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peemanne · 29 days

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rgg game osts ranked Yeah.................

LONG ASS POST AHEAD!!!!!! BAH!!!!!!!!!!!

for context awhile back a yakuza discord server i'm in had a music discussion thread open up and we were invited to make simple little tier lists for the game osts to start it off. it was supposed to be just the tier list but i eventually spiraled into a whole ramble. whoops. so i might as well just paste it here with a few additions so the rest of you can see it yippee!!!!!!!!!!!!

will be providing my reasonings and then my highlight tracks. i'm gonna provide convenient youtube links to all the songs mentioned so if you wanna check one of them out feel free to just click the hyperlink

and yes this is ordered in tiers. the personal highlights aren't though

>Yakuza 5 is my personal top 1 OST overall, but it's seriously close. I can't tell you enough how much of a nut I am for this series and its music. Yakuza 5's ost is, in my eyes, the most consistently hard-hitting amongst all of RGG's catalogue. The street fight themes are all amazing, the boss fight themes hit hard and pump you the hell up, and this also has the one of the best B-sides out of all of them, with stuff like Baka Mitai (fun fact, Saejima's is actually considered the original version, Kiryu's "Taxi Driver Edition" actually uses a different key to fit Kuroda's voice), the songs from Haruka's section, and even the jazzy bar themes. 5 hits that perfect balance of quantity and quality, and also happens to fill like half of my workout playlist.

Personal Highlights:

The place where I used to be

Daigo's western theme

Victory Road

and of course The Battle for the Dream

>I am such a sucker for Yakuza 4's music direction. As Tehsnakerer said in his Yakuza 4 video, this is the first truly GREAT soundtrack, and I'd have to agree. The jazzier style of music on showcase here fits this series- and this entry ESPECIALLY- like a glove. This is such a quality collection of sounds. Featuring the best panic themes, the best chase themes, and some iconic street battle themes. 4's direction makes it stand out even more amongst RGG's catalogue, and I couldn't be happier about it. Also, this game gave us Machine Gun Kiss and Pure Love in Kamurocho, which are two of my favorite karaoke tracks in the whole series.

Please bring back Pure Love in Kamurocho for a modern title, RGG. I'm begging you.

Personal Highlights:

Solitude

Receive and Bite You

Infinite Handcuffs

yeah yeah fine For Faith

Why couldn't they use this for the actual cover instead of the weird one we have now like come on this looks so much better

>Is anyone gonna disagree with me when I say Lost Judgment is easily the best out of the more techno-focused soundtracks? They handle it perfectly here, with tracks that grab you by the throat like K.O.G. and Dig In Your Heels, utilizing the electric sound with effortless grace, while still having enough variety throughout to keep it from getting stale. I also found the B-sides here surprisingly strong alongside the main game, with the school stories giving us a nice variety of music to work with. The boxing ones and Toward To The Skyline are what I'd highlight in that selection.

Personal Highlights:

In the Groove

Unwavering Belief / Dig in Your Heels

Final Destination

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>Gaiden oh my gah......... Despite the shorter game, I seriously dig the tracks on display here. It's so consistently amazing, and does a great job of servicing both the legacy of Kiryu, and giving us some Good Shit™️ for the newer faces. This is also when I really came to appreciate the cutscene tracks: Wounded Beast is such a kickass track that you'd be forgiven for thinking it plays in an actual fight, and Psycho's Prelude is an amazing hype-up track for an even more amazing boss theme. Also worth mentioning there's like a gajillion coliseum tracks in this one. Have no idea why but y'know I appreciate it. It's cool.

Personal Highlights:

Psycho's Anthem

Deadly Struggle / Fleeting Dream (HAKANAKI YUME)

Bring It On (best street fight track to date i'm not taking notes at this time)

Un altro appassionato

>0 has One-Eyed Assassin so it automatically goes here. The rest of the tracks are decent too ig 🙄 There are a few sort of those "eh whatever cool skip it" tracks in here which hold it back a teeny bit in my eyes, but this is still a really solid collection overall, and also gets props for being Kiwami's soundtrack if it was good. I'm kidding of course but 0 handles it pretty well for the most part. I find 0 is at its best music-wise when they either go all-in with the techno, or shy away from it almost entirely.

Personal Highlights:

Make You Free

Both Receive You remixes (The Subtype and ~Tech Trance Arrange~)

Interplanetary Spark

Reign

>Yakuza 6 has Lots of Lights so it automati I think 6 does a really good job at telling a story through its music. You have tragedy being painted in Fist Law and DESTINY, you have sheer anger and brutality being portrayed in Body and Soul, and you can even find it in the street themes with the feeling of "I am completely done with all of this bullshit" in KAMURO again. I also wanna say this has some of ZENTA's best work, which I really really REALLY appreciate.

