#you cant see any of gabriella

[slink-a-dink]

LobCorp Egotober - Day 7/8, Forsaken Murderer, Punishing Bird

[satoruhour]

*runs in*

colllege athlete!au where jjk men see you in their varsity jacket and just goes batshit crazy. They defo win the game afterwards and fuck you in it, best orgasm of your life.

*runs out*

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a/n: MY LORD .......................... YOU JUST UNLOCKED SUM IN ME ICY !!!!! discussions of p -> v sex, unprotected sex, breeding, oral f! receiving, name calling, semi-public sex, long LONG post

gojo would def be the one to suggest it at first. hes even offering to buy two jackets just for you but then youre like “but i dont want you to waste money satoru... plus i want it to smell like you..!” omg that makes gojo cum on the spot lmfao. but is mostly caught off guard when you first wear it - it happens when its the half time of the game and his team is not doing particularly well bc he made u a little upset the night before and he felt bad :( youve been on his mind for the whole game and hes so distracted poor boy. but u also think you were being a little childish in how you reacted, so youre stealing his varsity jacket way earlier than he leaves and hes so confused when that morning he cant find it. shows up to the game in another jacket and got an earful from his coach that no one really likes, and bc theyre doing so badly, at half time the coach didnt want to meet with them for pep talk either. boo fuck the coach but anyway, youre rushing down to the lockets and whatnot in his jacket. feels like straight out of a movie dude omg. that troy and gabriella shit bc gojo is dragged outside and is hugging you close and muttering apologies into your neck, kissing u all over sigh. its gotten him a big boost of adrenaline tho! and as the star player of his team a lot of his teammates feed off of his energy. gojo is the last to leave the locker room, wanting to have a little more time with you. he twirls you around and admires you in his large jacket and makes out with you until he hears the buzzer from outside LOL. gives u a deep kiss, “ill win and fuck you good later, alright princess?” “go get ’em, satoru. i’ll be here always.”

yeah he def fucked you good later on, making you strip out of everything but his jacket and pounded u nice and good in the locker room long after everyone left. made you ride him on the benches, ate you out as you sat on the benches and kept thanking u for being his lucky charm thru all his matches. the grip on your hips were so heavy they were pprobably bruised, and the clanking of the lockers were so noisy it was a wonder you two werent caught. “that’s right, baby— taking my cock like the good girl you are,” you’re pushed up against the university lockers and railed into from brhind, sticking his fingers into your mouth as he made u arch your back in that varsity jacket of his. ooh lord. brought you out on a winning date and fucked u in his car, fucked you back at his home all the while wearing his jacket !!!!!!!

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geto has never thought of it personally, but he wonders about it one day, thinking bout you in it without anything and he gets hard as heeellllll. has been wantin to put you in it for the longest time but just didnt have the opportunity to - youre always prepared with a cardigan or jacket of your own or you simply just dont get cold much to suguru’s dismay. so when you’re shivering one day before a game (sometimes they would watch the match before to get a sense of the two teams, and also bc you wanted to travel light handed for the date geto was going to bring you to after), geto’s so so quick to offer up his varsity jacket before you can think of any counter to it. but what you dont tell him is that youve been “avoiding” in a way, just bc you know if u get access to his jacket he will never. get. it. back. you have a knack for stealing his clothes bc geto smells good good and youre addicted to his scent. but either way youre trying not to gasp at the largeness of the jacket ... 🙏 same girl. you’re slipping one arm and then the other, wrapped in the safeness of geto’s jacket and hes trying so hard to show u that he isnt shivering LMFOAOAAOAO thank god the match was ending already and his team was up next. gojo only nods towards you later in the locker room as you stay thru their coach’s talk, smiling sickly bc he just knew what his best friend was going to do afterwards.

soon enough he can hear the cheers of the spectators flood his ears but hes only focused on you running up to him from the bleachers and hugs you close in his sweaty body (which u protest against and laugh about), but hes whispering “you dont mind though, right baby?” yeah you DEF dont mind it when he pulls you into the janitor’s closet and his body is grinding against yours. “was so hard playing through the game, yknow how difficult that is?” you reply back with i cant imagine with a giggle and let him do whatever he wants to you: hes so impatient he cant pull his game pants down all the way and the same goes for you. both your bottoms are stuck atound your thighs, and youre trying to stay quiet in that squeezy closet. it’s hard. youre so wet you dont exactly need foreplay, just maybe some brief fingering which has you whining into his neck and he slips in after. fucks you until the pails and cleaning supplies are falling to the floor and youre hoping to take off the varsity jacket but he refrains you from it, loving the way ur white shirt is turning wet from all your sweat. it’s sloppy, disgusting, juices spurting everywhere and youre so tight from your pressed-together thighs. i guess he has no choice but to put you in a mating press too and he goes so deeeep in that position you moan out loud. “yeah— made to take my cock like a slut, ain’t ya? only natural when you’re lookin’ so good in my jacket.” getos gross and u love it.

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nanami fits better as an alumni whos come back for a friendly current students vs alumni match. hes entering the gym with haibara and his two annoying seniors gojo and geto and while they talk a lot of crap theyre great players. nanami comes up to greet you since youre still their manager and hes one year above you. dating across years is a little difficult esp with how nanami was in his last year of uni, and now that hes looking for work while u finish your last year .... it’s hectic thats for sure, but u guys make it work perfectly fine bc nanami prioritises you a lot!! but late youve been busy with midterms and him with settling in with his new job that he almost forgot about today’s match. is met with nostalgia the first time he steps intothe gym again but he never expected you to wear the varsity jacket that’s stuffed deep into your closet. frankly it doesnt fit him at all any mroe but you thought it to be fitting to wear it in this once in a lifetime match (bc hes just so busy!!!! to book a date w/ nanami is like going to the army dawg). nanami’s jaw drops when u first step foot into the gym and oh my god youre going to be the umpire too? he is going to become too distracted, instantly taken back to the many many times hes gotten you trapped in the gym bathroom with his cock in your mouth, or the time you ride him in the empty gym in the corner (it was late at night!!!!), or also the time right after his loss where he took all his anger and frustration out on you, jersey between his teeth as he uses you. something switched in nanami that day when u expressed how much u liked the roughness tee hee. surprisingly hes even more focused, in a way of proving something to himself bc he can probably count on everyone’s hands the number of times hes missed a cue from a teammate before when he was still in school just cause u were wearing his jacket 😭😭😭 man you dont even need to be in the jacket! thats how obsessed he is with u!!!

shoots you a small smile after each point and is trying to hard not to run to you to get a good job kiss. also finds the fact that youre judging appropriately and not showing biasness just cause nanami’s on one team really really hot! the way you call the shots, give the accurate penalties and that booming voice of yours echoing thru out the gym ..... youre so good at being umpire that even the juniors cant deny they lost fair and square and not just cause youre nanami’s girl. altho bc you two are so good at hiding they dont rlly suspect anything until hes kissing you - something that even he isnt that comfy with but he just needed to show off !!!!! that isnt the case when later he has you back in the gym, reminiscent of that one time!!! but nanami found it so hot, hes backing you back up into the quiet gym, illuminated by the moonlight. its way late after dinner and the uni students have gone back to their dorm already while the alumni has departed for their homes and its just you. thank god the gym is also located in a place that is a little secluded and disconnected from the campus so it isnt long before youre both making out against the walls of the gym, moans and sounds echoing in the large hall. “just like old times?” “yeah. except ill be taking my time with you” yeah, u take ur time indeed: the gargling of your mouth and groans of nanami is so disgustingly filthy, slobbering all over his dick and he also eats you out on the floor. when he stretches u out with his fingers you can hear yourself bc youre so wet that you drip to the floor. but none of u give a shit when you settle atop nanami and start riding him needily, bouncing and moaning out his name. the way the sounds of your slapping skin makes it way back to is gross!!!! but so hot!!!! its so lewd !!! you get tired soon enough and nanami thrusts up into you with whispers of ur name in the gym. u do that hot thing where you pull up your shirt and pull down ur bra so your tits r spilling out .... OOOOOOHH it gets nanami cumming instantly, esp with the large frame of the varsity jacket on you that he cums more than usual <3333

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toji, rather than a player, is a coach for the team. youre the manager whos helping with all the admin stuff and waterbottles/towels and with moral in the team - kind of like kiyoko and yachi in hq, but when u show up always no one knows whose varsity jacket youre wearing. they all speculate between themselves and have their thoughts but the team members never suspect that it’s their own coaches one. it looks too similar to the team’s with no name on the back, the sewing is exactly the same and the small logo of their team takes its place on the left breast as usual. but they never bother to check the inside where toji has made a large blotched ‘T’ on the label and your name squeezed in on the underside. toji loves to see it on you, esp in games and while hed love to see it on you outside of it he cant run the risk that he’s dating the manager. but he also especially loves it when you surprise him at home: wearing his jacket with nothing but your panties, prancing around and doing chores as he comes back from another gruelling match. ohhhh the things he’d do to you... but the best is when you do it in public. that changes the whole game

you’re helping with practice here and there, picking up the stray shuttlecocks/volleyballs/whatever sport around the gym as they practice their drills, but toji realises you dont reach over and bend like you usually do - normally youd do it when you know toji’s the only one to be standing behind you so he can see your panties under the short skirt but you dont do ANYTHING so he wonders if he did smtg wrong. but also you’re squatting down to pick up things? it’s only later when you saunter up to him as his team is distracted and you unzip the jacket just a little and he gets the glimpse of the lingerie set he bought you and very very riskily bringing his hand down to your centre where you’re bare. toji groans to himself when he feels that youre already so wet, playing with your folds just barely until his student calls out to him and youre both shocked out of your daze. “you’re in for it, doll.” takes u to the equipment room, and fucks right after dismissing the team. “doing this typa shit in front of the boys? dirty girl.” youre holding onto the shelves of the equipment and it’s rattling so much that things are tethering so close to the edge, it’s insanity. the sight of his cock disappearing into you while you wear that short skirt is just pure serotonin for him, plus your moans echo a lot throughout the room along with the slapping of ur skin. stuffs the collar of the varsity jacket into your mouth to keep you quiet as he cums in you <3333 “look at that...” sighs when he removes his cock from you and cum drips to the floor, “my pretty manager.”

OKAY BYE . I NEED TO BE SPAYED.

[spookberry]

An infodump is being requested and hoped for, what random topic have you been rotating in your mind lately*?

*can be from seconds/minutes/hours/days ago

Okay well im gonna rant about high school musical some more then, specifically Sharpay

One thing of note about Sharpay Evans that I have in the past seen people get wrong, whether cuz of the setup we're used to with high-fem mean girl antagonists, or just faulty memory equating the 2nd movie's structure to the other two as well- is that Sharpay "runs the school" in some way.

Sharpay Evans has an intense personality and is insanely rich. So people know her. But shes not even really in charge of the drama department(darbus doesnt actually play favorites within the club itself, she just likes the drama kids more than the non-drama kids) Sharpay's the queen of people assuming you know what you're talking about just because you're confident when you say it.

