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The Summer I Turned Pretty || 2.07

"You shouldn't be here, Jere. You being here doesn't change anything. Dad is selling the house because he's greedy. He doesn't care about anything," he reminds Jeremiah. It's one thing for him to be here and to inevitably face the wrath of their father but Jere stlll looked at their father like he was worth something. Little did he know Conrad's not even sure their dad loved their mother in the end. "You should take Belly and go home. I've got this. -- I wasn't even going to pass that class anyway."

"I'm not going to let you push me away again. It's not going to do any of us any good." Jere pointed out with a heavy sigh. He knew that Belly was right, that they needed to stick together even if he was still upset over the whole Conrad and Belly thing. . . . "If we team up together, we can get people to listen to us. And you know what? Screw what dad says, he doesn't know anything."

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"this isn’t the first time, and it won’t be the last." from Steven @ownmidnight

"You mean this won't be the last time I kicked your ass?" he chuckles lightly, raising an eyebrow at his friend. As kids Steven, Jeremiah, and Belly had all started following him around, leading his mother to remind Conrad that they were always watching. He'd never asked to be a role model or the leader of the group by any means, but seemingly this is how it went. Maybe that's why it'd been so hard for him to watch them feel the weight of Susannah's illness -- knowing that he'd been the one to lead him into the darkness. But days like this one brought them back into the light, days when they can just enjoy the summer. Possibly the last summer here in Cousins. "I would agree with that. I'll kick your ass tomorrow and the next day and the next day, dude." A large grin sits on Conrad's features, his eyes lingering on Steven as if in a challenge to go again.

"Close. The stock market and the shitty expensive abstract art they are going to put into their penthouses. Gives me some insider trading tips though," he snickers, shrugging. Admittedly, Conrad's never been one that fits in with all the stupid rich kids that don't understand how perfect their lives are. He may have been like them once upon a time but then his mom got sick and then his father was cheating and then she just-- keeps getting sicker. "If it's any consolation, they are way more boring." Conrad stares down at his hand, picking at a loose nail for a moment. "So as long as you don't start talking about that stuff, I won't fall asleep on you."

piper was surprised when her parents shipped her off to a vacation town when she refused college. it seemed counter productive all things considered, but then she realize the real punishment was the offseason. the beach wasn't quite as fun when it was 30 degrees out, luckily it had started to warm up and they could start going out again.

zoning out while she was talking was basically a telltale sign of being bored. "see that's what i'd call boring you." they didn't know each other very well and she supposed she wasn't really entitled to ask if something was up because of that, but she could see that something was bothering conrad. "i get it though, i mean like the jewelry business is kinda boring and probably not your thing at all. what do they talk about at brown that's more interesting? is it like finance or types of ties?"

THE SUMMER I TURNED PRETTY 2.02 "Love Scene"

"i didn’t realize how late it was." from Cassie - @blondenaivety

When Cassie had arrived to Boston, Conrad hadn't really thought that they'd end up close. This year, of course, had been hard for him and admittedly, finding anyone to hang out with that didn't make him want to fade into the background was a win. Still, it didn't mean Conrad didn't get lost in his own mind-- not realizing how late it was as they sat on a roof of a party house that was slowly but surely losing the chaotic noise of the party he'd hid from, blunt in his hands. "Shit-- yeah. You're right," he laughs to himself. Clearly that blunt had impacted the perception of the night as he stares at the bright light of his phone. "You need a ride or something? My brother's on DD-duty."

❝ i’ll come get you, where are you ? ❞ from JJ -- @jaymaybnk

Looking around his surroundings, being drunk and lost is maybe not an ideal state for himself. Instead, he should be back at the house laying by the pool, instead he's on the beach, crashing some party with people he doesn't know. "I mean, if I knew, I probably wouldn't have called you," he snorts, as if the misfortunate circumstances weren't of his own making. "I see a Shell gas station off the beach. That give you any ideas? Because it's giving me ideas-- slushie ideas. You want one, man?" Slushies were always one of Belly's favorites. Speaking of, he should find Belly.

❝ am i boring you ? ❞ from piper -- @heartsbreaking

Conrad can't help but want to always fade into the background. It's where it's comfortable. It's where it's safe. Since his mother's downturn, he's been coming to Cousins on the weekend, instead of staying at Brown. It might be the spring but there are still plenty of people lounging on the beach. Tucking his hands further into his hoodie, he shrugs. It's not like he wasn't listening to Piper but he also wasn't listening with intent. "Sorry," he says softly. "No, go ahead. I just kinda zoned out," he shrugs, refocusing on Piper.

by clicking the links below, you will find 892 gifs of christopher briney in his role as conrad fisher in the series the summer i turned pretty (season 1). all of the gifs were created by me from scratch. you absolutely may use these gifs to roleplay or as reaction gifs, but ask you to not use them in smut rps, nsfw content, or celebrity rping. i kindly ask you to not repost or claim these gifs as your own. let me know if you would like to edit these gifs for any purpose. like and reblog if using!

part 1 tw: swimming, dr*gs, kissing, fighting, shirtless, drinking. part 2 tw: shirtless, protrayl of an anxiety attack, fighting, crying, kissing.

