#Joel Allen imagine

[fernpetals]

This is the second part of THIS asks

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Warning: Psychological torture, violence, gore, disturbing psychology, delusionional behaviour, dollification, allusions and direct mention of murder, description of dead bodies, violence and much more

Yandere David Allen Griffin

Honestly, this started as an analysis but now has turned into a whole one-shot, and finally, I have managed to finish it. Please brace yourself for the torture. Word Count: 6k+

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Imagine you take Joel's place in a yandere scenario, and it is not only women he murders. Men or women, David does not care as long as he has your attention.

Imagine starting out as a rookie, and your mentor gets this murder case, and inevitably, you assist him in it. The police have nothing on this man. No face, no pattern, not even voice or fingerprints. Nothing. But instead of your mentor, you give him one hell of a chase. You just won't give up on the murdered girl. It's annoying to David initially, but then, he follows your patterns. For a rookie, you have learnt one of the best techniques in the field–instincts. You rely on them, even if they are limited, you stick to them, and you almost have him on his second murder. Two murders in two fucking years and you almost have him.

Something shifts in David while he is being chased by a rookie cop. For once, he does not wish to get rid of a person in uniform. He realises how alive he feels, being chased by you–your attention, your moral view, your naivety regarding the justice system, everything about you. You become his fixation.

So it displeases him when the cases are declared cold. This means, your attention is going to shift, and he cannot have that. So he strikes again. This time, a blow close to your heart, your mentor, your godfather.

And something shifts in you. You have studied the case, you have been closest to him, a grasp away. Despite all the lack of evidence and diverting pieces, you know it is him.

And so the chase begins.

But this time, something is different.

To his utter surprise and frustration, you resign instead and go off the radar.

He cannot watch you, he cannot know where you are. Your apartment sits empty, you do not visit the cafe you used to or meet the people you used to. It's like you were never even there.

David is the type who loves to watch you- you fascinate him endlessly. It is different from the type of observation and purpose that Donaka portrays. David finds that he is not even searching for anything in you. He simply loves watching you. And now he cannot find you.

In his delusional, fucked up head, he believes that you are playing chase now. You want him to pursue you. So that is what you want? He will give it to you. He searches through the city, the alleys—everywhere and anywhere he can think of finding you– and is unsuccessful.

He cannot track you, your car is sold. He cannot see you, he can no longer watch you. David thinks he is patient, and he has been in many ways–he is a cold-blooded murderer after all. He thinks, he plans and then he  acts. He is always ten steps ahead of the police.

But now, he gets a little restless, a little impatient, and so he skips the dramatics and dives into the murder. No more dancing, no more secret places. It is just a bloodied body in a shady alley. But he keeps in mind to not get caught, of course. The police also suspect that there are two serial killers in town. That helps because he does not enjoy the chase. Not unless it is you.

David Allen Griffin is obsessed with you to the extent that you become the sole purpose of his acts. So when you do not come out of your burrow even after three murders in six months, he stops. Getting caught and never seeing you again is his worst nightmare. his old tricks clearly aren't working anymore; the best he can do is to be patient and wait. He has many pictures of you, and every time he pays a woman to make his nights less lonely, he demands they wear a wig that is eerily identical to your hair and the clothes you are wearing in all the pictures he has of you. It is like that is the only way he can feel pleasure- deluding himself that it is you, trying not to look at the woman underneath while he thrusts into her

Imagine that after your godfather and mentor's death, you resign and fly off to another state or country, but the anonymous killer never leaves your mind. Everything you do is to reach him now. Your godfather's death haunts you, and while you pursue a degree in criminal psychology, you also visit a therapist regularly. The sleeping pills may make the nightmares stop, but they do not make you capable of overcoming the trauma of discovering your mentor's bloodied body in his apartment. You have come to realise that if you want to win his game, you will have to understand his mind.

Imagine returning five years later with a degree in criminal psychology and some field experience, not to join the police force this time, but a crime analysis and research agency where you can remain low-profile and off the radar.

For most, perhaps, not for David. he sniffs you out within six months of you being back in town, and to him, it is the February sun---warm, inviting and a relief from misery. Five years of waiting, of hoping, of writing love letters to you on your anniversary(the night you chased him, he remembers the date and the time) and leaving them at your still-unoccupied apartment, and he finally sees you.

David is delusional enough to genuinely believe that you have returned to the city for him. This time, though, he does not slip in a letter into your old apartment on your 'anniversary', he waits. He knows that you will return there one day. A month later, you do, and discover his previous letters, and while you are reading them, mentally trying to keep calm, he discreetly slips in the latest. You notice the distinct fragrance of your old perfume first and immediately spring to action, looking around frantically and reaching for your gun out of caution. And when you notice a delicate pink envelope in front of the door, you rush out, slamming the door open and not even bothering to close it.

David feels his blood rushing south when he watches you frantically look around the area. He even wonders if the back of the dark building he is hiding in is a good enough place to loosen his pants. Ultimately, he decides against it, being content in just watching you. He finally has you chasing him after years, and if this is not what he has waited for, then he does not know what he has been even doing.

To your utter disappointment, you fail to catch him once more, but now you have something substantial. You know that this man, this monste,r is somehow fixated on you. You have researched and helped solve such cases, but the difference is, this one is personal, and this is just one of the many aspects. You have not been able to figure him out until now. Now, you have something, a form of communication, albeit one-sided, but it is something and there will be more, you realise, sniffing the latest envelope that reeks of your old perfume. It's creepy enough that it is what you used to use, but what makes it creepier is that it was the perfume you reserved for special occasions.

You have been considering selling that apartment, but now you have decided against it. You keep that place but do go back to living in it. You know that he's clever; you need to be smarter.

David is smart; he somehow knows the inner workings of law enforcement, and he has forensic knowledge, but he is also delusional. When he sees you carrying his letter back to your new apartment he is yet to invade, it is all the confirmation he needs about you. You feel something for him, you have to. Why else would you be carrying those letters back to your place?

He is elated, he is over the moon. But the sheer joy turns into the in his mouth the moment he sees you with another man.

David fumes. He is the type to see you as his purpose but also his possession. Like his favourite toy, he would hate to hurt you. Seeing you all dolled up for another man makes his heart burn.

Do you not know? He burns for you, because of you? Are you tormenting him for giving you a chase?

From a distance, he watches, the burning simmers into a cold rage as he puts on his gloves and waits for that man to drop you home.

You are shocked to find the picture of your date all over the television two days later---murdered in his apartment. The police question you since you are the last person he saw before meeting his demise. Strangled with a piano string that cut into his neck with steady force. The pictures are bloody, and it almost seems like someone has tried to imitate the elusive serial killer but has been crueler. In your gut, though, you just know it's him.

You get the confirmation in the form of a picture of the man, clearly taken before his death. His terrified eyes stare at the camera as blood trickles down his temple. But what makes it worse is that it is wrapped in your old perfume fragrance. You try to curb the anxiety, slowly wrapping your heart with its thorny tendrils. You have been going to regular therapy since your mentor's death. it's getting better, all you have to do is control your breathing, you tell yourself.

The landline ring slices through the otherwise silent apartment. It makes you jump, but you rush to pick it up, albeit with shaky limbs. "Hello?"

The silence from the other end makes you frown. You listen closely, there is breathing. Someone is holding it close but not speaking. The breathing is light at first.

"Hello? Who's it?"

The breathing increases, turns a little louder, and your stomach drops. You go silent as well, waiting.

"Let this be a lesson for what happens when you go behind my back and cheat."

You hear his voice for the first time and freeze. It's deceptively pleasant and deep but with a soothing airiness to it. If you did not know better, you would have thought you could fall asleep to this voice.

But it's him.

The line cuts, but you feel his voice linger. he leaves an impression, an ugly impression and the burning hatred you have felt for him for so long rears its ugly head in the form of a crumbling bout of anxiety. You try to steady yourself, rushing towards your room. Pulling out the bottle of pills, you pop one into your mouth and swallow it with water, and you know that the voice will haunt you for a long time.

David’s attention shifts from just keeping an eye on you to keeping your attention on him again. He finds the research agency you work in and leaves an anonymous tip on one of his older killings for your boss. He knows this will get your attention, and to his utter delight, it does.

Five years ago, you would have jumped into a blind chase, an arrow shot in the dark struck something—so you would have chased it. But not anymore. You understand such games. You know it is him, and you are determined to outplay him. You humour him, following his lead, but in reality, you want to lure him out of his burrow.

Meanwhile, you frequent your new therapist. Since his call, you have visited twice a week instead of thrice a month. The building is a hospital that houses several departments. The psychologists and psychiatrists sit right on the top, with the cardiac department in the middle. Now, you have nothing to do with the cardiac department, yet more than once, you have crossed paths with a man in a white coat.

 He passes you a silent smile, and while you are guarded and mostly exhausted, it is hard not to smile back. He has this sweet and welcoming air about him that perfectly pairs with his height and handsome features, a straight, sharp nose, and brown eyes that may seem deep brown at first, but when the light hits them, the honey-brown shines through. They have a warmth in them; he has something comforting about him. Though the analytical part of your brain can sense that he is far from gullible, he holds an overall warm and optimistic aura.

But that is all speculation. You have never truly spoken to him. He smiles at you, and you smile back. The rest of the ride is silent. You have crossed paths only three or four time,s but the familiarity is somewhat comforting. 

Imagine one day, he does not get off on his usual floor, instead, he stays. You are surprised but do not comment; your work occupies your mind, and you are too exhausted to socialise anyway. You know his name by no,w though—Julian Mercer. He walks out of the lift with you instead and for a moment, you do feel an urge to at least say ‘hi’. Yet you don’t. Your insomnia is worsening, and you only want to find a way to sleep better. How will you outplay that monster if you can’t even sleep right?

“Is this the first time he has contacted you?” 

“No, while I was actively working on murders, he sent me the location of two bodies anonymously.”

“And how do you know that it’s a man?” She asks.

You sigh and look up “He called.” You cannot bring yourself to say it out loud. 

The doctor nods her head and scribbles something down on her notepad

“Did it scare you?”

You realise it did more than just ‘scare’ you.

“It rattled me.” You admit, “I have been more anxious, and I have not been able to sleep more than three hours. It’s like ten steps back.”

“Progress (Y/N) is never linear. Healing takes time, and time tests you.”

“ I thought…I did not think it would affect me this way.”

“I think he enjoys your attention, he clearly did not like you going on a date with another man.”

You look up to meet her gaze “Yes, he made it obvious.” You grit out.

“You might have to continue your medication for a while.”

“Figured that out.” You lean against your chair

Although you are continuing with your previous medication, no new has been added, with a regular session with your new therapist, you hope to leave the current ones behind as well. But the current situation seems to make that a tougher goal.

David is the type to stalk you; he has this intense fascination and predatory instinct warring within. He is more or less a psychopath, so what he feels toward you is pure obsession, not ‘love’. A part of him just wants to pounce on you, wrap his hands around your throat and watch the light fade from your eyes. Maybe he can keep all your belongings? Especially everything you used, like your half-empty water bottles, unwashed clothes, make-up—anything.

Yet another part of him, the stronger, bigger part, is fascinated by you—your movements, expression, grit, and breathing. You. Out of all the others on dollification, David truly sees you as an object. His most prized possession is that even though he believes that you and he balance and complete each other, you both need each other. His perception of you is complex and contradictory, and so is his mind.

When he gets his hands on your recorded session with your therapist, he spends hours listening to your voice. And he spends hours listening to all the times you have mentioned him.

“ I thought…I did not think it would affect me this way.”

“I think he enjoys your attention, he clearly did not like you going on a date with another man.”

 “Yes, he made it obvious.”

He sighs. Listening to this conversation for the fifteenth time.

“You are upset, aren’t you? But I did it for you, for us. To make it work between us. And I would do everything to make it work. What is a relationship without any turbulence? It will make us stronger.”

He says out loud, throwing his head back.

Imagine him sending an anonymous note to the police about his next target. The place where they shall find the body. It is a riddle so as expected, the police make it public, and it reaches the intended audience– you.

You throw yourself into solving the riddle, figuring out the exact location. You are on a time limit though. You have to reach here before he does, with the body. This time, he calls you on your mobile phone. 

“Don’t you feel alive? The chase, the rush. You finally have it all back. I gave you back your purpose.”

“You know nothing of my purpose. You think you do, though.”