At school shes not really friends with anyone, outside of her brother. Like she sits with other drama kids at lunch but she doesnt talk to them lol. Sharpay is considered a laughing stock by most her peers and THATS the reason she doesnt want Troy/Gabriella involved in the musical. She assumed the "meatheads" as she calls them were going to make a joke out of something she cares a lot about.(thats not to day she isnt the bad guy of the film or something, she definitely is. Just that she isnt in a place of real power over anyone) After callbacks it becomes clear Troy and Gabriella are serious and their peers arent just making fun of the drama club so shes quick to offer support and congratulate Gabriella. Like Sharpays just dramatic and likes to be the star of attention, you cant fault her for that.

Like, shes queen bee of the drama department and a schemer to boot, but when shes at East High she doesnt really have any power the way she does at Lava Springs.

Also side note can you IMAGINE how fucking awkward thatd actually be to have like half your class working at a resort your family owns. Luckily Sharpay has no shame and would boss them around even outside of this scenerio but I briefly put myself in her shoes and I felt like shriveling up and dying. Like her mother makes this comment "these are your school chums not the fuddy duddy lava springs staff" and im like "this makes everything a million times worse, ma'am your daughter already has a bad reputation amongst her classmates and now youre allowing this??" The wildcats even mention feeling weird about having to wait on sharpay to which their boss assures them they wont have to(which is a lie!!)

Fun fact tho, me and my sisters used to rewatch the first and second high school musical films so fucking much that one time we were bored and started just like, quoting the 2nd movie from start to end word for word, songs included. And then afterwards we were like that was weird... do we know the first one too? we did.

The plotline in hsm3 with rocketman and the british girl was so lame tho tbh. Sharpay would never breakdown during a performance like that. Did you see her in 2 with Troy as her partner? It was like performing with a cardboard cut out and she still nailed it.

Side tracking again to actually talk about Gabriella this time. But the way the third movie treats her makes me so annoyed. Like the whole world is against her! Her Main Thing since Day One of this franchise has been that she wants a break from being "the smart girl" and just finally embrace her chance at a normal school life. She's never lived anywhere long enough to finish out a full school year, let alone have friends, and she finally gets that at East High and what does the universe do?? Make her feel bad and like shes throwing away her future for wanting to go to prom, perform in her last musical, and graduate high school with her friends. Which is like conpletely normal and reasonable to want?? I dont blame her for not wanting to go back to East High after all of her friends basically pushed her out and lectured her for wanting to enjoy her time there. Its not like stanford was going anywhere. She still couldve left for college in the fall like all her friends were going to.

I like to imagine Gabriella turns out to be someone who wants a very stable life for her kids. She settles down and makes sure they experience all the small joys of growing up that she just never really had.

Sharpay's ending was kinda sad too tbh. Even if she didn't have any plans for higher education at the end it feels off. (Why was she and Ryan even worried about the Julliard scholarship anyways? Theyre insanely rich)

Also dont even get me started on Sharpay's Fabulous Adventure. Theres some parts to it that i think are absurdly stupid in like the way a movie about sharpay trying to get famous should be absurdly stupid. And then there are other parts that are like :/ who even is this.

[sockiestupidity]

Bro what are ur Miguel and reader headcanons???? I need those in my life rn (platnoic ofc)

Me personally? I’d like to think Miguel let’s reader play with his fingers when they get upset/bored

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STOP THATS SO CUTE OMG🤭🤭🤭

some platonic hcs✨✨(mostly teen! coded reader)

OKAY SO HE LEARNS SOME BASIC ASL JUST FOR READER🤭🤭🤭

he's secretly a chismosa so he gossips w/you using asl😝(bc i said so😤)

you force him to go see the barbie movie with you and lyla even dresses him for it🤭(CAN U TELL THAT BARBIE IS TAKING OVER MY LIFE? ITS SO BAD😭)

the two of you look out for each other (you make sure that hes not over working himself and he IS QUITE LITERALLY UR FATHER FIGURE😤)

MIGUEL GETS BULLIED BY THE ENTIRETY OF SPIDER SOCIETY BECAUSE YOU'RE TAINTING HIS REPUTATION OF BEING SCARY😭

you introduce him to modern music and he's very confused by it (EVEN THO HES ONLY LIKE 30🤨)

if you like bluey or any other kid shows he'll legit cry because it reminds him of gabriella

you've quite literally given him another chance to be a father

you buy him silly mugs for his coffee using his credit card(courtesy of lyla🥰) and he surprisingly uses them??

you introduce him to tiktok but regret it because he now shows you every single animal video he sees (kinda like how peter b. constantly shows pics of mayday)

IM SRRY IF THIS IS SHORT BUT I LOST MY BRAINCELLS AND CANT THINK OF ANYTHING ELSE😰😭(ALSO SORRY FOR USING EMOJIS SO MUCH FOR SOME REASON I ALWAYS USE EMOJIS FOR HCS🫣)

[insomniactalks]

I cant think how much stress Ej will be feeling throughout the s3. He was put on this huge responsibility without any preparation or warning. Like it would be little less hard if its only camp production but to think its gonna be on a streaming service and now he must somehow creat a flawless musical.(even ms jenn couldn't do that in s1) And to include insecuritie drama around Ricky (in middle of season) to this, I will be so surprised if he didn't have a full on breakout moment at some point. I just hope everything will work out for him in the end.

You actually sent me this after 3.02, but I was waiting until 3.03 aired b/c I think it's more relevant than ever. I just know my heart is going to break for EJ this season cuz of the immense amount of pressure he has to deal with as director (and now actor as well). He never asked to be the leader of this production, it just fell into his lap and now he has to deal with it. It's so sad because he starts off the episode as a very proud boyfriend who shows his girlfriend support, and wants to spend time with her, but as the episode progresses, the pressure just keeps rising. He doesn't get a lot of time alone because everyone's constantly barging in while he's trying to work. He wants the read through to be perfect, and he only has like 12 hours to make it happen. Yes, it seems very EJ 1.0 when he snaps at everyone, but it was also a lot of voices all at once. He didn't really get to have a lot of quiet time, and when he did, it had to be dedicated to working on the script. Just like Gabriella and Shane, I can see Gina starting to notice EJ's priorities shift a little, and that concerns her. But I also have no doubt she's probably going to call him out on it soon. Gabriella and Shane kept Troy and Mitchie in check during their summers, but also ultimately supported them as well. I could see the same thing happening in Portwell's case.

(Sidenote: I actually love the fact that Ricky was the first one in EJ's tent, wanting to go on this adventure with him LOL. The boy found a shrine in the woods and his first thought was to check it out with EJ. I'm genuinely loving Ricky this season. This is the most time he's ever actually spent with his friends (who's not Nini or Big Red.)

[bleunight]

lizeth selene.     they/them.     agender.      ›      spotted   at   the   met   steps   ,   guinevere  'nev'   dominguez   ,   most   likely   listening   to   serial  lover   by   kehlani   with   their   airpods   pro   .   the   twenty   three   year   old   gained   quite   a   reputation   ,   known   to   be   reserved   yet   creative   to   anyone   who   knows   them   .   you'll   easily   spot   them   when   you   hear   about   cream   colored   sheets   and   too   many   pillows   just   for   decoration,   blinding   moonlight   reflecting   onto   the   ocean   below,   the   moon   dancing   with   the   rippling   water,   counting   the   seconds   between   lightning   strikes   and   the   crack   of   thunder   to   come   after   ,   followed   by   baccarat   rouge   540   by   mfk   .   latest   nepoupdates   article   talks   about   nev's   media   tragedy   of   a   twin   brother   crashing   with   them   after   yet   another   bender   that's   bound   to   have   negative   consequences   for   the   breakout   star   of   the   recently   broken   up   musical   duo,   but   i   guess   any   reputation   is   good   reputation   .

𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞:    guinevere dominguez  . 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞:     nev, nevvie  . 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞:     nevez  . 𝐚𝐠𝐞  +  𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞:    twenty three,  june 27th, 1999 2:44am  . 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬:    cancer sun, sagittarius moon, taurus rising  . 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫  +  𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐬:    agender, they / them  . 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧:    pansexual, heavy fem leaning  . 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲:    gerardo dominguez, father (alive)  +  gabriella dominguez, mother (deceased)  +  gabriel dominguez, twin brother (alive)  .    nev and gabriel are most definitely nepo babies, i imagine their parent’s careers claims to be of ethan hawke and uma thurman but pls lemme know if someone’s taken those already  . 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫:    second, just minutes after gabriel  . 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩:    single  . 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐧:    n/a  . 𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐬:    large two y/o german shepherd named ‘froyo’  .

𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦:     halle bailey  . 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬:     the chloe of nev’s duo  ( named dominazion ) was their twin brother gabriel, but they recently broke up as of three months ago due to ‘irreconcilable differences’ according to the tabloids and they’re gearing up to film the little mermaid as well as releasing their first solo project  .

𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦:    lizeth selene  . 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐫:    black  . 𝐞𝐲𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐫:    dark brown  . 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫:    down just past their waist, mostly worn down and in its natural waves  . 𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭:    5′7  . 𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐬:    all canon lizeth tattoos, see here and here  . 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬:    multiple ear piercings, at least five on each ear;  constant rbf without meaning to;  alternates between glasses and contacts depending on how lazy they are that morning;  septum and nostril pierced  . 𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝:    left  . 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬:    n/a  .

𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭:    water  . 𝐬𝐢𝐧:    envy  . 𝐯𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐞:    humility  . 𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬:    calm, meticulous, observant, versatile, intelligent, attentive, creative, loyal, softhearted, kind  . 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐰𝐬:    cynical, impulsive, moody, impatient, cowardly, sensitive, indecisive, sarcastic, anxious, reserved  .

›    never ever wears shoes in the house - they literally will get peeved if u wear shoes in their house its Gross ›    they have to sit facing whatever door is in the room, they don’t like having their back to a door ›    will p much always ask for a to-go box when they're just barely ordering their food, bc they know they'll only eat like half and save the rest for later ›    they only eat sunflower butter bc they're lowkey terrified of suddenly becoming allergic to nuts ( peanuts, almonds, etc ) and avoids it entirely .. they're literally so dramatic LMFAO ›    they absolutely hate when someone answers for other people instead of letting them speak ›    loves astrology!!! ›    loves romeo & juliet bc it sparked their love for acting, and will proudly tell anyone that it’s their favorite movie of all time ›    cant go to sleep without having every door to their room ( main door, closet, bathroom ) all closed. nothing can be open or they lowkey Freak out ›    wanted to be an astrologer or in nasa or something as a kid and then realized that it was sooooo much work and way too much science so they gave it up ›    bruises suuuper easily, they can literally just bump into something even a lil bit and get a bruise ›    go to coffee order is an iced hazelnut latte with oat milk. if no oat milk, soy milk is ok but they hate almond milk

until i write a full backstory ,, nev was born a twin just a few minutes after their brother gabe ! their parents are famous actors, and i headcanon that they’re pretty much ethan hawke + uma thurman career wise. they encouraged their kids to get into acting, but gabriel always said neither of them wanted to walk in their parents footsteps. even tho nev was interested in acting, they went along with their brother’s denial of it .. gabriel was their parents favorite tho </3 and they always kind of strived for their parents’ attention bc gabe was the louder, more fun child

gabe wanted to become a singer, and encouraged nev to join him - with their parents’ support, they started up a music duo called ‘dominazion’, which is a play on their surname dominguez + domination. they are talented angels and everyone loves them !! eventually gabe turned into a more rebellious wild child once they started getting more famous and turned to him getting himself arrested more than a handful of times, just to be bailed out by nev. they couldn’t get him to stop acting out and [ tw drugs ] taking everything under the sun, and when they gave him the ultimatum to stop ruining their relationship and reputation, he refused and told nev that they would be nothing without him.

so now they’re trying to prove that they can make something of themself after the duo’s breakup by going solo, and landing a pretty big acting gig as the little mermaid !!!

