#ᵗʰᵉ ᵃᵖᵖˡᵉ ᵒᶠ ʰᵉʳ ᶠᵃᵗʰᵉʳ'ˢ ᵉʸᵉ ( beckett )

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archetypes quiz !

tagged by: @cordemaris  tagging: @biigbcss, @aranece, @impulsivenature, @etwasisims

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@cordemaris ♡ for a starter.

       ❝ ... do you think I’m pretty, Luke? Like actually pretty and not just ‘cute-little-sister’ kinda pretty? ❞ 

       If there was someone she could ask that kind of thing to, that was Luke. He saw things pretty objectively, and they were as close as two people could get without ever wanting to become more than friends. Hell, he was her brother as far as she was concerned.

        ❝ ... a magazine said I was weird looking. ❞

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“SEVEN MINUTES" @ beckett from Marshall Lee B)

20. Fake obnoxious moans/kisses

        ❝ Seriously, guys! What the heckie is your problem?! ❞ Beckett yelled, slamming her open palm against the closet door, her other hand struggling with the locked door. The people outside merely laughed at her poor attempt at a bad word, and she rolled her eyes at the laughter. 

          ❝ I didn’t even want to play! Come on, let me out! Heckie, I don’t even think this dude wants to be in here with me either! ❞

No result. Beckett groaned in frustration and turned to look at him. ❝ You don’t. Do you? ‘Cause I’m gonna need your help to get out of here. ❞ She asked, in a bit of a whisper before falling silent and waiting. Just waiting. About a minute or two later, she began pushing the door again, except this time it didn’t look like someone pushing to try and get out, but rather two people pushing against it... at the lack of a better surface to support themselves in. 

          ❝ I need you to moan... or gasp. Whatever you prefer—OoOH, YES! RIGHT THERE! NNGH!—come on, go for it! ❞ More rocking of the door was in place as she went back to her a little too loud moaning. She didn’t care for rumours or gossip, being who she was they were always the start of her day so... one more about her fucking in parties wasn’t making a difference to her at all. ❝ Y-YOU’RE SO GOOD AT THI-OH GO-GOD! ❞

Despite her being the one initiating this whole ridiculous plan, she was partially wanting to explode in laughter, partially becoming more and more flushed the more time went by.

           ❝ You wanna get ouf here sooner than later, yeah or no? ❞

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“ teenagers scare the living shit out of me ”

The Black Parade Starters | accepting!

       ❝ Must you seriously be so dramatic? Correct me if I’m wrong, but I hardly count as a grown woman. Do I scare you? ❞

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&. BASICS

FULL NAME: Beckett Vanderburg

NICKNAMES: Beck. No Becky please, or she’ll sock you.

AGE: 16 ( verse dependant )

DATE OF BIRTH: November 29th

PLACE OF BIRTH: NY City

OCCUPATION: Student

GENDER & SPECIES: Female mutant.

CURRENT LOCATION: NY for life.

AFFILIATION: Mutants. Perhaps the X-Men. PERHAPS.

&. FAMILY INFORMATION

PARENT NAMES: Laurie Collins & Dominic Vanderburg

PARENT RELATIONSHIP: Super extra married with a cherry on top, grossly in love.

&. WHAT’S UP WITH HER?

POWERS & ABILITIES

Beckett has the power to manipulate her voice in such a manner that she can reach any note desired with little to no effort, as well as mimicking people’s voices, and with some extra focused effort, mimick the sound of multiple voices, making up the sound of a chorus. She could technically also use it to mimick non human produced sounds; animal sounds, cars, tv, explosions, ballistics, just about anything, with the same tone and intensity, making her voice a potential offensive weapon, but for personal reasons, Beckett has decided to focus her efforts and power for singing… and being a little funny as well.

ABOUT BECKETT

With the concealing of Laurie Collins’ powers, right after being presumed dead, also came the leading of a much more normal, reserved life. She finished her high school studies and went on to pursue a Politics degree at ESU, writing small things here and there, but ultimately staying away from Superhero stuff for the most part, thinking that she simply wasn’t meant for that life. It was in the middle of normalcy that she met someone.

It was raining, a guy passing by in his car threw water her way, and so she ended up couped beneath a shop’s dome with aspiring musician Dominic Vanderburg. A normal human; no powers, no problem. Gentle, kind, and interesting, Laurie found herself attracted to someone after a very long time of feeling no affection for no one out of fear for rejection: Something very possible considering he didn’t know just yet who she was, what she was.

After befriending Dominic and spending more time with him, Laurie came clean about her powers and her past, and much to her surprise, Dominic decided to stay in her life on the long run.

In came a number of decisions that DID NOT make Gail Collins happy; Laurie dropped out of college, moved in with Dominic, started working as a waitress and picking up delivery jobs here and there, and continued her writing, always, very constant about it.

For the very first time in a long time, Laurie was truly and inconditionally happy. Said happiness was only furthered when she figured out she was pregnant.

Pregnant. With Dominic’s child, no less.

Beckett Vanderburg was born an October 10th. A little premature but otherwise healthy, at a time where her mother’s dreams of becoming a published author were becoming a reality, and her father’s career was just getting in the right track. Nevertheless, both her parents worked their asses off to see that she had a happy, normal childhood. As normal as possible, at least.

The apple of her father’s eye, Beckett grew up having a bigger preference for her father’s company, as if often happens with little girls and their dads, but it also had a lot to do with Dominic’s musical talents. Talents that Beckett seemingly inherited, though… Laurie saw more in her almost obsessive interest in the art, and sure enough, as soon as Beckett hit puberty, it came to show she was like her mother, a mutant.

In true puberty fashion, much to her parents amusement, Beckett was singing the chorus to one of her father’s songs when… well, she really did sound like a chorus; multiple voices apparently coming out of her mouth as she sang. With both hands covering her mouth, blush appearing on her face, and her parents having quite the laugh, Beckett sat down with her mother to have “The M Talk”, something that Laurie had avoided right until that point.

Being a teenager was sure to be hard, but being a teenager in Beckett’s circumstances?

It would be nothing short of a circus show.

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❛ Jesus Christ, this is a hashtag. What the fuck!? ❜ Dom @ teen Beckett

° ✧ SKAM SENTENCE STARTERS. | accepting!

     ❝ Shhh! Mom’s going to smack you if she knows you’re cussing in front of me. ❞ She would never. It was clear her father was like God to her mother, but she didn’t want her to be foul-mouthed; something Beckett could and did get behind considering she wanted to be part of the same media her father was a part of. Keeping a clean image was important. ❝ It could be worse, yeah? Like… people not talking about you?❞ Becket got behind him, reading over his shoulder. ❝ Oh, my God. Dad… you’re a handsome man. Mom says so, my friends say so, I thought this was something serious!❞

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