You try to pry, get into his mind while you can.

“I know you more than anyone else (Y/N)!”

You breathe in. Small victory: he is getting worked up.

“I do not care about you or your riddles. I have left that all behind.” You lie, the city man in your hold as you try to put the dots together through the riddle.

The silence on the other end has your breathing paused for a moment before he speaks again.

“You have not left anything behind. You visit your apartment, you visit a stupid therapist, and you eat out at the same sad restaurant at a sad table every other day. I know deep down you miss me as well…You simply cannot forget, can you? That old man’s body on the pool of his blood. He choked on it, you have known. I know you took the postmortem report back home.”

Your breathing hitches as your fingers tighten on your flip phone.

“I am sending you another clue. After all, one of us has to work on this relationship.”

You bite your tongue to refrain from saying anything stupid before he hangs up. 

You know you should not be doing this. You know that you are giving him exactly what he wants, but you cannot help it. Someone’s life is in danger, and the ex-rookie, idealistic cop in you cannot sleep on it. You can play his cruel games later; right now, you need to save an innocent person.

Of course, you fail to get there on time. Just as you think you have it all figured out, you reach the place, only to discover the body of a man lying dead, eyes open with the ghost of shock and pain lingering. It hasn’t been late, the blood has not even begun to dry up. You search around the place, anguished.

“Come out! I know you are here. Show yourself you coward!” You scream out, but all you get is the distant horns of rushing vehicles and the blowing wind. 

David’s heart drums against his chest as he presses further against the pillar. It’s not fear, nothing about you scares him. It’s pure joy. You are only a few feet away; all he wants to do is pounce. 

Would you bite him? Hit him?

Oh, he hopes you would be as passionate as him—teeth against teeth, mouth against mouth. Will you thank him at last? He has reignited the fire in you. He has given you a purpose.

—--

Imagine returning to your apartment later that night, exhausted and disappointed, when the landline rings, tearing through the heavy silence. You know who it is before even before picking up the phone.

“Did you miss me?”

“Just by minutes, I suppose.”

You know this is not the answer he was seeking, but you have no energy or patience to lure him, not tonight. You will have to be cold and thorough this time.

“Oh, (Y/N),” he sighs from the other end, “Only if you knew how hard I have worked for you to get here, for us to come this far, reignite the fire. You don’t need those stupid therapy sessions, you need me, like I need you.”

“What do you want?”

“What do I want? You do not understand, do you?”

“Understand what?” You frown

“Goodnight (Y/N).” 

—------

You smile at the man in front of you. The pub is the perfect place for a drinks night—date night. You feel at ease after what feels like ages. Jack has a smile that can brighten the room and the kind, sincere brown eyes you wish to lean into. He makes you laugh and lean closer to him. He is everything a woman would wish for—kind, intelligent, sincere, cheeky, self-assured and gentlemanly. You feel the kind of warmth and security you wish you felt before. It makes you smile from within, beaming, blushing and giggling—back to the sweet days of giddy and carefree temperaments. You are never going to be the same, but it feels better when someone brings back those feelings for once

 It goes well with a parting kiss and a promise of a second date. 

Imagine fiddling with the lock of your door, a little drunk with a giggle bubbling in your throat before a gloved hand covers your mouth, snatching you away. Your instinct kicks in a moment too late, the sharp prick of a syringe weakens your kick to the shin of the assailant, it earns him a grunt, but your vision is already floating.

—----

You wake up with an ache in your neck and your vision still floating. You blink, trying to focus and help the dull ache behind your eyes. Your body feels heavy and achy, so when you try to roll your shoulders, you realise that your hands are tied behind your back.

Of course.

You groan, realising that you are in a sitting position, a wooden chair. You look around, only to find Jack tied on the floor, still knocked out, the dried blood on the side of his head and it becomes all too easy to guess how he ended up here.

You try to steady your heartbeat and let out a long, quivering exhale. That is when you notice the tape over your mouth. 

Fucking great!

You huff, though you cannot bring yourself to be too upset. The bastard is finally going to show himself.

When you received his call, you knew it in your bones that he was targeting your therapist. The poor woman had nothing to do with this, and you would not let her be dragged into the mess. You had to come up with something. And if not your therapist, he might go after the poor doctor. It was unlikely, but you wanted to warn him anyway.

You needed someone to distract him, you had to piss him off, he would make a mistake. That was when you contacted your old colleague and friend–Jack Traven. You and Jack had joined the LAPD together, but after you resigned, he was selected to join the LAPD SWAT. You kept contact with him throughout your years abroad, the only person from your previous workplace you put efforts to maintain a connection with. It was to his credit mostly, Jack kept check on you, regularly contacting you through mails or calls. He was the one who knew that you were actively hunting your godfather’s killer, and he was the one you thought of when you realised that you needed help.

You reached the hospital earlier than your regular schedule with the intention of distracting your therapist and the doctor. You remembered that he was from the cardiology department “Hi, I am looking for Doctor Juian Mercer?”

The receptionist looked confused before shaking her head.

“You mean Doctor Joshua?” She tested.

“Oh no, Doctor Julian Mercer, uh, this is the department of cardiology, if I’m not wrong?”

“Yes, Ma’am, it is. But there is no  cardiologist of this name working here.” You frowned, surprised.

“Um, could you check for me once?”

Sighing, she took out a file. “This is where the staff members are at the end and beginning of their shift.”

There was no Julian Mercer after all. Your throat parched as you began to connect the dots.

“Thank you so much.” You smiled at her before walking out.

Everything has gone according to plan. You called Jack, who had a friend help him make a fake profile of an electrical engineer, and you both acted to be on a date. You had deliberately avoided meeting Jack after your return; you did not want him to become a part of this mess, and it paid off. You knew he would know, and Jack is more than capable of handling himself. But the only surprise factor is that he has taken you along with Jack. 

Clearly, you and Jack have underestimated him, and you know that he has taken off the gun strapped to your ankle because ropes dig in through your pants now.

You look at Jack with concern. Maybe involving him was a bad idea; he has his life ahead and the possibility of a bright, happy future. You had asked for someone else, someone not related to LAPD at all but willing to get his hands dirty, but Jack insisted that he would do this himself, he is a stubborn, loyal man of morals and looking at his unconscious form, you are afraid that this might be the cause of his demise.

No, no, no, focus!

You chide yourself, trying to keep your rising anxiety in check, shifting your attention to the ropes instead. No, they are knotted clever and tight.

Come out, come out, bastard.

You look around the dimly lit place. The small window shows nothing but darkness, making you grit your teeth. You know he is watching from the shadows; he has to be here somewhere, and the faint drag of metal along concrete confirms that.

Despite your best efforts, your breathing is not free from faint quivers. You almost flinch on hearing a click before a record starts playing, a kind of romantic song one wants to dance to. You look around, trying to locate the device, probably a cassette player.

Instead, he emerges from the shadows—and your theory has been proven correct. ‘Doctor Julian Mercer’ emerges from the shadows, wearing a black leather jacket and the same smile he has been greeting you with for a while. Now, all he seems to lack is a set of sharp, pointed teeth. 

“And finally we meet, isn’t it romantic?” He looks around and purses his lips “Ah, maybe somewhere better, with candles, and…” his gaze falls on an unconscious Jack “Without unwanted company.”

He drags a metal rod along the concrete, sauntering towards Jack’s motionless figure. Your heart drums against your ribs as you try the rope while being as discreet as possible. But maybe you have not been quiet enough. He turns to you, the beaming smile returns, and you gulp faintly. 

“I had planned a better setting (Y/N), and it was perfect, by the river, for a dinner date. But you—” He looks away and runs his finger through his hair “You just had to ruin everything.” 

You feel your heartbeat picking up when he walks towards you instead. He leans in with both hands on the arms of the chair. If you want to lean away, anyone would, but you do not, you cannot afford to miss your only chance. You gulp and gaze into his bottomless orbs. At a glance, they might seem deep brown, but on closer inspection, they seem a shade lighter. From afar, he might seem a gentleman; on closer inspection, you can see the madness flickering in his orbs like a bonfire—controlled yet nurtured.

“Did you miss me?” He asks, tearing the tape off your mouth as you suppress a hiss. 

The act tears off a little bit of skin, and a hint of crimson seeps out that he wipes off with his thumb before sucking it off. You breathe in deeply, subduing a shudder.

“I wondered why you went silent.” You whisper out. 

It’s not a complete lie, but you refrain from giving him what he wants.

He smiles, sweet on the surface, and it makes it even more unsettling “Because I was waiting for you…Did you read my letters?”

“Yes. Yes, I read your letters, every letter.”

“Yes, I used your sweet perfume, just for you. I sleep with it every day. You know why?”

“Because you hunt at night?”

It makes him chuckle, his breath mixes with yours “Just to feel close to you. Just to smell you, feel you beside me.” He reveals, making your stomach flip, “You vanished,” he clicks his fingers “just like that. But I knew that you would return, could not let go of your old man’s dead face, could you?”

That makes the subdued fire within you rage; you may have managed to keep most of your emotions in check, but this is a sore spot.

“There it is, the fire—I knew I could reignite it, I always knew it, only I can keep it. I felt it that night when you chased me. You were so, so close.”

“Yes, I was so, so close.”

I should have shot you down

David smiles. “You see it, too; you just need to accept it. We give each other purpose and balance each other out. Like yin and yang, one cannot exist in the absence of the other. We need each other. Say it…admit that you need me (Y/N).”

“You know how many serial killers are active in the city right now?” 

You feel slightly disoriented due to whatever he injected into your bloodstream. Your neck aches, and it climbs into a dull headache on the side of your head. But it all is worth seeing that sinister grin wiped out of his face. 

“Five more. And you know how many serial killers I have profiled and analysed? Over twenty. Even when I was a rookie, I was analysing serial killers; even when I was studying Forensics, I was analysing them.”

“All because of me. I was the reason. I started this fire. I gave you a purpose. Say it!”

You look into his crazed eyes “You are just another paperwork.”

All traces of amusement or mirth evaporate from his eyes before a swift strike almost makes you topple over with the chair, but he holds it steady. 

“Fuck.” You curse, your cheeks throbbing along with your head. 

“All you do is put everything down the drain while I try to save our relationship.” You force down the pained whimper when he grips your cheeks to jerk your face towards him.

“It’s him, isn’t he? That therapist of yours and he are making you stray from your true purpose. Can’t you see it? We could make this work if that thing did not show up in your life again.” 

For the first time in the night, you see his calm demeanour crack, showing a glimpse of his twisted mind.

“You…You should be thanking me. But you have been such a brat.” His fingers dig deeper, earning a pained gasp from you, much to his delight. 

“Stop touching her.” Comes a tense voice from behind.

Your eyes turn to Jack, still lying on the ground, now glaring at David.

“Oh, look who’s awake!” David claps his hand with a grin as his attention shifts behind him, allowing you to move your shoulders a bit as you adjust your hands and fish out the thin and small but sharp pocket knife from your back pocket.

“Has nobody taught you that stealing is bad?”

“She’s not a thing, asshole.” Jack’s words earn him a kick on his stomach, and while you wince, you are partly thankful for this distraction, trying to cut through the ropes as fast as you can.

“You know what she just called me? Paperwork.” He grins, holding the back of Jack's neck and yanking him to stand up, only to kick his shin and make him fall back on the concrete

“I will give a nice, slow death.” He mutters, getting hold of his metal rod once more.

“Thank you.” 

The rod ceases mid air “What did you say?”

“I said…Thank you.” You repeat louder, glancing at the rusted rod hovering over Jack.

David chuckles, clearly delighted. Dropping the rod on Jack’s shin, his grin stretches at the poor man’s groan before he walks towards you.

“Say it again.” He whispers, leaning to match your gaze

“Thank you.” You repeat, quieter this time.

“Louder.”

“Thank you.” You oblige, praying that Jack is not badly wounded.

“Good, very good… That wasn’t so hard, was it?” He leans closer, and while you try to keep your anxiety in check, the proximity makes you feel uneasy.

“Say that I give you purpose.” You can practically feel his breath over your lips, 

“You gave…” You pause as he leans closer, his gaze dropping to your moving lips “You gave me a purpose.” 

“Open your mouth.”

What?

“Open your mouth and stick your pretty tongue out.”

Okay, this is far worse than you assumed.

When you do not comply, he smirks.