[mrs-nate-humphrey]

it's no secret that the writers neglected some relationships in favor of other (*cough* chair *cough*)

what relationships do you wish had been featured more throughout the show? are there aspects of any relationships (like how Blair's treatment of Jenny effects her relationship with Dan) you wish had been explored more? ((I'm talking both romantic and platonic))

oh this is such a fun question!! i wanted to really sit and get to it, hence the long wait time (sorry!) so here we go!

relationships i wanted more of:

first, and this is a popular opinion, i think blair and serena should've been the focus of the show, instead of blair and chuck. a dynamic that was strongly platonic, but with blurred boundaries and romantic implications like the books, where romance is neither confirmed nor denied but all the subtext is there - i think that would've given the show actual backbone. blairena for the win!!

something i have said a lot on my blog is that the danessa friend breakup SUCKED. it was really shitty (and racist!) that dan can forgive his white friends ANYTHING (serena did that whole revenge porn thing - which i think is really ooc but that's another conversation - and dan marries her) but vanessa is unforgiveable for... what exactly? stealing his story and publishing it without his permission? dude, she did that to you before in 1x11 (?? i think it was 1x11) and you were DELIGHTED that your story was being published. you can't blame her so harshly if you never set that boundary. anyway dan and vanessa should've had a blair and serena kind of friendship (& the first two seasons really implied that that WAS how their friendship was) where there's a certain coming back to each other no matter what, even if it's unhealthy.

i've said this before on my blog, too, but i wanted more sibling stuff!! serena&eric and dan&jenny were like. my favourite things about the early seasons. their dynamics were so real and it was so nice; it brought out a different side to the characters that was really refreshing and interesting to see. dan & serena were both so protective of jenny & eric respectively, in a way that they weren't with anybody else, and jenny & eric had a really candid and honest kind of relationship with their elder sibs, which they didn't have with their parents, and it was just. it gave the show so much more HEART, ok.

i also really wanted more platonic jenny and nate! my 2 favourite jenny and nate moments are that bit in seventeen candles (when will it stop? / it'll stop when you stop it - or whatever it is that quote is, cant remember it verbatim right now) and also that moment in.. the empire strikes jack, i think it is? where nate's comforting jenny and she's like 'what's wrong with me' and he just. looks at her with quiet disbelief before he says, firmly, 'nothing is wrong with you'..... nate & jenny had that thing i love about dan & serena, where they could have REAL conversations with each other, and be fully honest AND vulnerable with each other. and while there was a lot about their dynamic that was canonically not the healthiest, i felt like. they both had a really special type of platonic intimacy? and i really liked that. i wanted to see more of that.

i would've liked to see more nate & chuck, but minus the glorifying chuck. as the show goes on, it's like there's two nates, the nate who actually cares about people and respects women and you can trust, and the nate who shares whiskey with chuck and looks the other way when chuck is being abusive, even if it's with blair. this is a bad writing choice, obviously. i would've liked to see nate grapple with being chuck's friend, and realise that he CANNOT possibly support chuck and still be a good person. though of course that is too much to expect from this garbage show.

nate, blair and serena as a trio!!! i wanted more platonic scenes like that thanksgiving flashback from s1. in the books, they were childhood friends, but in a very 'their childhoods were totally intertwined' and the show scrapped that, which i think is rlly sad. there was something so special about nate, serena and blair knowing each other in a way nobody else does, because they've seen each other grow up, and their childhoods are SO merged, and they are just. so close. that would've been SO good.

and well. platonic nate and blair specifically! they've dated for so long, they obviously know a LOT about each other. i think it would be cool if there was more of like. nate knowing things about blair that nobody else does, and blair knowing things about nate that nobody else does.

aspects of relationships to be explored more...... hmmm

the nate & chuck thing is there. i mean. how can nate be besties with jenny AND with chuck. HOW. for a long period of time he canonically is. but that doesn't seem right.

idk if this goes here but i wish that things like the catherine stuff and the rachel stuff and the ben stuff had been handled with appropriate gravity, and we'd actually seen what it meant for those characters, instead of it just being there for the ~scandal~ and then tossed aside.

something i remember from seventeen candles as well is jenny talking about how it's uncomfortable being at home because of her parents. so that follows that nate knows something nobody else really does - which is that the humphreys have a complicated home background as well. like their lives are not perfect. i think it would've been neat if that came up more, in say, nate's friendship with dan. like him just being like "i know your mom leaving was hard on you" and dan being like "what the fuck who told you that????" and nate being like oh shit because he didn't think before he said it and this is dan not jenny

i think it's really interesting how much dan and vanessa don't feel at ease with their own parents, but feel at ease with the other's parents. like the way vanessa is around rufus - weird accidental romantic undertones aside, she actually likes his company and appreciates his advice, and her relationship with her mom...... is not like that. but the way dan tries to fix vanessa and gabriella's relationship........... it's obvious that he's closer to vanessa's mother than he is to his own mother. i think there was potential for some really interesting stuff there.

oh ive said this before, too, but. we didn't get ruby abrams!!! :(

i also think tv!dan should've gotten a boyfriend. i mean. book dan did. but i think now im getting distracted

there's probably more, but this is all i have for now!

oh. i wish we'd had more carter, and specifically, more carter x serena. those two were so absolutely and wholly on the same wavelength.... carter>>> dan OR nate as serena's bf in my humble opinion.

[vangoghmusings]

— when the karasuno volleyball team is required by the vice principle to join another extra curricular, the boys decide to audition for the school musical. what could possibly go wrong?

pairing: sugawara koushi x third-year fem!reader

word count: 422

previously: auditions

a/n: sorry this part is kinda short, part of it is in smau format though! i cant seem to not write a fic without it whoops :) but i hope you guys enjoy!! p.s. in the cast list the “.....” signify a person that is not a hq character or oc has taken that role 

taglist: two spots left!! once it closes you can keep track by following #vangoghmusings break free 

callbacks

What is a callback? What is a tenor? What is a monologue?  

Suga’ s Google search history looked like a chapter straight out of Musicals for Dummies. In preparation for callbacks, he figured he could actually try and understand what he was getting himself into.  

Callbacks came and Suga felt like a bull in a china shop, one wrong move and he would destroy the entire show and the roles weren’t even announced. That was until the following Wednesday.  

A small crowd, mostly the Karasuno volleyball team, gathered around the bulletin board, murmuring as they read the cast list in unison.

TROY BOLTON: KOUSHI SUGAWARA

GABRIELLA MONTEZ: Y/N L/N  

SHARPAY EVANS: KEI TSUKISHIMA  

RYAN EVANS: TADASHI YAMAGUCHI  

CHAD DANFORTH: DAICHI SAWAMURA

TAYLOR MCKESSIE: TJ ADAMS  

KELSI NIELSON: …...  

COACH BOLTON: ASAHI AZUMANE  

MRS. DARBUS: YU NISHINOYA  

PREP ENSEMBLE: …..

MARTHA COX: TOBIO KAGEYAMA  

THESIPIAN ENSEMBLE: …..  

SPORTS ENSELMBLE: …..  

ZEKE BAYLOR: …...  

JASON CROSS: …...

SKATER ENSEMBLE:  

SKATER #1: SHOYO HINATA  

Suga’s eyes widened in shock. He managed to get the lead.  

“How-”  

“DO YOU SEE THAT? DO YOU SEE THAT GUYS?! I GOT THE ROLE OF SKATER #1 AKA THE BEST SKATER!” Hinata cheered while leaping up and down.  

“What kind of name is Martha Cox,” grumbled Kageyama, causing Yamaguchi and Tsuki to snicker.  

“Ugh move! God you guys are hogging the entire hallway!”  

Suga blinked, turning to see Y/N pushing throw the crowd, TJ behind her. He moved and let her pass, watching as her eyes darted across the list. He smiled softly, watching as hers broke into a wide smile.  

“I did it I got the lead! And TJ! You got Taylor!” The girls squealed and hugged each other tightly.  

Y/N turned back to the cast list and frowned. She swiftly turned around and glared at the clumped-up group of volleyball boys.  

“If any of you dare to make a mockery of this show, I will have no shame in making the rest of your time at Karasuno miserable. Got it?”  

She smiled at the now gawking boys and turned to Suga.  “Here’s my number. We’ll need to practice lines and dance numbers together.” She scribbled her number on a page of her assignment notebook, tore it out and handed it to him. “I’ll see you at rehearsal.”  

“U-uh yeah,” Suga stuttered, blinking as she pushed back out of the crowd and down the hallway, TJ following while laughing.  

“You’re going to scare them off you know,” Taylor laughed, looping her arm over Y/N’s shoulder.  

“I know,” Y/N smirked.  

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[kindredhearts13]

This isn’t me arguing or hating. This is just me sharing my opinion back,

You say you first problem is not Jay and Hailey being a couple but they go onto list how it is them as a couple.

Watching Jay and Erins story okay out and watching Jay and Haileys feels vastly different. Jay makes it clear from episode one he wants to sleep with Erin, there’s always a flirtation there. Jay and Hailey are awkward barley friend in their first season, in fact it was only decided they’d be a couple in season 7 because producers felt the chemistry Jesse and Tracy had built was too hard to ignore.

I don’t see what parts of the story are reused or recycled? What storyline clearly felt like Erin’s? Because Haileys character and energy has always felt so different to Erin’s, they way her and jay fell in love played out so differently. Is it just that they were partners both times or more? I’m genuinely curious.

You wrote that they cant them find love and grow and find balance but they’ve found that with eachother so who cares that they work together.

While I disagree that Hailey hasn’t been held accountable for a murder she was manipulated into committing. (Voight was never letting him go alive.) I do agree her past and background hasn’t been explored enough I don’t think her story is dependent on being Jays love interest, yes their relationship has been explored but every story she’s had in the last five years has not been dependent on him. Unlike early seasons where most of the storyline revolved around Erin, with random episodes dedicated to other characters.

I do however agree that Atwater isn’t treated with enough credit. He’s a brilliant character, a joy to watch and people go crazy for his episodes and he doesn’t get enough of them. I was annoyed when they fired Rojas last season, but dick wilf clearly isn’t feeling Latina representation much because they fired another Latina actress this year.

