stayhereforbrad-blog
Brad Simpson Boi
https://stayhereforbrad.tumblr.com/post/170651550621/masterlist-chapter-one-here-chapter-two-here
177 posts
Don't wanna be here? Send us removal request.
Last Seen Blogs
jimgandolfini
you’re speculating in a comic mode
sweeticons
kpop icons
frontierlands
goodbye stranger
s-engetsu
繊月
fae-kitsune
FaeKitsune🌙
Text
Who’s The Daddy → BWS
Summary: Brad is a single, working dad trying to raise two, six month old twins after Y/N died giving birth.
Warnings: spelling and grammar errors.
—
Brad pats the child’s back, giving it burpees as he bounces it gently up and down. Hushing it and peppering kisses over her face, he pauses to look down at her twin brother who was sound asleep.
“Shhh, that’s it,” he whispers gently, watching his daughter slowly falls asleep in his hold. Once he was certain, and only when he was certain she was asleep, did he lay her back down in the cot next to her brother.
Brad stressfully runs his hands through his hair, knowing full-well he had heavy bags under his eyes but he also knew that he had to finish writing a song that was due tomorrow at the studio.
He walks into the kitchen and flicks on the kettle to boil some water. Although he was craving a therapeutic and soothing cup of mint tea that Y/N had managed to get him to enjoy more than he would like to think, he needed a bitter coffee to keep him up for only a few more hours.
He ended up falling asleep at his desk with tears of frustration staining his cheeks since he didn’t finish the song he was meant to present to the boys the following day.
He woke up to the sound of his six month old son crawling through the open door with his sister giggling behind him as she leant against the wall opposite Brad’s room.
Brad rubs his eyes to wake himself up, smiling at his two little sunshines before getting off of his chair and picking up his son, Isaac Derek-Will Simpson.
“Hey, kiddo,” he holds his son in his two hands, spinning him around in his arms and grinning at how loudly Isaac chuckled. “Shall we get you and your sister some breakfast, yeah?”
He kisses his son’s nose lightly, and by now his daughter was crawling over to Brad’s leg and hugging it. Brad chuckles and picks up Felicity Anne Simpson and holds them both at his hips while walking towards the kitchen.
He sets them down in their respective baby chairs and begins making them some porridge for breakfast.
While Felicity plays with her teddy bear she always has in her left hand, Isaac played with his Barbie doll that Nat had given originally to Felicity. Brad didn’t mind that his son wanted to play with ‘Girl toys’.
As Brad put the first bowl of milk and oats into the microwave, he hears his phone ringing in his bedroom and quickly goes to get it. When he answers, he puts the phone between his ear and shoulder so that he can stir the bowl of warmed-up porridge.
“Hello?” Brad answers.
“Brad!” The person on the other end cheers and he knew it was his annoyingly tall best friend and bandmate, Tristan. “I sent you a text but I guessed you were busy with the twins. Do you still want me to come and pick you up for work today?”
“Yeah, can you bring the kids with us? The babysitter is on holiday until Sunday,” Brad asks hopeful. It was too late to ring up any other babysitters and he didn’t want to bother Nat or his parents since they’d been helping out loads over the past six months.
“Of course, that’s no problem,” Tristan replies. “I’ll be there in forty, is that alright?”
“Yeah, thank you.”
They bid a final goodbye before Brad ends the call and brings a spoonful of porridge up to his lip to check how hot it is while the other bowl spun around in the microwave.
Brad feeds Felicity who was easily distracted while eating, so he ended up doing the standard ‘Here comes the airplane’ trick, causing her to giggle.
She tried reaching for the spoon in Brad’s hand but he shakes his head. “Nu-uh, Flick. I gotta feed you, remember? You’ll get it everywhere and make a mess.”
Once she’s fed and the other bowl of possible has cooled down, Brad lets her crawl around for a bit, putting on some television to keep her entertained in the lounge.
Once they’re both changed and in some nice baby clothes Brad’s mum had kindly gotten Brad, he puts on their little Nike puffer jackets that Tristan had also bought. Brad was thankful his friends and family was so supportive of him being a single dad and helped him out from time to time (not that his fat bank balance couldn’t have bought the stuff as well).
Tristan arrives not long after, waiting in his car for Brad to come out with the twins on his hips before buckling them in safely to the baby seats Brad had bought for Tristan’s car since that’s how they traveled everywhere.
Brad gets in the front with a heavy, tired sigh.
“You got that song finished for Joe?” Tristan asks, glancing to the side at Brad.
Brad curses under his breath. “No, I fell asleep before I could finish writing it.”
“You know Joe’s gonna piss—annoyed,” Tristan stops himself from swearing. “You’ve been stalling that song for ages.”
“I know, I know. I just never have time, with the twins and all.”
