#Bianca Oblivion

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[grrlmusic]

Bianca Oblivion B2B Jubilee | Boiler Room x Adidas: Los Angeles

[s-o-n-de-r]

Bianca Oblivion | G Jones: The Allegory of the Rave II [Day 2] | The Caverns | Pelham, TN | 7/6/2024 | Photos by Jason Shea

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[thewaysoundtravels]

Nice to see the Glitch Mob dial down the maximalism to create something that doesn't feel like an overload of energy. See the bandcamp link for the original plus other remixes of the track.

[longlistshort]

tstewart- isle of the blest

This song is from Elysian, the 2022 ambient album from Machinedrum, released using his alias tstewart. The album draws its inspiration from Elysian Park in Los Angeles.

For New Year's Eve, Machinedrum will be playing a less relaxing set in Los Angeles at The Echo with Jimmy Edgar, DJ Bianca Oblivion, and Jubilee

[natures-uprise]

[comingupforblair]

Enid: If you died, I’d never move on or remarry

Wednesday: If you died, I’d demand to be buried alive with you and take my last breath holding you close and staring at your beauty one final time as there’s no one else I’d want to share the journey towards darkness, oblivion and the cold, infinite eternity of nothingness with but you.

Eugene:

Yoko:

Bianca:

Enid, tearing up: Aww!

[car1y-quinn]

Enid swooning: you know how the saying goes:‘until death do us part!’

Wednesday: Oh no Mon Loup. You’re mine until oblivion, Enid! If I die first I’ll haunt you! If you die first I will end my existence right on top of your opened coffin; where we will lay, as we rot into this world! Flowers will bloom from our corpses and bugs will eat out our eye balls! It will be marvelous! Even in death may we never part! Cara Mia!

Yoko: … Jesus that was morbid!

Bianca trying not to laugh: Are you sure you want this one Sinclair?

Enid fanning herself: I don’t know I thought it was kinda romantic!!!

[rachelsfav-queer]

Wenclay Hate Sex 👍

(All Characters Are 18+)

(WARNING: This is very much hate sex through and through, so don’t expect them being remotely nice to each other. There is proper aftercare at the end so don’t worry)

Wednesday whined as another harsh slap sounded in the room, a delicious stinging sensation sprouting across her cheek mere seconds later. Her whine was soon muffled as her head was shoved back down into the bed below her. She was then reminded by her lover, her rival, Queen Bee of Nevermore, Bianca Barclay, that she only wants to hear her pathetic noises when Bianca says she can make them.

After a full day of Wednesday purposefully getting on her nerves by mouthing off to her and being her extra cocky self, Bianca was sick of the goth’s shit and told her to “keep fucking quiet, brat” or she’d make Wednesday really regret being such a pain in the ass.

Though Wednesday knew deep down that Bianca wouldn’t do anything to actually hurt her, she also knew when to stop pushing and just obey the taller girl. That usually is the moment that she enters Bianca’s dorm room, which is where she found herself now, specifically face down, ass up on her bed.

The siren had grabbed her strap-on and pulled out her biggest dildo, way too big for the speed that she was now pounding it into Wednesday’s ass, though Wednesday was the only person in Vermont that could conceivably take this level of abuse and still be screaming in pleasure. Yet Wednesday remains silent, or as silent as she can.

With every whine, whimper, moan or cry that slips from the seer’s lips, Bianca exacts swift punishment with harsh slaps and hits across her body, leaving behind precious bruises that would need to be hidden the next day unless they wanted higher authorities involved. But it’s all too delicious to Wednesday and she wouldn’t have it any other way, Bianca’s dominance and abuse of her is exactly what Wednesday needs and wants so very desperately, otherwise she wouldn’t act like such a brat every day towards her best rival.

