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[conradfiisher]

The Summer I Turned Pretty Season 3 - Official Teaser 

[aleigh75-blog]

Could Conrad just stay the hell out of it?

Team Jelly, obviously...

The final season of The Summer I Turned Pretty begins July 16 on @primevideo 🫶

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[livelovecaliforniadreams]

[thatonekimgirl]

I knew that voice. It wasn't a burglar. It was Conrad. - We'll Always Have Summer (Jenny Han, 2011)

[dramaism]

I always believed we would find our way back to each other every time.

The Summer I Turned Pretty (2022-2025)

[escapismqueen]

Here’s another problem I have with Conrad; I so vividly see him growing into this man child that belly has to tiptoe around to try and not hurt his feelings. Jeremiah is a COMMUNICATOR. Conrad is a ‘i’m hurt and I’m going to make it your problem’ guy. ‘But book three, Jeremiah does this blah blah blah’- I don’t care. That plot was so ooc and left field that I refuse to acknowledge it. And this is the TV show, not the book.

Every time I think of belly ending up with Conrad, my brain just repeatedly plays ‘good luck, babe’ because that girl will wake up with her head in her hands in 20 years if she chooses him.

[optimism-blooms]

Belly Dork Conklin - The Summer I Turned Pretty (2022)

[ibetyouthinkabtme]

tsitp summer 2025 let’s fucking gooooo

[sourcherryandsprinkles]

Conrad deserves better than Belly. After he sees Jere and her kiss, he get his ass to Stanford and meet this cute and smart maybe tutor girl (Haley James style) and falls in love with her and then they show up at Jere's wedding years later and Belly is jelly

I've spent the last five days working on this one.

p.s. it's 2k words...

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When Conrad finished his exam, he went back to Jeremiah and Belly. He was going to tell and confess his love to her before she had to get home, but when he got to his car, the scene Conrad walked on made him sick to his stomach: Belly and Jeremiah were full on making out against his car. He stopped short of the car and cleared his throat, causing the two to spring apart from their heated kiss and see Conrad looking right at them. 

Conrad’s face was white. He would rather have had someone shoot him in the head with a nail gun, repeatedly, than have to watch the two of them kissing.

He didn't know who he was more angry at. Belly, who, not even a day ago, had told him she would have fought harder for him if she knew he loved her that much. Or Jeremiah, who, although he knew how much Belly meant to his brother and how fucking in love he was with her, seized the opportunity to kiss Belly the moment he was alone with her.

‘’Conrad—’’ Belly started, guilt settling in her guts. 

He cut her off, his voice cold and cutting. ‘’I don’t want to hear it.’’ 

His gaze shifted from Belly to Jeremiah. There was so much hate in his eyes. How could Jere do that to him? They agreed to stop hiding things from each other and talk, but Jeremiah must have forgotten already. 

‘’You broke up with her, Con, remember? We did nothing wrong,’’ Jeremiah said, pulling facts in his favor to make himself feel better — less guilty — for kissing his brother’s ex.  

When Conrad kissed Belly on the beach last summer, he didn’t know she and Jeremiah were a thing — if he could call it that — or that he liked her. If he had, he wouldn’t have kissed Belly or confessed his feelings to her. Had the situation had been in reverse, Conrad wasn’t sure Jeremiah would have backed off. 

‘’I’m done.’’ Conrad's voice was resolute, his heart heavy as he turned away, unable to bear the sight of them any longer.

Jeremiah moved to follow, calling out Conrad's name. He didn’t stop, needing to be as far as possible from the painful scene. His mind was racing with a jumble of emotions. Anger, betrayal, and a profound hurt gnawed at him. He had trusted both Belly and Jeremiah, yet they pulled this shit behind his back. 

‘’Why do you always have to act like that?’’ Jeremiah said as he quickened his pace to catch up. 

Finally, Conrad turned to face Jeremiah, his expression a mix of sorrow and resentment. ‘’You don’t get to tell me how to react, Jere. You kiss the girl I love outside my school, against my car while she’s wearing my sweatshirt. If you don’t see how disgusting and messed up it all sounds—’’

‘’She kissed me,’’ the younger one quickly defended. 

