Brutus

So, with a heavy hard, I'll guide my dagger into the heart of my enemy.

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

I kiss thy hand, but not in flattery, Caesar;

Though I feel the endless pain of being and I am scorched by the Sun. Of humble origins and born of the cursed sex; my name is Brutus, but the people will call me Rex.

Although my loyalty was to Caesar for years.. I love Rome more.

Brutus speaks: "... Hello?"

Off of Character: Helloooo!

Rules and Warnings

No explicit NSFW.

Suggestive comments are fine.

DMs are open for chatting, but not private RP

There might be triggering elements such as...

Mild gore.

Suggestive topics.

Swear words.

Substance use.

Tags..!

Restore greatness to Rome..~ 🔪 — Plotting against Caesar.

I too have a destiny..~ 🩸 — Interactions.

May the Gods strike me down if I forsake you..~ 🕯 – Interactions with Caesar.

Something wicked this way comes..~ 🕸 – Angst.

Hey, I know you..!

My emperor, Caesar – @thrice-given-the-crown .

Yayy, friends! – @best-praetor-peregrinus .

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

*As ghost Ceasar looked at Brutus traveling to Egypt.... it brought back memories*

You always seem to hate me on the way to Egypt huh?

~ @thrice-given-the-crown

Brutus had stayed silent for most of the journey, mainly because it'd be a bit weird to talk to his ghost 'friend' when he wasn't even sure if he was there.

"It seems like it. But I'd say it is you who hates my guts this once, my friend."

Was he being sarcastic? Absolutely. He didn't find amusement in being reminded of such a vulnerable time of theirs.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

well you did kill me.... *he put his hand down and it actually landed on Brutus's... he could feel Brutus's hand.... he looked up trying to meet Brutus eyes to see if he realized it too*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

For a moment, the former senator could've sworn he felt something other than chills. He just.. couldn't believe that he could actually feel Caesar's hand touching him. Yikes.

"I.. I thought you-"

He stumbled over his words, taking a moment to think about the implications. It wasn't a comforting thought, that was for sure. After all, he had killed him.. and he might want revenge.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he just stared at Brutus for a minute before taking his other hand and touching Brutus shoulder and laughing in glee* I CAN FEEL YOU BRUTUS! I CAN FEEL YOU!!!

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"Yeah.. how delightful."

He answered, now wondering if he should start sleeping with a salt circle around his bed. What if the late emperor decided to strangle him? Or put a pillow over his head while he slept? That was a risk he couldn't take just yet.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*Ceasar was ecstatic! There was so much he could do again! He'd give Brutus a very cold hug and a kiss on the cheek. He wasnt meaning it any way just excited.*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

Quite frankly, he was expecting being punched in the face at the very least.. not that. It showed by the way he just stared at Caesar like he had seen a ghost (get it?).

"There was no need to do that."

He declared, but who was he kidding? He hadn't gotten over his death, much less what they had once shared.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he stared at Brutus frowning* you never got over the letter did you.... its why you killed me... why you hate me still... be honest

*he missed those days, when Brutus still looked at him with that look... not the pained one he does now. Why did he miss him so much.... he was supposed to just be using Brutus... thats what he always told himself. But death makes you rethink things and.... hes now realizing that was not just it....*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"What..?!"

Brutus was.. offended, to say the least. Did he really just say that? That he had killed him over their affair?! What a fucking nerve that man had, even in death he couldn't escape his ego.

"I might have not gotten over whatever the hell we had, but I did NOT kill you over that! It was no passional crime!"

What he failed to mention was that it had been the last thing he needed to actually have the balls to pick up that dagger. He wasn't going to tell him about it, not now or ever.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

i thought we were happy! You stabbed me in the back after telling me you loved me literally! Do you know how much that hurt??? Maybe you were right maybe i was using you somewhat but trust me when i say i cared and care about you way more then i ever wanted to..... was Egypt all a trick?

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"You were using me anyway. You can put all those fancy labels on top of it, it won't change the facts."

The former senator was beyond enraged at this point — those words hurt like hell, as if he were the one getting stabbed multiple times. First he assumed it was over passion, and now he was the one being acussed of deceiving the other? That was fucking rich.

"I genuinely loved you. As blind as I was over it, I couldn't deny you were becoming a dictator in all its glory! I had to put an end to it, and you refused to listen to any of our pleas. You left us no choice!"

[thrice-given-the-crown]

YOU ACT LIKE I DIDNT LOVE YOU TOO! *he found himself blurting out.... oh shit he really meant that.....*

Yes i was blind but you fucking murdered me! Which is the worst crime! Theres always a choice! You gave up on me! You say you loved me but you gave up on me and stabbed me in the back! Do you know what that felt like!? Dying. Nit even just dying! But dying at your lovers own hand! *well... no taking any of that wording back*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

Brutus tried to take a deep breath, he really was trying to keep the conversation somewhat productive instead of making pointless yelling at each other out of it. But how could he stay calm when he was being framed as a heartless bastard who killed the person he loved?

"Don't you dare call me that when you just admitted to using me! I wasn't your 'lover' and we both know it. I was just one of your stupid whores, and for what?! Just to embrace you from time to time?!"

He yelled back, not buying a single word that came out of his late emperor's mouth. Seriously, this was getting exhausting.

"I know I messed up by killing you. I've been walking on eggshells since that happened! Believe it or not, I'm trying to redemn myself. You think I'd come all the way here if I wasn't?! Of course not! The least thing I want is to see your real lover and your stupid son!"

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he backs away knowing Brutus was right... finally ready to relent.... until the last part. Anger flared in him* HOW DARE YOU BRING HIM INTO THIS! FINE YES I USED YOU! BUT TRUST ME YOU WERE MORE THEN THAT OR WE WOULDNT BE STANDING HERE RIGHT NOW! NOW SHUT THE FUCK UP ABOUT MY SON! I really did love you.... i didnt realize it yet... but i did....

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"You're not here because you want to, stop that non-sense! You're here because your damn soul can pass on to the afterlife for whatever reason!"

He wasn't ready to stop just yet. Perhaps it was how much pride he had swallowed that eventually because poison — which he had finally gathered the courage to spill as if he were to die if he didn't.

"I'll bring whoever the hell I want into this. I was the one bearing with your bullshit all along — not Cleopatra or whatever that bastard's name is — even then I tried to convince Cassius there were other ways of fixing this mess. But guess he was right, after all. You wouldn't have stopped, no matter how much we begged you to!"

[thrice-given-the-crown]

BECAUSE ITS ATTACHED TO YOU! Whether i like it or not my soul is yours! Because you were my dying thoughts!

Course you trusted Cassius more then me. Cassius just wanted to keep all the power for himself. He used you too. You make it to easy Brutus. Welcome to politics!

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

As much as he wanted to keep fooling himself regarding that matter, he knew he was going from one pool of snakes to another. The thought alone sent a pang of frustration to his chest. He really was alone, then.

"It is not because you were in love, it was because you resented me those last seconds. I don't blame you for it! Hell, I would've probably hated me too!"

He would probably need a drink or two after this.. he felt so drained in every sense. It wasn't like it was new, it just intensified after this mess got to him.

"Please, you and Cassius are the two faces of the same coin! Even if I were to look amongst the others, I'd find the same currency anyway! There's no escape in that aspect, I fucking know it!"

[thrice-given-the-crown]

.... i dont think i could ever hate you.... yes i was angry but i was angry because of how much it hurt that it was you....

Then stand up for yourself! Stop letting yourself be used!

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

He was tempted to follow the advice, just like he always did. But it also became contradictory — wasn't this exactly what he was being warned about? A false sense of comfort from someone who had offered him what little he needed in a vulnerable moment.. he was a bit too familiar with it.

"You don't get it."

With that, he decided not to press this matter any further. He just couldn't. In fact, he even decided to open one of the bottles of wine he had brought with him. He just needed a fucking break.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

what dont i get Brutus!? I get that i treated you horribly. I get that i apparently loved you..... maybe we could try again....? I have nothing to gain anymore. I'm at your beck and call now.

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

The former senator was in the middle of chugging down a bottle of wine when the words reached his ears. The mere thought made him choke on his liquor. His deceased friend was certainly full of surprises... some stranger than others. And, to be honest, he wasn't sure this one was a pleasant one.

"What..?!"

He coughed out, torn between thinking of a response and wipping off the red liquid falling from his mouth still. In the end, he did both in order.

"What the- How would that even work..?!"

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he would focus and grab Brutus hand laying a kiss on it* we can figure that out together.... i miss what we had....

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

At that precise moment, Brutus felt the familiar sensation of losing track of logical reasoning. It was a feeling he was relatively familiar with, one that came without warning and always caused him endless trouble. However, how could he remember him if he couldn't even remember his name?

"I still think it'd be quite weird.. you're dead, after all."

He mentioned, as if looking for any sort of reasoning as to why it'd be fine to do this. For all he knew, Caesar could be a hallucination product of grief, which would also mean it wouldn't really affect anyone.

"Then again, the whole thing was weird on itself."

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he comes closer. Wishing he could just be back to normal.... back in that bedroom that first night they werent drunk.... the first time he actually remembered anything....* one kiss? I would like to feel something again.....

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

If he had had someone to tell about everything that had happened between him and the late emperor, they would surely have told him he was an idiot for having forgiven him so many times. Fortunately or unfortunately for him, there was no such person to make him understand that he was about to commit a great idiocy.

".. Fine, I'm not sure about trying again, though."

Yeah, that was about all his attempt of holding onto the little dignity he had left, which was close to none.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he mustered up what strength he had and kissed Brutus as passionately as he could. It would be a rather cold sensation but it would work*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

Shivers ran down his spine, whether caused by his emotions or by the fact that his lover was a ghost was almost insignificant compared to his need for affection. He hated himself for falling into the same trap again and again, for being worse than a starving man finding the rotting carcass of an animal. He hated not being able to say no, and he loved the momentary pleasure that came with receiving what seemed like genuine love. He was really hopeless, wasn't he?

"We can make it work.."

