haunted ring

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Disney world secret: Back in the day, the exit for the Haunted Mansion used to be through a turnstile that let guests off at Liberty Square. When the turnstile was removed, a bit of the machinery was left in the ground. Many people thought it resembled a wedding ring, and a legend was born. “Because this ring was a creation of the fans and not Disney canon, the story of the ring varied depending who would tell it. Perhaps Master Gracey had gotten angry at the young woman for cheating on him and tossed it over the balcony in a fit of rage. Or maybe it was the indent of her ring forced into the ground when she flung herself to her death. The delightfully morbid notion took on a life of it’s own and the little piece of embedded pipe grew into legend.” After the ring was finally paved over fans became upset. Because it was such a fun little Easter Egg to find when visiting. So, the Disney Imagineers decided to add an official haunted ring to the ride. The only problem, you have to find it. But, don’t worry Disney cast members are totally happy to help you find the haunted mansion wedding ring!

John Doe
what’s gotten into you
you used to be so loud
you used to be the brightest star
the ones all the planets wanted to orbit around
John Doe
you used to laugh and smile
and dance and sing with me
when people say your name to me
it’s left with a haunted ring (a bitter sting)
John Doe
i have yet to erase you from my memory;
but i have screamed about you to the stars
they took the ghostly yearnings
and shoved them into the void
John Doe
i don’t know who you are anymore
i don’t know where you are
you left five years ago
and i have yet to really see your face again
you came around for christmas
and that was all the gift i ever wanted
your last words to me were, “be good. be smart. i love you sweetheart.”
John Doe
your name is the same as my own
we share the same blood
and yet you’re still on the run;
from my calls, my texts
i’d scream so loud you could hear me from states away
if only my voice could reach you that way
John Doe
remember when we used to play hide and seek in the dark at night?
you told me that when you lie down in the shadows no one can see you and that if you wanted to run you had to stay close to the ground and make sure you never left the shadows
and i guess you crept along them always making sure you stayed out of sight
because i remember this game and the flashlight
and you hid so well that no amount of light could find you– i have checked all your usual hiding spots and i have yet to seek you out.
—  a poem to my brother who i desperately want to come home this christmas.

The 7 Horcruxes Spread

Diary: What in your past is coming back to haunt you?

Ring: How does your family affect your life?

Locket: What do others know that you do not?

Cup: What about yourself do you lock away?

Diadem: What in your life is hidden in plain sight?

Nagini: What do you treasure above all else?

Scar: What have you done on accident that still affects your life?

(Bits and pieces from the fic trilogy i forgot I was gonna write, where Guy sort of dies, and sort of doesn’t, where Milagro gets his ring and Kyle is in charge of training her.)

Kyle started bringing Milagro on missions. At some point Milagro froze at a crucicial moment. And Guy who was  always watching shouted to her what to do, and she did it.

“Thank you, Guy,” she whispered to the ring.

“She heard me,” Guy said surprised.

“Are you haunting my ring?” Milagro asked later once the mission was over and she was alone.

“Technically it’s my ring,” Guy said. “And no.”

“But you are dead?”

“More or less,” Guy said.

“What?”

“Honestly kid, I have no idea.”

“Can I ask you for advice sometimes?”

“Sure you can. Just don’t tell Kyle any of this.”

“I think he misses you.”

A while later after a particularly bad mission. Milagro was sitting on her bed in her dark room and she looked at the ring and started talking.

“Mister Gardner, are you there?”

“Sure I am kiddo,” Guy answered, she smiled so she must have heard him, he continued: “But please call me Guy.”

“Alright,” she saied and hesitated “I’m not sure I’m cut out for this,” she said.

“For what?” Guy asked.

“Being a Green Lantern,” she said, and continued in an even lower voice: “I was afraid today.”

“Well, you did meet a massive cosmic monster that wanted to juggle the planets in our solar system, so your reaction isn’t terribly surprising.”

“But I’m a lantern!” She protested. “I’m not supposed to be afraid!”

“You were chosen because you are capable of overcoming fear, not because you are fearless.”

“You were fearless,” she protests.

“Yes, and look at what happened to me. Dead and speaking to you through a ring,” Guy said.

(I had forotten I wrote these things. Mostly because I made these notes in january last year)

Milagro meets more heroes. She has to correct them whenever they call her a side-kick though.

She heard them say “that’s the lantern side-kick” and it stung a bit.

“You should correct them,” Guy’s voice came from the ring. “Kyle calls you his partner doesn’t he?”

“He does,” she mumbled. Kyle had said that Green Lanterns had partners, and that Guy was his partner which meant she was Kyle’s partner now because she had Guy’s ring.

she totally has a crush on Superboy.

“He’s too old for you.” Kyle says.