 Hearing this made him want to pack his bags, get his ass to stanford and focus on school. He needed to turn the Belly page, and in order to do that, he needed to be away from both she and Jeremiah. California seemed far enough, right?

*

The first days and weeks were tough for Conrad, struggling to accept the definite end of the relationship. She was still all over him like a wine-stained shirt he couldn’t wear anymore. 

He blocked both Belly and Jeremiah’ numbers. If he wanted to move on, he had to keep his distance from them. For a while, at least. Then, he deleted all the old pictures he kept of Belly on his phone. There was no going back for them anymore. 

He was done.

*

You met Conrad a little before Christmas break. Just like those cliché rom-coms, you walked right into him and spilled your chai latte all over his sweater. You wanted to break the cliché and not fall for the victim of your clumsiness, but after one look into those beautiful blue eyes, you knew it would be impossible. 

 After that day, you kept crossing paths around campus and, one afternoon, you asked him out. He was so surprised, but he said ‘yes’. 

Although you had sealed the end of the night with a few kisses, you decided to take things slow. You had a very busy schedule with the tutoring lessons on top of your regular program, and Conrad was unsure if it was too soon to get in another relationship, if he was ready for it. The scar Belly had left on his heart was healing, but was he ready to open his heart to someone again? 

‘’Have you ever been in love?’’ you asked one night in his dorm while studying. 

Your question had caught Conrad off guard. It was visible on his face. 

‘’Have you?’’ he returned, not taking his eyes off his textbook. 

He was trying to dodge the question. 

‘’I asked you first,’’ you said, seeing through his plan.

‘’Then yes.’’

‘’How many times?’’

‘’Once.’’

His answers were flat, annoyed he was by all your questions. He wished you would stop and get back to studying in silence, but you kept going. 

‘’On a scale of one to ten, how in love were you?’’

‘’You can’t put being in love on a scale,’’ he said, lifting his head with furrowed eyebrows. ‘’Either you are or you aren’t.’’

‘’But if you had to say.’’

Conrad started flipping through his notes. He hadn’t thought of Belly in months. He missed her — in a different way he used to. She was his friend before they got tangled into this mess.

He didn’t look at you when he finally said it. ‘’Ten.’’

*

The more time he spent in your presence, the more Conrad was — unknowingly — letting go of his past. 

The pictures he deleted months ago became pictures of you, filling his phone until there was no space left. The smell of your perfume lingered on some of his clothes and in his car. He had your coffee order memorized, along with your favorite study-break snack, which he made sure to have in stock in his dorm. 

You became part of his routine — part of his life —, brightening his days even on his darkest, saddest nights. 

He didn’t want to bother you, but nothing was calming the ache in his chest. He tried getting some air and smoking weed, he even thought of calling Laurel, but it was almost 2am in Pennsylvania. Conrad didn’t want to scare her. 

So he pulled up your contact and called, the weight of his grief still heavy in his heart, wishing Susannah was still there. He couldn't believe a full year had gone by since she took her last breath. 

You were about to slip into bed when you saw his name flashing on your phone. You almost didn’t pick up, but you got a gut feeling that he needed you. 

When you opened your door, a saddened look was etched onto Conrad's face, his beautiful eyes glistening with unshed tears. The sight pulled at your heart and you wrapped your arms around him, holding him for the whole night.

Supported each other through finals and all-nighters.

‘’Getting tired?’’ you said, catching him actively fighting against his own eyelids. 

Conrad shook his head, taking a long gulp of his coffee. ‘’No time for sleep. I have this huge exam first thing tomorrow and I still have a lot of chapters to cover.’’

‘’You can take a short nap if you want. I’ll wake you in thirty minutes,’’ you kindly offered, flipping through your notes for a specific annotation. 

‘’Nah, I’m good.’’ He flashed you a soft smile, then returned to his studying. 

A few minutes later, and you couldn't help but notice that Conrad's eyes had begun to droop. They would halfway close and then he would either blink a bunch of times, or widen his eyes until they were bug eyed. It was cute.

‘’Con? Conrad?’’ you called out gently. 

‘’I'm not sleeping. I'm resting my eyes,’’ he mumbled defensively, fighting fatigue.