He mumbled against the ghosts' lips, before pulling away. He was far too embarrassed to comment on what had just happened, knowing he probably looked like a madman to any other person who might have seen him kiss the air.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

We... can? *a smile would twist on his lips. This was the best he had felt in so long. He wished he could just hold Brutus.... he would have to work on it...* I'll work on growing stronger for you.... *he would try to hold Brutus check. His hand fading in and out of physicality*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

While yes, the former senator was still rather hesitant regarding if it'd be moral to do this or not, he couldn't really bring himself to doubt himself any further. It wouldn't really be worth the time.

"You really shouldn't worry about it. You've got eternity to learn."

He wasn't sure what would happen once Caesar managed to control whatever habilities he had, or if he'd be able to interact with other people once he did. He just hoped things would actually go well from now on.

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

*As ghost Ceasar looked at Brutus traveling to Egypt.... it brought back memories*

You always seem to hate me on the way to Egypt huh?

~ @thrice-given-the-crown

Brutus had stayed silent for most of the journey, mainly because it'd be a bit weird to talk to his ghost 'friend' when he wasn't even sure if he was there.

"It seems like it. But I'd say it is you who hates my guts this once, my friend."

Was he being sarcastic? Absolutely. He didn't find amusement in being reminded of such a vulnerable time of theirs.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

well you did kill me.... *he put his hand down and it actually landed on Brutus's... he could feel Brutus's hand.... he looked up trying to meet Brutus eyes to see if he realized it too*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

For a moment, the former senator could've sworn he felt something other than chills. He just.. couldn't believe that he could actually feel Caesar's hand touching him. Yikes.

"I.. I thought you-"

He stumbled over his words, taking a moment to think about the implications. It wasn't a comforting thought, that was for sure. After all, he had killed him.. and he might want revenge.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he just stared at Brutus for a minute before taking his other hand and touching Brutus shoulder and laughing in glee* I CAN FEEL YOU BRUTUS! I CAN FEEL YOU!!!

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"Yeah.. how delightful."

He answered, now wondering if he should start sleeping with a salt circle around his bed. What if the late emperor decided to strangle him? Or put a pillow over his head while he slept? That was a risk he couldn't take just yet.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*Ceasar was ecstatic! There was so much he could do again! He'd give Brutus a very cold hug and a kiss on the cheek. He wasnt meaning it any way just excited.*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

Quite frankly, he was expecting being punched in the face at the very least.. not that. It showed by the way he just stared at Caesar like he had seen a ghost (get it?).

"There was no need to do that."

He declared, but who was he kidding? He hadn't gotten over his death, much less what they had once shared.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he stared at Brutus frowning* you never got over the letter did you.... its why you killed me... why you hate me still... be honest

*he missed those days, when Brutus still looked at him with that look... not the pained one he does now. Why did he miss him so much.... he was supposed to just be using Brutus... thats what he always told himself. But death makes you rethink things and.... hes now realizing that was not just it....*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"What..?!"

Brutus was.. offended, to say the least. Did he really just say that? That he had killed him over their affair?! What a fucking nerve that man had, even in death he couldn't escape his ego.

"I might have not gotten over whatever the hell we had, but I did NOT kill you over that! It was no passional crime!"

What he failed to mention was that it had been the last thing he needed to actually have the balls to pick up that dagger. He wasn't going to tell him about it, not now or ever.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

i thought we were happy! You stabbed me in the back after telling me you loved me literally! Do you know how much that hurt??? Maybe you were right maybe i was using you somewhat but trust me when i say i cared and care about you way more then i ever wanted to..... was Egypt all a trick?

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"You were using me anyway. You can put all those fancy labels on top of it, it won't change the facts."

The former senator was beyond enraged at this point — those words hurt like hell, as if he were the one getting stabbed multiple times. First he assumed it was over passion, and now he was the one being acussed of deceiving the other? That was fucking rich.

"I genuinely loved you. As blind as I was over it, I couldn't deny you were becoming a dictator in all its glory! I had to put an end to it, and you refused to listen to any of our pleas. You left us no choice!"

[thrice-given-the-crown]

YOU ACT LIKE I DIDNT LOVE YOU TOO! *he found himself blurting out.... oh shit he really meant that.....*

Yes i was blind but you fucking murdered me! Which is the worst crime! Theres always a choice! You gave up on me! You say you loved me but you gave up on me and stabbed me in the back! Do you know what that felt like!? Dying. Nit even just dying! But dying at your lovers own hand! *well... no taking any of that wording back*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

Brutus tried to take a deep breath, he really was trying to keep the conversation somewhat productive instead of making pointless yelling at each other out of it. But how could he stay calm when he was being framed as a heartless bastard who killed the person he loved?

"Don't you dare call me that when you just admitted to using me! I wasn't your 'lover' and we both know it. I was just one of your stupid whores, and for what?! Just to embrace you from time to time?!"

He yelled back, not buying a single word that came out of his late emperor's mouth. Seriously, this was getting exhausting.

"I know I messed up by killing you. I've been walking on eggshells since that happened! Believe it or not, I'm trying to redemn myself. You think I'd come all the way here if I wasn't?! Of course not! The least thing I want is to see your real lover and your stupid son!"

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he backs away knowing Brutus was right... finally ready to relent.... until the last part. Anger flared in him* HOW DARE YOU BRING HIM INTO THIS! FINE YES I USED YOU! BUT TRUST ME YOU WERE MORE THEN THAT OR WE WOULDNT BE STANDING HERE RIGHT NOW! NOW SHUT THE FUCK UP ABOUT MY SON! I really did love you.... i didnt realize it yet... but i did....

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"You're not here because you want to, stop that non-sense! You're here because your damn soul can pass on to the afterlife for whatever reason!"

He wasn't ready to stop just yet. Perhaps it was how much pride he had swallowed that eventually because poison — which he had finally gathered the courage to spill as if he were to die if he didn't.

"I'll bring whoever the hell I want into this. I was the one bearing with your bullshit all along — not Cleopatra or whatever that bastard's name is — even then I tried to convince Cassius there were other ways of fixing this mess. But guess he was right, after all. You wouldn't have stopped, no matter how much we begged you to!"

[thrice-given-the-crown]

BECAUSE ITS ATTACHED TO YOU! Whether i like it or not my soul is yours! Because you were my dying thoughts!

Course you trusted Cassius more then me. Cassius just wanted to keep all the power for himself. He used you too. You make it to easy Brutus. Welcome to politics!

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

As much as he wanted to keep fooling himself regarding that matter, he knew he was going from one pool of snakes to another. The thought alone sent a pang of frustration to his chest. He really was alone, then.

"It is not because you were in love, it was because you resented me those last seconds. I don't blame you for it! Hell, I would've probably hated me too!"

He would probably need a drink or two after this.. he felt so drained in every sense. It wasn't like it was new, it just intensified after this mess got to him.

"Please, you and Cassius are the two faces of the same coin! Even if I were to look amongst the others, I'd find the same currency anyway! There's no escape in that aspect, I fucking know it!"

[thrice-given-the-crown]

.... i dont think i could ever hate you.... yes i was angry but i was angry because of how much it hurt that it was you....

Then stand up for yourself! Stop letting yourself be used!

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

He was tempted to follow the advice, just like he always did. But it also became contradictory — wasn't this exactly what he was being warned about? A false sense of comfort from someone who had offered him what little he needed in a vulnerable moment.. he was a bit too familiar with it.

"You don't get it."

With that, he decided not to press this matter any further. He just couldn't. In fact, he even decided to open one of the bottles of wine he had brought with him. He just needed a fucking break.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

what dont i get Brutus!? I get that i treated you horribly. I get that i apparently loved you..... maybe we could try again....? I have nothing to gain anymore. I'm at your beck and call now.

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

The former senator was in the middle of chugging down a bottle of wine when the words reached his ears. The mere thought made him choke on his liquor. His deceased friend was certainly full of surprises... some stranger than others. And, to be honest, he wasn't sure this one was a pleasant one.

"What..?!"

He coughed out, torn between thinking of a response and wipping off the red liquid falling from his mouth still. In the end, he did both in order.

"What the- How would that even work..?!"

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he would focus and grab Brutus hand laying a kiss on it* we can figure that out together.... i miss what we had....

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

At that precise moment, Brutus felt the familiar sensation of losing track of logical reasoning. It was a feeling he was relatively familiar with, one that came without warning and always caused him endless trouble. However, how could he remember him if he couldn't even remember his name?

"I still think it'd be quite weird.. you're dead, after all."

He mentioned, as if looking for any sort of reasoning as to why it'd be fine to do this. For all he knew, Caesar could be a hallucination product of grief, which would also mean it wouldn't really affect anyone.

"Then again, the whole thing was weird on itself."

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he comes closer. Wishing he could just be back to normal.... back in that bedroom that first night they werent drunk.... the first time he actually remembered anything....* one kiss? I would like to feel something again.....

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

If he had had someone to tell about everything that had happened between him and the late emperor, they would surely have told him he was an idiot for having forgiven him so many times. Fortunately or unfortunately for him, there was no such person to make him understand that he was about to commit a great idiocy.

".. Fine, I'm not sure about trying again, though."

Yeah, that was about all his attempt of holding onto the little dignity he had left, which was close to none.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he mustered up what strength he had and kissed Brutus as passionately as he could. It would be a rather cold sensation but it would work*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

Shivers ran down his spine, whether caused by his emotions or by the fact that his lover was a ghost was almost insignificant compared to his need for affection. He hated himself for falling into the same trap again and again, for being worse than a starving man finding the rotting carcass of an animal. He hated not being able to say no, and he loved the momentary pleasure that came with receiving what seemed like genuine love. He was really hopeless, wasn't he?

"We can make it work.."

He mumbled against the ghosts' lips, before pulling away. He was far too embarrassed to comment on what had just happened, knowing he probably looked like a madman to any other person who might have seen him kiss the air.

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

*As ghost Ceasar looked at Brutus traveling to Egypt.... it brought back memories*

You always seem to hate me on the way to Egypt huh?

~ @thrice-given-the-crown

Brutus had stayed silent for most of the journey, mainly because it'd be a bit weird to talk to his ghost 'friend' when he wasn't even sure if he was there.

"It seems like it. But I'd say it is you who hates my guts this once, my friend."

