#christoper briney

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connie + shy!reader like she had a hard day at work or something and all she wants is a hug but is too afraid to ask

YES I LOVE THIS

you were glad that you and conrad had only planned a movie night and not a big date tonight. you probably would have canceled if you had. today had kicked you in the ass. three people yelled at you at work, your manager being one of them. you just needed conrad.

the ten minute drive from your work to your boyfriends house felt like an hour. the five second walk from the bottom of the driveway to the top, felt like twenty minutes. you had never been more relieved in your life when you finally reached the front door. shooting conrad a quick, 'let me in' text, regardless of the fact that he had told you multiple times you could come in on your own.

it was only a few seconds before the blonde had opened the door, "hi, baby," he smiled, moving out of the way in order to let you in. you smiled back, not saying anything as you made your way to his couch and set your bag down on it. he wasn't far behind you, sitting down on the couch and pulling you with him, "hi," he spoke once more.

"hi," you responded. you moved to dig through your bag, trying to get the pajamas that you swore you had packed. when you came to the conclusion that they were, in fact, not in there. "fuck," you mumbled, leaning back onto the couch with a sigh.

"what's the matter?" conrad asked, placing his hand on your knee.

you took a deep breath, afraid that you might start crying if you hadn't, "i forgot my stupid pajamas," you mumbled, running your fingers through your hair. you had said it like it was the end of the world, and conrad couldn't have been more confused as to why.

he looked at you, tilting his head, "it's alright. we can go upstairs, and you can have one of my tee shirts," he said, moving to stand up and offer you a hand to do the same. you nodded, taking his hand and following him up the stairs. conrad sat you down on his bed, opening his closet, "okay. want a sweater or a t-shirt?" the boy asked, turning around to face you.

you looked up at him, and he felt like he could cry when he realized how sad you looked. "just a t-shirt, please. can i have some sweat pants, too?" you requested, softly.

"anything for you." you got dressed into warm clothes when conrad finally decided to bring up the elephant in the room, "now, pretty. why do you look so sad?" he asked. you shook your head, not wanting to give him an answer. "that's okay. im great at guessing games," your boyfriend smiled, "hmm, are you tired?"

you shook your head.

"hungry?"

again.

"okay, okay. do you want a hug?" bingo. you nodded, looking up from your lap to make eye contact with him. he chuckled, immediately wrapping his arms around you. "y/n/n, baby. you never have to ask for a hug, you know that." he told you, the words muffled into your hair. "bad day at work?" he asked, earning a nod.

you pulled away after a few minutes, ready to talk, "im sorry, connie. it was just a really long day. i didn't mean to shut you out."

he looked at you like you had three heads, "it's okay. we all have bad days. let's go watch the movies," the boy suggested standing up and pulling you with him.

you watched five minutes of ten things i hate about you before you fell asleep.

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Congratulations Veronica! You’ve been accepted as your first choice of Christoper Briney (Thomas Ramsey)! Please send in the account within the next 24 hours!

↳ Name: Veronica

↳ Pronouns: she/her

↳ Age: 34

↳ Activity: every day or every other day in the evenings.

✖ ABOUT YOUR CHARACTER

↳ Celebrity Desired: Christopher Briney

↳ Second Celebrity: (Should you not get your first character, this is who you’ll want to play)

↳ Character Name: Thomas Ramsey

↳ Character’s Pronouns: he/him

↳ Occupation: actor/model.

↳ Birthday: March 24, 1998

↳ Background:  Tommy was born in Red Edge to loving parents who supported his dreams. He had a rough time in high school being bullied by the athletes for being into drama. He pretended like it didn't bother him but it grew to where he didn't want go back. His escape was acting and enjoying video games at home. He finished the last two years homeschooling while working on his acting skills as well. As he got older he took classes in college for drama and acting in general, and he found a liking for modeling to make extra money as well. He's done some television shows and a movie but it's still fresh for him.

↳ Para: Thomas hasn’t been in the business for very long so the attention is something he’s getting used to. His anxiety heightens when the paparazzi are in his face. “Okay that’s it. Thank you!” He waved to the cameras with a smile and just like that his team helps him evade them and into a hotel. He doesn’t want to come off rude so he does act friendly but it’s just too much some days. 

↳ Anything Else?; I read them!

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temp muse roster.

LOTUS LIM: vessel of thanatos. xu minghao. cismale + he/him. bi.

LILAC LIM: vessel of phanes. xu minghao. genderfluid + they/them/he/him. ace.

TOMAZAKI HIMARI: vessel of calypso. saito asuka. cisfemale + she/her. demi.

MINGXIA ( MORIAH ) WEN: vessel of helen. zhou jieqiong. cisfemale + she/her. bi.

