sinners

If I could chose my own name I'd chose something that's bold and fits. like anger, aggression, or cunningly brash by the skin of my teeth but with timing and class @brittania: forever omw to steal your girl.

[brittcnia]

josie-matthews:

Standing in the middle of the courtyard, Josie froze as she heard a noise up ahead. She stepped forward tentatively, holding the flashlight from her phone up so she could see. “Who’s there?” she whispered, having not expected anyone to be out so late.

“I saw a werewolf with a Chinese menu in his hand--” Like the most cliche of cliches, the minute the clock struck midnight on October 1st, Brittania’s Halloween spirit was in action and though there was a silver canister of pepper spray on her keychain, she did enjoy the slightly eerie vibe the quiet quad was giving off. It was hard to hold back the giggle in her throat as Josie froze in front of her. “Boo--” she didn’t do too good a job at this, as she managed to turn into a laughing buffoon not too long after. “Chill out, it’s just me.”

[brittcnia]

@brittania: i'm so hungry i could eat at arby's

[brittcnia]

sagcisms:

“so this guy who is a regular at the bar has a youtube channel and he asked me if i would be willing to do a smoothie challenge with him but of course i said no and he offers me a grand to do it so now i’m wondering how bad do you think it could be?”

“What the hell is a smoothie challenge? This sounds shady. What person just offers their bartender a thousand bucks?”

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audencarvalho:

“Hand to heart, if you orchestrate a marching band to any rap song in my honor, we’ll be bound for life. I’ll never leave your side.”

“Damn if I woulda known that was all it took to get me a ride or die I woulda been setting up the band to play I Need Love ages ago.”

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harlowbishop:

“I’d be down to show you a sneak peek of my wild side,” Harlow began, her voice laden with tease as she leaned over the bed, propping her head on her elbows as she looked down at Brittania, a grin threatening to pull on her full lips, “but only a sneak peek. I’m saving the rest for my special someone out there.” Her face began to warm with a rosy blush, the thought of someone– let alone Britt– loudly cheering her name causing her heart to beat erratically in her chest. “Oh no. No, no, no. That is absolutely frowned upon. I will accept your admiration in the forms of a standing ovation and flowers,” she quickly replied, quickly shaking her head back and forth, “No loud cheering. I will die of mortification.” Tucking loose tendrils of chestnut curls behind her ears, Harlow let her eyes fall to the floor once more, studying her best friend’s pretty face with a curious gaze, “Tell me a secret,” she murmured, toying with a stray ruffle on her comforter, suddenly very interested in the stitching. 

"Shut up," Brittania sat up, laughter full and loud, filling up the entire room. Her tongue stuck out at Harlow and though she was making an effort against it, she was sure her face had a tinge of pink around the cheeks. "You really are practicin' that how to be a fuckboy bullshit aren't you?" Flushed and warm now, it was entirely too easy to feel silly after all of this but she was thankful that Harlow didn't seem to notice these reactions in her. It wasn't that she was sprung or anything, but as inexperienced and young as she was, being around a pretty girl like her--even if it was her best friend-- left her, well feeling some typa way. "Flowers," she balked, with as much of her acting chops as she had, flipping her pony tail back and forth as she shook her head. "God you're expensive and I can't even embarrass you, the fuck am I even here for?" For a moment, Brittania's gaze followed hers and her next words made her feel small. Like an insignificant speck in the universe. She sat up fully, tucking her knees into her and resting her chin atop them. "A secret?" She thought, teeth grazing her lower lip as she wondered what she'd tell her. "I used to tell people my name was Brittany, I had a hard time learning English when I was younger and everyone was cute and blonde and I hated my name," she laughed awkwardly. "Is that silly? You tell me one."

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okaykieran:

“Is that supposed to bother me? Your insults are coming from a middle school level. I’ve heard worse, so that’s just going to make me laugh.” 

“Well considering I haven’t been out of middle school that long that kind of makes sense. Maybe you should think about that next time something smarmy tries to come out your damn mouth, laugh all you want, you’re still hella gross.”

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muchogustogxrcia:

“I was just trying to figure out why you don’t understand him, if I don’t know the reason, there’s nothing I can say and any advice that I can give. If it’s not one of those reasons that I said, then I don’t know why you don’t understand him, so I can’t help you unless you tell me why”

“Oh my god. You’re a dream. Please please always keep that genuine personality because it’s super refreshing. Okay, real talk, I don’t understand im because I think he’s on an acid trip. LIke I’m worried he’s going to start seeing fairies real real soon. You know?”