“That’s why we are perfect for each other.”  Without warning, he takes out a gun from his pocket and shoots behind him. The bullet hits the concrete pillar just a few inches away from Jack.

“NO!” You cry out, eyes wide and heart thumping

“Now open your mouth or the bullet hits his leg next.”

Trying to keep your breathing under control, you glare at him as you reluctantly open your mouth.

“Very good.” He drawls, slipping his thumb into your mouth, “Think twice before biting me.” He waves his gun in warning, still pointed towards Jack.

He lets out a sigh, resting his thumb on your tongue, and you wonder if he contemplating ripping your tongue out. But you already know that he might have something much worse in mind.

“You know how many times I imagined this? You showing me gratitude, accepting me, acknowledging this…This is the electric connection between us. This pull that always brings us together.”

You fume, not even having the luxury to grit your teeth.

“Now show me some gratitude and suck.”

Your eyes narrow at that.

He raises an eyebrow, pushing his thumb deeper “Is that how it’s going to be then? Well—Agrh!”

You flinch when hsi head wisp to the side and he pulls his thumb away, stumbling and clutching the back of his head instead.

“I said stop. Touching. Her.” Jack stands over, clutching the rod, eyes raging.

Grasping the opportunity, you spring to action, untangling your hands from the now cut ropes, you bend to free your feet as well while Jack knocks out the gun from David’s hand and lands punch on his gut.

But he has no idea who he is dealing with. David does not stay down for long, kicking Jack on the shin and pins him to the nearest wall by the rod pressing on his neck. “Should have emptied my gun into your head earlier.” David growls, choking Jack with the rod.

You lunge for the gun laying on the ground.

“Get the away from him!”

David turns to you and smirks.

“You cannot kill me (Y/N), you need me, we need each other. We are made for—”

You pull the trigger before he can repeat his delusional claims, watching his head jerk back before he falls to the ground with the rod, motionless while Jack hunches over, coughing.

“Time to sleep, scum.”

You whisper out, years of rage finally beginning to dissipate. You have imagined this moment  every night, every day and watching it turned into reality, your hands shake with exhilaration. 

“Y–you okay?” Jack’s voice is rough as he looks at you concerned.

“Yeah.” You finally lower the gun “Yeah, I am.”

“I am more than okay.” You admit quietly.

*****

Update: I watched the movie, and it is not so bad. Some scenes were obviously inspired by the movie, and those who have watched it will know. If you haven't, it doesn't make any difference. hope you enjoyed reading!

[christopherlightwoodchasm]

RWRB & Music

So I've been feeling quite paranoid over the soundtrack for the rwrb movie. I really associate this book with music and if they get the vibes wrong I know it will break me. I just can't imagine watching one of my favourite scenes come to life only for it to be set to some cheesy song that I don't like. I'm hoping that they include most of the music Casey mentions in the book (either by having the characters talk about/listen to it or having it on the soundtrack) and I'm hoping they stay away from current top 40 pop hits and stick with more retro/lesser known artists like heartstopper did. That being said, I wanted to share my rwrb playlist on here (minus the songs that are mentioned in the book since those are a given)

(these are put in chronological order so they fit the plot of the book bc I'm that much of a nerd)

English Boys - Blondie

Who'd Have Known - Lily Allen

Waterloo - ABBA

Lights - Ellie Goulding

11:59 - Blondie

It's My Party - Lesley Gore

Love Me Like a Friend - Fly by Midnight

Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy - Queen

Land of Lola - Billy Porter

My My My! (Acoustic) - Troye Sivan

Carry On - fun.

Current Location - LANY

Chinese - Lily Allen

All 4 Nothing (I'm So In Love) - Lauv

Breathing - Anne Marie

Modern Love - David Bowie

Starman - David Bowie

Angel Baby - Troye Sivan

Keeping a Secret - Bleachers

Animal - Troye Sivan

My Life - Billy Joel

Fuck You - Lily Allen

This Hell - Rina Sawayama

Pure - The Lightning Seeds

ps. I'm not sure how many views this post will get but if anyone wants me to talk about why I associate these songs w rwrb I'd be happy to make a separate post for that

[eastcoastboyos]

It's Hatteras, not Hatteras

Drive day number 3 is brought to you by Blake.

As the nights go by, the accommodations have fewer and fewer beds, and we become cozier by the day. Come morning, The hotel provides a hot Breakfast of folded eggs with american cheese, meat circles and coffee as thick as the air. Derek ate his breakfast in a daze, and we hit the road with full bellies and high hopes.

A brief stop into traders J's for road snacks is an air conditioned paradise. Walking out with a heavy bag of groceries makes us feel like kings. We are kids in a candy store, swapping treasures in the haven of the van.

Early on we pass large coal mounds and massive cranes as we near the Atlantic. Joel and Derek debate the psychologic vs physiologic aspects of the massive underwater tunnel transporting us beneath the bay.

Crossing into north Carolina we see a cyber truck, and are enthralled at the heavily innuendoed road signs. We opt out of getting crabs from dirty dick's. You're welcome ladies.

The southern sun beats down all around, and we are eternally grateful for the AC of our zippy minivan. Roadside monster truck tracks and impressive mini golf courses beckon us to challenge the heat, but level heads prevail until unskippable history spurs us to embrace the sun. The Wright brothers national monument consists of a beautiful open field leading to a manicured hill and spire. At $10 a head, we are forced to rival the brothers in their imagination, say hello to the park employee, and promptly turn around and skip it.

Cornfields and acreages give way to sand dunes and stilted houses. We drive over the long and curved Bonner bridge (heh) leading us to pea island (hehe).

There are many turnoffs to enjoy the national treasure of the outer banks, all of which are sudden and unexpected, leaving us to admire the ocean from a distance until at long last we reach our campsite. Tent be damned, we stroll to the beach and firmly plant ourselves on the sand. Armed with our own delicatessen, we rip the bread apart, Dylan and Derek doling out meat cheese and greens. Dinner is dry and delicious. Joel asks us to let him die happily on the coast, and Allen admires the mussels percolating through the surf.

Eventually the tent is set up with tired gutso, using pieces salvaged from Dylans duffel, and lashed to the roots of the bushes that surround us. Laughs are had over the picnic bench, until a tick frightens us into the tent. The stars beam as Derek reads us lullabies of poop and stool, and the cicadas chirp their final goodnight.

(Blake)

[the-firebird69]

There's a reason why he's getting money if he goes to a funeral or two and someone says they have a place for him to stay it depends where he might stay there and that's what they're up to but there's something Florida is pretty decent as a place to sit there's a few reasons forces us to do the job.

--the troll movie Uncle Phil is in is most likely coming up there is a prequel and he's a troll in that movie. And it's a similar area it's nearby the new area so he would be up there now as a troll and he has come by close to Uncle Phil and changes into BG and her son knows his role and it's not really mad at him nobody else does anything and he's doing what he can with what he's got yeah I mean people are mean here it's not your charge just Trump guy gets everybody hurt so he agrees this is the worst it's ever been and you're in charge they say and you're a fool. So there's a reason to put this up there and probably will help him sorry to tell though but it's very huge so we think that he's already up there running around as a troll it's really not trying to look like one but that's what he does up there and there's certain people that don't like him and this little midgets moved up there that's who's up there and they yell at them they're trying to find them too not very aggressively and been assigned to watch it. So we feel that Trump figures it out and he goes up there and uses lights and things and it's kind of saying it's a threat and Phil is upset it starts to fight and then it goes into the second movie but our son might think no not up there yet and they follow Preston and figure out that the mountains real and that's what happens and it's coming up very soon Monday into Tuesday people think and we think that's most likely.

--finding his picked up at all the rivers including the Rio grande people had missed it a little the Rio grande comes down it's about the parallel of Utah about 80 miles to the East and it forms up it goes miles to the ocean well the Gulf of Mexico and via Texas and it's not really huge at this time but it will become huge and in the movie with the woman who crash lands alone Sandra Bullock she lands in the middle of an area that was recently had caverns open and they were going to settle again and she was going to be dead and she got out of there and had a space suit helmet ready and she last a little longer so that's a danger and it looks like it was healthier because green stuff was forming. But that's on the Rio grande. That starts happening it's about it's length wither without the dropping of the currency the river widens and it becomes about half mile wide most of the way and towards the South a mile they're astounded at how big it is when they pull the diamonds out a lot of people don't like it can't stand it and they scream they want to refund and s*** like that it's going to go fairly well today because they are now in the process of getting him funding because of what's happening there's a huge deal going on today A lot of people are getting upset with what's happening here at the apartment they don't want Trump there harassing him and didn't want him in such a tight spot and people are willing to stop insane losers like Trump who doesn't seem to have a really good reason for doing it except to threaten for the office of the presidency which is really not sufficient to do much unless you know what you're doing and Joel was around them so we think that he has a trick or two and wants to keep people out of the parks but his AI doesn't work long enough to help counter what's happened we know it too the guy is done and he would admit it and can't imagine it also the crap but pretty soon he's going to be gone and out this is coming up troll and our son says you're being a troll right now usually you aren't and s*** it's all in front again Alan fun Allen yeah that's what it is it's your fault bg because I'm not really in this room mentally. He smiles and says yeah I get that you're making this s*** up so he started to giggle a little then a lot and he says I'm a troll and now it makes sense this is oh my God it's Uncle Phil it says shut up so our son says oh yeah and he says it sounds like the family A little but it sounds like her a lot. Cuz you can speak in your little Limerick tone uh oh our son says and it looks like Moana Ariana are dunking out and they're laughing because he's talking about this and he's putting the toilet seat up on his foot because she's trying to horrify them yeah I have to put up with all this craziness and he says I'm like being the bear then the bear do you see who's doing the attacking I get that just get up ben and get rid of them

We don't want them doing that it looks at me and says what are you doing and he says there's a lot of them to ban and he was okay but we're doing it it's just realizing nuts probably going nuts is where he will be and he says good I think it says you snore to her and makes him feel comfortable what is this where'd you get that story and he's growling I know about the stick too cuz you don't want that thing it's a living stick and he started laughing and said I've seen those things before it's close it's a stick bug and they're very dangerous and they're huge they have emitters so the thing is s*** and then is laughing cuz that's all I got a couple fleets with the kind of King so Ben wants to see the words and the difference

It's a lot of fun cuz he says I'm going to have to learn how to talk there now he said he's going to and Ben likes it and they speak and they're like little kids it's the greatest experience of my life hearing Ben say good. And our son is acting like he's driving him and he's helping them not too much though and he knows about it it's something that was hunted down so he says this it's sick in anyway just now they're kind of really not that bright and they really are so how about something bigger this is going to get strong having trouble chasing deer and so he takes it all and says I have to do this and so they're going to try and strengthen up this is an important day today what happens today is huge they say our son is going to mess up his deal and it's not true it's a different subject and he says that he's needing more money and they're backwards so we are getting ready and we're going to go ahead and we're going to start doing the job that said we have territory that we're taking an area they have a lot of bugs and stashes and caches they will actually try and take over the whole place of ours to stage attacks against bugs so we have to get going we need to hire hours now and we need you our people

Thor Freya

Olympus

It's not that hard of a language I know most of it so I know some of it and if you keep going on like this you're going to get penalized I'm just kidding of course he's going I don't want to get in trouble just always trying to get me in fights so he's looking at her and she says don't look at me you're the one with the brutish breath. So yeah I know how to speak it and I can get him calmed down and to listen and to move on and to tell him what's going on most people can't it's a skill and it is cherished by our people and those who know what it does. I'm off and I'm excited and I'm ready for this day I'm getting ready physically I'm putting things together and I am going to start working this has been a joy this week is much better you got some money for housing two months and it's temporary money he's going to need more really didn't ask for too much then they might award it and they used to people in their weird letters that sounds like it's not really weird but he put on there what they wanted he couldn't get the other thing to print out so that said it's going to be important to follow what happened with that letter and the Mac proper I want a son to get money from their demise it makes sense and EG was in charge of the facility or 9/11 conspiracy was run from and they are blaming him I would leave for what happened and it's very huge so we're going to print.

