#also the chad to my ryan

[alphaclxwn]

Can we get daily Rara updates, I miss them dearly ☹️☹️

uhhhh rara update im getting them to watch high school musical with me even though they hate it

love is real and it’s found in musicals (i told them i’d hold their hand during the scary parts 🥰🥰)

[d3rpydoods]

I thought I was so fucking smart when i thought of this- turns out @frootsluggs (and probably others) beat me to it ✌️🤡

Oh well, wouldn't be the first time i beat a dead horse into the ground

[ceaselesswwatch3r]

its literally them

[showyouhowiswing]

Some chyan headcanons:

most people think they became friends during that summer at Lava Springs, after the baseball game and Ryan became more inmeshed with the general student body

it's true enough, kind of.

they weren't friends during junior year, before all that shit went down with Troy and Gabi and the school musical, but they were something

they hooked up a few times during Darbus's detentions, backstage where no one would ever find them and once in the rafters while they were supposed to be painting the top bit of a set

it didnt mean anything. they didnt talk about it. it just sort of happened numerous times. they were both totally chill about it and Chad definitely didnt spend many nights by himself, thinking about what it would be like to not be so lonely. Ryan didnt either.

the first actual night they spent together was after the infamous baseball game, and at some point lying in the dark, tangled up in each other, Chad admitted he didn't know why they hadnt done this before.

"No beds backstage, and we were on a timecrunch. Besides, you wouldn't have said yes if I invited you over."

once they really became friends, Chad spent most of his friday nights at Ryan's, even after senior year started.

it was only a little bit about sex.

Chad eventually confessed that Ryan was his queer awakening. Ryan refused to believe him because he knew he wasn't the first guy Chad had fooled around with.

it's true though.

sophomore year Ryan became the mascot, and the first time Chad saw him take the head off Ryan was drenched in sweat and his hair was sticking to his forehead. Chad went home that night and dreamt about it.

he did hookup with a guy on the track team, convinced that his fixation on Ryan was a fluke.

it wasn't a fluke.

Ryan knew about track team guy not because Chad told him, but because he also used to hook up with the guy and he saw some rather incriminating texts on his phone.

junior year Chad kissed Ryan first, but only because Ryan egged him on.

"If you dont want to chat, Danforth, maybe you should find something else for us to do."

yes it was because of the texts, no he didnt think Chad would actually do it. he was pleasantly surprised though.

after the game it was also Chad who initiated, although it went a little differently.

"I'll do the show on two conditions, Evans. One, you go out for baseball this year. I don't care what your sister or anyone else has to say about it."

"And the second?"

"Take your pants off."

over the course of senior year, everybody kind of figured there was something going on with them, but it wasn't confirmed until the morning after prom. they all shared a handful of hotel rooms, except Sharpay who fucked off to god knows where, and Ryan who specifically got his own room to get away from the eventual chaos.

and Chad, who was of course the exception to the rule.

Zeke woke them up the next morning for brunch, and Ryan (in an attempt to be helpful) tried to cover and say he slept on the floor, obviously there was nothing indecent going on.

Chad, from under the duvet, announced that Ryan was a terrible liar because not only did they definitely have sex last night, it had been going on awhile, and also Chad was very bisexual and anyway they'd be down for brunch in half an hour.

he made a similar speech at brunch minus the duvet and specifics regarding the sex.

everyone was chill, though money did exchange hands. Kelsi was miffed they didnt wait until after graduation so she could win the pool.

they're happy together.

so incredibly happy.

[lala-blahblah]

I will never make this because it would be for an audience of one (me) but ever since reading "If we Were Villains" (story about serious drama kids in college who perform shakespeare and deal with a murder) I have been entertaining the thought of a crack fic crossover with High School Musical The Musical The Series where the staff decides they will no longer put on shakespeare after the tragic accident that happened at Thanksgiving, because Shakespeare plays would only increase the tension and drama. So they hire Ms. Jen who decides their spring play will actually be High School Musical (which exists in the 90s in this universe) and it ruins the vibe so much that everyone gives up on being dark and mysterious because they're universally pissed at Ms Jen for making them learn choreoraphed basketball dancing.

[sadkachow]

(stares at notes app)

what if i rewrote high school musical and made it gayer

[sharkie-stay]

Chad hyping up Ryan while talking to Troy

My man just wants to prise his boyfriend to his best friend and I respect that

[livvyofthelake]

chad and ryan paper rings is MY tomgreg cruel summer. succession fans could never understand

[persevereforahappyending]

No Man's Land |9|

Pairing: Sam Carpenter x Reader

Summary: Sam can’t help but be drawn to the cute stranger from her gym, even if everything about them makes them the perfect suspect, just when Ghostface has returned.

Warnings: Fighting, Guns, Violence, Attempted Murder, Shooting

Word Count: 3.5k+

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You and Sam walked back to Blackmore in a comfortable silence. You preferred the quiet and appreciated that she didn’t ask you questions or push you on anything. Sam had no reason to trust you, but she was taking a chance, and you were going to make sure to prove you were worthy of her trust. When you got to Blackmore you and Sam sat on one of the benches outside the building that held Tara’s class until she came out half an hour later. As soon as you had her, the three of you went back to the apartment.

When you got back to the apartment Tara flung her backpack into the corner and plopped herself down on the couch, kicking her feet up as she reached for the remote on the coffee table. She flicked on the TV and instantly began scrolling through one of the streaming apps.

You mindlessly watched at Tara continued to scroll until you felt her eyes on you. You glanced at her and waited to see what she would say. Mindy was the most suspicious of you, which was fair, though she seemed to be more of a conspiracy theorist than anything, Chad seemed almost too trusting of you, it was slightly concerning, and Tara seemed to be hesitant of you, like Sam was with everyone, though she wasn’t as paranoid Sam. The one thing different about Tara though was half her suspicion seemed to come from just being protective of her sister.

“Do you like movies?” Tara asked, squinting her eyes as she waited for your response.

You shrugged. “I’ve seen a few,” you said.

