#Conrad Oxford

[this-boys]

[k0juki]

Nothing to worry about

Liam Stewart x reader

All genders are possible! English is not my first language so feel free to point out any mistakes or errors!

A/n: Just a small drabble:) requests are open! More posts here!

Words: 268

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Liam was smitten. Absolutely. When he first saw you smiling at him, he felt that tug at his heart. He felt the need to give you everything and anything you want, even though you both knew he had nothing to give you, but his love.

"What are you thinking about?" You asked, as you slowly approached him and wrapped your arms around him from behind. He was guarding around the camp, looking for any danger and/or stopping other people from leaving camp.

"You shouldn't be here, you know?" He said and smiled a little. It was weird, he should have noticed when you sneaked on him from behind, but he didn't. Something was on his mind and you've senced, it was probably either you or his duties. 

"Yeah, I know," you answered "but I wanted to see you" you admitted as your voice was getting a lot quieter. Everyone from your group started to notice how you didn't like the camp so much compared to others. 

Even Liam had his own doubts about this amazing camp, but he didn't want to admit it just like you. He knew that everywhere else you and others would be in danger and he had promised himself and most importantly you, that he will do anything, for you to be safe, no matter what. 

As he heard that tone in your voice, he turned himself in your hold to get a better look at you. "It's gonna be alright." He softly said and cupped your face in his hands. His blue eyes looking into yours.

"We just have to hold on.”

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Don't copy or translate my work! Also the picture is not mine! Credit goes to owner!

[abusivelittlebunny]

Conrad - Scho - John

I swear I could do better these are just practice portraits but fucking hell I even hate these and these turned out the finest so far... my hand and brain are broken istg

[sunnie-angel]

Conrad Oxford feels love fill his chest for the first time and doesn’t know what to do with the feeling. It’s different than the love he feels for his family. Around them, his hands don't become clumsy and his tongue still continues to work. Loving his family feels familiar, a favourite sweater worn soft to the touch.

No, loving you feels very different. But he knows it still is love. Loving you reminds him of the stories his mother used to tell him about King Arthur, Lancelot, Guinevere. You share the same air as him and Conrad understands now how poets can write sonnets. He's swallowed the sun and all of it's stars when he looks at you.

Conrad does not have his mother’s clever voice to guide him with stories about brave knights and fine ladies anymore. Only a father's grief tinged memories barely spoken. In this matter of the heart, Conrad must find his own way through.

So he sets you as the North Star to his love’s compass, steady and true. Eyes bright enough to light up the night sky and hands gentle as the wind. It is not some fragile, courtly thing that roosts in his heart, though he sees its companion in old stories, but something wild and as natural as breathing. Breathless, he is drawn into your orbit and he lets himself be drawn. It feels oddly like flying. Your smile, more precious than any medal pinned to his chest could ever be, gives him the kind of strength that burns through his sinews and steadies his bones. Love flays him open, sweetens the breath in his lungs, rebuilds him atom by atom. He is a lovestruck fool and there is no one else he’d rather be.

[tsivi]

Love it when a man is a dead wife in a movie. So manic pixie dream girl.

[blue--ingenue]

me updating "For King And Country" after a 2 year hiatus:

[aivelin]

Plan D

When a plan C goes wrong, it's just a plan D, right?

Made for @pendingsignal

Full - https://archiveofourown.org/works/47601454

[bugshideaway]

I miss him so much (THE LACK OF CONRAD EDITS IS MAKING ME FEEL UPTIGHT)

[conradrasputin]

[all-about-conrad]

i need to talk about conrad…like real bad🫣 pls drop some concepts/thoughts in my mailbox

[droppingthegloves]

fine. i'll rewatch the king's man.

[this-boys]

Harris Dickinson poses for a portrait for Arte on May 20, 2022 in Cannes, France.

[conradrasputin]

#william schofield#yes besides the ps au i also want an au where he's a ballet dancer together with his fancy cousin conrad#rasputin is the teacher of course (x)

Daria Kulikova Bolshoi Ballet Academy

[mick-c]

I watched most of The King’s Man (2021) yesterday and I feel bad for Conrad.

Spoilers:

I mean like not just his death but like how he’s feeling when he’s on the No Man’s Land. He seems a bit unprepared or smth. Like I resonate him a bit as a character.

[sunnie-angel]

A Gentleman

With his Received Pronunciation, Saville Row suits, and the family line spanning generations of aristocrats, Conrad Oxford is a gentleman for all the world knows. He doesn’t fuck like one.

Conrad learned just how powerful it is to wield someone’s desire for you as a weapon on his 19th birthday, sitting across a table from the most influential man in the Russian court. He was too unsteady, too untrained, then to know how to manipulate the tendrils of lust, to dig them in like claws until his opponent lay helpless before him. But he’s always been a quick learner, and in this it has been no exception. Conrad’s first fuck is in a brothel on a half-day’s leave from the trenches, the name Archie Reid written on his dog tags. He learns a lot in that handful of hours, from the working girls and his fellow soldiers. Has an epiphany that his long pianist’s fingers can be put to so many more uses.

Conrad lost any taste for violence he had around the same time he lost a chunk of his skull, smaller than a nail’s head, to friendly fire. But his body, the one that trained for hours to be a weapon, still has it’s uses. After the war, after his recovery, Conrad comes to discover that his single-minded determination and moral flexibility when it comes to higher goals makes him particularly well suited to seduction. Very few people look at this soft spoken boy with his wide eyes and rosebud pout and suspect him of anything nefarious. And when they’re under him, faces twisted up in pleasure hips meeting his with a punishing rhythm, well they’re not really thinking much about Conrad’s motives at all. He learns quickly on the job, how his gentlemanly manners can disarm even the most hesitant mark but the sight of a loosened collar and the languid bob of an Adam’s apple can stop them thinking entirely. Hard fast fucks in closets and palatial guest rooms yielding codes to safes and ministerial schedules. Clever questing fingers distract from documents stolen from the desk underneath his partner for the evening. He wins under whatever rules the universe uses to measure these encounters though his partner doesn’t know it yet, but it’s in that most delicate moment of victory that he’s most in danger.

But when he’s safe, doesn’t have to worry about the near blindness in his left eye being used as a weakness against him, Conrad lets himself fall into the intimacy of the aftermath. Rests his head on the sternum of his partner just to hear their heart’s muffled beats. Let’s his breathing slow to match the rise and fall of the body below. No many-layered suits acting as armour to separate him from the closeness of skin on skin dotted with perspiration. He likes pressing soft closed-mouth kisses to the tender skin of a stomach, it sends a thrill through him, this chance he takes at his most bare. Ending him would be so easy like this, here in this moment, if his paper thin ruses are discovered. Idly he’ll wonder if they’d wrap his body in the same sheet he’s currently half-wearing. But that’s not the game he plays with this particular lover. If he’s feeling particularly vulnerable, he’ll even let them play with the curling hair at the nape of his neck. Feels those fingers capable of the violence he avoids stroke those scraps of unguarded skin. He can fantasize it’s done out of true tenderness. Can imagine love from the arms holding him close in the moment.

[blueingenuefics]

Masterlist

Red, White, and Royal Blue

Criminal Minds

The King's Man