“I hear he doesn’t age. And I’m actually fifteen.”

“Your mother and brother will kill me”

(then he probably is a bit of a jerk to her and so she gets over that crush)

During one of these crisises there’s a moment where everything feels lost. Kyle’s been mostly buried under rocks and is dizzy and having a hard time to focus. Milagro’s brother Jaime is completely knocked out and she fears that he’s dead. Her own leg is trapped under a rock as well. And there’s monsters coming towards them. So she tells the ring to bring her help and she pours all her willpower into the ring. It feels a bit like she’s trying to lift a heavy stone door and she starts to sweat. A beam of green shoots out of her ring, starting to form an outline of a person. She concentrates even harder willing this outline to take shape and slowly, while it still feels like she’s trying to lift something heavy it starts to work. Big boots come into life, not as a green construct but real and white. Black pants, thick white gloves. A vest. A shit eating grin. Soon enough Guy Gardner is standing there. Not a construct, but a real breathing version of Guy Gardner in hs corps uniform.

“Ah this feels good,” Guy said and looked at Milagro. “Good work, baby doll.”

“Guy,” came the disbelieving voice from Kyle. Guy turned to him and his smile and face softened.

“You’ve also done a great job partner. You want me to take over for a bit?”

“Please, be my guest,” Kyle said. Guy grinned again and set to work kicking ass and taking names. Once all the monsters had been dealt with. He removed the stones trapping everyone, and told Milagro to check on her brother. Guy walked up to Kyle who was sitting on the ground. Guy leaned down, putting a hand on Kyle’s shoulder.

“Hi there,” Guy said. His face flushed from the fight. Kyle lifted his hand. Guy’s skin was warm against Kyle’s finger tips.

“I miss you,” Kyle said. Guy’s smile was soft and he moved his hand and cupped Kyle’s cheek.

“I know darling. I’m sorry.” He leaned in for a kiss, and Kyle met him. The kiss was desperate and needy. Kyle pouring his soul into the kiss wanting it to last forever. It didn’t. One second Kyle had felt Guy’s soft lips against his, and in the next Guy and faded away again. Leaving Kyle with his hand raised touching nothing but air.

I’ve Seen the Future, a fanmix for doomed knights and jaded seers 

art by @falloutgirlongirl 

listen on 8tracks

The Future’s Nothing New by The Alternate Routes // 2 The Mother We Share by Chvrches // 3 Pick Up the Phone by Dragonette // 4 Repetition by Purity Ring // 5 Haunt by Bastille // 6 Heavy In Your Arms by Florence and the Machine // 7 Boy With a Coin by Iron and Wine // 8 A World Alone, Lorde  

Who Could Be Scared of a Little Rain?

Band Member: Luke

Type: Relationship AU.

Description: Luke was your summer romance and that’s all you ever thought he would be, but maybe love wasn’t done with you yet.

He’d dreamt about you again.

You were leading him to the beach, your hair blowing behind you in the breeze like a bridal veil. He’d have married you right then and there last summer, he was that enchanted by you. Your smile as you looked back at him felt almost like it was happening, like it was all real again but Luke knew it was a dream. That was all he had left of you anymore. You’d slipped through his fingers when summer came to an end. He didn’t want to believe you were gone but you had kissed him for the final time and Luke could still taste you on his lips. He ran his hands through his hair, his teeth tugged at his lip ring. You haunted him like a rain cloud that followed over his head.

You had said you were a hurricane, and he’d asked who could be scared of a little rain.

At the start of July, you’d sworn to yourself that you were done with love. Your now-ex had already announced their intention to have a wild raging summer before university started up in the autumn. You’d been devastated but then you realised that gave you an entire summer to meet new friends before you headed off to start your degree.

Yet here you were, Luke’s arm draped around your shoulders as he drove and smiling at how he bobbed his head to the music. Luke hadn’t been a conscious decision, you’d just fallen into this romantic thing you had. You knew it was never going to work out but that was part of the appeal. That’s what made it so easy to fall so hopelessly in love with his smile, his eyes, his laugh. He was somebody so different. But looking back, even if you knew how it was going to end, you’d have done it a thousand times over and never change a thing.

“What are you thinking about?” he asked you, his eyes hidden by the sunglasses you usually stole from him.

You shrugged, stretching your arm out of the window to feel the breeze against your skin. You were thinking about a thousand possibilities but none of them mattered because you were here with Luke.

“How impossible this whole thing is,” you said with a laugh. “I’m here with the Luke Hemmings and he’s driving my car. That’s a miracle in itself.”

Luke chuckled and pressed a quick kiss against your temple. “You’re funny, shortcake.”

You lapsed into silence until you nudged his leg. “You’re supposed to say what you’re thinking.”