Personal Highlights:

Lots of Lights

DESTINY

Bloodstained Philosophy (coolest name for a track i can't lie)

Theory of Beauty

>Judgment immediately does a great job of differentiating itself from the Yakuzas, and it's apparent as soon as you get into the street fight tutorial. The OST does a great job of painting Yagami and the overall bleaker picture of the game. Where some battle themes in the main series feel like a victory lap, JE instead sometimes has you feel like you're on the backfoot. Lambda, Hyenas Wheezing, and Rake Your Inside are all tracks that make you feel like an underdog, and give you that strength to power through what seems like impossible odds. It also has Flower of Chivalry so it aut

Personal Highlights:

Encounter ~ Keihin Alliance

Hyena's Wheezing

Penumbra

Destination

>Like a Dragon (/7) is another heavily techno leaning OST. If you asked me about it a few months ago, I probably would have put this higher. But now with IW out, I've started to see more of 7's OST's flaws. There are few tracks that are either weirdly low-energy, or feel a little generic and mesh together with the rest of the soundtrack, or at worst, both. But 7 still has quite the number of solid tracks, and those that stand out REALLY stand out. Shoutout to one of the most unique long battle tracks in Enter the Tiger.

Personal Highlights:

Brutality

Receive You The Hyperactive

REIWA LABYRINTH

ism

>Yakuza 3 acts as a sort of bridge between the rough, almost grunge-like sound of the PS2 era and the cleaner compositions of later entries. And I think it does both of those styles pretty well! It also starts to experiment with electric sound a little more, while still keeping the heavy guitars 1+2 are known for. The best are obviously composed of the tracks that do both. They even keep the unintelligible English lyrics in some tracks, what's not to love?

Personal Highlights:

Lyricism Without Tears

Clay Doll On The Cradle

Fly

D2A BABY YEAH BEST THEME EVER MADE D2A D2A D2A D2A

(2!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

>Atmosphere is a large part of the PS2 era of Yakuza games' identity, and the music is a pretty large part of that. Yakuza 2 has an aggressive, grungy sound that pairs perfectly with the brutality of the game. You'll find some of the most of the most rough sounding songs in RGG's catalogue in here, and it's just so good in a way that isn't really replicated in the more modern entries. Also one of the tracks (Block Head Boy) samples Wu-Tang for some reason and I find that very funny.

Personal Highlights:

Evil Itself

North Menace

Hit & Kill

Outlaw's Lullaby (I still think the Kiwami 2 remix is the better of the two but this one's still SO good please listen to it if you haven't already)

whatcho beautiful ass staring at kaito my king >Kaito Files has like 6 tracks. They're all pretty good tracks, but that's like 6 tracks. Come on. Anyways, it's basically just more LJ music, so uhhhh yeah peak

Personal Highlights (plural would be like all of them)

Blood-Drunk Master Theme

>Kiwami 2. Yeah this one falls into the same trap as 7 does, but with less of those "This is the greatest thing to grace my ears" tracks. It still has some of them, though. The best remixes here are the ones that touch up and make completely sure that what the original has is intact: Lullaby of Outlaws and A Scattered, Eternal Moment are both fantastic in that regard. This also has a decent chunk of completely new tracks, presumably because they couldn't get certain composers back. You have stuff like the amazing triple-part track that plays in the Kamurocho Hills segment, Rebellious Phase which is decent, and the randomly amazing Break Off. Still a crime Evil Itself was snubbed like that smh.

Personal Highlights:

Lullaby of Outlaws

A Scattered, Eternal Moment

Kamuro Hills

Update with Gunfire

(1!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

>Unfortunately, like with most aspects, Yakuza 2 does everything the first game did better. Still though, some quality tracks here. Yakuza 1 doesn't have too much to work with, but it still does utilize its few track slots well. From long-standing iconic tracks like Receive You, to Funk Goes On, and even the off B-side tracks like Singin' Bass, there really isn't a miss in here, just moreso a lack of super standout tracks. There's still quite a few to love despite that, of course.

Personal Highlights

son of a gun

Turning Point

Receive You The Prototype

Funk Goes On

>kiwami 1 ost snorkkkkkk mimimimimimimim snorkkkkkk mimim Alright I'm exaggerating, but I still think it's pretty weak in comparison to the rest. There's a lot of tracks that just feel kinda butchered to me? And it's not like the new tracks are particularly standout or anything. The tracks that do work are genuinely really good: Ideal For Violence is uhhhh perfect, Get Over It is a really strong long battle theme, Pray Me ~Revive~ is on par, if not arguably better than the original, and For Whose Sake Kiwami matches the sorrow of the original pretty well. But then you have stuff like Funk Goes On 極 which feels weirdly weak, Receive You the madtype which feels sorely outclassed by like, every single other Majima Receive You, and what would be arguably the strongest track, Receive You Reborn, doesn't even show up outside of Japanese versions. Kiwami isn't all bad, hell, there are some really good standouts here, but it just can't really compare to the rest in my eyes.

