#connor creek

[dancinglifeboat]

I miss Connor Creek- so here's an extended version of an old fic!!!! Watch in awe as four disaster gays manage to woo one another.

[s0uth3park]

I’ve just woken up from a dream where (BASEketball-esque) Matt Stone was wearing tight fabric pants (if it’s relevant at all they were flared, thin, and kinda dark purple and he was wearing a tight navy t-shirt) and turned around all extra caked up but – no – that wasn’t the point of the dream.

The point of the dream was that Trey was trying to sell Creek themed Christmas socks for October all the way through to at least February, and when me (or whatever I was presenting as, I just know it was first perspective) and Matt protested saying that he can’t do that, he said it’s because (and I’m really struggling to remember the wording here but it was basically) “before Christmas they get to look forward to the Creekmas (Creek Christmas) socks and after they get to look back on having the Creekmas socks”. He says it pretty affirmatively too. Almost proudly.

Then after Matt (and I think I as well) protests again, I walk away up to my grandma’s patio door, and Matt follows me like “I can’t believe he thought that was convincing” or “can you believe that prick” or something. And as he walks away (that’s when I notice the pants and ass), and I call him back like, “Hey I’m so convinced by it I changed my Tumblr url”, and I show him, but I’d changed it to something like “govmsocks” or something (no idea what it was meant to be originally), and Matt Stone looks at me weird enough to prompt me to say, “Yeah, it convinced me so hard I fucked it up.”

Then Matt Stone laughs a little and walks away. I’m (after waking up) left wondering wtf this is meant to mean.

[pictures-of-alan-davies]

alan and moments my adhd ass relates to: another collection

NOT MY GIFS

[bavovnyatko]

Decided to delve into Succession fics on ao3, and realized smth criminal - there ain't a single fic where the Roys get the Shitts Creek/2 Broke Girls treatment and go completely broke

I WANT KENDALL TO BECOME A WAITRESS AT HOOTERS IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK

[aondaneedles]

Goodbye, Connor. You were a mess.

[kmesons]

solomon lauter's main opponent in the mayoral election mentioned during npmd was definitely peanuts the hatchetfield pocket squirrel

[st-agatha-city]

Happy Valentines Day :3

[katrissian]

[notdxbya]

why is every gay man on american tv show named connor

[kimwexlers-brownhair]

Now that I’ve made the Schitt’s Creek comparison, I can’t help imagining Connor’s mom as being exactly like Moira Rose. I’m going to hold onto this image as long as I can.

[flashfuckingflesh]

Forest Hike Lands Four Friends Right in the Middle of Drug Smuggling EVIL! "Cascade" reviewed! (Breaking Glass Pictures / DVD)

“Cascade” Available on DVD! Click Here to Purchase Your Copy! The small town of Clearview offers little opportunity and for four teenage friends, they’re diverging, life-affirming paths will either cement their relationship stronger or obliterate it completely.  Looking to do something epic before everything changes and most will put Clearview in the rearview mirror, they decide to hike an…

[jasperthejester]

wait if headless and tcbob are connected, and i think tcbob is connected to sis (pictures from @awigglycultist post (i dont have twittter)), that means headless cannon to the saf/sis/wayward/flop stoppers universe?????

If you didn't know, Ryan wears the Matrix musical shirt in Unsolved Babesteries, so it's all connected

[lixzey]

sincerely, yours.

luke castellan x fem athena!reader

summary: in which Luke receives love letters from a secret admirer.

1.4k words

warnings, i guess?: pre tlt!!! reader has a huge ass crush on luke, reader is weird around luke (like any normal person around their crush), love letters, secret admirer, reader is kinda stalker-ish (maybe all athena kids are lol), reader is friends with silena and clarisse, camp golden boy luke!!! reader has GRAY EYES like every other child of Athena, as this is a key note in the story but i'll leave the hair color out for you guys 🫶🏻

ONE TWO THREE FOUR FIVE

“Handsome, you're a mansion with a view.”

“Hey, Luke?” Chris Rodriguez calls out to his older brother, brows knitted in confusion, as he walks towards the head of cabin eleven, who was helping their brothers—Travis and Connor—fix their armor for Capture the Flag in just a few more minutes. 