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“audencarvalho:

“As long as you pick a better soundtrack for the serenade, I’m all in. It really just helps fulfill my ultimate goal of reenacting as many movie scenes in my life as humanly possibly.”

“C’mon, Franky Valli is the man. At least that’s what my pops tells me. I kinda grew up on the oldies. But I can switch it up to somethin’ a little more modern if that’s what you dig. I dunno maybe some You’re All I Need or the classic 97 Bonnie and Clyde. Your pick really. Since this is your dream we’re fulfilling.”

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chasingabby:

“Hey, just accept the c, dude. I know it will suck but unless you work your ass off or regularly ask for help the most you can do is just try your best, and if you try your best then you won’t fail.” Abby shrugged, passing the syllabus back to her. “It’s history, though, so I mean maybe I can help you.”

“Okay-- hold up, put that bitch in reverse. Did you just say accept the c? Brittania Castillo ain’t never had a C in her life and i sure as shit ain’t starting now. Don’t put an emphasis on that maybe, I’ll beg and plead for your help if I have to.”

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natemarino:

“ I mean– if you have ta take it .. is what it is I suppose.”

“Wow-- you really got a future ahead of you as a college advisor, maybe even a motivational speaker or life coach. It is what it is, I’ll be damned.”

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waverlylove:

“what professor is it?? i probably wouldn’t know him unless he taught the music classes or gen eds or whatever, but dude sounds like a fuckin’ trip and a half.”

“I mean it’s not really a gen ed but it’s a freshman science class. I think he’s on a trip an’ a half honestly.”

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sclvers:

“maybe? i really dont pay attention to any teachers of mine, mainly because before this year i skipped a lot”

“Damn, if I ever thought about skipping class you’d be seein’ my dead ass on the news cause my mother would kill me.”

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audencarvalho:

“Okay, look, I wouldn’t offer this for just anyone, but I once witnessed someone pull a Kat Stratford to get someone else outta class and it worked, so if this cracked out sucker gets too bad – I’m just sayin’, I’d do it.”

“M’sorry, forgive me if I have a sudden emotional outburst but-- are you offerin’ to flash someone for me? I think I might cry. I’ll totally serenade you on the bleachers with the marching band behind me in return, cause that really is too good to be true.”

[brittcnia]

text -> open

Abby: Hey look however you spend your Saturday nights is entirely up to you man

Abby: But :( Whyyyy

Brittania: im not letting u have ANY material ever

Brittania: idk i don't like that girl's face???

Brittania: also i rly don't like movies tbh

Brittania: bein in a dark theater makes me feel uncomf

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text -> open

Abby: heyy the tiny little theatre in the student center is showing Wonder Woman tonight you should come with meee

Abby: I'll even pay for your snacks if you want, I just don't wanna go by myself

Brittania: hella sweet offer and all but

Brittania: how do i say this

Brittania: i'd rather choke on a dildo

Brittania: but there's nothing wrong w going to movies by yourself fyi

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kinslcighs:

“I–” Kinsleigh looked overwhelmed, trying to make sense of the syllabus. “Honestly, no. I’m an education major. Thank goodness that I don’t have to take him.” She handed her back the piece of paper. “I wish you all the luck because you’re really going to need it this semester.”

“Damn,” Brittania pouted, crossing her arms over her chest, syllabus flapping to the side. “I feel like you just, tough tittie’d me. What do you think happens when you kill a prof? Everyone gets A’s right?”

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astridpls:

“Oh him yeah I feel like he is the freshman teacher, he likes them real young. I guess only if you get caught and why would you want to be caught sleeping with him. Babe you have all of my loyalty and I take one for the team when needed. So he is my French teacher but since I know French like its my left arm I basically spend all day staring at him and he is the swimming coach can we scream how lucky I am, I am even considering being his TA just chime the wedding bells”

“Not sure how I feel about you sayin’ he likes ‘em young. That makes me feel like a piece of meat  an’ also makes me wanna puke right in my mouth. See if you really get married you got a story to tell the kids, right? Just make sure you dress real skimpy, cause men are hoes and they just care about you showing some skin.”