#hang loose | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

jupitercomet · 5 months

Note

ooooo for surfer bradley! when does he first notice his feelings for nat are waning? or is he hopelessly oblivious and still think he’s in love with her despite our lovely marine biologist?

Jordan! please enjoy the fact that it might be a little of both...

Bradley night

“You don’t have to stay here, you know.”

When Bradley comes back from his fifth trip to the vending machine, you look up from your lecture notes with a sympathetic smile.

“What do you mean?” Bradley shovels a handful of chips into his mouth as he moves to sit down criss-cross applesauce next to you.

After your friendship with the brunet solidified, you extended a bit of an olive branch that Bradley join you at the aquarium after hours whenever he felt like. (You’re not sure if you’re technically allowed to do that, but no one’s caught the two of you yet and the look on Bradley’s face when you both lie down on the floor of the shark exhibit is worth it.) However you had no idea that Bradley would take it as an almost nightly invitation and certainly not when all you were doing was sitting in the aquarium’s break room studying for finals. You thought he had better things to do, like join his friends for nightly surf sessions or bar hangouts—that all sounded much more interesting than watching you cry over whale anatomy.

But not to Bradley apparently, so far he’d spent his time doodling in the margins of your school notebook, helping you write flashcards in his messy scrawl, and making his way to the vending machine five times and counting. It’s been hours and he’s had yet to so much as complain.

“Well, it’s just—” You try to shrug nonchalantly. “This can’t be that fun for you. You can go explore the aquarium if you want or something.”

Bradley runs a hand through his curls. “Nah, it’s not as fun if you’re not with me.”

Your grip falters around your pen, your cheeks heating at his words and you duck down to suddenly pay excruciating attention to your notes (which you probably should be anyway). “But… this can’t be more fun,” you try to argue. “Aren’t your friends doing anything?”

“Nope,” Bradley pops the ‘p’ sound, before he nudges your shoulder with his own. “Why? You tryin’ to get rid of me or something?”

You scoff playfully. “You’re figuring this out now?”

“You wound me, bubbles,” Bradley collapses onto your lap suddenly, resting his head on your thigh even as you try to shove him off. “Why can’t you just admit that you love me?”

“Lying’s a sin, Bradley.” You give up on trying to get him off you when the behemoth of a man doesn’t budge, ignoring the comfortable weight of him against you as you turn your attention back to your notes.

It’s quiet again, your focus honing in on the messy bullet points you’ve scrawled in your notebook. From your peripheral, you can feel Bradley staring at you, but you try to ignore it, locking the end of your pen between your teeth. Just as you feel you’re getting used to it, Bradley turns on his side so that his cheek is squishing against your knee.

“You write your ‘g’s funny,” he muses, eyes scanning over your notes.

“I do?”

“Yeah, like—” He mimes writing the letter with his finger in the air. “You make ‘em look all fancy.”

You laugh. “Maybe I write them normal and you just have chicken scratch.”

Bradley doesn’t respond, simply looking at your notebook, and you almost ask him if he’s okay.

“Will you write my name?”

You freeze. “What?”

“Will you write my name?” Bradley repeats. “I wanna see it in your handwriting.”

You turn your notebook to a clean page, scribbling Bradley’s name quickly. It stands out against the white paper and you look at Bradley questioningly. Wordlessly, he holds his hand out for your pen and you give it to him, watching as he writes something under where you’ve written his name.

You shove his shoulder. “My last name isn’t Bradshaw!”

“But it could be,” Bradley teases, turning to look back up at you.

“It isn’t,” you reiterate. “Now leave me alone, I need to study.”

You both fall into silence again and you don’t even look up from your notes when Bradley’s phone vibrates. He pulls it out of his pocket, keeping his head on your thigh as he checks the notification.

Nat 🥰😍😘 : We’re going to the Hard Deck. You coming?

It’s an invitation that Bradley would normally jump at—especially since it’s coming from Natasha herself. He knows that things are a bit more complicated with her now—given, well, everything—but he’s loved her since high school, he’s not entirely ready to give up now.

Bradley’s eyes lift and he catches sight of you above him, your lip tucked between your teeth and your pen traded out for a highlighter in your hand, and finds his fingers typing of their own accord.

Bradley: Nah

Bradley: I’m busy tonight

#bradley bradshaw blurb #bradley bradshaw x bubbles #surfer!bradley #hang loose #bradley night #what's up doc

88 notes · View notes

whereifindsanity · 3 months

Text

#hang loose #sillouette #ocean sunset

49 notes · View notes

verhaltenoptimistisch · 13 days

Text

#surf life #photography #fujixseries #surfboard #Surf #costa rica #vacation #hang loose #night

22 notes · View notes

livelovecaliforniadreams · 10 months

Text

98 notes · View notes

truckstopdickpill · 11 months

Text

#selfie #me #truckstopdickpill #myself #tattoos #follow for follow #hang loose #cowboy #wrangler #followback

37 notes · View notes

vintage-tigre · 8 months

Text

#surfer #hang loose #aesthetic #vintage #surf #ocean #waves #old school cool #style

29 notes · View notes

msarams · 2 years

Text

For the last Santi Sunday of August and the unofficial end of summer for the Northern hemisphere, here’s Santi in a swim suit. Oh, and also Luca.

