you are light

I heard that you've been Self-medicating in the quiet of your room, Your sweet, suburban tomb.

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mcrcelincarkcll:

the girl groaned, shaking her bare, soaked leg in the air in hopes to rid it of the freezing water. “ yeah. yeah, whatever— would’ve helped if you caught it. “ she gave a soft chuckle, bringing her cigarette up to her lips. “ yeah, so did i— but they’ve been throwing them all morning, guess it’s douche tradition. “

“oh c’mon lighten up.” bradley smirked. “who’re we to stand in the way of tradition? — oh, speaking of that.” he perked up in his seat, turning to better face her. “you know how lansdale’s doing that dance or whatever, next week?”

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marniec0llins:

Rhythmically tapping her shoe impatiently against the tile floor, Marnie stared at the boy with such a blank expression she seemingly almost resembled an emotionless statue. “Do I want your help? You can’t even walk down the hall without breaking something and you expect me to trust you with my gear?” the brunette scoffed, the her indifferent features shifting into one of mocking humor. Though as soon as the words left her lips, her mind instantly changed. Chewing on her bottom lip in thought, Marnie crossed her arms tightly over her chest and looked Bradley up and down. “How strong would you say you are on a scale of one to ten– one being newborn child and ten matching the likes of the Hulk?”

Weirdly enough, Brad seemed to get that question a lot. - But then again, he also broke other people’s items a lot; and offered manual labor in return more than anything else. Bradley mulled it over in his head for a minute. Football was a factor, but so was the ungodly amount of fast food he consumed. He’d been working out a lot more, but also taking full advantage of the on-campus coffee shop. “I’d rate it like an eight.” he said earnestly. “Plus, I’m super sorry, so maybe a nine for the extra determination to make this up to you.”

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mcrcelincarkcll:

“ what in the hell was that? “ the girl squealed, jumping up from her spot on the couch. her legs were soaked in water, succulent drops fraying into her hair as her jaw dropped open. she knew some of the students had gotten into a beginning-of-the-year waterballoon fight, but since when was she a starget?

bradley’s hand was frozen right in front of marcy’s face, a clenched fist representing his failed attempt at blocking the balloon. “i want it on the record that i tried to catch that.” he laughed. “  —  you know, i forgot that balloon fights were even a thing here.”

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laurvlines:

She lightly nodded her head before spinning on her heel towards the fridge of the small kitchen. Yanking open the door, her sleepy, red-rimmed eyes searched the shelves before settling on a jug of milk. Laureline yanked it out, plopped it on the counter, and searched the cabinets for her ‘L’ marked mug. “That’s why I don’t drink coffee. Well, also my parents won’t let me. Last time I had coffee I didn’t sleep for three and a half days. Granted, it was mixed with Red Bull.”

Careful to not let a single drop of the creamy liquid fall on the kitchen counter, Laureline waited until the milk had reached the very rim of her cup before replacing the cap and sliding the jug back into the refrigerator. “Oh, it was horrible. Are you sure it won’t scare you?” she questioned while settling into one of the plushy chairs herself. “It was about an army of parrots chasing after me. They kept squawking ‘Polly wants a cracker’ even though I repeatedly yelled that my name isn’t Polly.”

“My aunt had a parrot once.” Bradley offered up. “They’re funny little dudes. Here wait -- ” The thought struck him to pull his phone out and show her a picture. “This is him. She calls him Iago, like the one from Aladdin.” Bradley grinned. “I don’t know that that helps your nightmares exactly but.” he shrugged, sliding the cell back into his pocket. “Sorry it’s keeping you up, though.”

Finishing off the chili in his bowl, Brad crossed to the lounge’s sink, letting the water run a bit before he started washing. “I admit, it’s nice to have the company though. If you hadn’t shown up, I probably would’ve stared out the window and like, disassociated.”

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marniec0llins:

Marnie had already begun plotting her radical revenge, a malicious humor glinting in her otherwise angry eyes. She was prepared to assure him that there was no way he was going to wiggle his way out of the predicament like the principle’s son so often did, the girl cut herself off before a single syllable could leave her lips. Her brows furrowed, staring at the key with careful calculation. “That depends. Does the astronomy tower have wifi and other stuff that could be useful in hacking into the pentagon database? Because if not then no deal, buster.” All of her equipment was back on the dormitory roof, and there was no way shed be able to haul it over to the astronomy tower discreetly. Besides, she had only just finished camflouging the equipment that afternoon so it couldn’t be picked up by satellites.

“Right, right. The pentagon.” Bradley said, just remembering Marnie in all her conspiracist glory. The male had his own reservations about her opinions, but he’d never been one to judge what he didn’t fully understand. “Well maybe I could make it up to you some other way.” he pointed out, stuffing his hands in his pockets. “You need an extra hand up there?" Bradley had heard somewhere, once or twice, that Marnie had spent a lot of her time on the roof. He’d never gone to see what the fuss was about, but he’d always been vaguely curious.

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theoliviafoster:

“Listen, I really don’t care what your argument is. I know what pizza is supposed to look like and this is not it.” Liv huffed as she shoved the shitty excuse for her favorite food in her mouth. “It doesn’t even taste like pizza!” She immediately spat the bite she had just taken out into a napkin and pushed her tray away.

“The tacos aren’t looking so hot either, chickie.” Bradley still hadn’t tried to take a bite from his plate. The shells were starting to get soggy, though he could’ve sworn they’d been served to him like that. “Bummer. I missed lunch so I was like, SO looking forward to this.”

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laurvlines:

Rubbing her eyes groggily, the blonde stumbled down the hall still half asleep. Still, after lying in bed for another thirty-minutes after her sudden awakening the petite girl had been unable to doze off once more. Laureline almost didn’t notice the other upon first entering the student lounge. It wasn’t until his voice finally broke the silence did she jump out of fright and spin in his direction.

