beanzybrandon

[beanzybrandon]

Hello my loves. 

It felt appropriate to check in and let you all know Im alive and well lol, and I hope you are too.

It’s been a while since Ive written anything, so requests are currently OPEN. Please send ideas!! :)

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[beanzybrandon]

Hey y’all, I’m so sorry I haven’t been around lately.

I’ve been working on a book of poetry lately!! I’m really proud of what I have thus far and I would really appreciate if you guys would check out the tumblr I have associated with it. @sometimesmybrainworks !!

Please like and share the posts, I would love to gain some more traction so we can hopefully self-publish or garner the attention of publishing houses.

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[beanzybrandon]

did i really just log in so i could change my color theme? yes, yes I did

[beanzybrandon]

What is the greatest gif of all time?

[beanzybrandon]

IMPERSONATE ME IN MY INBOX I WANNA SEE WHAT YOU GUYS RETAIN FROM ALL MY SHITTY POSTS

[beanzybrandon]

i know literally none of y'all care but if you're wondering where i disappeared to ive been kinda active on @daegustreetlights lately. i guess i'm just physically incapable of posting on both accounts at once

[beanzybrandon]

anyway, ya girl is try a procrastinate. drop some numbers in my inbox, please n thankee

[beanzybrandon]

ABSOLUTE CHAOS WITH PRETTYMUCH (PRETTYBRUNCH Ver.)

A/N: this very quickly became nothing more than a glorified food fight. enjoy, i guess pfft

