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Snow Day (Connor Murphy x Reader)

Words: 1000 (?)

A/N: Hey guys, its me after over a week again (lol sorry final exams suck). Anyways, pls send me those dank ass requests because this bitch is writing again. I feel like this imagine kinda sucks but I’ve been gone for so long I wanted to post something so enjoy I guess. 

I flip another page of my textbook, scanning the words on the page. Midterms were coming up and I had been spending all of my free time studying. I peer out my window, surveying the growing amounts of snow piling up on the frozen ground. Sticky snowflakes clung to my window and dripped down the glass like tears.

Suddenly, I hear a loud knocking on my window, almost making me spill the tea I was about to sip. I rush over and open the latch, prying the window open. A tall figure dressed in all black clambers through the window, followed by a cold gust of air and a collection of snowflakes.

“Connor?” I ask, “What are you doing here?”

“Bored.” He responds, as if it was so simple. He dusts the snow off his clothes and straightens up, greeting me with a kiss.

“Care to elaborate?” I question, slightly confused but welcoming the interruption.

He shrugs, examining the papers I was studying before he arrived. Since he obviously wasn’t going to talk, I gaze out the window at the lightly falling snow. It looked like something straight out of a Christmas card.

I feel a pair of arms wrap around my waist. I lean my head back against Connor’s chest, relaxing into his embrace.

“We should go skating!” I exclaim, almost bumping my head on his chin from my sudden excitement.

“You’re joking, right?” He chuckles.

“You could fit into my dad’s skates.” I say, freeing myself from his embrace, “It would be really fun!”

“No way.”

“Come on, Connor.”


“Pleaseee. Because you love me?” I pout.

He’s quiet for a few seconds, thinking it over.

“Fine.” He grumbles.

“Yes!” I immediately get to work, grabbing scarves, hats and gloves for us to wear as armour from the cold. Connor takes them and reluctantly puts them on, grumbling about ‘the things he does to see me smile’.

“Come on!” I laugh, grabbing his hand and dragging him through the door.

We drive to the ice skating rink in the center of the town. It was empty due to the freezing temperatures, which Connor pointed out and I ignored. 

We hop out of the car and head into the shack to put on our skates. I sit down on the cold, metal bench and slip on the skates, weaving the thick laces around the white canvas. I glance over at Connor who was trying to copy my movements but failing horribly. He dropped the black laces in frustration, brows furrowed. I chuckle and move to help him. Connor looked like he was going to stop me, but relented and let me tie his skates.

“Ready?” I ask, standing up and balancing on the blades of the skates.

“Yeah.” Connor sighs, going to stand up and immediately falling back onto the seat.

“What the fuck.” He mumbles, attempting to get up again.

I chuckle, grabbing his hand and wrapping my arms around his waist to prevent him from falling. He stumbles a little but we make it the rink.

“I had trouble just walking out here and you expect me to go on that.” Connor questions.

“You’ll be fine!” I insist, climbing onto the ice.

“How are you doing that!” He stares in amazement as I step onto the ice with ease.

“I used to come here all the time with my brother.” I smile, the memories flooding back.

He taps his skate against the slippery ice, testing it.

“Come on, don’t be a pussy.” I say. He scowls and climbs onto the ice, hanging onto the railing for dear life.

“There you go!” I exclaim.

His brows are furrowed in concentration as he takes a small step, his feet almost flying out from under him.

“Don’t step, you have to glide.” I guide.

“Shut the fuck up.” He mumbles, obviously frustrated by his struggling.

“Come here.” I say, grabbing his hands and pulling him away from the wall.

A string of curses flies out of his mouth as I drag him towards the center of the rink. The sharp blades of our skates drag across the ice, scratching designs into it.

“There you are. You’re doing amazing!” I laugh as Connor stumbles across the ice.

“Not really.” He says, but I see the small smile on his face.

Connor lets go of my hands and slides slowly across the ice, his long legs wobbling. Right before I was about to praise him, his feet slide out from under him and he falls right on his butt.

“Fuck.” Connor moans, laying down flat against the ice.

“Get up!” I laugh, skating circles around him.

“Help me up.” He yells, reaching out one of his gloved hands for me to grab. I take it, and yelp when he suddenly pulls me down to the ground with him, wrapping his arms around me.

“Connor!” I scold.

He chuckles as I punch him lightly in the stomach. Eventually, I settle down and relax next to him, his arm still wrapped around me.

“This was pretty okay, Y/N.” He mumbles.

I chuckle quietly, resting my head on his chest. He kisses my forehead lightly, making me inch closer to him.

“I love you.” He whispers.