Bianca grabs Wednesday’s hips and suddenly pulls out of her ass, spanking the seer’s butt harshly and nonstop to shut her pathetic whimpers up. “Goddess, would you shut the fuck up already? Impatient little whore. If you were patient, you’d realize what I was doing. Now stay quiet and stay still and I just might let you cum all over my cock tonight, dumb fucking slut,” Bianca speaks harshly, every degrading word lighting a fire in Wednesday’s core, and her heart, and her mind. It’s so very delicious.

Soon, Wednesday feels the fake dick being shoved inside her pussy all at once and it takes all of her willpower as an Addams to not scream out in delightful pain. She keeps quiet like a good girl, for once, Bianca thinks silently, smirking at how obedient the raven gets only for her at the end of each day. Part of her wants to take a picture, maybe even record it, just as proof that she’s the only person in the whole damn world to get The Wednesday Addams on her hands and knees. But she doesn’t do that, she doesn’t hate her that much.

Since Wednesday was so good, Bianca decides to treat her by giving her a couple seconds to adjust instead of just immediately pounding her pretty pussy into oblivion. A couple seconds is all she gets though and the taller girl is fucking Wednesday without mercy and surprisingly enough, Wednesday keeps quiet and still.

That doesn’t stop Bianca from giving Wednesday the ass slapping of a lifetime while fucking her pussy brutally and she doesn’t stop until Wednesday’s poor butt is shades of deep purple and red and the seer is left with no hope of being able to sit tomorrow.

The raven holds on for a long while, but eventually the brutal and cruel abuse of her ass and pussy gets her right to the edge and before the shorter woman can even wonder if she’ll get it, Bianca whispers permission to cum and Wednesday can no longer hold back her screams and moans. The orgasm is so intense that it actually brings tears to Wednesday’s eyes and they flow down her face for the first time that night, nothing else having been able to do so. As Bianca slows her movements gradually, working the seer through her orgasm, Wednesday continues crying, though not negatively.

Bianca instantly switches up her demeanor to one so very gentle and kind, nobody would be able to recognize her from a few moments ago. She gently rubs a hand up and down Wednesday’s arched back, humming softly a comforting melody, using only a tiny bit of her song to help Wednesday settle more smoothly. The siren pulls out carefully and throws the strap and dildo into a basket by the bed to be cleaned later.

She doesn’t bother with any soothing cream for Wednesday’s bruises and marks as Wednesday herself has said that she prefers to not use it, finding the pain genuinely comforting to her. So instead, Bianca gently picks Wednesday up and turns her over on the bed, pulling the sheets and blankets from under her and covering her up with them.

Bianca reaches to her nightstand to grab a water bottle and some easy snacks for Wednesday, instructing the girl to drink and eat. Wednesday, no longer crying, scowls at the offered items and speaks, “I don’t need them and I don’t need ‘aftercare’. I’m an Addams, pain is our pleasure.”

Bianca doesn’t tolerate her stubbornness though and shoves the items in Wednesday’s hands anyway, pushing them up to her face, “Actually, missy, we’ve discussed this before. Everyone needs aftercare, especially after a scene that intense, even bratty little Addamses like you. It’s not an option, I am taking care of you and making sure you’re okay. So quit the bratty act and be a good girl for me, understand? I will siren song you into letting me take care of you.”

Wednesday pouts but accepts the tender affection from her rival, knowing that when the siren speaks in that tone, she means what she’s saying. But Wednesday would be a liar if she said that she didn’t enjoy the affection she receives from Bianca after every sexual encounter between them, it’s actually one of her favorite parts of this relationship, half-friend/half-rival, she has with the taller woman. Bianca is very gentle and kind and loving with Wednesday during aftercare and everything after sex until they’re back in public again. Wednesday cannot deny that she loves the feeling of being taken care of by Bianca and Bianca only, so instead she stays silent and simply obeys the girl at the center of her heart.

Once Wednesday is fed and watered, Bianca scoops her up in her arms, pulling Wednesday’s face into her chest and Wednesday tries not to blush at the proximity to her rival’s bosom and of course fails spectacularly. Graciously though, Bianca doesn’t comment and instead just rubs Wednesday’s back and strokes her long, loose hair while she hums another simple, comforting melody to the smaller girl, one meant to usher her gently into sleep and of course it works easily, without even a hint of song behind her voice.