[click here] for part one (episodes 1-4) containing 423 gifs.

[click here] for part two (episodes 5-7) containing 599 gifs.

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@thegrectwar a new, independent & selective multimuse roleplay blog featuring muses from the summer i turned pretty, outer banks, shadow & bone, && more. multiverse, crossover & oc friendly. written by steph. beta user.

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╰┈➤ STARTER PROMPTS : Assorted Sentence Prompts a set of various original sentence prompts !

— STATEMENTS

❝ i miss you. ❞ ❝ you can’t leave me here ! ❞ ❝ get in the car. ❞ ❝ it’s not about you. ❞ ❝ it isn’t your fault. ❞ ❝ i’ve made my decision. ❞ ❝ it’s cold out, take a coat. ❞ ❝ let me know you got there. ❞ ❝ this isn’t the first time, and it won’t be the last. ❞ ❝ that doesn’t sound like the you i know. ❞ ❝ i can’t lose you. ❞ ❝ don’t try to hide things from me. ❞ ❝ i care about you. ❞ ❝ you care. i can see it in your eyes. ❞ ❝ you don’t want this. ❞ ❝ i didn’t realize how late it was. ❞ ❝ slow down, start from the beginning. ❞ ❝ here, drink this. ❞ ❝ lie down, you’re going to hurt yourself. ❞ ❝ you need rest. ❞ ❝ i haven’t slept in days. ❞ ❝ i’ve been having nightmares. ❞ ❝ i love you. don’t forget that. ❞ ❝ i can’t believe you did that. ❞ ❝ yeah, i know. ❞ ❝ i don’t remember. ❞ ❝ let me help you. ❞ ❝ i don’t need your help. ❞ ❝ i want to help you. please, let me help you. ❞ ❝ that storm doesn’t seem to be going anywhere. ❞ ❝ i think we’re stuck here. ❞ ❝ it’s only a matter of time. ❞ ❝ there’s something about you. i don’t know what it is, but i know it’s there. ❞ ❝ say that again. ❞ ❝ i’d do anything to make you happy. ❞ ❝ there’s that smile ! there’s that smile i love ! ❞ ❝ no, don’t try to hide your beautiful smile from me. ❞ ❝ it’s a beautiful night. ❞ ❝ walk with me. ❞ ❝ you can’t run forever. ❞ ❝ you can’t keep running away like this. ❞ ❝ you look like royalty. ❞ ❝ it doesn’t matter. ❞ ❝ i don’t care anymore. ❞ ❝ please, just leave. i need to be alone. ❞ ❝ don’t try to hide your feelings from me. i know you. ❞ ❝ you look gorgeous. ❞

— QUESTIONS

❝ what are you doing ? ❞ ❝ what is that ? ❞ ❝ what happened ? ❞ ❝ what happened to you ? ❞ ❝ what happened to me ? ❞ ❝ are you free tonight ? ❞ ❝ where are you going ? ❞ ❝ will you stay with me ? ❞ ❝ how long has it been ? ❞ ❝ where have you been ? ❞ ❝ who is that ? ❞ ❝ who am i ? ❞ ❝ who are you ? ❞ ❝ i’ll come get you, where are you ? ❞ ❝ does this look nice on me ? ❞ ❝ why are you doing this ? ❞ ❝ do you remember ? ❞ ❝ do you remember me ? ❞ ❝ do you remember who you are ? ❞ ❝ what are we doing here ? ❞ ❝ please, stay ? ❞ ❝ how have you been sleeping ? ❞ ❝ did you do this ? ❞ ❝ do i even know you anymore ? ❞ ❝ may i have this dance ? ❞ ❝ how do you like your [ tea / coffee ] ? ❞ ❝ what did you just say ? ❞ ❝ you’re not very good at keeping conversation, are you ? ❞ ❝ am i boring you ? ❞ ❝ how is my impression on you going ? ❞ ❝ did you rehearse this ? ❞ ❝ how long until you believe that you can trust me ? ❞ ❝ can i get you something ? ❞ ❝ what can i do to help ? ❞

the beginning, the middle, the end

is anyone surprised I make my return after the premiere of tsitp....... me either

A number of hours later, Belly and Conrad arrived at the beach house, Conrad killing the engine in the driveway, staring at the beach house like it was his saving grace. Although he was hand-in-hand with Belly, her college graduation hopefully marking the first day of the rest of their lives together, Conrad couldn't help but feel sad. Sad because his mother wasn't here to see it all. She wouldn't see him get to marry Belly but she'd known. She'd said so in her letter he'd read on the day of Jeremiah and Belly's almost wedding. Her words were burned into his mind the way that the softness of her eyes were. 'I hope one day you find someone to love and adore you like Belly does. And I hope you don't push her away.' Obviously, she left some room for there to be someone else-- but they both knew there wouldn't be.

