#c:brielle

[ignoringevery-omen]

closed starter for @cantfightmoonlight — bri where: strawberry and peach picking

She couldn't resist lolling her head back and closing her eyes, letting the sun blanket her face in a searing kiss. She loved summer, the heat, the long days and hot nights, and this was her version of perfect, the smell of summer and the feel of strawberry juice sticky on her fingers from how many she'd eaten as they picked. "Honestly, if this was the rest of my life I would be very happy." She admitted, looking down from the sun over to Bri, the woman looking orange as her eyes readjusted from the sun. "And I could embrace wearing the cowboy get up every day, I am really liking the hats." She chuckled, doing a little spin and flashing off her outfit, always a sucker for a theme.

[jaxonfrchld]

@briellepercz

"Before you ask, yes I've been investigating, but none of this truly makes sense cause now there's no real...well anything tying it to the Wilson sisters and their pet boy toy, but with that being said I'm leaving most of the work to someone else. I've got someone to protect so I can't go all gunho and get myself hurt."

[scarsantiagx]

˙ ˖ ✶ Brielle

"Do you think there will be a time when we're not being accosted by people with sadistic tendencies?" @briellepercz

[kitblckthrn]

˙ ˖ ✶ Brielle

"I'm getting pretty freaking nervous now that the day is coming up, like what if he changes his mind, what if he realizes he could fall in love with someone a lot better than me," @briellepercz

[ajjrpsarchive]

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The crowd was big not as big as what it usually was on the weekends, the brunette was suppose to be off tonight. But of course one the girls had gotten sick, so Rachel had no choice but call her in.  Usually when that happened, she wouldn’t call anyone in but as soon as the brunette walked in, she understood why she did. She only agreed to come in and do a few sets tonight, that was it. Brielle, had to cancel plans with Adele tonight just to be here so Rachel promised her that she could leave early. Which she was thankful for. After her first couple of sets, the night seemed to be going easy. It wasn’t till the third set, that she noticed the redhead. Her girlfriend. Of course she had to keep her composure while she was on stage. What the hell was she doing her?! This club wasn’t exactly her scene. After her set, the brunette changed quickly and left to go onto the main floor. Looking for Adele, once she spotted her, Brielle started towards her and stopped walking when she finally reached her. “What the hell are doing here?!”

[ajjrpsarchive]

Brielle had just come off from stage, so she was just cleaning herself up when she heard her phone go off. It had been unexpected considering it was late, and she didn’t think Adele would still be up. But the moment that she opened the message, the brunette was surprised. Adele was full of surprises, and she liked that. She couldn’t help but blush. ‘Trying to distract me from studying? Cause I could use the distraction.’ She shot her a text back, and shook her head. She was pretty sure that she could get out of work early.

[amadeoscheiffer-blog]

@briellecastillo​ "Entonces, ¿tienes algún enamoramiento secreto por ahí?"

El organismo descansando sobre la comodidad de una de las múltiples bancas exteriores, las infinidades zafiro perdidas entre la visión panorámica del paralelo entre el atardecer y el escenario caótico digno de centenares estudiantiles inmersos en sus propios océanos de preocupaciones. Desde la percepción de su oído izquierdo la dulzura vocal femenina, los tintes personales pintando cada palabra esbozada, robando sonrisas ladinas e interesantes argumentos. Si debía disponer de una única palabra para la descripción de su acompañante utilizaría algún sinónimo de calidez o, quizá, de luminiscencia. Apenas conocía a la de hebras chocolate, mas hasta una víctima de deficiencia visual podría advertir el fulgor de la morena. "No, no realmente." La contestación simple, la carencia de notas anónimas comprensible ante su falta de interés previa en el socializar; sus planes iniciales consistían en la búsqueda de un escape institucional, la forma de ser expulsado de uno de los pocos establecimientos restantes que aceptarían un expediente como el propio. "Se supone que deben llegarme chocolates o algo así, ¿no? No estaría mal una caja." Ligera pausa, exhalación consiguiente. Un pequeño intento de modificar su posición en el asiento elegido. "¿Qué hay de ti, Brielle? ¿Algún admirador misterioso dando vueltas?"

[jamesfabray]

ARE YOU A FINGERS IN THE BOOTY ASS BITCH?

In your dreams, surely.