Wednesday soon drifts off into delightful nightmares, but not before burrowing deeper into Bianca’s boobs, practically nuzzling them and pulling a tiny coo from the taller girl before she continues humming.

“Good girl, Wends. I… I love you.”

End <3

(I’m gonna be honest, I’m trying to get myself used to writing and posting again without Caitlyn around lol. She lied about so much, part of me wonders if she was lying when she said my writing was actually good, though I know that’s stupid lol. But hopefully I can find my own confidence in my work again! This is me taking the first step in doing so. I hope y’all enjoyed!)

[lotties-ashwagandha]

Hello! All your Larrisa Weems fics are amazing!

I was wondering if you could write a Larrisa x fem!reader where they were in a relationship while studying at Nevermore. They broke up after school, but never really lost their feelings for each other. Now the reader returns to Nevermore due to Family Weekend (she is the parent) and they reunite. Thanks in advance!

THE RAIN IS OURS, AND WE ARE LOVERS

pairing: larissa weems x fem!siren!reader

word count: 1054

notes and warnings: title from “heavy weather” by billie marten <3 TW//brief mention of drugs and alcohol. ALSO italics indicate flashbacks.

taglist (if you want to be added or taken off lmk!!): @cartoonpeoples @thedeconstructionist @cordeliass @paulsonsratched @mayfair-fleur @goodeday2u @traumatisedfangirl

It seemed like ages since you had last seen your daughter. It had only been a few weeks, but still you couldn’t help but think she’d gotten a bit taller as she slammed into you, enveloping you in a hug.

Almost all of the women in your family had been sirens. It was a generational gift, though to you it was nothing but a curse. When your daughter had begun to manifest her powers only a few days past her fourteenth birthday, you had immediately enrolled her into Nevermore, where she had been spending the last few months.

The moment you reunited with her during Parents’ Weekend felt like heaven. You had spent endless nights lying awake wondering if she was alright, if she had made friends or was being bullied, how her powers were manifesting. It terrified you to be away from her for so long, but with her in your arms, you were whole once more.

Your daughter pulled away, excitement obvious in her features, and she pulled you through the courtyard. “I’ve made so many friends!” She exclaimed. “Even Bianca, who’s kind of the queen of Nevermore, eats lunch with me sometimes.”

She was pulling you toward a group of girls sitting by the fountain in the courtyard, some of them with parents accompanying, some without. You knew she was anxious for you to meet her friends, and you were pleased that she wanted you there instead of shooing you away in embarrassment.

“Oh!” Your daughter said excitedly, sharply turning directions. “You have to meet the principal! She said you two were good friends back in the day.”

Before you could respond, you had been tossed in front of a statuesque blonde towering high above you, her light blue eyes in contrast with her crimson lips as she stared down at you in surprise. Your daughter eyed the two of you in a state of complete oblivion.

“Larissa Weems?” You half-asked awkwardly, wanting to run in the opposite direction as fast as you could.

Larissa nodded, clearing her throat. “It’s nice to see you.”

There was nothing to say, but there was everything at the same time.

“Althea,” you said to your daughter, “how about you go gather your friends and meet me by the entrance of Ophelia Hall? I’ll be there in just a minute.”

Your daughter nodded excitedly, rushing off.

A silence stretched between you and Larissa for what felt like an eternity before one of you spoke. She made you nervous, just as she always had, but apart from the nerves that came with having been blindsided by her presence and the knowledge of the past you shared, you couldn’t say you minded the tension too much.

“Why wasn’t I aware that you are Althea’s mother?” Larissa asked, and you could tell she was attempting to be as pleasant as she could.

“I registered her online,” you recalled. “I must admit, I knew the principal’s name was Weems, but it just… I couldn’t quite connect the dots, I suppose.”

“I understand.”

