#bri 💜

[fakeoutbf]

and then i’ll either get him to abort that thing or i’ll be the best deadbeat dad you’ve ever seen

[onetouchparadise]

Pink and ily 💖

Awe girlie 🩷 ily too!

🥹 you make me cry from joy

[leonsliga]

Wishing the happiest of birthdays to our very own part-time professional footballer, full-time professional cuddler Leon Scoretzka. May his bubble boobs be bulging and his Zaubertrank be overflowing, today of all days ☕️❤️🤍

[briannaswords]

Happy Halloween Bri!!!!

Trick or treat!! 👻

zoya!!! happy halloween!!

Treat!! you get some lovely German Haribos

and a snippet!!

I have to admit, I feel bad for Sadie. This is still the girl I called best friend for all the years of my life, the girl who I’ve played netball with side-by-side for nine years, the girl whose room I know inside out, the girl who knows how I’m feeling before I even say it, the girl who showed me how to use eyeliner, the first person I look for when I enter a room.

[crimsonicarus]

🎥💖🌅 girlie 🫶

🎥 A song that gives you a really specific mental image: broken bones for some reason gives me campfire singing circle vibes for some odd reason, i can picture people clapping while singing.

💖 A guilty pleasure song: adding to the other 2 perhaps money by lisa, i hate the lyrics but im M A N I F E S T I NG also the rhythm is bomb

🌅 A song for sunrise: sunlight by Hozier is the only valid answer, sorry i don't make the rules

[pluckydean]

did i just come out to someone irl for the first time ever on my lunch break? like a moron? sure did.

[brooooswriting]

Hello, I love your writing so much!

Can I request this prompt with Brie, pretty please?

"Don't go on that date."

"Why?"

"You know why."

"Say it."

Where Brie and R are friends but R is in love with her. Maybe a little angst with a happy ending?

No pressure if you don't feel like it. Thank you 💜

I love this request

“Please, Brie, I promise she's so sweet and nice. Plus, she's hot. You'll like her,” Lizzie tried to convince her as she sat across from her. She and Scarlett had gotten her a blind date. You sat in the kitchen with Tessa, playing some card game that was long abandoned as you listened to their conversation. Your heart broke when you heard Brie say that she'll go.

But this was your own fault. You had gotten friend-zoned a long time ago, as Brie never took your flirting for real. You had flirted too much with too many people in front of her. However, she was the only one who never noticed how different your flirting was when it was with her.

You were so much more truthful, and you always complimented her. It wasn't hard to realize that you were in love with her. They all knew; Scar, Lizzie, Tessa, Robert, and even Chris. At this point, you were sure she knew, too, but she didn't feel the same, so she acted like she didn't know.

Lizzie felt terrible for you, but it was no use. No matter how much she pushed you, you never made a move, and she also didn't wanna see Brie so lonely. So, once she met this girl she immediately thought of her blonde friend.

“Y/n, Tessa. Get over here so we can finally watch a movie,” Scarlett called out once she had decided which movie to watch. With a sigh, you both stood up and made your way to the couch. Unsurprisingly, you had the seat next to Brie, the worst thing that could have happened to you at that moment. She smiled up at you, making your heart beat faster.

“Hey, lovely,” you said with a smile as you sat down. It wasn't unusual for you to call her pet names like that. Another thing that was different from your normal flirting was that you never once called somebody lovely or darling. But it didn't matter now. If Lizzie’s Girl was really that perfect for the blonde, it was over for you.

You had been so in your thoughts that you missed the whole movie. It was impossible to recall even one scene. During the film, the actress decided to cuddle into you, making it even harder to concentrate as you imagined a life where this was normal. “So, how'd you like the film?” she asked once the post-credits rolled, but you only stared at her. “Y/n?” she called out again, making you flinch a bit before focusing on what she said.

“Sorry, what did you say?” you asked once you had collected your thoughts.

“What's wrong?” brie suddenly asked, using her hand to cup your face. At this moment, you realize that you couldn't do this. It was too much, and so you did the only thing you knew how to do. You left.

“I'm sorry, I gotta go. Thanks for hosting Scarlett. Bye, guys.” You rushed the words out as you stood up. Disappearing before anyone could stop you.

Nobody had heard from you in two days, and you hadn't planned on talking to anyone for the next couple of weeks. Today was Bries' blind date, which meant that for the next week or so, everybody was going to talk about it. That was something that you could go without. The only texts you read were the ones from your home screen. Several pictures of the blonde trying on different outfits for tonight. Gosh, how you hated this. There were texts from the other three, hyping her up and telling her which one looked the best.