There was no way he was getting through the night, so you put your notes down and slipped on Conrad’s flannel shirt that was on the back of your chair to shield you from the night air. ‘’We’re gonna need more coffee.’’ 

As you came back with two fresh cups of coffee, you found Conrad fast asleep on your pillow, still clutching his pen.

And held his hand through the rainiest times — literally.

‘’Isn't California supposed to be the sunniest state?’’ Conrad asked, watching the downpour through the windshield, drenched from head to toe. ‘’The seats are all wet...’’ 

‘’You gotta learn to live with the consequences of your own actions, Connie baby.’’ 

It was his idea to get waffles when the sky was looking very gray and angry. He insisted that it would clear out, but a loud clap of thunder echoed on your way back to the car and rain started pouring. You took the road back to campus, but it got too dangerous, forcing Conrad to stop the car on the shoulder of the road and wait for the rain to calm. 

You wiped your face with the sleeve of your hoodie and a smile curled on Conrad’s lips, still the most beautiful to his eyes despite your wet hair and the slight smear of mascara under your eyes. 

 ‘’Rain happens everywhere. Even in the dryest desert,’’ you reminded him, pulling out your phone to check the weather app.‘’Unfortunately, this one isn't gonna stop anytime soon.’’

You toed off your sneakers, making Conrad draw his eyebrows.

‘’What are you doing?’’

‘’We’re gonna be here for a while.’’ You peeled off your hoodie — also wet from the rain —, leaving you in your skirt and dainty bralette. ‘’Might as well occupy ourselves,’’ you explained before leaning over the middle console and kissing him, fastening yourself to him with a stitch. 

The kiss took him by surprise, but he wasn’t complaining. He could spend hours kissing you and never get bored. 

You crawled over the console and on Conrad’s lap without breaking contact, your hands easily finding grip on his hair as you felt his hands all over your body, caressing and pulling. The windows were fogging quickly around you, creating a veil of privacy as more layers were peeled off.

Conrad once believed he had found love, that Belly was it for him, but the feelings he felt back then were nothing compared to how he felt right now. 

‘’You’re the best thing that happened to me,’’ he confessed, his forehead pressed against yours. 

*

The invitation came in a few weeks before the wedding. Conrad couldn’t believe his brother was going through with this. Everything was happening so fast and seemed rushed. Him and Belly weren’t even twenty. Who gets married so young anymore? 

He arrived in Cousins a few days prior to the wedding, surprising everyone — and stealing the attention from the soon-to-be-weds — when they saw a girl with him. 

The only person who knew exactly who you were was Steven. A few months ago, you had posted a picture with Conrad at the beach and tagged him, leading to Steven finding out about his friend’s new girlfriend. He was surprised when he saw it, but very happy for Conrad. He deserved better than someone who plays between two hearts. 

Laurel put down the table-center she was holding and went over to pull Conrad in a hug. She turned to you, making quick introductions, and Conrad held his breath. He’s always been close to Laurel and her approval meant more to him than his father’s or Jeremiah’s. 

While the two of you engaged into a conversation, he saw her. Belly. Dressed in a white sundress and talking to Taylor, she looked just the same. The only difference was, Conrad felt nothing. No pain, no old feelings rising back. 

For the first time, what’s past was past.

‘’Belly, come greet Connie and his girlfriend,’’ Laurel called out to her daughter. 

Although you had never met her, you could tell exactly who she was in the room — and not only because her dress was white. The jealousy filling her eyes when they fell on you gave her away.

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[blackynsupremacy]

BEING JEREMIAH

FISHER’S SUMMER LOVE

HEADCANONS

pairing: jeremiah fisher x black!fem!reader

summary: you and jeremiah fisher find happiness and romance with each other in cousins beach.

contains: fluff, kissing, swearing, flirting, teasing, susannah is alive, jelly is on good platonic terms, cuteness, couple things, l bomb, jeremiah being a green flag.

taglist: @greengoblinswifey @hopefully-saturn @jkr820 @hoffmansgirl @austeenbootler @niteskysx @sabrinasopposite @thabiddie23 @hnch33rios @xoxoglittergossip @supaprettyg @motherismotheringggg @oscarisaackissmykitty @simply-lovley44 @elitesanjisimp @gxuxhdjdu @v3n1ce-bxtch @iamsebastiansstan @stargirl-mayaa @miguelspvssy

a/n: hey shawties! ik it’s not a nicholas fic, but it’s coming and i love jeremiah downnn. i’ve read all three books, binged the show and i’ve went to the beach where the show has been filmed last summer (i live in nc!) and i was just reminiscing. even if you don’t watch tsitp (i recommend it) i hope ya’ll still fwi. life has been hard lately and i just wanted something cute, so i appreciate your love and support! kisses to you all. 🥹🩷

• being in a summer romance with jeremiah fisher would be such a dream.

