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𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐞, 𝟏𝟗𝟕𝟒

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@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.”

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SCNGBIRDIE — 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝟕𝟎’𝐬 𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫. verses within daisy jones & the six, almost famous, & more.

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@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?”

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❝ 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 !

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❝ 𝐢 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 … 𝐢𝐟 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐲 ? ❞ / @scngbirdie !

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❝ 𝐝𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐞, 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐞, 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐤 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐞, 𝐢 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞. ❞ / @scngbirdie !

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𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝟕𝟎’𝐬 𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫. a study in: survival , the rise to fame , found family , healing , love and acceptance.

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❝ — 𝐢'𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 … 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐞. ❞ / @thcheartbeat !

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@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.

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@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.”

[scngbirdie]

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.  ’

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[scngbirdie]

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.”

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𝐣𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐡 𝐡𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐬 & 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬.

@kindfair

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𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐞 & 𝐣𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐡 — 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐪𝐮𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬.

@kindfair

[scngbirdie]

𝐥𝐨𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝟏𝟗𝟕𝟒. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞 “𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝” 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐥 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧’𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