[wascrownd]

       hi   ,   guys   !   so   after   a   couple   of   days   of   being   away   ,   i   have   decided   that   in   order   to   decrease   my   blog   count,   both   hanna   marin   &   guinevere   beck   will   be   moved   back   to   my   multi.   sorry   to   those   who   have   been   waiting   patiently.   also,   sorry   to   those   who   have   seen   me   do   this   several   times:   making   a   blog   for   a   couple   of   weeks   before   rushing   them   back   to   my   multi.   it's   something   that   has   to   do   a   lot   with   my   adhd.  

[wascrownd]

findshope·:

@wascrownd·  gets  a  starter  from  Eden . 

❛    –  Hey .    ❜        She  slowly  creaks  the  door  open  after  using  Brock’s  spare  key  to  get  in .    Eden  knows  Beck  hasn’t  really  left  the  apartment  since  everything  happened ,  so  she  and  Josie  would  occasionally  pop  in  while  Brock  was  at  work  and  they  had  a  break .    In  her  hands  was  a  sub  from  a  shop  near  her  firm ;  she  enjoyed  the  food  there  and  figured  she’d  bring  some  to  Beck  in  attempt  to  lift  her  spirits .        ❛    Got  you  lunch .    How  you  holding  up ?    ❜        Josie  was  always  better  at  comforting .

       Beck   hasn't   moved   since   Brock   left   this   morning.   She'd   found   a   seat   close   to   the   window.   Green   eyes   had   been   distant   as   she   had   stared   out   of   it   for   hours.   After   all,   how   else   was   she   supposed   to   react?   Joe   turned   out   to   be   a   monster.   He'd   hurt   so   many   people   in   order   to   covet   her.   He'd   stalked   her.   He'd   preyed   on   her.   &   she'd   been   stupid   enough   to   allow   it.   She'd   been   stupid   enough   to   not   listen   to   the   Emerson's   countless   warnings.   However,   when   Eden   arrives,   Beck's   glazed   over   eyes   shift   over   to   her   friend's.   A   blink.   Then   two.   Then   there's   a   fake   smile   plastered   on   her   face,   &   a   roar   of   her   stomach   to   remind   her   that   she   did   in   fact   need   to   eat.      ❝   Oh,   thanks,   ❞      She   says,   taking   the   sub   as   she   moves   to   the   couch:   closer   to   her   friend   &   not   as   distant.   Although   there   was   distance   in   her   eyes   just   the   same.   ❝   I   feel...   violated.   In   every   form   of   the   word.   ❞   She   finally   breathes   out.   It   feels   like   someone   is   clamping   down   on   her   heart.            ❝   I   feel   bad   that   I'm   doing   this   to   Brock.   I   probably   should   go   back   to   my   apartment,   but   ---   ❞   There's   too   much   of   Joe   around   there.   He's   in   every   corner.   He's   taking   up   all   everything   in   that   room   until   she   feels   like   she   can't   breathe   anymore.   There's   a   little   pause.   ❝   You   didn't   have   to   check   in,   you   know.   But   I   really   appreciate   it.   You've   always   been   more   of   a   sister   to   me   than   my   actual   sister.   ❞

[wascrownd]

findshope·:

@wascrownd·  gets  a  starter  from  Josie .

❛    Okay .    You ..    ❜        Josie  is  looking  down  at  her  phone ,  and  she  has  been  for  the  past  few  minutes  as  she  sits  on  the  couch  beside  Beck .        ❛    —    need  a  break .    Which  is  whyyyyy  ..    there’s  an  Uber  waiting  for  us  outside .  Right  now .    ❜        She  stands  up ,  offering  a  hand  to  Beck  as  she  looks  down  at  her  with  a  raised  brow .        ❛    Come  on ,  up !!    You’re  not  gonna  leave  –    ❜        A  quick  glance  down  at  her  phone ,        ❛    Dylan  waiting ,  now  are  you ?    ❜

        There's   a   little   groan   as   Beck   knows   that   she   has   no   choice.   Beck   had   finally   gotten   a   break   in   between   Joe   &   her   job   to   write...   but   that   had   been   two   days   ago:   &   she'd   been   writing   with   a   fervor   ever   since.   Her   phone   beeps,   &   she   sees   that   it's   Joe.   It   only   makes   her   want   to   run   off   with   Josie   even   more.   Finally,   a   smile   overtakes   her   face.   ❝   Alright,   but   then   you're   buying   lunch,   missy.   ❞   She   can't   say   no   to   Josie   anyway.

[wascrownd]

   -   peeps   through   the   curtains   -   mayhaps   i'll   be   here   later   tonight   ?