• he’s 100% a lover boy with lots of huge golden retriever energy, but he doesn’t play about you at all.

• he loves you from the inside out and always wants to see the best in you despite your flaws.

• he adores your natural features from your skin glowing perfectly in the sun to your hair.

• jeremiah’s love languages are definitely physical touch and acts of service.

• he’d protectively wrap his arm around your shoulder or waist while out just let these dudes know what’s up.

• he abides by the sidewalk rule.

• walking hand in hand everywhere you go is a must.

• especially on the beach.

• and if you get tired, he’d happily carry you on his back for miles if he has to.

• if you’re in the car with him, best believe one hand is on the wheel and the other is on your thigh.

• he rewards the skin with some comforting squeezes every once in a while.

• “hold on tight for me, okay? i got you.”

• he’d ask if he can touch your hair. if you say yes, he’d marvel at it with such fascination and handle it with such a delicate touch.

• jeremiah would definitely help with your hair if you’d ask! you just gotta talk him through it.

• he loves to have your legs on his lap or just have you on his lap period. the man wants you close.

• he’s so cheeky. he’s definitely the type to offer to rub sunscreen all over you, so he could feel every inch of your smooth, brown skin.

• “god, you’re fucking beautiful. it’s like you’re literally a piece of art.” he’d blatantly state in awe as he massaged the sunscreen into your lower back and legs.

• you’d giggle, smiling so hard that it made your face hurt.

• “thanks, jere!”

• “your pleasure is all mine.”

• and his kisses?

• he’s so intimate, hungry, and passionate.

• he kisses you as if he’d leave the earth within the next minute.

• he holds you close by your waist while caressing your face into his large hand.

• if you’re shorter than him, you don’t have to go on your toes, he’ll dive down to get his sugar if he has to.

• your favorite make out spots would include his car, under the pier, the swimming pool at the summer house, and his room.

• don’t tell susannah and laurel that though. he had to sneak you in.

• if you’re at a party or bonfire, he’s holding you hella close if you’re dancing together whether it’s be bumping and grinding or a slow dance.

• either way, you and jeremiah know how to get down on the dance floor.

• you both eat down in some karaoke duets.

• showtunes and 90s r&b are your go to.

• if you want to get lit, he’s cool being the dd. your safety is a top priority to him.

• if you’re shy in a party setting, that’s fine!

• jeremiah will sit and talk with you while still socializing with others.

• he will instantly recognize if your social battery runs out and will take you home.

• “hey, you wanna go back to watch a movie? i’ll let you pick this time.”

• you trust him to make and watch your drink.

• cuddling with him is so comforting.

• he entraps you in such a warm embrace you could fall asleep to his heartbeat.

• he can alternate between being the little and big spoon.

• his eyes linger just as much as his hands.

• if you’re not looking at him, his eyes are stuck on you.

• you’d get a bit embarrassed because his eye contact was so intense, you’d melt.

• “is she even real?” he would think to himself as you would be rambling to belly and laughing with her about whatever.

• your smile alone has him set for life.

• he wasn’t paying attention to the topic conversation, he was absolutely hypnotized by you.

• conrad would have to be the one to bring him back to earth.

• “you’re staring again, jere.” he’d tease with a smirk, a knowing look painted on his face as he crossed his arms. he’s elated that his little brother was truly happy with someone and he could tell that you wouldn’t be just a fling.

• belly loves you both so much and hypes you up entirely.

• taylor adores you as well. she’s so supportive.

• “damn, i’d say you guys are cuter than team jellyfish!”

• “taylor!” belly would playfully chide her best friend, hitting her on the shoulder.