‘I’d rather stay home in a hoodie and sweatpants, ’ the newest text from Brie read, and again, you looked at the picture. Your heart skipped a beat when you saw that she was wearing your hoodie, the one from high school with your name on the back.

Ten minutes later, you stood in front of Brie’s house. As is trying to remake a disgustingly cheesy movie, it had started pouring halfway to the blonde's house. You looked so out of place, you were wearing sweatpants and a hoodie, and your hair was in a messy bun. For a moment you considered walking back to your apartment, leaving Brie to get with someone else. But now you were here and you had to at least try.

So, like any sane person would, you hammered on the door until she opened it. The second the door was open, you interrupted her. “Don't go on that date,” you got out between rattling teeth, the coldness, and the rain getting to you.

She looked at you for a second. “Why?” her face was stoic, not showing any emotion, making this a living hell for you.

“You know why” you answered, looking at her still wearing your hoodie.

“Say it” Her voice was desperate and her eyes pled you to say something. Anything that she could hold on to.

You mumbled an unsure ‘Brie,’ making her shake her head and take a step back to close the door. “Because I love you, and I have for years. Because I have been flirting with you since forever, and you flirted back, and if you didn't just flirt to play, then that means that you like me too.”

It was silent for a moment as Brie leaned against the door. “You flirt with everyone y/n. That's just your personality.”

“No, it's different with you. Don't you get that? I'm not flirting with you; I'm complimenting you. I'm giving you my heart,” you argued back. Then again, silence followed as both of you were unsure what to say. “One kiss,” you suddenly blurted out. Making yours and Brie’s eyes go wide.

“What?”

“One kiss. If you want me to leave after that, then I will. But please, you have to give me this chance. I know that I came at a shitty time, but I couldn't watch you go out with somebody else. Not again. Not after everybody treated you like so much less than you actually are. If this is-” Before you could finish your monologue, Brie surged forward and pressed her lips to yours. Her hands clasped the back of your neck while yours landed on her waist to pull her closer.

Your heart soared when she suddenly pulled away, her movement hectic, making you flinch. “B-Brie?” you called out quietly and unsure as she looked around frantic.

“My phone, I- I gotta call Lizzie. She has to cancel the date.” She said, walking inside to get her phone, leaving you in front of the door. You were unsure if she wanted you to come inside or not, so you just stood in front of the door. Cuddling Six thirty when he walked by for a moment. “Are you coming?” she called out for you, making you hurry inside and close the door.

“I know, Lizzie, I'm sorry, but,” she looked at you for a moment, trying to figure out what to say. “Y/n is here, and” she was interrupted by Elizabeth rather quickly then.

“I'll tell her. Bye. Have fun. But not too much fun,” and then she already hung up. She discarded her phone on the counter going back to you.

“Sooo, now what?” the blonde asked when she sat next to you on the couch. Out of habit, she scooched closer to you while you wrapped your arm around her.

“How about Star Wars and some hot dogs?” you received a kiss as an answer before she laid her head on your shoulder.

Sometimes, it was worth taking the risk.

[fakeoutbf]

JEREMY ALLEN WHITE MENTION IN NYT MINI CROSSWORD 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

it should be embarrassing how fast i went and did it after i saw this and yet

[onetouchparadise]

[kingdaddydaichi]

Awww kel it’s been so long!!! How are you sis? ♥️🫶🏻 missed you heeps 🥹 it’s no the same on here without my daichi sister wifey 🥺

sisterwife briiiii! idk how long ago you sent this ask but i'm just now seeing it and gaaahhaahhaah I'VE MISSED YOU TOO!! i hope you're doing okay??

[leonsliga]

Just a boy and his bunnies

Requested by anon 💕

[thegraceofganja]

Smoke with Me 💜

My name is Bri. I love to smoke (it really helps the PMDD) and I Make Art for Weed Lovers. If that’s you, here’s my Art Studio 💚

Level 30. Please be 18+ if you’re gonna be here.

Poly. Bi. I Love Questions 🤗

[yooniesim]

So, I may be a day late, but I still want to make a little post for Simblr Gratitude Day 💜

To start off, my memory is pretty bad, so I just know I'm gonna miss tagging people... and honestly, there's way more people on here I'm grateful for than tumblr's limit of 50! So I'm starting out addressing everyone.