Personal Highlights:

Ideal For Violence

Get Over It

Amusing Octagon

Everlasting Spirit

>Infinite Wealth sits in haven't listened enough of solely because I haven't finished the game and thus haven't touched any track past Kooky (UPDATE: now any track past Impregnable Triangle. I'm planning to do the finale by this weekend). By any other metric this would have shot UP. I ADORE this OST. The cutscene tracks, the generic battle themes, the boss themes, the B-sides, they're all so excellent. This inadvertently made 7's OST worse for me because of how much better it handles the techno.

Personal Highlights:

Brutality ~Rebuild~

Impregnable Triangle (Fun fact: this track uses the time signature of 3/4, which is a waltz. I'll let you fill in the blanks for what that means for the theming.)

Kooky

Slugfest (Yamaniacs stay winning what can i say)

ok so uhhh apparently i hit the character limit lmao. didn't even know this site had one. uhhhhhh will continute in a reblog it's just kurohyou and ishin anyways

#rgg #ryu ga gotoku #yakuza #like a dragon #ramblings of the pee-man #video game osts......................

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xxlemon-chanxx · 3 months

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Is it not stalking to sneak your way into someone's private discord server to dig up dirt against them when all they were doing was venting to their friends? I'm confused! You both seem a bit yikes to me ngl. Am I missing something?

So, from what Griff/Horse had said about the doc, I can understand how it might come across as Griff only talking bad about Magpie in private. I can assure you, that is not the case. The doc has all sorts of slides that depict this, but I’m going to show you some of them right now

Not to mention, the entire reason I was introduced to this drama in the first place was because Griff approached ME about the drama. That’s also in the document pinned on my blog if you want to see that. They listed a bunch of accusations about Magpie, and I didn’t feel comfortable taking those claims at face value without some kind of evidence backing it up, so I looked into them and three weeks later I publish a PDF listing all of the evidence I was given. If Griff hadn’t approached me that day, I probably wouldn’t know who they were.

I think another misconception is that I snuck into a private discord to get screenshots, and I have two things to say about this:

1. I don’t use any ALTs other than my Wittebrainrot blog that promotes the server I run, and I usually don’t ever use it unless we’re doing an event—like the holiday collection we did for Christmas. I don’t do Anon asks, I don’t like using ALTs, if I want to talk to someone privately I’ll DM them and try to have a conversation there. I like being blunt and direct when I talk to people. I also don’t have any ALTs for any social media and try to stick with the name “lemonchan” or some variation of it. I was never in Horse’s server(s) personally. All of the screenshots that show the discord chats came from other people

2. It wasn’t a private discord. It was public to anyone with a link, and Griff gave those links out to people who would ask for them. The “moles” were people who had been in the servers for weeks or months before I came along, and they had started documenting whenever Horse would slander Magpie because they either

a. Were originally on Griff’s side but had grown tired of seeing the pattern of hate and were only sticking around to see what would come next.

Or b. Had joined the server because they already heard what Griff had been saying and wanted to document that.

In either case, I didn’t directly cause any new “moles” to enter griff’s server, they were already there.

And, just so this is on record, Griff has had people spy on other servers before, and I do have screenshots of that as well.

Im not going to sit here and be like “BAH! HAVING INFORMANTS IN SERVERS IS BAD!” Because that would be hypocritical of me. I do think that having people that are able to tell you what’s happening in places you can’t be is useful. I also think it’s very funny that Griff freaked out when they learned that there were people sympathetic to Magpie in their server who were sending me screenshots, because they have a track record of doing the same thing.

#toh fandom #TOH #the owl house community #the owl house drama #the owl house

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babygirlbdubs · 2 years

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ethubs + 7? :D

handwritten / promised (x) (2336 words) (help)

cw// suggestive (heavy making out whoops)

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Kings rise.

Empires fall.

There is no peace, even in the jungle.

***

It started with murmurs in hidden meeting rooms and messages passed back and forth between the resistance leader and his allies. They needed more firepower. They needed more assistance. The king had a whole court. What did the resistance have?

Not enough.

It started with a trek through the underbrush in a desperate search for the result of a dream. Etho had been quiet about where he was living now-- not even Bdubs knew. Etho offered safety and intelligence and skill. He offered knowledge.

If only they could find him.

It started with a discussion in a small hovel, three voices explaining their cause, one silent as he listened. The king is a tyrant, they told him. The king has gone mad, they said. The king’s claim must be removed, they declared. All they’d need in return is his assistance when requested, and the precious solitude of his hidden base.

Etho could provide them that.

***

The basement of the Monolith is chilly, though Etho’s jacket keeps him warm enough as he rifles through the few chests left unemptied. The last of his belongings are packed away in shulkers, ready to be moved out to his new location-- far away from the political strife wracking Hermit Village.

“Etho? ‘S that you?” a familiar voice calls from outside the poorly-hidden door.

Etho’s vulpine ears perk, angling toward the greeting. His tail swishes against the ground lightly as he immediately recognizes his visitor.