Hera

And we have the bottom part the very bottom three or so sentences

Thor Freya

This is awful but boy that really makes sense he comes in a decent time to figure it out because we were not figuring it out and it's huge this is a very huge item with us these are giant giant things to happen and the giant giant things that are making things change we we need people to know and we need them to know that it's real and this is not that easy to figure out and to just say this is it and tell people doesn't really do it and our friend is kind of screaming at me you said your job is not complete and you can't just dump it on people I agree very hard to do people don't really pick the stuff up on their own so I'm trying to get it in my mind the way it really is so I can convey it right and so people will hold on to it and I'm trying to figure out what that would be and really he's right they're using this 911 experiment so he says what's pretty smart other people are being blamed too and I can count on my hand how many people are involved in these upcoming movies and are slated to die some of them permanently some of them over and over and apparently I'm like number one or something and he's they're trying to make a Russian reference with the Jewish character as well as my people and we might be out there so I'm going to get ready Jason is another one that takes it hard he gets hit hard and it is bad and it's where he is it's oil my people was diamonds they're everywhere now but they're still in my locations and it's still about my people and the actual Russians I got to get going

Bg

Goid

Hera

Sure I'm cranky and I'm out of line a little bit but not really a much people are threatening me and Trump has to be put in line and now he's president so good luck with that

Zues

I'm sitting here watching and his explanation is right there are people out of control here not giving him a chance not giving us a chance and they're rude and heinous they need to be removed what they're saying is horrible and he deserves a lot more than a few bucks and really the one holding us all here so it's becoming more obvious but that's an issue we're all doing the job and Tommy f was always the guy on the outside and now he's all moving around with us and messing with us and always see him doing he is chores and trying to have some restful sleep and recover from massive amounts of poisoning that we did some of us did a lot less some did a lot more doesn't make anybody nicer and it's not really fair to him he's a young man and people have stifled his career and what you people are saying is making most of us angry and sick you're not right I'm trying to run this business and he sees me with people who are insisting on being here and not doing the job at all his place in any way and you know he's not in trouble or nothing but what a pain in the ass you guys are you're you're holding this job up and if he wasn't here you wouldn't be talking about it but I didn't say that if you were not going to be the renters and you probably want to be and people are fighting you on it you'll be doing the job first and you're not supposed to now I have something to say about that you're supposed to do what I tell you cuz it's a business it's not a family business per se because they're not actually family not like you're treating it you're not my baby kid you're supposed to be a man and really you do work that you're asked to do and her friend here would respect his dad I can see you fluffing off a few so you f*** it all off we're tired of you and we don't want it anymore and pretty soon it's going to be some legal stuff coming down the road is what you're saying to me and clients and I'm certainly not going to take the fall for you and it looks like you die jason in Star wars like you've been saying about me what a shame

Stan

Olympus

[wqbytop100]

WQBY

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[kenetijamesupdates]

Gary talked to Joel Decklemeier about Jeremy and Tom’s relationship, the ease of working with KJ, what he is hoping for the audiences to take away, the love story, and working with vets. 

Jon and Andy talked to Joel about interviewing Adie and Jeremy, a rush of hope, Jeremy’s presence on set, and how he infused love into the filming process, Jeremy’s relationship with KJ, and KJ and Britt’s chemistry. 

Jeremy talked with Mark S Allen about making corrections to scenes, which he didn’t really do, KJ wanting to get it right, KJ portraying him, and what’s next for him. 

KJ and Britt talked with Mark about the excitement of the premiere, Britt talked about her favorite scene and they gave some bts secrets about it, and the vibe on set. 

Britt also ended the interview by saying “I hope you don’t get the virus.” A week ago we were in a very different world than we are now. 

 Britt and KJ talk with Adam Weissler about their friendship, being on set with Jeremy, Melissa’s story and her passion for faith and love, KJ talks about doing the music and believing in love. Kj does not talk about his own music or Riverdale, though Adam wants him to. They also talk about Corona virus for a second. 

[wonderlandleighleigh]

Today's been bad. Like I just cried buckets and need to rehydrate bad. If you have the time could you imagine a Lenny/Midge and Luke/Lorelai or a Lenny/Midge and high school Jess/Rory or a Luke/Lorelai and adult Jess/Rory double date? Whichever has you most inspired.

(aw man I'm so sorry about your day. Let me see what I can do!)

"I never promised it would be a good play," Lenny chuckles as their drinks arrive.

He'd been given four comp tickets to a new show on Broadway and it had been...less than stellar. Luke has to admit though, that even though the play was crap, he's having a good time. Lorelai looks beautiful (she always does, really, but she got all dressed up for a night in Manhattan), and Midge and Lenny are in high spirits, chatting happily as they wait for their food to arrive.

"One time I went on a date to a terrible musical," Midge tells them, smiling. "It was so bad, we left during intermission."

"Oh my god, what was the musical?" Lorelai asks. "And why do I feel the sudden urge to need to see it?"

"It was the Lizzy Borden musical," Midge explains. "We realized during intermission that since the murder happened at the end of act 1, then act 2 was going to be the trial."

"Oh, god," Luke says, horrified. "An entire second act of a musical that's just a courtroom scene?"

"So we left," Midge shrugs.

"And came to my show instead," Lenny chimes in, grinning wickedly.

Lorelai gasps. "Midge! You took a date to see Lenny's act? That's so unfair to the date!"

Midge lifts her hands, trying not to laugh. "In my defense, I had no idea I had feelings for Lenny yet. Nothing had happened between us, other than him sending me flowers as a thank you for hanging out at his Steve Allen gig."

"As if flowers isn't a hint?" Luke grumbles.

Lenny chuckles. "The card I sent wasn't particularly romantic. Just a thank you and an invite to my next show. Which she missed, but her father went to. We got arrested together. He thought the flowers were nice."

Lorelai laughs at that.

"My father was over the moon when we got married," Midge tells them. "Finally, an intellectual in the family!"

"God, I can't even imagine my parents approving of a boyfriend I picked out myself," Lorelai comments. "Was that weird?"

Midge shrugs. "He hated Joel. He was fine with Benjamin - the doctor I took to see Lenny's show - but he actually wanted to talk to Lenny. I'm pretty sure if Papa could have married Lenny himself, he would have."

"Progressive for a man born in the 1890's," Lenny jokes.

Midge reaches out, patting Lorelai's hand "They'll come around to Luke."

"They won't," Lorelai snorts. "But it's okay, believe me. I've never cared what they think before, I'm not about to start caring now."

"Parents can be tough," Lenny concedes. "It took Ma a little while to warm up to Midge. And she never liked Honey."

Midge purses her lips but says nothing.

"Ooh," Lorelai comments with a chuckle. "Midge has feelings."

The older woman shrugs. "Sally was a tough old broad."

"From the day she was born," Lenny adds, snapping a finger.

Luke clears his throat a little awkwardly and looks to Lorelai. "My mother would have really liked you."

She melts a little, looking touched. "Luke, that's so sweet. I'm really glad."

"Well, you know. She was a really great person, my mom," Luke shrugs. "And you're a great person, so..."

"Oy the schmaltz, kill me now," Lenny groans jokingly.

"As if you're any better," Midge chuckles.

[relax-and-read-on]

i don't know which one of the primarchs would sugest it, but i can't stop imagining thw primarchs having a karaoke competition for the family night, what do ou think about it? who would be the worst singer?

I have this weird, personal HC that the one who probably love music the most is... Leman.

The guy grew up with wolfs, and while yes, they are lovely and cared for him very well and I have a lot of feelings about that fact, they don't have music. So imagine him, as a teenager, still half feral and hearing music for the first time. Hearing signing. An entire concept he never even tough about or considered. And it make his semi wolf brain! Happy!! Because dogs also enjoy musics!!! He has no rythmes or musical talent, but he will jump around and dance and sign horribly, because that's what music is about, the joy and emotions it creates.

But! Without further waiting....

The primarch, and they are having a karaoke night

Leman: As mentioned before, he's the one who invited everyone to come Karaoke with him. He's.... Full of enthusiasm, and is trying to make everyone sign at least once. His performances go all over the place, but we have to mention Hungry like the wolf - By Duran Duran, wich made the family cheer him.

Fulgrim: the second most into music!!! He jump after that and does an AMAZING rendition of Womanizer - By Britney Spears. With the choreography. Ferrus is visibly sweating, it's too early for this. Mjød is brought to the table to deal with this, and shit start getting out of hand.

Sanguinius: Grab the mic next, because he had no fear of going after Fulgrim, and actually start signing Tous les mêmes - by Stromae. He love this kind of music and it means nothing, really... Except that Horus is now making a face.

Ferrus: after drinking some liquid courage and because it would make Fulgrim happy- stumble his way through Uptown Girl - by Billy Joel. It's adorable. And he get some wolf whistles his way.

Jaghatai: shit is getting too couply, time to bring some TRADITIONAL signing in here. Goes up and sign Erbed Sookher -- By Aryuna Nimaeva, with full on throat signing. Everyone is slow blinking, but leman is fucking THRILLED. slap Jaghatai on the back and demand to be taught how to throat sign!! The two start sharring alchool and??? They are???? Getting along?!????!?!!!

Magnus: has had too much to drink at this point, because he's a nerdy lightweight. Stumble on stage, and someone (Fulgrim) put on Everytime We Touch - by Cascada. Yell more than he sign but it make everyone laugh and cheer.

Vulkan: He wants to sign toooo!! He's getting!!! Pumped up!!! Definitlt not the best vocalist, and everyone is surprised by him picking MIC Drop -- By BTS by oh my GOD foes he have the right attitude to pull that shit off?!?!

Roboute: He's also getting quite drunk, and he's quite happy, so he pull up one of his fav song Piano Man -- by Billy Joel. Horus start complaining that it's the second time Billy Joel has been pulled up. Sanguinius try to calm him down. Turn out, he took Sang's song pretty personal. Robby is low key sad no one listened to him singing.

Horus: Pissed now, and had too much of a drink. Go on stage, grab the mic and perform Look What You Made Me Do -- by Taylor Swift. Yes he's a petty bitch like that. Sanguinius look like he's about to cry.

Corvus: oh now she's pissed. Grab theic, and perform, while DIRECTLY pointing Horus, Fuck you -- By Lily Allen. Leman is laughing so hard he fall in Lion's laps and stay there. Gracefully throw the mic randomly to her bros when she's done

Mortarion: he's terrified. He can't sing. He doesn't have the voice with his respirator. Someone take pity on him. And put I Want It That Way -- by Backstreet Boys. This is actually a good move, because everyone is also siging and covering his lack of voice.

Alpharius and Omegon: they snatch the mic and perform Levan Polkka -- By Hatsune Miku. Somehow, leaks are produced and they got the dance on POINT. Everyone is confuse. Vulkan is kinda into it.

Angron: he's mind is getting weird between the nails and the booze, but oh my GOD does he being the house down when he start singing Killing in the name -- By Rage Against The Machine. Konrad seem especially into it.

Konrad: he's vibrating. He wanna do a song too now. No one knew he even liked musics. End up performing a frankly HILARIOUS Bohemian Rapsody -- By The Queen. Does every part freakishly well. The night is starting to slow down considerably, as everyone is getting reaaaally drunk.

Lorgar: he's.... Very, very drunk. Does an absolutly gut wrenching performance of Loosing my religion -- by R.E.M. end up a sobbing mess at the end, splayed on Magnus, Sanguinius and Corvus's knees. Horus is still in the dog house. Leman is now asleep against Lion.

Rogal: See that Roboute is still sad that he didn't get to sing Piano man, so he grab him, and they duo We Didn't Start The Fire -- by Billy Joel. It's not the best as they are both stumbling around drunk but by god is it fun.

Perturabo: He mad to go after Rogal, especially when everyone is super drunk and getting ready to leave... But he still take the time to Sing Bad Day -- by Daniel Powter. It make a few of his bros smile, and they all start leaving.

Lion: he wait until everyone has left, and gently sing Des p'tits bout de toi -- by Roxanne Bruneau, very very softly and gently to a sleeping Leman in his laps, while he pet his hairs. Yes, he has a crush, and didn't want anyone else to hear him sing. Leman smile in his sleep.

[stranded-labyrinth]

given that hannibal fans have been talking recently about movies that have some hannibal vibes, i'd like to put forth a recommendation.

The Watcher (2000)

Joel Campell (James Spader): a sweaty, diabetic fbi agent that doesn't take care of himself beyond going to therapy.

David Allen Griffin (Keanu Reeves): a grungy, flirtatious, stalker serial killer who is desperate for the attention of the fbi agent when he's not too busy strangling random women with piano wire.

