#no offense but its not that hard to add a read more??? keep the graphic part optional :/

[seung-scrittore]

no offense and all but can nsfw creators -regardless of wc- keep the nsfw part of their fics below the cut?

in the nicest way possible, im sure your works are good and all, but as someone who doesnt want to consume that media -as well as being a minor- it's unsettling having to see smut on my dashboard.

and before you tell me i could "block those tags"; i would miss out on so many other fics by creators who cross tag for exposure. which is a problem in itself.

strictly sfw creators cant achieve the recgonition they deserve without cross tagging. so stop saying we can block the tags.

its not fair that nsfw creators get to input "angst" or "fluff" in their tags whilst having graphic smut written, but sfw creators are stuck having to cross tag for simple recognition and sfw readers having to filter through fics to find something theyre comfortable reading. (which even then is no guarantee. the odds are not in our favor.)

tumblr has no algorithm. therefore sfw blogs can sometimes get nsfw fics on their timeline, thanks to that stupid "based on your likes" feature.

im not saying nsfw content is not a genre in itself, because there is a wide audience looking for specifically that content.

instead, im saying: can nsfw creators please keep their graphic works under a read more so that sfw only readers/writers -alike myself- arent face to face with explicit smut?

that cant possibly be too much to ask for.

[pvrkacciosan]

Creatures Within us¦ Ateez Werewolf series~Masterlist~

Last update¦ 07 January 2022

I try to post ever Friday, if I cannot, please do understand I was probably busy.

Warnings for this series: There is swearing, may be some smut, mention of death, rape and various types of other abuse. There will also be forms of violence and fighting some scenes may be more graphic than others, and there will be descriptions of dead bodies.

*If you aren't comfortable with any of these topic I advice you do not read this series , purely because it's not my intention to upset or offend anyone, nor do I think this is how any of the members would act, all information and actions that take place in the course of this series is purely fiction and is for entertainment purposes, if anything is wrong or really offensive please tell me so I can try and fix it. I advise reading add on's as they hold information about the creatures and the rest of the world

Add on's to series

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Revenge is better Served Cold¦ Woo Young X Suki Completed

¦(Werewolf! Wooyoung X Werewolf!female OC) ¦

DESCRIPTION}Two souls destined for one another, a group of hunters trying to rip them apart. Similar fates were bestowed upon them both. Will Suki let her pasts get in the way of being together or will they get the sweet revenge they both seek.

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Forgetful World¦ Yeo Sang X Tia Completed

¦(Werewolf! Yeosang X human!female OC) ¦

DESCRIPTION} The world can be a scary place when you don't know all its secrets. A painful pinch of an unknow creatures fangs leaves Tia without her memories. Yeosang will do anything to ensure her safety and happiness, but of course everything comes with a price. What price will be payed to keep the ones you love by your side?

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Dreamer¦ Yun Ho X Denah On Going

¦(Werewolf! Yunho X Witch!female OC) ¦

DESCRIPTION} Dreams are a tricky thing. Denah's gets ripped away the moment she run from her training coven to seek safety from the rogues who are rounding up her kind. Yunho's dream run free in a safe world of which he no longer lives in. Can Denah become the safe place were they can both dream once more.

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New Queens¦ Hong Joong X Amelia To be Started

¦(Werewolf! Hongjoong X Rogue Werewolf!female OC) ¦

DESCRIPTION} Rogues packs. They seem to be becoming a bigger problem for many creatures as times goes on. Amelia runs for her life after the death of her brother in their rogue pack leaving behind her little sister, stumbling upon another pack in the woods. Hongjoong vows to help the girl get her sister back, what ever the cost.

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Conscientiam¦ Jong Ho X Hana To be Started

¦(Werewolf! Jongho X Werewolf!female OC) ¦

DESCRIPTION} She was nothing but an empty shell when they found her in the underground basement of a rogue pack. Jongho tries everything to get her to open up and accept herself again. If he isn't careful he could crack and flood her with her own guilt, and if she were to fall she would take many down with her for she has many hidden secrets only one other person alive knows of.

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Formidable Love¦ Mingi X Hyejin To be Started

¦(Werewolf! Mingi X Hunter!female OC)¦

DESCRIPTION} Their paths were destined to cross at one point, the only thing thats seems to stand in their way is their heritage, blood line and a great deep long hatred, and her finger which is held over a trigger, which could end everything.

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Solitary Love¦ Seong Hwa X Sadie To be started

¦(Werewolf! Seonghwa X Werewolf!female OC) ¦

DESCRIPTION} When the Choi twins uncle threatens to marry Sadie off to some random wolf after her being locked away for fifteen years, San decides he is going to do what's best for his sister. When fate brings Sadie and Seonghwa together will they take the opportunity to stick together to defeat the rising dangers that threatens to destroy them all or will Sadie's overprotective twin brother pull them apart before their love has the chance to blossom.

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Latibule¦ San X Trinity To be started

(Werewolf! San X Vampire!female OC)

DESCRIPTION} Most say its unnatural for two different creatures to fall in love, but they can't help it no matter how hard they try to hate each other. Trinity, a vampire with a sassy attitude and a unique gift has to help none other than the werewolf San when all the creatures start coming together in a final attempt to save their crumbling world.