I as Upstead shipper have never once seen the moment that young man kills himself as a moment that was so any romantic significance for Hailey and I’m not sure how you saw it as one. It it no way changed her relationship status. I don’t agree with Haileys actions, but I do think saying she got a job and boyfriend from they is wrong. I’m not going to make excuses for what she did organising that man’s death but I will point out she’s the only character you seem to be punishing even thought both Voight and Adams clear racism at work doesn’t seem to upset you or warrant a post.

First of all, do not dare to tell me what racism upsets or does not upset me. You can defend your views and characters you love while being respectful. Dealing with racism or under-representation shouldn’t be based in what-aboutism. I don’t need to write a post on Voight or Adam because their issues are directly mentioned in the show- even if they are never spoken about outside of that single moment. They’re at least acknowledged and highlighted. It’s kind of the basis for both of their storylines? They are both problenatic yet narrowly escape permanent punishment each season. Ruzek less so, and purposefully written to be best friends with Atwater to show that he’s the one more capable of growth.

Hailey’s isn’t.

If you want a more detailed comparison of Hailey and Erin’s similarities in storyline, feel free to look at my blog- I answered another’s question on that in detail.

If you read what I actually said, my issue isn’t with Jay and Hailey’s relationship. It’s with the lack of growth and specific development that was given to it. Both Jesse and Tracy deserved more of a challenge there. As did the characters. People tend to confuse dialogue and action happening episode to episode with actual plot, storyline and development.

Romeo and Juliet is a classic story that has been retold many times, with various iterations of the character. Gabriella in High School Musical is a much different character than Bella in Twilight or Rose in Titanic. All very different characters but all based on the same basic storyline and character.

And further on the young man taking his life: the episode ended at Hailey’s apartment with Jay comforting her and Adam coming by later to do the same. While nothing surface-level romantic happens, it is used as a building block to show her internal conflict over her relationships with both men. And Jay’s starting to deal with his feelings. It’s a classic storytelling device used to introduce an idea without directly stating what is to come.

[spiderling-space]

hello, welcome to the fandom! may i please request headcanons of Floyd, Kalim, and Rook with an s/o who is usually very shy and in musical theater, but has a very loud singing voice and always gets the main role? thank you!!! ~~~ (ps. i cant wait to see how all of your writings turn out!!!! :00000 )

Hey anon! Do you have any idea how much I love High School Musical? This request made me think of Gabriella Montez in first HSM movie. So I based the shyness off of her and expect to read some lyrics from HSM songs.

I have no regrets hahshssh

PS I didn’t check google for lyrics; I memorized most of the songs

PPS I just picked a random names for the musicals

Putting them under the cut because they are long

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Floyd Leech

Land dwellers believe every mermen/mermaid have enchanting voice. While it’s not true, it is highly regarded to have a beautiful voice in Coral Sea.

He planned to give a surprise visit to his Shrimpy.

When he goes to their room, he doesn’t find them there yet there is a faint sound coming from their dressing room.

“I gotta do what’s best for me; You’ll be okay; I got to move on and be who I am; I just don’t belong here I hope you understand; We might our places in this world someday but at least for now I gotta go my own way..”

Floyd thinks his Shrimpy wants to break up with and his mood turns sour.

“SHRIMPY!”

A shriek comes inside dressing room.

(Y/N) opens the door while holding a perfume/cologne bottle on the other hand, face flushed.

“Floyd, you scared the hell out of me!” (Y/N) notices him pouting. “What happened?”

“Shrimpy, do you really mean it?” — “I can explain.” — “If you want to break with me, you could have just told me.” — “What? I like you too much for it. I was just practicing for the show. See this perfume/cologne is my mic.” — “Show?” — “I’m the lead actress in Starry Nights The Musical!” (Y/N) finished their sentence so fast that they doubted Floyd understood them. All they want is to bury themselves in their sweater.

Floyd has no idea what a musical is so (Y/N) needs to explain it then their role in it.

Floyd is shocked and amused to see their shy partner, who get flustered even when they want to ask a question in class because people staring at them, can go on a stage and sing their heart out without any issue.

Floyd wants to see (Y/N) on stage and gets himself invited to their show.

(Y/N) is worried that Floyd will jump on stage to hug them in the middle of musical but invites him - also Azul and Jade - to their show, securing the best seats. (Y/N) hopes Jade or Azul would prevent Floyd from jumping on stage. 

Lastly, since Floyd heard (Y/N)’s voice, expect him to drag them in secluded corners in NRC and hug them tightly, demanding a one-person musical.

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Kalim Al-Asim

Kalim is throwing a party in his dorm and of course, (Y/N), his partner, is invited. 

Knowing their shyness, Kalim stands by their side, offering some sort of comfort if they get flustered too much for their comfort.

During one of parties, (Y/N) feels as if everyone’s eyes on them and asks Kalim if they could go somewhere private.

Kalim tried to distract them by talking about random things.

Accidentally (Y/N) mentions their new role in upcoming musical called A Whole New World and how they are nervous about it because they got the lead role.

Kalim has never heard of it but he just wants know all about it. So he asks about everything from the plot of musical to what made them want to star in the musical.

When he learns being the star of musical in The Narrowway is (Y/N)’s childhood dream and that they have been working hard and managing to get lead roles ever since then, he just gets excited for them.

Kalim is there to support their partner.

(Y/N) tells Kalim that their parents gave them moral boost and helped them to feel at ease when they are on stage.

Since their parents aren’t with them, Kalim tells (Y/N) that he will do the same.

Next day - Jamil stopped Kalim to go at 2 am-, Kalim goes to Crowley and tells that he wants to build a musical theater in Scarabia, Crowley accepts it with a some amount fee.

Thanks to magic, the theatre construction is done in 2 days and Kalim surprises (Y/N) with it.

Until the day of (Y/N)’s musical, they practiced in the theatre in front of Kalim everyday.

“We’re soaring; We’re flying; There is not a star in heaven that we can’t reach; If we’re trying yeah we’re breaking free...”

Kalim applauds after every performance, solidifying (Y/N)’s confidence.

On the day of the musical, Kalim will fill (Y/N)’s room with flowers and good luck wishes.

Expect to hear praises from him everyday for a long time.

Kalim will definitely ask you when your next show is so you two can practice again! Oh by the way, the theatre in Scarabia is named after (Y/N)

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Rook Hunt

“Everyday of our lives; Wanna find you there, wanna hold on tight; Gonna run while we're young and keep the faith; Everyday; From right now, gonna use our voices and scream out loud; Take my hand; Together we will celebrate...”

Rook coaxes (Y/N) into singing the song they would sing in A Night in City of Lights.

Rook already knows (Y/N) is going to be The Star of the musical.

He is ecstatic that people will see the beauty of his partner, hear the beauty of their voice and be in the presence of their beauty.

Rook is already getting excited from just thinking about it.

Rook, as a man of romance and hunter of love and beauty, starts serenading a poem to (Y/N) right there right then.

(Y/N) freezes on spot, blush covering their cheeks. They try to hide their face with their hands but Rook takes their hands with his own and plants kisses on them.

He finds (Y/N)’s flustered state extremely beautiful; in fact any state of (Y/N) radiate beauty.

Rook knows (Y/N) is shy. He thinks they are worried about how people will react to them.

“Don’t worry, mon amour, if there is one person who disrespects you, I’ll help them to see your beauty!” — “No no there is no need!” — “Ahh, they will appreciate it as well!”

Well there is no point of arguing with Rook at this point.

Rook attends every practice (Y/N) has with the crew. Seeing his face during practices encourages (Y/N) to try their best and of course hope for the best.

On the day of the musical, Rook does the make up and hair of (Y/N). He can’t let his beloved to go on stage with second rate make up and hair!

He sits in the front row with Epel who was persuaded to come with Rook.

When it ends, Rook gets up from his seat, clapping non-stop, singing praises with all he got. While at the same time, he scans the theatre with his eyes in case some are not applauding.

He spots 4 guys laughing among themselves instead of giving attention to the beauty, his partner, on the stage.

RIP to them

JK

They attend the next show and this time those 4 men are among the ones appreciating (Y/N)

[mothmandibles]

Show us and tell us about you’re OCs :0! This is a threat if that is what gets us to hear about them :]

OK so today you get to learn about SOME GUYS from my story idea im callin Fear Corp rn . it's basically New Story that i'm taking all my lobocorp oc's and putting them into their new thing . general plot is that "This was a regular dumb office job where they process data in general about "what people are afraid of" . This is pretty valuable data considering people will Want it (lets say, if you want to make a horror game, you will want 2 know what people think is Very Scary, and not "lol stupid"...) But then shit gets bad LOL

Here is 4 guys they are all on the same Office Team. (Minmax uses any pronouns, Gabriella uses they/she/he, Eva uses she/he, Pippy uses they/them)

basically everyone in the corporation 'becomes' a 'fear'. so like fear of bodyhorror -> now this person can get lots of limbs and fucked up meat etc etc (You know poggers? their name is pippy now. this is them now.) . in fact pippy starts killing people and the office goes to shit as also everyone is slowly turning into a weird fucked up thing ! wuhoh.

EVA is the protagonist of the story . this is a video game btw. please imagine it as such. Eva is a very tired and didnt really like her coworkers in the first place so when shit hits the fan he's already very. tired.

And as everything goes to shit no matter how "WTF MAN! DUDE! WHAT THE FUCK! " Eva gets he will still be the first person to go out to explore the other office levels to check for survivors + to gather info on WTF just happened and why everyone is turning into shit now! Eva, has a heart of gold really, but she tries to be tough because well thats just how she is. But man he gets. so sick of it all sometimes.

ALSO: Eva thinks her power is 'slime', because whenever she gets hurt some 'weird slime' comes out. It's not slime. Eva's power is being the protagonist of a video game and being controlled, so "where there is a will, there's a way" (meaning, if the game will Want this to happen, it Will (example -> aw man i need a crowbar 2 open thing -> there will be a crowbar somewhere.) ) Anyways the 'slime' is literally just unrendered chunks of Eva coming out of her because the Player's will continues her to go forth even when his body literally cant handle it anymore but it doesnt really hurt or anything it's justkind of a Feature. anyways.

MINMAX is a very fun guy it's very jokester and then when things gets bad xe's like "OH. UH OH. NOT GOOD. (makes somejokes anyways)" <- but out of The rest of Eva's team, eva finds minmax the most bearable coz they CAN be serious and do have like. solid takes and ideas.

ALSO. minmax wears a cloth/bandage over their face because they got badly wounded there and... something started coming out. some Eldritch sort of shit that makes people lose their mind when they see it. so he has to cover it up. ...he can see fine out of it. .....tries not to think about that too much.

GABRIELLA is always "OH NO :( :( :( UH OH!!!! " all the time and is kind of freaking out. They are the youngest of this group. She just wanted everyone to get along and really though the rest of the team got along with eachother . but um. wuhoh.

ALSO: gabriella is a fuunny fungus

PIPPY is GOING THROUGH IT. The day all of this goes down, in the morning they did take someone's car and crash it into the building. Hope this helps.

ALSO: pippy's oldname was poggers. u might've seen this guy around before.