“I love you too.” I whisper back, facing him. I look at him, his messy curls fanned out on the ice, ice shavings tangled into them. His blue eyes seemed to pop against his pale face, glimmering lightly in the fading sunlight. A small smile spread across his face, a rare sight for Connor.

I press my lips to his slightly chapped ones, resting my hand on his cheek. We break apart, smiling.

“Now, let’s get out of here before we literally freeze to death.” Connor says, holding tight onto my hand as we get up and skate (slowly) off the ice, laughing to ourselves.

I finished Voyager, finally!

probably the nature of the show, but it felt the most satisfyingly “finished” trek finale yet (ds9′s was a conclusion but also kind of sad) and overall had a good exciting plot

Guess Who Wrote a Yoi Fic

Spoiler alert: it’s me.

Many thanks to the wonderful and amazing @rendevok​ for being a magnificent beta. Without her, this story never would’ve gotten off the ground.

Title: Star Touched

Summary:  It is said that when the world was wild and new, the stars reached down to their siblings, the humans, and granted a select few to receive incredible powers. Appropriately, these beings are called “star touched”, and can enact great change in the world around them, be it for good or evil. Yuuri Katsuki is one such being, on a team assigned to gather information on the cultish Order of Ophiuchus that has been ravaging the southern lands with sporadic attacks and mysterious shadow beasts. In spite of his lack of confidence in his abilities, Yuuri is determined to prove himself on this mission. But will his dim flame be bright enough to reveal the secrets that hide in the darkness between the stars?

Read it here!


Lance pokes fun of Shiro being a merman (not an actual merman unfortunately), and pidge and hunk, defending their father’s honour, dares lance to take some of Shiro’s classes (he teaches people how to become merppl n all that w allura). 

Lance takes the dare and finds out this guy from one of his classes, whom he has a one-sided rivalry with, goes for mermaid lessons as well and *insert oh no he’s hot moment here*

anyway there’s lots of pining and swimming and mermaids and keith being obsessed with the mythical merpeople n lance finding it endearing as hell

[edit:] I’m not planning to write this however I will be building upon this au If you wanna write this or whatever could you link it to me? I wanna see it :D

Oh my god, in last night’s Bob’s Burgers, Bob takes Gene to a laser light rock show at the planetarium (super important to Bob, because it was his favorite when he was a teenager, and this is the last night before they’re closing the exhibit because it’s old and no one goes anymore, also it’s Bob’s birthday), and Gene has no idea what he’s in for, but he gets pumped for it anyway ‘cause Bob’s so excited about it, and finally they get in there and they’re watching it, and Gene has a sensory overload and kinda starts freaking out ‘cause he can’t handle it, so Bob takes him out and they sit in the car for a bit.  Gene’s angry because Bob didn’t tell him it would be so loud and scary, so Bob offers to play the album for Gene at a normal volume, and Gene starts to enjoy it, so he reclines the seats, takes out the cigarette lighter, tells Gene to pretend it’s a laser, and starts drawing in the air, explaining the plot to him (it’s like a full on Pink Floyd or Rush-esque rock opera about a bunch of robot overlords telling rockers that they can’t play music anymore, and one Rebel rising against them).  Gene gets really into it and decides he wants to see the finale of the laser show (which Bob regards as a life-changing experience), so they sneak back into the planetarium (there’s no re-entry allowed) with a few tricks that parallel the story from the album, and watch the climax of the show together (Bob fashions some earplugs for Gene out of a napkin).  On the way home, Bob’s asking Gene how he liked it, and Gene says “I loved it!”, Bob asks him to speak louder ‘cause his ear’s are shot, and Gene yells, “I LOVED IT, DAD”.  Bob yells back “I love you too, Gene”.

I FUCKING!!! CAN’T!!! DEAL!!!! WITH HOW GOOD THIS SHOW IS!!! I know i don’t talk about Bob’s Burgers a lot but this show is flawless and charming and gross and funny all at the same time, the characters are written like people with actual fears and anxieties, and unlike a lot of comparable shows, the comedy doesn’t come from the family being pitted against each other, it’s always the family against the world… I love it, I love it, it’s so pure and refreshing and still somehow manages to be funny without sacrificing it’s heart, and I fuckin’ love it, please watch Bob’s Burgers holy CRAP okay I’m done.


Hermione’s screams echoed off the walls upstairs, Ron was half sobbing as he pounded the walls with his fists…

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How's the WINGS tour so far? Are you enjoying it?

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Prompt #152

“How do you ‘accidentally’ become the leader of a creepy ghost army?!”

“You know, it’s a really long story.”

✨ Transformation Tuesday aka at the goal of losing 50kg/110lbs in 9 months. I can finally, confidently, say that I love myself. ✨

What does Stan’s symbol mean?