Polly (Marisa Tomei): a sweet yet professional therapist who cares about joel's well-being, and sheds a new light on things involving griffin.

the premise of the movie is that the case got to be too much for Joel, so he dropped it and moved from L.A. to Chicago just to get away from it. Griffin decidedly didn't like that, as things weren't fun without him, and chose to follow him, deciding to make things easier on the poor man by sending him a photo of his intended victim a day in advance.

essentially, imagine a movie in which Will was investigating The Chesapeake Ripper while never having actually met Hannibal before. the case becomes too much, Will moves away and starts therapy with Alana, and Hannibal follows. there's even someone in Jack Crawford's position, only a lot more forgiving toward the agent.

i'm fully willing to accept that it could just be me that sees the similar vibes, but i'd like to share regardless. the trailer's available on youtube still (but you have to add the 2000 or they'll think you mean the show)

[duhragonball]

[FIC] Luffa: The Legendary Super Saiyan (71/?)

Disclaimer: This story features characters and concepts based on Dragon Ball, which is a trademark of Bird Studio/Shueisha and Toei Animation.   This is an unauthorized work, and no profit is being made on this work by me. This story is copyright of me. Download if you like, but please don’t archive it without my permission. Don’t be shy.

Continuity Note: About 1000 years before the events of Dragon Ball Z.

Previous chapters conveniently available here.

[6 February 234 Before Age.  Nat-Chezz II.]

“There, you see, it was written right here in the book.”

Zaperc held the dog-eared paperback open with one hand and jabbed his leathery finger onto a particular page he had highlighted.  Despite being completely outmatched, he seemed to be utterly assured that the book would somehow vindicate him.

Luffa snatched it away from him and glanced at the cover.  She was about to ask if Zaperc had lost his mind, until she saw her own name.

The book was entitled: The Luffa Way: The Path to Unlocking the Success Secrets and Awakening Your Inner Legend.    There was a picture of a glowing golden figure, which Luffa supposed was meant to be her, but it looked more like a Saiyan man.  On the back cover was a small photograph of the author, an unctuous-looking man with a toothy, insincere grin and a pretentious gleam in his eyes.

“Who the hell is this guy?” Luffa demanded.   “I had nothing to do with this!”

“But... but how did you manage to unlock your inner legend without Luffa’s book?”  Zaperc asked.

“I am Luffa, you dimwit!” she shouted.  She pointed at the short, thick hair that now glowed yellow on her scalp.  “And I didn’t get this way by reading any book.”

At her feet, Zaperc’s son, Brockle, rolled away from her and sat upright.  “Don’t be... don’t be ridiculous!” he said as he struggled to catch his breath.  “You can’t be Luffa!  According to the book—“

“The book!” Luffa growled.  “The book!  Is that why you weaklings took over this planet?  So you could sit around and read all day?!”

“Weaklings?” Brockle sputtered.  “How dare—?”

With a contemptuous snort, Luffa tapped him on the shoulder and he collapsed to the floor.  Ignoring his groaning, she sat on his back and started flipping through the pages.

“I’ve been photographed at least a hundred thousand times,” she grumbled.  “Can’t even wear that sundress I bought without some creep waiting for me to fly away.”

“Brockle!” cried Zaperc.

“Get... off.... me!” Brockle grunted.

“Oh, it was always satisfying to kill them,” Luffa muttered to herself.  “That look in their eyes when they realized they just laid down their lives for a picture of somebody’s butt.  But there was no challenge to it, and I can’t just waste my life picking off photographers.”

“Believe in your inner legend, son!” Zaperc said.  “You can do it!”

But Brockle could not do it.  Though he flailed his arms and legs mightily, Luffa had him pinned firmly to the ground.  She crossed her knees and licked her finger as she continued to page through the book.

“All they’ve got in here are 'artists’ conceptions',” Luffa said.  “And every 'eyewitness account' I see in here is from some planet I’ve never been to!  Wait a minute.  Planet Krouton?  That’s not even a real planet!”

“You can do it, son!” Zaperc cheered.  “Unless... she really is Luffa...”

“I went to Krouton in some made-up story a fan wrote about me!” Luffa seethed. She looked up at Zaperc with disbelief.  “Whoever wrote this thing must have seen the same thing and thought it was a true story!   You mean you twits were taking advice from this?  No wonder you’re all so weak!”

“But there has to be some truth to it,” Zaperc said.  “Your transformed state.  Your role in creating the Federation... and you defeated thirty Saiyans on Vedev III—“

“Fifty Saiyans,” Luffa said sharply.  “And most of that bunch were a lot stronger than your little band of raiders.”

“Raiders!” Zaperc exclaimed.  “No, you don’t understand!    We didn’t come here to loot this world.  We came here to be its champions!”

Luffa closed the book and glared at him suspiciously.

*******

In the galley of the Emerald Eye, Luffa chopped vegetables while Zatte leaned against the opposite counter.

“Let me get this straight,” Zatte said between bites of a taproot.  “Some guy you’ve never heard of wrote a self-help book, and made it all about you.  Even though he’s never met you, and he never got permission from you.”

“Right,” Luffa said without looking up from her work.  “You want some blue-cress in this?  I’m in the mood for blue-cress.”

“Go for it,” Zatte said.  “But this guy writes a book and puts your name on it to help it sell. Then this Zaperc guy buys a copy, and he thinks it’s some kind of Saiyan Holybook.”

Luffa tensed up at the sound of that, and the rhythm of her knife on the cutting board was disrupted.  “I mean, yeah,” Luffa said, “but when you put it that way...”

“But I thought the other Saiyans all believed you were a phony,” Zatte said.  “They don’t believe Saiyans can transform the way you do, so they think you’re not a real Saiyan.”

“Apparently the guy who wrote that book did a better job convincing Zaperc than I ever could,” Luffa said.  “Not that I ever tried to convince anyone.  If my people want to pretend I’m an alien imposter to soothe their egos, that’s their problem.  But Zaperc’s gang is buying into a whole other set of lies.   He thinks I’m a man who awakened his 'inner legend’ through the power of positive thinking or some other malarkey.”

“Don’t be too hard on them,” Zatte said.  “Positivity got them this far, didn’t it?  They got your attention, after all.”

“But they didn’t come to this planet to get my attention,” Luffa said.  “They came here to make some half-assed imitation of what I did with the Federation.    They want to defend Nat-Chezz from anyone who tries to invade it.  Sort of what I’ve been doing, but on a smaller scale.”

“And it worked,” Zatte said.  “You showed up and gave them a bigger challenge than they ever would have found roaming around space, picking fights they knew they could win.”

“Challenge,” Luffa scoffed.  “Against me, they’re like a bunch of ants trying to bring down a dinosaur.”

“What about the Chezzi?” Zatte asked.  “Are they okay with their new ’champions’?”

“I talked to their king,” Luffa said.  “He’s totally on board with this idea, but I think it’s just because he likes having a bunch of Saiyans working for him.  A lot of big shots are like that.  They see a Saiyan bodyguard as a status symbol.  ‘Look at me, this guy can fight a whole army and he does whatever I tell him.’  That kind of thing.”

“Like when Wildthyme was controlling us,” Zatte said.

“Exactly,” Luffa said, pausing to point her knife at the ceiling.  “That little bastard could have made me do all sorts of things for him, but all he really wanted was for me to stand around and make him feel important.  Same thing here, only I don’t think the Chezzi king knows what he’s gotten himself into.”

“Do they even need protection?” Zatte asked.

Luffa nodded while she scraped diced peppers into a bowl.  “They’ve got a lot of scandium resources, whatever that is.  They’ve been conquered a few times before, which is probably why those villagers I talked to were so confused.  They probably just thought I was kicking Zaperc out to seize the planet for myself.”

“This sounds kind of complicated,” Zatte said.

“I know.  That’s why I’m gonna uncomplicate it.  If these fourth-rate Saiyans are going to go around interfering in people’s business, that’s one thing.  But they’re doing it in my name, and that really ticks me off.”

“Where do we start?” Zatte asked.

“We?” Luffa asked.  “These are Saiyans, Zattie.  They may be weaklings, but they’re still dangerous.”

“I’ve lived with one for a while,” Zatte said.  “She’s moody, but I eventually showed her who’s boss.”

“Yeah, well this is serious, boss,” Luffa said.

“So am I,” Zatte said.  “Like it or not, you’re an inspiration to these people, just like you’re an inspiration to me.  It’s going to be weird for them to see their golden hero as a real person.  I still have trouble with it sometimes, and I’ve known you for years.  I might be able to connect with them better than you can.”

Luffa continued chopping silently for a while, then at last said: “Okay, maybe you’ve got a point.  I’ll bring you along.”

Zatte began to make an excited noise, until Luffa cut her off by adding: “On one condition.  Don’t embarrass me in front of them.  Most of them still don’t know what to make of me.   The last thing I need is an oversexed Dorlun confusing them even more.”

“Of course not,” Zatte said.  “I know how you feel about public displays of affection.”

“I’m not saying you need to pretend like you don’t know me,” Luffa said.  “Handholding is fine.  No kissing, though.”

“I know the drill.”

“I mean it, Zattie.”

“Don’t worry about it.”

*******

[7 February 234 Before Age.  Nat-Chezz II.]

The Saiyans were gathered together just outside “Fort Luffa”, which was a mansion that had been donated by a wealthy Chezzi, albeit begrudgingly.  Some of them were sitting on the ground or large stones, while others had taken furniture from the mansion.    Luffa’s star-yacht was parked a hundred yards away.

There were seven in all.  Zaperc was about sixty, but Saiyans aged very little through most of their life span, and so he looked very much like his young son, Brockle.  Both were pale skinned, but Brockle was a head taller than his father, while Zaperc had a long ghoatee at the end of his chin.

Lounging on a couch was Bodi, the first Saiyan Luffa had encountered on this planet.   He kept leering at her over a pair of cheap sunglasses, and raising one of his thick eyebrows as if to convey his interest.  The last time he had tried to flirt with Luffa, she knocked the wind out of him.  Apparently that punch hadn’t gotten the message across, or he just looked like that all the time.  Luffa planned to hit him again either way.

Vigurd had a very stocky body, the sort that would strike terror into the hearts of her enemies, except that her ruddy, cherubic face had a sickly sweet innocence to it that completely undermined her attitude.  She was scowling at Luffa for giving her a bloody nose in their last encounter, but her angry expression only made her look even cuter.  It was a sad lot in life to be so adorable, but Luffa respected Vigurd’s determination to overcome her deformity.

Lesseri, on the other hand, was at least 70 inches tall, with an extremely muscular build and long shaggy hair that went down to her hips.  Her complexion was somewhat darker than Luffa’s which seemed to compliment the countours of her mesomorphic body.  Luffa was a married woman, of course, but a Saiyan with Lesseri’s physique made her consider what might have been.

Hijik was a thin, bitter-looking man with only a tuft of black hair at the center of his otherwise bare scalp.  He beady eyes regarded Luff with complete contempt.  It was obvious to her that his disdain for her ran deeper than her quick victory over their group yesterday.

Finally, there was Jikama, who barely warranted Luffa’s attention.  He had red hair and eyes, and his build was chunky, but not to the same extend at Vigurd.  Like the others he viewed Luffa with distrust, but she cared very little what any of them thought of her.  All she wanted from them now was her attention.

“You claim to be defending this planet, but none of you even sensed me coming until I was already in your lair,” Luffa said.  “I wasn’t using my full power, but I still should have been hard to miss, so I’m guessing that means none of you were paying attention.”

Zaperc was the first to speak up for the group.  “We were, uh, resting after a long patrol—“

“All seven of you?” Luffa asked.  “At the same time?  If I had been a real enemy I could have destroyed you all from orbit.”

“Where do you get off telling us how to handle ourselves?” Hijik demanded.  “I only joined this group because Zaperc said it would help me get stronger.”  He glanced at Vigurd and Lesseri before turning back to Luffa.  “But so far all I’ve gotten is an earful from a bunch of women.”

Luffa smiled.    “I thought you might have a beef with me, Hijik,” she said.  “So let’s get it out into the open.”

“You’re no Super Saiyan,” Hijik said.  “I don’t know what that transformation is, but you can’t be as strong as Chanisp was.”

“And why not?” Luffa asked.

“Because...!  Because look at you!  Everyone knows Saiyan women lack the fighting skills of men.  You can’t get angry enough to tap into your full power.    It’s simple biology!”