“Bdubs!” Etho calls back as he stands from his crouched position. “Come in!”

Bdubs is already halfway through the door as Etho turns around, his eyes conveying the warm smile his mask hides away.

“What’re you doing back here? I thought you’d moved out to the jungle!”

Though it's said with a light tone, Etho can feel the pang of sadness tied to each word.

“Er… Yeah. I have. I’m just picking up the last of my things, is all! Don’t worry, I’ll be outta you and Ren’s hair soon.”

Sure, the words may be loaded as his smile falters, looking down to close the final shulker.

“Oh, well. I mean-- Ren’s moved into the Crastle now, so it’d just be--” Bdubs halts, mouth hanging open for a moment before he continues. “Well, technically I guess it’d just be you.” He clears his throat. “I’ve, um. Moved into the Crastle, too. B-But! If you wanted to stay here, you could!”

“Nah, Bdubs, you know I need my own space. There’s no room for all my ideas here.” The shulkers are tucked away. “Plus, the jungle grass is always greener,” he jokes with a soft laugh, the corners of his eyes crinkling as his tail sways from one side to another.

“Yeah, yeah, you ‘n’ your grand plans,” Bdubs grumbles affectionately.

Etho lets out a chuff of laughter. “As if you’re any different, Kingmaker.” The title rolls off his tongue with ease. Where others might curl their lips around it as though it is poison, it almost sounds sweet in Etho’s mouth.

“I’m just doin’ what’s best for the server!” Bdubs stands a little taller with pride, though Etho’s gaze shifts to something almost despondent at the sight.

The distance between them is closed as Etho crosses the room tentatively, hesitating just in front of his…his Bdubs. “Some people disagree. Call him the Mad King…”

Bdubs’ nose scrunches up in distaste. “Bah! What do they know, huh? Ren’s doing great stuff!”

A slow exhale escapes Etho. “Just. Be careful, okay?”

Confusion crosses Bdubs’ face as he blinks up at Etho. “Yeah. Yeah, of course, Etho.”

Another moment of hesitation hangs heavy between them before Etho finally reaches up to his own face, peeling his mask down to press a soft kiss to Bdubs’ forehead.

I’m sorry.

***

Etho doesn’t speak to Bdubs much after that. A quick hello on the communicator on occasion. A horse left on Bdubs’ front step.

Bdubs speaks even less to Etho.

He’s probably busy, and Etho shouldn’t be fraternizing with him anyway. Bdubs is the enemy now.

The thought makes his stomach churn.

But he hears it over and over in Resistance meetings. The names Kingmaker and Hand thrown around with such disgust they may as well be curses. He hears of Bdubs’ devotion and loyalty and can only admire them. Even if it does burn in his chest to think too deeply on the implications of that devotion too long. Etho has heard Bdubs associated with distaste so often now it barely causes his ears to twitch anymore.

‘I know this must be hard,’ Impulse had said one night, and it’d taken everything in Etho not to snarl back that Impulse could never understand just how hard it is.

‘Yeah,’ was all Etho had managed back.

Time passes, and Etho wonders if he ever crosses Bdubs’ mind at all.

***

White locks of hair fall into Etho’s face as they loosen from the ponytail holding his overgrown hair back. The humid air of the jungle is something he’s used to, but it never stops making him sweat on the days where he labors over his builds. His mask traps the heat on his face, but with how volatile things have been as of late, he can’t risk an unannounced Resistance meeting catching him unaware. Impulse has swooped in from the sky without warning more than once already.

So, with the sun high and beating down on his back, it seems a perfect time to take a break. He wipes his hands on a nearby rag, redstone mixing with sweat on his bare arms as a reminder to properly clean up later. For now, though, he stretches his arms high over his head, his back arching as he walks toward his steadily expanding home.

The last thing he expects when he approaches his door is a barrel with a sign atop it.

ETHO.

His ears perk as he stares. Impulse was the type to hide a music disc inside with a message. Gem and Pearl would’ve left whatever items in his hidden mailbox for Resistance members only. Which only means… Ah. Someone else has finally found where he lives.

With narrowed eyes, he approaches, checking around for any signs of traps. His ears swivel, listening for any signs of people watching from the undergrowth, but all is normal. It’s… just a barrel with his name on it.

Shrugging to himself, he crouches down, his tail brushing the jungle floor. The barrel is opened, and the contents pulled out.

A clock. The time stopped at midnight.

Etho’s brows furrow, his ears flattening back. A clock. Bdubs is the only one who crafts clocks. Certainly the only one who’d gift a clock. Unless, of course, it was some kind of threat to Etho, but he doubts that considering… well… everything.

Running his fingers over the clock, however, he feels something scratched into the back. Flipping it over, it becomes clear what this is. Or, at least in part.

‘Crastle’ it reads in messy scratch. Handwritten.

A time. A place. A meeting.