[wascrownd]

          as   of   right   now,   i’m   moving   beck   to   plot   only.  i   want   to   explore   more   options,   &   i’m   losing   muse   for   a   lot   of   the   things   that   i   have   that   are   just   ‘winging’   it.   i’m   not   dropping   every   thread   i   have   that’s   'winging’   it,   but   i   am   dropping   a   few.  my   focus   has   been   shifting   slowly   more   towards   my   multimuse  &  original   character   than   it   has   hanna   or   beck,   but   i   don’t   necessarily   want   to   move   hanna   or   beck   back   to   my   multi   yet.   i   kind   of   like   the   idea   of   just   logging   on,   doing   what   i   want,   then   logging   off.   however,   if   you   would   like   to   start   plotting   with   me,   hmu   on   disco.   my   user   is   hanna   marin   fan   club   #9962   (  no   spaces.   )

[wascrownd]

racointeur·:

                         eyes   lift   from   book   to    girl    ,     interest   sparking   in   hazel   eyes    once   he   realizes   she’s   speaking   to   him    .    “    oh    ,    no    ,    don’t    apologize   !   it’s   uh   —    “    cover   is   turned   for   her   to   see   after   having   a   glance   himself    .     “    bleak   house   .    charles    dickens    .     probably   would   be    enjoying   it   more   if   it   weren’t   a   forced   read   for   class    .     “    sam   lets   out  a    breathy   laugh   ,    finger   being   used   as   a   place   holder   to   keep   conversation    with   her    .         “    you    into    books    ?     “    a    pause    .     obvious   answer    ,     sam    .      “     i    mean    ,     you    usually   read   things   like   this   or   into   a   different   genre    ?    “

        ❝   That's  the  book  I'm  assigned,  too  ---  are  we  in  the  same  class?   ❞    It  surely  was  possible  that  they  could  be.  Universities  this  big  had  classes  that  were  easy  to  get  lost  in.  A  smile  takes  over  her  lips,  a  hand  coming  up  to  push  a  stray  hair  back.   ❝   Oh  yeah,  I'm  a  huge  book  nerd.  I'm  an  English  Lit  major.  I  was  over  there...  writing.  ❞  She  points  to  where  her  bags  &  textbooks  sit.    ❝    I  figured...  no  harm  in  asking  ---  &  saying  hi.  I'm  Guinevere,  but  everyone  calls  me  Beck.    ❞

[killshope]

     send   a   🎤    &   i’ll   shuffle   my   music   &  use   the   lyrics   to   write   a   starter  .      //      @wascrownd​ .

INSTANT CRUSH BY DAFT PUNK

❛and we’ll never be alone again.  cause this doesn’t happen everyday — ❜

[wascrownd]

         She   should   be   scared.   Because   dammit,   every   time   this   happens,   every   time   someone   makes   her   feel   like   her   heart   is   going   to   pop   out   of   her   chest,   she   finds   some   way   to   ruin   it.   But   his   words   don't   ease   the   feeling.   In   fact,   she   finds   herself   coming   even   closer,   looking   up   at   him   with   a   little   smile.   ❝   ---   Talk   to   me   like   that   some   more,   ❞   she   murmurs.   She   likes   being   wanted.   

[wascrownd]

call me crazy, but i’ve always been a firm believer that beauty, it’s on the inside.

          There's   a   little   pause   before   Beck   stands.   She   finds   her   place   on   Isaac's   lap.   With   a   little   smile,   pressing   her   forehead   against   his,   her   hands   get   lost   in   his   hair.   ❝   Doesn't   sound   crazy   to   me.   ---   Good   thing   you've   got   it   inside   &   out.   ❞   

@scarfwere​.

[loisnclark]

Send 🔥 if your muse would sleep with mine!

[loisnclark]

𝐋𝐎𝐈𝐒   𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐄   𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄   𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒  .  *   the   following   are   all   quotes   said   by   the   lovely   lois   lane  .   the   following   are   from    various   medias  .

you’ve got me? who’s got you?

how big are you..um, how /tall/ are you?

would you like a glass of wine?

you’re gonna end up fighting every elected official in this country!

don’t tell me: he sends a check every week to his sweet, grey-haired old mother.

call me crazy, but i’ve always been a firm believer that beauty, it’s on the inside.

i can be loud, & at times, i’m a little bossy.

i’d rather be in some sand blown purgatory with you than in the hell of never knowing if i’ll ever see you again.

guess i’m a sucker for stray dogs & naked men… okay, that didn’t come out right.

i’m just not comfortable with uncomfortable silence, & you’re not exactly keeping up with your end of the conversation.

spread that rumor, & you can expect my fist in your face.

isn’t that one of the signs of the apocalypse?

a couple more hugs, & maybe you’ll have the ‘bah humbugs’ squeezed out of you.

you can save you holier-than-thou, made for tv platitudes, & drown them in some holy water, mister.

