#conor kennedy x reader

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𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐫𝐚| carlos sainz jr

carlos sainz x fem!reader

part 2 of start of an era

warnings: this is fiction, reader sings a lot of taylor swift songs, angst, carlos sliding in the dms, minor age gaps (conor/yn-3 yrs) (carlos/yn-3 yrs), reader is said to be (southern) italian-american (not that relevant to the story).

fc: varies

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ynbuscemi i remember 11 y/o me forcing my parents to put the fearless cd in. now, i get to sing with taylor. anyways, i'm announcing that midnights (late night driving edition) is now available on all streaming platforms, with 10 never before heard songs, including my personal favorite, style ft taylor.

landonorris: i wish someone would write songs about me ↳ynbuscemi wdym i wrote dorothea and seven abt you

taylorswift: we need to write more songs together

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On Monday, the world was rocked by the news of the breakup between 28-year-old Conor Kennedy and his 24-year-old girlfriend, Italian-American singer-songwriter Y/N Buscemi. The couple had been together for almost six years and was a favorite of the paparazzi and celebrity news outlets.

The news was even more surprising considering that Y/N Buscemi is friends with Kennedy’s ex-girlfriend, Taylor Swift. The two had met in 2012 when Buscemi was just 14 and Swift was 22. Kennedy was 18 at the time. It’s unclear exactly how they became friends, but it’s speculated that it was due to Buscemi's elder sister, Victoria, who may have introduced them.

This is not the first time the pair have broken up. In fact, they have broken up twice, the first time being back in 2016. Reasons for the first breakup are unknown, but some speculate that it was because of Y/N and Taylor's friendship, the latter of the two, not being comfortable about her friend dating her ex.

The second time, was because of scheduling issues back in 2018. Conor was finishing up his degree at Harvard, while Buscemi was writing songs for her, then, upcoming album, serpente, and was in the process of helping Taylor write songs for Lover.

Since the announcement of their breakup, Kennedy has been vocal about his desire to reconcile with Buscemi. He has made no secret of his feelings, posting several heartfelt messages on social media about how much he loves and misses her.

At this point, it’s unclear what the future holds for the couple. While Kennedy continues to express his love and longing for Buscemi, the public is left to wonder if the two will be able to patch things up. Only time will tell.

this took way too long and it made me wanna kms, there will be a part 2

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If You Just Realize

Part Fourteen: Turning of the Tide

Summary: More changes come for Sebastian and his girls. Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Reader Word Count: 1915 Series Warnings: Death, angst, sadness. Lots of creative licensing, I’m sure. Chapter Warnings: Child custody issues, feels.    Square Filled: This entire series will fill my realized feelings square for @marvelfluffbingo​. A/N: I’ve much enjoyed writing this series, and I hope all of you enjoy reading it! The tag list is open; requests to be added can be done so here. There are bits and pieces of Romanian throughout the series, mostly from Google Translate and the few things I’ve picked up as I learn the language.

Also, I don’t know why I’ve never mentioned it before, but a huge song inspiration for the title of this fic (and some chapter titles) is Realize by Colbie Caillat.

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Sebastian deeply regretted sending Y/N to Los Angeles when the kind lady from the court came to get Milena to take her to Conor’s house. She wasn’t allowed to tell Sebastian much, but anything he needed to know, he figured he could learn from Alice and Tim anyway. 

Letting Milena go was torturous. She was trying her best not to cry, even as tears were rolling down her chubby cheeks. Sebastian squeezed her tight and made promises in Romanian so that the court lady couldn’t be held responsible for reporting back what he had said, and, honestly, to have that privacy with his niece. 

He went back into the house, immediately cursing the silence and wishing they would have seen this coming before they bought the place. If things didn’t work out with Y/N and Milena was taken away, what was the point of having all that space to himself?

Realizing Georgeta and Anthony had no idea what was going on, Sebastian called and explained as best he could. Georgeta was upset, and Anthony seemed to be too, but was holding it together for his wife. Sebastian promised to keep them updated, then disconnected the call. 

But only another thirty minutes passed before he was packing a weekend bag and driving over to his parents’ house. He knocked on the door when he arrived, his chin already quivering. Like a little boy, when his mother answered the door, he broke down in tears. The weight of the world was once again upon his shoulders but Sebastian didn’t know if he could hold it together this time. 

Y/N’s assistant met her in the lobby of the hotel that would be her home for the weekend. Once she was checked in, the two girls went up to the room and checked off a few boxes for business purposes before Y/N snapped her fingers. 

