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@scngbirdie
scngbirdie, an independent & selective portrayal of original character birdie chambers, laurel canyon’s darling. a study in the rise to stardom, 70s culture & finding your voice. follows back from @faithfulfriends.
playlist * prompts * bio
𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐞, 𝟏𝟗𝟕𝟒
@kindfair (jonah) said ‘the real story isn’t half as pretty as the one you’ve heard.’
there’s a lump in her throat as she looks to her husband, once so full of life and love. . . now utterly beaten down by whatever he was harbouring inside. she’d tried to be gentle in easing him to open up to her, to understand even the smallest amount of what she would catch him silently worrying over, what she knew he had kept so tightly locked away in his heart and his mind. “jonah, i don’t care about what i’ve heard. . . i care about what you have to say, your truth.”
she knows she has to be careful not to push too much to not run the risk of him closing up completely, knows her husband well enough to understand that they walked a fine line when it came to opening up about both of their pasts. “i want to hear it from you, honey. i don’t care what anyone else has to say.”
SCNGBIRDIE — 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝟕𝟎’𝐬 𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫. verses within daisy jones & the six, almost famous, & more.
@selfruin said “you have so much to offer.”
birdie had been lucky enough to have a front row seat to witness the rise of daisy jones, watching how she’d gone from strength to strength like she thoroughly deserved. birdie had known that it hadn’t been without struggle, always seeing a glimpse of her own insecurities in daisy. they were two women in an industry overrun by men, down to the record executives and their fellow artists in which they were battling on the billboard. they were alike in more ways than anyone would realise, an intense kinship that the two of them silently shared. it’s only now dawning on birdie that for as long as she’d witnessed daisy’s struggles, she never thought she would be one to follow in her footsteps.
imposter syndrome had long ran rampant through her mind, never quite believing that she deserved all that she had worked so hard for. whether daisy would admit it or not, she had a feeling she would feel the same way. “god, i don’t know dais. . . sometimes it just feels like it’s slipping though my fingertips and there’s nothing i can do to stop it. do you ever feel like that?”
❝ 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐬𝐨 ? 𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞, 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮. ❞ / @scngbirdie !
❝ 𝐢 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 … 𝐢𝐟 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐲 ? ❞ / @scngbirdie !
❝ 𝐝𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐞, 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐞, 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐤 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐞, 𝐢 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞. ❞ / @scngbirdie !
𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝟕𝟎’𝐬 𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫. a study in: survival , the rise to fame , found family , healing , love and acceptance.
❝ — 𝐢'𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 … 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐞. ❞ / @thcheartbeat !
@dunnewithyou said “i must say you do look familiar.”
birdie didn’t know when she’d reached the age that she would be invited to a party celebrating the golden days of runner records, but here she was. it had been twenty years since the release of her first album, and she was one of the artists being celebrated that very night — along with a few others, billy dunne being one of them. she can see the resemblance between him and julia, and she can’t help but smile at the girl in front of her. she looked just like her mother too, which pulled on her heart stings a little.
“i do? i supported your dads band a few times! maybe you’ve seen the photos. my husband, jonah produced a few of their albums too.” she nods towards the other side of the room, pointing out her husband who was deep in conversation with her father.
@kindfair (lisa) said “I don’t usually decide what I think about someone before I’ve even met them.”
birdie was no stranger to red carpets and premiers at this point, but that didn’t mean she could ever shake the nerves that practically consumed her when she attended these types of events. luckily enough she was a seasoned professional at putting on a brave face, flashing a bright smile for the cameras and her peers. the star of the night was lisa crowne, someone birdie had admired for years but had never gotten the chance to meet until now.
she’s beside her at the bar, their husbands deep in conversation somewhere close by. birdie’s nursing a cocktail in her hand, twirling the straw around in the liquid to keep her hands busy. “that’s honestly probably the best philosophy in this town..” she’s laughing softly, head tilting to the side as she figures out a way to say what she really wants to say. “but i have to admit i’ve admired you for a long time.”
𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺.
↬ SPINNING SILVER ( 2018 ) by naomi novik.
sentences taken from the novel dialogue & narration.
+ feel free to change pronouns !