And this time, the silence between you seemed to be in mourning of your time at Nevermore, all those years ago.

—

She wasn’t supposed to be there. It was past curfew, and everyone was either asleep or lurking in the shadows of Nevermore’s underground tunnels and libraries, everything silent in appearance.

You had made an agreement with your roommate that you would not tell on her if she went to a secret party, if she would not tell if you allowed Larissa to spend the night.

The group of you were seventeen, and such a year at Nevermore was spent as you and Larissa were spending it, listening to vintage rock turned all the way down on the stereo in your room and getting a little high and a little drunk off of what you had been able to acquire from the normies in Jericho.

You were standing by the open window, stargazing, or rather wondering why it looked like the moon was flashing in and out of focus. You chuckled a bit — you weren’t sure why, but everything was suddenly unspeakably funny.

Larissa came up behind you, wrapping her arms around you. “I think the concepts of twin flames and soulmates are rather stupid,” she said, her tone fluctuating as she spoke, “but if soulmates are real, I think you’re mine.”

You inhaled sharply, a warm sense of love flooding over you, and you turned to face her. “You’re everything to me.”

She leaned down to kiss you and bliss came over you both, the moon shining silver in its glory.

If only you’d known then how terrible the future was that waited ahead.

—

“Your daughter’s been getting perfect grades,” Larissa told you, professionalism seeping back into her. “She’s quite an excellent student. She’s joined the chess club, too, and the art club.”

You smiled, overcome with pride at your daughter’s achievements. “She’s always been so talented at everything she tries.”

“Just like her mother,” Larissa said before she could stop herself, a slight falter for which she cursed herself. “Tell me, is your partner here? I’d very much like to meet them.”

“No,” you said a bit too quickly. “We split up years ago. It was never anything worth holding onto, I don’t regret it… I do regret not keeping in contact with you, though.”

“Really? After everything that happened?”

“Yes, you’re the only person that made this place bearable for me.”

She chuckled lightly, shaking her head. “That can't be true.”

“It is,” you insisted with a smile, “but you never seemed to realize that. I would have done anything for you.”

Larissa nodded, taking a risk with her next words. “Is that still the case?”

You shifted in your stance, swallowing hard. “It depends on what you’d like me to do.”

“I would like for you to meet me at the weathervane this Saturday at 1pm.”

You shook your head. “No, I can’t.”

Larissa nodded awkwardly.

“I can do Sunday, though,” you said, and her expression lit up. “Sunday at 1pm?”

She nodded. “That’s perfect.”

And just as the moon had shone with such silver glory all those years ago, the sun opened up a path of love and rebirth, an eternal reminder of the new start the two of you had found.

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[oneiricfallacy]

Touya's fighting style prioritizes massive attacks that encompass incredibly wide areas, backed by immense firepower coming from his Pokémon. He's not too concerned about making every attack connect, because even if his opponent somehow manages to dodge Agni's fireballs, Bianca's blizzards or Charlie's sound waves and earthquakes they'll likely waste a lot of energy doing so and half of the battlefield will get blasted into oblivion in the process, and if they do get hit chances are that they're not getting back up.

[thekissofaphrodite]

HIII ^—^ !! good morning/afternoon/evening to you I hope you're doing alright and well today! So I came across your Luke Castellan FF and... 👀 IT WAS SO GOOD! and it got me thinking maybe you could do a Nico Di Angelo fic? wherein theres a lot of fluff & angst-comfort (maybe some kissing on the side), I would really appreciate it if you did!

That's all and Have a great day &new year !! 🎆

- 🍵

OMGOMG I LOVE THIS!!

Midnight Rain

Nico Di Angelo X Male!Solace!Reader

Summary: Comforting Nico after his terrible Flashbacks..

Warnings: Kissing, Death, and cursing :P (Remind me if I missed one!)

Author's Note: I haven't read the books!! so please forgive me if I made a mistake!!

He remembered it perfectly.