That seemed to make Tara only narrow her eyes even more. “What’s your favorite movie?” You opened your mouth to give her what would probably be an unsatisfactory answer once again. “Wait! Let me guess,” she turned so half her body was facing you. “Saving Private Ryan!” You opened your mouth, but she didn’t stop there. “No! Hacksaw Ridge!” You closed your mouth and waited; you knew she wasn’t done yet. “You have a dog you love,” she mumbled more to herself than you. “War Horse!” She clapped her hands, quite proud of herself for that one. “Wait!” She shot her hand out, grabbing you on your arm as if you were about to get up and leave. “The Patriot.”

You waited a second to see if she had any more, but she just looked at you with a raised eyebrow. You chuckled to yourself with a shake of your head. “All military related because I’m in the military?” You asked.

She shrugged. You playfully rolled your eyes. “Those are all great movies,” you started. You caught Sam out of the side of your eye, she was in the kitchen making a sandwich, but she tilted her head just slightly, indicating she was listening. “The superhero stuff is also good. I-”

“I bet you’re a Captain America person,” Tara cut you off. You rolled your eyes. “You give off the same vibes.”

You gave her a thankful nod. You had never been compared to Captain America before and you were truly honored, though you were inclined to disagree with her. “Cap is great,” you said. “And Steve Rogers is definitely much cooler than me.” Tara shrugged, seeming to agree with you on that. “But I’ve always been more of a Batman person.”

Tara looked at you and nodded her head. “That tracks.” You tilted your head in question, but she didn’t elaborate any further.

“But my default movie, the one I’m always cool to watch, The Mummy.”

“Where Brendan Frazier plays a soldier,” Tara nodded, clearly not surprised by the answer.

“Only in the beginning do the movie,” you defended. Seriously the movie started with him figuring in the desert but that was it when it came to military related things. Unless Tara was also counting the pilot they found to fly them back out there.

“So, you just really love mummies?” Tara raised an eyebrow.

“The Mummy is fantastic, it’s got everything, action, comedy, a supernatural element, and romance. There should be no explanation required.” You had never had to defend liking The Mummy before, you thought Sam’s sister was going to school for film, you figured she’d know this better than anyone. “Oh, and Rachel Weisz,” you added.

“All good points,” Sam said, coming back into the room. She handed you a bottle of water before taking her seat in the chair next to the couch. You gave her a thankful smile; you hadn’t even asked for a drink for her to just bring one to you.

“You too?” Tara shouted, whipping her head around so fast you were surprised she didn’t get whiplash.

Sam shrugged as she curled her feet up on the chair, tucking them under her before reaching for her sandwich on the coffee table. “Who doesn’t love Brendan Frazier and Rachel Weisz,” she said as if they explained everything.

Sam went on to eat her sandwich while Tara was looking at her sister in a whole new light, as if she was seeing her sister for the first time. You were still new and getting to know the sisters, but you were curious why Sam liking The Mummy would be so surprising. Tara just stared at her sister for several minutes before finally going back to scrolling for a movie, finally deciding to settle on The Mummy.

Not long after the movie ended did Chad walk in with a stack of three pizza’s, quickly followed by the others. “Dinner is served!” Chad said, holding up the pizza’s as he took them to the dining table.

“Thanks for picking them up,” Sam said as she got up to grab some paper plates.

Chad waved her off and flipped open all three boxes. Each pizza was different, there was a plain cheese, a pepperoni, and then a meat lovers. You and Tara got up to join the others around the table, everyone grabbed their slices and then went off to separate corners of the room. Quinn took the seat across the room, closest to the door, Mindy and Anika cuddled up next to each other on the floor, Ethan plopped himself down in the seat furthest from the door, and Tara dropped herself down in what was Sam’s seat because Chad stole her spot on the couch next to you.

Once Chad finished up his pizza, he wiped his hands off on a napkin and tossed it onto his dirty plate. He was still chewing the last bit of his food as he switched the channel on the TV and grabbed a PS4 controller. You wiped your own hands and put your trash on top of his, creating an organized little pile. You leaned back and watched the screen as Chad flipped through games.

“What are you playing?” you asked.

“Crash,” he said mindlessly.

“Racing or the original?”

Chad’s mouth opened and closed, gaping like a fish. He looked at you then back at the TV, only to do a double take and look back at you. It was like he couldn’t believe you were asking him about video games.

“R-Racing,” he said. “Want to join?” he reached over and grabbed the other controller and held it out to you.

You shrugged and took the controller from him. “Sure,” you said.

The two of you selected our characters and started the first race. You let Chad pick the track, you knew he’d need the edge anyway. The two of you raced around, doing your laps, you felt everyone’s eyes on you and the TV but you paid them no mind as you drove your way into first place. You were on the last lap when you dropped a TNT crate, only to hear Chad hit it a few seconds later. You quickly crossed the finish line, coming in first, then you leaned back and watched as Chad tried to fight his way back up the line, striving to just not come in last.

You repeated that with the same outcome another three races. Chad was hunched over, pressing the buttons hard as if that would make the cart go faster. You kept your eyes on the screen, never wavering as you completed lap after lap, coming in first every single time.

“You’re good at this,” Chad said. “How are you so good?”

“I play all the time when I’m home,” you said with a shrug.

“That’s why the only thing in your house is a game system,” Sam said.

You looked over at her and smiled. “Got my PS5 and my dog, what more could one possibly want?” Sam tilted her head, seeming to actually think about the question then nodded with a small shrug.

“One more,” Chad said, already flipping through the tracks again.

You rolled your eyes and got ready again as Chad finally selected the track. You were fully prepared to beat Chad on every track, using any character.

You got distracted when you noticed Sam staring down at her phone. You paused the game, ignoring Chad’s protests as you waited to see what was going on with Sam. “Everything okay?” you asked.

Sam looked up, meeting your eyes. “I don’t know,” she said. “Your dad is calling me,” she looked at Quinn.

Quinn furrowed her brow and leaned forward in the chair. “He’s probably just following up,” Quinn said with a shrug. “Or wanting to update you.”

Sam nodded but she didn’t seem too certain in Quinn’s guess. Whatever doubt she was having didn’t stop her from raising the phone to her ear. “Detective Bailey?” Sam spoke into the phone.

You couldn’t hear the other end of the line, but Sam’s furrowed brow deepened. “Yes, I know him,” she said. You look around the room, seeing Chad, Mindy, and Tara all looked just as confused. “Of course, I’m on my way.”