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[neokad]

Touhou VI: The Embodiment of Scarlet Devil - or my first journey into a bullet hell game

Touhou is that one pew pew game series with cute anime gals, right?

Source: https://pixiv.kurocore.com/illust/54033795

Just like what I think are many people, that’s pretty much all I knew about the franchise as a whole! And to be honest, for a long long time, I was AFRAID of going any closer to anything Touhou-related! Because of them being bullet hecks, they seemed like the most frustrating and unfun games I could possibly be playing! But then... time passed... Fast forward to somewhere in 2020: I was watching the biyearly Games Done Quick event, and one of the first runs showcased during it was none other than Touhou Luna Nights! But while the speedrun itself was very impressive, the thing that really captivated me was well... everything else! Even though this was only a Metroidvania fangame, IT LOOKED LIKE SO MUCH FUN! The graphics, the special effects, the mechanics... everything just seemed like a dream!  In spite of that, I only picked the game up and played it about a year later, thanks to a Steam sale! And to keep things short, I ADORED it. It was a bit too short, but everything else was spot on, and even better than I thought it would be from what I saw at GDQ! But that’s sadly a review for another time :(  Because I literally fell in love in this game, well... I thought “screw it, I’ve been morbidly curious for years now, let’s actually try a freakin’ Touhou game!” 

And so, after some research I’ve learned that the sixth game - the first one released on Windows PCs! - was the one that served as inspiration for Luna Nights as a whole - its characters, music, stage aesthetics and more! It just seemed natural to settle with this one~

How did it go? What did I think about it? Well, that’s why we’re here: those are my thoughts about Touhou VI: the Embodiment of Scarlet Devil.

Now for a pointless history lesson: as I said earlier, Touhou 6 was the very first game published for Windows PCs, all the way back in 2002! The five previous games were actually exclusive to a Japan-only machine, the NEC PC-98, a line that prevailed strongly in Japan before Microsoft conquered the world. As such, it’s really the first game that’s still relatively accessible today, as PC-98 emulation is... not really a stable thing yet -_- So even though this wasn’t quite true, it’s as if I started my journey into Touhou with the original! And once I started playing, I was honestly surprised at one thing once I hit the title screen: this game actually has lots of options to make the experience easier or harder!

I know that being able to change your starting lives, starting bombs, choose your overall difficulty and such isn’t groundbreaking at all, but honestly? I didn’t expect things to be so customisable in a bullet heck game series - a genre that’s known for being merciless to players! I did decide to go on Normal to have the “intended” experience, but things aren’t as daunting as you may think!

This game also allows you to play as not only Reimu, the poster character of the franchise, but also Marisa! Both of these girls also boasts two different weapons each, with their own strengths, weaknesses and bomb attacks! Again, I genuinely did not expect so much breathing room even though looking back... I feel like I should have : P

Once I actually started playing the game itself, there’s yet another thing that surprised me: the difficulty curve... it’s... manageable??

Now granted, I’m a person that plays a *lot* of games, and on top of that, I play lots of action games as well, games that require quick reaction times, good pattern reading and so on so forth. So there’s a chance my judgement on the game’s difficulty might be wrong or biased... but to me? Embodiment of Scarlet Devil actually has a good difficulty curve! The first stage of the game has many enemies that can shoot many bullets, but they’re slow, predictable and relatively easy to avoid because you have lots of space to maneuver around! On that same train of thought, Rumia, the first stage’s boss, certainly doubles down on the number of bullets she can throw at you. But, their patterns are once again pretty slow and predictable, making things much more comfortable at the start of your adventure!

But hold on a minute here, how does this game actually plays? Well, this is where I need to let out a horrifying truth:

Touhou is actually really, REALLY fun.

At first it does seem like a pretty standard shooter: you shoot at things, dodge bullets, collect power ups to boost your weapon’s strength, and make sure you don’t die too much in order to reach the final boss in good shape. However, what I ended up loving about Touhou are its many, many mechanics that spice things up beautifully! The first one I wanna focus on is “Grazing” and it’s actually pretty simple: if you do your best to get close to a bullet or a laser without touching it with your (very small!) hitbox, you graze that bullet! Not only will a satisfying sound effect play out each time you graze something, you will also gain points each time you do this maneuver, making it essential for a high score, and especially, to gain extra lives faster!  Secondly, there’s bombing! I am totally repeating myself here, but while each character has a different kind of bomb to their disposal, they each function in relatively the same way: you get to launch a strong attack against your opponents, get invincibility frames, and on top of that, get rid of any bullets that are currently on the screen! I love bombs in this game because they create a great balance: you can totally use them for offensive purposes, buuuut they also serve as a great defensive clutch if you just find things too difficult at the moment.  Bombs even have two extra layers to them! When you will get hit and lose a life (and believe me, you will) your bombs will get refilled back to three, urging you to not hoard them too much even if you’d prefer to save them for a tougher part. Because if you die, you might just “waste” bombs in a way! However, here’s an advanced kicker: if you manage to hit the bomb button just as you are hit by a projectile (8 frames within death I think!) you not only are able to save yourself from losing a life, you also won’t lose a bomb at all, either! This is a very difficult trick, but a very cool and potentially important one if you plan things out in the heat of battle ^^

Then there’s a mechanic that, to my knowledge, got introduced in EOSD: the POC, as in Point Of Collection! Now, as you destroy the many enemies after Reimu or Marisa, they naturally drop many power ups and point icons, and because there’s many of these you’re bound to miss them. However, this is where the POC comes in: if you are at full weapon power, you will earn the ability to collect every icon on the screen! This makes sense and is actually very smart, because most players - myself included - tend to hug the bottom of the screen as bullets are more scarce and slower here. BUT reaching that POC close to the top of the screen is a great way to incentivise players to risk things in order to get a massive amount of points and gain extra lives way faster! And finally, as soon as you do reach that max power, the game will automatically wipe every single projectile off the screen, so it’s even possible to time when you’ll get your final power boost to make things easier on yourself!

