#rollar coster

[blowflyfag]

IT KEEPS GETTING WORSE

Hrrgggghhhh

[thetreeswillbewatching]

What's you favorite theatrical play and why?

:)

FALSETTOS FALSETTOS FALSETTOS AHOIGSEUIUBIUEIUIUOUIUUHFWIHBSZKJDKJVKJDJDHIHOIHOIHIHHFH

I cannot physically put into words how much I love this musical uhmmm

And I don't even know how to explain why I like it. It's just. Yes.

BUT LIKE CHRISTIAN BORLE AND ANDREW RANNELS AND GAY MEN AND THE BEST SOUNDTRACK EVER, EMOTIONAL ROLLAR COSTER, CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT, VERY RELATABLE, AIUFEUIIIUGIIUU

:D

[sorchasolas]

Since I’m at a theme park Right Now, i want to share my thoughts on SLA characters in a theme park (like, rollar coster heavy theme park)

Kaladin would absolutely LOVE roller costers (obviously) like tell me he wouldn’t make a mad dash for the biggest ride in the damn park

Shallan, similarly, would love roller costers, but would have a bit of reservations— “kaladin are you sure about this??”— but once she’s on the ride she’s have the time of her LIFE

Adolin absolutely despises Roller costers. He’ll refuse to go on any costers and if Shallan & Kaladin coax him onto one hes not having fun, he shuts his eyes and screams (not in a good way) and literally like sobs and gets all nauseous. (And honestly literally me) Shallan finds it hilarious, Kaladin is concerned (but lowkey amused)

(Dalinar & Navani going on a mellow little love boat ride— Dalinar’s genuinely enjoying it and Navani is the one who built the ride (/hj)

(Szeth & Kaladin going on all the big rides together bc Adolin refuses and Shallan is consoling him)

[tod--waggner]

Rollor coastar...

! rollar coster ..... !!

[transmasculinizing]

me and my best friends having fun on the rollar coster c:

[hyejina]

Coney Island, New York

[blametheeditor]

Jeremy Messed Up: Prologue

NOT FOR EVERYONE

The Sequel To Mike Messed Up

Next

Mike was just a night guard waiting to be killed by the end of the week. Now, he is the proud, and soon to be sole owner, of Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. Business is booming, animatronics are teeming with life, and Foxy is back in the spotlight after so many years. Even so, the dark past of Freddy's is slowly encroaching upon them. One with more ties than they could ever imagine.

Content Warnings: Mentions of death, want to harm someone, cursing (lots of cursing), mentions of being followed

Ah yes, the non-existent sequel

___________________________

Where could they possibly be?

Jeremy creeps forward, thoroughly convinced that one of the towering piles of junk will suddenly crash down on top of him. It doesn't matter if nothing of the sort has ever happened before, with his bad luck it's bound to occur. And right when he finds exactly what he's looking for.

...did he really want to do this? At night, having been forced to come after hours so no one saw him sneaking inside? Nothing only that, but his tool box and welding torch that is almost a desperate cry of wanting to get caught and thrown into jail?

He doesn't do good in jail. He had no idea what it's like, but he's heard the food is terrible, the people are rude, and the guards won't let him take anything inside.

He didn't want to be in such a place!

...but his mission. To end it all like it should've so many years ago. He can't let them exist. Not when they turned his life into a living nightmare. Stole the one person who had always been there for him, and turned them into a complete monster.

Turned them into one of those things, even.

"It's okay. It's okay," Jeremy breathes, forcing himself to not shake so badly that it rattles the tools sitting haphazardly in the box he threw them into.

And he is okay...at the moment. But he can't think about that! He'll run in the opposite direction and never complete what needs to be done. No, he just, has to distract himself. Like, like. Hmm...

Well, this feels like one of his video games. Instead of towering mounds of scrap metal and mutated blocks of machines seemingly melted together, they're really just strong and healthy red oaks blocking out the sun with their leaves in the attempt to warn him of the oncoming dangers while adding a challenge.

Yeah! And he's a champion, needing to cross the terrain while avoiding anything that lie in wait, poised to strike. Of course nothing can hurt him, being chosen by the beautiful princess and everything. He might get ambushed, but no one can hurt the chosen one. And not when he hasn't even gotten his first quest yet!

"Yeah. I've got this!"