• jeremiah’s happiness would always bring her peace, that’s her best friend at the end of the day all bullshit drama aside.

• jeremiah would be so bashful at first, but it would dissipate into confidence and peace knowing that you were all his and vice versa.

• when he’s working as a lifeguard at the country club, he’d get you in if you want to come by and swim in the pool. all the girls would try to throw game at him, but he’s ignoring them as he watches you enjoy the water.

• he’s doing his job, getting paid, and spending time with you— a win is a win.

• if you can’t swim, that’s cool! he’s gonna watch you like a hawk while you stand and relax in that 3-4ft corner or while you float in a tube he got you.

• “if you ever want swimming lessons, you know that you have an excellent teacher nearby.” he’d remark with that cute lopsided smile of his.

• “who would that be? steven?” you’d tease causing him to playfully deadpan, you’d laugh and give him a kiss.

• “you’re such a big softie, jere. i know you’d have my back. i’ll think about it!”

• he could notice your apprehension about it, but he’s going to support your decision.

• gigi is jealous as fuck. just throw in the towel, girl.

• jeremiah would definitely be the type of guy to do spontaneous interactive dates.

• he’d take off guard pictures of you during the whole time.

• he’s obsessed.

• he’d take you to the drive-in where you’d sit on the hood of his jeep and cuddle closely while eating junk food.

• the beach would always be a go-to. you surprised him with matching bathing suits to wear.

• if you’re up for it in the morning, he’d give you one of his surfboards and teach you a lesson on the waves.

• or he’d bring you to the boardwalk, where you would go on rides like the ferris wheel or the tower of terror (don’t worry he’ll hold your hand).

• you’d both compete and play carnival games. you’d fuck him up in ski-ball and table hockey while he’d beat you in basketball and balloon darts.

• all competitions aside, he’d win you the cutest prizes that you’d cherish always.

• food runs were your favorite type of dates because you’d put each other on to some good shit.

• jeremiah would be the only person you’d share your food with. ever.

• he’ll feed you like you’re an empress.

• ain’t shit 50/50, he’ll spoil you! don’t try to offer either. he got a job, so he’s got you.

• you comfort and reassure each other during the bad days.

• you’re both not afraid to cry or feel vulnerable, you wipe each other’s tears.

• if you happen to be in a disagreement, you might take time to have space from jeremiah, but each second away from you tears him apart, so he does everything in his power to make it right.

• susannah loves you to bits. she’s so kind and nurturing towards you. she can see why her sunshine boy is sun-shinier than usual. it’s all because of you.

• “my god, you are just a vision. now, i see why jere has been so happy. you both just make each other glow. would you mind if i painted you?” jeremiah watched as his mother inquired for you as she was holding your hands in her delicate one’s.

• “easy, beck. you just met the girl, but you’re right— you and jere are made for each other. i can tell.” laurel would chime in, a look of pride towards the boy she’d seen as her own son spread on her face.

• “even if you can’t tell, i’ll always know that we’re meant to be because—i love her.”

• with those three little words, you both knew that you and jeremiah would stick together through all four seasons.

[stvrkeysgal]

after last night - conrad fisher

summary: a glimpse of how the next day goes after hooking up with conrad :p

> warnings: possibly implied smut. but mainly fluff tbh i was feeling like it

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"fuck, you look good in my shirt." conrad leans on his bathroom's doorframe, arms crossed as he looked at you as if you were the prettiest thing he's ever seen.

the shirt you're wearing right now is your personal fave from conrad's wardrobe— an oversized (to you, because you're short) navy blue cousins rowing shirt that he had ever since he was 16. and it feels and smells exactly like him.

you stood in front of his bathroom mirror, just in your underwear and his shirt from the night before; with your messed up hair and bare feet, conrad would totally not mind if you closed his bedroom door and-

you looked at conrad all puzzled as you brushed your teeth. "what, you don't believe me? you look so ravishing right now. could just eat you up," conrad walks closer to where you're standing and back hugged you, kissing your neck along the way.

"conrad, i'm brushing my goddamn teeth," your voice sounds muffled due to your toothbrush, and he mocks the way your voice sounded. you flipped him off and finished whatever you're doing before straight up kissing him.

