 2am, abandoned beaches, stray dogs, candle lights, body language, creaking floorboards, ouija boards, having no regrets, karaoke nights out.
TAURUS: house plants, oversized sweaters, soft hands, fuzzy socks, visiting big cities, snoozing your alarm clock, the color yellow, vanilla-scented candles, aloe vera, fruit smoothies, baking cookies, the mom friend, loves the ukulele.
GEMINI: femme fatale movies, in love with female villains, sharp eyeliner, quick-witted, does things out of spite, do no harm but take no shit, in love with dogs, probably cries during sad movies but won’t admit it, easily excited, ripped jeans.
CANCER: mermaids, easily infatuated by love, smelling flowers, picnics in open fields, gets sad when thinking about the past, impressed easily, daydreaming in class, plucking fresh fruit, loves fashion, would die for their friends.
LEO: confident in what they do, kill them with kindness, high ponytails, probably wants to visit paris once, not afraid to tell the truth, in love with cute animals, the one to lift others up, good at teamwork, the warm feeling of summer, dragons.
VIRGO: pastel markers, the smell of lavender, has a welcoming vibe around them, actually organized, scrunchies, neat notes, loves going to museums, probably into photography, neutral colors, handwritten letters, stardust.
LIBRA: soft blankets, cuddling the ones you love, always standing up for your friends, hopeless romantic, can be very distant, can be a little dramatic, pretty hair, dresses nicely, tries to be popular on social media, optimistic, humorous.
SCORPIO: cottages in the woods, in love with greek mythology, vintage t-shirts, really emotional but doesn’t want anyone to know, determined, moonlight, pretty handwriting, into the retro aesthetic, rainy days, doesn’t judge people, cats.
SAGITTARIUS: always ready for an adventure, street smart, wants to travel the world someday, doesn’t easily trust people, alcohol, paintbrushes, can’t sit still, untied shoelaces, tangled up earphones, blasting music at midnight, eye-gazing.
CAPRICORN: cold aura, coffee is what keeps them going, probably hasn’t slept in two days, actually a big softie, high-waisted jeans, cute pet videos, small apartments, has too many notebooks, often goes to the library, writing essays.
AQUARIUS: loves to paint & do any kind of art, wants to live at the seaside, knows a lot of random facts, shares food, messy notes, bullshits an entire essay, graffiti, has their own distinct style, wants to live their life like they want to.
PISCES: old teddy bears, unsent love letters, mom-jeans, loves to sing, feels at home by the ocean, writes poetry, hard-workers, always up for deep conversations, probably did the stupid thing, open curtains, a soft breeze.
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