#connie baby

[girlkisser13]

dating conrad fisher would include

• conrad is the kind of boyfriend who cherishes the quiet moments. he loves sitting with you on the beach in silence, just enjoying the sound of the waves and the comfort of your presence.

• while conrad struggles with his own emotions, he’s incredibly supportive when it comes to yours. he might not always know what to say, but he’s there to listen, hold you, and make sure you know you’re not alone.

• conrad quite evidently has trouble verbally expressing his emotions, so he does everything he can to show you just how much he loves you.

• he remembers the little things about you, like making sure to get your favorite type of muffins when he goes on his morning muffin runs.

• conrad isn’t overly flashy, but he’s thoughtful. you often find little notes in your books or your favorite snacks in your bag, left by him without a word. he knows what you love and makes sure to show it in small, meaningful ways.

• he's always touching you in some way, whether it’s resting a hand on your thigh while you sit together or holding your hand the moment you leave the house. he insists it’s so you don’t get lost in the crowd, but really, he just enjoys having you close to him.

• conrad is an avid reader, so he loves sharing books with you. he'll lend you his favorite novels, and it becomes a way for the two of you to connect on a deeper level.

• the two of you constantly exchange your favorite books and he enjoys getting to read the little notes that you make in the margins. it’s like a little window into your inner thoughts. he loves it.

• you definitely have an elaborate dance to a specific song that the both of you have learned and would do whenever you heard the song.

• susannah would purposely put the song on and beg the two of you to do the dance because she can’t get enough of the way he smiles as he spins you around.

• HIM LEARNING TO PLAY YOUR FAVORITE SONG ON THE GUITAR>>>

• he likes to listen to your favorite artist when he misses you because it reminds him of you, and that brings him comfort.

• conrad likes to create personalized playlists just for you. each song is carefully chosen to reflect your relationship. it's his way of expressing his feelings when words fall short.

• being by the ocean is conrad’s comfort zone, so many of your dates happen at the beach. whether it’s early morning walks, sunset picnics, or late-night swims, the beach is your special place together.

• he also loves going on late-night drives with you. with no destination in mind, you both just drive around, listening to music, talking, or enjoying the peaceful silence of the night.

• conrad isn’t overly expressive with his affection in public, but in private, he’s incredibly gentle and loving. soft kisses on your forehead, his arm casually draped over your shoulders, and holding your hand as you fall asleep are some of his favorite ways to show he cares.

• sometimes, the two of you don’t need to say anything to understand each other. you can read his mood by the way he looks at you, the way his voice sounds, and even his body language.

• there’s an unspoken connection between you two— a look, a touch, or simply being in each other’s presence is enough to communicate everything you need to know.

• conrad likes starting the day with a coffee run, and it becomes a small tradition for the two of you. whether it’s picking up coffee and pastries from a local shop or brewing it at home, it’s a simple way to start the day together.

• he’s a sucker for those quiet moments in the morning when no one’s up yet and it’s just the two of you. <33

[connieisthesun]

Kisses around Curves (Conrad Fisher x y/n)

Summary - You and Conrad have been in a committed relationship for a while but you're ready to take it to the next level and to live out the true meaning of infinity.

Warnings - Smut, protected sex, oral female receiving, sweet talk, lose of virginity, jealousy, heavy make out: Minors Do Not Interact.

*Authors note* - This is my first time writing smut so excuse me if its a bit vanilla lol but apart from that enjoy and leave any requests for future fics. :)

Tag list - @conradfisherswifesstuff @cheezbot @grxnde-dwt @itsshayfr @lanivoid @calpurnia2002

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Infinity was always a recurring motif in yours and Conrad's ever so sweet relationship, no matter the tides and the trues you both battled forward with incessant love for each other. You are unbreakable, untouchable with the bond you possess spanning across distance and lifetimes and yet after a long time you urge to feel the intimate touch of his veiny fingers and his exasperating breath on yours. You wanted him to kiss your curves like he promised to do to the nature of your relationship; infinite.

You sat there in your deserted dormitory with Conrad his eyes ever so sincere and genuine piercing his soul and making you melt. As the holidays were looming your roommate had already left and what better Christmas present than the burning desire of Him. He beckoned you to sit on the half made bed next to him (you couldn't fold a fitted sheet if your life depended on it).