To everybody that likes or reblogs my posts, sends comments or asks, shares their sims with me, or uses my cc: I love you. Yes, you! I may be bad at answering back sometimes, but I cherish every interaction I get- a lot of the times they have me kicking my feet and giggling, or sometimes I'm barking and scaring my cat. Asks really make my day and even when I don't reply so fast, they warm my heart. Asks I've gotten on here have genuinely helped me in my dark times, and renewed my faith in this community as a whole, because some of you are just so freaking amazing and kind. Especially now with everything I've been going through, sims and being here has remained a comfort for me because of you all. Even if there's speed bumps from time to time, I truly believe there's more good here than bad, and y'all should be proud of yourselves and your capacity for endless kindness. Thank you!

Now, I'm going to address a few specific precious people I'm grateful for.

@wastelandwhisperer - Moon, my precious mom friend, I adore you. The joy, comfort, and hilarious memories you give me can't be understated. You deserve all the love and light in the world.

@neverheresims - God's eepiest soldier, what would I do without you? Thank you for always being genuine, reliable, and a true friend.

Vi - Thank you my sheriff, my paggro detector, my master of copypastas, my right hand catboy. Even though you're untraceable, I couldn't leave you out. I love you!

@divinedionym - Thanks for always being straight with me and taking NO shit. I truly admire you and your attitude, friend.

@dyoreos - We may not both be active at the same time anymore, but I still think of you, friend! You've always had my back and I'll always have yours.

@nucrests - I'm so grateful to be your friend, and every time you share your beautiful content and gorgeous sims with me, it really makes my day. I adore you.

@cinamun - You probably don't know this, but in certain times when I was feeling low, your comments and kindness really lifted my spirits and made me feel like I belong. You're a lovely person and deserve all the love you receive, friend.

@woosteru - You won't see this bc you're retired so I can be sappy as I want, so there!!! I adore you, your sweet personality, and your sense of humor that matches just right with mine. (Nobody tell them)

@superflare - Lulu, you're an incredibly creative and intelligent person. I can tell you're going to go far in life and do great for the world. Be proud of yourself, always!

@fiftymilehighclub - Thank you for always being yourself, Manda! You're such a hardworking person that's kind but firm with your opinions and what matters to you. You're amazing.

@nicatnite88 - Tay, you're someone that's always empathetic, understanding and kind, yet hilarious at the same time. I look up to you as a person and admire your skills as a parent.

@pluto-sims - What do I say about Eli? Despite being unfortunately bri*ish, you've exceeded expectations in all other areas as a friend. I genuinely appreciate your presence and kindness in my life.

@bloody-soda - As one of my longest and dearest mutuals, peachy, my love for you can't be understated! I think of you whenever I see cute meme pics lol and you're so lovely as a person.

@wubblesgonefishin - Beautiful wubs, you're such a wonderful person with so much love to give! My day brightens every time I speak with you and I'm so glad you're back.

@toastie-sim - Meg! One of my few brain cells, I don't know what I'd do without you! You're so helpful all the time and unbelievably patient. I appreciate you.

...Phewph. Now that that's o- wait. You thought I was done??? Nuh uh, the king of long ass texts posts is not done that fast. Here's some more beautiful people I'm grateful for and love seeing grace my dash 💜

@simandy @void-imp @therichantsim @adelarsims @marsosims @shysimblr @1-800-cuupid @xldkx @xiuminuwu @hexcodesims @cassymblr @lotusplum @rebelangelsims @denzellion @strawberrylattesims @anachrosims @cowplant-snacks @fierce-trait @simanin @ghostwoohoo @llama-head @aghilasims @janjumjam @jellyfish-tea @bbdoll @puppycheesecake @mwvwv-sims

[nattykazooartyay]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRI !! 🎁🦔💐💜

i didn't have time to draw him so i decided to post one of my fave drawing of him!!

[serendipminie]

List of Minie's lovely mutuals!

If you find yourself on this list, it means I am sending you constant love and care (virtually)~

(Some of you are in more than one place lol, but that's okay!)

K-Pop:

@faceglitchsworld (#teresa 🤍🌻)

@jongside (#fanny 🖤💎)

@snoos-tattoos (#beedee 💙🌸)

@toxicrevolver (#obsidian 🖤🎶)

@takeutothemoon (#li 💙🪐)

@solaysa (#soph 🤍🌹)

@clavateur

Genshin/Honkai/WuWa:

@asoulsreverie (#soul 🤍🥀)

@tighnaridabouken (#fenris💜🪽)

@bassguitarinablackt-shirt (#asher 🎧💚)

@worldsfromhoney (#bee 🐝💛)

@littlebookworm69 (#cami 📚🧡)

@clearcloudlesssky (#stella🌟💜)

@hachi-qo (#hachi! 🫧🩵)

@kitty-meowskers (#snekkey 💜🦚)

