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probably-writing-x · 9 months

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The Morning After The Night Before

Conrad x Reader

Summary: Conrad fell in love with you long ago. And, now, it’s finally happened.

So… what exactly happened last night?

You were sure it was a dream.

No. Maybe you should be thinking of this as a nightmare.

Oh god.

It definitely didn’t feel like a nightmare.

You’d slept with your best friend.

No, no, worse than that.

You’d slept with your family friend.

As in, all of your family and all of his family were staying in a beach house together right now and you’d just slept with him.

WHAT THE FUCK.

You force yourself to eventually open your eyes and take in your surroundings. His bedroom walls, his nightstand, his sheets over your naked form. It’s cold in his room but then again it always is - you’re sure he’s not turned the AC off ever. You pull the sheets a little higher over you and push yourself into the mattress like you’re trying to make sure it’s all real.

Your eyes adjust enough to the light and you take a deep breath, forcing yourself to turn over in the sheets and face in the other direction, towards the other side of the mattress.

Empty.

Was he fucking kidding? He’d fucking left you here? That’s just typical Conrad you know, last night he wa-

“You’re awake,” His voice speaks from the end of the mattress, where he was perched on the foot of the bed.

He’s wearing only a pair of boxers, the muscles of his back contorting as he lifts up a hand to drag through his hair.

“Sorry, I’m normally a pretty early riser but I didn’t want to leave you here,” He explains and the tension in your chest relaxes.

You hold one hand over the sheets on your chest and push yourself up to sit against the pillows behind you, readjusting the sheets once more to make sure you were covered.

“Did you sleep okay?” Conrad asks, clearing his throat a little before moving back into the bed to sit beside you, hands either side of him like they’re not sure where they’re supposed to be placed.

“Yeah, yeah, fine,” You nod a little too quickly, “Um, did you?”

He nods in return but doesn’t speak.

Oh god.

This is awful. I mean this is literally dreadful.

Until last night this guy had been your best friend. He’d been your confidante and your partner in crime. He’d been like the other half of you. And one tipsy kiss had turned to another and another and… well, there was only one way you eventually ended up naked in his bed.

But, damn, it was good.

NO.

Back to reality, this is awful, why is this so awkward?

“Do you-“

“Can we-“

Both of you pause at the same moment and glance at each other for a split second. But your eyes linger there and so do his. His hair is curling around either side of his face, his eyes softer in the mornings. There’s a mark on his shoulder from where your fingers had been gripping him last night. You blush at the thought.

In the same moment, Conrad sees you too. Your hair messy and tangled around your head. Your lips stifling a yawn. And he reaches a hand out to brush your hair back from your neck, his thumb brushing over a darkening mark left by him.

“I didn’t realise I-“

“It’s okay,” You assure him, your eyes watching the way his scan over you.

You move your hands to fix the sheet around your chest, pulling it up underneath your shoulders tightly.

“You know you dont need to do that,” Conrad points out, “It’s nothing I haven’t seen before.”

In that moment, despite all of the awkward tension, both of you laugh. And you feel the anxiety relieve a little in your chest, lightening the weight on your heart. He was still Conrad.

“Are you hungry?” He offers, looking at you with eyebrows slightly raised.

“I could eat,” You nod.

“Alright, I’ll be back in a minute,” He returns, pushing himself out of the bed.

He bends down to find his discarded t-shirt from the night before and tugs it over his head, running a hand over his hair. He lends a small smile in your direction and then leaves you alone in the room.

Okay, this was manageable. It wasn’t totally awkward. You could deal with this.

But part of you was terrified that last night was all that Conrad wanted. Maybe he’d changed his mind. Maybe he’d decided you two were better as friends. And you’d have to leave his room and go back to your own and pretend like last night had never happened. Because you’d rather lose him like that than lose him as a friend.

But what if he didn’t?

He hadn’t run off screaming just yet. He’d stayed. He asked you how you slept and brushed his fingers over your skin. He smiled at you with the same warmth in his eyes that he’d had before any of this had happened, warmed even more by last nights events. Maybe he did want this. And you did too.