As soon as Sam hung up the phone she was moving and so were you and Tara. Sam didn’t even so much as look at any of you as she grabbed her keys. “Sam,” Tara said. “Sam, what’s going on?”

“Stay here,” is all Sam said.

“What happened?” you asked as you made your way over to the sisters.

Sam finally paused her movements and looked up at you, then at her sister. “That was detective Bailey.” You and Tara both nodded. “He said Doctor Stone is dead.”

“Who?” you asked. You glanced at Tara to see her furrow, her brow before her eyes widened.

“He’s my old therapist,” Sam dropped her eyes to the floor.

You furrowed her brow; you weren’t sure why Sam seemed ashamed of that. You went to a therapist; she didn’t know it was because you were ordered to, but she knew you saw one. She went with you to your appointment earlier, you couldn’t see why she would think you would judge her for seeing a therapist herself. You didn’t want to pressure her though; she didn’t owe you any answers.

“I need to go down to the station,” Sam said.

“Great, let’s go,” Tara said, gesturing for Sam to walk towards the door.

“No, no,” Sam spun around, holding her hand up to Tara. “You’re staying here.”

“No, we’re not splitting up,” Tara shook her head. “School was one thing, but this?” she pointed around her. “No. I’m going with you.”

Sam let out a tired sigh and ran a hand through her hair. “Fine.”

“Obviously I’m coming as well,” you said. Sam opened her mouth, probably to argue with you as well. “This is why you asked me here,” you whispered, looking her in the eye. You weren’t sure what it was but the idea of Sam and her sister going out there alone, at night, after Ghostface killed someone connected to Sam, it didn’t sit right with you.

“Okay,” Sam conceded, nodding. “The rest of you stay here,” she said loudly, looking at each and every one of them. Once they all nodded in agreement Sam finally made her way to the door.

You followed behind Sam and Tara, keeping close as they quickly ran down the steps and out the door without a second thought. You checked your surroundings as soon as you got outside, making sure to keep your head on the swivel.

“Why would Ghostface go after your old therapist?” Tara questioned. “I though you hadn’t seen that dude in months.”

“I haven’t,” Sam said. “It was only a couple sessions before I left him.”

“So, is he important?” you asked, inserting yourself into the conversation.

“No,” Sam shook her head. “As soon as he learned who I was…” she crossed her arms over her chest. “He wasn’t the right fit, we never even got into the details.”

You nodded, you could understand why she might not want to share that information. You didn’t care about why she was seeing a therapist or why she left this Doctor Stone, it was none of your business.  “Then whoever this is might not know you switched therapists.” You looked around, carefully watching the other people on the street as you passed them. “They might have gone after him, thinking he was your current one still.”

Sam furrowed her brow and then nodded. “The only one I mentioned my new therapist to was Tara,” she looked at her sister.

“And I haven’t told anyone,” Tara said.

You nodded. “Good, don’t tell anyone. Your therapist is safer if no one knows who they are.”

Sam and Tara both agreed and continued their walk down the street. It was only a few minutes later when Sam pulled out her phone, you saw over her shoulder that she was getting a call from some guy named Richie Kirsch.

“Why do you still have his number?” Tara asked, clearly recognizing whoever this was.

Sam looked at her sister guiltily. “I couldn’t bring myself to delete his number,” she admitted quietly. You furrowed your brow; you could only begin to guess who this guy was.

“What do you want asshole?” Sam asked as she answered the phone, her attitude quickly becoming aggressive.

You couldn’t hear the other side of the conversation, and you were just watching Sam’s reaction until you caught a shadow moving out of the corner of your eye. You just reacted, your arm shooting out to catch the arm of Ghostface as he tried to bring a knife down on Tara. You knocked Tara back toward Sam with our free arm, and twisted Ghostface’s hand, then punched him in the face.

“Run!” you called out to the girls, hoping they listened to you. As Ghostface stumbled back, trying to shake off the hit you brought your knee up, nailing him in the gut, and sending him falling back into the bushes.

You didn’t hesitate to turn around and take off after the girls, quickly catching up to them. You felt something when you kneed Ghostface, but you didn’t have time to dwell on it as Sam flung open the door to a bodega. You were only a couple steps behind them, swinging the door open to see them begging the cashier to help them.

You looked back and caught a flash of a cloak through the window. You pushed Sam and Tara back, spreading out your arms so that they wouldn’t be easy to hit as Ghostface charged into the bodega. One of the customers stepped forward and was yelling at Ghostface when Ghostface just started stabbing him in the chest and then a few of the other customers.

“The backdoor!” the cashier called out, nodding his head to the side as he reached under the counter and pulled out a shotgun. You glanced back to see a door on the other side of the room. You pushed Tara and Sam towards it so they could get out first as you kept your eyes on Ghostface.

The cashier tried to shoot Ghostface but couldn’t raise the gun before Ghostface reached out and ripped it out of his hands. Ghostface flipped the gun around and blasted the cashier in the chest. Your eyes widened and you turned and grabbed Sam and Tara. Ghostface had just raised the gun and fired at the back door when you pushed Sam and Tara down to the ground behind some of the shelves.

You raised a finger to your lips and then gestured forward, indicating for them the to slowly move. You kept your back pressed against the shelf as Tara and Sam slowly crawled around to the next aisle. When they got over there Sam looked back at you and you gestured for her to continue forward. If they kept going and kept quiet, then they could make it back to the front door and while you distracted Ghostface they could slip right out. Sam seemed hesitant to continue on, but she did anyway.

You stayed low and kept your eyes looking up, waiting for the perfect opportunity. You listened as Ghostface’s boots slowly crunched across the broken glass and bags of chips that were now scattered across the ground. You caught a glimpse of the barrel of the gun when the sound of someone hitting a bottle echoed throughout the room.

You held your breath and froze in place. The barrel of the gun disappeared and then a shot echoed through, hitting the shelf across the room and sending snacks flying. You only had to hear the crunch of Ghostface’s boot to make your move, shooting up from your spot and launching yourself at Ghostface.