Was he being sarcastic? Absolutely. He didn't find amusement in being reminded of such a vulnerable time of theirs.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

well you did kill me.... *he put his hand down and it actually landed on Brutus's... he could feel Brutus's hand.... he looked up trying to meet Brutus eyes to see if he realized it too*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

For a moment, the former senator could've sworn he felt something other than chills. He just.. couldn't believe that he could actually feel Caesar's hand touching him. Yikes.

"I.. I thought you-"

He stumbled over his words, taking a moment to think about the implications. It wasn't a comforting thought, that was for sure. After all, he had killed him.. and he might want revenge.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he just stared at Brutus for a minute before taking his other hand and touching Brutus shoulder and laughing in glee* I CAN FEEL YOU BRUTUS! I CAN FEEL YOU!!!

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"Yeah.. how delightful."

He answered, now wondering if he should start sleeping with a salt circle around his bed. What if the late emperor decided to strangle him? Or put a pillow over his head while he slept? That was a risk he couldn't take just yet.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*Ceasar was ecstatic! There was so much he could do again! He'd give Brutus a very cold hug and a kiss on the cheek. He wasnt meaning it any way just excited.*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

Quite frankly, he was expecting being punched in the face at the very least.. not that. It showed by the way he just stared at Caesar like he had seen a ghost (get it?).

"There was no need to do that."

He declared, but who was he kidding? He hadn't gotten over his death, much less what they had once shared.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he stared at Brutus frowning* you never got over the letter did you.... its why you killed me... why you hate me still... be honest

*he missed those days, when Brutus still looked at him with that look... not the pained one he does now. Why did he miss him so much.... he was supposed to just be using Brutus... thats what he always told himself. But death makes you rethink things and.... hes now realizing that was not just it....*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"What..?!"

Brutus was.. offended, to say the least. Did he really just say that? That he had killed him over their affair?! What a fucking nerve that man had, even in death he couldn't escape his ego.

"I might have not gotten over whatever the hell we had, but I did NOT kill you over that! It was no passional crime!"

What he failed to mention was that it had been the last thing he needed to actually have the balls to pick up that dagger. He wasn't going to tell him about it, not now or ever.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

i thought we were happy! You stabbed me in the back after telling me you loved me literally! Do you know how much that hurt??? Maybe you were right maybe i was using you somewhat but trust me when i say i cared and care about you way more then i ever wanted to..... was Egypt all a trick?

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"You were using me anyway. You can put all those fancy labels on top of it, it won't change the facts."

The former senator was beyond enraged at this point — those words hurt like hell, as if he were the one getting stabbed multiple times. First he assumed it was over passion, and now he was the one being acussed of deceiving the other? That was fucking rich.

"I genuinely loved you. As blind as I was over it, I couldn't deny you were becoming a dictator in all its glory! I had to put an end to it, and you refused to listen to any of our pleas. You left us no choice!"

[thrice-given-the-crown]

YOU ACT LIKE I DIDNT LOVE YOU TOO! *he found himself blurting out.... oh shit he really meant that.....*

Yes i was blind but you fucking murdered me! Which is the worst crime! Theres always a choice! You gave up on me! You say you loved me but you gave up on me and stabbed me in the back! Do you know what that felt like!? Dying. Nit even just dying! But dying at your lovers own hand! *well... no taking any of that wording back*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

Brutus tried to take a deep breath, he really was trying to keep the conversation somewhat productive instead of making pointless yelling at each other out of it. But how could he stay calm when he was being framed as a heartless bastard who killed the person he loved?

"Don't you dare call me that when you just admitted to using me! I wasn't your 'lover' and we both know it. I was just one of your stupid whores, and for what?! Just to embrace you from time to time?!"

He yelled back, not buying a single word that came out of his late emperor's mouth. Seriously, this was getting exhausting.

"I know I messed up by killing you. I've been walking on eggshells since that happened! Believe it or not, I'm trying to redemn myself. You think I'd come all the way here if I wasn't?! Of course not! The least thing I want is to see your real lover and your stupid son!"

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he backs away knowing Brutus was right... finally ready to relent.... until the last part. Anger flared in him* HOW DARE YOU BRING HIM INTO THIS! FINE YES I USED YOU! BUT TRUST ME YOU WERE MORE THEN THAT OR WE WOULDNT BE STANDING HERE RIGHT NOW! NOW SHUT THE FUCK UP ABOUT MY SON! I really did love you.... i didnt realize it yet... but i did....

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"You're not here because you want to, stop that non-sense! You're here because your damn soul can pass on to the afterlife for whatever reason!"

He wasn't ready to stop just yet. Perhaps it was how much pride he had swallowed that eventually because poison — which he had finally gathered the courage to spill as if he were to die if he didn't.

"I'll bring whoever the hell I want into this. I was the one bearing with your bullshit all along — not Cleopatra or whatever that bastard's name is — even then I tried to convince Cassius there were other ways of fixing this mess. But guess he was right, after all. You wouldn't have stopped, no matter how much we begged you to!"

[thrice-given-the-crown]

BECAUSE ITS ATTACHED TO YOU! Whether i like it or not my soul is yours! Because you were my dying thoughts!

Course you trusted Cassius more then me. Cassius just wanted to keep all the power for himself. He used you too. You make it to easy Brutus. Welcome to politics!

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

As much as he wanted to keep fooling himself regarding that matter, he knew he was going from one pool of snakes to another. The thought alone sent a pang of frustration to his chest. He really was alone, then.

"It is not because you were in love, it was because you resented me those last seconds. I don't blame you for it! Hell, I would've probably hated me too!"

He would probably need a drink or two after this.. he felt so drained in every sense. It wasn't like it was new, it just intensified after this mess got to him.

"Please, you and Cassius are the two faces of the same coin! Even if I were to look amongst the others, I'd find the same currency anyway! There's no escape in that aspect, I fucking know it!"

[thrice-given-the-crown]

.... i dont think i could ever hate you.... yes i was angry but i was angry because of how much it hurt that it was you....

Then stand up for yourself! Stop letting yourself be used!

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

He was tempted to follow the advice, just like he always did. But it also became contradictory — wasn't this exactly what he was being warned about? A false sense of comfort from someone who had offered him what little he needed in a vulnerable moment.. he was a bit too familiar with it.

"You don't get it."

With that, he decided not to press this matter any further. He just couldn't. In fact, he even decided to open one of the bottles of wine he had brought with him. He just needed a fucking break.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

what dont i get Brutus!? I get that i treated you horribly. I get that i apparently loved you..... maybe we could try again....? I have nothing to gain anymore. I'm at your beck and call now.

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

The former senator was in the middle of chugging down a bottle of wine when the words reached his ears. The mere thought made him choke on his liquor. His deceased friend was certainly full of surprises... some stranger than others. And, to be honest, he wasn't sure this one was a pleasant one.

"What..?!"

He coughed out, torn between thinking of a response and wipping off the red liquid falling from his mouth still. In the end, he did both in order.

"What the- How would that even work..?!"

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he would focus and grab Brutus hand laying a kiss on it* we can figure that out together.... i miss what we had....

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

At that precise moment, Brutus felt the familiar sensation of losing track of logical reasoning. It was a feeling he was relatively familiar with, one that came without warning and always caused him endless trouble. However, how could he remember him if he couldn't even remember his name?

"I still think it'd be quite weird.. you're dead, after all."

He mentioned, as if looking for any sort of reasoning as to why it'd be fine to do this. For all he knew, Caesar could be a hallucination product of grief, which would also mean it wouldn't really affect anyone.

"Then again, the whole thing was weird on itself."

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he comes closer. Wishing he could just be back to normal.... back in that bedroom that first night they werent drunk.... the first time he actually remembered anything....* one kiss? I would like to feel something again.....

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

If he had had someone to tell about everything that had happened between him and the late emperor, they would surely have told him he was an idiot for having forgiven him so many times. Fortunately or unfortunately for him, there was no such person to make him understand that he was about to commit a great idiocy.

".. Fine, I'm not sure about trying again, though."

Yeah, that was about all his attempt of holding onto the little dignity he had left, which was close to none.

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

*As ghost Ceasar looked at Brutus traveling to Egypt.... it brought back memories*

You always seem to hate me on the way to Egypt huh?

~ @thrice-given-the-crown

Brutus had stayed silent for most of the journey, mainly because it'd be a bit weird to talk to his ghost 'friend' when he wasn't even sure if he was there.

"It seems like it. But I'd say it is you who hates my guts this once, my friend."

Was he being sarcastic? Absolutely. He didn't find amusement in being reminded of such a vulnerable time of theirs.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

well you did kill me.... *he put his hand down and it actually landed on Brutus's... he could feel Brutus's hand.... he looked up trying to meet Brutus eyes to see if he realized it too*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

For a moment, the former senator could've sworn he felt something other than chills. He just.. couldn't believe that he could actually feel Caesar's hand touching him. Yikes.

"I.. I thought you-"

He stumbled over his words, taking a moment to think about the implications. It wasn't a comforting thought, that was for sure. After all, he had killed him.. and he might want revenge.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he just stared at Brutus for a minute before taking his other hand and touching Brutus shoulder and laughing in glee* I CAN FEEL YOU BRUTUS! I CAN FEEL YOU!!!

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"Yeah.. how delightful."

He answered, now wondering if he should start sleeping with a salt circle around his bed. What if the late emperor decided to strangle him? Or put a pillow over his head while he slept? That was a risk he couldn't take just yet.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*Ceasar was ecstatic! There was so much he could do again! He'd give Brutus a very cold hug and a kiss on the cheek. He wasnt meaning it any way just excited.*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

Quite frankly, he was expecting being punched in the face at the very least.. not that. It showed by the way he just stared at Caesar like he had seen a ghost (get it?).

"There was no need to do that."

He declared, but who was he kidding? He hadn't gotten over his death, much less what they had once shared.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he stared at Brutus frowning* you never got over the letter did you.... its why you killed me... why you hate me still... be honest

*he missed those days, when Brutus still looked at him with that look... not the pained one he does now. Why did he miss him so much.... he was supposed to just be using Brutus... thats what he always told himself. But death makes you rethink things and.... hes now realizing that was not just it....*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"What..?!"