You check the time on your phone to see that it’s 9:34. Your Mom, Stephen and Belly would be back any time now with Susannah and Jere. They’d all gone to visit a college campus yesterday now that Jere is in the process of deciding whether he wants to go to college or not - your Mom had decided it was a good idea for your sister Belly to start looking too, and Stephen only went because he wanted to compare it to Princeton. Typical.

There’s a text from your sister on your phone.

Belly: We’ll be back in an hour ish, just stopping for gas <3

You respond with a quick text before getting up and rummaging in the closet for a t-shirt to wear. One of Conrad’s jerseys would do.

You pull it down over you and sit back onto the bed, the bedroom door nudges open and Conrad steps inside, slowly pushing it shut again with his foot behind him. In his hands, there is a tray of food. Two glasses of juice, a plate with a single muffin on, and two apples.

“I’m sorry, Mom still needs to go grocery shopping,” He winces a little at the sad sight of food.

You shake your head, “No, no, it’s perfect.”

He leans over just enough and you relieve him of the weight of the two glasses, setting them down onto the nightstand whilst Conrad rests the tray down in the middle of the bed between your legs and his.

Both of you are silent again as he picks up the muffin and breaks it into two halves, handing you the larger piece. You pick at the sponge and swallow the lump in your throat.

“Hey, um,” You clear your throat and take a deep breath, forcing yourself to look at him, “If you, um, well if you regret last night then I completely understand. We’ll just forget it ever happened, move on. Act like we never even kissed. I mean, that’s fine by me. I’m not expecting you to fall in lo-“

“I don’t want to forget it,” Conrad confirms, his eyes glancing up to meet yours, to pierce into you.

“You, uh, you don’t?” You raise your eyebrows, a little taken aback.

He shakes his head.

“I mean, I just thought that you’d think this was too complicated and I-“ You stop yourself, “I just didn’t want to force you into… I don’t know.”

He laughs a little, “(Y/n) I’ve been waiting to kiss you since I can remember. And I’ve been waiting to do that with you since I first learnt what the hell it was. I don’t want to forget that.”

You bite your lip to fight back a smile.

“I don’t care if it’s complicated.”

“You say that now but what about our families?” You shrug your shoulders, “They’re going to have a lot to say, and if this ends then we-“

“Woah, woah, woah,” He sets down the muffin on the side and turns to you, “Why would this end?”

“Come on Con, you’ve never been one for relationships.”

“I don’t want this to end (y/n). This is it. We’re it.”

“Do you really mean that?” You feel a lump form in your throat as if this entire picture could just crumble in front of you.

“I do.”

With that, he lifts up a hand to cup the side of your cheek, drawing you into him. Slowly, Conrad leans in and presses a kiss to your lips, slow but ending all too soon as he pulls away just enough.

“We’re it,” He mumbles again, his lips curling into a smile that matches yours as he leans in once more.

You grip the skin of his shoulder as he kisses you, grounding yourself into this exact moment with this exact boy.

��Maybe we just don’t tell everyone right away,” You comment as you pull back, narrowing your eyes a little, “It’s probably better to avoid all the questions about what we did when they left us alone for a night.”

Conrad laughs, “Okay, okay, it stays between us for now.”

You smile, “I’m going to go take a shower.”

He groans a little as you get out of the bed, his t-shirt hanging around your thighs. You know he’s watching you as you leave, a small smile upturning at the corners of his lips - an inner peace he hasn’t felt before.

Ten minutes later, there’s the sound of a key turning in the lock and the pouring in of the rest of the house all returning. Stephen yells something about needing a piss and clambers up the stairs, followed by Belly yelling at him that she needed to go first. There were multiple bathrooms in this place but that didn’t seem to matter.

A moment after, Jeremiah makes his way upstairs and knocks on his brothers door.

“Are you decent?” He calls, pushing open the door and stepping inside.

Conrad is sat on the edge of the bed, “Hey, how was your trip?”

“You’re oddly cheerful,” Jere frowns, “But the trip was good, yeah.”

“Good, Im glad,” Conrad nods, “So do you think you’ll apply there?”