He doesn't know why or how, Maybe the Gods wanted to punish him, But he hasn't done anything wrong.

It was a rainy night in Italy, His older sister, Bianca, was with their father, Hades, Currently ranting about a porcelain doll she saw on a window shop they passed earlier, His dad smiled and just listened to his sister, His mother, Maria was in the vanity, Fixing her beautiful black hair that was already sprayed with hair products. Then, there was a loud thunderstorm, It made Bianca flinch, which caused her to scream in fear and hug her dad.

Maria just chuckled and peaked at the Father and Daughter.

"I'm thanking the Fates that thunder and lightning never became your domains, or else," joked his mother, Her thick Italian accent echoing. His sister, Bianca, then frowned jokingly, She seemed offended, and Bianca huffed and wrapped her arms around her father's neck.

It all then happened so fast, a happy family once...Broken by a tragedy.

Hades saw it first, in a distance, someone holding a thunderbolt aiming at them..His family.

Hades tried, he really did. He grabbed Bianca and Nico, shielding them from the upcoming blow, but then, from the corner of his eyes, he saw maria, Until it was too late.

A powerful thunderbolt was shot in the hotel they were staying, a loud explosion making them all cry, Biana and Nico held onto their father for dear life, until there was a loud thud.

A body dropping.

As if tho the Fates chose for him to live miserably, He saw a pool of blood near the broken pillars, and sure enough, there was maria, Ever so beautiful, She was dead, But her beautiful face said otherwise, It all seems like she was sleeping peacefully, then Hades screaming, Horrified —

Nico shot up from his nightmare, Sweat trickling down his neck as he panted. You felt a body jolting beside you, and there was nico, panting heavily.

You got up and rubbed your eyes, checking the clock.

2:45 am

Nico looked at you with his eyes softening, but his expression still horrified.

"What's wrong?" You asked, Your palms caressing his pale cheeks.

"Nothing" His raspy voice replied.

But you knew something was wrong.

Being the son of Apollo, You were blessed with healing, but you sucked at archery.

Immediately sensing a nightmare, you kissed him, your soft lips touching his chapped, cold one's.

You can taste the saltiness of his tears running down his cheeks, but you couldn't care less.

After pulling away, he laid his head on your chest, The peaceful silence engulfing you two.

Then he spoke, as he started sobbing again.

"I can't unsee it— I swear, It kept replaying over and over again, I can see my mom's dead body—" Nico sobbed, His sobs muffled by your yellow shirt.

"Let it hurt, nico. Then let it go" You whispered as he sobbed harder.

"I can't accept that they're gone, Forever" He said as his dark eyes looked up at yours.

"I spent my nights wondering if they're missing me as much as I'm them"

"They're proud of you nico, Every single thing that you've done was for their honour and glory" Those words made him smile a little bit, Your heart softened, As he kissed you again.

As nico dozed off, you caresses his pale cheeks, once stained with tears coming from his painful eyes.

"I love you, I love you until the very last star in the sky burns into oblivion"

A/N: THIS WAS REQUESTED!! HOW DID I DO?? I REALLY WANNA BRING UP THAT ANGST HEHEHE

[she-posts-nerdy-stuff]

Okay I'm not saying that I routinely imagine a jukebox musical of Othello using Florence + the Machine music but I'm not not saying that if that were to happen these would be the perfect songs:

THIS IDEA ORIGINALLY CAME FROM 'LUCY'S STUDY ACCOUNT <3' ON TIKTOK AND SHE HAS HER OWN FULL VERSION ON THERE THAT INCLUDES OTHER ARTISTS THIS WAS MY TAKE INSPIRED BY HER SUGGESTIONS OF 100 YEARS AND I'M NOT CALLING YOU A LIAR BECAUSE I HAVE PRETTY MUCH NOT STOPPED THINKING ABOUT IT SINCE I SAW HER VIDEO - I highly recommend checking out her list as well, I very much enjoyed it :)

