[faithfulfriends]

FAITHFULFRIENDS. a mutuals only, independent & selective mixed media multi muse roleplay blog. 18+, personals please dni. featuring @scngbirdie & @gaskills

* rules. * muses. * prompts. sideblog. *

[faithfulfriends]

i’ve been hiding on @gaskills but i’m gonna be here for a lil while! feel free to send memes or prod me if i owe you a response 🫶🏻

[gaskills]

GASKILLS: you’re the only one of these fools who knows just how lost he is. . . / mary beth gaskill of red dead redemption two, written by h.

[kindfair]

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐨𝐣𝐚𝐬 & 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐞-𝐫𝐨𝐣𝐚𝐬, 𝐬𝐧𝐥 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲. / @faithfulfriends !

[scngbirdie]

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

[faithfulfriends]

thinking about the fact that warren and lisa canonically convinced a priest to marry them on a BOAT

[faithfulfriends]

rdr1 coming to switch is catastrophic for me (and my bank account) actually

[090188-deactivated20230905]

❝  darlin', i think you 'n me, y'know, we're just talkin' in circles here.  ❞

@faithfulfriends.

[faithfulfriends]

a deep sigh rolls from her lips, her hands tightening against the steering wheel. she’s grateful that they’re stationary right now, otherwise she was sure that she would’ve reared them off the road by now. the job was a simple one — get in there, get the money and leave without causing too much of a mess. something that she’d learnt clement was completely incapable of. valeria wasn’t above doing the job herself, it wasn’t as if she wasn’t capable. . . she was just almost too intent on having him listen and comply with her for once in his life.

“you’re right, we are. but how about you just say ‘yes val, i won’t splatter someone’s brains against the wall or trap someone’s leg in a garage door!” there’s a frown against her features as she turns to face him, lips almost turning up into a pout. “please? i won’t even ask you to stop singing on the way back.”

[faithfulfriends]

“𝐈 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲. 𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭. 𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐧. 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐲, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐠𝐨 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬.”

[faithfulfriends]

@kindfair said 'call me if you need a rescue. we live in the same city.'

out of all the places she expected to end up tonight, a private suite in the chateau marmont with the six and lisa crowne was definitely not on her list. penny was no stranger to being near to hollywood sweethearts, but the sheer thought of being near to someone who she admired so much? it was enough to make her head spin. lisa was everything that penny wanted to be without so much as giving it a second thought. she was headstrong and didn’t take shit from anybody, effortlessly beautiful to a degree that she could light up the room.

at some point during the night the two had gravitated towards one another, sharing stories from movie sets and being out on the road, to the tale where penny got ‘accidentally’ left behind when stillwater didn’t have enough room on their newly owned private jet. her face lights up at the starlets words, a twinkle in her eye as she reaches for both of her hands. “i’ll be sure to do that, lisa. . . the same goes for you.”

[curseplay]

they always feel like they're on the cusp of something. before getting signed by degere, it was getting signed. before joining SILK, it was finding a band that would have her. and before traveling cross - country from ohio to los angeles, it was running away from home altogether. the issue with this mindset is that it goes hand in hand with their anxiety. paris is beyond grateful for the opportunities they've been given [ and tonight's show was a great one, even if it didn't feel like it 100% on SILK's end. ], but can't help the feeling that there are more ceilings to shatter. that degere is more interested in making lauren a star than he is the three of them as, y'know, a unit. which they staunchly are, by the way.

after parties are another thing they're still trying to get the hang of. that, and mingling altogether. paris praises themselves for already having a vegas bomb down the hatch before being approached. they smile so big at the compliment that it's almost goofy. ❝ oh, wow, thanks. that's super cool of you to say, ❞ depending on how many shows she's been too this year, it may even be the coolest thing ever. paris runs a hand through their curls, almost bashful. ❝ i kinda think we're the best band in the world, but i could be a little biased. what's your name ? ❞

[faithfulfriends]

following their career closely, margo knows that their manager isn’t focused on their full potential. it’s clear he isn’t promoting them in the right places — and it broke her heart to know that a band so ridiculously talented as silk weren’t being given their fair shot, when she could name at least five bands over at runner who she didn’t think deserved the deal they got. they deserved to headline festivals, have their records hit number one the day of release. . . and margo couldn’t help but think that degere wasn’t capable of that, but she was. she doesn’t know how to approach this without seeming like some seedy executive, which was laughable. she couldn’t be further down the food chain at runner records if she tried.

“i kinda think you’re right.” margo beams, tucking a few loose curls behind her ears. offering out her hand to paris she swallows nervously, forcing herself to stand up straight to try and will away from of the anxiety bubbling over in her chest. “i’m margo. i work at runner records.” now that was a sentence she wasn’t used to saying with a sense of pride. it was usually met with interest, asking all about the kind of fun she got up to. . . when all she really had to relay was the trip down to daisy jones’ favourite coffee spot in the valley and back again. but this time was different. “i hope you don’t mind me saying so, but what is your manager thinking? you could be headlining every festival in the country by now.”