Brutus was.. offended, to say the least. Did he really just say that? That he had killed him over their affair?! What a fucking nerve that man had, even in death he couldn't escape his ego.

"I might have not gotten over whatever the hell we had, but I did NOT kill you over that! It was no passional crime!"

What he failed to mention was that it had been the last thing he needed to actually have the balls to pick up that dagger. He wasn't going to tell him about it, not now or ever.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

i thought we were happy! You stabbed me in the back after telling me you loved me literally! Do you know how much that hurt??? Maybe you were right maybe i was using you somewhat but trust me when i say i cared and care about you way more then i ever wanted to..... was Egypt all a trick?

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"You were using me anyway. You can put all those fancy labels on top of it, it won't change the facts."

The former senator was beyond enraged at this point — those words hurt like hell, as if he were the one getting stabbed multiple times. First he assumed it was over passion, and now he was the one being acussed of deceiving the other? That was fucking rich.

"I genuinely loved you. As blind as I was over it, I couldn't deny you were becoming a dictator in all its glory! I had to put an end to it, and you refused to listen to any of our pleas. You left us no choice!"

[thrice-given-the-crown]

YOU ACT LIKE I DIDNT LOVE YOU TOO! *he found himself blurting out.... oh shit he really meant that.....*

Yes i was blind but you fucking murdered me! Which is the worst crime! Theres always a choice! You gave up on me! You say you loved me but you gave up on me and stabbed me in the back! Do you know what that felt like!? Dying. Nit even just dying! But dying at your lovers own hand! *well... no taking any of that wording back*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

Brutus tried to take a deep breath, he really was trying to keep the conversation somewhat productive instead of making pointless yelling at each other out of it. But how could he stay calm when he was being framed as a heartless bastard who killed the person he loved?

"Don't you dare call me that when you just admitted to using me! I wasn't your 'lover' and we both know it. I was just one of your stupid whores, and for what?! Just to embrace you from time to time?!"

He yelled back, not buying a single word that came out of his late emperor's mouth. Seriously, this was getting exhausting.

"I know I messed up by killing you. I've been walking on eggshells since that happened! Believe it or not, I'm trying to redemn myself. You think I'd come all the way here if I wasn't?! Of course not! The least thing I want is to see your real lover and your stupid son!"

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he backs away knowing Brutus was right... finally ready to relent.... until the last part. Anger flared in him* HOW DARE YOU BRING HIM INTO THIS! FINE YES I USED YOU! BUT TRUST ME YOU WERE MORE THEN THAT OR WE WOULDNT BE STANDING HERE RIGHT NOW! NOW SHUT THE FUCK UP ABOUT MY SON! I really did love you.... i didnt realize it yet... but i did....

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"You're not here because you want to, stop that non-sense! You're here because your damn soul can pass on to the afterlife for whatever reason!"

He wasn't ready to stop just yet. Perhaps it was how much pride he had swallowed that eventually because poison — which he had finally gathered the courage to spill as if he were to die if he didn't.

"I'll bring whoever the hell I want into this. I was the one bearing with your bullshit all along — not Cleopatra or whatever that bastard's name is — even then I tried to convince Cassius there were other ways of fixing this mess. But guess he was right, after all. You wouldn't have stopped, no matter how much we begged you to!"

[thrice-given-the-crown]

BECAUSE ITS ATTACHED TO YOU! Whether i like it or not my soul is yours! Because you were my dying thoughts!

Course you trusted Cassius more then me. Cassius just wanted to keep all the power for himself. He used you too. You make it to easy Brutus. Welcome to politics!

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

As much as he wanted to keep fooling himself regarding that matter, he knew he was going from one pool of snakes to another. The thought alone sent a pang of frustration to his chest. He really was alone, then.

"It is not because you were in love, it was because you resented me those last seconds. I don't blame you for it! Hell, I would've probably hated me too!"

He would probably need a drink or two after this.. he felt so drained in every sense. It wasn't like it was new, it just intensified after this mess got to him.

"Please, you and Cassius are the two faces of the same coin! Even if I were to look amongst the others, I'd find the same currency anyway! There's no escape in that aspect, I fucking know it!"

[thrice-given-the-crown]

.... i dont think i could ever hate you.... yes i was angry but i was angry because of how much it hurt that it was you....

Then stand up for yourself! Stop letting yourself be used!

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

He was tempted to follow the advice, just like he always did. But it also became contradictory — wasn't this exactly what he was being warned about? A false sense of comfort from someone who had offered him what little he needed in a vulnerable moment.. he was a bit too familiar with it.

"You don't get it."

With that, he decided not to press this matter any further. He just couldn't. In fact, he even decided to open one of the bottles of wine he had brought with him. He just needed a fucking break.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

what dont i get Brutus!? I get that i treated you horribly. I get that i apparently loved you..... maybe we could try again....? I have nothing to gain anymore. I'm at your beck and call now.

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

The former senator was in the middle of chugging down a bottle of wine when the words reached his ears. The mere thought made him choke on his liquor. His deceased friend was certainly full of surprises... some stranger than others. And, to be honest, he wasn't sure this one was a pleasant one.

"What..?!"

He coughed out, torn between thinking of a response and wipping off the red liquid falling from his mouth still. In the end, he did both in order.

"What the- How would that even work..?!"

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he would focus and grab Brutus hand laying a kiss on it* we can figure that out together.... i miss what we had....

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

At that precise moment, Brutus felt the familiar sensation of losing track of logical reasoning. It was a feeling he was relatively familiar with, one that came without warning and always caused him endless trouble. However, how could he remember him if he couldn't even remember his name?

"I still think it'd be quite weird.. you're dead, after all."

He mentioned, as if looking for any sort of reasoning as to why it'd be fine to do this. For all he knew, Caesar could be a hallucination product of grief, which would also mean it wouldn't really affect anyone.

"Then again, the whole thing was weird on itself."

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

*As ghost Ceasar looked at Brutus traveling to Egypt.... it brought back memories*

You always seem to hate me on the way to Egypt huh?

~ @thrice-given-the-crown

Brutus had stayed silent for most of the journey, mainly because it'd be a bit weird to talk to his ghost 'friend' when he wasn't even sure if he was there.

"It seems like it. But I'd say it is you who hates my guts this once, my friend."

Was he being sarcastic? Absolutely. He didn't find amusement in being reminded of such a vulnerable time of theirs.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

well you did kill me.... *he put his hand down and it actually landed on Brutus's... he could feel Brutus's hand.... he looked up trying to meet Brutus eyes to see if he realized it too*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

For a moment, the former senator could've sworn he felt something other than chills. He just.. couldn't believe that he could actually feel Caesar's hand touching him. Yikes.

"I.. I thought you-"

He stumbled over his words, taking a moment to think about the implications. It wasn't a comforting thought, that was for sure. After all, he had killed him.. and he might want revenge.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he just stared at Brutus for a minute before taking his other hand and touching Brutus shoulder and laughing in glee* I CAN FEEL YOU BRUTUS! I CAN FEEL YOU!!!

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"Yeah.. how delightful."

He answered, now wondering if he should start sleeping with a salt circle around his bed. What if the late emperor decided to strangle him? Or put a pillow over his head while he slept? That was a risk he couldn't take just yet.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*Ceasar was ecstatic! There was so much he could do again! He'd give Brutus a very cold hug and a kiss on the cheek. He wasnt meaning it any way just excited.*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

Quite frankly, he was expecting being punched in the face at the very least.. not that. It showed by the way he just stared at Caesar like he had seen a ghost (get it?).

"There was no need to do that."

He declared, but who was he kidding? He hadn't gotten over his death, much less what they had once shared.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he stared at Brutus frowning* you never got over the letter did you.... its why you killed me... why you hate me still... be honest

*he missed those days, when Brutus still looked at him with that look... not the pained one he does now. Why did he miss him so much.... he was supposed to just be using Brutus... thats what he always told himself. But death makes you rethink things and.... hes now realizing that was not just it....*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"What..?!"

Brutus was.. offended, to say the least. Did he really just say that? That he had killed him over their affair?! What a fucking nerve that man had, even in death he couldn't escape his ego.

"I might have not gotten over whatever the hell we had, but I did NOT kill you over that! It was no passional crime!"

What he failed to mention was that it had been the last thing he needed to actually have the balls to pick up that dagger. He wasn't going to tell him about it, not now or ever.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

i thought we were happy! You stabbed me in the back after telling me you loved me literally! Do you know how much that hurt??? Maybe you were right maybe i was using you somewhat but trust me when i say i cared and care about you way more then i ever wanted to..... was Egypt all a trick?

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"You were using me anyway. You can put all those fancy labels on top of it, it won't change the facts."

The former senator was beyond enraged at this point — those words hurt like hell, as if he were the one getting stabbed multiple times. First he assumed it was over passion, and now he was the one being acussed of deceiving the other? That was fucking rich.

"I genuinely loved you. As blind as I was over it, I couldn't deny you were becoming a dictator in all its glory! I had to put an end to it, and you refused to listen to any of our pleas. You left us no choice!"

[thrice-given-the-crown]

YOU ACT LIKE I DIDNT LOVE YOU TOO! *he found himself blurting out.... oh shit he really meant that.....*

Yes i was blind but you fucking murdered me! Which is the worst crime! Theres always a choice! You gave up on me! You say you loved me but you gave up on me and stabbed me in the back! Do you know what that felt like!? Dying. Nit even just dying! But dying at your lovers own hand! *well... no taking any of that wording back*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

Brutus tried to take a deep breath, he really was trying to keep the conversation somewhat productive instead of making pointless yelling at each other out of it. But how could he stay calm when he was being framed as a heartless bastard who killed the person he loved?

"Don't you dare call me that when you just admitted to using me! I wasn't your 'lover' and we both know it. I was just one of your stupid whores, and for what?! Just to embrace you from time to time?!"

He yelled back, not buying a single word that came out of his late emperor's mouth. Seriously, this was getting exhausting.

"I know I messed up by killing you. I've been walking on eggshells since that happened! Believe it or not, I'm trying to redemn myself. You think I'd come all the way here if I wasn't?! Of course not! The least thing I want is to see your real lover and your stupid son!"