“Yeah?” Luke hums, his eyes not leaving the younger Stoll’s as he finishes the strap of Connor’s armor. “What is it?”

“Someone left this on your bed,” Chris answered, pulling out a tea-colored envelope from his pocket and giving it to the older boy. “It has your name on it.”

Luke pats Connor on the shoulder. “Trav, go and get shields and swords from the armory with Connor.” The eldest Stoll nodded, while the youngest opened his mouth to talk, but Luke got ahead of him. “No, Connor, you can’t have a flaming arrow. Now get over there!” He chuckles, playfully shoving the brothers away with a grin.

As soon as the two leave—Connor huffing about the flaming arrow—Luke turns to face Chris. “Who’s it from?” He asks, eyeing the envelope in Chris’ hand.

Chris shrugged. “I don’t know; it wasn't signed. It just had your name.”

“Huh,” Luke grabs the envelope from Chris’ hold, his eyes searching for any information. Instead, a pink heart wax stamp greeted him.

“You got another admirer?” Chris smirks, playfully nudging Luke. “Oh, to be you, huh? Girls here and there.”

Luke glares at Chris. “Shut up,”

“But that’s a first. A love letter. You think it’s from one of the Aphrodite kids?” Chris grinned, wiggling his eyebrows. “Explains the pink heart.”

“You talk too much, don’t you?” Luke groaned, shaking his head. “Go follow the Stolls; make sure they don’t burn the armory down. I’ll follow.”

Chris rolls his eyes, chuckling slightly. “Alright, alright, I’ll leave you with your love letter.”

“Go,” Luke huffs, shoving his brother out the door.

“Geez, lover boy, stop pushing me!” Chris laughed as Luke pushed him again. “Okay, okay, I’ll go!” He chuckles, raising his hands up in surrender. “See you at the creek!”

Luke rolls his eyes, shaking his head as Chris runs off. He then turns his attention to the envelope in his hand, with his name written in perfect cursive in bright pink. If Luke wasn’t quick to jump to conclusions, he’d assume that an Aphrodite kid probably sent the letter. The pink ink was a dead give-away. But there was a small voice in the back of Luke’s mind saying otherwise.

The Hermes counselor sighs before making his way to his bed. Maybe there he could find anything else related to the mysterious admirer. Luke plopped down onto his bed, torn between ripping the envelope open or gently opening it in fear of tearing anything else that was inside.

With a shake of his head, Luke slowly opened the tea-stain envelope, the smell of old books and jasmine invading his nostrils as he gently pulled the paper out.

Dear Luke, 

I love you. 

Oh gods, where do I even begin to explain that?

Okay, so I have liked—no, loved—you since I was thirteen and you were fourteen. I know a lot of girls like you, even boys. I’m not even half of those who do. I’m just, well, me. A girl who you’d never give a second glance at. 

This is utterly stupid, honestly. Taking the risk to write this letter to you when you and I literally live in camp all year round. But, I guess, who cares? I mean, I’m already here writing this, so why back out now?

I remember the first time I saw you. Handsome, you’re a fucking mansion with a view. You were out in the arena, training with Leon Hayes. It was the day after you and Annabeth arrived at camp. You were so good, deserving the title of ‘the best swordsman’ camp has seen in three hundred years. Your dark curls looked like a halo as you sparred with him, a mischievous look in your eyes as they shined like ambers underneath the golden rays of sunlight. From that day on, I knew I was in trouble. Everything about you captivates me—a secret no one knows. 

Every time you’re around, my heart beats too fucking fast, like a pegasus galloping in the wind. You make the butterflies in my stomach flutter like crazy, you make my palms get sweaty, and my words fail me, leaving me a stuttering mess when you’re near and you aren’t even talking to me. See what you do to me? I’ve never thought I would fall head over heels for someone so completely and so effortlessly.

You make the angels in heaven dance and sing hymns. Each time I look at you, wedding bells ring inside my head. You make me want more and more of you. I just can't think straight when you're in my head; even writing your name makes my cheeks turn red. You make me smile in so many ways, to the point that it isn’t even funny anymore. You are my favorite everything. I’ve been telling my friends that since I was fifteen. 