"Y/n, did I ever tell you how lucky I am to have you. You paint my darkest sky the brightest blue and I want you to know that I have never loved and cherished a person let alone a girl as beautiful and intellectual as you. I don't know what I did to deserve you but all I can say is that you deserve anything the world can offer, my love"

Touched by his sentiments, you peck his lips ever so slightly tracing your aching mark on him.

"Connie, I have never loved anyone longer and truer than you. It's just that I get slightly envious of other girls, they're so much prettier that I can't seem to think why you even want me."

"I don't just want you I need you, to breathe, to survive, you've helped my overcome so many of my personal battles and needless to say you always look smoking and gorgeous all the time. I have eyes for no-one else but you y/n/n " He said offering a sly smirk.

"What am I saying, I know you can't resist me Fisher!" You teased back. Underneath his smile, still lay the sweet young boy you once met at a cafe, whom memorised your order after 2 seconds of meeting you, you reminisced.

"May I." He winked and seductively whispered.

"Yes of course." You replied before his lips slowly pressed against yours and a feeling of impenetrable warmth overcame your body. You tugged on his hair softly as he gripped your waist with care, your hands serving as a mere barrier from the actions you were about to commit. You parted your mouth before he slid his tongue into yours, dancing to the beat of your longing. You bit on his lip with care and an unholy groan escaped his mouth that you could feel your insides pooling. With his hand massaging your neck and reaching a stray hair across your forehead.

"We should stop" Conrad spoke reluctantly.

"Don't stop Con, as you said I need you and I need you tonight*." You breathed.

"I don't want to pressure you into this, we can take it slow." He replied with utter softness.

"Please continue" You beckoned again as your lips collided like smashing waves. This time the kiss was more passionate and slow as you could feel his tongue trace a heart in your mouth. His hands slowly reached for your top as he began to tug on it with ease, you forgot that Conrad was millenium times more experienced than you in this realm but the didn't matter to you, all that did was the connection and pleasure you experienced.

You open your eyes and slowly unclip your lacy bra, with your breasts unravelling before Conrad like a fountain. Still retaining his respectful demeanour he positioned you to lie down on the bed as he massaged around your nipples. "Do you like that honey." "Mm" was all that could escape from your mouth.

You bucked your pelvis into his as he was still on top of you now sucking on your tits with such affection and desire. You could feel his steamy body heat and your boobs felt like heaven. He gave you a brief kiss before making his way down to your core, pulling down the waistband of your plaid jeans.

A moan escaped your tongue, he grinned at you continuing to lick your areola before positioning himself in between your soaked legs.

"You ready for this y/n/n darling" He looked up at you for approval.

"Of course, Connie baby."

He began stimulating your clitoris, circling figure eights on your centre region. You began to feel a tingling feeling before his veiny fingers began to stroke your insides while simultaneously groping your breasts.

Your breath hitches as he makes a long lick across your vagina, then begins to flick his tongue within you. Kissing your sides, he explored your folds, making them his own. Licking erotically and still pumping his curled fingers into you. You grasp his back muscles, moaning with delight.

"Such pretty sounds, I love it when you moan remember that.He says breaking the silence and turning you on even more than before.

His tongue is now entering and existing your entrance as he continue sto play with your G-spot with his fingers.

"Conrad!" You scream with delight.

"Y/n don't forget we can stop, tell me to take it slower if you want."

"No no, this perfect, your perfect. You say through disgruntled sounds.

He lets go of your vagina and makes his way back up to you, offering you a steamy kiss. He let's you pull of his shirt and pants revealing his perfectly sized penis. You have a radical awakening to have him inside of you.

"Con, please." You mutter urging him.

"Of course, anything for you."

He lines himself up to your entrance and pushes slowly constantly checking in with you to ensure your comfort. You both let out yet another moan as he dominates on top.

He slowly and carefully grinds against you while kissing your neck and ear and gripping your ass. What a multitasker you though to yourself!

You could feel yourself coming to your peak but before that he strokes your labia, causing your stomach to erupt with pleasure. You couldn't take it any longer but wanted to make sure he came too so you enticed him with your seductive voice.

"Conrad, make me your's, fuck me until I can't see straight hon, do me...hard, you know I love you."

"Fuck, don't do that to my y/n " He said as his face flushed red. You could feel him harden inside of you.

He quickened his pace as you buckled your hips against his toned body. The slightly ajared window provided the greatest moonlight which picturesquely painted an incandescent glow around the silhouette of Conrad.