All of those mechanics together make Touhou EOSD a pure joy to play! It’s simple on the surface but has such interesting mechanics and risk-reward elements that can push you out of your comfort zone, but never forces you to! And sure enough, I got addicted~

Even though I did say that the game had a good curve and started off not too difficult, it does not mean that your journey will be easy: even early game bosses such as Cirno and Meiling took me lots of practice to get consistent at, by studying their patterns and testing out which strategies worked the best for survival. And eventually, even Patchouli and Sayaka’s stages will test you out with lots of predictable-yet-deadly bullets to test out your screen reading skills and even reflexes.

Touhou may be more accessible than I thought, but do not be mistaken: on Normal, this game will still challenge you, and I absolutely love it for that <3 

Another thing that helps this game out is - please pretend to be surprised - the music. Touhou has always been known for bringing some very good tunes all around, but besides Luna Nights’s incredible soundtrack, I actually never got to listen to any of them besides Bad Apple and one fanime opening my bestie sent me one year ago. And well... it’s true!

The game uses some very artificial, even out-of-tune instruments for its music, but strangely enough, it REALLY works! It gives the music a very nostalgic, warm feeling that’s hard to describe, but it works so well at making those songs catchy as all heck! It also helps that the compositions themselves are pretty strong and surprisingly complex for its genre, too! I would pick a favourite theme to show off, but the soundtrack’s just really consistent and good all around!

Sadly, I mostly cannot say the same for the game’s presentation. This game is a PC app from 2002 and it sadly somewhat shows. I’ll even bring a special mention to the in-game portraits, which are hilariously HORRIBLE! Thankfully dedicated fans have made a patch to improve the game’s visuals so that they’re more in line with later titles, but at base it’s really not the prettiest gem visually...

...except for the spell cards, the bosses’s strongest attacks, which are genuinely gorgeous multicolored motives that will struck you in awe before you are inevitably destroyed by them, it’s great! My favourite is the one you get from Meiling’s mid stage encounter, pictured above!

Before wrapping up this long, long post, I do wanna add this: the game will unfortunately only give you the good ending only by playing on Normal and above, and only if you beat the game without using any continues. This is called a 1CC, or 1 Credit Clear. Even if I don’t think the bad ending’s actually that unsatisfactory, I did want to get better at the game! So I practiced for many hours a day for a couple of weeks, memorized each boss’s patterns, learned where to graze, when to optimally reach the POC to get as many points as possible... this game pushed me to get better with an incentive, a reward waiting at the end, on top of the satisfaction of simply cheesing what used to be so difficult at some point and... well, I think this is the proof of a well-crafted game right there. After many failed attempts, I finally managed to 1CC this game (pictures below!!) and it was, genuinely, one of the most satisfying moments in my gaming life <3 

So... yeah. I might be a Touhou fan now. Welp.

Touhou VI: The Embodiment of Scarlet Devil was such a pleasant surprise for me: I expected a game I’d find somewhat boring at best and frustrating at worst, but I ended up having a very, very good time, and honestly? It’s not as hard as you’d think it is! You can beat a Touhou game, so long as you are interested in practicing and getting better, and I promise it’ll feel rewarding in the best of ways <3

I just wanna say thank you to Luna Nights and Team Ladybug, because without them, I would have never been curious and then surprised by how cool this game is. Thank you <3 

And many thanks to you, the reading, for staying until the end! Thank you for reading!

[s-oulpunk]

Where Dreams Dwell, The Heart Calls Home (2/3)

Summary:

Stan never expected to see the Losers again, so when he runs into Eddie at his university's required omega course he is shocked and hurt. Everything he has worked so hard to bury comes flooding back. Most of all his jealousy. Unfortunately he is forced to hide his feelings from his new pack as Henry Bowers, his alpha, wouldn't be pleased to find out that Stan is longing for the past. In fact Stan's newly found feelings could bring about a lot more than just punishment if Henry were ever to discover them. Stan's only hope is escape, but can he turn to the pack that betrayed him so long ago? Can he face Bill?

Co-Written with @theweaverofworlds-official

TW: Physical abuse, emotional abuse, sexual abuse, graphic depictions of rape, graphic depictions of violence, sexual content, a/b/o dynamics

Read on AO3

Part Two:

Despite Richie’s accusation, Bill did care. Maybe he cared too much. He cared enough to spend the better part of an hour shuffling around his work schedule, taking the most inconvenient shifts just so he could be here, standing under the blazing sun as he waited for Eddie’s stupid fucking Omega 101 class to let out.  Doctor Keene had already gone five minutes over, and Bill knew Eddie had a class in fifteen minutes.