“What’s going on here?” Jeremiah scans a finger around the room as if looking for clues, “What’s got you so happy?”

“What? I can’t ask you questions?”

Jeremiah’s hand is now pointed at the nightstand, “Two glasses of juice. You had somebody here.”

“Jere I didn’t have anybody he-“

“Then why is the muffin split in half?” Jeremiah practically gasps.

“Will you keep your voice down I-“

Before Jeremiah can say anything more, the bathroom door unlocks and you step out into the hallway, a towel wrapped around you, your hair wet clinging to the skin of your shoulders.

“Hey!” You smile in Jere’s direction, trying to remain nonchalant.

“(Y/n) will know!” Jeremiah points out to his brother, “Did Conrad have a girl here last night?”

You laugh a little and shake your head, “Your brother’s business is nothing to do with me.”

“That doesn’t answer my question,” Jeremiah retaliates.

You roll your eyes, “Leave the boy alone Jere, he’s probably tired. He had a busy night.”

Conrad stays sat on the edge of his bed and feels the beginnings of a smile brightening his face as he drags a hand through his hair.

He’d been waiting for this for forever. For you, for forever.

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unfxrgetwble · 8 months

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i love reading fanfic bc they are all so different like one minute im reading an enemies to lovers and my fictional bf of the day is a jerk and the next one he is the sweetest man to walk the earth!! THE DIVERSITY

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authoreetea · 5 months

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𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐬

pairing ; conrad fisher x reader

summary ; the three summers that connected you to conrad

warning ;

note! lover inspired 😛 i tried something new and wrote it in reader's pov or your pov, hope u like it!

⎯⎯ ୨ ୧ ⎯⎯

🩷🎀

The coastal town of cousins was alive with the sound of the waves crashing against the shore while the salty sea breeze brushes through my hair, it was the beginning of summer and I wasted no time going to the beach of cousins.

I sat there on the sand, reading cheesy and cliche romance books that twelve year old me longed for such love, which was then interrupted by a group of guys laughter.

I looked up to see three boys, one with curly hair, another with black hair and pale skin. Yet all I cared about was the boy with light eyes and messy hair.

With his messy hair and sunkissed skin, and the way the sun shone in his eyes. The way he pushed his glasses up every time it kept slipping off, or the way he runs his fingers through his hair.

I was shocked when they all walked towards me. I looked up at them confused, "Hi?"

"Hi, can you join us? we were about to play catch but we're short one person, and Conrad here was too shy to ask." The one with black hair asked, receiving a nudge in his rib.

"He thinks you're pretty! What's your name?" The curly haired one exclaimed, he seemed to be slightly younger than the other two. Red rushed to my cheeks as the two bicker in front of me.

I smiled at him, my cheeks red as roses. "I'm y/n, what about you guys?"

The three boys introduced themselves, the curly headed one as Jeremiah, the dark haired one as Steven.

Conrad, as I'd come to know him, he shared the magic of Cousins beach with me on all three summers we connected.

🧸🖼️

The summer when I turned 15, unfolded like a delicate dance between Conrad and I. Underneath the starlit sky, at beach bonfires and friendly gatherings, our eyes met in fleeting glances.

Cousins beach became a place where I visited every summer, thanks to my father and his intentions to bring some fun into the family. Conrad became my best friend since then, so did his family.

It was a battle in my mind everyday as I had developed a crush on my best friend, each day at Cousins it grows. Our feelings danced around each other with each step echoing each other's unspoken thoughts.

It was a really hot day at cousins beach and you were dying to go out and buy some ice cream. Just as you were about to call Belly to buy some, your mother stepped into your room.

"Hey honey, Conrad's downstairs, I think he wants to go to the boardwalk." She says with her warm smile that always insinuates something else.

I try to pretend annoyed and roll my eyes but my red cheeks and smile gives it away. "Stop with that look, you always do that with Conrad. I swear we're just friends, mom." I say, but my mother knew better.

"I didn't say anything, sweetie!" She says, laughing at my expense. I bid my goodbye and walked downstairs to greet Conrad.