You grabbed onto the gun and kept it pointed up as Ghostface tried to turn it on you. The two of you went back and forth, each of you fighting for control of the gun. In your struggle the gun got pointed up and went off, blowing a hole through the ceiling and sending chunks raining down on you.

“Go!” you called over your shoulder. If the sisters didn’t move now, you weren’t sure you could get them another chance.

You heard the sound of footsteps running across the floor and caught a flash of Sam’s jacket out of the corner of your eye. You jerked the gun up, finally ripping it out of Ghostface’s hands. You flipped the gun around and fired, only for nothing to happen, it was out of ammo. You flipped it back around and used the butt of the gun to smack the Ghostface’s chest with all your strength.

Ghostface went stumbling back until he hit the back door. As soon as Ghostface pushed off the door you thew the shot gun at him, making him react and catch it, the impact making him hit the door again. You reached behind you and pulled out your gun, not hesitating to raise it and fired three bullets into Ghostface’s chest.

Ghostface slid to the ground, his back against the wall and his body slumped over as the shotgun rested at his side. You stepped forward, raising the gun to Ghostface’s head when you finally heard the sirens. You dropped the gun back to your side and quickly tucked it back in its holster at your back before making your way out of the bodega.

Almost as soon as you stepped foot outside you were hit with a small impact. You let out a groan and looked down to see Tara with her arms wrapped around her waist. “Thank you,” she mumbled into your shirt. Police officers rushed past the two of you, none of them paying you any attention as they made their way into the bodega, their guns drawn.

“Are you okay?” you asked, looking down at Tara. You weren’t big on hugs but if it made Tara feel better then you were willing to accept it.

“What happened?” Sam asked, rushing up beside you. “Did you get him? Are you hurt?” she looked you up and down, searching for new injuries.

“I’m fine,” you assured her. “I shot him, but I didn’t get him,” you looked back at the front door, just waiting for him to come out.

“What do you mean?” Sam furrowed her brow. Tara finally released you and looked up as she waited to hear your answer as well.

“He was wearing bullet proof vest.”

“Are you sure?”

You nodded. “Flet it as soon as I kneed him on the street.” It took a while with all the adrenaline for you to finally connect the dots as to what you felt. You had more to say btu you didn’t think this was the time or place with all the prying eyes. You knew it was a good idea to keep the information to yourself when the cops came back out and said Ghostface was gone.

You, Tara, and Sam rushed back into the bodega to see the back door open, the lock that was on the door now lay scattered on the ground. Ghostface recovered fast, he could certainly take a hit, but you weren’t surprised he escaped. Just one fight with this Ghostface and you had enough information to narrow down your suspects. You weren’t sure when you’d have the time or privacy to go over everything with Sam though.

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[troy-boltons-pink-jelly]

Troy and Ryan live somewhere that's a good drive from Albuquerque. Both Sharpay and Chad go to college at U of A but spend most of their time ignoring the other's existence. One day Sharpay comes up to Chad and tells him she's going to drive up to Troy and Ryan and if he wants to come.

Initially Chad is very wary of this. "Why do you ask. What do you want from me. It can't be gas money, your daddy pays that, what is your evil plan????"

Sharpay rolls her eyes and regrets everything she has ever done. "Ugh I was just trying to be NICE omg I'm never doing that again, do you want to come or not?????"

And ofc Chad wants to, even if he doesn't want to be in a confined space for a prolonged amount of time with Sharpay Evans

Anyway the drive starts out super awkward, like, what would they even have in common but neither can stay so uptight for so long, so they loosen up and listen to some shitty music and talk shit about school and about their friends, both new and old, and especially about Troy and Ryan and it's.... Maybe not so bad????

Both make sure to complain to Troy and Ryan about how HORRIBLE it was the entire time they are there.

Chad is super excited to see Troy because this is the longest time they have ever spent apart since they first met but it still takes him by surprise when Troy wraps his arms around him the moment he steps in the door and actually tells him he has missed him because they don't??? Talk about emotions??? What?

It surprises him even more when he greets Ryan, who he's not super tight with or anything, and Ryan just effortlessly gives him a fistbump and just says speaks fluent """bro""" and??? Ryan wasn't like this before was he?????

Chad notices how Troy will roll his eyes in the same way that Ryan does behind Sharpay's back

When Ryan picks up something small, he will toss it in his hand and Chad could swear he has seen that before??? And then Troy does it and that's because Troy does that all. The. Time.

They have just picked up little habits from each other and made up new ones and they have weird inside jokes and someone will start singing and the other will join in.

Sharpay asks something of Ryan at some point. He says no. Sharpay is shocked. Chad is too, but in a good way. Troy and Ryan shares a look and a proud smile. It takes Sharpay a moment to collect herself.

Obviously they play a drinking game, all four of them. It's a little weird in the beginning, they don't really know what each others' boundaries are, but, well, Sharpay is there and it's not below her to get a little nasty. Ryan wants to tell her off for it, but his "defying Sharpay"-energy is spent for the day. Luckily, Chad is there too and it's definitely not below him either to a little nasty, so all is well.

also somebody dares Troy and Chad to kiss, haha, i definitely don't hope that awakes any otherwise supressed emotions

When they go home, Sharpay and Chad are quiet in the car for a long time, trying to come to terms with what they have witnessed.

"so that was weird."

"YEP."

Sharpay is a little huffed about it but then she admits to actually being a little proud of Ryan. Chad decides not to admit to anything but is pretty sure Sharpay sees through him anyway.

They come home and return to ignoring the other's existence, but the next time Sharpay offers him a ride there, Chad doesn't doubt her.

So Troy and Ryan ending up sharing an apartment? Yeah imma talk about that for a moment here:

Ryan for some reason needing a roommate. He has an apartment and all but due to some "this is your chance to be a proper young man and learn about money"-thing his dad says, he needs someone else to pay rent (it's still, like, a way too good apartment for too cheap). For some other reason, Troy is going to college in the same town as Ryan. Ryan is kind of nervous about asking this of Troy because they're friends, but not super close or anything and he's still Troy Bolton. Eventually, he does and Troy is just super excited about it and totally nice and of course he wants to.

At first, it's a little awkward, they have to learn each other's boundaries but they do have musical stuff to talk about, so they eventually get a little closer.