“Come and show me then,” Luffa said.  She held out her arm and curled in her fingers to invite him to attack.  “Unless you’re afraid.”

Vigurd and Lesseri chuckled at this.  Zaperc looked at him expectantly, but Hijik didn’t move.

“Oh, you’d like that, wouldn’t you?” he scoffed.  “You’ll just thrash me like you did yesterday, and pretend you’ve proven me wrong.  Well let me tell you something: You women have been pushing us around long enough, and if you’re not careful—“

“Let me tell you something, Hijak,” Luffa broke in.  “You’re all talk.  I’m guessing you only threw in with Zaperc because you wanted to find some shortcut, some way to prove you’re genetically superior to half of our race.  If I were a man, you’d take that as proof that you’re further ahead than any Saiyan woman, even if they happen to be stronger than you.  But I’m not a man, am I?  So where does that leave you?  Let’s find out.”

Luffa snapped her fingers and suddenly Zatte appeared beside her, as though materializing out of thin air.  She dropped a supply bag at her feet and  waved cordially to the group.

“Who’s she?” Brockle asked.

“She’s my wife,” Luffa said.

“Oh, wonderful,” Hijik grumbled.

“Zatte isn’t very strong,” Luffa said, but she’s got some interesting abilities.  You’ve already seen how she can camouflage herself.  Even I couldn’t sense her until she revealed hersel—“

Luffa happened to glance at Zatte while she spoke, and this completely derailed her train of thought.  The Dorlun woman was wearing a one-piece swimsuit, with the words “Super Saiyan Club President” printed on the front. The rest of her outfit consisted of combat boots, a cropped leather jacket, gun holsters strapped to her bare legs, and her usual eyepatch.  She was eating a small lollipop, and occasionally adjusted the stick with her hand.

“There’s a club?” asked Vigurd.

Luffa stared at Zatte, who grinned back at her.  “We talked about this,” Luffa whispered.

“It’s hot out here,” Zatte said.  “And this is my favorite swimsuit.  Unless you wanted me to go back to the ship and get the one you seem to like so much.”  She reached out and tapped Luffa on the tip of her nose when she said "you".

“No!” Luffa said quickly, her face turning red.  “No, this is fine.”

“I knew you’d see things my way, dear,” Zatte said as she kissed Luffa on the cheek.

“Hey!” Luffa yelped.

“Enough of this!” Hijik whined.  “I didn’t come here to watch you show off your alien consort!”

"I *brought* her here as a challenge," Luffa said, suddenly regaining her focus.  "You don’t seem to eager to fight me Hijik, so why don’t you take on her?"

"That’s absurd!" Brockle objected.

"Is it?!" Luffa shouted.  "Your father was willing to do whatever I said when he thought it was in that stupid book!  Well, I flipped through it last night, and I did find a couple of things I liked.  "That line about 'Never backing down from a challenge’?"

Brockle looked to Zaperc, who nodded in agreement.

"You shouldn’t need me or anyone else to tell you that.  Least of all some alien hack who’s never set foot on a battlefield," Luffa went on.  "It should be burning in your blood.   You should be excited to fight me, Hijik, or Zatte, or anyone else who comes along.  But you’re too afraid of losing, of having to rethink your opinions."

"What species is she?" Hijik asked carefully.

"What difference does it make?" Luffa demanded.  "You’re strong enough to defeat her.    You have the advantage, which was why I planned to drop you two off in a jungle a couple thousand miles from here.    Nice game of hide and seek."

Zatte took a pistol from one of her holsters and checked the settings.  "You did say you wanted heavy stun, right?" she asked.

"Definitely," Luffa said.  "You might have to hit some of these guys twice to bring them down though."

"Whatever you say, sweetie," Zatte said.

Luffa blushed again, and a few of the other Saiyans did as well.

"Will you cut that out?" Luffa hissed.

Zatte simply grinned and checked her other weapons.

"But... I can’t sense her ki," Hijik blubbered.  "And if she can become invisible..."

Bodi suddenly stood up and removed his glasses.  "So it’s a snipe hunt?  Very well!  I accept.  Tracking pretty girls is my specialty.  Take heart, Hijik!  If this alien smells as lovely in the jungle as she does here, then the day is already won."  He struck a pose and added:  "Game Over!"

Luffa took one of Zatte’s guns and shot him Bodi in the chest.  He curled up into a ball and began groaning from the pain.

"He’s right," Luffa said.  "You can sniff her out, but don’t think that she’ll just stand still and leave an easy trail to follow.  Not to mention that she’ll be hunting you while you hunt for her.  One time she...  what is that?"

They all began curiously sniffing at the air, except for Zatte, who was spraying something onto her body.

"Camphor," Zatte said.  "It’s good insect repellent, and the smell’s kind of nice.  I always bring along way more than I need, though."

She looked at the bottle and stroked her chin.  "Well, whatever I don’t use, I can always dump onto a tree or something."

Luffa was genuinely surprised by this.  "Well," she said.   “So much for trackin her scene.   I guess you could still hear her if you pay close attention."

"None of you heard me when I put all those stinkbombs a few minutes ago," Zatte said.

Vigurd blinked twice and asked "What stinkbo-- AAAAAAAAAWWWWWWW!"

Suddenly they were all holding their noses and groaning as a putrid, sulfurous odor permeated the entire site.  Luffa took a step back, but she was too amazed by Zatte’s tactics to properly defend herself against them.

"I know my weaknesses," Zatte explained.  "And I take steps to compensate for them.  More importantly, I make it my business to know my enemy’s weaknesses.  You Saiyans are used to getting by with brute force solutions, but small fry like me don’t always have that luxury."

She approached Luffa and wrapped her arms around her.  Luffa was perturbed, but didn’t try to stop her.  "I’ve watched this lady do some incredible thing,” Zatte said.  “But I’ve also had to wash skunk spray off her because she didn’t think ahead.  She could blow up this whole planet, but she gets uptight if I get too affectionate around other people."

She pointed at Hijik.  "And you," she said.  "You’re more easily flustered than Luffa is, but nowhere near as strong.  The sad thing is that you’ve got a good chance of catching me in that jungle, but you’re so afraid of getting shown up by an alien woman that you’ve already mentally given up."

"This is stupid," Hijik whined.  "You two are just setting me up to fail!  Why should I play your sick game if I can’t win?"

"Because failure is the best teacher," Luffa said.  "I didn’t get this strong by being undefeated.  Neither did Chanisp or Old Darbock, or the other old heroes.  We Saiyans grow stronger when we’re pushed to our limits.  Or did you forget that because it wasn’t written in that book of yours?"

Zaperc shifted uncomfortably in his seat.

"You should be fortifying the planet," Luffa said.  "Drilling with each other and planning defense strategies with the local military.  I didn’t start the Federation so I could lounge around in someone else’s house all day while I waited for an easy opponent to show up at my door," Luffa said.  "I was looking for a challenge.  Something to work on.

"The Chezzi king authorized our use of the mansion," Brockle said as he pointed towards it.

"Fine, but he’s not forcing you to stay inside it all day!" Luffa replied.  "None of you were remotely prepared for a fight."

"So what?" Lesseri asked.  "You would have beaten us either way.  I told you it was stupid to stay in one place, Zaperc.  It takes away our option to retreat."

"Retreat?!" Luffa shouted.  "Is that all you think of when a strong opponent shows up?  Where’s your Saiyan pride?"

"What good is pride if I’m dead?" Lesseri said with a shrug.

"My people say the same thing," Zatte said with an understanding smile. 

Luffa shot her a dirty look and Zatte quickly added: "Sorry."

"I’l let you all in on a little secret,” Luffa said with an evil grin.  “We’re all going to die.  How and when is up to us.  Or did your mother tell you differently, Lesseri?  When she taught you to fight, did she tell you not to bother, since you’d just outlive all your enemies anyway?"

"My mother?" Lesseri scoffed.  "She abandoned me to a gestation facility as soon as she found out she was pregnant."  She raised her arm and flexed it, showing off her sizeable bicep.  "I got this far on my own."

Luffa was shocked by her words.  "Gestation facility!?" she exclaimed.

"The one on Wexloi Sigma?" Vigurd asked.

"Matter of fact, yeah," Lesseri said.

"They’ve got a good outfit there," Vigurd said.  "I had my twins gestated there."

"How could you let them do that to your own children?!" Luffa gasped.

"Let them?"  Vigurd said with a laugh.  "It was my idea, ’sweetie’.  They certainly charged me enough for it.  6500 credits just for the prenatal extraction."

"Ouch," Lesseri said.

"That’s per embryo, by the way," Vigurd added.  "Which is stupid.  It’s not like they had to do two surgeries.  And don’t get me started on the nutrient bath fees."

"That’s monstrous!" Luffa said.  "Why would you--?"

"What was I supposed to do?" Vigurd shot back.  "Lounge around the house until I gave birth to them?  Skip perfectly good battles just to nurse a pair of ungrateful brats?  Where’s your Saiyan pride?"

Luffa clenched her fists and began grinding her teeth.

"Hey, uh, maybe we need to get on with the training," Zatte said.  "I’ve got the jungle’s coordinates, so we can all just rendezvous there and get started--"

“Good point, Vigurd,” Lesseri said.   “Seize the day, I always say.   You can’t wait for your enemies to die of old age.   At least, that’s what that bitchy Super Saiyan told me.”

Luffa cut her off.  "Since you like options so much, Lesseri, I’ll give you all one.  You can either help Hijik chase Zatte in the jungle, or you can spar with me."

"Suits me fine," Lesseri said.  "I’d rather take a beating than listen to any more of your sermons."

"Fall.  Out."  Luffa said through gritted teeth.

*******

"Well, that could have gone better," Zatte said after they were gone.

Luffa didn’t answer, except to make a low growl.

"I’m, uh, sorry for how I acted," Zatte said.  "I was trying to get a psychological edge, and I figured if I could throw you off balance, then I could definitely rattle them."

"You were great, Zattie," she said.  "Took me a while to catch on, but you’re a genius.  You knew just what buttons to push."

"Oh, well... thanks.  Listen, we knew they’d be rough around the edges.  They’re angry and disillusioned, and we’re gonna have to break them down before we can build them back up.  So don’t let anything they say get to you--"

"That’s not it," Luffa muttered."

"Then what’s wrong?" Zatte said.

Luffa looked at her and sighed.  Her expression was as wild and resolute as ever, but Zatte couldn’t help but noticed a weariness in Luffa’s eyes.

"I’m not sure what’s wrong," Luffa said grimly.  "But I’m starting to think it might be me."

NEXT: The Games We Play

[sapphicstede]

An OMFD Jukebox Musical

*FIRST DRAFT*

Act 1

Our prologue (Billy Brown by Mika) is sung by Frenchie and the Crew. Giving a look into what is to come in Stede’s journey (in a sort of Romeo and Juliet way).

After we’re settled in and aquatinted with The Revenge and it’s swashbuckling crew we are introduced to Nigel and the British Navy singing Fancy by Iggy Azalea.

^^ I had a hard time choosing a song for this moment so don’t hate me for this choice

After Stede has learned how to stun someone he has sings I Can’t Decide by Scissor Sisters as soliloquy.

After considering mutiny the crew is pleased and surprised to hear that Stede, of all people, has “brutally murdered” a British officer. They cheer him on by singing Some Nights by Fun.

^^ another song I considered instead of Some Nights was Where You Lead by Carole King. Imagine Lucius cautiously starting it and getting the crew to, begrudgingly, join along.

That night, Pete retells the tales of when he was on Blackbeards crew as he sings Bat Out of Hell by Meatloaf.

The next morning, the crew begins to fantasize about how life would be if they were “real” pirates on Blackbeards Crew. The crew sings Wouldn’t it Be Nice? by The Beach Boys.

^^ not a required song, but it’s cute.

Stede’s crew begins to go on their “vacations” as we are introduced to Blackbeard’s men singing Paint it Black by The Rolling Stones.

^^ I also like the idea of Izzy singing Fuck You by Lily Allen

Time passes and the crew ends up at the Republic of Pirates where Spanish Jackie is introduced by singing Therefore I Am by Billie Eilish.

After being tricked into boarding a Spanish Naval ship, Blackbeard saves the crew and the company sings Our Prayer by The Beach Boys.