Eddie was the type of person to lay out his schedule perfectly, the type to make sure he had exactly enough time to get from one class to the next without having to worry. Bill was sure if this class went over any longer he would be able to smell Eddie’s stress from here.

Not that Eddie was the only one dealing with stress at the moment. Bill was positively miserable.  Not only was it hot as hell, but Stan was in there. All Bill would have to do is open the door and he would be face to face with his old friend again. Not that friend ever seemed to be the right word to describe whatever had been going on between Stan and himself. But that was over now, he supposed. The choice had been made for them. They weren’t even supposed to be friends, much less anything more.

It was all too strange for Bill. Seeing Stan wasn’t supposed to make him miserable. And yet here he was, with sweaty palms and a stomach twisted up with nerves. In Bill’s opinion, sweaty palms were just about the worst thing that could happen to a person. They could only add on to the misery, making an already terrible situation even more terrible. And Bill sure would like it if he would be able to keep the misery to a minimum.

Bill hadn’t gotten a chance to ask Eddie anything more about Stan since the topic was first brought up. Or maybe he had just been too frightened to take the risk. Either way, he couldn’t stop his mind from running wild with possibilities. He had imagined what it would be like to see Stan again ever since he had lost him. Every day different variations of the event had plagued his mind, but now that he was here - now that it was happening - he felt ill prepared. Almost scared. Which was ridiculous, because Stan was his friend. Or, at least, he was supposed to be his friend. Sometimes people who were supposed to be your friends end up becoming someone else entirely. Though Bill hated to think about a world where Stan didn’t think of him as a friend, or at the very least as someone he could look back on fondly.

The smell caught Bill’s attention as soon as the door opened. It was quickly followed by a sea of collared omegas, each one as timid and docile as the next. Bill couldn’t help but feel more than a little sorry for each of them. How had turning omegas into submissive breeding machines taken priority over forming a bond - taken priority over love - for so many alphas?

Eddie’s scent was stronger than the others, and Bill’s eyes were drawn to him as soon as he exited the classroom. The sight of each other brought a smile to both of their faces and it wasn’t long before Bill had an armful of Eddie. The hug only lasted a second but it was enough to make more than one omega stop and stare, curious to see the alpha that had been dealt the misfortune of taming Eddie Kaspbrak.

Eddie rolled his eyes. “They just don’t understand how an omega and an alpha can be friends.  They probably all think I want your dick.”

“You don’t want my dick?” Bill said in mock offense. “I’m hurt, Edward.”

“Oh, I’m so sorry, I forgot that all my dumb omega brain can think about is your fat alpha cock,” Eddie deadpanned. “Oh, please, William, please strip me of my entire future and all my freedoms just so I can have your dick inside me.” He scoffed. “It’s completely ridiculous - Why are you laughing?”

Bill let out the burst of laughter he had been trying to stifle. The sound rang out through the hallway, making the students around them turn their heads. The omegas that had been watching already shared curious looks with each other. Eddie Kaspbrak was a strange specimen, one they were desperate to learn more about.

“Why did you call it a fat alpha cock?” Bill snorted.

“I was making a joke!” Eddie insisted, eyes narrowing at Bill.

Bill just laughed harder. “Never say anything like that again-”

“No, now I’m gonna do it more to piss you off.” But Eddie’s threat was derailed by the laughter building in his chest, bubbling up his throat and past his lips. The burst of laughter didn’t last long, but in its place was a soft smile dancing along Eddie’s lips. “You’re here to see Stan, aren’t you?”

Bill didn’t bother denying it. “He didn’t leave already, did he?”

“I don’t think so,” Eddie said. “He might be hiding from you.” Bill arched an eyebrow. “We could smell you inside the classroom, I think Stan recognized your scent.”

Bill’s eyes lit up. “That’s a good sign, right?  It has to be.”

“Why would him hiding from you be a good thing?”

“No, no, not that part,” Bill said. “I meant - Him recognizing my scent.  That means he still thinks about us, right?  About me?”

“Bill, we were friends for years,” Eddie countered, trying to keep his voice gentle. “It might mean nothing.”

In fact, neither of them were right.  It was not a good sign, someone hiding from someone else was rarely ever a good sign. But it didn’t mean nothing either. It meant something, but what that something was, neither Bill nor Eddie would have been able to guess, because Stan wasn’t entirely sure what that something was either.

He was hiding in the classroom, stalling time by asking Doctor Keene questions he already knew the answers to. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to see Bill, more that he couldn’t see Bill. He wanted more than anything to be able to fall  back into the routine they had in high school. To be able to joke around with him, to talk to him, to touch him. God, even just being near him would be a relief.

But it was entirely out of the question.

Stan had spent years building up the walls inside his head. Those walls protected him, they were the only things that kept him sane. And as of right now, they were completely bulletproof. Nothing would be able to hurt him as long as they were up.

Except for Bill. Bill would be able to make them crumble, Stan was sure of it. He had always been able to read Stan like an open book. Even when the others bought the smiles Stan faked, Bill had been able to see the light dimming behind Stan’s eyes. He had been the one to convince Stan to admit what was wrong, and he had been the one to help nurse him back to health.

But he couldn’t let it happen.  He couldn’t let Bill get under his skin, couldn’t let him crawl inside his heart and nestle there like it was where he belonged. Not again.