First of all, thanks to @marypsue for listening to my ramblings and giving some feedback about this a few days ago and to @eregyrn-falls for talking about Alex’s Q&A, which reminded me to write it up and post it.

Warning: this is going to be long. Sorry.

One of the things that I’ve always hoped would get an explanation from Alex (but possibly never will?) is the meaning behind the symbol on Stan’s fez/the Cipher Wheel.

First, a bit of a tangent, but I hope a productive one: in GF fanfic, a common issue when Bill and Stan appear together in a fic is that we never canonically heard Bill’s nickname for Stan (assuming he would have given Stan one, which, given Bill’s character, seems like a safe bet). Fic authors usually get around this by having Bill call Stan “Fez,” which makes sense given that’s where his symbol is and it’s a pretty distinctive element of his appearance.


But Bill doesn’t call Dipper “ballcap,” or Mabel “sweater,” or Soos “t-shirt,” even though that’s where their symbols are found. Their nicknames are based on what the symbol IS, and the symbols (at least roughly?) represent who they are as characters.

So, ultimately, thinking about what Bill’s nickname for Stan might be sort of helps clarify what Stan’s symbol might mean vis-à-vis his character. Ahem. Back to the symbol.

The clearest direct mention of the symbol is in Journal 3, when Ford writes that Stan’s fez is from Filbrick’s  membership in the “Royal Order of the Holy Mackerel.” It’s totally possible this is all there is to it, it’s a funny fish symbol. Alex’s old DeviantArt account is reportedly holymackerel, so it’s possible it’s just something he thought was funny and that’s that.

But, we all know how much Alex loves to misdirect people – almost as much as he likes to have multiple layers of mysteries and meaning in GF. So I think it’s more likely this is just a superficial meaning for Stan’s symbol.

Looking at the symbol, there could be a few different interpretations, so I’ll present the three most interesting ones I came up with, in order of what I think is the likelihood it’s the real meaning of the symbol.

First, another look at the symbol as it appears on the fez:

Now what if we do this:

 Looks like an eye, right? Just one eye?

The least likely theory is that the symbol has something to do with Stan’s character being connected to Bill’s in some way. It’s a cool interpretation, considering how important the idea of the “beast with just one eye” was, and the fact that, as Mr. Mystery, Stan wore an eyepatch (and so had just one eye visible). If you’re a subscriber to the Same Coin theory, this interpretation might work for that.

I personally don’t think this is it, though. So let’s turn the symbol this way:

Notice the symbol in canon art is always represented with these proportions. Now what does it look like? A bit like the portal casting a shadow? Who lived (figuratively and literally) in the shadow of the portal for 30 years? Yeah.

Stan, with his long-standing self-esteem and self-worth issues, saw himself as just “part of a dynamic duo,” essentially Ford’s shadow, not capable of accomplishing anything on his own. So, this interpretation is a little more likely to me, and I headcanon that Bill’s nickname for Stan would be something like “Shadow,” because it’s not only thematically appropriate, it’s snide and hurtful.

But this still doesn’t seem like it’d be an appropriate symbol for Stan’s character. After all, reductively thinking of him as Ford’s shadow would only represent most people’s (and his own self-) perception of Stan in the first (admittedly long) part of his character arc. So what represents the culmination of his character arc?

Let’s turn the symbol one more time:

Look familiar?

Well, first of all, there are some similar-looking symbols in the history museum in SotBE:

And on the ur-Cipher Wheel in Mabelcorn:

I personally don’t think it’s related to the symbol that’s similar to the Freemason symbol, because that seems on-the-nose and superficial to be on a secret society fez (though a cute reference), and more related to Dipper’s character than Stan’s. I think the other symbol gives a clue as to its meaning, since it’s also incredibly similar to Stan’s symbol’s shape.

…what legendary bird is often represented in this shape? And the shape on the fez? Wings upraised in a circular shape?

So…my best guess is that this is a simplified, stylized version of one of the best symbols for Stan’s character: a phoenix. The imagery of Stan burning is present throughout the series, and of course, Stan is literally immolated and reborn in the finale. I absolutely headcanon that this is what Stan’s symbol really means. (But I don’t think Bill would ever call Stan “Phoenix,” do you?)

All this is just speculation, though. You’d have to have actually been in the writer’s room (or Alex’s brain), or have done a lot of research into ancient symbols (in so many cultures and historical contexts, seriously – Egyptian symbolism, indigenous American tribal symbolism, secret society symbolism, alchemy symbols, etc) to suss out what everything related to Stan and his symbol (the flag/banners for the Royal Order of the Holy Mackerel, the first symbol in comparison to the second symbol – both work for the Phoenix symbolism, the color symbolism in the series, etc) might mean.

soul magnets.