100 Years

I believe in you and in our hearts we know the truth and I believe in love and the darker it gets the more I do. Try to fill us with your hate and we will shine a light, and the days will become endless and never, and never turn to night

And Lord don't let me break this, let me hold it lightly, give me arms to pray with instead of ones that hold too tightly

I let him sleep, and as he does my breath fills the room with love, hurts in ways I can't describe, my heart bends and breaks so many, many times

Hubris is a bitch

I'm Not Calling You A Liar (A duet between Othello and Desdemona and then a reprise when she dies would be amazing)

I'm not calling you a liar, just don't lie to me. I'm not calling you a thief, just don't steal from me. I'm not calling you a ghost, just stop haunting me. And I love you so much I'm gonna let you kill me

Which Witch (This screams Emilia weighing up her guilt for betraying Desdemona and her inability to say no to Iago because of everything he's done to her/her position in the relationship being so dangerous)

And it's my whole heart, deemed and delivered a crime, I'm on trial waiting 'til the beat comes out, I'm on trial waiting 'til the beat comes out who's a heretic now?

I'm not beaten by this yet you can't tell me to regret been in the dark since the day we met, fire help me to forget

Chained and shackled, oh, I'll unravel, oh, it's a pity, oh. Never to return, but I never learn, it's a pity, oh. Chained and shackled, oh, I'll unravel, oh, it's a pity oh. Say I won't return, but I never learn, it's a pity oh.

Queen of Peace (I'm imagining a Desdemona solo and maybe some chorus as well but I'd love to see her with this song, I'm picturing it to be after Othello hits her)

Suddenly I'm overcome, dissolving like the setting sun, like a boat into oblivion, 'cause your driving me away. Now you have me on the run, the damage is already done, come on is this what you want? 'cause your driving me away

Oh, the queen of peace, always does her best to please. Is it any use? Somebody's gotta lose. Like a long scream, out there always echoing. Oh, what is it worth? All that's left is hurt

And my love is no good against the fortress that it made of you, blood is running deep, sorrow that you keep

Big God (Okay hear me out: A three way split stage with Emilia and Iago, Desdemona and Othello, and Bianca and Cassio; all sing but mostly the women each singing different parts of this song to their respective partners)

Okay I feel like this one needs a little more explanation but for example

Women: You need a big god, big enough to hold your love. You need a big god, big enough to fill you up

Bianca: You keep me up at night, to my messages you do not reply

Desdemona: You know I still like you the most

All: the best of the best and the worst of the worst

Emilia: You can never know, the places that I go.

Desdemona: You know I still like you the most

Men: You'll always be my favourite ghost

And yes I can see the perfect choreography in my head

All This And Heaven Too (Desdemona singing this to Othello!?? I can also see it being a duet for them, but then with a harmony from Emilia as well singing alone but theoretically to Desdemona)

And the heart is hard to translate, it has a language of its own. It talks in tongues and quiet sighs, and prayers and proclamations, in the grand days of great men, in the smallest of gestures, in short, shallow gasps

And the words are all escaping, and coming back all damaged. And I would put them back in poetry, if I only knew how, I can't seem to understand it. And I would give all this and heaven too, I would give it all if only for a moment that I could just understand the meaning of the word you see, 'cause I've been scrawling it forever, but it never makes sense to me

Back In Town (Okay I don't know how to explain but I'm imagining Iago and Emilia alone on stage as he sings to her with very close choreography in a way that at a glance they could just be together but if you watch properly he's controlling her movements)

I'm back in town, why don't we go out? Let the rats spin around our feet, the full moon shines down on these dirty streets. Back in town, why don't we go out, to that ninth street diner? And carry on slowly, torturing each other

If you get spat on it's just your big city baptism, you're the star of the show. I'm back in town, why don't we go out and never go to sleep? Throw our dreams out, let them pile up on the streets

'Cause it's always the same. I came for the pleasure but I stayed, yes I stayed, for the pain

Falling (The Bianca vibes are undeniable, but also with the fallen from grace idea it has such potential to start as her singing and then gradually include more characters as it goes)

I've fallen out of favour and I've fallen from grace, fallen out of trees and I've fallen on my face. Fallen out of taxis, out of windows too, fell in your opinion when I fell in love with you

I could probably think of more if I put my mind to it but this is all for now, please add more if you think of any I'd love to see them!