***

The new moon hangs in the sky, hidden among countless stars. A good choice for a meeting Etho’s certain neither of them would want to be seen attending.

He rides in on a horse, black pelt nearly invisible in the darkness. Etho’s own hair and tail would be the most striking, but with barely enough light to see the path ahead, he doubts many would see him as more than a wolf in the woods.

Approaching the mountain upon which the Crastle towers, he can’t help but marvel at its beauty beneath the starlit sky. Everything Bdubs touches turns to gold. He’d said it once before, seasons ago, but it remains ever truer with each passing day.

His horse is left tied off at the base of the mountain, not suited to make the steep climb that awaits him. He pulls out his pickaxe and takes a deep breath of the cool air, the atmosphere in high contrast to that of the jungle.

An axe weighs heavy against his back. He knows very well this could be far more than just some clandestine meeting under cover of night.

He knows even better that he could never raise a blade against Bdubs.

***

“Bdubs,” he hisses into the dark as he hangs from the side of a balcony-- the only one illuminated by any light.

Silence greets him. Gritting his teeth, he adjusts his grip in the vines wrapped around his forearms and leans out to look at the moon.

Almost midnight.

. . .

“Etho?” a whisper finally greets back, followed shortly by the sound of boots against deepslate.

Bdubs. It’s Bdubs.

“Down here,” he says as he twists to face the balcony, tail lashing to keep his balance so he can pull himself up. He holds himself up against the railing, not wanting to cross the threshold without Bdubs’ invitation.

Etho didn’t realize how close Bdubs was to the railing, however, as he’s met immediately with Bdubs’ doe eyes mere inches from him.

“You actually came.”

The disbelief in Bdubs’ voice cuts Etho to the core. He tries a short laugh, tail swishing behind him a few times.

“Heh. Yeah. Was beginning to think you’d forgotten about me or something.”

A multitude of emotions cross Bdubs’ face in that instant, rolling like tumultuous waves before twisting over themselves and swallowing his expression whole. Bdubs looks as if he is drowning in them.

And then he is surging forward, hands reaching out, cradling Etho’s face to pull down his mask-- Etho’s breath hitches in surprise-- before his lips are on Etho’s in desperation.

If Etho weren’t perching over a deadly freefall, he’d melt into the kiss with reckless abandon. But instead, he hums softly into it, leaning into Bdubs while his hands grip tightly to the railing. He doesn’t allow himself to get lost in it-- not yet. But Bdubs’ hands are warm against his chilled face, and his lips soft and perfect as they lock against Etho’s.

But the kiss ends just as suddenly as it was initiated.

“You’re stupid if you think that,” Bdubs mutters against his mouth. “Thought about you every damn night.”

Etho would be lying if he said those words didn’t cause warmth to blossom in his chest.

“Well, I am the enemy, y’know,” he says, a facetious smile curling across his scarred mouth.

“Oh, shut up!”

Bdubs’ hands move down to Etho’s jacket, fists curling into fabric as the Kingmaker grips him tightly before helping to haul Etho onto the balcony in full.

“Y’know,” Etho starts, putting his hands over Bdubs’ before they can be pulled away. “At first I thought this might be a trap.” It hurts to admit, and the way his voice quiets gives it away. To think that Bdubs might do this just to catch him… just to make a dent in the Resistance…

His eyes betray what his words do not: I’m still not sure.

But Bdubs just steps closer still, gaze warm and affectionate as it meets Etho’s. “No. Never.”

“Promise?”

Etho doesn’t want to admit that his teasing smile is to hide his fears.

“I promise.”

It is the first time Etho has truly relaxed since all this began. And he relaxes right into Bdubs, dipping his head down to meet Bdubs in a kiss once again. He feels Bdubs’ grip on his jacket tighten, sending a chill through his veins. Etho’s hands release Bdubs’ to unbuckle the harness that keeps his axe secure, shimmying out of it and dropping it to the floor carefully-- just enough that the metal clinks softly against the stone.

That’s enough of a cue to Bdubs, who starts tugging Etho toward a pillar. The request is easy enough for Etho to fulfill, one hand cupping Bdubs’ face while the other finds his hip as he backs Bdubs against the column. Bdubs grunts softly but doesn’t dare break the kiss.

The pair’s lips move against one another hungrily, Etho quickly feeling greedy and tugging Bdubs’ bottom lip between his sharp teeth delicately. Bdubs gasps quietly as Etho breaks away to meet Bdubs’ needy gaze.

“I missed you,” Etho says in a low tone. It’d be a growl, if it weren’t so smooth.

“God, Etho. I missed you too,” Bdubs practically whines in return.

Etho’s eyes flicker across Bdubs’ face, committing each detail to memory. The starlight reflected in his deep brown gaze. The flush of his cheeks from the heat between them. The way his lips rest lightly parted, anticipating Etho’s-- ever patient.

And who is Etho to deny his silent request? Especially when it’s one so pretty.