"i guess it worked?" conrad pulled away and smirked at you. "what worked?" you asked, then swatted him playfully. "kissing your neck," conrad then carried you bridal style and walked the two of you back to his bed.

"connie, i have to go home." he dismisses your concern by kissing you once again. "baby, you don't have to rush. i know you don't have anything planned today."

"fine, you got me. but my parents would get suspicious and shit. you know how crazy they can be," you run your fingers through conrad's hair. "besides it's already, like, what? 10am?" conrad shows you his phone proudly which shows the time. 7:45AM.

"told you we don't have to rush. plus, you live next door. why are you so worried?" he raises an eyebrow for effect as you rolled your eyes at him. "well, i thought it was late. it's pretty bright outside so..." it was your turn to smirk at him. "i guess i could stay for a while.

you and conrad spent the morning cuddling, kissing, and... fucking. (after you literally swore to yourself that you won't do anything with conrad since you're fucking sore)

the two of you are lucky that susannah and laurel's out for book signing and the rest are swimming on the beach.

by the time it was almost 10AM, you returned to the bathroom and went straight to the mirror. sighing to yourself as you see your neck littered— and i mean littered—with dark purple marks that came from conrad, no doubt. "connie!" he heard you call for him and smirked to himself, knowing the reason why you were pissed. "yes, baby?"

"how the fuck am i supposed to cover this up?!" you point dramatically at the hickeys plastered on your skin. "you'll manage."

"i hate you, smug bastard." conrad scoffs before running his hand over the skin of your neck. "i love you too." he smirks before kissing one of your hickeys softly.

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a/n: rushed this one because i literally CANNOT just let me forget abt this one idea and do nothing abt it. besides it's too good not to write

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[tatoda]

Wanting You || conrad fisher x fem!reader

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summary: you get a call and it happens to be your drunk boyfriend just wanting your love and attention

pairing: conrad fisher x reader

warnings: stressed conrad and mostly just fluff

wc: 800 (i think)

put some drunk conrad in to help with the storyline!! not majority edited just wanted to get this out

It was supposed to be a boy's night. To drink and talk about sports or just hang out in general. But here conrad was, looking at your pictures on his phone showing the guys around him. Even if they were at a party where there were over 100 people, you were still the first thing on his mind.

“she’s just so pretty guys,” he told steven and jeremiah who were sipping on beers

“oh we know, for how much you talk about her.” jere muttered over his drink

“man, as much as i love how you’re in love with my sister, but please spare all details.” steven rolled his eyes

“she’s just so sweet, she’s helped me with so much. like that one time she snuck me into your house because i missed her and my roommate was having sex,” he admitted

“oh god! you snuck into our house. if laurel ever hears this you’re dead meat.” steven leaned forward

“relax steve, i’ll have you know your mom likes me too much.” conrad took a sip of his beer when he should have stopped drinking for a while now “i miss her.”

“he’s so whipped.” jere laughed watching his brother be lovesick for you

“do you think she will answer if i call her?” his eyes lit up

“she’s probably sleeping.” steven looked over his shoulder to the crowd of people spotting taylor dancing with some of the volleyball girls

“just make your move already.” jeremiah pointed out

“you know belly would absolutely murder me if i touched her best friend.” steven sighed and looked away

“hey! look at me man.” conrad put a hand on his shoulder “you haven’t murdered me yet.” he smiled

“that’s because i’m building up to it.” conrad shook his head

“i’m gonna call her, i miss her.”

“dude-“ it was too late he already clicked your contact.

Meanwhile, you were on your bed watching netflix and having a self-care night. With conrad with the guys, you felt like he needed to get out of the apartment they all shared because all they did was play video games and sleep. Your phone rang on the comforter causing you to jump not expecting any calls. You turned the phone seeing conrad’s name on the screen.

“hey.” you paused your show leaning back on the pillows

“hi baby.” he slurred. this wasn’t the first time occurrence he’s called you drunk, you soon found out he was clingy and wanted your attention when drunk

“hey you, how’s the boy's night?” he sighed on the other side of the phone

“it’s good, it’s good. i wanted to call and say i miss you, like a lot.”