He was there, by the living room with his tousled hair and a white tee and khaki shorts. He smiled up at me, adjusting his glasses as he walked his way to where I was.

"Hi connie, you ready to lose at all the games?" I grin, teasing him. He laughs at me as he ruffles up my hair.

"You wish, sunny." he said proudly as I swatted his hand away from my head. The nickname was something he created the day we watched the sunset together as I read him my Pride and Prejudice book.

I like that he keeps the memory close to heart the same way I do. Conrad was always thoughtful, he wasn't great at communication but he showed it in ways many couldn't.

At ring toss, Conrad was determined to win. Our tongues were stained red and blue from the slushie and snow cones we've had through the afternoon.

"Congratulations! You have won a price, which one would you like?" The guy said in a monotonous voice as Conrad finally won a game of ring toss. He thinks thoroughly before choosing the cutest little bear with a pink ribbon stitched by its ear.

He walked his way to where I stood and handed me the light brown bear with its pink ribbon. He sheepishly smiles, "Here, I got it for you."

In that moment I almost melted in a puddle of admiration. "Really? Thank you, Connie!" I said gleefully

He grins at my reaction, unbeknownst to me that he was giving me such an adoring look. "It reminded me of you, you know, with the way you always have a ribbon in your hair."

That alone made me feel all warm, Conrad is observant and he recognizes everything around him, and he noticed the ribbons in my hair.

🍒 🌅

I felt that this summer would be different. I wanted to make it different.

This was the summer I would admit to my feelings and tell Conrad, my best friend, that I was in love with him. I've read books about falling for your best friend, and I hoped it wouldn't ruin our friendship.

It was the night of the fourth of July, everyone was celebrating. Susannah hosted a lovely gathering at their house, and I had planned to confess to Conrad this summer.

Conrad was the one constant in my life, he was always by my side. His presence became a steady anchor, that makes everything in my life a little bit better.

Our group, the younger people, all went to the beach and had a little get together. Secrets were spilled, so were alcohol, and laughter was shared.

Conrad was right next to me, he had his arm over my shoulder as Steven told a funny story from the country club.

"You should've seen his face!" Steven says, and everyone laughed louder. Taylor played some music and ushered everyone to dance, and of course Steven was up in a heartbeat, inviting Taylor to dance with him.

I smiled at them, winking at Taylor. Conrad stood up and grabbed me to stand up. "Hi, dove." He said, a mere whisper.

We were so close to each other that I almost threw up, luckily I did not. "Connie, do you want to dance?" I say, eyeing him with a playful smirk on my face.

He chuckles, "I wanna talk." He said, a smile playing at his face.

It was night time, 24 minutes past nine pm of July fourth, a summer I will never forget.

"What's up, Con?" I say, brushing the sand away with my feet as I waited for him to say something.

"Look up, the stars look really captivating tonight." He says, but he wasn't even looking at the stars.

looking up, I smiled. "It really does."

"Just like you."

With that, I almost gave myself whiplash when I turned to look at him with reddened cheeks and wide eyes.

Conrad chuckles, as he reaches for my hand and threads his fingers through mine. "You know, the last few summers have been something special, hasn't it?" He pauses, looking down at our hands.

I nod, a smile forming on my face as I held onto his hand.

"Each day I spent with you I felt something more different, something that I can't quite put into words." He says, slowly inching towards me. I could feel my pulse quickening.

I sheepishly smile at him, "What do you mean, Conrad?"

He smiles, his hands coming near my face to tuck the stray piece of hair on my face. "I mean... I've fallen for you." Conrad says

His ocean eyes were staring into my soul, unknowingly our bodies were getting closer and closer.

I looked up at him, my eyebrows furrowed together. He continues, "I've fallen for you head over heals, y/n/n."

I took a deep breath about to say something when colors of red, white, and blue were in the sky.

Fireworks, I smiled. I had the biggest grin on my face as I looked at Conrad again, cupping his cheeks and pulling him into a kiss.

He was shocked at first but then quickly kisses me back, his arm entangled around my waist.

"I've loved you three summers now, Connie. And I want them all."