Not that it mattered, Bill was only here to pick up Eddie.

Then why is he still here? A tiny voice in the back of his head asked. A surge of hope soared inside him, and he hurried to squash it back down. Hope did nothing for him. Hope wouldn’t save him.  Hope only made the crushing disappointment that much more crushing and disappointing.

But he was running out of questions to ask Doctor Keene, and the professor was starting to look like he was ready to do just about anything if it meant he could finally, finally escape this conversation.

“That’s all,” Stan murmured, half terrified that if he kept Doctor Keene any longer he would send Henry a quote unquote, concerned email. “I - um - Thank you.”

Doctor Keene plastered a smile onto his face. “Have a good day Mister Uris.”

Stan  forced himself to smile, swallowing down the panic building in his chest.  Bill was still outside. “You too.”

Before leaving, Stan pulled aside the curtains swaying gently in front of the classroom windows. Doctor Keene always kept them drawn. He insisted that omegas were easily distracted, their brains weren’t meant to take in so much information, and they would better retain their classwork if the blinds were drawn. Usually Stan hated it. The constant pressure of fluorescent light made his eyes strain, and the plain, gray walls were so bland that sometimes he considered driving his pencil through his cornea just so he wouldn’t have to look at them. But today he couldn’t be more grateful for them.

He could see Bill and Eddie in the distance, laughing silently. The sight made his heart ache. He could still remember a time when he had been a part of that, when it would have been nothing to open the door and join them. But that time was long passed.

There were a few other students lingering around outside as well.  Enough that if he kept quiet, he might be able to slip by unnoticed.

He had hoped that the other omegas in the hallway would help mask his scent. But he had barely gotten the door open before he had caught Bill’s attention. The alpha’s head snapped up and immediately Stan knew he had been caught. Bill’s nose was wiggling the littlest bit, trying to pick up more of Stan’s scent in the crowded hallway. Stan could pretend it was something else all he wanted, pretend Bill had coincidentally picked up some other familiar scent, but at the bottom of his heart he knew it was him Bill was looking for.

“Ss-Stan!”

But he supposed the confirmation was nice.

“Stan, wait up!”

Stan had no intentions of waiting up. He had to get home and start dinner, and he didn’t need old friends distracting him for the rest of the evening just because they had some guilt they couldn’t get over. Well, Stan had gotten over it. And, quite frankly, they should have as well.

“Hey!”

Stan walked faster.At some point he would lose them. At some point they would give up.

“Stan!”

At some point-

Fingertips brushed past Stan’s wrist. He jerked backwards, spinning around fast enough to nearly send him toppling to the floor.  He cradled his wrist against his chest as if he had been burnt. In some ways, it almost felt like he had been. He could still feel the phantom touch of Bill’s fingers against his wrist. It had almost felt nice, a spark of warmth in his usually cold life. But it was overpowered by the crushing fear that overtook his body. Henry would know. He always knew. No matter how big or how small, if Stan fucked up, Henry knew.

“What the hell are you doing?”

Bill looked stung by the words. Stung enough that he took a step backwards, his hands slowly coming up in a mock surrender.

Stan was sure he could smell the fear rolling off of him in waves, but no matter what he tried he couldn't seem to get his emotions in check. Not this time.

“You can’t just grab me,” he spat out, not bothering to allow Bill time to gather his thoughts. “That’s - That’s so fucking-” He bit his tongue. He had to be good. That was the whole reason he was here. To be good. To learn how to please his alpha. To make himself forget his own selfish wants. Yelling at an alpha was surely not good behavior. With lowered eyes he continued, quieter, “Sorry.  Please don’t grab me.”

“I ww-wuh-won’t,” Bill said quickly, hands still held up, awkward and limp, by his head.  With some amusement, Stan couldn’t help but think it almost looked like he was being held hostage. “I’m sss-sorry about before, I just - I’m sorry.”

Stan shuffled his feet awkwardly. “It’s okay.”

Stan turned without waiting for a reply, stalking towards the doors. They were so close. He could almost feel the handle in his palm. The sunlight on his face. The wind in his hair.

“Wait,” Bill said again. And, against his better judgement, Stan froze. “Can we - Can we tt-tuh-talk?”

Stan turned again. Bill had finally dropped his hands, and he looked like he was fighting the urge not to close the distance between them. Good. Let Bill be the one to miss him for once.

“No,” he said firmly. Bill’s shoulders deflated, and immediately Stan wanted to change his answer. Wanted to hear Bill out. Wanted to finally open himself up to the possibility of change. But he wasn’t supposed to get what he wanted, was he? “Henry doesn’t want me talking to other alphas.”

Bill’s expression darkened. “Since when do you care what Henry wants?”

“Since you-” Stan snapped his mouth shut. He had to be good. He had to submit.

Bill took a step forward. Stan took a step back.

“Since I what?” he asked. His tone wasn’t threatening. It was exactly as Stan remembered, soft and sweet as honey. The first taste was enough to leave you craving more, but too much and you would end up drowning in it. And Stan had. He had gotten too comfortable and fallen off the deep end, letting the candylike sweetness trick him into devouring it until it had filled up his lungs. Until it had settled into every little crevice, filled every crack, and Stan couldn’t breathe without remembering how it had tasted.

