#conniemour

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✨ We did it, conniemour fam! ✨ We’ve just hit 50 comments, 40 kudos, and 930 hits on To Breathe Again and no, it's not just numbers: it’s a wave of love, connection, and meaning.

❤️ Every comment is a little hug. 🎸 Every kudos is a guitar note on the heart. 🚍 Every hit is someone hopping on the tour bus with Connie and David.

To celebrate… 🎉 The MINI-CONTEST for the 50th comment is now OPEN! If it was you (or if you're just around): → You can request a scene, a mini missing moment, or a custom ficlet! Fluff? Angst? Sexy beardmour? Canon David-being-a-total-idiot moments™? Your wish is my command

And if you're silently reading... I see you and I love you too. But today is the perfect day to crawl out of lurkdom and tell me what made you laugh/cry/throw on a playlist 💕

Read the latest chapter here

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🎸✨ To Breathe Again – 40 Kudos Celebration ✨🎸

Imaginary vinyl, side A: dreams… side B: broken wings.

🪐 The longfic about David and Connie just hit 40 kudos! A story about a guitarist searching for oxygen and a girl who doesn’t know how to breathe... between London, Montreal, bears, psychedelia, and silence.

Thank you to everyone who reads, comments, and dreams along with me — truly, every interaction is a breath of fresh air.

✨ ON THE WAY TO 50 COMMENTS? ✨ If we reach 50 comments (threads included!), I’ll launch a tiny 70s-style celebration contest:

🎁 Anyone who comments (even just one word!) can inspire: 📼 A deleted scene ✒️ A mini-fic inspired by objects, tour backstage, side characters, or scattered details

🧳 Possible objects I could write from: 🎧 Connie’s amber earrings 💿 A mysterious record 📻 A forgotten radio broadcast 🧥 The red sweatshirt David gave her ✉️ An unsent letter 🧪 A shirt that smelled like hashish and aftershave

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Connie has sunlight in her hair and a wilted peony in her heart. A fawn who doesn't yet know how much courage is curled up inside her. In the Cotswolds she finds freedom, memories, and wounds she doesn’t yet know she carries.

"She remembered how much she enjoyed spending summers with her sister and her mother's large family on the farm near Ozleworth..."

🍓 "...Connie could still taste on her tongue the fatty, opulent flavor of that butter spread on freshly baked bread that contrasted with the exquisite sweetness of freshly picked wild strawberries."

🌾 "That summer they often found themselves wandering together, he would tell her about his time in California and something called the counterculture..."

💔 "Sitting with his head on her lap as she played with his brown curls while exchanging a cigarette, Connie forgot that it was so wrong to be in love with him."

Read the full story on AO3 → To Breathe Again

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Sometimes I look at To Breathe Again and I realize it’s not just a slowburn RPF, it feels like a 70s shōjo manga. The tragic backstories, the emotionally elusive beautiful boy, the warm colors and aching silences, the intensity of a single glance across a smoky room… It’s all there. The soft pacing. The longing. The heartbreak and the quiet hope. It’s Connie looking at David like he’s made of golden light and regret. It’s David trying to hold his world together with calloused fingers and unsaid words. I swear, sometimes I write and I see it like frames on yellowed paper.

Would you read TBA as a manga? Because I would absolutely cry over every page. 🥹

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Another ✒️Conniemour 🎸visual board! Read 👀 the story here ➡️ To Breathe Again

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Hello lovely readers! 🌟

I owe you an apology: I planned to post the new chapter of the Conniemour story yesterday, but I’m still far from finishing! Life, as always, had other plans — the real world truly excels at derailing us, doesn’t it? 😅 But don’t worry, I’m working hard to bring it to you soon. ⏳

In the meantime, I thought I’d introduce you to two very special characters who hold an important place in Connie’s life: Mim and Doris. 💖

Mim is Connie’s aunt and a true mother figure to her. She might be a bit brusque at times, but that’s part of her charm. 💫 Unconventional out of necessity, she’s the one quietly pulling the strings in the background to support her loved ones. A brilliant cook and a skilled seamstress, Mim’s guidance is steady, unwavering, and always filled with love for her dear nieces.

Doris, on the other hand, is... well, Doris. 😆 She drinks too much, smokes too much, swears like one of Her Majesty’s Irish Fusiliers, and drives like a maniac (a skill honed during her days as an ambulance driver in the war). Beneath her rough exterior, though, she’s fiercely loyal, with a heart of gold that shines through her wild antics. 💛

To help you get to know them better, I’ve included a visual for you below.

Thank you so much for your patience and understanding! 🙏 In the meantime, let me ask you: Do you love when secondary characters steal the show, or do you prefer them to stay quietly in the background? 🤔

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"Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun…" 💎🌈

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A visual board for To Breath Again ❤️