KIRBY JUNG: vessel of prometheus / atlas. kim heejin. nonbinary. bi.

NOE DAEJI: vessel of pan. choi yeonjun. cismale + he/him. ace.

PARK JEONG: vessel of cassanda / pythia. son naeun. cisfemale + she/her. demi.

FRIDAY CHWE: vessel of zeus. kim doyeon. cisfemale + she/her. demi.

ABRAHAM MOON: vessel of icarus. hansol chwe. cismale + he/him. bi.

DOROTHY ( ROTHIE ) PARK: vessel of persephone. huh yunjin. cisfemale + she/her. homo.

ANNETTE ( NETTIE ) PARK: vessel of aphrodite. huh yunjin. cisfemale + she/her. bi.

ARACELIA HONEYFIELD: crown princess of marefell. caitlin stasey. cisfemale + she/her. bi.

LUELLA PEMBROKE: handmaid / personal guard of aracelia, the crown princess of marefell. claudia jessie. cisfemale + she/her. demi.

CLEMENTINE ( MINTE ) DARLING: daughter of a poor baron’s brother, baron of granby. heavily inspired off of lizzie from pride + prejudice. milly alcock. cisfemale + she/her. demi.

FIORE COLUMBO: daughter + household matriarch of marquess columbo of lennox. bruna marquezine. cisfemale + she/her. demi.

OLIVER VICKRIDGE: daughter of viscount vickridge of somerset, who is known for his medical work / advancements of their time. practicing physician, allowed by her father. phoebe dynevor. cisfemale + she/her. bi.

DELPHINE SEDGEWICK: daughter of duke sedgewick of st albans. living with her father in silence after her mother’s death. her father won’t allow her to leave the house. mother was a famed "songbird" paid to sing for crowds. one of a kind. charlotte hope. cisfemale + she/her. bi.

LEONARD NICHOLSON: famed tailor working within the royal court. torrance coombs. cismale + he/him. bi.

SIDNEY LOVELL: string instrument artisan. rege-jean page. nonbinary + he/him/they/them. bi.

STUART ( STU ) MACHER: canon character from scream. working as a private detective with his partner, callie. matthew lillard. cismale + he/him. bi, male leaning.

CALLIOPE ( CALLIE ) GILLIES: original character from scream. working as a private detective with her partner, stu. hilarie burton. cisfemale + she/her. bi.

TOBY ADAMS: marine biology uni student + double majors in archaeology. older brother to teddy. christoper briney. cismale + he/him. bi.

DELILAH ( GUPPY ) JENKINS: marine biology uni student. side hobby + double major in archaeology. madison bailey. cisfemale + she/her. bi.

TEDDY ADAMS: communications uni student. younger brother to toby. gavin casalegno. cismale + he/him. bi, female leaning.

SANTIAGO GOMEZ: mechanical engineering uni student. froy gutierrez. cismale + he/him. bi, male leaning.

CATHERINE ( CARRIE ) MYERS: mechanical engineering uni student. danielle rose russell. cisfemale + she/her. bi, female leaning.

JUDE WARD: communications uni student. drew starkey. cismale + he/him. bi, female leaning.

CATALEYA SEKI: blessed by fairies as a baby, dormant magic. trustfund baby cut off from her funds as a teen as well as disowned by her family. aspiring painter living in deplorable conditions. mina myoui. cisfemale + she/her. bi.

GENESIS ( GENIE ) CHOI: she + her twin grew up between abusive homes after taken from mother at 11. gaming + skits + vlog content on youtube. youtuber + streamer. kim chaewon. cisfemale + she/her. bi.

TATYANA ( TAYA ) CHOI: she + her twin grew up between abusive homes after taken from mother at 11. does mechanic work + makes videos on youtube demonstrating + explaining. youtuber + mechanic. kim chaewon. cisfemale + she/her. bi.

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Current Request List:

Sebastian Stan x Nina Dobrev

Florence Pugh x Christoper Briney

Katie Douglas x Jacob Elordi

Bethany Joy Lenz x Charlie Hunnam

Blake Lively x Daniel Giles (gifs from here and above have been collected, just working on placing them together)

Blake Lively and Dove Cameron

Tom Holland x Gal Gadot

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“I'm glad...I'm glad that it was me”

The Summer I Turned Pretty 1.07

[conniesanchor]

Hi, I can request a fic (conrad x fem reader) where she is dealing with too much academic stress and he is there reminding her that she is enough, english is not my first language so sorry if I made any mistakes.