Now all that was left was the bitter aftertaste.

“You know what,” Stan said. Then, before Bill could reply, “I have to go.  Belch will be mad if I’m late. Don’t bother following me, and don’t come back here again.”

Stan knew the demands wouldn’t stick. He wasn’t surprised when he saw Bill waiting after class the next day. Or the next. Or the next. Or any of the days after that. What did surprise him was how Bill didn’t try to approach him.  Instead he waved from a distance, offering Stan a smile that made him feel like, even after all these years, he was still a part of their little family.

As much as Stan hated to admit it, the thought warmed his heart.

He never returned the gestures, even looking Bill’s direction was too much of a risk, but he appreciated them nonetheless.

Despite all these precautions, it still seemed he wasn’t being careful enough. It was getting harder and harder to avoid Eddie. The class had fallen into their natural pattern of claiming the same seats everyday, so no matter how hard Stan tried, he couldn’t avoid sitting next to Eddie. And sitting next to Eddie only led to not-so-gentle prying from the other boy as he tried, almost desperately, to get Stan to open up. But the walls Stan had built were tough. He wouldn’t let Eddie tear them down with just a few simple words.

But it didn’t matter. He had bigger things to worry about.

“You’re talking to Denbrough again, aren’t you?”

Henry’s voice made Stan freeze, hand halfway to the stove. “What - What do you mean?”

“Vic said he saw him,” Henry said, voice flat. “Walking towards your class.”

“He was probably picking up Eddie,” Stan said quickly. “He’s in that class too-” Stan swallowed down anything else he was going to say, but it was too late. He could see the cogs turning in Henry’s head, could see the lightbulb turn on, could see the moment he finally understood everything.

“That’s who I’ve been smelling on you!” Henry roared. Stan flinched but otherwise held his ground, squaring his shoulders as he stared up at the alpha. “What has he been telling you?”

“Nothing,” Stan lied. “We barely talk.”

“Bullshit!”

“It’s not bullshit!” Stan shouted. “I’m doing everything you want! I went to the stupid class, I wore the fucking collar, I made your god awful dinner every single night! I couldn’t control which class Eddie got into! It’s not fucking bullshit!”

For a moment Henry looked startled. So startled that Stan could imagine a universe where he gathered his remaining courage and walked right out the front door. Maybe he could go to the Losers’ house after all. Even if Bill didn’t want him, he was sure Eddie would be able to convince the others to find room for him. He could still be part of the group again. He could be safe-

Pain blared through his arm. It was red and hot and, distantly, he realized it burned. But in the moment that realization used too much cognitive function, and all he could think was about how much it hurt. Like Henry had set his skin ablaze with a freshly lit match.

He didn’t know how long he stayed there, with his arm against the stove and Henry’s fingers in his hair, but it felt like he was trapped there for hours. Henry’s hold was tight around his wrist, tight enough that there would be bruises in the morning. But bruises were the least of Stan’s problems at the moment.

He was starting to smell the flesh burning from his arm. It was not unlike the sausages Henry sometimes forced him to make. The pre-packaged ones that could be cooked up on a frying pan, the ones Patrick liked with eggs on the side. And suddenly his screaming - had he been screaming the whole time? - was cut short by a series of gags, loud and retching and, for a moment, Stan worried he would vomit all over the sparkling clean floors he had spent all weekend mopping.

Henry must have thought the same thing because he lept backwards, his mouth hanging open in a sort of silent shout.

Stan yanked his arm back from the stove as fast as he could, cradling it carefully against his chest.  He sniffled quietly as he watched Henry. He didn’t remember when the tears started, and he had no desire to relive anything that just happened in order to find out. All that mattered now was getting the tears to stop. Letting Henry hurt him was one thing. Letting Henry know just how much the pain broke him was something else entirely.

“What have you been telling him?” The fury in Henry’s voice ripped Stan out of his thoughts.  His lips were pulled back in a snarl, and his glare was enough to make Stan want to beg and cower until Henry forgave him for all his past mistakes. But he held his ground.

“Nothing,” Stan insisted. “I barely talk to him.”

He had barely gotten the words out before Henry was closing in on him again, throwing him up against the kitchen counter.

“You’re a liar,” Henry sneered. His breath was hot and rancid against Stan’s face, making him gag all over again. But this time Henry didn’t back away. “I know you are, I know you’re lying to me!”

“I’m not! I’m not lying to you!”

“You’re fucking pathetic. All I wanted was to help you become a proper omega, and you couldn’t even do that. You fucked it all up!”  Henry was shouting now, spittle flying from his lips and spraying Stan across the face.

Stan tried to retort, tried to protect himself, but the simple motion of opening his mouth was enough to anger Henry all over again. All he could get out was a spluttering jumble of letters before Henry’s knuckles were imprinted across his face. The only thing that managed to escape Stan’s lips was a soft whimper. That, and the thick droplets of blood that trailed from the corners of his mouth all the way down to the bottom of his chin.

“I want you to drop out,” Henry said. “Mkay?”

“It’s past the dropout date,” Stan said softly, the words coming out muffled and awkward through the steadily increasing stream of blood. “I can’t - I’ll get a failing grade.”