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i-think-you-are-gr8 · 3 months

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TSITP WRITERS

I am not only asking you but I am BEGGING ON MY KNEES. Please keep writing and creating your content. I simply cannot just wait until 2025 for no more content. You guys are single handed my keeping me alive <3

#tsitp #tsitp conrad #tsitp jeremiah #tsitp imagine #conrad fisher #jeremiah fisher #the summer i turned pretty #steven conklin #belly conklin #bonrad #fan fiction #chris briney #gavin casalegno #lola tung #sean kaufman #rain spencer #jenny han

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crimsonlovebartylus · 1 month

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The Summer Regulus Black Turned Pretty snippet:

Monty turns to glance at him, his lips slowly turning down into a frown. “Why’d you let him get so drunk? You’re lucky that he and your mom didn’t get hurt.”

Disappointment. Always his fault – always the angel, never the god.

“I didn’t know he was drinking that much.” Barty murmurs. Knowing that he looks as dejected as he feels.

Because, why is he never good enough for any father figure?

“You’re the oldest. You’re supposed to look out for the younger kids.” Monty scowls at him.

Sorry James. I tried.

Barty scoffs, feeling dejected. “I don’t know why, but I thought I could talk to you. But I was wrong.” He says, shaking his head.

coming today. chapter 6 & 7 because a girlie be bad at updating.

#also to clarify barty would be what sirius is in magical au's #him and james arent related #i needed to do this to make the TSITP plot obviously #barty crouch jr #the marauders #fan fiction #bartylus #once again James is Jeremiah #and conrad is Barty <3

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kookicat · 1 year

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The Hopes of Empty Men

Teaser Chapter

It all goes to hell in an instant.

The street is dark and drenched with rain. It trickles down his neck, soaking his Henley and he hunches his shoulders in resigned annoyance. He's exhausted - just off a tough double with more critical patients than he has fingers - enough that the world is a pleasant blur as he makes his way home. Be home soon, love you, he types with clumsy fingers and tucks the phone back into his pocket. There's enough sand in his eyes to fill a beach. Rubbing them doesn't help, but he does it anyway.

"Conrad?" a familiar voice says from behind him, and he turns without thinking. The hospital is still in sight, looming like a sanctuary over the street.

"Yeah?" he asks, and the world goes black as something crashes into the back of his head. There's pressure on his wrists, oddly familiar, and he twists when he realises his attacker is zip tying his arms behind his back. The world rolls, slow and sick, and the burst of energy vanishes under a wave of nausea so intense it steals his breath. Stars invade his eyes, flying through his head like a stampede through a valley and his cheek smacks into the wet pavement hard enough to draw blood.

"You killed my wife…" is the last thing he hears, before everything fades away.

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ckm-writes · 2 years

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Her Only Fan

ALEXXXIS: so, wanna show me your 🍆 😍

Stacie typed her standard greeting. She was hoping she might get a fun or exciting response, but she had a paper to finish. She could probably use an automated service like most of her collab partners, but she liked to think the personal touch mattered and sometimes she got lucky.

Beca blinked at the words on her phone and immediately flipped it over. “This is weird. I’m weird. What was I even thinking?” There was thankfully no one in the room to hear her freaking out, or to watch what she was doing. No she could do this. She wasn’t “boring” or whatever Jesse had said before he walked out of her life. She was a bad ass, dammit!

DJBEXX: I … don’t have one of those?

Stacie stopped typing her doctoral dissertation on her laptop when she heard saw an incoming notification. Ooh, this one might be interesting!

ALEXXXIS: Aw 😔 Not even in your backpack?

Beca was surprised by the rapid response, but also a little confused. Suddenly, a memory surfaced. Something Cynthia Rose had mentioned about her toy stash for playdates and Beca turned eight shades of red. Oh my g…

#drabble #steca #fan fiction #pitch perfect au #bicurious #beca mitchell #stacie conrad #i might do something with this #i don’t know yet #at least I’m writing?

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darkeralmond · 11 months

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could you do a friends with benefits fan fiction with conrad fisher? and maybe they get together at the end?

ofc i can!! tysm for the request!! i love u ❤️❤️❤️

Escort?