"Goooooooooot."

Jeremy's confident smile all but leaps away and vanishes as it sprints in the exact direction he thinks a certain a bus going miles away from here is waiting for him to jump on and never come back.

Who was that!

He opens his mouth to question who exactly was creeping through the abandoned dump made specifically for old parts and metal unauthorized and at this time of night when they should be in their warm bed sleeping away and pretending this never even crossed their mind.

Only, the problem with that is he's the one creeping through the abandoned dump made specifically for old parts and metal unauthorized and at this time of night when they should be in their warm bed sleeping away and pretending this never even crossed their mind.

Shoot, shoot, shoot! I'm gonna get caught and thrown in jail and I won't have any visitors and it's gonna be a complete and utter nightmare and-!

"G-G-G-Got-t-t-t."

The voice sounded...in pain.

"Hello?"

A yelp escapes the cowering young adult as there's an incredibly sudden and loud noise of metal scrapping on metal. Almost as if someone was dragging two pieces of rusted parts together just to see how high he can jump.

Well, it's working alright! He just wants to help! Stop trying to scare him please!

"H-Hi? Are you okay? I just, uh, heard you were...in trouble?"

Jeremy winces at the terrible excuse as he sweeps the absolutely minuscule beam of light powered by his draining AA batteries emits across the space, looking for any sign of movement, possibly even a face. There weren't any clues to someone being there so they might be somewhere further inside the yard. And if they really needed help, he might be able to muster up enough courage to go deeper.

"Hello?" he calls once more, praying for an answer. But there's nothing. Not even the grinding of metal. As if they just...disappeared.

Why was breaking into things illegal! If it wasn't, he could do this in the freaking morning when the sun was out and he could see! It'd make everyone's life easier and ohhhhhhh. Gotcha. Because, if breaking into everything was legal, his stuff would be taken...right.

Opting to think the voice had simply been his imagination, the young adult turns around with something that could only be assumed as an eyeroll, flashlight aimed to the ground to keep from tripping over a stupid car tire...again.

He wasn't greeted by a suspicious piece of rubber wanting to pick a fight. No. He encountered something much worse.

The same something he might've come here in the first place to destroy once and for all.

The problem is, Jeremy can't move. Can't breathe. His uncontrolled scream doesn't wake him up. His terror doesn't cause his adrenaline to kick in and allow him to flee. Fight-Or-Flight instincts are nowhere to be found. Even with staring death right in the eye, he can't do anything.

This isn't one of his video games. He's going to die. Plain and simple. He should've seen it coming, though. His mission was to destroy the very thing that nearly killed his father. How else would this have gone?

...but the end doesn't come.

A twitch, a creak, a moan too human-like than he wants to admit, and the slithering form of a monster crashes into the ground.

"Got y-y-y-y-y-y-"

Jeremy doesn't allow it to finish, simply sprinting the hay away from whatever it is. Well, of course he knows what it is, but it just isn't really it, nor is it the single it he wanted, but it's too complicated and he just wants to go to bed, okay!

And it seemed his wish would be granted too, if death was the restful sleep he so desired.

"COME AND-D-D-D-d-d-d-d..."

The young adult didn't see the limb reaching out to snag his ankle before it's too late, screaming morphing into howling from pain as he slams into the unforgiving ground covered with bits of metal. Cheek bit and a possible rusted nail cutting his chin if not driving into his skin entirely, and Jeremy couldn't help wondering if he got his tetanus shot lately.

Forget the shot. He's going to die by mean of a much more painful and quicker way.

"NO! NO PLEASE! NO!" he can't help but plead, scrambling across the loose gravel with everything he can. Tears sting the edge of his eyes as his fingers brush against something feeling similar to the wrench he brought, only to be yanked back as it feels like his ankle's getting crushed into powder.

But, his tools. Scattered after he was thrown to the ground. His flashlight's back there but he still has-

The thing that grabbed him attempts to admit a sound when the welding torch is rapidly smashed into its limb, only to produce one confirming it wanted to follow as the young adult scrambles to his feet finally. Its desires aren't heeded however as the unyielding force of Jeremy bashes it into a shape even less recognizable from before.

"I wish you never existed!" Jeremy announces with a sob, stumbling away before swiping up what little he can see of the tools he brought.

