#afraidofchange ; bangalore.

[holopiloted]

     @afraidofchange​ asked:            ↪ &. 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

❛ don’t make me regret giving you the aux cord. ❜ ( from Bangalore lmao)

          “REGRET? C’mon...you are looking at the KING, of the aux cord.”

     He’s already scrolling through mile long playlists, that lopsided grin growing wide with ideas. The only thing stopping him from playing the first thing to come to mind being the impending, indefinite SILENCE for the rest of the ride should he screw up this one opportunity.

          “There’s a song for EVERYBODY on Mirage’s Pump Up Jams Volume Four! So tell me — what’s Bangs feelin’ tonight? Punk? Maybe with a little ROCK?”

[voltaage]

SPONGEBOB STARTERS

@afraidofchange​ asked:  ❛  me , aggressive ? how dare you ?! maybe you’re right … i command you to help me be a nicer person.  ❜ ( from Bangalore lmfao)

     Wattson was so taken aback by her fellow Legend that she simply stared at Bangalore for a moment, her eyes wide and her mouth slightly ajar. However, the surprise didn't last long and her expression swiftly changed into one of sincere joy, which caused a bright smile to be drawn across Natalie's face.     "I'm more than happy to assist you, mon ami!" The smaller Legend replied with an enthusiastic nod. "Maybe a good first step is to not command people?"     Then Natalie lifted her hands and extended her index fingers to the corners of her lips, gesturing to the smile on her face. "And this!" Natalie exclaimed. "A smile always helps!"

[translocatingthief]

@afraidofchange said: ❝ Rich girl knows how to steal cars. ❞ - bangalore. // meme.

“Only the best for my friends.” Full lips curving in a smirk, Loba eyes Anita like she is prey; something to sink her teeth into and never let go. It’s when she brushes past the soldier, that she lingers -- just a second, just a glance -- before she opens the door, holds it out for her. “Stick with me, and I’ll show you what else I know.” 

[hangsangjunbi]

  @afraidofchange​  ≫  sc.

     “ you’ve got to watch your back, you can’t trust others to do it for you. ”

[codename-wraith]

❣ from bangalore (except for 12 lol)

❣ – kiss meme – requests open.10. an assertive kiss.

:)

Wearing a triumphant smirk, Wraith cornered her prey, knowing she had full control over what happened next. She had won so frequently that nowadays that she felt nothing, no excitement, only neutrality – for her, being good at the Games was a fact.

There were some Legends, however, that simply felt satisfying to take down, no matter how many times she faced them. It felt good to put someone who got too cocky in their place (though, being quite arrogant herself, she really had no room to talk). She also, admittedly, found a couple Legends difficult to take down… and going toe to toe with someone who could match her own prowess brought more excitement. Wraith loved a good challenge.

Bangalore, the Legend she currently had within her grasp, ticked both of those boxes.

She tracked her opponent skillfully. Somewhere along the way, Bangalore had smoked the area, temporarily retreating. Wraith knew she was low, and out of ammo… it was just a matter of finding her. She couldn’t have went too far.

As if on cue, she heard the sound of shields recharging from inside a building. She snuck inside, raising her Prowler in preparation, and turned the corner. Their eyes locked.

“You thought you could run from me?” She taunted as she slowly closed in on Bangalore, gun pointed at the woman’s chest. “You really should know better.”

“Ah, fuck.” Bangalore watched her carefully, but didn’t move, allowing Wraith to advance with ease. “Looks like you got me.”

She didn’t miss the way the woman’s hand gradually inched towards her smoke launcher. So she was pretending to give up. Wraith abruptly fired a warning shot at the wall, the Prowler’s burst just barely missing Bangalore’s ear.

“Nope. Hands off the smoke. Don’t get any funny ideas – you’re mine, now.”

“Hah. I might be dead, but I ain’t yours.” Bangalore didn’t even bother to raise her arms – which was to be expected. No matter what situation she got herself into, she would never admit defeat to Wraith. It filled her with glee. Maybe she could tease her… really draw out her victory. (She knew, if their positions were reversed – and they have been, in the past – she would be livid.)

Wraith stepped right up to the other Legend, pinning her against the wall with her Prowler and digging the barrel right into her stomach. She leaned close, whispering. “Caught you.”

Bangalore straightened her back, pressing further against the gun, and stared Wraith down with a smirk, unflinching. “If you caught me, then why don’t you press the trigger already? I’m waiting,” she leered.