@blak-ie (#blakie! 💙💫)

@c-h-pictures (#chuuya 🪷💜)

@aurae-rori (#aurae 💜🖊️)

@convictionblades (#evan 💜🦑)

@reminscingskylight (#ven 💜🕯️)

@robins-s0ngbird (#serenia! 💖🎶)

@starfall-reef (#flora 💖🌸)

@day-night-darlix

@jojorice

@ratioaven

@yintsukareta

@heatedpirate (#faisal 💜🎮)

@ratio-kisser

Writeblr: (over at @serendipminiewrites)

@shadow-of-tea-and-tea (#teamaker 🍵💛)

@imslowlydisintegrating (#evvy🖌️💜)

@worldsfromhoney (#bee 🐝💛)

@bassguitarinablackt-shirt (#asher 🎧💚)

@briannaswords (#bri 🖋️❤️)

@littlebookworm69 (#cami 📚🧡)

@lordcatwich (#finn 🐈💛)

@clearcloudlesssky (#stella🌟💜)

@awleeofficial (#ash✨💜)

@c-h-writes (#chuuya 🪷💜)

@holdmyteaplease

@unmellowyellowfellow

@hansenesque

@macabremoons

@duraxxor

@isabellebissonrouthier

@ashfordlabs

Please don't ever hesitate to let me know if you would like a personal tag!

[g0ry0re0]

"Tear In My Heart", Billy (Burn, 2019, Directed by Mike Gan) - Imagine

Description: AU where Billy survives the film's events and is on the run with you, basically just one big cross-country road trip. You can't sleep. / Billy x GN!Reader

General Notes: Gender Neutral Reader (no use of Y/N), Second Person POV, Alludes To Insomnia (reader), Food Mention (reader eats), Very Light Cursing (three words), Focus On Sounds (orange), Smoking Cigarettes (billy), Pure Fluff, Very Bried References To The Film (scars)

Author's Note: I'm finally back! This is just like a one-shot for this AU if anything. It's clearly inspired by Tear In My Heart by Twenty One Pilots, lol. Living out my 2016 teenage fantasies with this one, lmao. Thanks to @hazeldastar for helping proofread this (if anything is wrong, it's her fault 💜). Anyway, enjoy!

Word Count: 1,489

You fell asleep in my car, I drove the whole time / But that's okay, I'll just avoid the holes so you sleep fine / I'm driving here I sit, cursing my government / For not using my taxes to fill holes with more cement

Car horn. Snoring. A/C unit.

Roll over.

Footsteps. Muffled talking. Breathing.

Open your eyes.

He shifts. Bed springs. More snoring.

This isn't working.

You sit up with a sigh and look over at your sleeping companion. How is he able to sleep so soundly no matter where he is? You swear he snores louder every minute he's asleep, and he barely moves throughout the night. You take a glimpse at the healed burn on the side of his face, feeling remorse. You ghost the tips of your fingers over his burn tenderly, mostly for your own comfort. You stare at him, almost in awe, as he lays on his back, his left arm stretched out behind you, sleeping so contently. Jealousy briefly flashes in your mind before tiredness takes over again.

Stomach rumbling.

How long has it been since you've eaten? You glance at Billy one last time before carefully standing up, hoping that the cheap mattress doesn't give you away. You recoil when he shifts again, turning to lay on his side before his snoring starts back up. Breathing a sigh of relief, you walk over to the desk on the other side of the cramped motel room. Navigating through a mostly dark room, minimal moonlight shining through the sheer curtains, you try not to make too much noise. You shuffle through your snack bin before landing on a bag of chips.

You look back at him, so peaceful, tranquil. He'd been driving all day, there's no way you could wake him up right now. Softly, the padding of your feet can be heard on the scratchy, poor-quality carpet as you head toward the adjacent room; tiny as it was, the bathroom, the best option for you right now. You gently close the door before turning on the flickering light, illuminating the compact space. You sigh and rub your eyes before sitting on the cold tile floor, squeezing in between the sink and the shoddy shower. Rubbing your eyes again, you pray that filling up on carbs will lull you into a short slumber before you both have to pack up and ditch town in the morning.

You sit there, uncomfortably, for a few minutes. Taking your time, snacking on your bag of chips before your return to bed where you will inevitably toss and turn until the sun rises once again. This road trip was starting to take a toll on your body.

Crunch.

You'd swear that these were the loudest chips on the planet. It's like they were trying to sabotage you. As if on cue, you could hear the heavy footsteps of your partner heading towards the bathroom door now. You flinch and brace for the knock on the door.

Knocking.