Thank you!

here you go, love! thank you for requesting <3

you had just gotten your AP exam scores back, and you were far too nervous to open them. you had been stressing out about them ever since you registered to take them. so when you had finally gotten them back, you gave the computer to your lovely boyfriend, conrad. "i can't open them, connie. what if i failed?" you asked, chewing your lips.

conrad had always been there for you ever since you two started hanging out, and when you started dating, the two of you became inseparable. you rarely spent the night away from each other, and when you did, it was because you hadn't spent time with your families one on one, in months.

since the beginning of the exams, conrad was there for all of it. he helped you make flashcards, helped you stay on task, and even took you away from it all when it was too much. so, when you handed him the laptop to check your scores, he happily obliged, confident that you had passed all of them.

he smiled at you before telling you your scores, "alright, baby. for AP lit, you got a four, on AP US, you got a six, and on AP psych, you got-" he cut himself off.

you knew what the pause meant, your eyes filling with tears that you didn't want to fall. "no, connie. i worked so hard." you mumbled, tears finally falling.

he looked at your saddened face, his face falling too. "it's okay, angel. it's just one test." he comforted. conrad took the laptop and placed it on the nightstand next to you, and then pulled you into his chest.

you sniffed, "yeah, but now i won't get the college credit."

the boy placed a kiss on the top of your head, "it's okay. you can just take a class in college. you love psych, anyway." he spoke. you knew he was right, but you hated failing. "it doesn't matter if you passed or not. you worked really hard. i know you did. that's all that matters."

he pushed you away and used his thumbs to gently wipe away the tears on your face. "let's go get some ice cream, yeah?"

"okay."

[conniesanchor]

hi!!!! are you going to do a celebration for your next follower mark? also, could i pretty please get sick!shy!reader + conrad?

hello, yes, i think i might do a 300 celebration. i have it sitting in my drafts. and here you go, bae:

cw; mentions of throwing up (no doing so)

you were supposed to go out with your boyfriend tonight. conrad had planned this big dinner with his family, so when you threw up this morning (and practically all day), your heart broke at the thought of canceling.

you called him anyway, head pounding. "hey, connie. im so sorry, but i don't think i can make it tonight. im not feeling too hot and don't want to get anyone sick. im sorry," you apologized. you knew you were stressing over nothing, conrad was an angel, he would never get mad at you for something as little as being sick.

"okay. we can reschedule for sometime next week. anything i can do?" he asked, worried.

as if he could see you, you shook your head. "no, im okay. just a stomach bug." you weren't completely lying. it was a stomach bug. it just happened to also be a cold.

you were aware of the fact that he was probably already heading downstairs to his car, "i'll be there soon, baby. want seven up or gingerale?" he questioned.

you weren't going down without a fight, though, "no, connie. please don't come, i don't want to get you sick."

"don't worry. then i'll have my wonderful, beautiful, perfect girlfriend to take care of me."

you rolled your eyes but answered his previous question anyway, "seven up is fine."

"okay, have you eaten? i can pick up some chicken noodle soup, or if you can't stomach, that i can make you some cinnamon and sugar toast," he spoke, and you could hear him start the car in the process.

you knew you would throw up if you ate the soup you would throw up, even the toast might make you throw up, but conrad was going to make you eat regardless. "toast, please," you settled.

"okay. im on my way. give me twenty minutes." he would speak, "i love you."

"i love you."

like clockwork, conrad showed up exactly twenty minutes later. no matter how many times you told him he didn't have to knock, he never listened. so you dragged your feet over to your front door and opened it. you looked gross. you were curled up in a snuggie (even though it was probably ninety degrees outside), your hair was pulled into a messy bun, and your nose was rubbed red. "baby." was all he could mumbled out before putting the bags he had gotten from the store onto the table beside your door and pulling you into a big hug.

the hug only lasted a few seconds before he was ushering you onto the couch and making his way to the kitchen. he poured you a glass of seven up and made you toast with cinnamon and sugar (because who eats it any other way?) unbeknownst to you, he also turned the air up. it was blazing hot, and you were in a blanket. no wonder you were throwing up. "alright. you want ten things i hate about you, tangled, or the breakfast club?" he picked up the remote and listed your (my) favorite movies.

you pondered for a second. it was the decision of a lifetime, after all. what movie were you going to fall asleep ten minutes into? you took a bite of your toast before answering, "ten things i hate about you, please."

conrad clicked his tongue, "i figured." he spoke before noticing you hadn't drank your soda, "why don't you take a sip of that soda for me, yeah? it'll make you feel better." you reluctantly complied, hoping you wouldn't throw up again.

then guilt hit you all over again, "did you tell your family im sorry?" you asked and conrad could have melted right there.

"yes, pretty. they know you can't control being sick, and they were happy to reschedule soon. they love you, you know that." he assured you, "now finish that toast, and you can get some sleep."

"okay. hey, did you turn that air up? it's cold."