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he backs away knowing Brutus was right... finally ready to relent.... until the last part. Anger flared in him* HOW DARE YOU BRING HIM INTO THIS! FINE YES I USED YOU! BUT TRUST ME YOU WERE MORE THEN THAT OR WE WOULDNT BE STANDING HERE RIGHT NOW! NOW SHUT THE FUCK UP ABOUT MY SON! I really did love you.... i didnt realize it yet... but i did....

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"You're not here because you want to, stop that non-sense! You're here because your damn soul can pass on to the afterlife for whatever reason!"

He wasn't ready to stop just yet. Perhaps it was how much pride he had swallowed that eventually because poison — which he had finally gathered the courage to spill as if he were to die if he didn't.

"I'll bring whoever the hell I want into this. I was the one bearing with your bullshit all along — not Cleopatra or whatever that bastard's name is — even then I tried to convince Cassius there were other ways of fixing this mess. But guess he was right, after all. You wouldn't have stopped, no matter how much we begged you to!"

[thrice-given-the-crown]

BECAUSE ITS ATTACHED TO YOU! Whether i like it or not my soul is yours! Because you were my dying thoughts!

Course you trusted Cassius more then me. Cassius just wanted to keep all the power for himself. He used you too. You make it to easy Brutus. Welcome to politics!

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

As much as he wanted to keep fooling himself regarding that matter, he knew he was going from one pool of snakes to another. The thought alone sent a pang of frustration to his chest. He really was alone, then.

"It is not because you were in love, it was because you resented me those last seconds. I don't blame you for it! Hell, I would've probably hated me too!"

He would probably need a drink or two after this.. he felt so drained in every sense. It wasn't like it was new, it just intensified after this mess got to him.

"Please, you and Cassius are the two faces of the same coin! Even if I were to look amongst the others, I'd find the same currency anyway! There's no escape in that aspect, I fucking know it!"

[thrice-given-the-crown]

.... i dont think i could ever hate you.... yes i was angry but i was angry because of how much it hurt that it was you....

Then stand up for yourself! Stop letting yourself be used!

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

He was tempted to follow the advice, just like he always did. But it also became contradictory — wasn't this exactly what he was being warned about? A false sense of comfort from someone who had offered him what little he needed in a vulnerable moment.. he was a bit too familiar with it.

"You don't get it."

With that, he decided not to press this matter any further. He just couldn't. In fact, he even decided to open one of the bottles of wine he had brought with him. He just needed a fucking break.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

what dont i get Brutus!? I get that i treated you horribly. I get that i apparently loved you..... maybe we could try again....? I have nothing to gain anymore. I'm at your beck and call now.

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

The former senator was in the middle of chugging down a bottle of wine when the words reached his ears. The mere thought made him choke on his liquor. His deceased friend was certainly full of surprises... some stranger than others. And, to be honest, he wasn't sure this one was a pleasant one.

"What..?!"

He coughed out, torn between thinking of a response and wipping off the red liquid falling from his mouth still. In the end, he did both in order.

"What the- How would that even work..?!"

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

*As ghost Ceasar looked at Brutus traveling to Egypt.... it brought back memories*

You always seem to hate me on the way to Egypt huh?

~ @thrice-given-the-crown

Brutus had stayed silent for most of the journey, mainly because it'd be a bit weird to talk to his ghost 'friend' when he wasn't even sure if he was there.

"It seems like it. But I'd say it is you who hates my guts this once, my friend."

Was he being sarcastic? Absolutely. He didn't find amusement in being reminded of such a vulnerable time of theirs.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

well you did kill me.... *he put his hand down and it actually landed on Brutus's... he could feel Brutus's hand.... he looked up trying to meet Brutus eyes to see if he realized it too*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

For a moment, the former senator could've sworn he felt something other than chills. He just.. couldn't believe that he could actually feel Caesar's hand touching him. Yikes.

"I.. I thought you-"

He stumbled over his words, taking a moment to think about the implications. It wasn't a comforting thought, that was for sure. After all, he had killed him.. and he might want revenge.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he just stared at Brutus for a minute before taking his other hand and touching Brutus shoulder and laughing in glee* I CAN FEEL YOU BRUTUS! I CAN FEEL YOU!!!

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"Yeah.. how delightful."

He answered, now wondering if he should start sleeping with a salt circle around his bed. What if the late emperor decided to strangle him? Or put a pillow over his head while he slept? That was a risk he couldn't take just yet.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*Ceasar was ecstatic! There was so much he could do again! He'd give Brutus a very cold hug and a kiss on the cheek. He wasnt meaning it any way just excited.*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

Quite frankly, he was expecting being punched in the face at the very least.. not that. It showed by the way he just stared at Caesar like he had seen a ghost (get it?).

"There was no need to do that."

He declared, but who was he kidding? He hadn't gotten over his death, much less what they had once shared.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he stared at Brutus frowning* you never got over the letter did you.... its why you killed me... why you hate me still... be honest

*he missed those days, when Brutus still looked at him with that look... not the pained one he does now. Why did he miss him so much.... he was supposed to just be using Brutus... thats what he always told himself. But death makes you rethink things and.... hes now realizing that was not just it....*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"What..?!"

Brutus was.. offended, to say the least. Did he really just say that? That he had killed him over their affair?! What a fucking nerve that man had, even in death he couldn't escape his ego.

"I might have not gotten over whatever the hell we had, but I did NOT kill you over that! It was no passional crime!"

What he failed to mention was that it had been the last thing he needed to actually have the balls to pick up that dagger. He wasn't going to tell him about it, not now or ever.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

i thought we were happy! You stabbed me in the back after telling me you loved me literally! Do you know how much that hurt??? Maybe you were right maybe i was using you somewhat but trust me when i say i cared and care about you way more then i ever wanted to..... was Egypt all a trick?

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"You were using me anyway. You can put all those fancy labels on top of it, it won't change the facts."

The former senator was beyond enraged at this point — those words hurt like hell, as if he were the one getting stabbed multiple times. First he assumed it was over passion, and now he was the one being acussed of deceiving the other? That was fucking rich.

"I genuinely loved you. As blind as I was over it, I couldn't deny you were becoming a dictator in all its glory! I had to put an end to it, and you refused to listen to any of our pleas. You left us no choice!"

[thrice-given-the-crown]

YOU ACT LIKE I DIDNT LOVE YOU TOO! *he found himself blurting out.... oh shit he really meant that.....*

Yes i was blind but you fucking murdered me! Which is the worst crime! Theres always a choice! You gave up on me! You say you loved me but you gave up on me and stabbed me in the back! Do you know what that felt like!? Dying. Nit even just dying! But dying at your lovers own hand! *well... no taking any of that wording back*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

Brutus tried to take a deep breath, he really was trying to keep the conversation somewhat productive instead of making pointless yelling at each other out of it. But how could he stay calm when he was being framed as a heartless bastard who killed the person he loved?

"Don't you dare call me that when you just admitted to using me! I wasn't your 'lover' and we both know it. I was just one of your stupid whores, and for what?! Just to embrace you from time to time?!"

He yelled back, not buying a single word that came out of his late emperor's mouth. Seriously, this was getting exhausting.

"I know I messed up by killing you. I've been walking on eggshells since that happened! Believe it or not, I'm trying to redemn myself. You think I'd come all the way here if I wasn't?! Of course not! The least thing I want is to see your real lover and your stupid son!"

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he backs away knowing Brutus was right... finally ready to relent.... until the last part. Anger flared in him* HOW DARE YOU BRING HIM INTO THIS! FINE YES I USED YOU! BUT TRUST ME YOU WERE MORE THEN THAT OR WE WOULDNT BE STANDING HERE RIGHT NOW! NOW SHUT THE FUCK UP ABOUT MY SON! I really did love you.... i didnt realize it yet... but i did....

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"You're not here because you want to, stop that non-sense! You're here because your damn soul can pass on to the afterlife for whatever reason!"

He wasn't ready to stop just yet. Perhaps it was how much pride he had swallowed that eventually because poison — which he had finally gathered the courage to spill as if he were to die if he didn't.

"I'll bring whoever the hell I want into this. I was the one bearing with your bullshit all along — not Cleopatra or whatever that bastard's name is — even then I tried to convince Cassius there were other ways of fixing this mess. But guess he was right, after all. You wouldn't have stopped, no matter how much we begged you to!"

[thrice-given-the-crown]

BECAUSE ITS ATTACHED TO YOU! Whether i like it or not my soul is yours! Because you were my dying thoughts!

Course you trusted Cassius more then me. Cassius just wanted to keep all the power for himself. He used you too. You make it to easy Brutus. Welcome to politics!

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

As much as he wanted to keep fooling himself regarding that matter, he knew he was going from one pool of snakes to another. The thought alone sent a pang of frustration to his chest. He really was alone, then.

"It is not because you were in love, it was because you resented me those last seconds. I don't blame you for it! Hell, I would've probably hated me too!"

He would probably need a drink or two after this.. he felt so drained in every sense. It wasn't like it was new, it just intensified after this mess got to him.

"Please, you and Cassius are the two faces of the same coin! Even if I were to look amongst the others, I'd find the same currency anyway! There's no escape in that aspect, I fucking know it!"

[thrice-given-the-crown]

.... i dont think i could ever hate you.... yes i was angry but i was angry because of how much it hurt that it was you....

Then stand up for yourself! Stop letting yourself be used!

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

He was tempted to follow the advice, just like he always did. But it also became contradictory — wasn't this exactly what he was being warned about? A false sense of comfort from someone who had offered him what little he needed in a vulnerable moment.. he was a bit too familiar with it.

"You don't get it."

With that, he decided not to press this matter any further. He just couldn't. In fact, he even decided to open one of the bottles of wine he had brought with him. He just needed a fucking break.

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

*As ghost Ceasar looked at Brutus traveling to Egypt.... it brought back memories*

You always seem to hate me on the way to Egypt huh?

~ @thrice-given-the-crown

Brutus had stayed silent for most of the journey, mainly because it'd be a bit weird to talk to his ghost 'friend' when he wasn't even sure if he was there.

"It seems like it. But I'd say it is you who hates my guts this once, my friend."