It turns out Troy has no idea how to cook anything real and Ryan has no idea how to actually clean, but they're both eager to learn from the other, cue roommate bonding time while cooking and cleaning and singing and dancing along to loud music (which they take turns on choosing, because they just have very different styles.) There is in general a whole lot of singing and dancing going on in their apartment.

Ryan is unsure how it happens, but he goes from having no idea what the actual rules in basketball are to having a favourite NBA team and cheering loudly when they beat Troy's fave.

Troy learns to appreciate yoga and how it can help him not only physically, but also mentally.

Getting drunk together, sharing a bottle of wine after spending a day cleaning and cooking and they're both wearing booty shorts and some stupid t-shirt and it doesn't match at all, because that's just the best outfit to clean in (Ryan needs some convincing but borrows something of Troy's and he has to admit, yeah, that is definitely the best outfit to clean in), and they end up sharing way too many secrets and getting so emotional.

Troy: "so it will probably be easier if we just do laundry together"

Ryan: "but what if we accidentally mix up our clothes then????"

Troy: *gestures to his own plain jeans and sweater outfit and to Ryan's tight hot pink pants and patterned button-down*

Troy can get rather moody sometimes if he misses his friends and family or something bothers him and Ryan handles that surprisingly well after having dealt with Sharpay his entire life.

Late night roomie-talks that get very honest. Maybe they actually have a lot more in common emotionally than they thought?

They both learn to be more independent and not leaning so much on other people's opinions. Maybe it's okay to express yourself and stand up for what you want to do in your own life. Maybe it's okay to just be you.

By the end of it, they've become very close friends and even if they don't live together anymore or talk all that often, the time they spent together will always mean a lot to both of them.

[icyg4l]

PAC: What Will Your Next Date Be Like?

Hello beautiful people! As promised, this is the second PAC regarding love that will be indulged in. Tonight, I will be giving insight on what you can expect from your next date. I will be using my True Heart Tarot Deck and my handy dandy Romance Angels Oracle Deck. Don’t forget to tune into Five Dollar Friday and please book a reading with me if you are interested 🫶 Without further ado, please select your pile!

Left-to-Right: (1-4)

Pile One: When I was shuffling for your pile, I started singing and being really goofy. I feel like you could be going on a date with a Gemini, Aquarius or a Leo. This person is gonna make your inner child come out! You might be a little uptight at first on some ‘I Don’t Dance’ (Chad and Ryan type shit) but this person is gonna make you put your ego aside. I also channeled Suit and Tie. You guys could go karaoking, go to a dance class, or you could be someone’s date to a wedding. Or it could even be a bar date! I feel like you really need this, Pile One. Your energy feels stiff and stagnant. You deserve a night out. Maybe this person isn’t your usual type or they��ll have to grow on you but by the end of the night, you’ll want to be around them. You don’t have to push this person away because they’re not who your parents/family would approve of. Your family could be going through some issues right now. Maybe you aren’t going to be feeling them because you don’t want to break your celibacy. Your energy seems new like you’re young and inexperienced or you’ve taken a pause from dating to focus on yourself. Now you feel refreshed. I also channeled the song ‘Not Used to It’ by Kehlani. I feel like this person will be very well-mannered and that’ll throw you off. Maybe you’ve had partners who were very rude and disrespectful in the past and now you feel suspicious. Feel them out! Don’t knock it until you try it! I pulled oracle cards from you and got the following messages:

“You deserve love: You are lovable.

Healing family issues: your love life benefits you as you forgive your parents.

Attraction: You attract romantic love by enjoying this moment fully

Religious factors: Your love life is influenced by your religious upbringing and spiritual path.

Love yourself first: Your self respect makes you more romantically attractive

Honeymoon: Enjoy the bliss of holiday time together”

Cards Used: The Hanged Man (RX), 10 of Discs, 7 of Wands, 3 of Cups, The High Priestess, Queen of Wands, Death, Ace of Cups.

extras: ‘no more drama’ by mary j blige. breath of fresh air. new bras. emptying out the trash. haute couture. piercing gaze.

Pile Two: I feel like this pile will be very nervous for this date. For one, there may be some things that make you feel like you shouldn’t be going on this date. For instance, it’s last minute and you would have to move your schedule around or you get a traffic ticket. I also feel like somebody will be late to the date because of traffic. But when the actual date starts, I feel like it’ll be dark. Perhaps in a movie theatre or a candlelight dinner. Or maybe the date will be late at night. I get the feeling that you will meet this person off of Tinder or some dating app. When you meet them, you’ll be stunned by how attractive they are. The sexual tension will be strong. I am seeing lace and the colors black and red in my third eye. I feel like some of you will get dolled up after a long, hard day of work and you’ll agree to go because you have a feeling that this is something you’re supposed to do. And you should because being all work and no play is draining! Perhaps some of you are single moms or work with children. I wouldn’t be surprised if a child tried to get involved with your dating life, lol (a child trying to play matchmaker with you and their dad). “It’s been a long time coming” is something I’ve heard. Maybe it’s been a minute since you’ve been on the dating scene, welcome back! Also, this date could end in great pleasure. Please stay prepared and protected, lol. Scorpio and Capricorn energy. I pulled some cards and got the following messages:

“Children: Your love life is being affected by children.

You deserve love: You are lovable!

New love: A new person has stirred your romantic feelings

Attraction: You attract romantic love by enjoying this moment fully

Finances and career: Financial issues are a factor in your love life right now

Passion: Allow your heart and soul to sing with joy!”

Cards Used: Nine of Wands, The Empress, 10 of Swords, The High Priestess, 7 of Cups, The Devil, 2 of Cups, 4 of Discs.

extras: oklahoma. channing tatum. body-to-body. aura.