#santiago cabrera #luke pasqualino #santi sunday #shaka brah!#hang loose #bbc musketeers #aramis #d’artagnan #any excuse to post shirtless santi pics

31 notes · View notes

beattrixce · 1 year

Text

#photos of me #my photos #hang loose

8 notes · View notes

football-collection-hqs · 2 years

Photo

#Neymar #Neymar JR #Brazil NT #Friendly #Hang Loose #HQ #240922

28 notes · View notes

kply-industries · 1 year

Text

#animated gif #animated gifs #old advertisements #old ads #gif #gifs #vhs #cats #backpack #cat backpack #hang loose #bicycle #hit the road

10 notes · View notes

jupitercomet · 5 months

Note

I hope getting the biters goes well!!! Anyway, as much as I love boxer Bradley (don’t tell them but he’s my fav), SURFER BRADLEY!!

Surfer bradley and reader (I’ve decided Sharky or Atlantis would be good nicknames.. idk) going to the Aquarium and tellling eachother fun facts about the different marine animals, and eventually they start having a very competitive challenge to see who can say the coolest marine animal facts, and they get mayhaps a bit hot and heavy 💔 NOT IN PUBLIC JUST LIKE… maybe in Bradley’s car (Jake’s car?)

thank you! I'm a lil nervous but I think it'll go okay. and I already had the name bubbles picked out for her so I hope that's okay :) anyway enjoy!

Bradley night

“Did you know there’s over 2000 different species of starfish?” Bradley points at the tank in front of you, drawing your attention to the rusty orange starfish sticking to one of the rock-like decorations.

You glance at it. “I do. And that’s a common starfish, by the way. They can live for 35 years.”

“Wha—” Bradley trails after you as you move onto the next exhibit. “You’re supposed to be impressed that I know that.”

“Why would I be impressed that you know basic knowledge?”

Bradley squawks in offense. “That’s not basic knowledge— Jake, tell her that’s not basic knowledge!”

The blond who had, up until this point, been talking quietly with his girlfriend rolls his eyes. From what you understand, the two of them make frequent trips to the aquarium that Bradley usually tags along for—though you can’t tell if he’s actually invited or not. It was your day off and you didn’t have any classes so Bradley suggested that you come along too, to witness the aquarium as a “civilian”.

“Leave me out of your weird foreplay, Bradshaw,” Jake glares at his friend.

Jake’s girlfriend Nemo—you’ve learned not to ask—giggles quietly when Bradley throws the finger up in response. “It’s not foreplay!” He protests. “And don’t act like you knew how many species of starfish there are.”

“I did!” Nemo raises her hand quickly and it’s almost adorable how Jake’s features melt at the sound of her voice.

Still, you turn to Bradley with a smug look. “See?”

“That’s different,” Bradley argues.

“How?” When Bradley doesn’t respond, you jut your chin up proudly, continuing through the aquarium to look at the next tank of fish.

From behind you, you hear Bradley whisper harshly. “You’re supposed to be my wing-woman, Mo!”

“I do not know what that means.”

You hold back a laugh, reigning in your features when Bradley makes his way back over to you. He throws his arm over your shoulder, to which you make a noise of protest but no actual attempt to get out from under his bicep. He points at the jellyfish in front of you, pulling you closer to his side when a young child rushes over to check out the jellyfish as well.

“Did you know that seeing jellyfish in groups like this is actually pretty rare in the wild? It only really happens if they’re following the same food source or traveling in the same water current.”

“Okay,” you hum. “That’s more impressive that you know that than the starfish thing.”

“See? I told you I’m a smart guy, bubbles. I’ll blow your fucking mind with how much I know about the ocean.” Bradley puffs his chest out proudly.

You have to admit, it’s a little strange how many facts he’s been dropping throughout your trip to the aquarium. It’s not that you think Bradley is stupid, far from it, but his obsession with sharks seemed to end at sharks and you didn’t really expect him to know much more about other sea life. But this entire day he’s been spitting out facts at you and then looking at you expectantly.

You let your gaze fall from the jellyfish exhibit and Bradley’s hand hanging off your shoulder catches your eye. Your brows furrow when you realize it’s covered in blue streaks and without thinking you grab his hand with your own to get a closer look.

“Hey—” Bradley tries to pull his hand away, but you don’t let him as you read the words scribbled on his skin. “Look, this isn’t—”

You look back up at him finally. “You wrote marine biology facts on your hand so you could impress me?”

“Well, I mean—” Bradley scratches the back of his neck with his other hand. “When you put it like that—” The words die on his tongue when you suddenly release his hand in favor of grabbing the collar of his shirt and dragging him down to your face.

“You’re gonna take me home now and put that hand to better use,” you tell him quietly.

Bradley audibly gulps and then nods against your lips. “Yes, ma’am.”

The two of you don’t waste a second longer in the aquarium, quickly scrambling towards the exit without even a thought spared to the two people who came with you.

Jake watches the two of you leave with a wrinkle of his nose. “I knew that was weird foreplay.”

#bradley bradshaw blurb #bradley bradshaw x bubbles #surfer!bradley #hang loose #bradley night #what's up doc

61 notes · View notes

daydreaming-in-daisies · 9 months

Text