And as three more figures seem to leap toward him in the clear want to drag him into the pits of hell where they were once created, the young adult finally pulls himself together to make the greatest decision of his life.

He runs.

Runs, with the things that have only caused him pain and suffering over, and over, and over again right on his heels. So close he can practically feel them gaining up on him. He allows a tool to trip one of them, disrupt another. Adrenaline finally kicking in and allowing the young adult to run faster than he ever has before. Another throw and something hits the ground.

But it feels as if he was going to lose. As if they're only just one step-

"RAAAAAA!"

Prologue  |  Chapter 1  |  Chapter 2  |  Chapter 3  |  Chapter 4  |  Chapter 5  |  Chapter 6  |  Chapter 7  |  Chapter 8  

[tragically-jane-doe]

I swear the titles of music slime tutorials crack me up there so fucking funny

[danny-and-hisshadow]

I recommend Lemon demon ,it's like at assault on the ears but very rollar coster and wild, so many different ways of making music

Wanting more ghosst musicians, but I've no clue where to start.

Preferably different music styles, but a rival rocker for Ember has quite a lot of potential.

[sammyblais9]

Ok, not a healthy scratch but not healthy.

[iszzyb]

I made a pizza

[ucusmode]

Karsimdaki bu iki insanin bi gün ölebilecegi suan çok acı cektikleri gerçeği beni duvardan duvara atıyor rollar coster a bindirip firlatiyor kendimi bulamiyorum navigasyonsuz salınıyorum. En bastırmaya calistigim duygum bu olabilir

[gay-otlc]

Straight A Supervillain- 11

Sapphics!!

Kindly ignore my inability to write romance

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“Can I get some advice?” Lani asked, twisting her hands together.

Naomi blinked. Lani… was asking em… for advice? Seemed fake, but okay. “I cannot guarantee that it will be good advice, but go ahead.”

“Cool.” A long pause.

“Um, you don’t like, have to-”

“Nah, I’m just gonna rip the fucking band-aid off.” Lani grinned, though it looked hesitant. “I’ve kind of been, like, questioning. My romantic orientation.”

Ignoring how absolutely awkward it would feel to discuss romantic orientation with eir crush, Naomi laughed and asked “And you thought I was the person to go to when you’re questioning? My gender is literally just confused screaming.”

“Yeah, I think my romantic orientation might also be confused screaming. And just when I thought I’d finally figured out the sexuality stuff, the split attraction model comes along.”

“Ahh, that’s annoying.”

“Right?” Lani rested her hands on her head and leaned back against the wall, eyes fixed on the ceiling. Naomi’s eyes stayed fixed on her. “See, I thought I was pansexual, and then I found out about the ace spectrum and everything and I figured panromantic demisexual worked better for me. But nooo, nothing’s ever that simple, and now I’m thinking I might be, like, on the aromantic spectrum?”

Naomi would like to think ey deserved some sort of award for keeping a straight (ha) face and not letting on that, oh, disappointment was sinking into eir stomach. It’s not that ey wasn’t happy for Lani figuring herself out, but just… unrequited bisexual pining. Ah, well. Ey was no stranger to unrequited bisexual pining. So ey smiled. “That’s great! Does that mean now you’re good at cards and archery?”

“Very funny,” Lani said, and that might have been sarcasm, but considering it was very funny, Naomi chose to believe it was genuine.

“Thank you.”

She sighed. “I don’t really know. This is all so complicated. I think I’m definitely, maybe, at least 90% sure I’m on the aromantic spectrum somewhere. But I don’t think I’m fully aromantic?”

This was a fucking rollar coster of hope and disappointment, but processing that was for another day. Supporting Lani was the main thing right now. Ey thought back to all the queer infographics ey’d seen. “So, like, what… greyromantic?”

“Maybe? Ugh. Like. I feel some attraction, maybe, probably. But it’s not at 100% allo? I could try to name a number, but it would honestly just be something random and it wouldn’t mean anything.”

“Hey, did you know that 69% of statistics are made up on the spot?”

A beat, and then Lani laughed. “Anyway, I was kinda psyching myself up to ask my crush-or-something to the VHS dance we’ve got coming up in a bit? And then the arospec crisis hit me like a ton of bricks, so now I just have no idea if I should ask em out.”

