#ghostbend

[vitalphenomena]

@ghostbend

"You were so good! You were so good. Come on, come on, come with me, come with me—let's get high."

[judasquinn]

@ghostbend from here !

“And? I’ve got the money to spend on phone calls. Also, man, I don’t waste time on people like that. I had to ask you about something but it got lost in translation, you know? Lost in the woods or something.”

[sosagely]

@ghostbend liked for a little something !!

it's rare kara gets to exist like this: ever since her mother shoved her into the entertainment industry, every moment has been monitored && monetized―she's more PUPPET than person. but every now and then she gets a reprieve when she sneaks out to shows she actually enjoys. her hair is messy and down, a far cry from the prim && proper image she's usually forced to maintain. between the low lights, the crowd, the change in her hair && wardrobe: she's unrecognizable. it's freeing.

she catches sight of a head of curls, and is quick to slip through the crowd. ❝ hey, you're that guitarist, aren't you? ❞ grin wickedly sharp. ❝ dude, you fucking rock. that downstrum thing you do must be hell on you, but it sounds fucking fantastic. the commitment is incredible. ❞ she laughs, light & airy. ❝ that was one hell of a show. can i buy you a drink, as a thank you? ❞

[sungodded]

@ghostbend ∣ ⏳

"You know, I have never held a guitar before."

[revengetour]

❛ liked what you saw? ❛ tilt of head is given in curiosity, signature smirk painted on blonde's lips and given to @ghostbend. title is thrown over shoulder , glad for familiar weight of it remaining there. it was hers to keep , as it rightfully should have been. ❛ it's been a long time coming, trust me. ❛ changed from ring attire to celebration , tonight's plans were to end on a high. she deserved it , everything she had set out to do was accomplished. ❛ you know, you look super familiar. ❛

[bejewe13d]

@ghostbend requested a song! “ you sound so pretty when you moan. “

𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐛 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬. knuckles turning white as the moans he references continue to fall from red lips. ❝ two decades of vocal training does that. ❞ the words are practically a whisper, breathy and unstable as blue eyes flutter open to meet sam's. savannah is sure the desire she sees in his are reflected in her own, a need for him that never went a way with time. lipstick stains his lips and face and there is a certain possessiveness that sparks her skin knowing she left a mark on him. releasing the fabric from her grip she reaches up to pull his head to hers, intertwining their lips in a desperate attempt to claim him as hers. something she hadn't been able to do the first time. right hand grabs at his hair, tugging on it softly, as left claws into his back. surely going to leave more red marks on his skin.

pulling away from the kiss, she presses her forehead to his. ❝ no one else has ever made me feel this good. ❞ another loud moan escaping her as he slams into her in response. savannah could not care less who hears them, right now she is relishing in the moment of having him to herself. she can pick up the broken pieces of what this will lead to later.

[withsunlight]

@ghostbend

[unbaptism]

@ghostbend liked for a starter !!

'you know," she starts, giving him the quintessential luanne smile, sly and shit eating, "you're not half bad on that guitar. not as good as me," she giggles as she says it. "but good." is it wrong that her favorite hobby is putting men down?

[bullsh1tterz]

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"Listen, if I ever get to the point of havin' a wife, she can do anythin' she wants ta me - she probably deserves to." he elaborates, swinging his free hand around as the other ventures to grab another can of beer.

"Cuz I dunno how that's ever gonna happen. So, I'll go ahead 'n assume she's just that wild a gal." he adds as he pops the can open, gulping a proper dose in thereafter. It would take one hell of a wonder woman - pun never intended - to reel him into a marriage, Adam figures, considering how allergic he is to the very concept of a committed relationship.

[biitchcakes]

Making her way out back, still humming the tunes from Disavowed's setlist, Jessica's pace and hum stutters when she notices Fenris. Must have wandered her way to the back of the building without realising. With a cough to get his attention, she throws a quick peace sign, cheeks flushing a little, thankful for the night's cover. Another series of short, rhythmic coughs to clear her throat, gather her thoughts. "I really enjoyed the music tonight." Surely a phrase he's heard dozens of times, an internal curse at herself for failing to behave smoother.

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[poisonedfire]

╰┈➤ @ghostbend solicited spice

The guitarist's weight presses them down onto the mattress, strong hands seizing their wrists and pinning them above their head. A playful smirk snakes across the redhead's features, heat gathering in the base of their gut, "Oh yeah?" Peyton taunts, gazing up at Sam, their hazel eyes lust-blown. "Gonna teach me a lesson or two, Stringmaster?" They're laid out bare, at the mercy of Samuel Rivera, still finding their wit.