Pile Three: You’ve been waiting for this for a long time, haven’t you, Pile Three? I feel like you’ve been manifesting a date but everytime you get close, it falls through. You might be socially awkward. I think your date will be able to tell this through the date. Don’t start off too intense, you don’t want to scare the hoes! I feel like during this date you will both be intoxicated, or high to be specific. It feels like this will happen at nighttime. Perhaps y’all will be at a hookah lounge, bar, or a restaurant where edibles are served. Perhaps going to the planetarium (while high) I feel like you could even get high with this person after the OG date (be careful, lol). This feels really intimate. They might find a reason to touch you like fix your shirt or tuck your hair behind your ear. I think you’re going to be seeing this person on the low as well. Don’t plan on telling your friends about this person. I’m not going to lie, I feel like you’re going to get ghosted. But at least you got what you wanted! Either that or you guys will end up together but there will be some distance between the two of you. Or you will get along so much but personal goals aren’t aligned fully and you two will wish each other the best. Taurus and Pisces energy is very significant here with this person. I pulled some cards from my oracle deck got the following messages:

“Religious factors: Your love life is influenced by your religious upbringing and spiritual path

Worth waiting for: Divine timing is at work in your love life.

It is safe for you to love: Open your heart to give and receive the highest of all.

Heart-to-heart conversations: Honestly discuss your feeling with each other

Calling in your soulmate: Your prayers, affirmations and visualizations help bring you together

Separation: Time apart from your partner is on the horizon”

Cards Used: Death, The High Priestess, Four of Wands, Seven of Swords, Queen of Wands, Queen of Swords (RX), 7 of Discs, Ace of Wands, Two of Wands, The Moon, 4 of Discs, 2 of Cups (RX).

extras: saturn. determination. “you can do it!”. anthropology major. sacrifices. nathan from insecure.

Pile Four: Okay last and final pile! Your pile felt very different. I feel like this pile is religious or has strong religious roots. I think that you’ll be going on a date with your ex, lmao. But I think this will be the goodbye date to be honest or it’ll be a signifier of the end. I think that you’ll be going to a carnival, a festival, a concert, go-karting, zip lining or something of the sort. Somewhere that’s high energy and will have your blood pumping. I think you’re going to realize you no longer want them as much you wanted them in the past. Whoever they are, they’re a huge flirt! You have a lot of chemistry with this person and it will be easy to talk to them (per usual). Big Aries & Libra energy. I think you’re going to see them differently because of a conversation that you have. You’re on two different wavelengths and that’s okay. Maybe y’all have spent some time apart and they aren’t the same. This is also okay. It’s all apart of the learning and growing process. Learn when to walk away. I think this person is going to step on your toes on accident and make you mad or make you cry. They’re going to comfort you but this is going to make you realize that y’all don’t need to be together. But at least you’ll know where this person’s head at from the last break y’all took. They seem immature. I pulled some oracle cards for you and got the following messages:

“Love yourself first: Your self-respect makes you more romantically attractive.

Forgiving and Learning: As you release and heal the past, you experience more love in your present moments.

Flirt: Extend your lighthearted energy to others

Reconciliation: Someone from your past is returning to your life

Chemistry: There’s a strong magnetic attraction here

Pay attention to the red flags: The signs are cautioning you”

Cards Used: The Star (RX), Ace of Swords, 2 of Swords, 5 of Cups, 3 of Wands, 4 of Wands, Death, Queen of Wands (RX).

extras: CVS. valentine’s day. last christmas by wham. church by bj the chicago kid. “get into it, yuh.” bald cap method. “cori.” empty condom boxes.

[champmorado]

my hc real names for the punch out wii boxers ^_^

except for a few of them, i made their real names have the same initials as their boxer/stage names for convenience reasons

Little Mac - Luis Michael Munti

- "munti" is a filipino word that means small. him sharing a name w/ doc louis wasnt intended but im keeping it since its cute :]

Glass Joe - Joseph Gibeau

Von Kaiser - Viktor Kiesler

- inspired by @ravers8fantasy for this one, viktor fits him so well!!

Disco Kid - Damian Knox

- i was originally gonna make his family name "knowles" as a beyonce reference hehe

Piston Hondo - Hondo Daizen

- i had his given name start with "d" as a very convoluted reference to the detroit pistons 😭😭

Bear Hugger - Bartholomew Hugger

Great Tiger - Gurneet Thakkar

Don Flamenco - Domingo Florentino

- florentino means flower :>

Soda Popinski - Sasha Popovich

Bald Bull - Bilal Bahadir

Super Macho Man - Chad Samuel McMahon

- mcmahon is a reference to wwe. also hes a chad lol

Mr. Sandman - Tyler Sandman

- since hes the stand-in for mike tyson in punch out wii, i took the "ty" from "tyson" and made it "tyler"!!

aran ryan not included since he just uses his real name in boxing. king hippo also not included to keep the ~mystery~ aspect of his character

[s0ftf4ng]

I got my friends to guess the name of CoD characters and I thought I taught them well.

Friend 1 - Kate Laswell = Karen Duh Alejandro Vargas = Slogan Rodolfo "Rudy" Parra = Billu Johnathan "John" Price😍= Mr Birling (only real ones will know the reference.) Simon "Ghost" Riley = Paddy John "Soap" MacTavish = Soap (So proud👏) Kyle "Gaz" Garrick = Michael Nikolai Belinski = NIKOLAI (they love Nikolai) Farah Karim = Weely (umm) Hadir Karim = Bilbo (ermm) Alex Keller = (quoted btw) That's just a pedophile it's like Uncle Albert or smth. (not my bbg, no.) Valeria Garza = Keira Vladmir Makarov = Grr alpha Bordy (same bro) Andrei Nolan = English roadman fucking Harold (not the aussie turned ultranationlist) Milena Romanova = Bonice Phillip Graves = Wankathon (I mean, i'd do that *lip bite*) Herschel Shepherd = Pops (real) Hassan Zyani = Andrew Tate König = Skylar Horangi = Soldier #2 Logan Walker = Lucas (so close bro) David "Hesh" Walker = Thirsty Sam💀 Elias Walker = Silver Fox Rudolph (smash) Keegan P Russ = Lucas Brother Mathew (wrong one mate and no) Thomas A Merrick = Hudson (also doesn't like bald people hense the name.) Kick = Nightrider (That's what i do😝) Riley Walker = Riley (SO PROUD👏👏) Friend 1 = 3/27 Friend 2 - Kate Laswell = Vanessa Alejandro Vargas = Gabriel Rodolfo "Rudy" Parra = Chad Johnathan "John" Price😍= Price (SOO PROUD👏) Simon "Ghost" Riley = Soap (wrong one mate) John "Soap" MacTavish = Basille Kyle "Gaz" Garrick = Riley (also wrong one) Farah Karim = Barbara (better than weely.) Hadir Karim = Virgin (HELP) Alex Keller = Prince Andrew (I do not except this Alex Slander, chat.) Valeria Garza = Lucinda (giving) Andrei Nolan = Baldie (i mean, real) Phillip Graves = Jon (no H, real) Herschel Shepherd = Professor X (love it) Hassan Zyani = Ryan Reynolds (don't see it) König = Wilbur Horangi = Invisible (it's the outfit chat) Logan Walker =Ninja (suurree) David "Hesh" Walker = Artificial (ermmm) Elias Walker = Whitie (true) Keegan P Russ = Wolfcut (defo) Thomas A Merrick = finger me (SOOO REAALLL) Kick = Jack (close enough) Riley Walker = BARK BARK WOOF WOOF (oui) They missed out Nikolai, Makarov and Milena (idk why) Friend 2 = 1/23