“I don’t want you in that class anymore!” Henry shouted. The mix of their close proximity and the sudden raise in Henry’s voice made Stan jump.  His back jammed uncomfortably against the counter and, with some distant surprise, Stan realized he was trying to escape. Trying to find somewhere safe to hide. Trying to find a way to protect himself. But it was no use, Henry had him trapped.

“I can’t!”

“You will!” Henry’s hand was now around Stan’s throat, squeezing just tight enough that wasting breath on speaking would be a, frankly, dumbass move on Stan’s part. “You’ll take the class next semester.  Understand?” Stan shook his head. Henry’s grip tightened. “Understand?”

“I can’t,” Stan repeated, the words coming out choked and forced. The simple phrase was enough to send him spiraling into a coughing fit, which only got worse as Henry continued to tighten his grip. Stan clawed at Henry’s hand, but it was no use. He seemed to be immune to the way Stan’s nails dragged over the skin.  No matter how hard Stan dug his nails into the soft flesh, Henry didn’t lighten up. He didn’t even flinch. It was terrifying, but not anything worse than what Stan had endured in the past. So he forced himself to continue, “I would have to drop out for the semester.  Our pack would be the only one with an omega that couldn’t pass a single semester. Everyone would think you had failed as my alpha.”

Henry growled, a deep rumbling sound in the back of his throat. It made Stan shiver, but Henry didn’t seem to notice. He was too caught up in weighing the options: the likelihood Stan would run off with Eddie one day vs. having the entire town question his leadership.

“Fine,” Henry said. “But you are not to talk to Kaspbrak anymore.”  His voice was firm and commanding, the kind that made Stan’s head go cloudy. Stan found himself nodding. He wasn’t to talk to Eddie anymore. Why would he want to? “That’s not your pack. You have no business talking to them.”

Stan was already unsteady on his feet, and he should have been prepared for the fall once Henry released him. But the pain in his knees came as a shock, reverberating all the way up his legs and into his chest. It seemed to make his entire body ache. All he wanted to do was slump down to the floor, curl up in a ball and sleep until all of this had long passed.

But none of that would be possible. Henry’s hand was in his hair not a moment too late, fingers twisting around the strands and yanking Stan’s head up. It made his eyes sting, and halfheartedly he told himself that’s why there were tears in his eyes.

He wasn’t crying because Henry had stripped him of his free will. Why would he need something as silly as the ability to make decisions for himself anyway?

“Poor omega,” Henry cooed. His free hand went to cup Stan’s face, and despite how much the touch disgusted Stan, he found himself leaning into it. “You know why I needed to punish you, don’t you?” Stan nodded, slowly as to not dislodge Henry’s hand. “Good boy.” Henry thumbed the blood - still so fresh each droplet was hot against Stan’s skin - back into Stan’s mouth.  As if on auto-pilot, Stan swallowed it all back down. Henry’s thumb lingered over Stan’s lower lip, brushing against the plump flesh and, with little fight on Stan’s part, eventually pushing inside. “You look so pretty down there.  Did you know you could be pretty sometimes?”

Stan shook his head. Despite himself, he preened at the praise, and he could feel his face starting to flush. Aside from the pain and humiliation, it felt good to be called pretty. It felt good to be touched tenderly, like he was something that could shatter from one simple touch.

Henry hummed. “Well, you are. Sometimes. Now why don’t you thank me for your punishment?”

Stan would like to say he struggled. That he fought back. That Henry had to force his cock down Stan’s throat.

But Stan opened his mouth willingly.

-

The only bruise Stan bothered to cover up the next morning was the one on his face. The rest would be hidden by his clothes and collar. Still, he couldn’t help but hope someone would notice. That someone would care enough to intervene, and that maybe this someone could find a loophole in the system. Something to get him away from Henry. He wouldn’t even care what his imaginary new pack would be like, just as long as they weren’t Henry and his goons.

But that would be too good to be true. No one spared him more than a glance in Omega 101. Aside from the occasional whisper from the omegas around him, it was like nothing had happened at all. He was sure they were hitting the nail right on the head. Due to Stan’s slouched posture and empty eyes, of course their first guess would be Stan got in a fight with his alpha and lost. Though he’s sure they had no idea what the extent of the fight was.

Stan suspected Doctor Keene saw. Suspected he could recognize the powdery makeup over the still tender bruise. But the closest Stan got to sympathy from the man was a half-interested glance over his face before he returned to the stack of papers gripped between his hands. That and the ghost of a smirk that crossed his lips.

The only one who seemed to care was-

“Jesus, what the fuck happened to you?”

-Eddie.

“Mister Kaspbrak!” Doctor Keene snapped. “Sit down!”

Eddie opened his mouth to retort, but Stan beat him to it. “Sit down, Eddie.” When Eddie still looked unsure he added, “Please. I’ll tell you after class.”

The shock was evident on Eddie’s face, and for a moment he didn’t move. It made every muscle in Stan’s body tense up. Maybe he had misread the situation. Maybe Eddie didn’t want to know at all.

Then, finally, Eddie nodded. “I’m holding you to that.”

Stan had been sure that would give him enough time to prepare. With an hour and a half buffer, he was sure he would be able to gather his wits and come up with a half coherent explanation. Because what the hell was he supposed to tell Eddie? “Hey, Eds, I know we haven’t connected in forever but my alpha beat the shit out of me for talking to you and then I gave him a blowjob to thank him.” He doubted that would go over well.