• there's just something about being with your best friend(s) that can turn the quietest, most shy individuals into the most extroverted people to walk the earth • ‎video chatting with friends has a similar effect, especially when you haven't seen the other party for an extended amount of time • ‎what happens when you combine these two events is nothing short of absolute c h a o s • ‎in this case, the convening pals are you and the prettymuch boys. you had been out of town for a few weeks and wanted to meet up with them when you returned home. they were quick to agree and arranged for you to come over the day following your return (that way you'd have a little bit of time to yourself to relax and unpack your bags) • ‎the friends that the boys are video chatting with?? why it's none other than the beanz • ‎well, I suppose instagram lives don't really count as video chatting but you know what I meAn. it's still a viable form of communication and the absolutely adore interacting with the fandom. life's just been kind of hectic lately and they haven't had the chance to do much of anything with the beanz • ‎now that things have slowed down a bit and one of their closest friends is finally back home, why not do a live?? they all agreed it would be fun and you truly felt as if it would be a nice change of pace, too; interacting with people you love and who love you after weeks upon weeks of nothing but hecticness and disarray sounded like the perfect way to unwind • ‎ after a brief discussion, it was decided that you were to come over later in the morning (not everyone woke up at the same time and having you come over a bit later in the day ensured everyone was awake while also being well-rested) and would help them make brunch • ‎it would give you plenty of time to talk and catch up • ‎,,,, plus, they needed extra help cooking. edwin and brandon had unofficially been placed in charge of handling meals when everyone decided to sit down and eat together and sometimes it got just the teensiest bit tiring • ‎the moment you walked in the front door, though, you could see that things weren't going to be quite as laid back as you had assumed • ‎things were already lively and loud, all of the boys (except for caleb, who had answered the door when you rung the bell) having congregated in the kitchen. • ‎austin and edwin we're talking animatedly amongst each other, trying to set up the live. they were experiencing a series of technical difficulties (that really boiled down to some simple changes in the settings of the former male's phone. brandon and nick had begun to poke through the fridge, mulling over what they wanted to eat for breakfast • ‎it very quickly grew from a peaceful conversation to a loud (albeit friendly) argument over what kinds of breakfast foods were better • ‎you figured it would be best to help settle things between brandon and nick before things escalated further and became a full-blown food fight before you could even start cooking so you scurried over to them first, kicking off your sandals and dropping your bag by the door • ‎when they couldn't come to a decision after another solid minute and a half of conversation, you chose for them • ‎you had been dying for one french toast waffles. pair it with some bacon, fresh fruit, and hash rows and bAm, a whole meal • ‎pleased with your judgment, their bickering quelled • ‎at least for the time being • ‎it wasn't long before austin and edwin began the live and the six of you settled into everything • ‎you, Edwin, and brandon had moved behind the counter to start cooking, caleb was currently tending to music, and austin and nick were reading and responding to the growing stream of comments that trickled in • ‎it was pleasant enough at first. all of you were talking merrily amongst each other and answering whatever questions and comments happened to catch your eye • ‎and then caleb changed the song • ‎the action in and of itself isn't one that would bring about any unpleasant consequences • ‎it was the song itself that was the issue • ‎everyone has a hype song. this one just so happened to be a m u t u a l hype song • ‎meaning the moment everyone recognized what was playing, all hell broke loose • ‎caleb was the first to succumb to the excitement of the song. he had been pretty quiet this far, but the vibrations of the bass sank their talons into his being. he began to mouth the words, then sing along, then scream along as he gradually shifted out of his seat and began to dance • ‎nick followed suit shortly thereafter • ‎hip roll nation™ • catch half the boys jumping around and yelling 'Aye AYe aYe aYE ayE!" at the top of their lungs • it's like a frat party without the booze and loud freshmen • ‎brandon swayed along to the beat, eyes fluttering shut as he raised the whisk in his hand up to his mouth so that he could use it as a makeshift microphone • ‎which is fun, sure, but probably not the brightest thing to do when said whisk was just in a bowl of waffle batter • ‎needless to say, the front of his shirt was now caked in the liquid • ‎did he notice, though?? of course not • ‎because now he's got a whole performance going on and he's putting everything he's got into it • ‎which means he's really bustin down now. he's singing at the top of his lungs, he's hitting those runs, he's whipping around and throwing it back • ‎this also means that he has flung copious amounts of batter all over?? everyone?? • ‎this goes unnoticed by most but lordy lordy, he managed to get some in caleb's hair and that is a federal offense • ‎you k n o w the moment he feels a glob of sticky flour land in his hair he's gonna throw whatever he gets his hands-on • ‎given that there's an open container of eggs laying nearby and they fit so perfectly in the palm of his hand, it only makes sense that one is going to be airborne • he's huffin' and puffin', eyes firey as he lets out an exasperated "I know you didn't just-" and yeets the egg • ‎nothing ever works out the way they're intended, though, so it doesn't hit his initial target • ‎no, no, of course, it didn't • ‎you know who it d i d hit, though? • ‎y o u • ‎and you know what you're wearing?? • ‎a brand new shirt that is hands down the most comfortable article of clothing you own • ‎and now its sticky and wet and smells absolutely horrid • ‎and you know what you feel now?? • ‎nothing but pure, unadulterated rage. the fire of one thousand suns is blazing through your veins and you want nothing more than r e v e n g e • ‎aight, it isn't that intense but you reacted before you had the opportunity to process what had happened and develop a proper plan of action • ‎so, yeah, you started throwing food back • ‎you didn't settle for an egg or a spoonful of waffle batter • ‎you peeled open the lid of the whipped cream container that rested on the counter and sunk your hand in, scooping out as much of the sticky substance as you possibly could • ‎and, unlike some people, y o u d i d n t m i s s • ‎meaning that caleb is getting a face full of that sugary goodness • ‎by this point, no one is really paying attention to the comments on the live anymore (which were going insane, by the way. if everyone who viewed the live got a dollar every time someone said "hit edwin with the banana," they'd be rich) • ‎it wasn't long before all six of you were engaged in a battle of sustenance • ‎in layman's terms, a food fight • ‎it was?? horrible?? • ‎for a solid ten minutes, there was nothing in the air but choked cries and mushy food • ‎austin had managed to crawl onto the bar and was raining food down on everyone (quite the feat, actually, given how tall he is. if the ceiling were much lower, you were sure his head would have scraped the top of it). brandon and edwin had abandoned their positions beside you in favor of hiding behind the cabinets • ‎when their wooden shields didn't offer up enough protection, they sought out the lids of pots and pans for extra assistance • ‎caleb had armed himself in the hopes of deterring anyone from coming at him with more food • ‎his weapon of choice?? the kitchen towel, which he had wound tightly and was flicking at people whenever they got too close or looked like they were taking aim at him • ‎nick had taken up residence under the sink, hoping to wait out the fight • ‎which took an exceptional amount of time • ‎it wasn't until you had gone through about half of the food in the refrigerator that most of you came to your senses and called a truce • ‎it took a bit longer for the others to follow suit (cough cough, caleb and brandon cough cough) but they sooner calmed down as well • ‎the six of you could do nothing more than part for a while, faces flushed and hearts thumping erratically • when you cast your gaze across the room to the five men that were still strewn about like forgotten socks, you couldn't do much more than laugh • it reverberated off the walls, making everyone's bones rattle as warm grins split across their faces • it wasn't long before they, too, began to laugh • everyone but nick, that is • when the loud cries that tore themselves from everyone's throats had subsided into joyous laughter and lighthearted banter, he quietly crawled out from under the sink and stood, brushing as much food off of his clothing as possible • "hey, guys?" he'd chime, brows furrowing and lips drawing themselves into a thin line • "what are we gonna do about breakfast?" • all of you shared a look before moving toward the front door • you could shower and change later, you decided. none of you had been given the chance to eat and food was a lot more important than a few stains • no one noticed that austin's phone had been left on the counter, nor that the live stream hadn't ended.