After saving Stede, Blackbeard begins to bond with the Gentleman Pirate. A montage of their friendship blossoming goes along with the pair singing a duet version of Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy by Queen.

Izzy becomes fed up with how attracted Ed is to Stede. He confronts his captain and sings S&M by Rihanna.

As Ed and Stede become closer and closer they begin to teach each other their own strengths. Stede and Ed decide to practice the art of passive aggression at a grand aristocratic party. As the party becomes chaos the cast sings Ballroom Blitz by Sweet.

While Stede and Ed are at the party, sexual tensions begin to rise between Lucius and Izzy. Lucius graciously turns Izzy’s advances down by singing Never Gonna Happen by Lily Allen.

We finish act one by seeing Chauncey promise to find Stede as he sings Everybody by The Backstreet Boys.

Act 2:

We begin Act 2 with Stede singing Come Sail Away by Styx to Ed as their friendship is blossoming.

As Ed is telling the crew the horror story of the Kraken he sings Hayloft by Mother Mother.

Izzy becomes fed up with Ed’s attraction to Stede and tells Ed he has to make a choice by singing Lay All Your Love on Me by ABBA.

Once the crew begins their Fuckery and bring in the Kraken, ultimately scaring Ed, they sing a “reprise” of Ed’s song (ie Hayloft 2 by Mother Mother).

Ed realizes that he’s in way over his head and believes that no one loves him for who he truly is. He sings Nobody by Mitski to Stede.

Stede comforts Ed by singing a romantic ballad reprise of Come Sail Away.

While visiting St. Augustine Jim discusses what their life growing up was like to Olu by singing Sinister Kid by The Black Keys .

Later in the act we see Buttons singing Dancing in the Moonlight by King Harvest to Karl as he bathes in the moons glow.

We see all of the men fighting over Ed and how they want him to present himself in a quartet rendition of Boys by Britney Spears.

Obviously the Act 2 finale is The Chain by Fleetwood Mac.

Act 3:

We begin Act 3 with Stede singing Vienna by Billy Joel as he confesses to his crimes to Nigel.

As Ed chooses to invoke the Act of Grace he sings a very sweet, romantic rendition of I Was Made for Loving You by Kiss.

As Ed and Stede begin their new life together Ed imagines all of the things he can do now that he’s free from the ego of Blackbeard. He sings One of Things First by Nick Drake.

Ed reveals his plan to run away with Stede and sings Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow by Carole King.

Chauncey attacks Stede and sings Emperor’s New Clothes by Panic at the Disco.

Ed and Stede sing a duet version of Dirty Work by Steely Dan as Stede leaves to return to Mary and his children.

Ed and Izzy sing Feel Better by Penelope Scott as Ed is dealing with the heartbreak of Stede leaving.

As the crew prepares for their talent show they sing Somebody To Love by Queen.

As Stede prepares to fake his death so he can return to Ed he sings Rocket Man by Elton John to Mary.

The “show’s” finale is a dark version of Happy Together by The Turtles.

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Season 1 Songs in Chronological order of release

A couple of things

Duplicates were eliminated

Broadway songs were done by when the show premiered

A few of the songs are the release dates of the versions popularized by other artists - such as Over the Rainbow - to reflect the artists they chose to emulate 

Mash ups were broken up, and songs are treated individually here

If you guys enjoy this - I’ll make ones for the rest of the show, including an comprehensive list. ;) 

1936 -"Sing, Sing, Sing (With a Swing)" - Louis Prima 1936 - "Smile" -Nat King Cole 1937 - "The Lady Is a Tramp" - Sammy Davis, Jr. 1950 - "Sit Down, You're Rockin' the Boat" - Guys and Dolls 1956 - "I Could Have Danced All Night" - My Fair Lady 1957 - "Tonight"- West Side Story 1959 - "Rose's Turn" - Gypsy: A Musical Fable 1960 - "Where Is Love? -"Oliver! 1963 - "It's a Man's Man's Man's World"- James Brown 1964 - "Don't Rain on My Parade" - Funny Girl 1964 - "A House Is Not a Home" - Dionne Warwick 1964 - "Funny Girl" - Barbra Streisand 1966 - I Say a Little Prayer" - Dionne Warwick 1966 - Maybe This Time” - Cabaret 1966 - "Cabaret" - Cabaret 1966 - "You Keep Me Hangin' On" - The Supremes 1967 - "Respect" - Aretha Franklin 1967 - "Hello, Goodbye" - The Beatles 1967 - "To Sir, with Love" - Lulu 1968 - Young Girl - Gary Puckett & The Union Gap 1968 - "Hello, I Love You" - The Doors 1968 - "Dream a Little Dream of Me" - The Mamas and the Papas 1969 - "Leaving on a Jet Plane" - John Denver 1969 - "Sweet Caroline" - Neil Diamond 1969 - "Proud Mary" - Ike and Tina Turner 1969 - "You Can't Always Get What You Want" - The Rolling Stones 1970 - "One Less Bell to Answer - The 5th Dimension 1971 - "You're the One That I Want" - Grease 1971 - "Imagine" - John Lennon 1972 - "Lean on Me" - Bill Withers 1973 - "Piano Man" - Billy Joel 1973 - “Dream On" - Aerosmith 1974 - "(You're) Having My Baby" - Paul Anka and Odia Coates 1974 - "Tell Me Something Good" - Rufus and Chaka Khan 1975 - "Mister Cellophane" - Chicago 1975 - "All by Myself" - Eric Carmen 1975 - "Home" - The Wiz 1975 - "Run Joey Run" - David Geddes 1975 - "Give Up the Funk - "Parliament 1975 - "Bohemian Rhapsody" - Queen 1976 - "Somebody to Love" - Queen 1976 - "Shout It Out Loud" - Kiss 1976 - "Beth" - Kiss 1978 - "Le Freak" - Chic 1978 - "Fire" - The Pointer Sisters 1979 - "Highway to Hell" - AC/DC 1979 - "Lovin', Touchin', Squeezin'" - Journey 1980 - "Another One Bites the Dust" - Queen 1980 - Any Way You Want It - Journey 1981 - "Don't Stop Believin'" - Journey 1981 - "Endless Love" - Lionel Richie and Diana Ross 1981 - "And I Am Telling You I'm Not Going" - Dreamgirls 1981 - "Hello Again" - Neil Diamond 1981 - "Physical" - Olivia Newton-John 1981 - "Jessie's Girl" - Rick Springfield 1982 - "Dancing with Myself" - Generation X 1982 - "The Safety Dance" - Men Without Hats 1983 - "Alone" - Heart 1983 - "Jump" - Van Halen 1983 - "Total Eclipse of the Heart" - Bonnie Tyler 1983 - "Pink Houses" - John Mellencamp 1983 - "Faithfully" - Journey 1984 - "Can't Fight This Feeling" - REO Speedwagon 1984 - "Hello" - Lionel Richie 1984 - “Borderline" - Madonna 1984 - "Like a Virgin" - Madonna 1985 - "On My Own" - Les Misérables 1985 - Walking on Sunshine - Katrina and the Waves 1985 - "I Dreamed a Dream" - Les Misérables 1986 - Don't Stand so Close to Me  - The Police 1986 - "Papa Don't Preach" - Madonna 1986 - "Hair" - Hair 1986 - "True Colors" - Cyndi Lauper 1986 - Open Your Heart - Madonna 1987 - "Push It" - Salt-n-Pepa 1989 - "Bust a Move" - Young MC 1989 - "Express Yourself" - Madonna 1989 - "Like a Prayer" - Madonna 1990 - "Poison" - Bell Biv DeVoe 1990 - "Vogue" - Madonna 1990 - "Ice Ice Baby" - Vanilla Ice 1990 - "U Can't Touch This" - MC Hammer 1990 - "Over the Rainbow" - Israel Kamakawiwoʻole 1991 - "I Wanna Sex You Up" - Color Me Badd 1991 - "Good Vibrations" - Marky Mark and the Funky Bunch 1992 - "One" - U2 1993 - "Loser" - Beck 1994 - "I'll Stand by You" - The Pretenders 1995 - "This Is How We Do It" - Montell Jordan 1998 - "The Boy Is Mine" - Brandy and Monica 2000 - It's My Life - Bon Jovi 2000 - "Thong Song" - Sisqó 2001 - "Ride wit Me" - Nelly feat. City Spud 2001 - "Bootylicious" - Destiny's Child 2001 - "What It Feels Like for a Girl" - Madonna 2002 - "Beautiful" - Christina Aguilera 2003 - "Defying Gravity" - Wicked 2003 - Crazy in Love - Beyonce 2004 - Confessions Part II - Usher 2005 - "Gold Digger" - Kanye West feat. Jamie Foxx 2006 - "Rehab" - Amy Winehouse 2006 - "Keep Holding On" - Avril Lavigne 2006 - "Smile" - Lily Allen 2007 - "Taking Chances" - Céline Dion 2007 - "Hate on Me" - Jill Scott 2008 - "I Kissed a Girl" - Katy Perry 2008 - "Take a Bow" - Rihanna 2008 - "Mercy" - Duffy 2008 - "Bust Your Windows" - Jazmine Sullivan 2008 - "Single Ladies (Put a Ring on It)" - Beyoncé 2008 - "Last Name"Carrie - Underwood 2008 - Halo - Beyonce 2008 - "No Air" - Jordin Sparks and Chris Brown 2008 - "Gives You Hell" - The All-American Rejects 2008 - "4 Minutes" - Madonna feat.Justin Timberlake  2008 - "Poker Face" - Lady Gaga 2009 - "My Life Would Suck Without You" - Kelly Clarkson 2009 - "Bad Romance" - Lady Gaga

[shinidamachu]

Besides listening to music of your close friend Taylor Swift, is there any other music or artists you enjoy? Perhaps any OSTs? ☺️☺️

Of course! Don't tell her I listen to other artists, though. I don't want mine on her list of names in red, underlined.

The "basic bitch" package: The Beatles, Maroon 5, Coldplay, Ed Sheeran, Bruno Mars, Shawn Mendes, Ariana Grande, Dua Lipa, Train, Demi Lovato, Selena Gomez, Camila Cabello, Little Mix, Britney Spears, Olivia Rodrigo, Miley Cyrus, Mariah Carey, Zayn, Harry Styles, Katy Perry, Lady GaGa, Colbie Caillat, Jason Mraz, Jonas Brothers, Anne-Marie, Hailee Steinfeld, Christina Perri, Avril Lavigne, P!nk, Lily Allen, Kelly Klarkson, .

The "cool kid" package: Beyoncé, Rihanna, Amy Winehouse, Shakira, Queen, Lil Nas X, Michael Jackson, Alicia Keys, Doja Cat, Janelle Monáe, Adele, Cardi B, The Weeknd, Lorde, Hozier, Sam Smith, Nicki Minaj, Whitney Houston, Ne-Yo, Toni Braxton, Childish Gambino, Stevie Wonder, Sia, John Legend, BLACKPINK, Phil Collins, James Arthur, Hayley Kiyoko, Alessia Cara, Julia Michaels, Ana Clendening, Kiana Ledé, Jessie J, Gabrielle Aplin, Ashe, Sasha Sloan, Olivia O'brien, Griff, Normani.

The "this is me trying to be hipster" package: Billie Eilish, Lana Del Rey, Paramore, Guns N' Roses, Nirvana, Panic! At The Disco, Sleeping At Last, Imagine Dragons, Marina and the Diamonds, Troye Sivan, Arctic Monkeys, The Kooks, Birdy, The Lumineers, The Smiths, The Neighbourhood, Alex & Sierra, Florence + The Machine, Fun, Bastille, Fall Out Boy, Passenger, Beirut, Greyson Chance, Billy Joel, Jack Johnson, Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros, The 1975, AC/DC, Mumford & Sons.

This is obviously not a comprehensive list, it's just a general vision and a lot was left out otherwise I'd spend all day here, LOL! Also, keep in mind when you asked me for music and artists I enjoy, I only took music in consideration, not the artist as a person.

As for OST's, you can't go wrong with Disney songs. And I don't know if this is the nostalgia talking, but I'm very fond of Inuyasha's, it's fucking beautiful! The Greatest Showman's is another one I listen to on the regular. But so far, my all time favorite remains Anastasia's.