"Hey, darlin', you alright in there?" He asks, voice raspy.

"Yeah," you start to whisper, not really sure why at this point. "I didn't wanna wake you."

He laughs.

"Well, the lack of your presence woke me up anyway." He remarks playfully. "Come back to bed, love."

You crumble up your bag of chips and toss them before standing up. A few of your joints crack from unraveling the awkward position. You open the door to see your heavily disheveled boyfriend standing in front of you, the ghost of a smirk on his face. You feel as though you look a lot worse for wear than he does. Disheveled always looked good on him anyway.

"I can't sleep." You admit, shoulders slumped, feeling defeated and a bit childish.

"Yeah?" He cocks his head to the side.

"Yeah. Sleep is for the weak anyway, right?"

"Right." Billy's smirk grows wider.

"Right." You agree, your shoulders straightening before slumping again.

"But I... I am so very, very weak." You look down as you say this, the exhaustion catching up to you.

Billy hums and rests his hands on your shoulders. You both stand in silence for a few moments, contemplating and reveling in the scene's serenity. You could feel the true fatigue weighing down your entire being, not having slept for the past few weeks. It felt as though it were affecting you in all aspects of your life: physically, emotionally, spiritually. Billy's always been able to read you well, and he can sense the unease in you. He starts to rub the sides of your arms lightly, head still cocked to the side and ducking down, trying to make eye contact with you. He's smiling softly now, no longer feeling as playful, just wanting to help you feel better.

You sigh and wrap your arms around his waist, nuzzling your face into his neck, basking in the warmth radiating from his body. You didn't want to look him in the eyes right now. He quickly wraps his arms around your shoulders, pulling you into him further and taking in your scent. Both of you stay like this for a couple of minutes, content with the sickly sweet feeling of the instance, yet still feeling the restlessness of the lack of sleep.

He starts to sway gently with you in his arms, murmuring sweet nothings into your ear to ease your growing anxiety. Both enjoying the comfort of the moment and the tenderness. After a few moments, Billy pulls away slightly and raises a hand to your chin, lifting your head to finally look at him. He rubs his thumb along your skin lightly.

"Wanna go for a drive?"

The nighttime air was warm, Summer making itself known. There was no need for either of you to wear a jacket as you climbed into Billy's car, parked right in front of your motel room door. Not many other cars were in the run-down motel parking lot.

Cicadas buzzing.

Your lover rolls down the windows of the car before pulling out onto the road. With no destination in mind: you set out. Deep down, Billy knows you both don't have much to spare for gas money, but he figures he can scrounge for change this time around. You tiredly gaze out the window at the passing trees, the quaint houses, and the small businesses. You truly loved driving through these small towns, especially when the residents were kind. Stopping by the local bars was always yours and Billy's favorite thing to do. Billy glances at you in your relaxed state and turns on the radio, quietly. He grabs your hand and smiles at you before looking back at the road. You return the smile, wearily, before looking out the open window once again.

After a while, you can finally feel your eyes drooping, not sure whether or not to fight it off this time. You end up losing the battle and knock out cold. Billy can only vaguely hear your light snores over the music playing and the air flowing through the windows. He smiles fondly and slows the car down a bit, attempting to make the whipping of the wind throughout the car more gentle as well as the ride itself.

Thunk.

He cringes and looks over at you, still sleeping but turned over to face him now. These damn country roads. He figured you must really be in a deep sleep if that didn't wake you up. He turns on the brights to illuminate the road; he'd do anything to avoid the goddamn potholes right now. Of all the times you drive together, they have to make an appearance now.

Thunk.

Son of a bitch. He glances over at you once again, still passed out cold in the passenger's seat. He begins to feel a twinge of guilt, you haven't slept properly in days. He squeezes your hand and looks back at the road, driving more carefully this time. He lightly presses his foot on the brakes, going even slower than before. It's not like there was anyone else on the road at this hour anyway.

Billy reluctantly lets go of your hand and reaches into his pocket, pulling out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. Pulling out a single stick, he places it in between his lips before lighting it. He pockets the rest of the pack and his lighter before he peeks at you again. You finally look as peaceful as he did earlier that night. He takes a puff of the cigarette as he lightly swerves to avoid another pothole. What was the point in paying taxes if the government wasn't even gonna use it for the important stuff?

He could see the motel in the distance now, as he had already made his way around the tiny town in a short amount of time. Billy glimpses at you for the nth time that night. He really doesn't want to wake you up. He doesn't think he has the heart to anyway. He sighs before making an abrupt turn, circling his way around the town again. Maybe he'll just drive for a little bit longer.

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