"Gonna take me apart, make me forget my own name-" a ferocious kiss cuts their ramble short.

[morb1dg1rla]

@ghostbend // plotted starter.

she checked herself out in the mirror before she left,made sure her hair looked okay and teeth were shiny and white,before snatching her camera and purse off the table and left the room. she made it just in time to the venue,excited to see the band again. disavowed hired her again and she couldn't be more escatic to work with them.

she loved their energy and their overall vibe and was always a good time hanging out with them. though it was more professional then a friendship but scout hoped one day they could be on that level.

she entered the venue look a little frizzy with her hair since it was scorching hot out for some reason,camera ready to go and she eagerly went over to security,letting them know she was here for the band,showing him her camera and he let her through.

she knocked on the door of the dressing room,the caffeine she downed beforehand making her giddy,she waited for a response and grinned when she saw sam after her answered her,❝ hey,man. long time no see. ❞she jokes,letting herself in and leaned against the wall,hand running through her hair.

❝ i'm super stoked to be working with you guys again. brought my best camera with me for the shots too. ❞

[judasquinn]

" i'm startin' to learn i may mever be free. "

bury me at makeout creek.

Smoke curls in the air from Jude’s cigarette. He’s sitting casually in his chair, comfortably perched right where he wants to be. Then, Sam hits him with a statement he can only interpret as heavy.

“Man,” he starts, “you don’t know the half of it.” It’s a statement of agreement despite being worded as a comparison. He props his elbow on the arm of the chair, cheek in hand. “I feel free in some ways, but trapped in others. It’s almost worse that way. You get a taste of what it’s like, but then you get stuck back where you don’t wanna be. Close but no cigar, I guess.” Must just be how life is. A shrug. He brings his cigarette to his lips to pull from it. After he exhales, he shifts to look at Sam. “What’s got you thinking about this? Something happen?”

[strywoven]

closed. // @ghostbend

Being in the spotlight , so swiftly rising to FAME & FORTUNE , becoming a household name thanks to upstart talent and performance , Kaen has realized that their name , their face , their whole i m a g e is one people can recognize.  They’ve had to familiarize themself with the way s t r a n g e r s would pick them out of a crowd , with the nuances their newfound presence carried.  From time-to-time , they began to wonder if this was really what they sought or if they better missed being just some RANDOM CHICK in the crown no-one gave a shit less about.  But then , there were moments that made things worthwhile , moments where people even Kaen looked up to who came out of the wood-work to approach them.

Even as a starlet , Kaen is not beyond being STARSTRUCK .  This is the lead guitarist of Disavowed , talking to t h e m of all people , how can they not look like a flabbergasted fangirl right now ⸺ Okay , relax , he’s just a dude.  Play it cool ( but holy shit ! ) .

❝ O- oh , um … Hey ! ❞  Great.  Awesome start.  Dainty hand lifts , pointing single digit to themself , ❝ Ah- Ah'm sorreh , ye actually know me ?  Like , ye know m'werk ? ❞  It wouldn’t be that far out of the question , but they are still surprised.  Kaen’s grin could not possibly get any wider , dimpling freckled cheeks and putting a spark of genuine glee in dark blue irises shimmering behind circular lenses , ❝ Wow !  Ah mean , WOW .  Tha's so rad !  An’ such a big compliment !  Like , Ah’m a ‘uge fan o’ yers , s- so ye literally made my ‘ole day ! ❞

[sifonie]

@ghostbend from here !

Sibyl quietly sniffs before giving his hand a gentle squeeze. Perhaps other people didn't get sad, but they weren't other people. A shaky sigh leaves them before they lay their head onto his shoulder.

"Sometimes... sometimes I just get depressed over nothing it seems. I mean," a half-hearted laugh cuts their sentence in two as they wipe at their eyes, "am I taking everything for granted? Is this all worth it? I don't like asking myself that, I really don't. It just feels bad when I do that because I love what I do. I love you guys and everyone else." One sniff, two. The grip on his hand tightens and they bury their face into his skin.

They'd apologize for getting his shoulder wet later, when they weren't feeling so down. But as of now, they couldn't hold back the tears anymore, as embarrassed as it made them. Sibyl never found themself to crumble under pressure often, never let their fame affect them poorly, but this just happened to be an odd day out.

[vitalphenomena]

@ghostbend

ALEX HAVEN'S HAIR IS STILL RED. They're still young, is what I'm saying. They are artistic, yes, perhaps have been since they could properly see, but they are quieter and more reserved.

"Mother says I need to learn an instrument."