Tristan sighs. “Brad, you never have time for anything. It’s not a bad thing—look after your kids, yeah—but you don’t seem to sleep anymore, you’re always drinking coffee which we all know is bad for you, you’re never hungry anymore. Are you even showering?”
Brad rolls his eyes. “‘Course I’m showering. I’m not a tramp.”
“All I’m saying, Brad, is that you’ve lost Y/N and now you’ve got kids,” Tris says. “I’m always here to help and babysit if you need—heck, I’ll even move back in with you and play housewife as long as I know you’re eating and sleeping properly.”
“Thanks, Tris, I really appreciate it,” Brad smiles genuinely, gratefully.
“I’m serious, Brad. I’ll move my stuff in tonight if needs be.”
“We can talk about it another time,” Brad says, glancing over his shoulder at his twins. They’re both fast asleep, Felicity holding her bear tightly.
When they arrive at the studio, Tristan takes Felicity while Brad carries Isaac inside. They both get put on the sofa in the studio room before the band and Joe all gather around on uncomfortable chairs.
It takes a while before they’re up and brainstorming ideas which eventually wakes up the twins. Felicity is the first one up and around and is hitting the drums fiercely with her hands.
Tristan chuckles at his little niece. “That’s a drum, Cece.”
“Dwum,” she repeats and all of the boys look over at Brad in pure shock, who’s just about ready to start crying. “Dwum, dwum, Dwum.”
“That’s my baby girl,” Brad coos, picking her up and spinning her around, showering her in kisses. “Next time you’ve get to say daddy, yeah?”
“Dwum!” She giggles excitedly and Brad kisses her cheeks before setting her back down on the sofa next to her brother.
With moments like these, Brad definitely won’t mind being a single dad since his kids makes life worth living.
41 notes
·
View notes
Text
Wattpad books;
Not sure if many of you know but I’ve been writing a Brad book on Wattpad, it’s almost complete and I’ve began to upload my second one. If you’d like head over to BWSFORYOU on Wattpad and please support :) x
7 notes
·
View notes
Text
My man…I love him so much! He and the boys are the reason why I didn’t give up on my dreams
134 notes
·
View notes
Text
Masterlist
Blurbs
Beach Day with Brad
Brit Awards
Travelling with Brad
Brad as a boyfriend
You are both singers
Being on tour with Brad
Golfing with Brad
Cuddling with Brad
Coachella
Paris
Imagines
Drumming
Barbecue
You got a wisdom tooth out
You are having a panic attack
Morocco (Just my type inspired)
Maldives
Soulmate
No tears left to cry
He surprises you on your birthday
Morning
Too young for that
Beauty day
Sunday roast
Playing with your hair
You are the most beautiful girl
The first time
Rex the bearded dragon
Backstage Moments
Everything is going to be ok
1K notes
·
View notes
Photo
Brad as a boyfriend
Brad is such boyfriend material. He looks so soft and cuddly, like his arms are made for holding someone. His chest is broad, which gives someone the perfect opportunity to lean into it. His general appearance is just unexplainable, like you just look at him and think wow. Due to his puppy eyes he seems so reliable and likeable, like you could tell him everything what bothers you, because you trust him.
And let’s not start with his marvellous hair. Imagine playing with it, it looks so soft and fluffy. I also would also like to appreciate his hands, idk why, but I just find his hands so incredibly attractive and I love it when he wears rings and stuff like that.
Most importantly, I think that his personality is amazing. By the way how he treats other people I would like to claim that he is such a sweetheart. He would treat his partner so well, like surprising her with cute gifts such as flowers or a little necklace. I guess he is a workaholic, because is a perfectionist, but he would definitely take some time to see his love, maybe even bringing her with him on tour to show her the life on tour.
He is cheeky, you can’t deny it and he would definitely make so many cheesy compliments to make his partner blush and he would absolutely love it which impact he has. Being in a relationship with him is surely fun, because he is really outgoing, he likes to try new stuff. Maybe he would even show his girlfriend how to golf or how he produces a song in the studio. Brad would do everything to make his girlfriend happy and always cheer her up when she is down by tickling her or just making her laugh with a joke. He would be there for her and talk to her.
I think he would like to keep it private, not too much PDA. Naturally, he would have nothing against a little peck on the lips or holding hands, but he wouldn’t consider a hot making out in public. Behind the curtains he is a wild animal, I assume bc have you seen how he behaves around Tris, I mean, sometimes they act like a cute married couple. He would worship his partner by always reminding her of how important she is for him.
Since he knows how rude media can be, he would make sure to protect his girlfriend from the public by not pushing her into the spotlight. He can’t avoid situations where he is being papped with his partner, but he would surely do his best to protect her at all costs. For instance, when he travels with her and they arrive at the airport, where there are a lots of fans and paparazzi, he would ensure that she is not going to be crowded by anyone. Brad would always defend his partner, no matter what, he is a loyal one.