[nintendocompositions]

finally finished remixing my first fighting game mix, EVERYONE EVERYTHING IS REMIXED!! I had a blast making this and I can't wait for MVC FIGHTING COLLECTION AAAAAAAAAAA thanks for listening!!

Street Fighter Alpha 3 EX (Hideki Okugawa) - Theme of Q Tekken 3 (Nobuyoshi Sano, Keiichi Okabe) - Eddy Gordo Darkstalkers 3 (Takayuki Iwai) - Deserted Chateau (Arranged Ver.) Super Street Fighter IV (Hideyuki Fukasawa) - Theme of Dan Super Street Fighter IV (Hideyuki Fukasawa) - Theme of Dudley Marvel Vs. Capcom (Masato Kouda) - Theme of Morrigan Ultra Street Fighter IV (Hideyuki Fukasawa) - Theme of Poison Tekken Tag Tournament 2 (Namco Sound Team*) - Eternal Paradise (Fiji) Super Street Fighter IV (Hideyuki Fukasawa) - Solar Eclipse (Africa) Street Fighter V (Keiki Kobayashi) - Kanzuki Beach (Malaysia) Tekken 5: Dark Resurrection (Akitaka Tohyama) - Estrada da Estrela (Meteor Shower) Street Fighter 6 (Shigeyuki Kameda) - zilra zilra (Blanka’s Theme) Street Fighter X Tekken (Hideyuki Fukasawa) - Jurassic Era Research Area Tekken 8 (mifumei) - Streak of Blue (Seaside Resort) Tekken Tag Tournament 2 - IT’S NOT A TUNA! (Bountiful Sea) Tekken 8 (mifumei) - Ortiz Farm (Golden Meadow) Street Fighter X Tekken - Cosmic Elevator Tekken Tag Tournament 2 (Namco Sound Team*) - Abyss of Time (Wayang Kulit) Tekken Tag Tournament 2 (Namco Sound Team*) - Siga (Tropical Rainforest) Tekken Tag Tournament 2 (Namco Sound Team*) - What You Will See (Heavenly Garden) (Benton Remix)

SAMPLES: *Akitaka Tohyama, Nobuyoshi Sano, Keiichi Okabe, Rio Hamamoto, Taku Inoue, and Go Shiina 1 9 0 5, Former City Records - Recorddeals 3BallMTY - Inténtalo Amor Satyr & Siu Mata - Nah Anitta - Lose Ya Breath Anitta - Funk Rave Azealia Banks - Anna Wintour BADSISTA ft. JUJULIETE - BAGUNÇA MINHA B***** Bianca Oblivion ft. Thai Chi Rosé & Dyer MC - Bad Gyal Capcom Vs. SNK 2 (Satoshi Ice) - True Love We’re Makin’ (London) Charli xcx - Everything is Romantic Da Brat ft Notorious BIG & JD - Da B Side Kali Uchis - Dame Beso//Muévete KiNK, Kei - Nagore (Original Mix) Lone - Approaching Rainbow Lone - Blue Moon Tree Major Lazer ft Nina Sky & Ricky Blaze - Keep It Goin’ Louder MC Juninho do Complexo - Olhou Sorriu Otira - Take Me Street Fighter III 3rd Strike (Capcom Sound Team) - Beats in My Head (Elena Stage) Tekken 2 (Yoshie Arakawa, Yoshie Takayanagi) - Almost Frozen (Antarctica) Tekken 4 (Yu Miyake) - Kitsch (Beach) Tkay Maids - 24k Zsela - Earlier Days (Sunship Remix)

Also on SoundCloud! Thanks for listening!