Wait. Em. Either there was another neopronoun user in this school (not unlikely, but…) or Lani was… talking about Naomi. As her crush. The person she possibly felt some romantic attraction towards. Eir leg bounced, trying to release some of the frantically excited energy building up.

“Em?” ey asked, barely keeping emself from shouting.

“Shit.” Lani flushed bright red and looked away. “Fuck. Um. Yeah. Did not mean to use specific pronouns for anyone. Oops. Sorry. I’m just gonna go let the floor swallow me whole.”

She stood up. Naomi stretched out a hand. “Wait! Um.”

“Mmm?”

“I like you,” Naomi blurted, and that was definitely the least romantic confession ey could have ever imagined. Ey stood up next to Lani, cringing. This scene had played thousands of times in eir daydreams, and this was… not close to eir ideal fantasy.

“You- what?”

“I have a crush on you.” Lani definitely wasn’t the only one wanting to sink into the floor right now, but also… but also ey couldn’t stop smiling.

Holy shit, please let this really be happening.

Lani smiled. “I kinda thought you might. But would me being… arospec, or whatever I am, be a problem?”

“Of course not! Honestly, Lani, I just like having you in my life, and I would really be happy to have you as a friend, and like… if our relationship is more romantic, I’d be fucking ecstatic, and if it’s greyromantic or something, I’m down for that. I feel like I’m probably saying this wrong but even though romance would totally be what made me happiest, I’d be happy with whatever you’re most comfortable with.”

Lani reached out to take Naomi’s hand in hers, and honestly, for a second Naomi thought ey might faint. “What if I don’t really know how I feel? Or how attraction works for me?”

“Hey, not knowing is fun. I mean, it’s hell. A little bit. That’s how it is for me with gender, you know? I’m looking everywhere for an answer and I’m not finding shit. I’m not really sure there is one, maybe my gender is just a big red question mark. But there’s something kind of cool about embracing that and just letting yourself be a question mark.”

A thumb brushed against eir knuckles. “I actually like that a lot. So we can just be dating, question mark.”

Ey couldn’t hide eir grin even if ey’d wanted to. “I’d like that. Lani, would you like to be my… maybe-girlfriend?”

“Yeah!”

“Great!”

“Great!”

Both of them smiled like idiots. Did the rest of the world exist? Did it matter? This was perfect.

“Do you want to be my maybe-girlfriend? Or maybe-boyfriend? Or… I don’t know, maybe-partner? What term would work best?”

“My earlier statement about gender being a question mark seems relevant now,” Naomi joked, trying to imagine the words. “What if you used girlfriend and boyfriend interchangeably? That would be so gender.”

“Yeah, sure.”

They fell silent again, going back to staring into each others eyes like they were in a fucking wattpad fanfiction. Naomi couldn’t stop eir gaze from slipping down to Lani’s lips more than once. And… Noel opened the door with a slam, ruining the moment. “Lani! Cameron needs help with an essay and I don’t know what I’m doing, I’m just the math guy.”

Lani’s hand pried away from eirs.

“Sorry. Am I interrupting something?”

Both of them blushed and stammared out what could only be called an answer if ey was being generous. Eventually, Lani cleared her throat and said “We’re maybe dating now.”

“Maybe dating?”

“I’m arospec, I think, and I’m not totally sure where that leaves us.”

Naomi couldn’t resist draping an arm over eir maybe-girlfriend’s shoulder. “But wherever it leaves us, I like it.”

“That’s very cool and I’m happy for you, but Cameron still doesn’t know how to write an introduction paragraph and I’m half convinced she’s about to break her computer in a fit of rage, so, you might want to come help.”

Lani followed Noel out the door, and Naomi, jaw slightly agape, flopped backwards onto the bed. Gaze fixed on the ceiling, ey breathed out “Holy shit.”

What had just happened?

“Holy motherfucking shit.”

The next day, Naomi held hands with Naomi walking to all their classes, and could not wipe the smile off eir face. At least, not until Professor Night pulled another “Naomi, talk to me after class.” Lani did blow a kiss as she left, though, so it was not as bad as it could have been. At least if Naomi died now, ey would die happy.

“Naomi?”

Shit. “Yes! Hi. Hello.”

“Have you completed the presentation on your plan for Blaze?” For once in eir life, ey actually had been productive. In a timely fashion, too! So ey nodded. “Excellent. You’ll be presenting it at our school wide assembly tomorrow.”

