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!
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
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)
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
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.”
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
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.
(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
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
“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.
“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
“Your mother and brother will kill
(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
“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.
That’s legitimately the cuddliest
description I’ve ever heard of the Noble Circle of Horrorterrors,
Guardians of the Furthest Ring, who haunt the shadows and turn men’s
minds to madness with a single questing touch of their inky
1 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
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
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
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
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
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
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
“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
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
“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
“Just the shock of seeing them in person,” you muttered
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.
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
“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
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
“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
“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
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.
“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.