Even in the situation she was in, Bangalore exuded confidence. It ignited something unknown in Wraith, throwing her off guard, almost making her hesitate. Finger off the trigger, but with a steady grip, she balanced the Prowler with one arm, keeping it in the same position. Standing on her tiptoes (this height difference was annoying – it made it more difficult for her to be intimidating), she pressed the palm of her other hand into the wall next to Bangalore’s head, boxing her in.

“Oh, I will. Your time will come. But first…” she matched Bangalore’s intense stare with her own, wearing a cheshire grin. “I wanted to have some fun.”

“What are you gonna do? Kiss me?”

“Is that a challenge?”

“Sure. You wouldn’t do it. You don’t have the guts.”

“Try me.”

The two women fell silent, their stare remaining unbroken; the tension between them practically tangible. The implications of their position, their conversation, the unspoken desire communicated in their gaze – Wraith didn’t miss any of it. This was new. Exciting. Tempting.

Finally, Bangalore spoke, tilting her head down closer to Wraith’s to murmur, “Kiss me, then.”

Something in her snapped. In one fluid movement, she dropped her gun entirely, gripping Bangalore’s shoulders to pull her in, their lips crashing together. Bangalore reciprocated almost immediately, her arm wrapping around the Legend’s waist, hand resting securely in the small of Wraith’s back.

The kiss lasted seconds, but as soon as they pulled away for a breath, their lips met again, and again. It was hot, heavy, and everything Wraith didn’t know she wanted. Her fingertips dug into leather, and she lost herself in the moment. What was probably minutes passed by in a flash, and she pulled away from the other woman, panting in a daze. She licked her lips, trying to register what just happened, her mind not fully processing the overwhelming feelings of desire she was faced with.

BANG —!

Smoke suddenly filled the air, sending Wraith into a coughing fit. She looked around wildly, drawing her gun. When had she–

Bangalore’s voice sounded in her ear, cutting off her thoughts. “Come and find me after the match.” 

And she was gone.

[synthmama]

@afraidofchange || sc.

There’s something bladed when she smiles; something cunning, the points of her teeth peeking behind full lips as they remain crouched beneath the low leaves of cover. Her line of sight tracks perfectly the plan hatching in that steel trap of a mind; noting the vantage point overhead, granting the perfect perch for someone like Anita to make the shot of the opposing team sloughing it down below. 

“You know what?” Quinn starts, voice low and hushed against the breeze. Her Pip-Boy crackles with energy as she holds her hand out to the other, palm up. “Let's do something we haven't done before.” 

[teleidoscopic]

@afraidofchange said:  bangalore vc: hey cuz.

“Hey, yourself. You come crawling back for more pointers, huh?” 

[patentyda]

“  quit  actin’  like  you’re  half  dead.  ”  (  from  bangalore  to  wraith  ! )   .  .  .    @afraidofchange

a  glare  is  shot  towards  the  other  but  it  weakens  after  a  moment  as  a  hand  holds  her  side  ,  “  i  TOLD  YOU  we  weren’t  safe  there.  “  she  says  ,  body  twitches  for  a  second  as  eyes  close  with  a  wince  upon  her  features  but  its’  gone  a  moment  later. 

 “  we  barely  got  out  of  there  in  one  piece  ,  anita  .  .  .  “  stated  sternly  ,  jabbing  a  syringe  into  her  wrist.  

[themultiversemercs]

@afraidofchange

Arch's heart was pounding in his ears as he made a skilful slide into cover, taking a moment to reload his hammerpoint equipped RE45 and was about to top up his shield, but was interrupted by rapidly encroaching footsteps. He tried to finish charging his shield using the small shield but when the opponent charged around the corner, only to take Arch's thrown shield cell to the face, knocking him off kilter enough for Arch to draw his autopistol and open fire. While Arch did take a few hits, he was able to down the other combatant.

Though his celebration was short lived as he heard his duo companion for the hour going down, calling for his help. A quick shield swap and Arch was dashing over to help out, one more mag change as he leaped over a crate, only to miss the assailant behind a corner and be taken down himself with a well aimed Kraber shot.

Though never he or Bangalore died, giving the impression one of them had the coveted golden knockdown shield, but neither were showing it. The last opponent casually strolled over to them both, that cheeky grin of satisfaction of an impending win plastered across their face. As their Peacekeeper was raised to his face, the doubled over Arch dropped the injector has had pressed against his gut, and in a flash rolled to the side to narrowly dodge the spread of the shotgun, and reversing his and Bangalore's fate with a blue magazine of light ammo.