Conrad Fisher x Reader

synopsis: you and conrad had always been close growing up. you cared for him and he cared for you. when him and nicole broke up, he came to you for comfort. that’s when this whole fling started. now the deb ball was coming up and you wanted things to become more serious.

warnings: fluff, fwb relationship, Conrad being adorable, suggestive dialogue

word count: 1k

a/n: I COULDNT STOP SMILING WHILE WRITING THIS!! this is such an adorable concept tysm for the request!

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You had been going down to Cousins for as long as you could remember. You always came down with the Fishers and would stay for only half the summer. Then when the 4th of July hit, your mom would come down to hang out at the beach house before taking you home. However, that changed this summer since your motm wanted you to participate in the Debutante Ball with Belly.

Things had changed since a couple summers ago. You ended up in a messy relationship with one of the football players at your high school, Lucas. The two of you broke things off since neither of you could provide what the other wanted. It broke you. Your friends comforted you, sure, but Conrad’s comfort was the only thing to get you through the break up.

You then had to reciprocate that same comfort after he and Nicole broke things off because of an unknown reason. Just like what happened after you and Lucas, you comforted him in the beach house bedroom. The only difference was the outcome of your care. That's when the pattern of hooking up as “just friends'' started. That's when your true feelings for Conrad finally emerged.

Now here you two were, making out to TV Girl’s “Lover’s Rock” on his bed. It was truly romantic in the most platonic way possible. You laid on top of Conrad as his hands ran up and down your thighs gently like you were fragile. Your mind strayed off during the long period of kissing.

The Deb ball was coming up in the next couple of days and it seemed like all your Deb sisters had an escort but you. Now that both you and Conrad were out of your complicated relationships, it left you with an open opportunity to ask him.

You then thought about how Belly would react to that, she’s always had an obvious crush on Conrad. Would that be betraying her? No because she started dating Cam and now she’s going with Jeremiah. Why would she care if you went with Conrad when she’s obviously occupied with other guys?

You pulled away from the kiss and looked down at him, clearly distressed. Being only friends didn’t feel right to you anymore, frankly because your crush on Conrad grew to the point where it was hard to ignore. He furrowed his eyebrows and cracked a smile. “What?”

You got off of him and flopped down onto the mattress next to him. You laid on your side and met his gaze. “Conrad?” you mumbled.

He chuckled, “Yeah?”

You took a deep inhale and looked up at the ceiling. The tips of your ears felt piping hot, the words hung in your throat ready to escape. It was just one simple question. You finally blurted it out, “Would you… Would you like to be my escort to the Deb ball?”

Your heart raced as you met his gaze again. His expression shifted from playful confusion to pure authentic confusion. “What?” he asked. “Why?”

That wasn’t the reaction you were hoping for. You didn’t expect him to flat out say yes, but you didn’t expect him to sound so… confused?

“Well,” you started, “I don’t have an escort yet and I just thought now that you and Nicole aren’t a thing and Wes and I aren’t a thing that we could go… together.”

You couldn’t picture yourself going with anyone else. You couldn’t picture yourself with anyone else, period. Only Conrad. It was always only Conrad.

“Y/N, be honest,” he sighed. “Do you have feelings for me?” You suddenly felt feverishly hot as your cheeks flushed with embarrassment. You transferred your gaze down to the hem of his t-shirt as an excuse to not look him directly in his eyes. All you had to do was say no, but the silence was his answer. “Y/N, I thought we were gonna keep this strictly just being friends.” He pinched the bridge of his nose while letting out a long exhale,

“Yeah, well have you met you?” you argued. “It’s pretty hard not to fall in love with you and your mysterious persona.”

The seriousness on his face melted away as he chuckled. “Mysterious persona?” He laughed harder which eased your nerves slightly. You cracked a nervous smile and he collected himself before speaking again, “How long have you felt this way?”

Your feelings for Conrad had always been hidden deep in your heart, but they didn’t become known until that night at Shayla’s party. “The first night we fucked after Nicole dumped you.” It wasn’t unbearably long, but it was still too long to keep a secret that big.