BTW i want to state. just because ppl Turn Into smthing doesnt mean they Turn Evil. like. a number of people are just normal about being a weird monster thing now. pippy (and a few others) are just. like that.

^Bonus Eva for the road.

[zanessaconfessions]

you know what frustrates me. Ever since I was a child I saw Gabriella as a Filipina. They never really talk about Gabriella's ethnicity until the third movie when she has the scene with her mom, where she calls her mija and says something in Spanish. But the thing is Vanessa doesn’t have any hispanic blood in her!

And its just- why is it so hard to let a filipino person be filipino ??? Like I get it if she did have some hispanic blood, BUT SHE DOESNT (according to google). And even if she did she has a full filipino mother. So why make her hispanic. I get we were colonized by Spain but WE’RE FILIPINO. Its like Southeast Asians cant just be Southeast Asians.

It meant the world to me when I was a little filipino girl seeing Gabriella as a Filipina, even to this day. REPRESENTATION MATTERS, the RIGHT representation matters! Anyways Gabriella Montez is a Filipina PERIODT

OMG ANON YOU READ MY 3 YEAR OLD MIND?!? LIKE NO I THOUGHT GABRIELLA WAS FILIPINO BEFORE

mainly because the last name ‘montez’ is considered as a filipino last name so i thought she was one and vanessa looked like a filipina before i even know she is one. SO IM VERY DISAPPOINTED THEY DIDNT DISCUSSED HER ETHNICITY MORE FNDJDJD.

[blookmallow]

i got really intensely involved in the dark brotherhood questline for a while, here’s part 2, wherein things ABSOLUTELY ALL GO TO SHIT 

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i literally just walked in, said hi to the soldiers, killed the target and left and nobody suspected a goddamn thing 

it was an imperial fort so everyone was just like “oh hi what’s up” lmao

that’s the really scary thing about medea is she’s not just a really good assassin, she has friends and connections all over skyrim. she doesn’t have to lie and bribe her way in to get at her targets. most of the time they invited her in themselves

my god ive killed 722 people now. thats more people than fuckin draugrs 

granted like almost all of them were just swarms of bandits or pirates or whatever but Still

also can u tell i dont know how to do a backstab :’) 

only 13 of them counted as murders though but thats still..... 13 confirmed murders

and yet i have somehow never been to jail, ever

also im really bad at pickpocketing lmao 

im good at every stealth thing except that for some reason

also the stolen horses were bandit horses, i didnt like. steal from a stable or something 

i felt really bad about killing anoriath because like, i know that guy, y’know, not Well, but i see him around whiterun all the time, 

elrindir didn’t see me do it (no one did, i got away with that one too) but occasionally his dialogue slips into shit like this as if he Knows so i think the game can’t quite figure out whether he knows what i did or not :’) 

im taking that as “he’s pretty fucking sure but he can’t prove it so he can’t do anything about it” which upsets me 

ANYWAY then i had to impersonate the gourmet in order to attempt to poison the emperor. because that’s the kind of life I’ve gotten myself into now, apparently,

thats a lil racist but ok 

also this is VERY uncomfortable given that my entire face is visible and like, my family lives in solitude, im a member of the imperial army, but, uh 

the temptation to say these ridiculous answers was ungodly but i did Not want to get found out lmao 

,,,,im. sure he is, 

i feel SO bad about this, this poor girl probably thought this was the opportunity of a lifetime, getting to meet the gourmet and cook for the emperor himself and now she’s just gonna be implicated in an assassination plot she had nothing to do with 

i haven’t been able to find her since all this happened i want to know what happened to her : ( she didnt deserve this 

hhhhhhhhhh

STEALS THE FUCKING EMPEROR’S CLOTHES AND RUNS 

oh

well. uh. fuck 

WAIT EXCUSE ME FUCKING WHAT 

so i just was caught attempting to murder the emperor of skyrim (and succeeding in murdering the emperor’s double, who was less important but also a real guy) and this guard caught me and tried to arrest me.... but then just.... let me go...... bc i asked nicely.... thanks bud

:’) 

so uh. we have a SITUATION now, and i ran off for the sanctuary the first chance i got. every goddamn thing was on fire 

WAIT FUCK.... VEEZARA!!!!!  NO......................

why did they take his clothes what the FUCK

not like this..... not like this 

OH NO THE SPIDER :( :( :( 

her name was lis.......... i never even knew 

i was getting INCREDIBLY frantic at this point, found gabriella dead too, couldn’t find astrid, festus, or babette anywhere (and assumed if babette was dead i probably would just hear about it later as they’d probably want to avoid showing a “child” corpse) 

NAZIR

THANK FUCKING GOD SOMEONE’S STILL ALIVE

BABETTE!!!!!

everything was destroyed. the whole place is in fucking ruins and i am so upset i was not remotely prepared for this to happen 

i still couldn’t find festus anywhere but babette and nazir were alright, and the night mother told me astrid was still alive somewhere 

but.

uh.

well,

jESUS FUCKING CHRIST 

she was the one who sold us out, all of this was her fault, everyone is dead because of her but somehow, especially seeing her like this, i cant bring myself to be angry 

she couldn’t have known this was going to happen, she wanted me dead but she was trying to protect the family

i was NOT prepared for shit to get this intense this was SUCH a shock (not in like, a ‘i needed a warning’ way just, wow, i have not been this completely thrown off guard by a game in a long time) 

i guess i have to, huh

it... doesn’t look like there’s any chance she could possibly come back from this, so. killing her now would be a mercy more than anything 

so i did it 

god. we could not have fucked this up any worse, huh. what a disaster 

so... this place is completely destroyed now, we’re moving to the dawnstar sanctuary

oh my FUCKING GOD!!!!!!!! NO!!!!!!!

i. found festus, i guess. god. i was almost hoping i could at least pretend maybe he got out somehow even if i never see him again but. that sure took out any possible room for doubt, huh

you dont fucking say 

[bleepblopbloop56]

A Prophecy: Den of Thieves au

Part one

Part two

Part three

Warnings: none i think??

Thank you @pathos-logical for helping me edit this! Legit wouldnt be the same without you dude!!!!

They had been at this for an hour. Logan was taking his time waltzing through the maze of shelves, grabbing anything that caught his eye. Occasionally he'd come across an artifact sprinkled in with the books on the shelves and shove it into his satchel without a second thought. Roman was sure the bag was magic; it had to be holding over thirty books by now, and it hadn't so much as grown an inch or weighed down Logan's shoulder even a little.

Roman watched the intruder intently as he ravaged the royal library, flinching at seeing decades’ worth of texts on folklore and science being haphazardly thrown into the man's bag.

“Not that one,” Roman interjected sharply when Logan picked up something worth more than his life. Logan simply made a face of annoyance and threw it back on the shelf without glancing back. It took enormous amounts of self-restraint to stand back and watch his castle get ransacked and picked apart by the vulture in blue.

“Can we please hurry this along?” Virgil snapped, looking up from the picture book he'd been absentmindedly flipping through to pass the time.

“That wasn't the agreement,” Logan said, drifting to another shelf and running his fingertips lightly over the book spines. “I'll give you two some privacy if you wish to have that oh-so-important talk your knight has been asking about for the past thirty minutes.” Without waiting for a response, Logan began taking long strides to the other side of the room, continuing his assault against the royal library.

“Where do I even start,” Roman mumbled under his breath, eyes locked on the floor.

“The beginning,” Virgil said, only having a second before he was whisked away to a table in the farthest corner of the library.

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“Before I start, I need you to swear to me you won't repeat any of this to anyone.” Roman looked him dead in the eyes with a seriousness that Virgil had never seen from him before.

“I promise,” Virgil said, taking one of his hands and holding it to his chest. Roman could feel Virgil shaking under his fingertips, the anxiety of this mission burning holes in his stability.

“Promise me not as Virgil, not as my boyfriend, but as my knight. I want you to take this as a direct order, do you understand?” Roman was being harsh- he knew Virgil would never speak a word of his secrets to the world- but he had to be safe.

Virgil dropped to the floor in a kneel, his head down and a hand over his heart.

“Yes, my prince. I vow not to speak of this to anyone,” he pledged quietly, not looking up until ordered to. A knightly vow was something Roman had never asked him to take. Direct orders were nothing to be messed with when it came to the prince, and Roman had never liked the thought of holding Virgil to one.

Roman took a deep breath and nodded, pulling Virgil up and into an apology kiss he happily reciprocated.

He reluctantly pushed himself away and pulled out a book- thankfully, it had been missed by Logan’s little shopping spree- that had been tucked away on the bottom shelf and ripped it open to a bookmarked page. On the old, brittle paper, there was a drawing of a woman holding two baby boys, all three with crowns on their heads.

The family portrait wasn't a happy one. Both babies were crying as a dragon in the background whisked away the smaller one from the queen's grasp. The writing opposite to the picture told the story of a wicked witch with legendary power who could transform into a dragon. A woman, the text said, who had been cursed by one of her many lovers to have a dark magical connection with her sister's children for her affair with the king of the kingdom.

“‘Angered by the woman's betrayal, her husband placed a curse on the king’s unborn children, linking them forever to her-’” Virgil read aloud before cutting himself off to address the prince directly. “Roman, what is this?” He moved to close the book before Roman caught his hand.

“Don't you see? What if… what if I have a brother, Virgil?” Roman’s eyes looked like they were pleading with him, begging him to see it too.

“It's just a story, Roma-”

“It's a prophecy!” Roman's chair shot back as he stood suddenly, reaching down into his boot and pulling out a paper. “These prophecies have predicted things like the fall of kingdoms. They've never been wrong, Virgil, and my mother-” He took another deep breath, quieting his shouts as he unfolded a piece of paper. “My mother… I found this in her jewelry box in the closet.” He visibly steeled himself for the next words. “It was the last diary entry she ever wrote.” Roman sat down and slid the sheet across the table to Virgil, placing his head in his hands and breathing heavily as if trying not to cry.

“‘The nurses are saying it's twins-’”

“Not out loud.” Roman winced like the words were painful to hear. Virgil closed his mouth and continued reading under his breath. It was embarrassing to admit that it was easier for him to read the words out loud, though he certainly wasn't alone in that- most knights were the same, assuming they could even read at all. Many dropped out of school to start training early or were pulled out by family like Virgil had been. Four generations of knights... Oh, how proud they'd been when Virgil was promoted. If only he'd been promoted for legitimate reasons and not because of his affair with the prince.

The nurses are saying it’s twins, and that they’ll be here any day now. William and I decided on the names: Roman and Patton if they are boys and Anne and Gabriella if they are girls, although I don't know what we'll do if it's one of each.

My sister has come in for their birth and is staying in the castle. I love her, but she's been acting strangely…

Virgil pried his eyes away from the page to look up at Roman.

“Not so crazy now, huh?” Roman laughed somewhat sadly. “I didn't even know I had an aunt… Dad refuses to speak to me about her even existing. I think he's hiding something.” Virgil met his eyes with something like pity shining behind them.

“Roman… You can't think you can find them.” Virgil's words carved their way into Roman’s heart, and he had to look away to lessen the blow.