“you just saw me yesterday dummy.” you laughed into the phone

“i just really love you.” your heart fluttered as he said the words, you don’t usually say it because it meant a lot to the both of you with what happened to your parents

“can you do me a favor baby?” he hummed on the other side “can i talk to my brother really quick?”

“yeah! here, steven she wants to talk to you.” you heard him hand the phone over

“hey sis.”

“hey can i come get him? i think he’s had enough and i know he’s gonna want me to come get him soon enough.”

“oh yeah please,”

“thank you for taking him out tonight, i know he’s stressed with everything with adam and everything.”

“no yeah i understand, see you soon.” the phone was pulled away from him and back in the hands of your boyfriend

“hey lover.” he chuckled “i’m gonna a come get you okay?”

“yeah, thats sounds good.” you knew after a while he would start overthinking and then the stress would come back

“just stay with the guys and no more drinking, okay?”

“okay, see you soon baby.” you both hung up and you got out of bed

The drive over to the house was over 20 minutes. But you didn’t mind you wanted to see conrad. There has been a lot of stuff going on recently with his dad. you knew their relationship wasn’t the greatest and it really got to him sometimes.

You parked the car in search of your boyfriend. Steven texted you saying they were in the backyard in some chairs, and you saw the back of your boyfriend's head as he talked to the boys in front of him. You wrapped your arms over his shoulder and leaned your head down on his shoulder.

“i have a girlfriend!” his head snapped and he relaxed seeing it was you “oh. sorry.”

“that’s okay, you ready to go?” he nodded “you boys have a ride back?” you looked towards jere and steven

“yeah, taylor said she would take us.” you smiled at steven “when are you gonna ask her out?” conrad moved his arms to rub against yours that were draped over him

“chill, i just don’t wanna upset belly.”

“for fucks sake i’m dating your best friend and you didn’t beat me up.”

“told you.” conrad muttered

“this is different.” he sighed rubbing his face

“it’s not really.” conrad moved to lay his head on your arm giving you the signal it was time to go “just do something at least, con and i are gonna head out.” you pulled your hands away and the man stood from his seat “ready.” he nodded taking your hand in his “be safe tonight, call me if you need anything.”

As you drove home, conrad kept a hand on your thigh but he didn’t say anything and you knew the quietness and depression were slowly coming back from the side effects of his drinking. The whole ride was quiet up until you made it into your room closing the door facing him.

“come here con.” he walked towards you slowly and dipped his head into to crook of your neck and wrapped his arms around you “let’s sleep okay?” he nodded but didn’t let go “con?”

“hm?”

“let’s lay down handsome.” he stepped away from you and you helped him take off his shirt as he slipped out of his jeans left in his boxers and slid into bed “ill be right back, going to get you water.”

“okay.” he softly spoke into the pillow he was laying on

Walking downstairs your mom was also grabbing a midnight snack. She knew he would come over and she also knew he was going through a lot in your 2 years together.

“how is he?” she leaned against the counter as you opened the fridge to grab a water bottle

“it’s a lot, he won’t really talk to me about some of it and i understand.”

“you’re a great girlfriend for him. susannah always loved the thought of you two together.” she grabbed your hand and squeezed it “speaking of conrad.” she nodded behind you, turning around you saw your boyfriend standing at the end of the stairs

“hey, what’s wrong?” you walked towards him

“you left me for a long time.” he rubbed his eyes and you smiled

“come on you big baby, good night mom.”

“night laurel.” conrad muttered

“night kids.” you could hear the humor in her voice

Back up in your room you were both now in bed with the light of the tv shining on the both of you. Conrad’s eyes drifted but he just stared at you.

“can i cuddle you?” he asked softly

“you don’t need to ask.” he moved closer to you hugging you to him, his head on your shoulder and you moved your hand to run though his hair “con?”

“yeah?” you moved to look at him and leaned down to kiss him for the first time that night

“i love you.” he smiled genuinely the first time since you saw him

“i love you.” he closed his eyes and kissed your neck

Soon enough his soft snoring filled the room as you continued to watch your show until you followed him into the dream state.