Naomi. Presenting. In front of people. Shit. Couldn’t ey just get detention? “Um… okay.”

It was not okay.

“Are you okay?” Lani asked as soon as ey walked into their room. Naomi groaned.

“I have to give a presentation.”

Lani patted eir shoulder. “That’s my worst nightmare, I am so sorry. My advice would be to just turn invisible but you cannot do that.”

“Light the auditorium on fire,” Cameron suggested from his desk.

And for some fucking reason, Naomi did not take her advice. No, Naomi was standing on the stage in front of a sea of people, who were definitely not on fire. Why didn’t ey take their advice? Fire was fun, but seriously, why couldn’t ey have gotten invisibility? Lani got to disappear whenever there were too many people! Honestly, it was so biphobic that ey couldn’t.

From the front row, ey caught Lani’s eye. She gave em a thumbs up and mouthed break a leg.

Maybe ey wouldn’t die after all.

Shakily, ey began reading from eir slides, now projected onto the screen. “Naomi’s plan to fuck with Blaze,” ey started, and before ey knew it, it was over.

And ey hadn’t fucked up too badly!

The second the crowd applauded and Dr. Plague took over the speech giving, Naomi ran off the stage and into Lani. “You did great!” she cheered. Before Naomi quite knew what was happening, Lani was grabbing eir hand and pressing a kiss to eir knuckles. It was unclear what exactly came out of eir mouth. Some verbal equivalent of a keyboard smash?

“That was terrifying,” ey gasped, once eir brain resumed functioning.

“But you did it.”

The tension seeped out of our shoulders. “I did it,” Naomi agreed.

They stood in comfortable silence as students began filing out of the auditorium. Noel and Cameron both high-fived Naomi once they reached em.

“You inspired me so much,” Cameron said, wiping away a fake tear. “I’m so motivated to fuck shit up.”

“Please, you’ve probably been motivated to fuck shit up since the moment you were born,” said Noel.

Naomi shrugged. “He’s got a point. Now, I am starving, so how about we go get some lunch?”

“I hear we’re having bagels today,” Lani said, and before she even finished, Naomi was sprinting to the cafeteria with speed ey didn’t know ey possessed. When the others got to their table, all regarded Naomi wearily.

“I think you’re going to make yourself sick,” Lani said finally.

Through a mouthful of bagel, Naomi declared “Worth it.”

She rolled her eyes, looking fondly exasperated, and twisted her hands together. “What would you think if I signed up to volunteer for Blaze?”

Naomi nearly choked on the bagel. After coughing a few times, ey exclaimed “You can’t do that!”

“Why not?”

Well, you see, it’s because you’d probably notice Blaze’s uncanny resemblance to me and connect the dots and then I would get expelled. But ey couldn’t exactly say that, so ey opted for “You might get caught.”

“It’s a good plan, Naomi, I won’t get caught. Plus, I can turn invisible, which is a major benefit if I want to sneak through his paperwork or something.”

“Yeah, but…” Ey flicked away a strand of hair. “I’m just overly paranoid, I guess. I’m your maybe-girlfriend and it’s my job to worry about you.” The thrill from the words almost silenced the anxiety bouncing around em.

Lani smiled. “I’ll be okay.”

And ey couldn’t exactly argue this more without giving away what ey was worried about being revealed in the first place, so ey just nodded and regarded eir plate. The knots in eir stomach made the bagel suddenly seem less appealing. All Naomi could do was brace emself for the inevitable shitstorm.

[countrymusiclover]

21 - Closer to Knockin Boots

Everything Changed At 21

Part 22

Tags @abaker74 @bvbwestfall

The bathroom door opened on the tour bus with my best friend groaning and flopping down on the couch beside me. Carter was overjoyed at the news of her being pregnant with his child. Closing my laptop I was pretty proud of myself at finishing the book before the concert tonight. I had already called a publisher that would put it out in the next few weeks so I was almost bouncing off the walls. "So when are you going to tell your parents about the baby?" She wrapped her arms around herself throwing her head back on the couch. "I was thinking in a few weeks. When the boys can get a week. Since I would hate to make Carter leave his paying job earlier." Nodding my head the back door opened for Luke to enter the room sitting down across the room from us. "Chloe I just talked with my manager and she agreed that if something unexpected happened while we're on tour. Carter and you could go and he would still get payed." She gasped with happy tears towards him.

