#c:brandon

[kitblckthrn]

˙ ˖ ✶ Brandon

Kit still felt like shit for what had happened between him and Brandon, and he hated how it just left off. His own manic episode hurt the man he loves, and now he didn't really know how to make it right. If he even could. But the view before him was a surprise to say the least. "You're drinking?" Kit was left speechless. "I'll take an amaretto sour please," he mused before looking over at his best friend. "Never thought I'd see you out and swimming about like this,"

OPEN STARTER | @hidehillstart

Brandon had officially hit the fuck it button in life. No matter what he tried, he couldn't figure out shit, couldn't piece together a single part of the shadow mystery, and no matter how hard he tried, people still died. So, why even bother? If he was going to die - might as well enjoy the last part of his life, right? Fuck it. And that was why he was uncharacteristically in the pool, joining in in the rounds of shot-taking, and laughing and having a good time. "Hey," he greeted with a smile as someone swam up to the pool bar next to him. "What do you want? I-It's on me, a-anything you want," Bran offered.

[jaxonfrchld]

˙ ˖ ✶ Brandon

"Hey, you doing alright for this wedding season, seeing as it's pretty obvious you're very much in love with candy bar boy," @thebrandxnharris

[skylarowcns]

BRANDON’S APARTMENT July 2nd w/ @branshapiro​

Skylar glanced down at the crossword puzzle in front of her, holding the pen in her hand. “Hmm?” She hummed as she raised her eyes up to look at Brandon who was sitting across from her. “I’m not sure what you said... I’ve been trying to figure out N.C’s state group... like what the hell does that even mean?” She laughed as she lifted her head up to look at the male in front of her, giving him a small smile. If she had been honest, the reason she had been sitting across from him instead of in her apartment because she was tired of sitting in the empty apartment, replying the scene that happened in her living room and she knew if she kept sitting on the couch she was going to bury herself. It seemed that since Summer Palooza, the blonde hadn’t been able to keep her head above water and that’s what she was desperate for... a life raft to keep her from drowning.

[endlessdrifter]

@fortunetellsrp​

That was the third disappearance ever since he and Samuel teamed up. How on earth did they cross each other’s path was still a mystery to him, but even now he could feel the other’s magic calling to him, like a beacon. And they weren’t even that far apart. There must’ve been some sort of affinity to their power or something, he thought, which would be something for him to look into once they’ve figured out the case at hand.

“Hey Sam, look,” he called to the other for him to come. “Here’s another trace of magic,” he pointed out at one of the corners of the warehouse. The spell their culprit was using to abduct people had been clearly cast there.

“And there are tracks... 2 pair of feet came here, but it looks like only one left...”

[scarlopez]

txt ; father of the twins

SCAR: The twins made you something for Father's day.

[winklewinklelittlest4r]

Finds himself crawling into Brandon’s bed that night instead of staying in James’ bed. Snuggling in close to his best friend with a small yawn. For some reason he couldn’t sleep after everything that had happened in the last month he wasn’t sure what was causing his insomnia but he was more than certain it was his dad.

@brandon-kelly-rp

[reallifehqgossip]

Any couples that you're dying to possibly see around here?

“Couples that I am DYING to see? Can I just list random names in sets of two and see what happens? That’s what I’m going to do. I want to see Val and Olly, Quentin and Gigi, Dylan and Evie, Dexter and myself, Edu and Stella, Kendall and Brandon, Josie and Kelan, Avery and Mickey, Siobhan and Max. Good luck with that. If you want answers that make sense come to me with couples and I’ll tell you if they’re hot or not.” 

[rhiannonindigo]

“What does he teach?” Rhia asked. Her chin rested lazily in the palm of her hand, swirling the sugary coffee cup around in her hand. She wasn’t much of a coffee fan, but when Brandon suggested it when they’d crossed paths in the halls, she felt intrigued enough to go along. Mildly amused by the brunette’s exasperation, she offered a sympathetic smile to his complaints. She perked up at his question and made a show of leaning in to check his forehead. “Ooh, yeah, you have a bit right-” Rhia brought her pointer finger to the tip of Brandon’s nose to give a small tap. “Here,” she finished with a self-satisfied smirk, leaning back in her chair. “If you’re so bored in class, why are you taking it?” Rhia asked.

location: anywhere on campus - live ur dreamz open: @luxorstarters​

“Never sign up for a class with Professor Manziel. He’s a total fuckin’ windbag,” he warned, grimacing deeply. Brandon felt physically exhausted despite having just sat still for the last two hours, his shoulders held in a tense line as he carded both hands through his hair. It had to count as some form of psychological torture to be cooped up in a lecture hall for that long. “Do I have pen smeared all over my forehead? Because I just about faceplanted into my notes a dozen times out of sheer boredom.”

[seanrps]

“What the hell is your problem?” Brandon asked as he glared at Dexter. They were just thrown out of the club after Dex punched out a guy that was talking to Brandon. “I told you, he wasn’t flirting with me!”

@boysinmasks

[vagabond-vienna]

{starter with @brandsegal​}

It had been too long since Vienna had gotten a tattoo. Nearly a year and a half to be exact. And although that tattoo had been given to her at a tattoo studio more than 5,000 miles away, it wasn’t much unlike the studio she now found herself walking into: Vices. At least this time she could speak the native language. That helped. 

The soft and oddly calming buzz of a tattoo machine greeted Vienna as she walked casually into the shop, an oversized hoodie falling lazily off one of her shoulders. “Hello,” she called out in her sing-songy voice to no one in particular, walking up to the counter and leaning against it, waiting for someone to assist her. 