“I’ve got to tell Kennedy I’m in town. I’ll call her here soon. Do I need to take care of anything with the apartment?”

The younger girl shook her head. “It’s all done and taken care of; I turned your key in a couple of weeks ago. Oh, I have one more envelope of mail for you to go through — there’s some important looking stuff on the top. I don’t know if it’s maybe the final of the pre-nup or anything.”

Y/N shook her head. “No, those went to Seb’s place in New York. I’ll look at that mail soon — what time am I supposed to be ready for the interview tomorrow?”

“The car will pick you up around three, hair and makeup will be there for you. Just have to bring what you want to wear. I’ll be here by two-thirty, if not before.”

“Great, thanks, so much.”

They hugged before the assistant was on her way and Y/N was left to her own devices for the day. She called Sebastian, who informed her that Milena had been picked up to go to Conor’s, and he was staying with his parents until Y/N returned. 

“I should have stayed. I know it’s important for privacy purposes for me to be here, but I miss you already. Thank goodness your parents are close so you’re not alone.”

“Not the same as having you here,” Sebastian sighed. “I thought about coming out to Los Angeles, but I want to be close by in case something changes — even if that’s unlikely.”

Y/N shrugged. “I get it. I’ll be on the first flight out, day after tomorrow. I can take a cab home.”

“I’ll come get you. I want to come get you.” 

She smiled, despite the circumstances. “Let me know what happens, okay? If anything. I can’t wait to come home to you.”

“Can’t wait to have you home, Bright Eyes. I love you.”

“I love you more,” she returned. 

They talked for a while longer before disconnecting the call. Kennedy was Y/N’s next call, but that girl was filming on location, so meeting up wasn’t going to be an option. Shrugging and figuring she wouldn’t be too fun to hang out with at the moment anyway, Y/N crawled under the covers of the hotel bed and fell into a restless sleep. 

After hearing that the interview had been pleasant — and that she could honestly and enthusiastically speak to how in love with Sebastian she was and how happy their marriage had been so far — Sebastian became even more anxious to have her home. Her assistant had finagled a red-eye flight home after the taping, which meant that Y/N was coming home at four in the morning, but Sebastian didn’t much care. His wife was home and he felt so much less alone. 

She was still in her outfit from the taping when he met her on the arrivals sidewalk at LaGuardia. She raced into his arms, kissed him fiercely, then begged him to get her home. 

“I only want us to be together, in our home, waiting for Milena to come back.”

Sebastian took her hand and her rolling carry-on, leading both of them back to the car. The ride was silent, and she pulled her own suitcase up to the house when they arrived, then immediately got in the shower. She had been so excited to see him at first, but had quickly distanced. Sebastian wasn’t sure what had happened, but he wasn’t about to wait to ask her about it. 

He stripped down to nothing, tossed his clothes in the hamper, and went to join her in the shower. She smiled at his presence but then turned her face back toward the water. 

Sebastian leaned against her, using his hand on the wall to balance himself. He pushed the hair away from her neck, kissing the bare skin. 

“Talk to me,” he prompted. 

She turned a little so her face was out of the water. “About what?”

He gave her a look. “Y/N. I know you — remember that we were friends a long time before we were married. Before I realized that I love you.”

“Are you sure you love me?”

Sebastian frowned and gripped her upper arms gently, turning her to face him. “Yes, I love you. I’m in love with you. What could make you unsure?”

“It’s just — I know you needed me back here to support you with everything going on, but I was suddenly worried that with Milena not around, you would realize you only needed me as a friend. That you’re not truly in love with me.”

He let out a breath. “Let’s finish this shower, and then we’ll talk, okay?”

She nodded and reached for her shampoo; Sebastian took it from her, lathering up her locks before rinsing it out for her. He reached for the conditioner next. She soaped up her own body and rinsed off, then excused herself while he finished the shower on his own. 

When he came out from the bathroom, she was on her side of the bed in the same sweatshirt she had been wearing the day she told him she loved him for the first time. Her wet hair was swept to one side, and she was leaned against the headboard, waiting for him to come out. He pulled on clean boxers and sweats, then climbed onto the bed next to her. 

“Your hands are cold,” he whispered, taking them to his lips to press a kiss to her knuckles. “Y/N, listen to me. My love for you is not conditional on Milena being in our lives or even us being married or anything else. I should have seen it a long time ago — maybe one of all of those times that my mother was telling me I should marry you.” He smiled when that actually drew a giggle from her lips. “I want you as my wife. I want you to be the mother figure Milena needs, and I want to have a million more kids with you.”