[awaywithjay]

it has absolutely nothing to do with the tv show either, this is just entirely unprompted

just watching the movies and the rehearsal clips on youtube and lucas grabeel's live performances (and chad/ryan fanfiction from 2009 because why not, I guess)

I guess I was watching some top glee songs compilations the other day and was reminded of how much I love this kind of musical-infused tv stuff

guys it's 2024 I'm about to turn 28 and I'm having a high school musical moment

[manygeese]

@lost-trio-week Lost Trio Week Day 1: Nicknames

Before we get into this, let’s get this straight: teens who are friends, in my experience, come up with the stupidest nicknames for each other. A friend of mine calls me, a girl whose real name is rather feminine, Steve. Also taken to calling me Crazy Steve lately. There’s also Luigi, nerd alert, etc. etc. I have many a nickname and a grand total of zero make sense. Okay, on with the fic!

~*~

“Okay, you are not supposed to serve it that hard,” Leo huffed after an embarrassing attempt to hit the volleyball that was flying way too high over his head.

It was a late summer afternoon, and Piper had insisted that Leo and Jason go with her to the park and help her practice for volleyball tryouts. Unfortunately, Jason had broken his ankle falling out of a tree (thank you, vengeful venti, that was a great surprise) and Leo was in no way a volleyball champ. Piper found herself surprisingly frustrated. If she didn’t get on the team, she was going to freak the fuck out. Literally all of the cute girls, cough cough Reyna Ramírez-Arellano cough cough, were on the team and she would be seriously missing out.

“Sorry that you’re too much of a shorty to get the fucking ball, dude,” Piper retorted, sticking out her tongue and giving him a raspberry. “Seriously, you need to actually go for it, bro. Get some air next time.”

“You turn into a different person whenever we play volleyball. Like you’re a frat boy. It’s all ‘get the fucking ball, dude’ or ‘go for it, bro’.”

Piper huffed as she carried the ball back to the green space where they were playing. “Shut up.”

“You become Chad whenever we play volleyball.”

“I do not ‘become Chad’ whenever we play volleyball!”

“Yes, you do.”

“Jason, tell him that I don’t become Chad whenever we play volleyball,” Piper whined, looking over to where Jason was situated in a neon green Adirondack chair.

“Leo, Piper doesn’t become Chad whenever you play volleyball,” he echoed absentmindedly, not looking up from his book. His head shot up like a pointing Spaniel when he realized what he’d said. “Wait, what? Become Chad?”

“Let me show you!” Leo clapped his eager hands together in quick succession. “C’mon, Piper, serve me the ball.”

She sighed and shot the ball over to him. He moved to the side and hit it back. They volleyed the ball three more times before it sailed over Leo’s head, making it pretty much impossible for him to do anything but sigh and retrieve it. Wait, did it land in a tree? Amazing. Lovely. What an awesome day.

“Oh, come the fuck on, man! You totally could’ve gotten that shit!” Piper complained.

Jason looked towards her with growing fear. “You do become Chad whenever you play volleyball.”

Leo had an annoyingly satisfied grin on his annoyingly smug face. Piper could see it, even if he was ten feet up in a tree. “I told you, Chad,” he called, chucking the ball at her once he had gotten it.

She caught it with ease. “I would not be a Chad if I was a frat boy.” Piper, knowing that she had lost on one front, moved to another. “I would be… Michael.”

“Michael is not a frat boy. Michael is a nerd,” Leo insisted. He tumbled down a few branches. Piper grimaced in sympathy.

“Now, if you called him Mike,” Jason pointed out.

Piper made a face, like she was taking a big bite of the world’s sourest gummy bear and washing it down with spoiled milk. “Ew, nevermind, I wouldn’t be a Mike.”

“What about Ryan?” Jason offered.

“Never in this life or the next would I let myself be called Ryan. I would sooner implode.”

Jason shook his head. “See, now you’re acting like Michael.”

Leo shook the sticks and leaves out of his hair once he was back on solid ground and squinted at her scrutinizingly. “Ethan,” he decided.

“Oh my Gods, you are Ethan,” Jason agreed.

“Y’know what? I am an Ethan. I can accept that.”

“If I ever develop demigod safe phones, your name in mine is gonna be Ethan,” Leo concluded.

~*~

Months later, over Christmas break, Piper, Jason and the rest of the seven received rough drafts of what were supposed to be demigod safe phones. Leo had bragged and bragged about the job he and his siblings had managed to do, but Jason didn’t quite see the appeal.

“Leo, how do I work this thing?” Jason asked, staring intensely into the screen. “It’s so… small.”

“Are you wearing your glasses?” Piper asked from where she sat on the couch opposite him, already signing up for Instagram on her all new Hephaestus-Cabin made-phone. They were working on the names. So far Harley had suggested Hephonestus, but the only one to second it was Leo.

Jason searched for the frame of his glasses in his peripheral vision. “I am… not. I left them on my bedside table.”

“Okay, Grandma, you want me to get them for you?” Leo teased, ruffling the blond’s hair. “Have you taken your medication today? What about measuring your blood pressure?”

Jason sighed deeply. “I understand the elderly in a way I thought I never would. I am one of them.”