He flips you so you have a chance to ride him, placeing his hands on your hips and a finger in your mouth while groaning your name. You rub fast against his cock and suck on his slender hand. As you do, you lean forward allowing Conrad to grasp your breasts and continue fondling them. Suddenly, you climax with great force simultaneously with him. Feeling the warm semen fill your pussy, you ride your high out together.

He puts you down and plants a kiss on your forehead, offering to watch a movie and cuddle throughout the night.

"I'm glad it was you Connie." You spoke.

"Anything for you y/n, my future, my everything. You and me, we are infinite and I'll gladly kiss your curves for evermore. Unless you want to try out a few other moves later." He said as he winked.

Oh Conrad what would I do without you, you thought as you peacefully fell asleep against his chest.

[enchantedlov3r]

please send requests! I feel like I could write for hours, please send requests!

xoxo, enchanted<33

[heyyyitsmegia]

Conrad and Belly

(Gonna make a Jeremiah and Belly one obvi).

[fanqueen98]

[swiftlyfindingmyplaceinthisworld]

The Alchemy (Conrad x Belly’s Version)

[skewedcherries]

i have not stopped thinking about this

[imahoeforsokka]

belly just wants to feel wanted. she obviously shouldn’t be using the boys (jere atm) like this but it’s not difficult to see why. as much as i love and understand conrad, he wasn’t really there for her s1 and had a hard time showing his emotions. when they were together it’s was good until susannah passed and he falls off again. even if jeremiah just started caring about her romantically in s1, he’s showing obvious interest and making her feel wanted. conrad is getting better at this in s2, but belly ignores it so she can move on (and bc of taylor). anyways i’m saying all of this to say, i think it’s obvious belly feels she doesn’t measure up to steven (not his fault ofc, he’s a great brother) and feels consumed by trauma, grief, and guilt. in s2, her mother is angry with her and ignoring her. when she tries to flirt with other guys (s2ep1) she’s rejected and asked about her friend. her volleyball coach doesn’t even want her back.

belly feels that she has made to many mistakes, and that nobody wants her. jeremiah can see this right there, and he does want her, he can use this to his advantage

anyways this is directed at people hating on her right now.

- a belly defender, and bonrad stan.

p.s. feel free to say anything about the show/books, i love it and want to talk about it

[p2nice]

check out my connie playlist;)

[gossamer-apothecary]

fall is for the conrad girlies

fall is for the nathan scott girlies

i will not be elaborating

[girlkisser13]

this is me trying

"i just wanted you to know" "that this is me trying"

a/n: anyone else an older sibling? 🙋🏻‍♀️ anyways, here’s a fic for connie baby. <33

pairings: conrad fisher x fem!reader

warnings/tags: mostly angst. mention of a panic attack.

summary: you help your ex-boyfriend through a panic attack.

the fourth of july celebrations were in full swing at the fisher’s summer house. fireworks painted the sky in vibrant hues, and laughter echoed through the beach air. conrad, however, was far from the festivities, staring blankly at the ocean waves crashing against the shore.

you stood with your family near the bonfire. you had spent every summer with the fishers for as long as you could remember, and despite your breakup with the oldest fisher brother, your family's visit remained a tradition. you noticed conrad's absence and scanned the crowd, your heart sinking when you saw him heading towards the beach, his posture tense and hurried. you knew him too well; something was wrong.

you excused yourself and followed him, your sandals sinking into the cool sand. as you got closer, you could see his shoulders heaving, his breaths coming out in ragged gasps.

"conrad!" you called out, but he didn’t stop.

he froze but didn't turn around. he quickened his steps, desperate to escape the mounting pressure inside his chest. his vision blurred as the panic clawed at him, a tight, suffocating grip that made it hard to breathe.

"conrad, please!" your voice was closer now, filled with concern.

he stumbled to a stop near the water's edge, the sound of the waves failing to soothe him. he dropped to his knees, hands clutching his hair as he tried to steady his breathing. the crashing waves, usually so soothing, now felt like they were closing in on him.

you reached him and knelt beside him, your concern deepening. "conrad, what's wrong?" you asked, your voice a mix of worry and urgency.

"go away, y/n," he managed to choke out, his voice strained and broken. "i don’t want you to see me like this."

"no, you don’t get to push me away again," you said firmly, grabbing his arm as he tried to stand up and walk away. "you don’t have to do this alone. i’m not leaving you."