“Oh my goodness! You gave me a heart-attack. Well, not a real one– just a metaphorical one.” she said, tugging at the string of the hoodie she had pulled over her pajamas. “I had a nightmare and couldn’t fall back asleep.” Lo admitted with a twist of her lips. “Did you have a nightmare, too? I know a really good trick to make them go away!”

Bradley blinked slowly as the girl gathered her bearings. He let her have a moment, minding his own chili and watching the clock. Almost two am now, and a school night no less. That fucking sucked. “Nah, can’t say it was.” Brad chuckled, pushing food back and forth in his bowl. “I think I just had too much coffee today. I could only pass out for like, an hour so. Here I am.” 

He sunk into one of the kitchen island’s stools, a tired sigh falling from his lips. “What was your nightmare about?”

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weezieadams:

Weezie was sitting in the kitchen of the student lounge. She had what was left of the cake she had made for the first GSA meeting of the year, a carton of ice cream and a couple of extra forks in case anyone stopped by and wanted some. Seeing someone familiar walk past, she called over to them. 

“Hey! Do you want to share some cake?”

“Dude.” Bradley said, eyes widening. “Fuck yeah I want some cake!” He approached beaming, and immediately went to reach for one of the forks. “You’re like, a dessert angel or some shit. Who are you?”

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marniec0llins:

“You’re damn right it’s your bad.” the brunette huffed, not bothering to give the other a second glance as she dove for her telescope. It didn’t take long to see the immediate damage– a broken lens. Marnie bit down on her bottom lip so hard it was a miracle it didn’t start bleeding. “I should break your nose. Or maybe put nair in your shampoo bottle? Oh, or I could always rub poison ivy on your razors.” She wasn’t quite sure how effective the third would be, but she said it in such a tone it sounded menacing anyway.

Bradley cringed at the sight of the broken lens. “Shit.” he repeated, knowing full well it offered nothing to the existing dilemma. He simply stared for a second - helpless - before an idea struck him. - And a good one at that. He began patting his pocket. “Uh, you know what?” Brad trailed off, fishing for one particular key among many. Once he found it, he pulled it triumphantly out of its hiding place, waving it for the girl to see. “I’ll make amends! How about we go check out the astronomy tower instead? See what cool shit they’ve got goin’ on.” Bradley nodded towards the broken telescope. “That’s like, the same kinda stuff you were doing right?”

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allisoncolexx:

Allison was usually a night owl, finding herself not being able to sleep. So she grabbed he book and a quick snack, heading to the lounge in her fuzzy pajama pants and a tank top. She was taken by surprise at seeing someone else in the lounge, but blushed and offered a kind smile anyway.

“Nice chili,” she commented. She took a seat across from him just to be friendly, and she got comfortable with her snack. “What brings you here this late? Yeah, sleep wasn’t happening for me.”

Bradley set the spoon — or ladle rather, it was the only clean utensil in the lounge — down into his bowl. “Sleep definitely wasn’t happening for me either.” he admitted, leaning on the kitchen counter. “My own damn fault for pounding like six coffees today, though. - Speaking of,” Brad crossed the island to the coffee maker. “You want one? I figure it’s probably easier to just fuckin’ get through the rest of the night, and fall asleep early tomorrow.”

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marniec0llins:

Marnie rushed down the hallway, her newly assembled telescope clutched tightly in her hand– though, clearly not tight enough. As she turned the corner the brunette crashed into another with such force that she stumbled back and lost her grip on the device, watching in horror as the telescope fell to the ground. “Watch it!” Marnie shouted as she bent down to pick it up once more. “If that’d broke, I would’ve taken one of the pieces and busted you upside the head!”

Bradley could feel the damn wind being knocked out of his system in two seconds flat. His hand immediately went to his side, his gaze frantically trying to figure out exactly what had just gone down. All he felt was pain. And saw a large object clatter to the floor. “Shit, sorry.” Brad said, once he’d finally gotten his bearings. “I was zoning out. That’s my bad. - Uhh, is it alright?”

[brvdleys]

Bradley had his face inches from a bowl of chili; his moans drowned out by black beans and beef. Thankfully, the student lounge was empty at this time, as the clock was just about to strike one am. He’d woken up restless and hungry about an hour ago, and ventured out to the only place he could make noise this early without getting scorned. 

Brad was practically on clouds until he heard the door tug open, to which he met with a moment of silence for his now-dead peace. And after a beat - “Mornin’ to you.” Brad offered, using his thumb to wipe chili from his lip. “Couldn’t get any sleep?”

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an intro post :’)

HELLO ok so lil bit about my new son Bradley before i dive into dem starters!

he’s the principle’s (headmaster?? idk) son so his whole Thing is selling/renting access to different areas of the campus after hours through copies of keys he steals from his dad lmfao. so think like the pool, the library, classrooms, etc. he also breaks into his dad’s office a lot so he can change grades/shit on the school records so he charges for that too -- but it’s like a hella steep price

^^ i’d love any kinda plots regarding that tbh

um uM bit of a party animal lmfao. he’s not even into getting Lit that much he just likes the thrill of throwin them i think?? and the reputation points aaewfa

so yeah that’s where that wanted connection comes from! he and his squad are like known for throwin these Wildin parties, esp in weird Risque places like the school pool or empty classrooms.

preeeeetty chill dude! i’m goin for a bit of a stoner vibe with this one i think, except a little bit less? basically he’s laidback, go with the flow ya feel

das it. hmu for plots, or even like this and i’ll find u! i doubt this is gonna be at the top of the dash for too long afaewf but still <3