Squeezing Belly's hand with a small, but sad smile, he finally speaks after what felt like forever. "I miss her," he mentions, looking back at the house. And in this moment he missed her and ached for her to be here-- to see him. As they exit the car, he smiles at the beach that he can only mostly hear in the darkness but every so often, he catches a reflection of a wave. "We can unpack when we get back, come on," he says, holding his hand back out to lead them to the beach.

SUSANNAH had always said that belly was destined for one of her boys and in this moment, that held true. it'd been a long and complicated road but the destination was worth it and the femme knew that susannah was looking down on them now and smiling. it wasn't just a matter of finding their way back to each other, but they'd both accomplished so much in their lives already and the future looked bright. CONRAD'S hand wrapped around hers made it impossible not to smile, and the excitement bubbled within her as their impromptu trip began to form. ❛❛ okay. i'm stealing a sweater from you no matter what though, ❜❜ the femme responded with a giggle as he whisked her away from the event. ❛❛ you and me, conrad, ❜❜ she agreed with a nod. ❛❛ you and me, and a few days away from everyone and everything. ❜❜ suddenly, one of the best nights of her entire life had gotten even better and she could clearly see the life that she was about to step into it. ❛❛ i'll text my parents from the car. ❜❜

jaymaybnk​:

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The two solo cups in his hands crumpled as pairs of eyes turned on the two men. Rafe getting in someone’s face wasn’t new. JJ being in the middle of an almost brawl wasn’t either. It was the way Rafe was saying the quiet thing out loud. The acknowledgement of the thing that everyone knew but no one really knew how to handle, so they chose to ignore it. But there he was, the Cameron son getting in JJ’s face, laying it out on the table. The blonde was the same height as him, but he never felt smaller as he averted blue eyes from Rafe’s face. Starting fights on the beach was one thing. This was the wrong side of the island for his behavior. Something broke in this house and he’d be behind bars for trespassing and vandalism. But his blood was lava beneath the surface, waiting to erupt. Count to ten in your head to control yourself, Pope had advised him once as he cradled bruised knuckles in front of the principal’s office. You can’t keep blowing up.

One. Two. Three. Four. Five… Run on home. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten. Eyes lifted as a crooked mischievous smirk graced half his face. “Awe Rafe. But if I left we wouldn’t be able to have one of our amazing talks.” Setting a cup down and watching it get grabbed immediately, JJ reached out to pat Rafe’s chest. “But, I’m taking you away from a line of coke or something aren’t I? So…you go that way, I’ll go this way. Call it even.”

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The fact that the blond Pogue thought that Rafe was interested in negotiating was actually kind of funny to Rafe. While his father had always told him that there was an art to negotiating terms, his son had no interest in it. It was his way or not and it not being his way was simply not an option-- at least when it came to JJ. You give that kid an inch and he takes it a mile. “That’s not even. Not even close,” he assures him, jaw clenching as Topper joins the crew behind him. It wasn’t uncommon for them to join up against the Pogues, knowing that the kids from the wrong side of the island would do anything-- even pulling a gun out. “I said,” he reemphasizes. “Run on home. Round up your shitty little friends and head on back where you belong.” Rafe wasn’t delusional, he knew that JJ would be on him in a second if they were anywhere else. His sarcasm would only run for so long though. “You can leave Kie though,” he grins, his eyes daring JJ. 

demolitionsman​:

“Some of them come by a schedule. Sometimes you’re just meant to wait and watch. See if you’re lucky enough to spy a shooting star,” Wylan shrugged. There were a few he knew would come every few years like clockwork, maybe a hundred years. That wasn’t every one though, which made waiting and watching the night just sound like something special. He smiled, tiny and hidden on his face up at Mal.

“I’ve heard that before. There’s a lot of punishments out there for idle hands,” Wylan nodded. “I was never very fond of that. I guess you’re right - maybe we’re not meant for a night of peace.”

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"Just seems like you could watch forever and never find one,” he mentions, peering up as if in that moment he might get lucky enough. Mal had been fighting for so long, it seemed crazy to think that beyond navigating using the stars, he would be content with the idea of laying there and simply being. But at least he was in good company. It seemed that Wylan might feel the same-- uncomfortable with comfortable. “Someday, I hope to be. Once all of this is done and gone and simply a terrible memory.”

casually ignore my week-long absence, idk.