[faithfulfriends]

margo was tired of cleaning up everyone else’s messes, putting out other peoples fires. . . her time working at runner records has been nothing short of eye opening, teaching her everything she needed to know about musicians and their ego’s, solidifying in her mind just how badly she wanted this for her career. she’d practically begged teddy to let her intern in the a&r department after months of being the girl to grab coffee, to make sure the bands never ran out of everything that they had been served on a silver platter. . . she was tasked with the job of finding the best new band in town, and margo didn’t even need to think twice. silk. it had to be silk.

flashing her backstage pass to the security guard on the door, margo made her way through to the closed off bar which was holding the after party. she’d been to countless events like this one, but never before did she have a purpose for being there. . . but now she did, and it was one she believed in wholeheartedly. it’s then that paris catches her eye at the bar, smiling in their direction before she’s closing the gap between the two of them. “that was an amazing show. honestly, probably the best i’ve seen all year.”

@curseplay liked for a starter.

[scngbirdie]

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

[faithfulfriends]

there’s a huff of annoyance that passes her lips from behind her desk, one leg propped against the other with her gaze laser focused on the door in front of her. valeria wasn’t a woman who waited. it was one of many faults she possessed, her inability to wait or bide her time. in her line of work there was no room for errors or mishaps, and being late to a scheduled meeting told her everything she needed to know. proceed with caution. it wasn’t the first job she had called upon clement for — this had to be their third or fourth job together, and all valeria could recall was the significant bloodshed he’d left in his wake. that didn’t matter much. . . the job got done, and those people who didn’t make it? well, they shouldn’t have gotten in his way.

her attention is snapping back to the door when she hears the handle shake a little, eyes rolling at the sight of it. he couldn’t even enter the room without causing a scene, she thought. “what fucking time do you call this?” she’s frowning, brows furrowing as her hand gestures for him to sit down. “i’m paying you twice as much as i pay anyone else. the least you could do is show up on time.” her anger can never last for long whenever clement is concerned. as much as she hated to admit it, she had a soft spot for him. they were just as ruthless as one another, kindred spirits in all things depraved.

@090188 liked for a starter.

[faithfulfriends]

starter call! please specify muses <3

[faithfulfriends]

@selfruin said “i’m not going to be scared anymore.”

the unlikely friendship that kayce and daisy fell into had been a tumultuous one, the two of them being hotheaded and impulsive — hardly ever listening to one another. by some miracle they had made it work up to now, but it hadn’t been without its bumps in the road. they both lived completely separate lives, we’re practically a world away from each other. . . but they had more in common than they’d care to admit. they dished out advice that neither of them listened to, and then complained when it all went wrong — but for once, it seemed they were making some headway with daisy’s admission.

gazing up to where daisy stood tall with the setting sun behind her, kayce was sure he wouldn’t forget this moment for a while. she looked beautiful and strong, her words filling him with the sense that she truly meant it this time, and that he could believe her. “i’ve been telling you that for years, daisy. you got nothing to be scared of when you’re on top of the world.” it’s not lost on kayce that isn’t perhaps true, not when he understood all of the difficulties in her way. . . but he needed her to have this moment, needed her to feel as if being scared wasn’t an option anymore.

[juliandevereaux-deactivated2026]

he sighs, the look in his eyes signifying that he knows — knows just how complicated things can be once feelings get involved. it's the number one reason he keep most people at an arm's length, not permitting them to take a peek behind the mask. penny is thankfully not one of those people, julian comfortable enough with her getting more than just a glimpse. this is why he'd tried to prevent her from witnessing the sight before them by steering her in the opposite direction, a failure on his part.

spare cigarette retrieved from the confines of his jacket pocket, julian hands it to penny and lights it for her once she lifts it to her lips. mahogany eyes flick back to russell, narrowing.

❝ if it makes you feel any better, you've got way nicer legs. ❞

[faithfulfriends]

there’s a lump in her throat as she allows julian to walk with her in the opposite direction, cigarette firmly placed between her lips as if it was her only lifeline. she’s always told the other girls to never take it seriously, but just when did she stray against her own advice? there’s a forced laugh that falls from her lips as she places the cigarette between her fingertips, hooking her arm around his. all she wants to do is wallow in her own self pity for a while, but that wasn’t an option — at least not right now.

ever the charmer and comedian, julian’s words bring a smile to her lips as she squeezes against his arm for some sense of reassurance. to remind herself that she wasn’t as alone as she felt. “that makes me feel way better, jules. come on, we can’t be out on the town and not cause a little havoc.” without waiting to hear another word from him she’s pulling them into the nearest bar, cigarette long forgotten as she throws it over her shoulder.