‘ the real story isn’t half as pretty as the one you’ve heard. ’
‘ winter was always long and bitter, and every year was worse than the one before. ’
‘ this cold will break soon. it’s been so long already. ’
‘ there’s always trouble where there’s money owed, sooner or later. ’
‘ you can’t get blood from a stone. ’
‘ i was colder inside than out. ’
‘ i’d just been having a dream, and it was already fading. ’
‘ you can’t go in this weather. you’ll wait until it stops. ’
‘ will you give them your gold ? ’
‘ you aren’t just a pretty face ! ’
‘ my manners do not need improving. ’
‘ three days you may have, this time, before i come to have my own back again. ’
‘ if you manage it, i will make you my queen. ’
‘ we’ll leave. we’ll go somewhere else far away. ’
‘ why must you ask for impossibilities ! ’
‘ why are you staring so ? ’
‘ it’s not witchcraft. ’
‘ you’ve already killed them. why can’t you leave them alone ? ’
‘ it’s not mine ! i have to pay it back. ’
‘ my hand and crown you shall win if you succeed. ’
‘ now go home, mortal maiden. ’
‘ you can tell him i’ve gone to be married to a rich man. ’
‘ think not to escape from me. i will come for you, wherever you’ve fled. ’
‘ did you think mortal roads could run away from me, or mortal walls keep me out ? ’
‘ you must know i have no magic, not really. ’
‘ a power claimed and challenged and thrice carried out is true. ’
‘ there’s worse things in life than to be a queen. ’
‘ that’s not nothing, to be able to hold your head up. ’
‘ my name ? you think to have my name ? ’
‘ there is indeed something most unusual in her. ’
‘ i will come for you soon. ’
‘ of course i was going to poison you ! ’
‘ what if i want to stay forever ? ’
‘ is this why you wanted her ? she’s a witch ? ’
‘ you have one question more. ’
‘ where do squirrels run to, when they want to hide ? ’
‘ my pleasure would last only until they stabbed me right alongside you. ’
‘ you’re no worse off than you are now, if i’m lying. ’
‘ it seems you must ask my aid, and hope that i don’t refuse it. ’
‘ it is snowing again. ’
‘ you shouldn’t even try to make bargains with such a creature. ’
‘ do you really think i wanted to marry you ? ’
‘ high magic never comes without a price. ’
‘ at least your hair is handsome. ’
’ i am not covering anything ! ’
‘ my court is full of fools. no one here is loyal five minutes past their own interest. ’
‘ he has locked them away beneath the snow. ’
‘ don’t just bleat whatever it is you think i want to hear. ’
‘ have you anything else to wear ? ’
‘ you hold my chains, but i owe you no surrender. ’
‘ what’s a little agony and mortal injury here and there ? ’
‘ very well. free me, and i will promise. ’
‘ at least weep for me once, and give me a measure of pain. ’
‘ whatever it is, i will venture it, if you will give me hope. ’
my ask box is empty, spare a meme and i'll send some in return!
News & Paparazzi starters
“They want to ask you questions about what?”
“It’s not my business to share your story, I told them I didn’t have a comment.”
“Turn on the TV. Any channel.”
“They write such junk about you/me/us.”
“Did you leak it?”
“Hi, I’m [name]. I think the news thinks we’re meant to be nemeses.”
“How did they get a hold of that?”
“They’ve got footage of [event]. I’m sorry.”
“You’re not the way the papers say you are.”
“The things they’re saying - is it true?”
“[Name], you should see this.”
“I don’t care what some reporter has to say about you.”
“You didn’t tell them.”
“Anything for a soundbite, huh?”
“So what was it, you wanted your fifteen minutes of fame?”
“You don’t have to be here. They’ll harass you, too.”
“I want to be here.”
“Just keep walking. Don’t answer any questions. They’ll call your name, don’t look up.”
“You’re different, in person.”
“This is going to sound stupid, but I thought you’d be taller.”
“I don’t usually decide what I think about someone before I’ve even met them.”
𝐣𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐡 𝐡𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐬 & 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬.
@kindfair
𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐞 & 𝐣𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐡 — 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐪𝐮𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬.
@kindfair