"just go," he pleaded, tears welling up in his eyes. "i don’t deserve your help. i don’t deserve you."

ignoring his protests, you moved in front of him, your hands gently cupping his face. "conrad, look at me. just breathe with me, okay? in and out, nice and slow."

he tried to turn away, but your grip was firm, your eyes filled with unwavering concern. he focused on you, matching his breaths to yours. slowly, the tightness in his chest began to loosen, he focused on the sound of your voice, your presence.

"that’s it," you whispered, "you’re okay. i’ve got you."

his breathing steadied, but his eyes remained locked on yours, your face was mere inches away from his. for a moment, the world faded away, leaving only the two of you. his proximity was intoxicating, and for a fleeting second, it felt like he might kiss you. but then you turned your head away, breaking the spell. you reminded yourself that you had a boyfriend.

conrad's heart sank. he knew about your boyfriend, of course. he had overheard taylor and belly asking you how things were going with him. he would never admit it, but he was jealous. of course he was jealous. he closed his eyes, trying to push the feelings away. "i'm sorry," he murmured.

"it’s okay," you replied, still holding his face gently. "just tell me what’s going on. why are you so upset?"

he took a deep, shaky breath. "it’s my mom. i’m trying, y/n. i’m really trying to hold it together for jere, but i’m so worried about her. she’s… she’s acting like everything’s normal when it’s not. y/n, she’s not getting better. the trial… it’s… it’s not working. she’s dying, y/n, and i don’t know how to fix it."

your heart broke for him. "conrad, you don’t have to be so strong all the time. it’s okay to be overwhelmed. it’s okay to be scared. you’re human."

he shook his head, tears streaming down his face. "but i'm supposed to be the strong one, the big brother. i’m supposed to be able handle everything."

you shook her head gently. "even the strongest people need help sometimes. it's not wrong for you to feel this way. you're allowed to be vulnerable. conrad, your mother is dying. it's okay to feel however you need to feel. your feelings are completely valid. it's not good for you to keep this all bottled up inside."

he nodded, his tears finally spilling over. "thank you," he whispered, his voice raw. "thank you for being here with me."

you wiped away his tears, your thumbs rubbing at his cheeks. your faces were close once more. for a moment, their was on the verge of something—an old, familiar closeness. but conrad pulled back slightly, knowing it wasn’t fair to you. he couldn’t, no, he wouldn’t hurt you again.

"i appreciate it, y/n. more than you know."

as the fireworks continued to burst in the sky, you stayed by his side, your presence a steady comfort in the chaos of his mind. you sat together on the sand, the sound of the waves providing a soothing backdrop.

[connieisthesun]

Chemistry and Cadavers Chapter 5 - Conrad Fisher x Reader

Chapter Summary - The semester is drawing to a close, conrad and y/n are as close as ever in their flirt-like friendship when a bottle of wine makes them spill some confessions...

Warnings - mention of sexual preferences, sweet and supportive, flirting/teasing

*Authors note* - Thanks so much for the support on the last chapters!! omg I love you guys!

Chapter 5: Late-Night Confessions

The college campus was abuzz with end-of-semester activities, and both Y/N and Conrad were eagerly anticipating the arrival of winter break. The stress of exams and assignments was starting to take its toll, but they were determined to enjoy their last few nights together before heading home. With the end of their exams in sight, they decided to celebrate with a small, impromptu party in their dorm room.

Y/N had managed to secure a few bottles of wine, and they spent the evening relaxing and unwinding, their usual playful banter taking on a more relaxed, carefree tone. The room was filled with laughter, music, and the occasional clinking of glasses as they enjoyed their drinks.

Conrad was in high spirits, his usual confident demeanor amplified by the effects of the wine. Y/N, too, was feeling more relaxed and playful than usual, her inhibitions gradually slipping away as the evening wore on.

“Hey, Y/N,” Conrad said, leaning against the desk with a grin. “You know what’s funny? We’ve been living together for a while now, and we’ve never really talked about… well, you know.”

Y/N raised an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. “Oh? And what exactly are you referring to?”

Conrad took a sip of his wine, a mischievous glint in his eye. “You know, our… sexual preferences. It’s not exactly something we’ve discussed.”

Y/N laughed, her cheeks flushed from the wine. “Well, that’s true. But I guess we’ve never really had a reason to.”

Conrad’s gaze was fixed on her, a playful smirk on his lips. “Oh, I think we could come up with a reason. How about a little late-night confession session?”

Y/N’s eyes sparkled with amusement. “A confession session, huh? I’m intrigued. What are you confessing first?”