Furthermore, he would also teach his girlfriend how to play the guitar and piano, since he is a pro. He would be really patient, because it’s going to take some time, but when he managed to teach her how to play these instruments, he would be really proud. I think it is important for him that his friends and his family like his girlfriend since they play an important role in his life.
In conclusion, he would be a really sweet and gentle boyfriend who would love enjoying his free time with someone, where he can be himself and someone who calms him down since his life is so exciting.
688 notes
·
View notes
Text
HELLO UPDATE
So I’ve been writing more on Wattpad and I’ve a Brad imagine book and also another Brad book. Should I start to repost ‘Shades On’ there? Maybe edit it a bit?
Wattpad- bradleyscurlsx
1 note
·
View note
Text
Make me feel. #11
It’s Friday again, so here‘s the next chapter. Guess what? It’s smut. Have fun, lovelies!
——————
Chapter Ten.
Alice hands’ were quickly running down her waistline towards the bottom of her dress, when she suddenly stopped in her tracks.
“Shit, Bradley, we should really talk”, she sighed.
Now, however, it was Brad’s turn to get frustrated, collected facade suddenly crumbling. He sat up straighter, making more room inside the already big tub.
“Come in, let’s talk later”.
Seeing her own frustration about the whole unsolved tension mirrored in the boy’s eyes somehow tipped Alice over the edge and she finally gave in to the voices in her head, screaming at her to get naked already.
So, the girl first pulled her dress over her head, before her hands returned to her hips, slowly pushing her panties down her legs and stripping them off along with her shoes, never breaking eye-contact with the boy in front of her.
Brad could hardly contain himself at the look of the blonde one, licking his lips and feeling hotter than he already was because of the warm water.
“I knew you weren’t wearing a bra underneath that dress, you minx”, the singer mumbled, his hand breaching the water in order to help Alice get into the tub with him.
Sliding into the warm water, Brad guided her back to his front, so she was sitting between his legs, leaning against his chest. When she was fully seated, Alice sighed in comfort and closed her eyes for a second.
“Did you bring a flashlight into the tub or are you just happy to see me?”, she mumbled quietly, feeling Brad’s chuckle vibrate through her upper body.
“You know bloody well you turn me on, doll”, Bradley responded, his hands wandering to the girl’s body only moments later. They made their way from her sides to her front, grazing her stomach before parting ways; one of them wandering up to her right breast while the other went downwards, resting on the inside of her thigh. He didn’t go any further, though, waiting for the girl to give him permission to continue.
“For fucks sake, you bloody know you have my full consent, just touch me already, you dickhead”, Alice hissed, arching her back in order to bring Bradley’s hands closer to her centre.
The boy just chuckled again, finally gripping the girl’s breast in his hand, sliding the other one between her legs, teasingly touching her folds, but avoiding the bundle of nerves that she wanted him to touch the most.
Alice rested her head on the singer’s shoulder, eyes still squeezed shut and curse words tumbling out of her mouth. Brad took this opportunity to lick a stripe up her neck, tasting her before softly nibbling there, adding to the pleasure pumping through the blonde girl’s body.
“You’re such a twat, get on with it”, Alice said as she gripped the boy’s thighs with both her hands, electricity running through her from top to bottom. At her remark, Brad’s hand, formerly gripping her breast suddenly reached upwards and softly squeezing on either side of her throat, making her even more light-headed. With his lips grazing her left ear he hotly whispered, “be nice, doll. You can’t just wind me around your finger like you did with that bloke today”.
“What are you fucking talking about?”, Alice croaked out, getting even more turned on by the sudden switch of dominance. Normally, she had been the one to make the singer breathless; seeing the tables turned was definitely one for the list of ‘suppressed kinks’.
“Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten”, Bradley mumbled, the hand between the girl’s legs finally creeping upwards, only halting Millimeters away from her clit, eliciting a frustrated sigh from Alice. “The one technician you were talking to today, being all smiley while ignoring me completely”.
Suddenly, it dawned on the blonde girl and a mischievous grin formed on her lips. She turned her head slightly, until her lips where right beside the singer’s ear, while simultaneously grasping the wrist of his hand between her legs.
“I didn’t listen to one thing that guy was telling me”, she whispered, “couldn’t take my eyes off of you for the whole time, watching you from the side of the stage, thinking about how you looked when I was on my knees”.
Her little speech made Brad shudder, his grip around her throat loosening when he felt Alice guide his fingers to her clit, using him to finally get some friction.
Alice moaned softly and the boy could only watch in awe for of few seconds, looking down her body, following her shape with his eyes until he reached the surface of the water, making out the obscured features of their hands almost intertwined between her legs.