Was he being sarcastic? Absolutely. He didn't find amusement in being reminded of such a vulnerable time of theirs.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

well you did kill me.... *he put his hand down and it actually landed on Brutus's... he could feel Brutus's hand.... he looked up trying to meet Brutus eyes to see if he realized it too*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

For a moment, the former senator could've sworn he felt something other than chills. He just.. couldn't believe that he could actually feel Caesar's hand touching him. Yikes.

"I.. I thought you-"

He stumbled over his words, taking a moment to think about the implications. It wasn't a comforting thought, that was for sure. After all, he had killed him.. and he might want revenge.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he just stared at Brutus for a minute before taking his other hand and touching Brutus shoulder and laughing in glee* I CAN FEEL YOU BRUTUS! I CAN FEEL YOU!!!

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"Yeah.. how delightful."

He answered, now wondering if he should start sleeping with a salt circle around his bed. What if the late emperor decided to strangle him? Or put a pillow over his head while he slept? That was a risk he couldn't take just yet.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*Ceasar was ecstatic! There was so much he could do again! He'd give Brutus a very cold hug and a kiss on the cheek. He wasnt meaning it any way just excited.*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

Quite frankly, he was expecting being punched in the face at the very least.. not that. It showed by the way he just stared at Caesar like he had seen a ghost (get it?).

"There was no need to do that."

He declared, but who was he kidding? He hadn't gotten over his death, much less what they had once shared.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he stared at Brutus frowning* you never got over the letter did you.... its why you killed me... why you hate me still... be honest

*he missed those days, when Brutus still looked at him with that look... not the pained one he does now. Why did he miss him so much.... he was supposed to just be using Brutus... thats what he always told himself. But death makes you rethink things and.... hes now realizing that was not just it....*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"What..?!"

Brutus was.. offended, to say the least. Did he really just say that? That he had killed him over their affair?! What a fucking nerve that man had, even in death he couldn't escape his ego.

"I might have not gotten over whatever the hell we had, but I did NOT kill you over that! It was no passional crime!"

What he failed to mention was that it had been the last thing he needed to actually have the balls to pick up that dagger. He wasn't going to tell him about it, not now or ever.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

i thought we were happy! You stabbed me in the back after telling me you loved me literally! Do you know how much that hurt??? Maybe you were right maybe i was using you somewhat but trust me when i say i cared and care about you way more then i ever wanted to..... was Egypt all a trick?

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"You were using me anyway. You can put all those fancy labels on top of it, it won't change the facts."

The former senator was beyond enraged at this point — those words hurt like hell, as if he were the one getting stabbed multiple times. First he assumed it was over passion, and now he was the one being acussed of deceiving the other? That was fucking rich.

"I genuinely loved you. As blind as I was over it, I couldn't deny you were becoming a dictator in all its glory! I had to put an end to it, and you refused to listen to any of our pleas. You left us no choice!"

[thrice-given-the-crown]

YOU ACT LIKE I DIDNT LOVE YOU TOO! *he found himself blurting out.... oh shit he really meant that.....*

Yes i was blind but you fucking murdered me! Which is the worst crime! Theres always a choice! You gave up on me! You say you loved me but you gave up on me and stabbed me in the back! Do you know what that felt like!? Dying. Nit even just dying! But dying at your lovers own hand! *well... no taking any of that wording back*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

Brutus tried to take a deep breath, he really was trying to keep the conversation somewhat productive instead of making pointless yelling at each other out of it. But how could he stay calm when he was being framed as a heartless bastard who killed the person he loved?

"Don't you dare call me that when you just admitted to using me! I wasn't your 'lover' and we both know it. I was just one of your stupid whores, and for what?! Just to embrace you from time to time?!"

He yelled back, not buying a single word that came out of his late emperor's mouth. Seriously, this was getting exhausting.

"I know I messed up by killing you. I've been walking on eggshells since that happened! Believe it or not, I'm trying to redemn myself. You think I'd come all the way here if I wasn't?! Of course not! The least thing I want is to see your real lover and your stupid son!"

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he backs away knowing Brutus was right... finally ready to relent.... until the last part. Anger flared in him* HOW DARE YOU BRING HIM INTO THIS! FINE YES I USED YOU! BUT TRUST ME YOU WERE MORE THEN THAT OR WE WOULDNT BE STANDING HERE RIGHT NOW! NOW SHUT THE FUCK UP ABOUT MY SON! I really did love you.... i didnt realize it yet... but i did....

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"You're not here because you want to, stop that non-sense! You're here because your damn soul can pass on to the afterlife for whatever reason!"

He wasn't ready to stop just yet. Perhaps it was how much pride he had swallowed that eventually because poison — which he had finally gathered the courage to spill as if he were to die if he didn't.

"I'll bring whoever the hell I want into this. I was the one bearing with your bullshit all along — not Cleopatra or whatever that bastard's name is — even then I tried to convince Cassius there were other ways of fixing this mess. But guess he was right, after all. You wouldn't have stopped, no matter how much we begged you to!"

[thrice-given-the-crown]

BECAUSE ITS ATTACHED TO YOU! Whether i like it or not my soul is yours! Because you were my dying thoughts!

Course you trusted Cassius more then me. Cassius just wanted to keep all the power for himself. He used you too. You make it to easy Brutus. Welcome to politics!

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

As much as he wanted to keep fooling himself regarding that matter, he knew he was going from one pool of snakes to another. The thought alone sent a pang of frustration to his chest. He really was alone, then.

"It is not because you were in love, it was because you resented me those last seconds. I don't blame you for it! Hell, I would've probably hated me too!"

He would probably need a drink or two after this.. he felt so drained in every sense. It wasn't like it was new, it just intensified after this mess got to him.

"Please, you and Cassius are the two faces of the same coin! Even if I were to look amongst the others, I'd find the same currency anyway! There's no escape in that aspect, I fucking know it!"

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

*As ghost Ceasar looked at Brutus traveling to Egypt.... it brought back memories*

You always seem to hate me on the way to Egypt huh?

~ @thrice-given-the-crown

Brutus had stayed silent for most of the journey, mainly because it'd be a bit weird to talk to his ghost 'friend' when he wasn't even sure if he was there.

"It seems like it. But I'd say it is you who hates my guts this once, my friend."

Was he being sarcastic? Absolutely. He didn't find amusement in being reminded of such a vulnerable time of theirs.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

well you did kill me.... *he put his hand down and it actually landed on Brutus's... he could feel Brutus's hand.... he looked up trying to meet Brutus eyes to see if he realized it too*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

For a moment, the former senator could've sworn he felt something other than chills. He just.. couldn't believe that he could actually feel Caesar's hand touching him. Yikes.

"I.. I thought you-"

He stumbled over his words, taking a moment to think about the implications. It wasn't a comforting thought, that was for sure. After all, he had killed him.. and he might want revenge.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he just stared at Brutus for a minute before taking his other hand and touching Brutus shoulder and laughing in glee* I CAN FEEL YOU BRUTUS! I CAN FEEL YOU!!!

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"Yeah.. how delightful."

He answered, now wondering if he should start sleeping with a salt circle around his bed. What if the late emperor decided to strangle him? Or put a pillow over his head while he slept? That was a risk he couldn't take just yet.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*Ceasar was ecstatic! There was so much he could do again! He'd give Brutus a very cold hug and a kiss on the cheek. He wasnt meaning it any way just excited.*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

Quite frankly, he was expecting being punched in the face at the very least.. not that. It showed by the way he just stared at Caesar like he had seen a ghost (get it?).

"There was no need to do that."

He declared, but who was he kidding? He hadn't gotten over his death, much less what they had once shared.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he stared at Brutus frowning* you never got over the letter did you.... its why you killed me... why you hate me still... be honest

*he missed those days, when Brutus still looked at him with that look... not the pained one he does now. Why did he miss him so much.... he was supposed to just be using Brutus... thats what he always told himself. But death makes you rethink things and.... hes now realizing that was not just it....*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"What..?!"

Brutus was.. offended, to say the least. Did he really just say that? That he had killed him over their affair?! What a fucking nerve that man had, even in death he couldn't escape his ego.

"I might have not gotten over whatever the hell we had, but I did NOT kill you over that! It was no passional crime!"

What he failed to mention was that it had been the last thing he needed to actually have the balls to pick up that dagger. He wasn't going to tell him about it, not now or ever.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

i thought we were happy! You stabbed me in the back after telling me you loved me literally! Do you know how much that hurt??? Maybe you were right maybe i was using you somewhat but trust me when i say i cared and care about you way more then i ever wanted to..... was Egypt all a trick?

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"You were using me anyway. You can put all those fancy labels on top of it, it won't change the facts."

The former senator was beyond enraged at this point — those words hurt like hell, as if he were the one getting stabbed multiple times. First he assumed it was over passion, and now he was the one being acussed of deceiving the other? That was fucking rich.

"I genuinely loved you. As blind as I was over it, I couldn't deny you were becoming a dictator in all its glory! I had to put an end to it, and you refused to listen to any of our pleas. You left us no choice!"

[thrice-given-the-crown]

YOU ACT LIKE I DIDNT LOVE YOU TOO! *he found himself blurting out.... oh shit he really meant that.....*

Yes i was blind but you fucking murdered me! Which is the worst crime! Theres always a choice! You gave up on me! You say you loved me but you gave up on me and stabbed me in the back! Do you know what that felt like!? Dying. Nit even just dying! But dying at your lovers own hand! *well... no taking any of that wording back*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

Brutus tried to take a deep breath, he really was trying to keep the conversation somewhat productive instead of making pointless yelling at each other out of it. But how could he stay calm when he was being framed as a heartless bastard who killed the person he loved?

"Don't you dare call me that when you just admitted to using me! I wasn't your 'lover' and we both know it. I was just one of your stupid whores, and for what?! Just to embrace you from time to time?!"

He yelled back, not buying a single word that came out of his late emperor's mouth. Seriously, this was getting exhausting.

"I know I messed up by killing you. I've been walking on eggshells since that happened! Believe it or not, I'm trying to redemn myself. You think I'd come all the way here if I wasn't?! Of course not! The least thing I want is to see your real lover and your stupid son!"