I get jealous when I see someone who gets close to you and flirts with you. I just can’t explain how annoyed—angry—I get when they try to get your attention when I have no right to be. There’s just something about you. I can’t pinpoint it, but it’s the same damn thing that made my heart surrender.

Do you think if I wished on every dandelion in the world, you’d be mine? It would be a dream come true, of course. But in reality? You would never notice me. Like I said before, I’m just a girl you’d never take a second glance at. I’d forever be in the shadow of everyone else, hidden far away in the darkness.

You take my breath away, Luke Castellan. I don’t know how, but, fuck, I wouldn’t have it any other way.

sincerely,

yours

Luke stared at the letter for a few seconds, still trying to understand the words he had just read. He knew that girls liked him, but he never had someone send him a love letter, let alone a detailed one.

“Who are you?” Luke muttered, his eyes going back and forth through the letter, wondering who the girl was who’d written the letter. Something about her words made him want to find her, but the letter wasn’t signed. No name, no cabin, no anything. How was he going to find out who wrote the letter? 

“Luke, capture’s in five minutes!” Annabeth’s voice snapped Luke out of his thoughts. He quickly folded the letter, placing it back in the envelope, before shoving it under his mattress. He isn’t taking any chances, especially with the Stoll brothers, whom reminded Luke of him and Chris just a few years back.

Luke immediately ran out of cabin eleven, meeting Annabeth down at the steps.

“You still aren’t geared up,” Annabeth observed, brow raised. “I can’t afford another loss, Luke,” she huffed, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Got held up inside, you know, the Stolls.” Luke shrugged, hoping she wouldn't see through his lie. Technically, it wasn’t a lie. He did get held up with his younger brothers, well, minus that tiny exclusion under his mattress.

Annabeth sighed. “Just go and get ready. The conch will sound in a few, and I still have to find Y/n and Malcolm.”

“Yes, ma’am!” Luke chuckled, saluting to his not-so-little sister. “We will win; don’t worry.”

Annabeth rolled her eyes. “You said that last year.”

“Gotta be positive, Annie Bunny,” Luke grinned, nudging the younger girl slightly.

“Stop calling me that,” Annabeth huffed, turning her heel to walk away.

“What? You loved bunnies!” Luke teased as she walked away.

“I was seven!” Annabeth groaned, walking faster, making Luke laugh.

“See you at the creek in four minutes!” Luke called after the daughter of Athena before turning to walk to the armory when someone collided face first into his chest.

“Woah, careful there,” Luke chuckled, catching that someone in his arms. A girl with the same gray eyes as Annabeth, a little more on the silver side, though still as intense.

“Uh, hi?”

“You okay, pretty girl?” Luke asks, smiling at her, his strong arms still wrapped around her waist for support.

“Uh, think so? Yes? I guess?” she rambled, her eyes not meeting his. 

Luke chuckles, helping the girl get back on her feet. “Careful next time, alright?”

“Uh, okay, bye!”

Luke laughed as the girl quickly scrambled away, her long hair bouncing behind her. “See you on the battlefield later, Y/n!”

tags: @lilmaymayy @mischiefmoons

[lovelautski]

can’t believe rancilda met the mayor of connor creek

[aondaneedles]

Live at Aspen farm is quaint and rather uneventful.

[bajablastflavoredsaxreed]

OK OK OK OK OK OK

HEAR ME OUT

Spies are forever, The Wayward Guide for the Untrained Eye, and all of the Solve it Squad media take place in the same universe which somehow i am just now figuring out?

hmmmm sound familiar?

oh yup there it is

which means that chimera succeeded. curt mega did not in fact win and essentially shot the love of his life in the face for nothing. if you think about the implications

as for solve it squad…

apologies for the shitty autogenerated captions but? they just? namedropped a background scientist? from pay attention!? making? saf? canon? in the solve it squad?

one could extrapolate that bc saf is canon in both, sis and wayward are also canon to each other

which means that in all three of these. there are talking dogs, werewolves, evil information mining businesses. they talk about the New Democratic Republic of Old Socialist Prussian Sloviskia in the history books. mayberry exists. connor creek exists. scrags could meet up with artemis and paul and tell them about the mystery the gang just solved in their tiny town. instead of apple devices there is chimera. some people from saf are probably still alive. the implications. this is so important to me for no reason.