#c:brad

[olliexheywood]

"I can understand that totally, I bet they ask a lot of questions about why he is not like the one on the TV. Perfect time to explain the difference between real life and cartoons," he spoke nodding his head. Ollie often never really worked with kids but he was good with them. "Ya, I feel like you were born to be a pediatrician."

Smiling he nodded, "yeah they get pretty excited. But mostly they look confused since he doesn't look like the cartoon." Brad shrugged knowing the ones who could understand get a kick out of it. But mostly they just liked being able to pet and play with a dog. "Thanks. I'm just glad my old man did it first you know?"

[renee-iglesias]

@bradley-jordan​

“These party games are stupid. Who wants to make out with someone just because the rules say you have to do it?”

[completemessx]

@lostxinstereo​ basado en roaring 20s

 “¿Quieres hablarle?" señaló con la barbilla a un muchacho no muy lejos de donde se encontraban, recordaba haberlo visto en mas de una ocasión en sus redes sociales. Uno de esos influencers que él no comprendía como llegaban a tener tanto poder.  “Te digo, mientras menos te lo pienses mejor. No le des vueltas al asunto” Tal vez ese era el peor consejo del mundo en ese momento. Ser una figura pública implicaba tener miles de ojos sobre ti, y había que tener cuidado con lo que uno decía o hacía. Pero a personas como Brad, esas cosas le importaban poco y nada. Así que ahí estaba, intentando darle un empujoncito a la castaña.

[unsteadyxmuses]

tag drop for brad steele

[mama-bree]

No fighting babe. Just messing with them. Plus i cant leave you. Invested too many years on you. Parents love you. Siblings love you. Grandma keeps asking for a ring.

bringonthebrad:

mama-bree:

Seriously. Im buying you a dictionary for christmas instead of videogames. To guilt bradley is to make someone feel bad for something they did or say in our case. Play on emotions. Ja feel?

uh jokes on you. gigi bot me a dictionary already. i dunno where it is but my mom says im not allowanced to give it away.

Can we end this now guys?  Seriously, seeing my best friend and best girl fight is… unpleasant.  Brad, she would never leave me… Aubree… I know you’re loyal to us and can be loyal to your other group as well.

[aj-rpsss]

tag drop for brad steele

[aj-writess-blog]

tag drop for brad steele

[renee-iglesias]

"Considering I really, really don't feel like going out either? That sounds like a perfect night to me. What's going on? Have you been hitting the books too hard again?" She slouched down on the couch beside him.

@renee-iglesias

“Would it be cool if we stayed in tonight and I just order food? I’m beat this week.”

[rush-directory-blog]

"Culture is Pride, Pride is Success”

bradley bishop is the youngest child to amelia and bradley bishop ii. he lived quite a privileged lifestyle, able to buy anything that he wanted. the boy almost always got his way. life really wasn't that difficult for him; being athletic, rich, and well liked tends to have its perks. brad had a knack for sports which led him to becoming a jock at his high school. following in the stereotype, he associated with the cool kids and picked on the nerds. when his senior year of high school rolled around, brad shocked his parents by announcing that he would not be attending college and instead would be traveling the world to find himself. his father exploded, though somehow his wife managed to calm him down and convince him that his travels would help mature brad. traveling around europe did not mature brad in the slightest. the boy was quite reckless with his money, often going to clubs at night and getting wasted. at one point he got a job as a club promoter in italy but got fired after being involved in a fight. eventually brad's fun came to an end when he ran short on funds. he attempted to get money from his parents, but his father refused to help him out unless he came back to the states and attended college. brad agreed and decided to apply for his parents' alma mater, central florida university. though his parents may have provided a helpful hand, brad was eventually accepted into the university. rushing for a fraternity came as a no brainer. he found himself unsure of whether to rush kappa or beta. ultimately he chose to rush kappa eta sigma. brad knew of the frat's great reputation and was looking forward to the parties. he was also well aware that his father would murder him if he rushed any other frat; every bishop man had been a part of the fraternity. his legacy status and ability to get along well with the other brothers earned him a bid. currently he plays on cfu's baseball team as a shortstop and on the football team as a running back. although he rarely takes things seriously, he is absolutely dedicated to his teams just as much as he is to his fraternity.

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[renee-iglesias]

@bradley-jordan​

“Hey, you really did come!” The hug was perhaps a little bit too needy, Renee practically flinging herself into his arms but she didn’t really care. Their texts had her craving to simply just hug him. “I’m sorry -- I know it’s silly. Asking you to come over so late but I guess I really just wanted to see you.”

[gospel-of-lily-blog]

[text]: Thank you, thank you.

[text]: Okay cool 👌 let me know when you’re here! Gotta make sure big Bitch isn’t here to embarrass me. Or well, us.

From Brad [text] Hey, you busy tonight?

[text]: Nope! Why what’s up??

[completemessx]

[ @rperindie​ ]

Brad había decidido malgastar sus pocos billetes en salir a tomar unos tragos con amigos. Sabía que probablemente debería estar guardando el dinero y haciendo lo que muchos llamaban ‘ahorrar’, pero realmente aquello no cruzo su mente cuando le propusieron ir a su bar favorito. Quedaba en el limite de la ciudad, y usualmente por allí caminaban los personajes más extraños. Entre vaso y vaso, terminó perdiendo la cuenta de bebidas en cuanto el efecto empezó a causar gran alegría en él. Una carcajada fue interrumpida cuando su móvil empezó a vibrar dentro de su bolsillo y se tomó un momento para contestar. Que tonto de su parte, apenas podía escuchar al otro lado de la linea. “¿Hola? ¿Hola?” llamó una, dos, tres veces incluso mientras que con el ceño apenitas fruncido se alejaba de sus amigos para intentar encontrar un sitio más tranquilo. Llegó a colocarse cerca de la puerta para intentar escuchar, pero no funcionó. Finalmente decidió terminar la llamada y emprender camino a la barra otra vez. Fue en cuanto empezó a caminar que divisó, ahí entre algunas personas estaba...¿estaba Sky? Su ceño se arrugó sobre sus claros, el alcohol no era el culpable de esto. ¡Era real! Sky estaba ahí y el solamente pudo empezar a caminar en su dirección, ¿que hacía una chica como ella en ese lado de la ciudad?

[sshesnotafraidd-blog]

-- Me agradaría saber qué es lo que te molesta tanto. -- Comentó el chico, frustrado. Llevaba un tiempo discutiendo con la persona que estaba frente a sí, y no lograban llegar a un acuerdo.

[gospel-of-lily-blog]

[text] suckup lol

[text]: really? Yeah, I would love that! I’ll let her know

From Brad [text] Hey... do you have plans tonight? Because my brother is going all out for Thanksgiving, and there will be too much food.

[text]: hey! Honestly I would love that. I need something a break from thinking. Should I dress up?

[tinathesmilingmermaid-blog]

If you’re dancing in September is there never a cloudy day?

Those two things don’t have any correlation?! 

[missshelbycorcoran-blog]

What’s it like to hold hands with your heart?

My heart is in my body, so, I don’t hold hands with them. Neither do I hold hearts with my hands.