“A million?” 

He laughed. “Okay, maybe two or three more. I want to grow old with you growing old with me. There’s nothing in this life that I will do or want to do that I don’t want you there for. I love you, Y/N, unconditionally.”

“I want all of that, too,” she whispered, wiping happy tears away. “I know that was the last discussion we never really got to have, but I was so afraid that my feelings were deeper than yours, and then this … it’s been an intense few months.”

Sebastian nodded. “That it has. No more pulling away from me, okay? And I promise not to pull away from you. We’re in this, together. Forever.”

“Forever,” Y/N repeated, pulling him towards her so she could plant a sweet kiss on his lips — although the interaction didn’t stop at a simple kiss. 

The packet of mail her assistant had given her in Los Angeles was spread out on the kitchen island, and Y/N was singing along softly to music as she went through all of it. Some of it could be thrown out, some she still wanted to look at, so she decided it was better to eliminate what she didn’t need to open before starting the review process. 

“What about a Boston Terrier?” Sebastian suggested, scrolling through the internet on his laptop across from her. 

Y/N wrinkled her nose. “They’re so cute but my sister-in-law has one and the smells that come of out of that thing’s butt — I’m gonna have to vote no on that one.”

He chuckled and ceded to her denial. As she started opening envelopes, he called out a few other breeds. 

“There’s not a whole lot of options for dogs that travel well and are good with toddlers and have puppies that will be ready by her birthday,” Sebastian said. “You may have to reconsider the retriever options. Oh, wait — miniature dachshund?”

“A little weenie dog?” Y/N giggled. She pictured Milena with the tiny little thing and nodded emphatically. “Yes, that's perfect!” 

While Sebastian did the necessary research and contacted a breeder, Y/N opened a particularly thick envelope and withdrew a stack of papers. They were obviously some kind of court papers, but the cover letter told her a personal letter would follow and she should open that first. 

Surely that wasn't something she would have thrown away. She searched frantically through the remaining envelopes, until she found one addressed to her in a neat, slanted handwriting. She looked to the return address and slapped a hand over her mouth in surprise. 

Irina Fruhauf. 

This must be what it’s like to see a ghost, she thought to herself as she tore into the letter. She spent the next ten minutes reading through Irina’s letter twice, then started in on the court documents. 

“Oh my …” She could hear Sebastian still in the other room on the phone with the breeder, but he was going to need to stop that conversation now. “Seb! Come in here!”

It took him a minute to get off the phone, and when he joined her in the kitchen, she handed him the letter first. His facial expression first was that of surprise, then further shock, and then the bittersweet feeling of reading the last communication of his beloved sister. 

“Is this real?” he asked, voice hoarse with tears.

Y/N pointed to the court documents. “I think it is. Maybe you should call Philip.”

Sebastian nodded, retrieving his phone again. “Yeah, I think I should.”

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[noyatv]

𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐫𝐚

warning: this starts all the way back in 2012, when y/n was 14 and conor was 18, 3.5 year age gap, y/n is said to be born in winter-spring, y/n's sister's name is victoria, victoria is like 7 years older than y/n, y/n is southern italian-american, y/n's family is considered 'old money', victoria is a songwriter, probably really badly translated italian (i haven't done my duolingo lessons), also your implied to be a nepo baby, 2016 drama, taylor swift is over party makes an appearance, these aren't my beliefs, ima diehard swiftie, conor is a simp, k***e west and psycho fans, yn and conor break up briefly, yn is linked with a lot of people, you have an older brother who is like 4 years older, his name is lorenzo, he isn't that important rn

the timeline of conor and y/n's relationship

2012 Hyannis Port, Massachusetts ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵉᵉᵗⁱⁿᶢ

Victoria had recently returned from Brandeis for summer break, at least, that's what my mom said.

The beach was nearly deserted, aside from blond and brunette leaning on a rock halfway across the beach.

Without another thought, I pushed myself to my feet, slipping my hand in the back pocket of my shorts, placing my phone in the pocket. The strides I took to my house ended up taking me a different way; to the Kennedy Compound. Ethel, who was on the porch, had babysat us when Victoria and I were younger, supporting us on our misadventures around the beach.

"Hi, Ethel!" She seemed to escape from her trance, eyes lighting up when she realized it was me.

"What're you doing here? I haven't seen you or your sister in so long, how are you?"

"Just walking back from the beach, Victoria's back from college."