& i thought those sex & the city girls have gaudy taste.

look, i know it sounds crazy, but i’m just afraid that my big mouth is going to wreck our relationship one day.

my head is pounding like a mosh pit, & my mouth tastes like armpit.

you have been cashing in on so many rain checks recently that i am soaking wet with disappointment.

i’m eating a maple doughnut, & you’re kind of invading my personal space.

stop beating yourself up. you’re not alone in this. the truth is, we could all die tomorrow.

i don’t even know how to get huffy, okay? i do happy. i do sad. i do 'stop giving me the run around bitch, or i will come for you.’

you sound too good to be true… what’s your secret?

give him one for me! make it a dozen!

the only thing holding that dress up is faith.

it must have hurt your fingers… clamping down on my throat like that.

i’m gonna personally lead the army that vaporizes you two.

[loisnclark]

𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙡𝙤𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨.

i’m not good enough.

people just don’t look at me like that.

don’t talk about yourself like that.

i want to smash the mirror everytime i look at it.

i’m an awful person.

i don’t deserve your love.

it should have been me that died.

how can you think like that?

don’t lie to me. i’m not beautiful.

this dress would never look good on me.

stop it! don’t talk like that!

don’t. don’t touch me.

i could never pull that off.

ugh, this top makes me look ___.

i want to rip my skin off.

[wascrownd]

   starter   call   ,   some   might   be   lyric   based  .

[findshope]

One look at you  –  my whole life falls in line. I prayed for you before I called you mine.

[wascrownd]

i’m not lying. ( if you want/don’t mind! )

           ❝     SORRY     ,     I     ---     I     DIDN'T     MEAN     —     I'm     just     jumpy,     okay?     ❞     Voice     is     low     as     hands     come     up     &     pull     awkwardly     at     the     scarf     around     her     neck.     The     scarf     that     hid     the     recent     horrors     she'd     been     through.     The     horrors     that     she's     not     so     sure     that     she     escaped.     A     gulp     before.     ❝     Look,     I     just...     I'm     hiding     from     someone.     Someone     I     thought     I     could     trust,     &     now...     I     don't     know     who     I'm     supposed     to     trust.     ❞

@countsfear​.

[loisnclark]

Send 🔪 to pick a fight with my muse.

[loisnclark]

𝐋𝐎𝐈𝐒   𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐄   𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄   𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒  .  *   the   following   are   all   quotes   said   by   the   lovely   lois   lane  .   the   following   are   from    various   medias  .

you’ve got me? who’s got you?

how big are you..um, how /tall/ are you?

would you like a glass of wine?

you’re gonna end up fighting every elected official in this country!

don’t tell me: he sends a check every week to his sweet, grey-haired old mother.

call me crazy, but i’ve always been a firm believer that beauty, it’s on the inside.

i can be loud, & at times, i’m a little bossy.

i’d rather be in some sand blown purgatory with you than in the hell of never knowing if i’ll ever see you again.

guess i’m a sucker for stray dogs & naked men… okay, that didn’t come out right.

i’m just not comfortable with uncomfortable silence, & you’re not exactly keeping up with your end of the conversation.

spread that rumor, & you can expect my fist in your face.

isn’t that one of the signs of the apocalypse?

a couple more hugs, & maybe you’ll have the ‘bah humbugs’ squeezed out of you.

you can save you holier-than-thou, made for tv platitudes, & drown them in some holy water, mister.

& i thought those sex & the city girls have gaudy taste.

look, i know it sounds crazy, but i’m just afraid that my big mouth is going to wreck our relationship one day.

my head is pounding like a mosh pit, & my mouth tastes like armpit.

you have been cashing in on so many rain checks recently that i am soaking wet with disappointment.

i’m eating a maple doughnut, & you’re kind of invading my personal space.

stop beating yourself up. you’re not alone in this. the truth is, we could all die tomorrow.

i don’t even know how to get huffy, okay? i do happy. i do sad. i do 'stop giving me the run around bitch, or i will come for you.’

you sound too good to be true… what’s your secret?

give him one for me! make it a dozen!

the only thing holding that dress up is faith.

it must have hurt your fingers… clamping down on my throat like that.

i’m gonna personally lead the army that vaporizes you two.

[loisnclark]

𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙧𝙨 & 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 : 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨.

stop lying to me!

don’t you trust me enough to tell me the truth?

why do you feel the need to lie about everything?

tell me the truth or i’m leaving forever.

just tell me the truth, please!

do you really think i believe that?

you’re such a pathetic liar.

how dare you lie to me like this!

so was it all just a lie?

was any of it real?

i’m not lying.

why would i lie?

just stop pressuring me, okay? i told you what happened!

are you calling me a liar?

i didn’t lie to you!

do you really think i’d lie to you?

i’m sorry, okay? i’m sorry that i lied.

don’t call me a liar.

i didn’t lie about how i felt about you.

don’t go. i promise i won’t lie again.