He shook his head lightly but the smirk on his face said it was something you wanted to hear.

“I’m wondering how I got the prettiest girl on the beach that day,” he told you as he took the turning for your house. “And how the hell I’m going to keep her interested in me.”

You rolled your eyes at Luke, he was always sure you were going to disappear. But oh how right he was.

You heard his name on the radio again today. You wanted to turn it off and act like his name no longer made your heart skip a beat. You knew it was your own fault, you’d been the one to walk away but that didn’t change how you felt about him. Your friends kept asking about your mysterious summer romance but you’d laugh it off and change the topic because even thinking about him hurt these days.

The voicemails he sent built up until you had to listen to them just to delete how desperate he sounded. You’d always pour a large glass of something alcoholic and drink every time you wanted to cry at his pleading. The way he looked at you that night was all you saw as the tears streaked down your cheeks. Those baby blues that still haunted you at night. The memory of his husky laugh and his cold hand mapping out constellations on your back as you drifted off to sleep wouldn’t leave you alone. He was the wave that drowned you after numerous drinks and you’d start humming the song Luke had said belonged to you. So in the mornings you were still left picking shards of him out of your skin because you’d heard his voice.

Hey… it’s me again, I just wanted to know if you’re okay.

What happened to us? We were so good together.

I know you’re never going to pick up but just know I still love you.

Hearing him again always brought you to your knees. You’d always hate yourself even more afterwards. Yet you’d made your bed and you had to deal with the fact you would never be part of his life, not in the way he wanted you to be. You were a force of nature. Walking out of people’s lives before they hurt you, it was what you did. And Luke had been your biggest risk yet.

You had said you were a hurricane, and he’d asked who could be scared of a little rain.

The night you’d told him had been perfect. You’d walked down the beach and he’d given you a piggy back as he threatened to throw you into the shallows. You almost left without telling him. Almost. You took his face in your hands, reaching up on your tiptoe just so you could savour the moment before it all came crashing down.

“Luke, I move back home tomorrow, I have university—”

“We can make this work, I promise,” he said before you finished. “I know we can.”

You shook your head lightly and dropped your hands to his chest.

“I don’t belong in your world, Luke. You’re a successful guitarist and singer in a band I listen to, I’m a student who hasn’t achieved anything that remarkable.”

Luke’s eyes widened as he realised what was happening. “No – no – you’re perfect for me, okay? I don’t care if you’re not famous. You’re good for me.”

“Yeah, your fans won’t see it like that,” you sighed. “I’m not strong enough to get the hate or to have photographers sat outside of my door waiting for an exclusive.

“I’d protect you, I swear.”

You smiled at him. “I know. But we’re too different, Luke. This summer has been the best of my life but I guess all good things come to an end, right?”

“I don’t – I can’t watch you leave,” he stuttered. “You can’t change my life then walk away.”

He was so unlike his usual calm self. The panic across his face was so clear, it hurt you to see him like this and you knew you could stop it.

“I told you before this became whatever it is,” you said as you traced the print on his t-shirt. “I told you I run away because I know I’ll get hurt and how can I not? You’ll be halfway around the world for almost half a year, Luke. You won’t hurt me but the distance might, how are we both supposed to stay sane if we’re this wrapped up in each other?”

“You can’t leave me like this,” he protested sadly.

“I don’t want to,” you mumbled. “Believe me, I don’t.”

You pressed your lips softly to his before you stepped back. He moved to follow you but you shook your head.

“It’s better if you let me go, Luke,” you told him as your voice began to crack. “I’m sorry.”

Your friend had been hyped up about something on the lead up to your birthday. She’d got you to book time off and told you to pack a suitcase. You’d done what she’d told you, you weren’t really in the mood for arguing. But when she’d stood in front of the arena and you started to see their logo everywhere, you felt sick.

“Your favourite band!” she cheered. “I know how much you wanted to see them live and it’s the first show of the tour!”

You tried to force a smile as you realised you were in the sound check. You hoped there would be a sea of faces for you to hide in, you knew just seeing Luke would ruin you. All the time you’d spent trying to forget that summer would’ve been wasted. But part of you wanted to see him again, even if it was just to prove to yourself that you were right because so far, you hadn’t been. You’d just been miserable, you had hurt yourself more than Luke ever would have.

So you sat there, nervously waiting to see if he noticed you. You didn’t know which you wanted more. Your friend chatted away about how she’d had to stay awake to get you the tickets and how she’d had this planned since last summer. You wanted to laugh like it was one big joke the universe had decided to play on you.

They walked onto the stage with a roar of applause and screams, you felt your heart begin to race when you saw him under the lights. He still looked the same and that made it harder. The flashes of the last moments on the beach made you feel even sicker than before.