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[beanzybrandon]

You’re not reading this by accident.

Everything is going to be okay.

Breathe and remember that you’ve been in this place before.

You’ve been this uncomfortable, anxious and scared, and you survived.

Close your eyes and feel the universe within you making a way for you right now.

[beanzybrandon]

:(((((( ask stuff pls and thankee

anyway, ya girl is try a procrastinate. drop some numbers in my inbox, please n thankee

[beanzybrandon]

1, 9, 21

drop numbers uwu

1 — name;

- eri. I tend to go by min/honey on other platforms, though, so those are fine too uwu

9 — hobbies;

- I write a lot (even if I don't post). I also reaaally like to roleplay. I spend a lot of time on Netflix or catching up on lost sleep

21 — relationship status;

- I'm about at single as they come uwu

[beanzybrandon]

High School! PRETTYMUCH — Edwin Honoret

• Edwin is the type of person that everyone knows • While most would assume this is due in part to some sort of cliche based on what they see in 80's coming-of-age high school movies, it's not. He's not the stereotypical jock/bully and he's far from being one of the popular kids who's "fame" was built on the premise of his good looks • In fact, he's very personable, and it's his inherent kindness that seems to draw people in • He is easily the sweetest kid you will ever meet. He goes out of his way to help people whenever he can and he makes it a point to include everyone in activities and discussion • All around, he's just a really dope dude • If it hadn't been for his outgoing nature and the need to try and make everyone feel comfortable, the two of you would not have met at all. • Transferring to a new school halfway through your junior year isn't exactly the most pleasant of situations. The stress that comes with having to adjust to everything is only amplified when you don't have someone to help you through it all • You hadn't talked to anyone aside from your teachers for a majority of the day. It wasn't until your fourth-period class rolled around that you had any sort of interaction with someone in your grade level • ‎And that wasn't due to any effort of your own • ‎You had quietly set about filling out the introductory paperwork your teacher had assigned, bobbing your head along to the beat of the song that flowed through your earbuds • ‎Before you could even register his presence, Edwin was dropping into the seat beside yours, a bright smile stretching across his lips as he turned to face you and extended a hand. "I don't think I've seen you around here before. I'm Edwin." • ‎"Y/N," you'd answer after removing your earbuds, brows furrowed in mild apprehension • ‎His hands were soft, though, and the smile he offered was warm and genuine. Both helped assuage any unease that might have sunken its talons into you • ‎Over the next several weeks, he did everything in his power to help you settle in and feel comfortable. • ‎Lots of smol things?? Like showing you around campus and introducing you to his friends (a set of equally pleasant people spread amongst each year) • ‎It didn't take long for you to become an official member of their little group. They seemed to adore you and the feeling was definitely mutual • ‎They were all fun and made the process of adapting that much easier • ‎It went without saying, though, that you were closest to Edwin • ‎The two of you spent quite a bit of time together and as the school year progressed, it reached a point where you were nearly attached at the hip. You became best friends in record time • ‎You spent time together in class, between classes, outside of school, and just about every available slot of time in between • ‎The feelings he held for you were far from platonic, though • ‎Poor thing had fallen harder for you than he thought possible • ‎Sadly enough, though, you seemed oblivious. No matter how obvious the hints he dropped were, you just didn't seem to be picking any of them up • ‎He was honestly beginning to feel as if his efforts might be for naught. It was kind of disheartening • ‎That is until prom rolled around • ‎He had been thinking about asking you to go with him for a while now. Why not confess while he was at it? There was no better time, really • ‎So he did • ‎In the softest way he knew how • ‎He spent the better part of a week planning the perfect proposal. He was rather satisfied with the way everything turned out by the time he had finished making arrangements • ‎It was pretty straightforward, for the most part. He had made a poster and had commissioned a couple of his friends to hold it when he actually set about asking you to go to prom • ‎The proposal itself was the part that differs from the norm • ‎He had an affinity for the ukulele and played for you quite often. He used this mutual appreciation in the hopes of wooing you and had written a song • ‎It was single-handedly the sweetest thing you had ever heard, the soft chords dancing alongside his angelic voice in a way that left your head fuzzy and your heart thumping erratically • ‎You accepted his proposal, of course • ‎Everything?? Was a whirlwind of euphoric surreality?? • You could barely remember having chosen your outfit, or even getting ready for the evening • ‎The entirety of the trip from your house to the venue had also been lost to time • ‎What you could remember, though, was how handsome Edwin looked when he came to pick you up. The softness of his hand as it enveloped yours and the beauty of that ever-present smile. You were certain that the image would be burned into your mind forever. 