“I have a brother. A brother I've never even met that's out there somewhere, and my aunt took him… she took him away from me.” Virgil thought he heard the footsteps of their guest nearby but said nothing, instead deciding to take Roman’s hand and hold it tight.

“Roman… What if you're risking your life for someone who's already dead?” Virgil didn't want to have to say it, but if the stories were true, then Roman didn't stand a chance, especially on his own.

“And what if he's out there and I didnt even try?! I have to go!” Roman was yelling now, standing and taking the page back, holding it close to his chest like it was all he had left of his brother.

“Then let me go with you.” Virgil made his way around the table, coming close to him and locking eyes. Roman’s eyes had always been more golden than brown, but Virgil’s... Virgil's were so dark they were nearly black. Dark holes that always bore into Roman’s soul and melted his heart.

“It's dangerous... No one can know where we're going. It's my duty to find out why my father kept this hidden for all these years... There must be a reason for it all.” Roman wrapped his arms around Virgil's waist and pulled him to his chest, needing him to be as close as possible. Virgil was his rock, and he desperately needed something to lean on right now.

“And what will I tell them when the prince is found dead? That his knight let him go off on his own and get killed? That I broke my oath to protect you? Roman, you have to take me.” Virgil was begging now. “If you insist on going off to get yourself killed, I'll be right there protecting you till the end… I love you.” Virgil had to stand on his toes to meet Roman’s mouth, a quick peck to prove a point before he pulled away and looked back into his eyes.

“I love you too…” Roman trailed off before squaring his shoulders. “Alright then, tonight.” A rainbow shone across their faces, stinging their eyes with light. They glanced over to find Logan nearby, inspecting a prism in the light from the window.

“Fascinating,” he whispered before dropping it into his bag and buckling it. “I presume I will be joining you on this silly little quest of yours? I accept your invitation.”

“Literally no one invited you,” Roman mumbled, voice soaked in annoyance and just loud enough for Logan to hear. His one-man-quest had suddenly turned into a journey of three, and he wasn’t all that happy about it.

“Don't make things harder than they need to be. Now, if you would kindly hand over the queen's sword, we may begin.” Logan held out his hand, looking at him expectantly. Virgil snickered and nudged Roman in the side, urging him to give up his sword.

“You're not coming,” Roman insisted even as he handed the sword to Logan.

“We'll see about that,” Logan smirked, setting the sword on the table and pulling out his spell book.

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Also some people asked to be tagged i think so

@Noodlesforlife13

@avacodos26 (okay apperently i cant tag you two????? Sorry)

@lowkeyvirgilobsessed

[bisexualsharpay]

Troypay, totally platonic

“Is that a smile I see?”

There may have indeed been a small smileplaying on Sharpay’s lips, but it immediately falls as she turns to her side toglare at the person standing beside her, his blue eyes dancing with mirth andamusement.

“No,” she says curtly, before turning backto what she was staring at.

Her beautiful daughter, her baby girl,dressed in white, a veil on her head and a radiant smile on her face as shedances with her new husband.

Sharpay can’t believe it. It seems likejust yesterday that she was holding that tiny bundle of pink in her arms,wondering if she’d ever make a good mother, and Sharpay vividly remembers that curseddecision she made to bring her baby girl back to Albuquerque after she had amental breakdown.

That move was the best thing that Sharpayhas done for Sabrina in many ways, as Sabrina found true happiness at East Highand she found love, and Sharpay should be ecstatic for her daughter. She reallyshould be.

However, there’s still a problem. Sabrinafound love with the son of Sharpay’s mortal enemies. Sabrina has now married aBolton.

Now Sharpay is going to share grandchildrenwith Troy Bolton and Gabriella Montez. She now shares family with them. As much as Troy and Gabriella have tried to burythe hatchet with her, Sharpay still can’t fathom the thought.

Therefore, while today should be one of thebest days of her life, being her daughter’s wedding, Sharpay is not in the bestmood. So Troy Bolton doesn’t need to be grinning at her like that, teasing her aboutsmiling inadvertently.

Troy and his wife and his son are thereason why she can’t enjoy her daughter’s wedding.

“I know you hate us, but you’re allowed tofeel happy for your daughter, Sharpay,” Troy says to her, and Sharpay sighs asshe continues to look at the happy newlyweds.

“I don’t hate you.”

Troy lets out a sound of disbelief and shelooks up at him again, shrugging casually as he raises his eyebrow at her. “Ireally don’t.”

“Your first reaction to their engagement wasto threaten to kill my son and letting him die a slow and painful death.”

“I congratulated them first,” Sharpay says,rolling her eyes, but feeling a small smile threaten to break out on her faceagain as she remembers everyone’s curious mixture of amusement and horror asshe detailed horrid ways to murder Anthony. “But I still don’t hate you. Gabriella,yes, but you, no. I’ve always liked you. I just didn’t like that you were in myway.”

Then, she lets out a humourless chuckle. “Youknow, I once wanted to marry you. I have no idea what I saw in you, though,besides popularity. I like you as a person, but you’re still so… you. Nooffense.”

“Hard not to take offense,” he comments,frowning for a second, before smiling that innocent, lopsided smile of his thatalways makes her roll her eyes with a strange fondness.

“You remember when you told me that we weremeant to sing together when I was working at Lava Springs?”

Furrowing her eyebrows, she nods. “Vaguely,yes.”

“That felt like a marriage proposal to me.I was literally imagining you in a wedding dress,” he says, before chucklingand shaking his head. “Can you imagine how horrible that would have been? Us,married?”

“Atrocious,” Sharpay agrees.

Troy continues to smile as he suddenlywraps his arm around her shoulder and points to Anthony and Sabrina. “We were aterrible match. They aren’t. They’re great for each other. Don’t you want thatfor your daughter? Someone who is good for her?”

With a wistful smile, she replies, “Ofcourse. I mean, I still don’t like him, but he’s a lot like you, so I guess hecan’t be that bad.”

“And she’s a lot like you, which means sheknows what she wants. And what she wants is clearly to be happy with him.”

“Stop being so preachy, Bolton,” Sharpayreplies, and both of them roll their eyes and laugh as they continue to watchtheir children.

Troy’s arm feels nice and comforting aroundher, and she can’t help but let her arms circle around his waist as they cuddlefor a small moment.

“I am happy for her,” she says as she laysher head on his shoulder, before sighing. “It’s just still a lot to take in.”

“Well, if it makes you feel any better, Ipromise to be a good grandfather to our grandchildren,” Troy replies cheekily, andbefore she can punch him like she so desperately wants to, he lets her go andquickly walks off in the direction of his wife.

“Stop ruining my life, Bolton!” Sharpayyells after him, and she rolls her eyes as Gabriella looks at her in alarm whileshe grabs onto Troy’s arm.

Troy, however, doesn’t seem to share thatwariness, for he just winks at Sharpay, which makes her roll her eyes again.

Yeah, she might like him. But he’s stillTroy Bolton. But she guesses she’ll have to learn to live with him. And she hasa feeling that won’t be as bad as she thinks it will be.

[amoriane]

They would see their fucking everywhere. Sarah said in their presence she aroused by violemce they would nod with so fucking understanding look and then blurting out how rape arouses them too. Causing me to squeeze my eyes shit and facepalming, feeling so much of fury it cant fucking fit in me, such a scorn, disgust, my soul filled with black goo of despair and flow of tears were running like a brook on my blackened mourning crying soul, with image of such disgusting and pathetic display of spiritual ugliness of people around us forever kept in there like a seminaked, tatters clad body of hanged whore in fathers secret chambers of dark delight and dirty, hips pushing, joy. This act of father pushing his hips, his cock burying into some secret hiden victim in his clladestine den was in her mind covered with the same goo her she imagined world around her being filled with each timevshe dwelling on the fact of how many dangerous creatures are lurking everywhere.

Sarah has meant BATTLES for the Gods sake!!!

And ye battles at least bear practicsl purpose and they indeed are cleansing, not boring and gross as orgies Abraham and other catamites like to compare my angry bloodletting episodes with

 

So thats probably a good thing my swan preferred to rivaling gladiators through battle skills instead of pounding women slits.

Gabruelle cast look to the sid, seeing Commodus gruntin, clearly absorbed by his job of soiling his fallen idol. This one id actually another thing - he only need it - she caught a glimpse of pinkish column of flesh hammering into battered body, with Commodus himself looking calmer now, holding and kissing his hysterical wounded prey, then continue moving slippery thing, again visible turning on.

Gabriella quickly thought that will be nice is Lucilla would live to give birth to a child insered like this. Gabrielle would love this child as precious memorabilia of her longtime rival being subdied finally. She shook her head - even in pregnant state the woman was too dangerous to give in yo temptation to keep her alive as a breeding mare likeness of hers supposed to be instead of bossing around, getting into politics and being worshipped. Gabrielle cringed at the image of how Commodus was fawning over someone so worthless and unappreciating just As I used to be with Abraham she reminded herself sourly, feeling ashamed and foolish but at the same time happy it was now in past and relieved that Commodus's own obsession was pretty similar and just like her he managed to get oblver it - though in his case he is doing it in much more spectacular way she thought turning her head into the direction, where he was continue his ritualistic copulation as a gesture of no longer bowing and submitting to her foe.

 

And in my love for Commodus they saw me craving to have his cock inside me slit, while that was my desire to be in company of someone who care what Im talking about, someone who would listen and wouldnt annoy me with demands to show cunt and breasts.

 

In my disdain to Lucilla they saw either that I want Maximus cock all for myself or Commodus cock for myself. While it was more than enough that she was so much like Zacharia and other patriotic idiots of my land of origin with her talk about Maximus being honorable - in my presence, with me already having witnessed what those honorable people like him did in conqured cities.

 

Well, there was no evidence Maximus did that too, of course among soldiers not everyone are doing this themselves or approving that being done.

 

But there wasnt any evidence he didnt either. So that would be wise to stick to assumption he did. Cause if you dont know anything for sure then it would be wise to expect the worst.

 

And regardless if he did that or not - the very fact that when talking about his honour and greatness no one would be bothering to say he didnt do such thing, the very fact they dont see any significance concerning an aspect of his opinion on gruesome treatment towards civilians, espexially women was....unnerving to say the least

 

And downright disgusting concerning the fact, that though consantly displaying their believe that the question is how honorable great heroes acted with enemies women is of no importance and all in all those women deserving this and that soldiers needs to comfort themselves like this shall be understood....all those people are sincerely awaiting compassion of likeness of those women whose brutalizing they labeled as insignificant thing or something which shall be seen as neccesary means of comfort for their tormentors

Platitudes or rather what sounded like platitudes can actually be truthfull...bearing a meaning and interpratation differs from what people usually imagine when dismissing the platitudes as something not truthfull

Platitudious may sound that if I say we are together, meant for each other," together as one against all others"* just how disgusting it sounded...but the thing is as stupid and snivelly it sounds that actually truthfull in our case. But not in a way one could imagibe initially: our together as one against all others is actually has nothing to do with llust mistaken for love, or out of gentleness and care for each other, readiness to sacrifice our lives for one snother. No, we can actually hate each other and resent each other. But because of circumstances we just had no choice but to stick together because of how similar our wounds and enemies are. So together as one against all others is about us but not as a foolish immature "loves" of some dumb teens - instead is like among soldiers who may hate each other but had to work together and eventually developing sort of devotion for one another just to fucking survive, to fight of, - not to just complying to foollish lustfull whims

And when she would say she is in love and there is no one like him they would say love isnt exist, you can always find another cock" because they believed she meant the kind of "love" and "beloved one" their fuckers of Maximus likeness who would screw any whore who would preach about cock in mouth is love, neccessity and achievement in front of someone who havent had a cock in mouth due to be able to put off decent fight on several occasions when likeness of Maximus was persistent and fierce about gifting her with all this love and pleasure against her wishes.