"Tell her I said hi, will you? Stay out of trouble!"

"I will!"

I shuffled over the sidewalk, until I reached the house on Scudder Avenue, Victoria's dented Toyota was parked in front of the house. From the window at the top of the door, I could see Victoria sitting at the kitchen island.

The door creaked as it opened, Victoria's head snapping to the left.

She had cut her hair shorter. Her once shoulder-length brown hair had now been chopped down to her ear.

"Taylor's coming over for songwriting. Just thought you might like to know that," she yelled towards the stairs once she heard the creak and thumping of the old wood stairs.

Not even ten minuets later, a knock reverberated from downstairs.

"Victoria!" I yelled, hoping to have my voice reach her ears, but it fell on deaf ears. "Victoria! Porta qui il tuo culo!" Again, no response.

Another knock made an appearance.

"I'll be there in a second!"

The leg of the table behind the couch seemed to have extended a few inches out, forcing a shriek out of me as I stubbed my toe. I made my way to the door and opened it.

"Hey, come in." I stepped aside to let Taylor in, and to my surprise, another person.

"Thanks, this is Conor." She gestured to the male beside her. "Where is Victoria?"

"'Dunno," I shrugged my shoulders. "I'll look for her, make yourself comfortable."

I walked through the kitchen to get to the backyard door. She was sitting on the steps of the porch, presumably watching Lolita, her Chihuahua, run around the yard.

"Taylor's here, she's waiting for you."

2016 ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵖᵒᵗᵗⁱⁿᶢ

Italian-American singer-songwriter Y/N Buscemi recently dropped her debut album, and was recently caught making out with 22 year old Conor Kennedy, her friend's ex-boyfriend, Taylor Swift.

Y/N Buscemi is an 18 year old singer-songwriter who has been making waves in the music industry since her debut album dropped. She is the daughter of Italian immigrants and comes from a long line of wealth and privilege.

Buscemi is a multifaceted artist who writes her own songs, and her sister Victoria is a songwriter who has written for both Y/N and Taylor Swift. Y/N's music has been described as an eclectic mix of genres, ranging from pop, hip-hop, to rock.

The recent news of her and Conor Kennedy, Taylor Swift's ex, being caught making out has only added to the mystery surrounding her as an artist. While it is unclear why the two were together, it has been speculated that they were discussing music, as Kennedy is also an aspiring musician.

Neither parties have commented on the situation, leaving us to question what the nature of both relationships.

Y/N Buscemi is an exciting new artist to watch, as she continues to make her mark in the music industry with her debut album. With her unique sound and style, she is sure to make a lasting impression.

What do you think? Leave a comment.

𝗖𝗼𝗻𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 ²⁴⁹⁸ ᶜᵒᵐᵐᵉᶰᵗˢ

sachasen 1hr ago Not surpised that he went for his ex's friend

taylorSNAKE 30 min ago glad her friends are now seeing how much of a snake she is!

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Y/N Buscemi, the 18-year-old Italian-American singer-songwriter, has been seen with 23-year-old Jack Schlossberg, who is the cousin of her 22-year-old boyfriend Conor Kennedy. This sighting has sparked rumors that Buscemi and Kennedy have broken up, and that Schlossberg may have played a crucial role in the split.

Buscemi, who is originally from Plymouth, Massachusetts, has been gaining recognition in the music industry since she released her debut EP in 2015. Since then, she has been performing at venues across the country and collaborating with other artists. Her music is described as a combination of indie-pop and alternative rock, and has been compared to the likes of Halsey and Lorde.

Kennedy, who is the son of Robert F. Kennedy Jr., first began dating Buscemi in June of this year. Since then, the couple has been spotted together at various events, such as this year's MTV awards. However, recent reports have suggested that the couple has called it quits, and that Schlossberg may have played a part in the break-up.

Schlossberg, who is the son of former U.S. Ambassador to Japan Caroline Kennedy, is an actor and writer. He has appeared in several films and television series, including the Netflix series “Grace and Frankie”. He is also the founder of the social media platform “My Friend Jack”, which is focused on helping people find their support systems and connect with others.

Given the age difference between Buscemi and Schlossberg, as well as the fact that he is related to Kennedy, it is understandable why people are speculating about the nature of their relationship. However, neither Buscemi nor Schlossberg have publicly commented on the rumors.

In the meantime, fans of Buscemi can look forward to the release of her new single, which is due out later this month. With her music career continuing to take off, it will be interesting to see what the future holds for this talented young artist.

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plan on having begin again prequel out by the weekend