•  The feeling of his body pressed so closely to your own on the dancefloor would certainly linger on your skin for years to come • The taste of his lips would be something you'd crave for an eternity • ‎The fact that he had even done it at all had come as quite the surprise. You couldn't say that you minded, though • ‎The two of you had been dancing, your head resting on his shoulder and the tips of his fingers digging slightly into tour hips. His hold was firm but far from uncomfortable • ‎You closed your eyes, body having grown accustomed to the gentle sway he had initiated. About halfway through the song (who's beat was slow and comforting but name you could not remember), he took hold of your chin and tilted your head upward. You hadn't even had the chance to open your eyes before soft lips were finding purchase on your own • ‎You melted into it almost immediately, hands moving to gingerly cup his face as you pressed yourself impossibly closer • ‎The rest is prettymuch (hAH) history • ‎He offered you a rushed, flustered apology the next morning, saying that it was inappropriate for him to have done something so brash without knowing if you even felt the same, much less if you were comfortable with him doing so • ‎You let him know everything was alright by laying another one on him • ‎He asked you out properly shortly thereafter • ‎Now?? Boyfriend Edwin?? • ‎The softest soft boy to ever soft!! • ‎He tries to teach you how to play the ukulele and writes cute little songs for you all the time •  he'll slip little notes into your backpack or lunchbox as a little pick-me-up. he loves seeing the smile that stretches across your lips when you read them •  Willingly gives you his hoodies. He thinks you look cute in them • ‎The master of planning dates?? He organizes the best picnics and can throw together a mean pillow fort for movie nights at home • ‎The biggest cuddle bug the world has ever seen • Like??? Nothing makes him happier than laying his head on your lap and having you play with his hair. He's fallen asleep because of how relaxing it is on more than one occasion • Just give him a hug and he'll be happy for the rest of the year • TL;DR: He is the sweetest baby in the history of the world and if you don't give him the affection he deserves, what are you even doing?

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[beanzybrandon]

Omg yess!! Please make it a mini series that’d be so much fun! Also, now that i’m here is it alright if i request going on a roadtrip with the boys to add to that little series if you’d like and have time?

that sounds like it'd be fun!! I'll get to working on those after I finish up the high school! series uwu

[beanzybrandon]

💜💜

I: love you and want you to be happy as well :))

[beanzybrandon]

do you have a masterlist

I sure do

[beanzybrandon]

High School! PRETTYMUCH — Brandon Arreaga

A/N: This is just a tad bit shorter than Austin’s but I’m pleased with it otherwise. 