Their lips lock together again, practiced kisses deepening with each moment until they are fully lost in one another, tongues and teeth familiar to each other. Etho presses against Bdubs, one hand reaching behind his neck for his fingers to find purchase in Bdubs’ curly hair. The other hand grips Bdubs’ hip tighter, enough that he wonders if there might be bruises in the morning. He doubts Bdubs would mind if there were.

And just as ravenously, Bdubs’ hands wander, unzipping Etho’s jacket to slide beneath. They roam his chest, his stomach, his hips-- pulling him closer-- before wrapping around to rake down Etho’s back. Etho presses him against the stone even harder, wanting nothing more than to be close to the man before him.

His mouth breaks away from Bdubs’ only to plant kisses along his jaw, tracing his jawline to his neck. Bdubs tilts his head to the side for Etho, who eagerly accepts the offering, tongue and teeth working to leave a mark. And then another. And another. Until Bdubs has a hand in Etho’s hair and is pushing him away just enough for his lips to brush against Etho’s ear.

“Stay with me tonight?” he mutters.

“Won’t your king be upset?” Etho murmurs back.

He can feel Bdubs smile against him.

“Tonight, my devotion is yours.”

#hermitshipping #ethubs #uuuhhhhhh ahahaha.... whoops i did it again #resistance au #i don't have much else to say except i may have been self indulgent in feeding my brainrot for this one #gestures vaguely #enjoy bestie #spooky.writing #fic #cw// suggestive #hc resistance au

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phoenix-is-the-hottest-thing · 5 months

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armsofhadar · 8 months

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It’s surprising to him, the first time he feels that familiar spark of affection again. He’s embarrassed to admit that it didn’t even take him all that long to realise that Valefor was someone he’d fall for. For someone who grew up in squalor, abandoned to their fate on the streets, they matured into an exceptionally kind person. Flawed, certainly, but kind, above everything else. Where anyone else would have more likely grown into a bitter and cruel individual, they chose to channel it into trying to better the world.

They're truly a person after Gale’s own heart.

Gale’s slightly worried for his heart after that evening, where Valefor struggles to hide their emotions from the group as they unexpectedly burst into tears over their bowl of dinner. He jokes he put too much spice in and apologises. Not everyone is used to spicy food. His mother would be insulted beyond belief, but not him. To each their own, right? Not everyone can have exquisite taste and the ability to appreciate his immaculate cooking skills.

Wyll and Karlach reassure him that they’re both enjoying the food — with Wyll adding that he wouldn’t mind more spice than this next time, but Gale is too focused on Valefor’s hand, tightly clamped over their mouth as their tears spill over their fingers.

“I’ll ask next time, alright?” he says as he pats them on the back, crouching next to them. “I apologise for not inquiring about your preferences. I could prepare you something else if you prefer.”

But they’re not coughing, or reaching for a drink to quell the supposed heat. He sighs, disappointed in himself for not noticing earlier. This isn’t capsicum intolerance, they’re actually emotional. Disappointment turns into relief. Whatever it is, it’s not the amount of chilli powder he added.

“It’s not that,” Valefor sobs before Gale can share his conclusion, removing their hand ever so briefly so they can speak. Gale feels his chest ache from seeing the grimace pulling at the corners of their mouth. “I’m just—”

The tadpole in his head stirs, connecting with theirs, and Gale’s mind is flooded with images of a young Valefor — not much older than the tiefling children at the Druid grove — mud-covered and filthy as they dig through a waste bin outside a restaurant. One of the servers notices them and chases them off, and they scamper away, stuffing their mouth with a piece of mouldy (what Gale guesses is a remnant of) quiche. He can feel the grit of sand between their teeth, along with the musty, cotton feel on their tongue. Nausea grips their throat as they swallow, before the relief in their stomach overpowers it, finally calming the hunger pangs.

The memory fades, and changes to the perspective of a not much older Valefor, perched on a balcony, forehead sweaty from exertion as they take bite after bite from flaky, stuffed pastries filled with meat and vegetables. He feels the hot tears stream down their face as they chew eagerly before they turn to their friend, who slaps them on the back with a smile. Gale can feel the exhilaration and joy one experiences from eating something particularly tasty. An intense flavour of garlic accompanies the earthiness of spinach and the salt of feta cheese.

“I’m sorry,” they mumble, finding their balance again and putting their bowl down at their feet. “I didn’t mean for you to see that.”

Gale is overcome with sympathy, feeling his nose sting with tears of his own, and clears his throat as he puts a hand on Val’s shoulder.

“You might just have paid me the biggest compliment an amateur chef could ever wish for, actually,” he says, unable to keep the emotion from his voice. “Even though I excel at cooking, I’ve never actually seen anyone brought to tears from eating my food.”

“Bah, only you two could get emotional over something as ridiculous as the need for sustenance,” Lae’zel sneers.

“Yet I cannot help but notice you are on your third bowl, my Githyanki friend,” Wyll remarks with a smile.