All of a sudden, the fog of pleasure in his head dissolved, his body kicking back into action, as he tightened his hand around the girl’s throat again and worked his fingers around her bundle of nerves, this time with more force and without Alice’ help.
The reaction of the blonde one was instant, arching her upper body almost completely out of the water, squeezing her eyes shut so tightly she was scared her eyelids might rip.
“Fuck”, she moaned, pressing her lower back into Bradley’s abdomen, grazing against his hard cock to return the favour of friction. Said boy groaned quietly, hips involuntarily snapping forward, chasing his own release that seemed not far away as well.
Replacing his fingers with his thumb, but nonetheless keeping up the force he was working the girl with, Brad slowly slid two fingers into her, increasing the pressure as well as the pleasure. Alice’ muscles squeezed tightly around his fingers, giving the impression of her orgasm being close, and seconds the girl came with such force, the water of the bathtub even spilled over the edge.
As she slowly came down her high, Alice seemed to have lost all the tension in her muscles, laying on top of the boy beneath her like dead meat on a stick.
However, she wasn’t raised to be a selfish ass, so after she gave herself a few seconds to regain her strength, Alice hoisted herself up on weak knees with her hands pressed to the edges of the tub, and slowly but surely turned around to face Brad. To be fair, it wasn’t the most graceful movement, since moving in a slippy environment and on your knees is never graceful or sexy.
After she had turned around, though, her upcoming embarrassment was simply wiped away by the sight in front of her. Brad was looking up at the girl, eyes glassy from sheer arousal, lips parted just an inch, soft pants leaving his mouth.
“Fuck, you have no idea how hot this was”, the boy said before gripping the back of Alice’ neck and pulling her down for a rough kiss. Thankfully, the girl was quick enough to steady her left hand on the edge again, otherwise she would have landed back in the water face first. Returning the kiss, she slid her right hand beneath the surface, grasping Bradley’s cock in it and starting a fast and rough rhythm, with the sole purpose of getting the boy off. It didn’t take very long, bringing Alice to her high seemed to has edged him enough, so after a few quick strokes, the boy released himself into the blonde’s hand and ultimately also into the now cold water.
Afterwards, the pair stayed like that for a few seconds, foreheads planted onto each other while trying to congregate themselves.
“I think I can see your cum floating beside me in the water”
“Yeah, we should probably leave and burn this room down”.
——————
Ps.: that’s what I imagined how it would look for anyone to be sexy when turning around in a bathtub, on your knees. At least I would look like that.
73 notes
·
View notes
Text
“You said you missed me”
Pairing: Brad Simpson x Reader
Featuring: -
Words: 1417
Warnings: -
Tags: -
Request: requested by anonymous:
“Hey can you write an imagine please where he reader has loads of exams coming up and Brads there to comfort her? Or if you could link one already written? It would mean a lot xxx”
Notes: I’m sorry it took me so long, I’ve also been drowning in exams and didn’t have time to write until now but I hope you like it!!! I have another one related with Chris Evans in case you want to read it: “Genetics”
MASTERLIST
You just wanted to finish. It had been five years since you first put a foot in college, since you felt excited for all those years to come. But at that point, five years later, with all your friends gone because they had already managed to graduated, you just wanted to leave that city and go back to Birmingham. You wanted to stay home with your friends, your family and with Brad.
You missed him way more than you could actually explain. It had been two months since you last saw him, since you last felt his arms around you pulling you close, and due to his tour and to your studies it had been impossible to meet up. You were used to that dynamic between you two, because he used to be away a lot, but this time was getting harder.
Keep reading
375 notes
·
View notes
Text
Personal
Pairing: Brad Simpson x Reader
Featuring: Joe O’Neil, Laura, Connor Ball, Tristan Evans, James McVey, Dan (OC)
Words: 5269 (I KNOW I LET MYSELF GO SORRY LOL)
Warning: -
Tags: -
Request: requested by my Sorella via Whatsapp haha
Notes: -
MASTERLIST
Weddings were possibly your favourite event to attend to. They were beautiful, romantic and they had an open bar. What else could you ask for? But you never thought that being part of a wedding, helping with the organization, could be so damn stressful. Of course you figured it out during those months helping out Laura with hers and Joe’s wedding. You always thought you would attend their wedding as a simple guest, but it all changed when Laura asked you to be his maid of honour. It totally took you by surprise, but it was also true that she had been like a mother to you since yours parents passed away when you were just 12, so it kind of made sense that she asked you to be her maid of honour.
After months and months of stress, tasting what felt like eighty different cakes, choosing between colours that ended up looking all the same, the day arrived and you couldn’t be more excited and relieved. The morning of the event, you made sure to be at Laura’s house at 8 in the morning or she would have your head. Both her mum, her sister and you spent the whole morning getting ready, helping each other, looking at photo albums that would bring up so many happy memories.
Keep reading
123 notes
·
View notes