#goldenxbird

[asinkingsiren-archived]

very important psa ;

So, today is someone's birthday. And by birthday I mean a little shit that goes by the name of goldenxbird, theprinceofbriars and locksheartx. Occasionally, you can call her Lexi.  Most of the time, I call her asshole.  SO the thing is, Lex sucks. Like, a lot.  I mean she's got these wonderful muses and EW, /WONDERFUL MUSES/ who would want that? And then she does that thing when she plots and BAM, SUPERMEGA AWESOMENESS HAPPENS  like that's so rude, seriously woman.  And I don't know, I think as a gift we should all tell her what she's doing wrong, aka that her muses are too amazing, that her writing is too flawless and she's too fucking rad like goddamnit stop it we're not at a rave woman.  So yes, go do the thing |: And please tell her that SHE SUCKS BUT WE ALL LOVE HER VERY MUCH BECAUSE SHE'S A LITTLE RAY OF SUNSHINE FULL OF CRAPPY JOKES AND ADORABLENESS, OKAY? BUT REALLY ALL I WANTED TO SAY WAS HAPPY BIRTHDAY LEX BUON COMPLEANNO ♥

[bitharuiofrohan]

 Don’t look down, don’t look down, don’t look down. The mantra was repeated like a Holy Man’s prayer again and again inside her head as her hands readjusted in their grips of the reins. Just don’t look down. Her eyes did a rather solid job of keeping level for the most part, and for that she was left thanking her lucky stars (and the fact that she had something else to focus on besides the unhealthy pace that her heart had sped up to). A confident-enough grin worked its’ way onto her mouth with a tilt of her head, fingers raising to tip the brim of the hat she’d borrowed in a gesture that might have been a mixture of mocking and a teasing flirtatiousness. “Then come on, Cowboy.” It wasn’t often that she got to see Ben so surprised; meaning, this was something that she wouldn’t let anything ruin—not even the minor (major) panic that coursed through her veins

Just don’t look down. 

Seeing the gesture, Ben couldn’t help but the full bodied laugh that escaped him. It was just too much. How could he have ever gotten so lucky? Somewhere in his mind, he knew from how she had acted around horses before, she must be a bit more uneasy than she was letting on. But if she wanted to prove something he would let her. While keeping a careful eye on her of course. No need for her to get hurt to just ruffle his feathers. There would be a guilt from that he would never get over. Nudging his horse forward, he cocked his head to the side with a grin that was a clear call out on her challenge.

"Alright then. If you are so ready to go, let’s get moving. If we want to be back from the ride by nightfall we don’t have any time to waste."