Gale manages to get Valefor to talk about their favourite dishes as he watches them polish off their dinner, and he finds himself spending his time before bed writing down a meal plan that would rival his mother’s. It takes him a full week to realise he’s not just doing this to make his new friend happy.

Something deeper lurks beneath the surface, something that makes the orb in his chest glow with a warmth he hasn’t felt since he was cursed with the damned thing.

#Val #val/gale #gale of waterdeep #otp: thiefweave #i used british english bc that's what the game uses too #gotta be lore correct #my ocs #fang.txt

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marshmallow-biscuit-blog · 6 months

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Another rewrite post

Okay so I kinda gave some slight "Joe isn't 100% nice all the time cracks" on the server but

Anyways- While Tea and Porkrind are actually surprisingly close for how fucking annoying Tea is (idk how he can put up with her but not with Joe) and have almost a sibling vibe, (yes, they care about each other but still with the "bah, fuck off, you bitch-ass" vibes too) Porkrind and Joe absolutely butt heads and despise one another. All throughout school, and adulthood. And when Tea and Joe got married? Porkrind was pissed- not because he was jealous as he doesn't see Tea like that, but because he thought Joe was the most stupid fucking fit for Tea in the world. At the time, Joe was incredibly hot headed (not unlike Porkrind lol) and he didn't want her dealing with that, even though he had never blown up on her before. And when Joe was nice, he felt he was the most cheesy little dumbass. Still, for Tea, he politely attended the wedding, and behaved the best he could. With Tea and Porkrind being close, they know quite a bit about one another. One of those things was that Tea didn't want kids after losing their first. So when she vented to him about getting pregnant, he was pissed for her. He figured Joe had taken advantage of her or something (not the case ofc, Joe would never.) and next time he saw him, it was on sight. Boys get in a petty fight, Joe's stronger and shoves Porkrind face first into a wall with something sticking out of it, costing him his eye. Feeling guilty, ofc, but still not wanting to stick around to find out, Joe just leaves, so he doesn't cause more trouble. When Tea finds out about Porkrinds eye, neither one of them told her what happened. And she never found out. Porkrind just claimed "He tripped" and ofc Tea was suspicious, but she knew she'd never get anything else out of him. Joe can't look at Porkrind anymore without feeling like a little bitch.

#tea kettler #porkrind swine #joe java #kitchen utensil family #the kitchen utensil family #tw miscarriage #miscarriage

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forsty · 1 year

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#BAH IS SO MEAN TO ME #dont look at the time stamps thats not what this is about #frathouse server funtimes

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metalcatholic · 11 months

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I’ve visited a diner everyday on this trip and my rating is solely on how the server says “cawfee”, “sugah”, and “do ya want to sit at the bah”

#And the chocolate chip pancakes

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holding-monsters-hands · 1 year

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IM SO SORRY AM I LIKE. SPAMMING YOU CUS YOU CAN ALWAYS TELL ME TO STOP but i have another question DISREGARD THE FACT THAT THEY ARE MADE OF WOOD what are the dummies’ (yk including the doll) (gb) favorite drinks, foods and candy!!!???!! i love random hcs UGH!!!!! i take anything i can get but pls tell me if this is getting overwhelming obvi u never have to do any of these right away always take ur time ;;;;3;;;;; BAH I NEED TO STOP WORRYING

NONO OMG I LOVE THESE REQUESTS! request as much as you want! <3

also it’s given me the inspiration to possibly create a goosebumps discord server for anyone that’s interested!

The dummies (& doll)’s favorite snacks and treats

Slappy is like a little raccoon you’d find in your trash, except it’s in your old halloween candy bag! He most certainly has a huge sweet tooth, from sour to sweet candies, chocolate, and soda! I feel like he’d enjoy coke despite the fact it fucks up his insides every time- he also loves caramel! mostly so he can make you or jimmy suffer trying to get it out.

Snappy gives me a vibe that he’s a sweet & savory kind of guy, like he enjoys cheetos and kit kats! mostly because he enjoys the crunchy texture, but he also likes any drink with carbonation! even seltzer!

I feel like mr.wood would be a good blend of savory and sweet! however he might lean a bit more on the savory side, though he won’t pass on any sugar!

Mary ellen also enjoys sweets! but like, fancy stuff such as tiramisu, eclairs, cannolis, cake- you name it! she also would enjoy tea and maybe even boba, just imagine the boba dates with this pretty girl!

Dennis likes savory stuff mainly! but he won’t say no to sweets, though he prefers cheesy stuff like nachos, doritos, cheetos, you name it! his favorite sweet however is cake, chocolate or bday flavor! and his favorite drink probably lands on slushies or sprite.

Rocky likes the simple things in life, you’d probably see him eat a bag of potato chips or popcorn, and as for sweets- he enjoys saltwater taffy and caramel! he always feels bad afterwards though because it gets stuck inside him, also he seems like a root beer kinda guy!