His hands cupped your cheeks, lifting your chin up so you could meet his eyes. “I like you, don’t get that mixed up,” he said, “but relationships are really messy. I just don’t want you getting hurt.”

You brought your hand up to meet his and cracked a small smile. “I know, but if we don’t try something, we’ll never know where it could lead us to?” You felt your heartbeat accelerate. You had only ever done this one before and that was with Lucas. “At least tell me what you think we should do. You’re the smartest person I know.”

He knew how breaking things off with him affected you mentally. He didn’t want to be the reason you ever felt that kind of pain again. Conrad smiled and leaned forward. He placed a light kiss on your lips, “Is the dance still the same?” You giggled and placed your forehead against his. “I hope that means yes.” His thumb stroked your cheekbone. You closed your eyes and savored the contact.

“Yes,” you laughed, “it does.”

His warm breaths mixed with the feeling of his soft yet firm hands on you made you feel secure. He was your safety net. The person who could always make sure you were okay even when things weren’t looking up. He was yours to keep.

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asgards-princess-of-mischief · 6 months

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James Conrad ￨ Jonathan Pine ￨ Magnus Martinsson ￨ Prince Hal/Henry V￨Robert Laing ￨ Sir Thomas Sharpe ￨ Tom Hiddleston

#Evelyn's Navigation

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miravayl · 14 days

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15.03.24

#Mira-Marathon | Danny Phantom

Animation Series Name: Danny Phantom | Season 2 | (2005); Production studios: Nickelodeon Animation Series, Billionfold; Director by: Butch Hartmanz, Wincat Alcala, Gary Conrad, Julie Hashiguchi, Kevin Petrilak, Ken Bruce, Richard Bowman, Sean Dempsey, Daniel de la Vega; Screenwriters: Brian Hogan, Sib Ventress, Marty Isenberg, Bob Boyle, Mark Banker, Mark Drop, Amy Keating Rogers, Kevin Sullivan, David Silverman, Stephen Sustarsic, Ellen Lichtwardt Goodchild, Steve Marmel, George Goodchild, Scott D. Peterson, Butch Hartman, Matt Wayne; Starring: David Kaufman, Grey Griffin, Rickey D'Shon Collins, Rob Paulsen, Kath Soucie; Genres: Science Fiction, Fantasy, Action; Running Time: One series – 22 minutes | All series – 7 hours 20 minutes;

The second season of Danny Phantom continues the emotional and exciting adventures of the main character. It is packed with action, humor and exploration of more complex themes. Character development and raised stakes add depth to the story. While there are slight flaws in some episodes, overall this season is a great addition to the first and will appeal to fans of the series.

My rating: 8/10

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escapismqueen · 8 months

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To this day they still talk about the firework incident. That’s literally all they have against Jere. That and their fan fiction and laughably exaggerated claims against him. How dare he get upset when Belly kissed his brother, how dare he feel bitter that Conrad ditched him and his mom to start a relationship, how dare he want to be treated seriously, etc. It’s wild how some of them just don’t care at all about anything other than their precious “endgame” which sucked in the book anyway.

Omg don’t even get me started on that, they legit can’t let it go. They need to leave Jeremiah the hell alone because the more they fight for Conrad, the more their opinions on why their fave should be endgame unravel even more and look more stupid

#tsitp #team jelly #the summer i turned pretty #team jeremiah #anti bonrad

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krysta-cross · 1 year

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My friend finished the fanart for my OC, Krysta Cross so let me put a little information about her along with the art~💙

Krysta Cross is a 26 year old female standing 5 feet flat and has jet black natural hair which half of it was dyed with a mixture of green, blue, violet and pink hues and has hazel brown eyes. (The hair color is amiss on the art but that’s fine and her eyes turn blue when she is on goddess form). She is working as a resident Psychologist in Stellar City Medical Center. She is the only heiress to the Cross family after her grandmother, Celestina Cross passed away. She has passion for the arts during her younger years so she plays musical instruments like the piano, guitar, flute etc. and can also sing very well but later on her focus shifts on helping people with trauma or battling the demons inside their heads so she decided to take up Psychology. The reason why will be elaborated more on the fan fiction.