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he backs away knowing Brutus was right... finally ready to relent.... until the last part. Anger flared in him* HOW DARE YOU BRING HIM INTO THIS! FINE YES I USED YOU! BUT TRUST ME YOU WERE MORE THEN THAT OR WE WOULDNT BE STANDING HERE RIGHT NOW! NOW SHUT THE FUCK UP ABOUT MY SON! I really did love you.... i didnt realize it yet... but i did....

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"You're not here because you want to, stop that non-sense! You're here because your damn soul can pass on to the afterlife for whatever reason!"

He wasn't ready to stop just yet. Perhaps it was how much pride he had swallowed that eventually because poison — which he had finally gathered the courage to spill as if he were to die if he didn't.

"I'll bring whoever the hell I want into this. I was the one bearing with your bullshit all along — not Cleopatra or whatever that bastard's name is — even then I tried to convince Cassius there were other ways of fixing this mess. But guess he was right, after all. You wouldn't have stopped, no matter how much we begged you to!"

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

*As ghost Ceasar looked at Brutus traveling to Egypt.... it brought back memories*

You always seem to hate me on the way to Egypt huh?

~ @thrice-given-the-crown

Brutus had stayed silent for most of the journey, mainly because it'd be a bit weird to talk to his ghost 'friend' when he wasn't even sure if he was there.

"It seems like it. But I'd say it is you who hates my guts this once, my friend."

Was he being sarcastic? Absolutely. He didn't find amusement in being reminded of such a vulnerable time of theirs.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

well you did kill me.... *he put his hand down and it actually landed on Brutus's... he could feel Brutus's hand.... he looked up trying to meet Brutus eyes to see if he realized it too*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

For a moment, the former senator could've sworn he felt something other than chills. He just.. couldn't believe that he could actually feel Caesar's hand touching him. Yikes.

"I.. I thought you-"

He stumbled over his words, taking a moment to think about the implications. It wasn't a comforting thought, that was for sure. After all, he had killed him.. and he might want revenge.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he just stared at Brutus for a minute before taking his other hand and touching Brutus shoulder and laughing in glee* I CAN FEEL YOU BRUTUS! I CAN FEEL YOU!!!

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"Yeah.. how delightful."

He answered, now wondering if he should start sleeping with a salt circle around his bed. What if the late emperor decided to strangle him? Or put a pillow over his head while he slept? That was a risk he couldn't take just yet.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*Ceasar was ecstatic! There was so much he could do again! He'd give Brutus a very cold hug and a kiss on the cheek. He wasnt meaning it any way just excited.*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

Quite frankly, he was expecting being punched in the face at the very least.. not that. It showed by the way he just stared at Caesar like he had seen a ghost (get it?).

"There was no need to do that."

He declared, but who was he kidding? He hadn't gotten over his death, much less what they had once shared.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he stared at Brutus frowning* you never got over the letter did you.... its why you killed me... why you hate me still... be honest

*he missed those days, when Brutus still looked at him with that look... not the pained one he does now. Why did he miss him so much.... he was supposed to just be using Brutus... thats what he always told himself. But death makes you rethink things and.... hes now realizing that was not just it....*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"What..?!"

Brutus was.. offended, to say the least. Did he really just say that? That he had killed him over their affair?! What a fucking nerve that man had, even in death he couldn't escape his ego.

"I might have not gotten over whatever the hell we had, but I did NOT kill you over that! It was no passional crime!"

What he failed to mention was that it had been the last thing he needed to actually have the balls to pick up that dagger. He wasn't going to tell him about it, not now or ever.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

i thought we were happy! You stabbed me in the back after telling me you loved me literally! Do you know how much that hurt??? Maybe you were right maybe i was using you somewhat but trust me when i say i cared and care about you way more then i ever wanted to..... was Egypt all a trick?

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"You were using me anyway. You can put all those fancy labels on top of it, it won't change the facts."

The former senator was beyond enraged at this point — those words hurt like hell, as if he were the one getting stabbed multiple times. First he assumed it was over passion, and now he was the one being acussed of deceiving the other? That was fucking rich.

"I genuinely loved you. As blind as I was over it, I couldn't deny you were becoming a dictator in all its glory! I had to put an end to it, and you refused to listen to any of our pleas. You left us no choice!"

[thrice-given-the-crown]

YOU ACT LIKE I DIDNT LOVE YOU TOO! *he found himself blurting out.... oh shit he really meant that.....*

Yes i was blind but you fucking murdered me! Which is the worst crime! Theres always a choice! You gave up on me! You say you loved me but you gave up on me and stabbed me in the back! Do you know what that felt like!? Dying. Nit even just dying! But dying at your lovers own hand! *well... no taking any of that wording back*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

Brutus tried to take a deep breath, he really was trying to keep the conversation somewhat productive instead of making pointless yelling at each other out of it. But how could he stay calm when he was being framed as a heartless bastard who killed the person he loved?

"Don't you dare call me that when you just admitted to using me! I wasn't your 'lover' and we both know it. I was just one of your stupid whores, and for what?! Just to embrace you from time to time?!"

He yelled back, not buying a single word that came out of his late emperor's mouth. Seriously, this was getting exhausting.

"I know I messed up by killing you. I've been walking on eggshells since that happened! Believe it or not, I'm trying to redemn myself. You think I'd come all the way here if I wasn't?! Of course not! The least thing I want is to see your real lover and your stupid son!"

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

*As ghost Ceasar looked at Brutus traveling to Egypt.... it brought back memories*

You always seem to hate me on the way to Egypt huh?

~ @thrice-given-the-crown

Brutus had stayed silent for most of the journey, mainly because it'd be a bit weird to talk to his ghost 'friend' when he wasn't even sure if he was there.

"It seems like it. But I'd say it is you who hates my guts this once, my friend."

Was he being sarcastic? Absolutely. He didn't find amusement in being reminded of such a vulnerable time of theirs.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

well you did kill me.... *he put his hand down and it actually landed on Brutus's... he could feel Brutus's hand.... he looked up trying to meet Brutus eyes to see if he realized it too*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

For a moment, the former senator could've sworn he felt something other than chills. He just.. couldn't believe that he could actually feel Caesar's hand touching him. Yikes.

"I.. I thought you-"

He stumbled over his words, taking a moment to think about the implications. It wasn't a comforting thought, that was for sure. After all, he had killed him.. and he might want revenge.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he just stared at Brutus for a minute before taking his other hand and touching Brutus shoulder and laughing in glee* I CAN FEEL YOU BRUTUS! I CAN FEEL YOU!!!

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"Yeah.. how delightful."

He answered, now wondering if he should start sleeping with a salt circle around his bed. What if the late emperor decided to strangle him? Or put a pillow over his head while he slept? That was a risk he couldn't take just yet.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*Ceasar was ecstatic! There was so much he could do again! He'd give Brutus a very cold hug and a kiss on the cheek. He wasnt meaning it any way just excited.*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

Quite frankly, he was expecting being punched in the face at the very least.. not that. It showed by the way he just stared at Caesar like he had seen a ghost (get it?).

"There was no need to do that."

He declared, but who was he kidding? He hadn't gotten over his death, much less what they had once shared.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he stared at Brutus frowning* you never got over the letter did you.... its why you killed me... why you hate me still... be honest

*he missed those days, when Brutus still looked at him with that look... not the pained one he does now. Why did he miss him so much.... he was supposed to just be using Brutus... thats what he always told himself. But death makes you rethink things and.... hes now realizing that was not just it....*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"What..?!"

Brutus was.. offended, to say the least. Did he really just say that? That he had killed him over their affair?! What a fucking nerve that man had, even in death he couldn't escape his ego.

"I might have not gotten over whatever the hell we had, but I did NOT kill you over that! It was no passional crime!"

What he failed to mention was that it had been the last thing he needed to actually have the balls to pick up that dagger. He wasn't going to tell him about it, not now or ever.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

i thought we were happy! You stabbed me in the back after telling me you loved me literally! Do you know how much that hurt??? Maybe you were right maybe i was using you somewhat but trust me when i say i cared and care about you way more then i ever wanted to..... was Egypt all a trick?

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"You were using me anyway. You can put all those fancy labels on top of it, it won't change the facts."

The former senator was beyond enraged at this point — those words hurt like hell, as if he were the one getting stabbed multiple times. First he assumed it was over passion, and now he was the one being acussed of deceiving the other? That was fucking rich.

"I genuinely loved you. As blind as I was over it, I couldn't deny you were becoming a dictator in all its glory! I had to put an end to it, and you refused to listen to any of our pleas. You left us no choice!"

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

*As ghost Ceasar looked at Brutus traveling to Egypt.... it brought back memories*

You always seem to hate me on the way to Egypt huh?

~ @thrice-given-the-crown

Brutus had stayed silent for most of the journey, mainly because it'd be a bit weird to talk to his ghost 'friend' when he wasn't even sure if he was there.

"It seems like it. But I'd say it is you who hates my guts this once, my friend."

Was he being sarcastic? Absolutely. He didn't find amusement in being reminded of such a vulnerable time of theirs.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

well you did kill me.... *he put his hand down and it actually landed on Brutus's... he could feel Brutus's hand.... he looked up trying to meet Brutus eyes to see if he realized it too*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

For a moment, the former senator could've sworn he felt something other than chills. He just.. couldn't believe that he could actually feel Caesar's hand touching him. Yikes.

"I.. I thought you-"

He stumbled over his words, taking a moment to think about the implications. It wasn't a comforting thought, that was for sure. After all, he had killed him.. and he might want revenge.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he just stared at Brutus for a minute before taking his other hand and touching Brutus shoulder and laughing in glee* I CAN FEEL YOU BRUTUS! I CAN FEEL YOU!!!

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"Yeah.. how delightful."

He answered, now wondering if he should start sleeping with a salt circle around his bed. What if the late emperor decided to strangle him? Or put a pillow over his head while he slept? That was a risk he couldn't take just yet.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*Ceasar was ecstatic! There was so much he could do again! He'd give Brutus a very cold hug and a kiss on the cheek. He wasnt meaning it any way just excited.*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

Quite frankly, he was expecting being punched in the face at the very least.. not that. It showed by the way he just stared at Caesar like he had seen a ghost (get it?).

"There was no need to do that."