And who would launch at anyone for daring to disrespect a whore

With Gabrielle that was another deal - he doesnt saw her the way he has seen Lucilla - as something unreachable, intimidating, something godlike. Gabrielle was his equal instead, close to him hence why he felt at easy with her and now knowing he could tell her everything and she would listen. Her replies were also a far cry from I dont know. He dudnt feel foolish or dirty or small or soiling himself with her

Gabrielle grinned wide, even showing her teeth which wasnt very common for her - her pale green eyes were glowing cruelly she was delightfull not only at her foes downfall but also by her swan's improvement - the fact he has been fawning over the slut but fucked her only after managing to shook off from illusions which was making him love her - only then he did fuck her.

This was another confirmation for her theory that love and fucking isnt actually the same thing and she was fdelightfull to see he finally began realising it

She faced him stroking his face grinning widely in approval. She sat to her hunches watching him in admiration in her mind eyes it was liking being in bewitched forest and watching golem being formed from brown goo of clay into something perfect something worthy to be loved she was like Pigmalion

She now didnt hold grudge, she now understood his pain he felt upon learning of Lucilla fucking Maximus - she felt the same when Abraham married a courtesan. Mind still blurring with misplaced infatuation she cannot see that they actually was a perfect couple just as Lucillla with Maximus. She could always see it clearly cobcerning Lucilla snd Maximus but now she realised Commodus couldnt - he blamed Maximus and couldnt bring himself to let go of Lucilla just as Gabrielle couldnt see that Abraham was no better than the courtesan and also wont able to let go of him

Those false idols do not hold power over them anymore, they couldnt intimidate then and deceiving them. They can see through their talk of honour, their calling them monsters or insane could cause only laughter and contempt. They couldnt also making them feel remorse on those who didnt bother to show remorse to them or anyone ekse they dont like

To not feel any shame, to not feel any remorse - thats what real freedom is, I feel grey ashen wings appearing behind me back, the happy grin appearing on my marble white face and gleam lighting up my narrow green eyes we no longer subservant to out false idols

 

They harmed those they dont like with no shame - ok, but whybthey would call us monsters after this and believing we are going to fall for it instead of bellowing in laughter? They harmed those they dont like with no remorse - thats ok, but why do they not expecting us to act the same

We dont have any readon to love them. Well, we used to love some of them. But we loved not them, instead we loved the ones we thought them to be. As soon as the illusion's haze pulled up away from them, baring them to what they are the love no longer there.

 

Together as one sounds like platitude but thats true. Because interpration is nothing as what some might imagine at those words.

 

The phrase is truthfull but it bears meaning different from what you may think it is.

There are no gentleness actually, no sex, no selflessness, no foolishness. It is just we both fight off and break free from illusions used to torment us and leading us to our doom. We saved each other to save ourselves. There is no gentleness, sex, foolishness, selflessness. There are survival, there are clear mind, there are fighting for our own right not to feel any shame and remorse ehich is nothing but our own paradise

It looks humble for now, snowed white clearing spot among this swamp of monsters.

but with bewitched forest around us He kissed me, I leaned to him eagerly in acceptance, we were standing there for a while each in their own thoughts. We needed to process our revealayions and acceot them. Need to work through brown liquidic filling of our innerselves. With neely appeared connection running like black caterpillar through it "You know thats funny how you managed to get a boner and put it into an action only after you stopped adoring her" I said outloud, chuckling. He frowned but he didnt look angry, more like contemplating and unsure, but ready to understand and open to listen

"I mean" I decided to elaborate "That hard cock of yours is yet another prove love and fucking are two opposite things. And the difference between you and Maximus - you are not going to rush with revenge at anyone who would harm a woman just cause there was your cock in you. Thats your virtue of emperor" I pecked his cheeck, he was stilll frowning, look more gloomy, again not angry. But even more contemplating. Ye he needs a lot to think over

That was like rape - a way you would feel dirty while the filth wasnt yours: that they compared your slaying those who was calling you a monster and expecting your remorse despite harm they inflicted to you and others - thats not different how they nodded with understanding when Sarah said she turns on by violence and then it turns out they meant rape while she meant battles. Or how they thought the reason our grudge for Lucilla is jealousy of cock enteting her while you didnt like how she would call someone great and honorable despite him brutalizing girls, the fsct the rat was plotting behind my back to destroy one of the people people who dont see me as a cunt and boobs or how they said love is not exist cause their fucker didnt thought that they sucking him means he now owed to protect them while when you said you are in love you meant you found someone as hated and scorned as you are someone who interested in your thoughts

All in all the manipulation with feeling of guilt just turned out to be anither fucking worthless thing who tbhought itself entitled to rule everything - just as Lucilla

They failed and only made a gool of themselves. Just as actual rapists with their fashion of fawning over whores.

 

Like whores who so hurted we are not going to believe their bullshit that the raoists who fawned over them are honorable. That we believe whores can be allowed into politics. That we believe some whore has right to judge someone, that we believe whores deserving remorse after refusing to step in brutalizing girls, not to mention her fashion ti kabel that rapist adls great and honorable

We were like inverted Adam and Eve - instead of defending a woman for she sucked him he decided to slay a woman as soon as he decided to fuck her. Or rather he decided to fuck her the time he decided to slay her. And I always loved only the ones I cannot get laid with

Our forbidden fruit looked at me as heart Lucillas heart. I now realised why I would see red roses from my wedding each time I thought about fuckers avenging whores. Those roses are symbolizing what they would call love And another crimson flowers, the one causes me admiration flowers formed by her blood '- those are symbolising our freeing of them

We were dancing in circles around each other, memories sweet of Sarah would come out occasionally. Though she may not here, he can be a replacement "There is nothing wrong with harming someone they dislike However what unforgivable is not what they harmed someone but that they believe everyone even foes are going to be kind to them despite you have never kind to him

"

"Oh ye like I said political views are transporting in sexual transition way" Sarah pointed out, when Gabrielle talk to her about her amusement at how one of nobles had his views as they were due to his wife bearing these views.

 

So relevant now, can be said about my situation. She remembered some of idiots from the court was putting on another ugly display of their lack of knowledge of how she was like - by voicing his laughable seroius and devastatingly solid assurenes about how her marriage may cause spreading truthfull religion throughout the land.

She wanted to laugh, to cry, to threw them from the cliff, facepalming from such naive idiocy. She is still was very puzzled and confused upon trying to solve this tiddle:"How the religion - even if I was still a sincere follower of it - can be spread by me being given out for slavery and fucking? Well he is not interested in my cunt but jn my thoughts, yes...The problem is - they didnt have idea if that, they were expecting him to fuck me, to enslave him just as likeness of Maximus would do. They did believe he would be shoving into my cunt. And how on earth him shoving into my cunt will be serving him to absorb my ideas? People just beyond me with their thinking ideas can be travelling from cunt through the cock violating it. Or maybe they were expecting me to talk about truthfull religion while he was pounding in my cunt? Well, I knew religious men are perverted - well, not only them, those opposing them are the same, but with their love to preach of chastity thats highlighing their depravity, just as Lucilla's and Zacharia's talk of soldiers honor are highlighing uglyness of what those soldiers did to enemy's women - but this just too much. Sarah's pointing out that in the sick realm of those weird beasts ideas are spreading through the cunt and cock like syphilis was a balm to the aching wound, adding missing piece of a mosaics, helping hand to support her from falling into abyss. And she did remember Maximus likeness and others who would brutalizing her in marriage just as on battlefield, indeed would be listening to those who would suck tem. Commodus was opposite however - him listening to Lucilla until he lost his false believes about her and took her as result, with him still listening Gabrielle, her cunt he ignored - was another helpfull hand

"Do not be likeness of theirs" she bellowed with laughter spraying saliva in reply 'I would be your likeness if I were remorsefull to you and your kind, betraying your victims, myself, my kind as result. Thats ok to be remorsefull to yourself and your kind but to expect those you are preying on to be remorsefull to you and your kind as well. Standing up to you, excusing you, justifying and overlooking your misdeeds to myself and my kind thats too much"

 

The grey goo of the trick of theirs, the illusion created cracked, baring the monsters who naively believes she still believe they have right to label someone a monster while she have seen what they really like. It was like seeing glowing red orb of hot iron or sacrificial bloodleting through the dark matter - looked like a mess of twigs - of monster's body. Like sacrificial blood in greedy cruel idol or like torturous heat inside copper bull

The illusion crumbled, trial passed. Grey goo filling her up, come out through her spitting out grey slug and approaching woman of their kind to show the fact I have breaking free from illusions, which the woman slongside with them were counting on

"It is like situation of - kill a beaver to save a tree" Gabrielle almost hear it like it being said by Sarah rignt now, the words, theirs meaning were hugging her like soft thick furs at winter

'Ye, either we feel remorse to them or their victims. Considering we are closer to later than former the choice is obvious to us. To themm as well they of course would be insusting they and their likeness are valuable, precious and shall not being harmed....the problem is they sure we think the same that we choose their wellbeing among our oen abd their victims. The thought we may just like them being caring to ourselves and our likeness isnt occur yo them

The slaught women bodies in dark scarlet sticky liquid looked seemed to be like flowers around too, the good kind of flowers - those she saw Lucilla's blood is likeshe felt her soul opened to him, for he was the one of the few seeing her for what she was. Others saw her as one of them she found that amusing how they would belittling her, seeking to harm her, rape her, trample her while being sure she was one of them. They still thought she is into the truthfull religion, that she is still believes they have right to call someone a whore or a monster while they were in her eyes covered in shit and tumbled down idols, no longer listened to but still believing to hold power over those who long severed ropes, and have seen their fucking and carnage . Still believing her to care for their opinion, approval and wellbeing, while for her they were deeply rotten wood to be cut down

Catamites saw their dumb fucking for the sake of fucking in her own slaught of those of the catamites' likeness. So what? They saw "at least she is not afraid of cocks anymore" in her pure spiritual infatuation caused by the man interested in her thoughts rather then her flesh everyone else saw her as.. They saw" you are just unhappy your mom dont let you being fucked" in her sadness and despair she felt upon seeing all the brutalizing under bullshit about honor, virtue and moral, not to mention she has never been fucked due to put a llot of struggling against those, likeness of which they still believed to be someone she craved to be with

Comparing my art of spilling out the pain and anger long harbouring in my, growing into rose sharished by me like arc of testament by our creepy head priest or a magical rose from beauty and the beas. Rose made of fire, comparing me slaying those who sought to undermine me under pretense of false care, to put me to shame, to indulge into sick phantasies under pretense of honor and virtue. Comparing me severing hand of corrupted priests who forcred girls to their knees before his fat body, drowned in orgy but daring to preach me about "not everyone is capable of leading righteous life. How about you stop drinking, cursing, showing interest into filthy pagans cults. Hard isnt it?" Comparing me severing arm of this scum and severing head of a courtesan who was preaching me about I suppose to respect cocksuckers - why shall I if Im not a cocksucker myself and not likeness of this priest or Maximus? - comparing this to their fucking for the sake of fucking - why the fuck it suppose to put me to shame? With same succes I can be put to shame by bitches spreading crap about reason of my bad blood with Lucilla is her "stealing" Maximus cock from me while it wad due to her incessant attempt to undermine me with addition to my natural hatred to the ones who like to defend their rapist of a boyfriend and preaching about them being great and honotable despite all things they did to women of enemy line. Why no one would say the reason of my dislike to Zacharia is that he stole some fucker from me too? Or that Im craving to have his wife in between my legs?