[kitblckthrn]

˙ ˖ ✶ Brandon

Kit had known the red X on Em's door had been a distraction, something to get someone else secluded, so that the shadow's target would be left defenseless. But Sasha Kang, this one hit hard, she was one of his best friends, his favorite people, there wasn't a day he didn't remember where she babied him until he blushed and told her to stop. She was like an older sister to him, she was family. So he found himself in the woods and let out his anger the only way he knew how, his fists. He punched until his knuckles split, until the bandages on his palms were nothing more than ragged dirty cloths. He'd get back to investigating, as the more the thought about it the more his theory began to make sense.

"Wasn't really going to say much of anything since we're not friends anymore, apparently." It hurt to say but he wasn't really in the mood to be soft and sweet, but this was Brandon, so he hated seeing him hurt more than anything in the world. "Just don't get a cold, if you and Dakota are going to solve this you're gonna have to be at your best. I'll conduct my own by myself,"

location: anywhere that fits. | starter status: open. | @hidehillstart

Brandon couldn't remember much of the last few hours since he'd read the news. The first thing he had done was get on his bike and cycle across to Sasha's house to try and prove to himself that, like the roses and X on Em's door, this was all just a sick joke - a freshman prank. But it wasn't. The Police were there, the crime scene tape was up, and one of his Dad's old friends had to physically stop Brandon from pushing into the house, holding him in a far too aggressive hug for what felt like a lifetime. Go home, Brandon. Go home. But how could he? Sasha had been one of his favorite people in the world. From when they were little kids and she'd show him the latest dance routine she came up with to watching her dominate the music world both on her own and with her band... He might not have run any of those hundreds of fan accounts or purchased every last bit of merchandise she released, but he had always been her number-one fan. He loved her. And now she was dead.

As the day turned into night, Brandon's pain turned into anger. Just yesterday he had been walking around the park with Dakota telling her how he was done trying to figure out who was behind the murders. But everything had changed since then. He was going to find out who killed Sasha, and he was going to kill them. He didn't care if he went to prison for it. He was going to fucking kill them. And that's what he was thinking about as he sat in the cold evening air, chest rising and falling, eyes as dark as the sky above him. A broken twig from a misplaced foot reminded him of the real world, but he didn't jump - he didn't even move. "If you're going t-to tell me to go home, or t-tell me how sorry you are, you can fuck off."

[endlessdrifter]

@lotcria

La mansión de los Scryer podría ser su reino, pero los espesos bosques de Saguenay eran su verdadero refugio. Allí es donde Brandon se sentía realmente a gusto, lejos de las miradas inquisitivas y de las expectativas de sus padres, de sus tíos... Allí, en medio de la maleza y el silencio, es donde podía realmente ser él mismo.

Así, como le era costumbre, se fue a practicar su magia negra por su cuenta, a descansar del mundo, a aprovechar el hermoso día de comienzos de otoño para echarse desnudo a su río favorito. Claro que lo último que esperaba era encontrarse a otra persona allí, y mucho menos que fuera el instructor que llevaba los últimos días hablándoles de ciertas formas de sanación mágica.

Tuvo que volver al agua, dejando que le tapase hasta encima del ombligo... Aunque ya era demasiado tarde. Ya le habían visto todo.

“... Es de mala educación aparecérsele así a la gente, señor Black,” saludó con un claro sonrojo y una voz titubeante.

[scarlopez]

break up time ;; prv

Brandon.

[romcnticism]

“Oh, so now I’m not good enough for you?” It’s laughable, he supposes and he is doing his best to act as though that’s exactly what he perceives this to be; absolutely hilarious. That there’s no heart wrenching agony currently lingering deep within his chest; that he doesn’t want to crumble into a tearful mess on their floor, or beg them to reconsider. Of course not, he wasn’t one to fall hard for somebody and certainly not somebody taken, somebody who isn’t able to love him back. “You going to tell them about me?” He asks, with a smirk on his lips; doing his best to keep his gaze stuck upon their own, even if there’s an undeniable chance they will give all his secrets away. // @lonelyhovr

[lexa-maxwell]

itsbrandonkelly​:

Brandon frowned at the list he was holding before looking up at the busy market ahead of him. It shouldn’t be as difficult as he was starting to think it would be. He was sure, when actually adding to Joonie’s shopping list, that he had this. Shopping was second nature to him, something he can do and, on few occasions, has done in his sleep. Staring at the busy market in front of him now, without any guide or assistance, he found himself sighing as he ran his hand through his freshly dyed hair. “How the fuck do you hate being around people and manage to comfortably navigate around this? Ugh.” Folding the list first, he made his way to one of the stalls and tapped the fellow market-goer lightly on the arm. “Hi. Excuse me, sorry. I don’t suppose you know if there’s like.. a map or any kind of actual coherent layout of this place?”

@santamonicarp-starters

Lexa was definitely not a fan of how packed the supermarket was on a day like today, but on a day like today, it was going to be another bustling weekend in Santa Monica. Taking a look at her grocery list, she made sure to keep her cart at least under 15 items as she could see that it was the shortest line whenever she circled around. As she went to grab her final item, someone had tapped her shoulder causing her to quickly whip around. “HM? Oh, yeah, there’s actually an interactive map that you can download from the store’s website and add it to your google or iMap. Here,” She tapped on her watch and scrolled to show the pink haired man the map.

[sagiittvrius-blog]

“These are definitely not mine even though they ended up in my laundry.  You have great taste in underwear though,” he said, standing in front of the other person wearing nothing but the offending piece.  His hands covered his groin as the panties were a little too small.