"Luke thank you. But are you sure about that - I have to repay you somehow." Resting my hand I intertwined her hands in mine. Luke intertwined his hands in front of him. The door opened with Carter sitting down the box carrying the tickets on the table in the middle of the room. "Chloe the doctor called and said we have an appointment in an hour. So we should be back in time for the concert." She nodded before I jump up to my feet pulling her with me. "I'll go with you." Luke gets to his feet too resting a hand on Carter's back. "Me too." Chloe and Carter both shared the look of disapproval that we didn't have to go with them. "Really you guys don't have to go. Luke you have the show tonight. I wouldn't want to make you late-" He raised his hand motioning for us to follow him outside to a big black truck waiting outside the bus. "Nonsense. We'll have plenty of time."

The drive to the doctor didn't take long since he was preforming in San Diego. Carter helped my best friend inside and the doctor seemed nice. Luke and I sit in the waiting room until the nurse came out of the room waving us inside. Closing the door Chloe grabbed my hand holding it over her stomach. "Y/n, you're my best friend and somebody I consider to be a sister so I want you and Luke to be the godparents to our child." Leaning down I wrapped her in a hug while Luke and Carter hugged each other smiling. "I will do my best to look out for your child Chlo." She nodded listening to the doctor after saying that she was only 3 weeks pregnant and that everything seems normal so far so we were out of the office two hours before the concert tonight. Chloe wears a light blue dress with some boots. I changed into a white dress, my boots with my hair curled a little on the ends. Chloe and I decided to stay backstage tonight instead of being in the front row of the pit in case she got sick and needed the bathroom.

Luke wrapped his arms around me quickly giving me a kiss on the cheek then stealing his ball cap I was wearing. He puts it on backwards heading on stage not before sending me a wink. He opened the night with Rollar Coster that got the crowd roaring. Then did Country Girl since it was one of his biggest hits that everyone knew. He dances around the stage where I saw Carter grabbing one of the guitars from the wall. He hands it to Luke from beside the stage. "So for the closing tonight I thought I'd share it with ya'll. Enjoy." Luke slowly started playing the light orange guitar sitting on a barstool in the middle of the stage. "This truck needs a half tank. These wheels need a two-lane. This radio needs three songs to play. To get me across town to you. That dress needs to slip off. That hair needs to come down. Friday nights need to do. What Friday nights need to do. That's the truth. Yeah, birds need bees and ice needs whiskey. Boys like me need the girls like you to kiss me. Fishing in the dark needs Nitty Gritty. Under that pale moon."

"Sweet tea needs that sugar stirring. Small town nights need both ends burning. Shades need drawing, hearts need falling. Boots need knockin'. Knockin' boots. Knockin' boots. Me and you. Long weeks need a weekend. Cheap drinks need a-slinging. That dance floor needs some me on you. And you want me tonight. Sing-a-longs need to be sung. Tip bells need to be rung. Last calls needa call that cab. And backseats need I want you so bad." Luke sang with everyone in the crowd swaying their hips. Chloe and I intertwined hands dancing around to the new song. "Yeah, birds need bees and ice needs whiskey. Boys like me need the girls like you to kiss me. Fishing in the dark needs Nitty Gritty. Under that pale moon. Sweet tea needs that sugar stirring. Small town nights need both ends burning. Shades need drawing, hearts need falling. Boots need knockin'. Knockin' boots. Knockin' boots. Girl me and you. Doors need shutting. Lights need cutting. Lips need locking. Boots need knockin'."

Carter twirled my best friend out of my arms and into his. The pair started smiling and laughing through the song. Spinning around in my boots my hair flying around the room I leaned into the wall getting a view of Luke playing. "And birds need bees and ice needs whiskey. Boys like me need the girls like you to kiss me. Fishing in the dark needs Nitty Gritty. Under that pale moon. Sweet tea needs that sugar stirring. Small town nights need both ends burnin'. Shades need drawing, hearts need falling. Boots need knockin'. Knockin' boots. Mmm, knockin' boots. Me and you, oh. Knockin' boots." He raised his hands in the air telling the crowd goodnight before rushing backstage to me. Carter helped him with the guitar before I am lifted off the ground squealing like crazy. "Ah Luke. Woah put me down you silly country boy!" He sits me down suddenly crashing his lips onto mine. I gasped feeling one of his hands twisting my hair. Wrapping my arms around his neck I kissed back feeling him pull me against his chest hoping to deepen it but I broke it blushing deeply. "Slow your role Lukey. We ain’t knockin boots just yet." He kisses my forehead smirking down at me still pressing up to his chest. "It's gonna be me and you soon enough Y/n."