 

Thats funny how each time I couldnt bear it anymore and would say Im into girls - when another idiot would talk with so much asureness and confidence about me like Im like Lucilla or that courtesan so fucking craving for cock "you said your beauty is a curse because you have nearly been raped by thugs but thats good thing too ...you must be have had a lot of suitors" - well, aside from the fact it is a bit, well not a bit but a lot idiotical to talk about having a lot of 'suitors" hence those who desire to fuck me like it is a thing supposing to make me urinate from joy and happiness despite Ive just mentioned being nearly raped by thugs like about thing Im not fucking happy at all, not to mention that even if there are lots of "suitors" attracted solely by my appearance...why the fuck shall I be happy about having "suitors" who saw only tits and face rather than me and my thoughts - well aside from all of this why the fuck everyone about me so sure I want to be fucked by a man if it was actually something very alien thing for me to want? Not to mention that was one of things alongside with being stoned to death by decision of our priests - which Ive been afraid of since the very childhood

 

Well I couldnt bear it, I told him why the fuck I shall want suitors if I wanted brides. And he of course couldnt not to say:"well it is a good thing then that you are going to leave to Rome If you that kind of woman you must be happier and more comfortable there" Well, not that Im not glad he didnt say I shall burn in hell or be stoned to death for this but fuck - how on earth leaving to Rome is helpfull why my preferences have anything to do with my place of living if ALL those who sought to destroy me had no idea about what Im - what my thoughts of religion are and that I actually into women they also had no idea

Well, there is no priest sneaking their noses everywhere and plotting, and enhancing idiotical rules my father so approval about despite even mother and sister would voicing their disdain but having no power and means to change anything. But still not that much of difference, same plotting, same stucking noses into not their business, same debauch with audacity to speak of honor and morale. Same:"he put his cock in me I enjoyed now Im going to preach of his honour and greatness and to excuse all his horrible deeds to others" seriously, she did deserve it, to have what she advocating towards others her betters, to be performed on her precious self with sincere dumb believe Im going to rescue, to hit Commodus head with a jug...thats simply astonishing. And:"this bitch suck me off on her own accord. Smiled, acting happily, ready to swing with her tail if she had one. Now Im going to unleash my anger at emperor who got her killed, to woman who hit her for she dared to reprimand her for cursing right after sucking me happily, at boy who dared to tell her to fuck off when she reprimanding him for disrespecting his father without even knowing his father and the fact his father like to talk to everyone including his son about her being nasty drunkard of a whore"

Ye, Im offended greatly by slaughter of my sexworshipping foes is compared to disgusting rape of a virgin girl by two bitches akin to Lucilla - for the girl wanted to go out with a guy they both wanted. Ye Im offended at how whrn Sarah voiced her having thing for viollence they decided she is talking about rape.

 

Thats desecrating of my temple, thats bold judge of my character altigether with complete lack of knowledge of my person - all in one single act. They are giggling, mocking, taunting, rdiculing...pointing all of this at something they believed me to be, something completely allien to me. So I safely praying in my mind temple, still holding dagger in my hand over altar, everything yelllow either from sand or darkness constantly surrounding me and occasionall overflowing me like blood escaped from the wound upon breaking of skin. That darkness is indeed like blood is allways here, inside of me, always lurking, waiting, ready. Bursting out at particularly offencing moments - again like blood at moments of wounding

I used to be so angry at him "you are sticking to your love like a hen to a rotten egg" but I was to be about Abraham, how humilated and hurt and furious I was each time someone would calling me out at this

Now I feel sorry and guilty for hurting him the same - now when I realize the similarity. Another connection, so firm, sticky, persistent like swamp, or tar, or thugs arms. And he looked at me so vulnerable

I used to be so angry and confused when Abraham chosen courtesan. I felt too high if him and so I didnt understand why did he pick someone so pathetic and filthy...in fact he was like her. And the one who wont pick likeness of hers was that godlike being who eas existing in my mind only

 

I wonder if he no longer wanted to kill Maximus like I wanted to kill her. I can imagine how hurt he was over Lucilla picking Maximus, he was thinkinh of her as ahe was divine. Now only scorn has left from him to her just as from me to Abraham

How fooled, embarassed we both were, he saw sommeone to hold on to, rely on, to find consolation in, to confide in someone who was nothing but a filthy whore aking to Abrsham's courtesan who has been fucked by hundreds of those she doesnt even like and yet keeping her nose up like she was a queen which was hard to understand and to take seriously considering how many times Gabrielle would see what whores are doing, she saw all those kneeled disheveled girls in streets with cum in their opebed mouth, moaning while being pounded into, with cock if some disgusting creature breaking into them. Gabrielle didnt feel judgemental to these girls, she mostly feel sorry and sometimes turning on upon imagining herself with them kn fucker's place. However when likeness of the courtesan or Lucilla would act so arrogant speaking so fucking condescending and demanflding Gabrielle cant help but always imagining yhem kneeling in cum on thrir mouth so all their solemn talks never served anything but to make her burts in bellowing laughter with sliding to the floor from all these fits which were always increasing by the sight of cumstricken "queen" in question would mske an agitated face clearly wounded abd frustrated at failing to make an impression of someone authorative and reverend

They were simply in despair, like drowning

Their embarasment was earned however and lessons werent learned

To think he searched comfort and understanding from sorry whore, which in her mind eyes were a straw doll filled with shit. That was reminding her one of courtesans were talking with outrage and disapproval of some guy they invited with intention to fuck dared to talk of his emotional life and worries instead just like Commodus did for this whore - why guys like that are always had to be at whores' side while I get likeness of Maximus who just like those whores dont care for my emotional life but just for my cunt instead - and also how one of my allies mentioned me Abraham took with him some toilet licking stepfatherfucked whore to gathering of some cladestine cult where the head priest was preaching that insects have more worth and right to exist than humanjty and whore eventually agreed. The lady didnt have bad intentions with that facepalm causing story of hers, she was telling this embarassing, nausea inducing perversity, ridiculous thing which made me choke on my drink, feeling like my brain is swirling, twisting disbelief, nausea familar feeling of huge overwhelming cloudy, dirty grey with pinkish tint to it mass inside of me, overwhelming inside of me, i facepalmed and muffled my frustrated snarl full of despair. It is rumored one of my predeccessor claimed she has swallowed a harp, dont know if she really made such claims and what did she mean if so - but now i indeed feel like i have just swallowed something not supposed to fit in, something so solid, with edges, corners, as always - brown and covered in black liquiued my despair looked like in my mind eyes. Seriously - to confide with this to a whore? I asked after moments of managing to overcome it Abd to think Commodus did essentially the same. Men not only have a thing for defending whores, they also have a thing toshare with them such a fucking high, spiritual, philosophic matters oh god help me, thats so crazy, the world is so sick

Seriously, what kind of world we live in? Such a spiritual gems talk in style of Cicero writing being gifted to some fuckdolls. Decent girls like me treated like whores. Fuckers like Maximus and our priests stick to us, gentle sensible guys like Commodus to fuckdolls. I see it how they would be citing Cicero and talking romantically like Orpheus to Euridica - to some cumdumpster. While fuckers would approach with their 'show your cunt" to decent girls. Cumdumpsters acting like dominas with slaves and yet being shocked I refused to show dread and remorse at Commodus decided to finally give them treatment which they actually deserving unlike those girls.

They wont step in, they would defend their fuckers, would label them as great and honorable

Yet was exoecting me to feel remorse

Indeed justice being served...

If I said I have desire which is hard to achieve whores would be sure Im talking about desire to be fucked by Maximus likeness while desire would be never fuvking meet his likeness and likeness of this rabid cumeater I could see her as a snarled rabid predatory mouth of beast conered in blood samiva and cum

 

If I said I dont like idea of sex for the sake of sex and preffered something completely different they decided Im talking about marriage while I talked about love

If I said Im in love they decided Im fucked

If I said there is a man who is unique and irreplaceble for me they decided Im talking about another likeness of Maximus, of thugs who have attacked me, of fhose who demamnded to see my cunt While I was talking about someone with interest to my thoughts rather than my flesh

If I said I dislike some woman they decided thats because Im envious for she is being pounded by a savage likeness of which has never fucked me because Ive put giantic efforts to fight them off While I was talking about her annoying habit of labeling as "honorable" and "great" one one of those whose honour I saw in form of naked bloodied forms of girls and women violated in a way that I didnt throw up only cause my stomach is too stubborn

And when I was careless enough to say I prefer to drink by myself cause thats not easy relax while in presence of others - in front of catamite. The catamite nodded in understanding and said so sincerelly:"but you wrong even in company it is possible cause you can lock up with fucker and to fuck there with no disturbance" that was so nauseous it was hurt I wanted to snarl I wanted to cry. That was so much like when Sarah said she turns on by violence meaning battle carnage and courtesan with same sincere understanding AGREED and care to elaborate:"I turns on by idea of rape as well"

And thats what kind of people me and Commodus used to be in love, used to be ready to launch at anyone who would say an ill word of them, ghats whose touch we have been craving for, thats whom we used to admire.

But it wasnt THEM!!!!!! That was an illusion existing in our heads only and thankfully it went crumbled alongside with our believe people like them had right to judge us or anyone!!!! The Satan decided it wasnt enough continue to confuse us, to put us through another trial by creating a dangerous haze of this illusion, beautifull illusion casting follishly onto something so worthless

Something which has nothing to do with what illusion forced us to see

Just as they thought us to be something we have nithing to with. But if they continue to keep on this illusion, existing in their mind only.

We have cured of this dangerous desease. We have cleaned out this venomous balls of soil-like wet dirt akin to poisoned thorns

Now we freed of them, we have each other and memories if Sarah's balsamic words as holy spurit blessing us and supporting us akin to guardian angel. Thats our personal paradise with reddish-pink roses with bloody, skinned jaw of evil below, which always waiting and lurking

Her holy spirit is like nymph dancing in this bewitched forest, covering us with white, soft embrace of her ghostly presence

With their expectanse we are going to believe