She has a strong affinity to constellations and stars since it gave her hope during her hard childhood years and even her teenage years. The hairpin she wears on her bangs and her puzzle ring necklace are both gifts from her grandmother so she always wear them and her fashion choice of wearing Lolita dresses is also something she does to honour her memories as her grandmother loves to dress her up like that during her younger years.

She has many relatives but is close to only two of them which is Kathlene Cross, her mother’s twin sister and her uncle Conrad Luna, his father’s older brother who also stood as her parents after her own died on a tragic car accident but her main guardian is still Celestina Cross, the President and CEO of the Cross group of companies.

Next time I’ll post more information about her here if I’m not so tired 🥱

#krysta's funfacts #krysta’s bio #krysta cross #krystacross #constellationgoddess #mk oc #mk fanfic

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filmnoirfoundation · 7 months

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ASK EDDIE returns Thursday, October 19, 7:00 PM PT to our Facebook page, https://www.facebook.com/filmnoirfoundation/live

FNF prez Eddie Muller responds to film noir fan questions fielded by the Foundation's Director of Communications Anne Hockens. In this episode, we discuss international noir, the best noir genre hybrids, why Eddie prefers a non-academic approach to writing about noir, and more. We wind up the show with our noir-stained horror movie recommendations for your Halloween viewing pleasure. On the cat front, Eddie’s answers a viewer’s questions about Tizzy’s travel habits.

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Can’t join us on Thursday? No problem! A recording will be up on our YouTube channel, @NoirCity, on Friday, October 20: https://www.youtube.com/user/NoirCitySF

Note: Eddie will not be able to answer questions posted during the livestream nor ones left on our social media accounts

THIS WEEK'S QUESTIONS:

What's the deal with the short ties in mid-century movies? Some of them appear to be only 10-12 inches long.

Jay and Connie, Ann Arbor

In my opinion, the countries with the strongest cinematic noir traditions are France, Japan, the U.K., and Mexico. Do you agree? I'd love to hear the two of you discuss each of those four noir traditions (plus others if you'd like).

Kathleen from Chicago

Have you been to the Hollywood Museum on Highland Ave. in L.A.?

Alan, San Anselmo, CA

SUMMER OF DARKNESS introduced me to Eddie Muller. Eddie, how did you get involved with this? Did you have any connection to TCM prior to that Summer?

John Weber in Tampa

Can you tell me why NOTORIOUS is no longer shown on TCM? And the wonderful film noir, SLEEP MY LOVE, will that ever be shown?

Jenene

What are your favorite noir-fusion genres and which films do you consider definitive examples of a noir Western, noir science fiction, etc.?

Brett, Edmonton, Alberta, Canada

STAIGHT TIME with Dustin Hoffman and Harry Dean Stanton-noirs often glamourize criminals and heists, but this seems very realistic. What’s Eddie’s take on the film and both these actors.

Brian in Toronto

In Walter Mosley's EVERY MAN A KING, TCM gets a mention as do the following:

THE BRASHER DOUBLOON. Any thoughts on the Chandler book or the film?

A character is described as Sydney Greenstreet on steroids. If you were to name your Mount Rushmore of Sydney Greenstreet movies, which two would you add to the obvious choice?

Oliver mentions Steve McQueen's last movie, THE HUNTER. I would like to hear your opinions.

Joe from Suffolk County, NY

A few months ago, Eddie was traveling with Tizzy, which got me to thinking about the difficulties/practicalities ...Did Tizzy go on an airplane? Stay in a hotel room? (Hotel bar?)

Sue, San Francisco

How do you think it would go if James Ellroy and Hunter S. Thompson found themselves seated at a table in a small room together?

Bill, Pleasant Hill, CA

Eddie doesn’t seem to care for in-depth academic studies of Film Noir and prefers a historical and production emphasis for such studies. If this is true, what is it about those aspects of an academic intellectual approach to Film Noir that rings hollow to you?

Conrad

#anne hockens #eddie muller #film noir foundation #ask eddie #film noir #noir city #noir alley #halloween noir

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