Comments really appreciated ❤️

[marziblogsworld]

After going through a bunch of emotional rollar coster ride,with bloodshed, gore, screams and tears. I finally finished this beautiful masterpiece and here is my review.

So this story is about a girl who is chosen by the Hidden, has these amazing fey powers and weilds the infamous sword. Is that the whole story NO!,there is more to it than what is shown in the trailer HELL YESSSS!!!!.

As a sucker for Authorian legend, i had an eye on this show and believe me it doesnot dissappoint. I loved the story line, the direction, the characters arc, from the start of nimeu journey to meeting the end was syncronized so beautifully and amazing. You will fell in love with every piece of the forests to the leaves to the feys and the knights except for Father Cardan and Iris.

Gosh watching these two was a torture to my eyes. *drop dead*. *uuugghh go die in a hole you bitch* and much other vivid vocabulary was used whenever they were onscreen and now Iris with 'them, those trinity knights' uggh *eye roll* but i am still excited to see more of this.

This show was owned by Queens after Queens. Morgana, Kazi, Pym and sometimes Nimeu. Let me tell you all , Nimeu is a great person, but is aint a queen nor a leader, i could see her doing blunders after blunders and at time i have seen her go power hungry. I know she was learning and everything was happening so fast but still, she needs alot of practice and training to be a warrior first then to be Queen. Nimeu magic and what is meant to be Summoner wasnt shown much. I guess that would be discuss in S2 (if there is one, PLEASE BE ONE). The story was mostly about the sword, so i would really like to see what NIMEUH actually is without the sword and its power.

Ok to get things cleared up a bit, when the cast was introduced and we met Arthur i saw much opinions and criticism going on towards his appearance (i will not go into that deeply) but all i have to say, whatever his appearance or looks was, this person was ARTHUR THROUGH AND THROUGH from the heart. We all know Arthur as a fair and just person, and he potrayed it so well, he is a kind person, a great swordsman and an amazing and fair leader. Many times he stood up and showed people the way when Nimeu couldn't. He stood and fought for the fey when he himself is human( as both of them are shunned by each other) but this man didnt care, he fought for what is right and that is what we know of Arthur,regardless of what he looks like. I accept him if he is going to be the Once and Future King cuz by heart he is the Arthur we all know and love.

I screamed on the top of my lungs when Morgana made her appearance. You go girl! Also i am scared for you because i donot like what is waiting for you at the end.

I think we can all agree. PYM, SQUIRREL AND KAZI has a separate fan base by now. The best side characters i could ever ask for.

The romance part between Arthur and Nimeu was throwing me off a bit. For me Pym and Dod relationship ruled and it was pretty sweet even though it was for a short while🤧🤧i still liked it, ALSO THAT GIRL DESERVES A MASSIVE RESPECT SHE HAS BEEN THROUGH SOO MUCH. My baby PYM.

CAN I JUST SAY SOMETHING. THIS SHOW WAS OWNED BY THE WEEPING MONK AND MERLIN and whoever disagree can join the ranks of Father Cardan ( just kidding). Anyways when i came to know Daniel Sharman is in this series. I was like, let get yourself on board on his protection squad wagon. This boy was my baby when he was lssac Lahey in Teen wolf. I was protecting him then and i am protecting him now and he made me proud. Yes i will repeat it again MY BABY REDEEM HIMSELF and made me proud and he is a natural father🤧🤧🤧 PERCIVAL AND HIM yesssssss 😍😍😍❤️❤️❤️❤️. My son is going to raise this boy. I already knew there was more to him that meets the eye and i was not wrong and the best part is that he is playing one of my favourite knight LANCELOT DU LAC. YESSSS BITCHES. MY BABY IS LANCELOT. 💕💕💕 And nobody should hurt him i will riot. I will use the sword on them gladly.