Conrad leaned in, his tone teasing. “I’ll start with something easy. I’ve always had a thing for girls who can keep up with my sarcasm and wit. And you, my friend, are definitely a winner in that department.”

Y/N laughed, taking another sip of her wine. “Well, I’m flattered. I guess I should admit that I’m pretty fond of your sarcasm, too.”

The conversation flowed easily, with both of them sharing lighthearted anecdotes and teasing each other about their respective quirks. As the night progressed, the wine began to take its toll, and their confessions became more candid.

Y/N, feeling bold and emboldened by the wine, decided to dive into the topic Conrad had brought up. “So, Conrad, since we’re on the topic of preferences, what’s your deal? What do you like in a partner?”

Conrad looked thoughtful for a moment before responding. “Well, I guess I’m into someone who’s open, honest, and doesn’t take themselves too seriously. Someone who can challenge me but also knows how to have fun. And, if I’m being honest, a bit of mystery doesn’t hurt either.”

Y/N raised an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. “Mystery, huh? I didn’t know you were into that.”

Conrad grinned. “Oh, definitely. There’s something exciting about not knowing everything about someone right away. Keeps things interesting.”

Y/N chuckled, her mind racing with a mix of thoughts and alcohol-induced bravery. “You know, I have to admit something to you, Conrad. Since we’re being honest and all.”

Conrad leaned in, his interest clearly piqued. “Oh? Do tell.”

Y/N took a deep breath, her cheeks flushed. “I’m a virgin.”

Conrad’s eyes widened in surprise, and he blinked several times, clearly taken aback. “Wait, seriously? I had no idea.”

Y/N nodded, her expression a mix of nervousness and vulnerability. “Yeah, seriously. I’ve just never… gotten around to it. And, honestly, I’m not even sure what I want yet.”

Conrad’s initial surprise quickly gave way to a more intense curiosity. “Wow. That’s… unexpected. I didn’t think you’d be—”

He stopped mid-sentence, his mind racing with a mix of surprise and growing attraction. “I mean, I don’t know what to say. That’s… a lot to process.”

Y/N laughed softly, her voice tinged with embarrassment. “I didn’t mean to shock you. I just thought you should know.”

Conrad’s gaze softened, and he reached out, placing a reassuring hand on hers. “Hey, it’s okay. I’m just surprised. And honestly, I’m really impressed that you’re comfortable sharing that with me.”

Y/N’s heart fluttered at his touch, and she felt a sense of relief that he wasn’t reacting negatively. “Thanks, Conrad. I’m glad you’re not freaking out.”

Conrad shook his head, a smile tugging at his lips. “No way. I’m just… trying to wrap my head around it. It’s a big thing to admit, and I respect that.”

As the conversation continued, the atmosphere between them was charged with a mix of flirtation and vulnerability. The wine had loosened their inhibitions, and they found themselves discussing more intimate topics, their words tinged with a growing sense of attraction.

Despite the high tension and flirtatious energy, nothing physical happened between them. They spent the rest of the night talking and laughing, the connection between them growing stronger with each shared confession.

The early morning light began to filter through the windows, signaling the end of their late-night conversation. Y/N and Conrad were both feeling the effects of the wine, but their bond had deepened in a way that neither had anticipated.

“Well,” Y/N said with a yawn, “I think we’ve exhausted our late-night confessions. Maybe we should get some sleep.”

Conrad nodded, his expression soft and affectionate. “Yeah, I think that’s a good idea. But I’m really glad we had this talk. It’s made me appreciate you even more.”

Y/N smiled, feeling a sense of warmth and contentment. “I feel the same way, Conrad.”

As they settled into their beds, the earlier tension lingered in the air, but there was also a sense of mutual understanding and connection. The night had been filled with flirtation and teasing, but it had also revealed a deeper bond between them.

Conrad lay in bed, his mind racing with thoughts of Y/N and the unexpected revelations of the evening. Despite the playful banter and flirtatious energy, he found himself increasingly drawn to her, his feelings growing stronger with each passing day.

Y/N, too, was reflecting on the night’s events, her thoughts filled with a mix of excitement and anticipation. The connection she felt with Conrad was undeniable, and she couldn’t help but wonder what the future might hold for them.

As they drifted off to sleep, the promise of something more lingered in the back of their minds, the bond between them growing stronger with each shared moment.

*dont worry theres heaps more to come, this is gonna be a slow burn ladies*

[heyyyitsmegia]

When Conrad said, "Sounds like an Aunt Julia problem to me."

[screwpinecaprice]

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