Goldie probably has more of a savory taste, but similar to dennis- she won’t say no to sweets! though I feel like she eats sparingly as a little personal reward, she’s basically pavloving herself with m&ms and soda.

#goosebumps #slappy the dummy #snappy the dummy #mary ellen the doll #dennis the dummy #rocky the dummy #goldie the dummy #mr wood #wally wood

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brandtner · 4 months

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how big is the russian speaking yugotalia fandom ?

This is VK. Also I think there's a number of them on Tiktok, I know Dima Sonop is there, but I don't know if he is active since I don't use Tiktok. There is more or so one Russian in my discord server, small numbers of them scattered on various sites...

I'm not afraid to say that the fandom on VK began dying in recent months and really lost its greatness...

It was my favorite site to visit since many years. In fact, the only YU content creator I ever followed. The only person I saw worth my attention ever since 2015 until now (excluding user Yughoeslutvia). If that's not the greatest honour one can get from me I don't know what is. The Admins humour was fantastic, bah, everything about them was.

#The admin is a great painter as well; shame my persuasions of them sharing their art didn't work...#Yugotalia communities... Leaders love to abandon them so #yugotalia #asks

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butterfilledpockets · 1 year

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would you guys be interested in a tmnt centric discord?

#rottmnt #rottmnt leo #rise of the tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt leonardo #tmnt #tmnt discord #rottmnt discord #tmnt discord server

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kittynannygaming · 11 months

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[Dreamling Week 2023] June 6th

Thanks to @mr-sadman Discord Server, we have a wonderful week full of Dreamling stuff. This is my third entry (all rated G). Can be read separately but (for now) parts of the same story.

June 4th - June 5th

June 6th – ROAD TRIP

It was a surprise for their first anniversary. One year already that they had been together and Hob couldn’t hold his joy. Destiny even told him that he would be better to have a head start the 6th before 7am.

It was a long, hard battle to get Morpheus out of bed that early but the promise of a whole week together and with no one else for miles around was enough of a motivation. It took a little more than 4 hours for them to finally arrive.

During the travel, Morpheus decided to listen to some classical music: Ein Sommernachtstraum, by Felix Mendelssohn (that was his revenge for getting up so early). They made a break around 9 am. They were in a cute little village and the bakery was open. They bought some pastries that they ate by the village’s fountain. They enjoyed the sun and got to relax for around an hour before they resume their journey.

“You didn’t tell me where we were going, my beloved.”

“My birthplace! Well… my birthplace and ultimately, my family’s home… land. It’s pretty weird because my family’s home was destroyed ages ago but I’ve bought the land back and had a house built. It’s not a big mansion but, I’ve always hoped to bring you there.”

Morpheus caressed Hob’s cheek with the back of his hand before kissing his lover’s hand like a gentleman. Hob smiled shyly first before giving him a full Hob’s sunshine’s smile.

They reached Nottingham around noon and stopped for a meal. After leaving the restaurant, Hob showed his lover where he was born (on June the 7th 1356, 27 years after my grand-father’s death. On the dot!). Morpheus knew Hob’s birthday date, obviously and prepared a gift weeks ago for this occasion.

They took the car for the last part of the road trip and when they crossed the border, Hob proclaimed

“Welcome to Gedling, Dove.”

“Gedling? Almost like your name.”

“Gedling is the most recent. There was Godling and obviously, Gadling and probably more before that. My family, including me, was chief of this village for 5… no 6 generations. I think there were around 3000 people back then. I had to fake my death and was the last Gadling from Gadling.”

“No children?”

“No. I named my godson my heir. Kept an eye out for him. Did a good job.”

“My Robert… I wish I wasn’t such a sticker for the rules back then. I would have loved to see you in that role.”

“Bah! Lots of bickering to arbitrate. You know the stuff.”

“Yes, and I’m not going to miss it.”

They were on a long path, the grassland becoming a forest clearing and, finally, they arrived to their home. Their home. Hob was very clear about that. It was theirs. It was as it was out of a fairytale.

“Hob! It’s perfect!” The car’s engine was barely off that Morpheus was out of the car. Hob laughed.

“Happy you like it. I’ll open the door for you, so I can give you a tour.” Morpheus couldn’t wait to see inside, but first he needed to reward his lover thoroughly for this perfect gift.

Their making-out session against the tree lasted more than a few minutes. But then, they did have all the time in the world.

Cottage - Map 01 (1607) - Map 02 (?)

Just a little bit North of Nottingham, you can find Gadling/Godling. I like to think that Hob’s family is the source of Robin Hood’s legend 😄

#KittyNanny Original Post #KittyNanny Original Work #The Sandman #Dreamling Week #Dreamling Week 2023 #Road Trip #Dream of the Endless|Morpheus #Robert 'Hob' Gadling #Dream of the Endless|Morpheus/Robert 'Hob' Gadling #Dreamling

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