Finally finally saw Merlin with some backbone. With some badassry, he was the best, he is the best and he will always be the best and that last scene *chills* *literal chills*

You go my badass Merlin. I am with you. And also Uther and Merlin dynamic was 😂 to my eyes. They were soo awesome together and Uther itself is amazing. I liked him alot.

Look people let's be clear if we can accept bbc merlin for their adaption on the authorain legend with that ending then surely we can accept this too. Everybody has a right to tell the story their way and the way Netflix told through Cursed was thorough and with depthness, from the time when Arthur himself is learning, when we will not only see his journey as king but also how others played into their role of destiny. I really liked this showed and i applaud every single actor for doing such an amazing work.

SEASON 2 PLEASE. I NEED TO SEE MORE OF MY DANIEL SHARMEN AS MY LANCELOT NOW. The best knight and the noblest of them all.😍😍😍

Also for all my bbc merlin fans, there are many scenes, scenarios and dialogues that will give you nostalgia, so brace yourself and enjoy 😁🤗

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Can you not feel this raw pain on his face. My baby🤧

He owned this entrance. He deserves such an entrance, he rocked in that entrance. He made me scream in that entrance 😍😍

Look at them, he is a natural father. Loooooook how far he came🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗

Yes you beauty. Just like that you made our heads turn when you walk. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

[yuvon-writes-letters]

Yu, Jake, and Lis,

I guess everything is just calming down now, and i'm glad it is, y'all need as much time as possible to recover from this.

How about, I tell you all a funny story just to lift spirits.

In fifth grade (thats primary school for brits and others), we had a soccerball team that I signed up for, and we trained by the teams taking turns to take offense and defense.

I didn't comprehend that, and instead sat at the goal "guarding" it for a whole 15 minutes while my team labored away. When I was eventually asked about it I just said "i'm guarding the goal :D" like a fucking idiot

There was also a time where I peed myself during a rollar-coster ride when I was 10. My parents were so embarrassed, and the entire cart had to be removed so that it could be re-sanitized.

And then

[The handwriting gets noticebly shakier]I'm sorry, there isnt a point to this. At all

R

[The rest of the paper is ripped away]

Rai,

Pfft— that soccer story is 1000% something I would do XD Well, if you managed to drag me kicking and screaming into doing sports at all XD

Oh, no, poor past Rai XD I'd be mortified if that happened to me.

There's absolutely a point to it, Rai. You're trying to make us feel better. I really appreciate it :)

I'll go second, then. Let's see.

Back when I was a little kid, I used to fall down a lot. Since I was a tiny, and no one teaches girls to laugh it off, this was greatly upsetting to tiny me, and eventually I asked my parents why I kept falling down. My dad (one of the smartest people I know :) ) explained gravity to tiny me, including even a couple of the reasons why gravity exists.

A little while later, my mom asked tiny me what gravity was. I said, very pleased with myself for knowing, "Gravity is a mean man who drags you into the ground and hurts you!"

I miss th

Oh, or how about this? Did I ever tell you my dog chewed a hole IN MY FLOOR? XD He was teething at the time, so he chewed anything and everything. And what he'd end up doing is that he'd lick at the wood floor to soften it, and then turn his head to the side and gnaw at it. And he just kept doing that and doing it and doing it until we had a tiny hole in our floor.

I've also got some goodies from the DnD campaign I play in :) For example, once, we opened a session with the monk asking our cleric, "Are you able to Raise Dead on a seagull?"

For context, the cleric was missing last session, so it was just my warrior, the monk, the druid, and maybe someone else but I can't remember who, and the druid (VERY nonstandard druid, later turned into a warlock by touching a glowy blue rock) got a seagull to fly in ahead of us and test for traps. There were traps.

Another time, a yellow dragon (not a gold dragon, a yellow one) ate our demon boat >:( I'm still bitter. We had to Windwalk back to shore and buy a real boat, but we couldn't get many crew to come on, so my warrior ended up turning into a water elemental and friggin pushing the boat everywhere for a long time, using up one of her daily charges on that power each time.

I'm sure I have more stories, but that's all I can think of at the moment.

I'll ask Jake if he has any funny stories to share too.

Whoops. He seems to be busy with something or other. Maybe he'll share stuff later :)

Bye for now, Rai.

—Yuvon (and Jake in spirit)

(The letter tucks itself into the paper clip with the others.)