“I’ll tell Hazel and Nico you said that. I think they’re having an old movie marathon soon, you should join them,” Piper suggested. Her mouth tilted up on one side in a sly smirk. “You’ll love the Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers movies, Grandma. Say, didn’t you see those in the theater when they first came out?”

Jason rolled his eyes. “Eh, kids these days.”

Leo fell into a pit of giggles at Jason’s old woman accent. He had somehow managed to nail it.

“Back in my day, we didn’t have any fancy contraptions such as these-” he waved the phone around in the air, holding it by the corner like he was disgusted by it- “All we had were stock market crashes and crude oil.”

“Pfft,” Piper said. She snapped a sly picture of her friends and made a mental note to post it on her private account later. She would caption it “holidays with Grandma.” No, maybe “Jason discovering his inner old lady”? She’d have to workshop it.

Leo took a deep breath in a last attempt to escape the clutching grasp of laughter. “Okay, it’s official: I’m going to have a group chat with Ethan and Grandma. Two polar opposite beings.”

“No, you remember Ethan?” Piper griped. “This is not going to be good for me.”

Jason nodded solemnly. “Ethan and Grandma: an unstoppable duo.”

“Ethan and Grandma: yin and yang.” Leo pitched like it was a movie, the summer blockbuster.

Piper relented. “Ethan and Grandma: best of friends.”

~*~

Just about the worst thing about Summer was the heat. Everybody agreed on that front (except Leo, he insisted it was the crowds at camp).

Jason and Piper were sprawled out in the strawberry fields, claiming it was too hot to do any real work. Leo, being immune to the heat, just rolled his eyes and kept on picking the berries. He would laugh at them later when Chiron gave them dish washing duty for skirting their responsibilities, but he’d also probably go right down with them if Harley didn’t pitch too big a fit about his absence during the campfire.

Jason tugged on one of the north winds and brought it their way. He sighed as he felt the coolness wash over his face. “Strawberry me, Leo,” he ordered.

“You got it, boss.” He lined up his shot and tossed it towards Jason’s mouth. It would have landed on the grass next to him, but thanks to a little wind manipulation, it was right on target.

“Hey, I want one too!” Piper whined, opening her mouth with an “ahh.” It morphed into an “ow” when the strawberry clocked her square in the forehead. Jason snickered next to her, causing her to slap him lightly in the arm. “Superman? More like Loserman,” she mumbled.

Leo laughed. “Loserman. That’s a good one. We should add it to the list.”

“The list?” Jason asked incredulously. “What list?”

Piper nodded sagely. “We should. Add it to the list, that is.”

Jason sat up and wiped sweat from his brow. “Guys, I’m lost. What is the list?”

There was a list, tacked onto the corkboard in Leo’s room, of the best ways to avoid calling Jason his actual name. It was part of an ongoing experiment to trick new campers into thinking his name was actually Superman or Blondie. “Like Ponyboy from The Outsiders,” Leo had pointed out when his big sister Nyssa found out. She had given him a look and a confused laugh before leaving him and Piper to their own devices.

“You want another strawberry, Pipes?” Leo asked, already finding the best one to give her.

“You know it.” She opened her eyes this time, ready to course correct if need be. Need did indeed be, as the strawberry was headed for the ground above her head, but she shuffled up just in time to catch it in her mouth. It was the green part first, though, so she spat it out and started picking the leaves off.

“You guys are so nefarious,” Jason complained. “You’re always making up lists and you never tell me. There was the list about which horror movies scared me the most so you could torture me on the Halloween movie night. There was the one about what you were going to get me for my birthday, which, now that I say it out loud, makes sense. But my point still stands! If you were a Batman villain, you’d be called the Lister or something stupid like that.”

Piper guffawed. “The Lister is such a lame name. He’d be called the List Bitch.”

“The what huh?” Leo twirled around, making several strawberries fall out of his basket. Jason reached for the nearest one.

“No, that doesn’t quite rhyme. Also, they wouldn’t print the word bitch in the comics,” Jason argued. “List Bist. That rhymes. But it doesn’t make any sense.”

“List Bisque. Bisque is a word, right?” Piper tried.

“Yeah, it’s a type of soup I think. Lobster bisque is pretty good, or so I’ve heard.”

Piper nodded sagely again. “Lobster bisque. That’s good. Leo, if you were a Batman villain, you’d be Lobster Bisque.”

“What does that have to do with me? I am not a lobster and I don’t have a particular connection to soup,” Leo grumbled, picking more strawberries. Maybe he would let them take the fall for dish washing after all.

Jason shrugged and snatched another fruit while Leo wasn’t looking. “I don’t know, but I’m going to get Piper to change your name on my phone to that.”

“Ethan, Grandma and Lobster Bisque.” Piper seemed to envision it as she looked into the wide blue sky. She nodded sagely one final time. “Perfect.”

[polifandom]

If there was to exist a High School Musical Scream AU, I think that, ultimately, everyone would have a motive to be ghostface. Here's what I think they would be:

Sharpay - would do it because she knew she could get away with it + has control and anger issues.

Ryan - good ol' revenge, that being towards his sister or his peers (who both constantly overlook him).

Troy - easily persuaded, would not get the gravity of his errors till it was too late.

Chad - similarly to Ryan; revenge, except i think he'd also do it for sport.

Taylor - is smart enough to do it and get away with it + doesn't really relato to/really like most of her peers.

+ Gabriella - the one who would, in every single scenario, be the final girl - not only because she's neither capable nor willing to be ghostface, but also because she's shown sympathy over and over again towards her peers and would ultimately be spared.

bunuses:

Jason would be colateral damage. He'd be at the wrong place at the wrong time. Poor guy.

Kelsi would probably be stabbed so as not to leave loose ends but somehow skate out alive for the sequel.

Zeke, my guy, is unfortunately doomed by the narrative. Would be the last one to figure out who ghostface was and be either spared (by accident, as in forgotten), or killed off screen.

Martha would hear about it on the news the next day and thank god that she was never that close to them.

You can choose who you'd want to be ghostface in your head, but, to me, it'd be the works of Ryan and Chad because they're both vengeful and in love with eachother :)