"Bangalore, you alright? Come on, up you get." Arch scurried over to his teammate to help her back up to her feet.

[octaane]

BANGALORE ( @afraidofchange​​​ ) said :  “ what’s the biggest difference between a christian man and a lesbian? ”

" ¿qué? " octane perked up, and the way his head tilted already spoke a thousand words even with his full gear on his face. he looked PUZZLED, a little out of it, too-- he wanted to ask anita to repeat what she just said, thinking there's no way sargeant herself just cracked a joke the daredevil's way. but at the same time, he might SPOIL the moment in case he did ask her to, so for now he would just play along.

he chuckled, then cleared his throat and straightened his back so he could grace anita with ALL of his fickle attention. gloved hands were propped up on his hips, his shoulders relaxed and chest pushed out to appear more confident.

" i dunno, sarge, one stands to pee? "

[sfcwilliams]

BANGALORE has been moved back to my multimuse @afraidofchange. 

Follow me there if you like.

[honorrwolf]

"give and take. that’s life.” || five word prompts || @afraidofchange​

At first, Bloodhound merely grunts in reply, taking the offered hand given and using it as an anchor to haul themselves up from the ground. Bangalore had been quick on the draw, taking out the andskoti that had pinned them down before turning to give them a helping hand up. A poor miscalculation on their part, for letting such a series of events unfold.

They are not ungrateful of course, but the choice of words that she gives following her lending assistance has them tilting their head curiously. Before long a slight smile graces their lips and they nod their head before shouldering their weapon once more.

“Those are wise words that you speak, félagi, I shall do my best to keep them in mind...” They scan the area around them, no sign of anybody approaching but no doubt someone heard those gunshots. “Thank you for helping me, shall we move on before the ravens descend?”

[afraidofchange]

“Don’t matter who you were back in the world.    You’re in my house now.”

     – indie BANGALORE from APEX LEGENDS found at @afraidofchange

[translocatingthief]

@afraidofchange // sc.

“I suppose it’s time we had a little chat.” The click of a compact mirror is the only other thing that gives her away. With a mere flick of the wrist, it seems to vanish from view before she crosses, approaches Anita with a masked expression. As fun as the charade had been in the past, this entire hunt has ripped off the crafted veneer she once wore, exposing her for who she is. No need for a honeyed tongue, here. It never worked on Williams anyways.

“-- Your efforts would have been for nothing had he -- it -- decided to kill me after all, but...” But...? But what is there to say? For a brief moment, her brows pinch together in a frown. “Look, I’m not one for thank-you’s, sargento. Just know that I appreciate what you tried to do, even if I don’t understand why you did.” 

[vanishout]

❛ uhm, i think i’m great company, wouldn’t you agree ? ❜  maybe he did talk a little too much during matches and maybe he’s a distraction more often than not ── but hey, he’s just trying to lighten things up a little ! it tends to get pretty heated and serious out on the field, too much tension for his tastes.  ❛ actually, i know i am. tell me, be honest ── you’re bored out of your mind when i’m not on your team. ❜

 / /    sc. @afraidofchange​ ( bangalore )

[codename-wraith]

continuation from here -- @afraidofchange

Wraith was practically melting into her touch.

Earlier, during their match, she was raring to fight and on the offensive, but with Bangalore holding her from behind like this, she had no incentive to challenge her. This just felt so right -- all she wanted was to succumb to whatever the woman had in store.

As Bangalore nipped at her neck, she bit down on her own lip, unable to help the light sound that came out. She’d been stabbed, shot, punched, kicked, the whole nine yards -- and she would have never been able to guess her skin could be this sensitive. Wraith tilted her head up and to the side to give the other Legend more access.

“I don’t need to cover anything. I’m not ashamed.” She asserted. “I want this. There’s no reason to hide it.”

She arched her back, pressing into Bangalore’s chest. She wanted more... so much more... but she wasn’t sure what specifically to ask for, or how to ask for it. She hadn’t experienced anything like this before. And the woman was clearly teasing her -- pinning her up against the wall without explaining anything, leaving a mark on her neck -- it wasn’t fair.

Wraith wondered how much longer this would continue for. She wasn’t sure what to expect when Bangalore instructed her to find her after the match... but she had been hoping for this. A continuation. Was the Legend just here to mess with her? What was she after?

Though... this was a two-way street. If she wanted something to happen, she would have to be vocal about it.

“Don’t stop.” She murmured. “Keep going.”