He declared, but who was he kidding? He hadn't gotten over his death, much less what they had once shared.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he stared at Brutus frowning* you never got over the letter did you.... its why you killed me... why you hate me still... be honest

*he missed those days, when Brutus still looked at him with that look... not the pained one he does now. Why did he miss him so much.... he was supposed to just be using Brutus... thats what he always told himself. But death makes you rethink things and.... hes now realizing that was not just it....*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"What..?!"

Brutus was.. offended, to say the least. Did he really just say that? That he had killed him over their affair?! What a fucking nerve that man had, even in death he couldn't escape his ego.

"I might have not gotten over whatever the hell we had, but I did NOT kill you over that! It was no passional crime!"

What he failed to mention was that it had been the last thing he needed to actually have the balls to pick up that dagger. He wasn't going to tell him about it, not now or ever.

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

*As ghost Ceasar looked at Brutus traveling to Egypt.... it brought back memories*

You always seem to hate me on the way to Egypt huh?

~ @thrice-given-the-crown

Brutus had stayed silent for most of the journey, mainly because it'd be a bit weird to talk to his ghost 'friend' when he wasn't even sure if he was there.

"It seems like it. But I'd say it is you who hates my guts this once, my friend."

Was he being sarcastic? Absolutely. He didn't find amusement in being reminded of such a vulnerable time of theirs.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

well you did kill me.... *he put his hand down and it actually landed on Brutus's... he could feel Brutus's hand.... he looked up trying to meet Brutus eyes to see if he realized it too*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

For a moment, the former senator could've sworn he felt something other than chills. He just.. couldn't believe that he could actually feel Caesar's hand touching him. Yikes.

"I.. I thought you-"

He stumbled over his words, taking a moment to think about the implications. It wasn't a comforting thought, that was for sure. After all, he had killed him.. and he might want revenge.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he just stared at Brutus for a minute before taking his other hand and touching Brutus shoulder and laughing in glee* I CAN FEEL YOU BRUTUS! I CAN FEEL YOU!!!

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"Yeah.. how delightful."

He answered, now wondering if he should start sleeping with a salt circle around his bed. What if the late emperor decided to strangle him? Or put a pillow over his head while he slept? That was a risk he couldn't take just yet.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*Ceasar was ecstatic! There was so much he could do again! He'd give Brutus a very cold hug and a kiss on the cheek. He wasnt meaning it any way just excited.*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

Quite frankly, he was expecting being punched in the face at the very least.. not that. It showed by the way he just stared at Caesar like he had seen a ghost (get it?).

"There was no need to do that."

He declared, but who was he kidding? He hadn't gotten over his death, much less what they had once shared.

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

*As ghost Ceasar looked at Brutus traveling to Egypt.... it brought back memories*

You always seem to hate me on the way to Egypt huh?

~ @thrice-given-the-crown

Brutus had stayed silent for most of the journey, mainly because it'd be a bit weird to talk to his ghost 'friend' when he wasn't even sure if he was there.

"It seems like it. But I'd say it is you who hates my guts this once, my friend."

Was he being sarcastic? Absolutely. He didn't find amusement in being reminded of such a vulnerable time of theirs.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

well you did kill me.... *he put his hand down and it actually landed on Brutus's... he could feel Brutus's hand.... he looked up trying to meet Brutus eyes to see if he realized it too*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

For a moment, the former senator could've sworn he felt something other than chills. He just.. couldn't believe that he could actually feel Caesar's hand touching him. Yikes.

"I.. I thought you-"

He stumbled over his words, taking a moment to think about the implications. It wasn't a comforting thought, that was for sure. After all, he had killed him.. and he might want revenge.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he just stared at Brutus for a minute before taking his other hand and touching Brutus shoulder and laughing in glee* I CAN FEEL YOU BRUTUS! I CAN FEEL YOU!!!

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"Yeah.. how delightful."

He answered, now wondering if he should start sleeping with a salt circle around his bed. What if the late emperor decided to strangle him? Or put a pillow over his head while he slept? That was a risk he couldn't take just yet.

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

*As ghost Ceasar looked at Brutus traveling to Egypt.... it brought back memories*

You always seem to hate me on the way to Egypt huh?

~ @thrice-given-the-crown

Brutus had stayed silent for most of the journey, mainly because it'd be a bit weird to talk to his ghost 'friend' when he wasn't even sure if he was there.

"It seems like it. But I'd say it is you who hates my guts this once, my friend."

Was he being sarcastic? Absolutely. He didn't find amusement in being reminded of such a vulnerable time of theirs.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

well you did kill me.... *he put his hand down and it actually landed on Brutus's... he could feel Brutus's hand.... he looked up trying to meet Brutus eyes to see if he realized it too*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

For a moment, the former senator could've sworn he felt something other than chills. He just.. couldn't believe that he could actually feel Caesar's hand touching him. Yikes.

"I.. I thought you-"

He stumbled over his words, taking a moment to think about the implications. It wasn't a comforting thought, that was for sure. After all, he had killed him.. and he might want revenge.

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

*As ghost Ceasar looked at Brutus traveling to Egypt.... it brought back memories*

You always seem to hate me on the way to Egypt huh?

~ @thrice-given-the-crown

Brutus had stayed silent for most of the journey, mainly because it'd be a bit weird to talk to his ghost 'friend' when he wasn't even sure if he was there.

"It seems like it. But I'd say it is you who hates my guts this once, my friend."

Was he being sarcastic? Absolutely. He didn't find amusement in being reminded of such a vulnerable time of theirs.

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

*When Brutus would wake he would find a asleep Ceasar who was not only very close but had his arms wrapped around Brutus. Ceasar had always been a asleep cuddler.*

~ @thrice-given-the-crown

The senator wasn't sure of how long he had slept for, nor did he know how the hell he hadn't woken up earlier. For a moment, he had even thought he was just too exhausted to move.. until he realized who was besides him.

"Caesar.. get the hell off me."

He mumbled, trying to pry the arms off his waist in a poor attempt to get up from the bedding. As nice as this felt.. he just couldn't bring himself to enjoy this moment.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he woke up confused what was going on* whats wrong cutie... brutus.... *he grimaced fuck he was loopy*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

Brutus had to take a few good seconds to process what he had been called. He was still half-asleep, it could've been his mind fooling him.. but it didn't seem like it by the wince. He looked away the best he could fearing he might have gotten red in the face.

"Get your arms off me. I want to get up."

He repeated his request in a much clearer way, having to hold himself back from kicking the other man off the bed.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he woke up enough to realize he was cuddling Brutus and took his hands back moving to the other side of the bed*

Come on you know i do that in my sleep... im sorry but i didnt mean to just stay in bed its cold and early....

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"This is why I didn't want to share a bedroom."

He got up reluctantly, as if considering just laying back down to sleep some more. He was still a bit conflicted regarding what he felt, and what intentions the emperor had by bringing him here.

"I know what you're trying to do. Cut it off, your Majesty."

[thrice-given-the-crown]

i swear i stopped yesterday. I dont want to make things worse between us! Just lay down here I'll put pillows between us if that makes you feel better....

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

Brutus sighed heavily, knowing damn well he just wanted to keep sleeping, and that the offer was too tempting to pass on.

"Just put the pillows."

He agreed, laying back down on the bed — he was face down, trying to avoid the gaze of his emperor.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he put the pillows between them* I'm sorry i messed this up.... what will it take for you to be normal around me again?

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

An uncomfortable silence fell between them as he thought it over. Quite frankly, he wasn't sure if there was anything to do about it.

"I.."

He stopped himself last second. Was he really going to give this idiot the satisfaction of a resolution?

"I don't know. Something that might prove that what I read was really a lie."

[thrice-given-the-crown]

and what will do that... ive tried explaining it to you a million times and that wasnt good enough.... what will prove that to you?

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"You cannot compare making promises to literally telling someone else I was just a tool."

Brutus snapped back, seeming genuinely irritated by the reasoning he was getting. Seriously, how dare he say he had 'tried'.

"Words are not enough in this situation."

[thrice-given-the-crown]

but what is! Thats what i want you to tell me! What will you see as proof! *he was getting really frustrated. How was he supposed to fix this if Brutus didnf tell him how!*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

"I don't know? Something significative?!"

Honestly, he didn't even know what he meant by that. All he knew was that he longed the scraps of love he had been receiving. Yes, it wasn't a feast.. compared to starving, it was better though.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he sighs* look.... i just.... i want you again.... you can quite your job in the senate for all i care if it will ease your mind. Vote against me everytime a vote comes up. Tell the whole world how horrible i am! Just... can i have one last kiss? Because no its not about what i can gain politically. Its about me missing you! Just one last night where we can pretend none of that ever happened.... please? I want you back.....

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

Oh, there it was. His stupid heart coming into action to screw him over along with his decisions.. with his morals and ideas. And over what? This.. stupid man?

"Just one last kiss..? Fine."

He accepted, just for the sake of getting some peace of mind — that's what he told himself. Because he knew damn well it wasn't true.

With the slightlest hint of nervousness, Brutus scooted closer to the emperor, not really knowing whether he should take the first step or let the other man do it.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*Ceasar cupped Brutus face and gave the most passionate kiss he had ever kissed brutus with* I'm.... sorry i didnt let myself do that before.... i took you for granted mea amor....

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

He was weak, okay? Who could blame him, though..? This had been the only time he had actually fallen in love, and he wasn't sure whether it would be meant to happen again.

"Just shut up, Caesar."

The senator panted out. Their sentences seemed.. unnecessary at the moment. Even if the emperor was intending to say anything, he got ahead of him and leaned in for another kiss, trying to match the passion in the last one.

[thrice-given-the-crown]

*he was surprised but not mad. He just wrapped his arms around brutus as they kissed*

Was that enough proof of my feelings? *he out in between breaths*

[insteadofyou-itshouldbeme]

There were no real words for him to describe what he was feeling. Maybe confused fitted into his description, but he wasn't really trying to figure out anything. He just wanted to keep feeling it.

"Let me enjoy the moment, for Venus' sake.."

Brutus chuckled — a poor way of hiding the fact he was more than excited with the mere thought of being back in this weird relationship of theirs. Perhaps.. perhaps things would change for the better.