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

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[thatonekimgirl]

and that's why he's spinning 'round in my head comes back to me, burning red

[sammigrll]

gryffindor characters modern! AU

according to me….

description: silly modern! AU head canons of the main gryffindor characters :)

pairing: harry, ron, fred, george, ginny and hermione x reader

contains: mentions of substances, alcohol and weed. mentions sexual acts (i think…)

|an: bored and decided i’d made something a little silly. literally just my thoughts lolll don’t take this too seriously

modern AU! harry potter who…

— definitely has a flip phone and refuses to be on any form of social media bc he thinks it’s awful for you

— i think being around his friends who do have social media would give him the spiel on most things tho

— oh he loveeesss house of dragon omg

— only listens to 70s 80s 90s music and some jazz tbh

— i feel like he’s just very old fashioned and he’s happy that way

— such a loving and caring bf since he’s hardly ever even touched the internet he’s pure lol

— def a lil goofball he’d say a little slang term the twins taught him and repeat it back to you…”harry who taught you that…”

— don’t ask him to do no substances i think he’d be kinda against them..not a smoker…occasional drinker.

modern AU! ron weasley who…

— is a stoner! thru and thru. i think he’s a bong rip typa fellow but a blunt or a joint would do it too. doesn’t strike me as a cart of eddie guy.

— big female rap supporter imo…def into latto and maybe dabbles into some meg that’s his girlll lol

— definitely a twea/seltzer guy oml cannot take shots is my hc

— heavy on the lowk himbo boyfriend

— not stupid at all but not super street smart i fear, more of a book smart type of guy.

— super cute and adorable bf overall, he’s a big boy. for sure.

—armmmmssss…. gymrat imo he loves to blow off steam at the gym

—i feel like isn’t a social media person as well…has an insta but doesn’t post on it nor have a lot of followers..no tiktok maybe twitter

—luv him but he was def on drakes side of the beef…definitely a champagne papi

—kinda a video game nerd imo but he’s definitely into the sports ones like FIFA

— buys you n him the crumbl cookie lineup every week and you review them tg in the car pretending to be those tiktok crumbl reviewers😭🫶 (he’s so cute)

modern AU! hermione granger who…

— is 100% on booktok

— do not ask her about the summer i turned pretty or bridgerton unless you wanna listen to her talk for hours.

— don’t play with her and noah kahan…

—or taylor swift

— or chappell roan..

—she’ll have a cute little mixed drink or perhaps a seltzer but do not give this girl no shots she don’t want none!

— her and colleen hoover….

— brings her digital camera everywhere and is most def the camera girl friend….”hermione pls send me the pics from last night”

modern AU! ginny weasley who...

— does not play about female wnba players at all.

— don’t even mention paige bueckers…that’s her girl.

— is a party animal just like her brother.

— loves her chappell roan too.

— always on social media u cannot get this girl off her phone. she’s like an ipad kid u couldn’t rip it out of her cold head hands.

— such a good girlfriend, definitely so protective over her s/o, especially on social media.

— “ginny why’d you respond to every comment under my post complimenting me with ‘& she/he mine..so’…”

modern AU! fred weasley who…

— definitely asks u “english or spanish?”

—definitely goes to too many parties…like at a function every weekend he loves the party scene.

—treats his girl RIGHTT i would compare the relationship to don toliver and kali uchis, flowers all the time, handsy. posting/supporting his girl allll the time

—“i❤️mygf” typa fellow, all his posts on socials are her! all his stories, his highlights and his posts.

— also a weed demon, doesn’t strike me as a beer or seltzer guy but ooooo that liqah….

— dress to impress demon. his gf definitely got him to play it and he got hooked and now he’s a fashion maven.

modern AU! george weasley who…

— is every girls dream man…im talking flowers, boo baskets, burr baskets, easter baskets, omg you say the word and he’s massaging your feet and feeding you grapes.

— always posting his girl just like his brother she’s on his absolutely everything and he has a highlight for her.

— type of guy to post those tiktoks of his girl on his account appreciating her all the time and the comments are like “omg on his account too!” and it’s so cute and adorable.

—isn’t much of a party guy like his brother…will go to a few but i feel like it’s not his thing at all and he’d rather be hanging out with friends instead of at a big function with strangers.

—literally the ken to your barbie and yes he took you to see the movie and yes he got into costume with you. and he did it happily.

— always hanging out with his girlfriend and wouldn’t want it any other way.