“Are you okay?” she asked you quietly once she’d seen your expression.

“Just the shock of seeing them in person,” you muttered back.

She grinned at you and looked back at them. Luke’s eyes scanned the crowd and they fell upon your face quite clearly. He looked like he’d seen a ghost. He leant over to Calum and muttered something, pointing in your general direction. Had he told them about the girl who had broken his heart over a summer? You tried to tell yourself you were okay, you’d chosen to finish it all so you had no reason to feel like this towards Luke. The questions blurred into one another, you tried to listen but all you could think about was walking outside and being able to breathe again.

“What did you guys do this summer?” one fan asked.

Summer. You watched the colour drain from Luke’s face and prayed he wouldn’t announce to the world that what he did that summer was sat right in the audience. You almost laughed at your own thoughts but it was true, you didn’t want everybody to stare at you like you were insane for walking away from Luke because you already knew you were.

You stared at Luke, waiting for his answer. That was the only one that mattered.

“I spent my summer with this amazing girl that kept telling me she was a hurricane. I thought she was being all deep and shit but she was. She turned my life upside down and then left without a trace. I miss her.”

The shouts of comfort began to hurt your head, making it feel like it was swimming in a world where you were the villain. You muttered something about needing to head to the toilets and got up before your friend could ask what was wrong. You walked out of the back of the crowd, not turning back to see if she was chasing you.

Luke stood up, realising that his final chance to speak to you again was slipping out of his fingers.

“Not this time,” he mumbled to himself.

He told the others to cover as he sprinted off stage, hoping that you’d just want to go outside for air. He’d dreamt of this moment, finally seeing you again and forgetting about the hurt. He started running down the corridors, by security guards who threw him dodgy looks but let him go anyway when he told them it was okay. He pushed open the main doors and immediately saw you sat on the wall, your legs dangling over as you told your mum about how bad today was going. She’d been the only one who had known about Luke after she’d found you crying while listening to his voicemails. She was cooing you when you felt somebody sit by you. You glanced over and saw Luke staring out over the city while he waited for you to finish.

“Mum – I’ll call you back,” you said slowly. “Luke is actually sat next to me right now.”

“Are you okay?” she asked.

You looked at him again and sighed. “Yeah, I think this has to happen. I’ll call you later after the show.”

You ended the call and looked back out across the skyline.

“You haven’t answered any of my calls,” Luke said.

“I thought it’d be easier that way,” you admitted.

“It wasn’t,” he told you. “I didn’t know what I’d done to make you leave after that summer we had.”

Your fingers tangled themselves together as you tried to find a way to say you’d been wrong. Luke pointed to a tall building in the fading light.

“That’s our hotel,” he said mindlessly. “Cal has already broken the curtains and Mikey has ordered way too much food. It’s a mess and it’s only our first show. Imagine how the rest is going to go if this is how it started—”

“Luke.”

He looked at you like it was the first time he’d ever heard his name uttered from your lips. His eyes were exactly how you had remembered them.

“I fucked up when I left you,” you confessed. “I placed too much value in not getting hurt but really all I did was wreck myself more than you ever could have done. I’m sorry.”

“That’s what love is, isn’t it? It’s getting hurt but there are good things too,” he said quietly. “But what about the rest of it? The fans, the tours, everything.”

“I guess I needed a reason to feel less crazy for leaving. I really did love you.”

“You did?” he asked.

You nodded but dropped your eyes to the floor. He moved closer when he noticed you shivering from the cooler breeze.

“What about now? Do you still love me?”

His breath was soft against your ear. It made you feel warm again but you couldn’t help but wonder if he was asking because he’d managed to forget you. He’d said he missed you, that wasn’t the same as being in love with you still.

“Yeah,” you mumbled. “Yeah, I do.”

A smile spread across his face as his arm wrapped around your waist. He looked relieved like he’d been waiting to hear it for a long time. You frowned at him but he shook his head.

“You warned me it’d be hard,” he said with a light shrug. “But I know you’ll be worth it. Just promise me you won’t disappear again?”

You nodded slowly. “I promise.”

“Then I guess I can kiss you and play a show without feeling like shit.”

You laughed and rested your head against his shoulder until he lifted your chin up so he could kiss you. You felt like you had on the beach, breathless and amazed that you were here with Luke Hemmings again.

“Uh – Luke, we – urm – have to do the sound check,” Michael said as he tried not to sound embarrassed.

Luke looked at you and sighed. “If I go do this sound check, will you still be here?”

You rolled your eyes, knowing this would be his new thing.

“Always.”

“Maybe this hurricane found a home,” he said with a smile.

“I hope so,” you replied as he helped you back over the wall and led you inside.

@irrelevantpiratelaughter, your professor is wrong and I’m your new one. I love you. And your work.