[tabloidtoc]

OK, April 13

Cover: Calista Flockhart and Harrison Ford’s 18-year love story 

Page 1: Contents 

Page 2: Contents 

Page 4: Hannah Brown and Tyler Cameron’s reunion 

Page 6: Prince Harry wants to come home in his father Prince Charles’ time of need with coronavirus infection 

Page 7: Cindy Crawford begs daughter Kaia Gerber to help her older brother Presley Gerber amid his rebellious streak, Chris Hemsworth has amassed a ton of star power and is now requesting that all of his movies film in Australia, while Miley Cyrus is holed up in quarantine she launched a live Instagram talk show and she’s enjoying her project so much she thinking of bringing it to TV

Page 8: Khloe Kardashian and ex Tristan Thompson are quarantining together with daughter True and her family hopes that the alone time brings the two back together except for Scott Disick who thinks Tristan is bad news and hasn’t changed at all, Billie Eilish is music’s current golden girl but the teen singer’s string of success has her inner circle worried that she’s running herself ragged, Katy Perry is doing things backward by marrying Orlando Bloom after the birth of their first child together and surprisingly her strict preacher parents have given their approval 

Page 10: Red Hot on the Red Carpet -- orange -- Logan Browning, Kate Bosworth, Issa Rae 

Page 11: Kathryn Newton, Florence Pugh, Kristin Cavallari 

Page 12: Who Wore It Better? Hailee Steinfeld vs. Bella Hadid, Dominique Tipper vs. Alesha Dixon

Page 13: Duchess Kate Middleton vs. Elizabeth Chambers 

Page 14: News in Photos -- A Breath of Fresh Air -- Jeannie Mai 

Page 15: Megan Fox and Brian Austin Green and kids Noah and Journey and Bodhi, Olivia Wilde, Simon Cowell, Wells Adams and dog Carl 

Page 16: Joel McHale, Myleene Klass, Maya Rudolph and Alec Baldwin 

Page 18: Bailee Madison and boyfriend Blake Richardson, Colin Hanks

Page 19: Brooke Burke and a dog, Alessandra Ambrosio walks her dog, Minnie Driver 

Page 20: Book Smart -- Mayim Bialik reading Embrace Your Weird, Lena Dunham reads A Year Without a Name by her younger sibling Cyrus, Nicole Kidman reading A Good Marriage 

Page 21: Emma Roberts reads We Wish You Luck, Reese Witherspoon reads The Jetsetters, Emma Watson and Little Women, Mindy Kaling reads In Other Words 

Page 22: Natural Beauties -- Gabrielle Union, Bella Hadid, Charlize Theron and her dog Johnny Utah, Lady Gaga 

Page 23: Gwyneth Paltrow and Alexandra Grant and Demi Moore, Tracee Ellis Ross, Salma Hayek 

Page 24: Quarantined in Luxury -- Keanu Reeves, Bindi Irwin and Chandler Powell, Brad Pitt, Amal and George Clooney 

Page 25: Kate Winslet, Jessica Simpson, Angelina Jolie, Julia Roberts, Renee Zellweger 

Page 26: Julianne Hough and Brooks Laich’s divorce is off 

Page 27: Julia Roberts’ husband Danny Moder has always been an outdoorsman but she’s worried he’s turning into a full-blown adrenaline junkie, Lea Michele and Zandy Reich just celebrated their one-year wedding anniversary but the two are still on cloud nine as they play house, though the global health pandemic has forced David Foster and wife Katharine McPhee to postpone their joint tour they were able to find a silver lining -- they’re taking advantage of their freed-up schedule to start a family 

Page 28: Kelly Ripa has no qualms when it comes to gushing about her and husband Mark Consuelos’ sex life but he would prefer she left a little to the imagination, Evan Peters and Halsey have called it quits and she may be back with Dominic “Yungblud” Harrison, Love Bites -- Meghan McCain and husband Ben Domenech are expecting, Michelle Williams and Thomas Kail married, Nina Dobrev and Shaun White dating 

Page 30: Cover Story -- Calista Flockhart and Harrison Ford’s untold love story -- how the longtime couple built one of the most solid marriages in Hollywood 

Page 34: How Reese Witherspoon does it all -- she makes balancing life as a mom, wife and business mogul look easy 

Page 36: Sandra Bullock has finally tied the knot with her boyfriend of five years Bryan Randall in a small and ceremony at her Hollywood Hills home 

Page 38: Farewell to Modern Family 

Page 40: Kim Kardashian’s new reality -- she opens up about her first year of law studies, her family and her new documentary 

Page 46: Style Week -- For the premiere of Westworld Evan Rachel Wood directed her glam team to make her look sleek AF

Page 49: 5 Minutes with Audrina Patridge 

Page 50: Cinched Denim -- Shailene Woodley 

Page 54: Entertainment -- Mrs. America

Page 55: Q&A with Declan Laird of Green Rush 

Page 58: Ben Affleck and Ana de Armas heating up 

Page 60: Hollywood Heat Meter -- Kevin Hart and Eniko Parrish are expecting their second child together, Taylor Swift’s feud with Kanye West and Kim Kardashian is not over, Tokyo’s Summer Olympics will be postponed, another publisher released Woody Allen’s memoir, The Bachelor’s Madison Prewett split from Peter Weber and has been linked to Connor Saeli, Doing Their Part -- stars are helping out every which way they can during the coronavirus crisis -- Bethenny Frankel, Dax Shepard and Kristen Bell, Jennifer Garner and Amy Adams, Rihanna, Ryan Reynolds and Blake Lively 

Page 61: Sound Bites -- Julia Louis-Dreyfus, Kelly Clarkson, Blake Shelton, Kylie Jenner, Justin Timberlake 

Page 62: Horoscope -- Aries Paul Rudd 

Page 64: By the Numbers -- Liam Hemsworth

[shushharley]

so sad so sexy.

—————————————-

everything to feel something –– lily allen.

“ i feel it in my gut. i’m gonna let you fuck me. i know i’m being used, i’m just another thing to do. i don’t know why i do it to myself, giving all my worth to someone else. i don’t know why i do it to myself, been doing it and i’ll do it ‘til i’ve tried everything, everything, everything, to feel something. but nothing. ”

the other woman –– nina simone (cover) ( ft. vidal & maia ).

“ and when her old man comes to call, he’ll find her waiting like some lonesome queen. ‘cause to be by his side – it’s such a change from old routine... the other woman will always cry herself to sleep. the other woman will never have his love to keep. ”

storms –– fleetwood mac.

“ every hour of fear i’ve spent, my body tries to cry. living through each empty night, a deadly calm inside. ”

alfie –– lily allen ( ft. chandler ).

“ take off that stupid fitted cap. ”

black cat –– janet jackson.

“ black cat, nine lives, short days, long nights – living on the edge, not afraid to die. heartbeat’s real strong, but not for long: better watch your step or you’re gonna die. ”

this is what makes us girls –– lana del rey ( ft. belva & bluebell ).

“ the prettiest in-crowd that you had ever seen. ribbons in her hair and her eyes gleamed mean. a freshman generation of degenerate beauty queens. ”

trouble –– cage the elephant.

“ trouble on my left, trouble on my right. i’ve been facing trouble almost all my life. ”

obstacles –– syd matters ( ft. maximus, idc that he’s not here yet it’s pure ).

“ we played hide and seek in waterfalls, we were younger. someday, we will foresee obstacles through the blizzard, through the blizzard. ”

the state of dreaming –– marina.

“ if only you knew, my dear, how i live my life in fear. if only you know, my dear, how i know my time is near. ”

lost my mind –– lily allen ( ft. belva, she just doesn’t know it yet ).

“ caught some feeling, now i sense a change. something beautiful has slipped away... i was never planning on any of this chaos... now i’m stuck in a rut, kicking stones, looking at my phone all night. maybe i’ve lost my mind. when i couldn’t breathe, couldn’t sleep, and you say it served me right – maybe i’ve lost my mind. ”

we’ll meet again –– vera lynn ( ft. vidal ).

“ i know we’ll meet again some sunny day. keep smiling through just like you always do ‘til the blue skies drive the dark clouds far away. ”

snow –– ricky montgomery.

“ summer’s over, love had left her screaming at the screen. oh, and it’s understood that the both of us are no good. ”

to love ( let go ) –– britney spears ( unreleased, link here. )

“ it’s written everywhere, i’ve even read it in my script. right when i thought it wasn’t fair, i felt it on my lips – let go. i don’t wanna be the one, the one you already know. ”

what are you doing new year’s eve? –– ella fitzgerald ( ft. vidal ).

“ when the bells all ring and the horns all blow and the couples we know are fondly kissing, will i be with you or will i be among the missing? ”

immortal –– marina.

“ i wanna be remembered, don’t wanna live in vain. but nothing lasts forever. this world is in a losing game. ”

wikked lil’ grrrls –– esthero ( ft. bluebell ).

“ we’re such wicked little girls, kiss the boys and make them cry – raisin’ double-trouble every time we pass them by. ”

mood ring –– britney spears.

“ look in the mirror – who do i see ? who do i wanna be today ? if you came for a show, which role should i take ? ”

the final cut –– pink floyd.

“ there’s a kid who had a big hallucination, making love to girls in magazines. he wonders if you’re sleeping with your newfound faith. could anybody love him ? or is it just a crazy dream ? ”

vienna –– billy joel.

“ too bad, but it’s the life you lead. you’re so ahead of yourself that you forgot what you need – though you can see when you’re wrong, you know you can’t always see when you’re right. you’ve got your passion, you’ve got your pride, but don’t you know that only fools are satisfied ? dream on, but don’t imagine they’ll all come true. when will you realize vienna waits for you ? ”

i wanna know what love is –– foreigner ( ft. my earlier quasi-joke ).

“ i wanna know what love is! i want you to show me! ”

[loser-writings]

|IT| The Losers as songs from my Spotify Playlists

Stanley Uris

Forever Rain by RM

Listen before I go by Billie Eilish

8 by Billie Eilish

Broken by Lund

Bird song by Florence + The Machine

Two Birds by Regina Spektor

Little Lion Man by Mumford & Sons

When We were young by Adele

Stressed out by Twenty One Pilots

Collar Full by P!ATD

Beverley Marsh

Chlorine by Twenty One Pilots

Idontwannabeyouanymore by Billie Eilish

Boys by Lizzo

Paradise by Coldplay

Girls / Girls / Boys by P!ATD

Fuck you by Lily Allen

Breathe me by Sia

Cherrybomb by The Runaways

Hard times by Paramore

Oh Love by Misterwives

Richie Tozier

Dont Fear the Reaper by Blue Oyster Cult

Boy in the Bubble by Alec Benjamin

Karma Chameleon by Culture Club

Eddie my Love by The Teen Queens

When the party’s over by Billie Eilish

 Friends by Ed Sheeran

Doubt by Twenty One Pilots

Nicotine by P!ATD

My blood by Twenty One Pilots

Tongue Tied by Grouplove

Eddie Kaspbrak

Photograph by Ed Sheeran

I’m still standing by Elton John

Something just like this by coldplay

ilomilo by Billie Eilish

Let me down slowly by Alec Benjamin

Cough Syrup by Young the Giant

Run boy Run by Woodkid

Take me to church by Hozier

The safety dance by Men Without Hats

Cry Baby by Melanie Martinez

Mike Hanlon

Natural by Imagine Dragons

No Rain by Blind Melon

Stuff is way by They Might be Giants

Hey look Ma, I made it by P!ATD

April come She will by Simon & Garfunkel

Man in the mirror by Michael Jackson

Living for the City by Stevie Wonder

Losers by Chosen Jacobs

Under pressure by Queen

Walk this way By RUN DMC ft. Aerosmith

Ben Hascom

Sucker by Jonas Brothers

Out of my League by Fitz and The Tantrums

Dancing on my own by Calum Scott

Nine in the Afternoon by P!ATD

Uptown girl by Billy Joel

Wake me up before you go-go by WHAM!

Land Down Under by Men at work

Never Gonna Give You up by Rick Astley

Dancing With myself by Billy Idol

Tear in my heart by Twenty one Pilots

Bill Denbrough

Wires by The Neighbourhood

MoonChild by RM

Breaking the habit by Linkin Park

Bad guy by Billie Eilish

Not Today by Twenty One Pilots

Crazy = Genius by P!ATD

I see Fire by Ed Sheeran

Fix you by Coldplay

Sad by XXXTENTACION

Thunder by Imagine Dragon