• Brandon is a bit on the nerdier side if I'm being honest

• He's exceptionally bright and has very high expectations for himself. As such, he's been enrolled in honors and AP classes since his freshman year and is looking toward taking dual credit courses as soon as possible. • He cares a lot about his academics and is hellbent on doing his absolute best in everything; he's spread himself a bit thin on more than one occasion, but he's learned how to balance all of his work and properly handle the stress that comes along with it. • Probably one of the most well-rounded students you'll ever meet • Like, on top of such an impressive class load, he's pretty active in various groups and clubs. He's an active member of the schools' Honor Society chapter, he was on the debate team at one point, and he's currently historian of the student council • It's through this last extra-curricular that the two of you formally meet • You're not a stupid person by any means, so the two of you have shared more than one class throughout your high school career, but the two of you had never really spoken outside of the occasional pleasantry or the conversations that were shared over assignments and projects • When he rose to his position, you had taken your seat at the table as the council's treasurer • The frequent meetings ensured that the two of you spoke frequently, ad as the weeks gradually transitioned into months, conversation began to flow a lot easier between the two of you. There was a lot more depth to him than you had originally assumed and you had come to find that the two of you had quite a bit in common. • That was about as far as things got, though. • Neither of you could work up the courage to ask the other for any sort of contact information, so the conversations you shared were confided to the hour-long blocks of time dedicated to your weekly council meetings after school • It isn't until it comes time to vote in new members and replace outgoing students that things begin to change • The two of you have both decided to run for the coveted position gifted only to upperclassmen - president • The fact that the two of you are running against one another does absolutely nothing to deter the growth of the relationship the two of you have established, though • If we're being completely honest, the upcoming election is probably the catalyst that forces the two of you together • After discussing your plans during one of the final meetings before campaign season was set to begin, it was determined that neither of you was quite sure where to start. There was a lot that needed to be done and next to no time to accomplish everything • Figuring a little bit of extra help wouldn't probably do the two of you some good, you exchanged numbers and began to speak a lot more frequently • More often than not it had to do with the preparations that would need to be done, but there were instances in which the conversation delved into more personal topics • Rather than work against one another, you and Brandon did your best to offer sound advice and support one another however you could. You even worked together to create pins and flyers to hand out around the school • The entire process is very fun for both of you, and by the time elections roll around you're a bit upset that you ran against each other and only one of you can be elected president • You're only sad for so long, though, because you ended up pulling ahead • Not by much, but somehow you manage • Brandon is a good sport about the entire thing and congratulates you immediately after hearing the good news • He's such a good sport that he offers to take you out for a celebratory dinner later that week • You agree, of course, a warm smile breaking out over your face as you arrange a place and time

• He's very old-school about the entire thing; it's actually very sweet. He picks you up at eight and introduces himself to your parents, promising both of them that he'll have you back home before it gets too late. He opens the passenger's side door for you, helping you into the vehicle before he situates himself behind the wheel and sets off for the restaurant

• The evening is pleasant, talking flowing freely between the two of you as you pick at your food. Both of your meals go cold before either of you have the opportunity to put much of a dent in them; you're too absorbed in one another, wanting to know anything and everything the other was willing to share. • Rather than drive you home after leaving the restaurant, he suggests taking a short walk. • "There's a park just down the road. The way the moon reflects off the pond is beautiful." • You would have agreed regardless, but this extra little bit of coaxing sweetens the deal a bit.

• The way he holds your hand as the two of you walk down the sidewalk is so?? Pure and sweet?? His grip is a bit loose as if he's afraid of holding too tight and hurting you. They're a bit clammy but not unpleasantly so. You're just as nervous • The two of you just stand on the edge of the water for a while, saying nothing as you look out over the water • He was right. It really is beautiful

• You know what's even more beautiful, though?? •  The way the light dances off the ends of your hair. The way the gentle sway of the water is caught in your eyes • He tells you as much and it makes your face flush a vibrant shade of red

• The way he holds your hand as the two of you walk down the sidewalk is so?? Pure and sweet?? His grip is a bit loose as if he's afraid of holding too tight and hurting you. They're a bit clammy but not unpleasantly so. You're just as nervous • The two of you just stand on the edge of the water for a while, saying nothing as you look out over the water • He was right. It is beautiful • You know what's even more beautiful, though?? •  The way the light dances off the ends of your hair. The way the gentle sway of the water is caught in your eyes • He tells you as much and it makes your face flush a vibrant shade of red • It isn't long before the chill of the breeze that has kicked up is pressing the two of you closer. His arm winds itself around your waist and you press closer, looking for warmth • I think it goes without saying that the two of you kiss • And oh bOY are his lips soft (I know what y'all are thinkin, this was before he decided chapstick was an unnecessary commodity) • The two of you start seeing a lot more of each other after that. He takes you on a few more dates before formally asking you out

• HE IS THE SOFTEST BOYFRIEND IN THE ENTIRE WORLD IT IS THE SWEETEST THING EVER • He's a bit inexperienced but he's doing his absolute best • He's always showering you in compliments and kisses

• The type of boy to slip little notes in your locker and backpack all the time?? • Just cute lil messages about how much he loves you or how he hopes you have a great day. He just wants to see you smile • He's also huge on skinship?? wants to hold hands all the time, loves cuddles

• Lowkey relationship goals?? Everyone seems to adore the two of you • Not gonna lie, the two of you have the type of bond that will more than likely survive the duress that moving on to college puts on it

• He's just • A very soft boi • Cherish and take care of him pls n thankee

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[beanzybrandon]

will you write a part 2 to „first argument with edwin“? 💛

this is something i’m debating. i;m pretty satisfied with the way things ended, but the idea of reconciliation isn’t completely out of the realm of possibility because of the way things were set up. i’ll make a poll or something sometime to see what ya’ll think