Still, the end of class came and Stan had nothing. But he couldn’t back out, not while Eddie was looking at him like that. For the first time in a long time, Stan felt - no, he knew - someone cared about him.

So he silently followed Eddie out of the classroom, being sure to keep his distance as Eddie led him down the hall and out of the building. He didn’t need to give Henry any more reasons to punish him again.

For a moment Stan feared Eddie would make him spill all his secrets right then and there, in the middle of campus. There were so many people around. And it’s not like an abused omega was unheard of, but Stan knew Henry would still be less than happy if word got around.

Luckily, Eddie did not expect Stan to tell him anything at the moment. He kept walking, glancing behind him every few seconds like he feared Stan would run off. After how he had treated him, Stan supposed he couldn’t blame him.

Eventually Eddie stopped. They were behind the cafeteria building, hidden behind the dumpsters of half eaten food. It smelled atrocious, but Stan didn’t dare ask for them to move somewhere else. He didn’t have a lot of time.

“Okay, spill it,” Eddie said. “What the fuck did he do to your face?”

Stan sighed, slumping back against the wall. “He was just mad.”

“Just mad,” Eddie parroted blankly. “That doesn’t mean he gets to hit you.  Bill gets mad sometimes, he’s never hit me.”

The mention of Bill speared Stan through the heart, but he forced himself to keep going. That’s not why he was here.

“It’s different,” Stan mumbled.

“Well it shouldn’t be!” Eddie said, his words coming out in a huff.  Even after all these years, it was still so familiar.  It almost made Stan crack a smile. Almost. “It’s - It’s fucked up.”

Stan shrugged. “Not all of us win the lottery, Eds.”

Eddie’s face fell. “You know Bill would let you back in the pack if you asked.”

“Henry would never let me go.  His pack needs an omega.”

Eddie didn’t say anything, but it wasn’t hard to figure out what he was thinking. Why does it have to be you?

“Well, think about it,” he whispered.

Stan nodded. Then, just because he needed a way to escape Eddie’s offer, “Henry wanted me to drop out of class.”

“What?  No, no, you can’t drop out! That’s the only time I see you!”

“Yeah, that’s why he wanted me to drop out. Don’t worry, I think I convinced him to let me stay.”

Eddie must have been expecting this answer, because he didn’t look surprised in the slightest. Still, his shoulders slumped like a child during the holidays who had just found out they weren’t getting any presents this year. “I just wanted to help.”

The defeat in his voice made Stan’s heart ache. How had he been pushing his friend away this whole time? “I know.  And I appreciate it, I really do.  But someone’s gotta pull the short straw in life.” Eddie didn't answer this time. He just stared down at his feet, nose wrinkled and lips pinched. Stan didn’t have to be a genius to know he was holding back tears. But he didn’t say anything, Eddie had never been fond of sympathy. “I - um - I should go.  Belch is going to wonder where I am.”

“Alright.” Sure enough, Eddie’s voice was wobbly and he sniffed loudly before picking his head back up again. His eyes were shiny, but other than that all evidence of his emotional state had been swept under the rug.“Be careful.”

Stan left without another word, wondering if this little talk had left him for better or for worse.

-

Despite Henry’s persistence, Stan did not drop out. This was the one thing he had been allowed to do, and by God was he going to do it.

Eddie seemed pleased by this. His grin nearly split his face when he saw Stan sitting in his regular seat, and Stan was sure that if neither of them were so worried about Henry catching Eddie’s scent on him, he would have hugged him. Instead he just sat in his regular seat beside Stan, looking happy for the first time since he had entered this damned class.

“I’m glad you stayed,” Eddie said, keeping one eye on Doctor Keene as he did. The professor was still gathering his papers, they had a few minutes to exchange pleasantries.

“Me too,” Stan said.  He kept his voice quiet. Even if class hadn’t started yet, Doctor Keene did not like meaningless chit-chat in his classroom.

Eddie’s eyes lingered on the bruises littering Stan’s skin. “Are you feeling better?”

Stan shrugged. “A little.”

Eddie nodded. “I told Bill to lay off for a little bit.  To stop coming to pick me up and stuff.  I thought maybe…” He trailed off lamely. What had he been thinking? That it would somehow convince Stan to trust him? That it would even the playing field? Make Stan less nervous?

Despite Eddie’s worries, Stan smiled softly. “Thank you.”

“But he - um - he wanted me to give you this.” Eddie’s hand slipped inside his backpack, his face scrunching up as he tried to focus on finding this mystery present. Stan found his heart skipping a beat at the prospect. There were a million possibilities, each one more self-indulgent and romantic than the last. But when Eddie pulled his hand back out, it was only a small, folded slip of paper. Stan still felt hot all over as he took it.

“Thanks,” he said, feeling breathless.

Eddie nodded. “I don’t know what it says, he was insistent that you be the only one to read it.” He offered Stan a sad smile. “He misses you.  We all do.”

“I-” Stan bit his tongue. He couldn’t say he missed them. He couldn’t make it real. “Thank you,” he repeated instead.

Eddie smiled. Stan was sure he understood.

Doctor Keene rapped his knuckles against the whiteboard. “Afternoon, class.”

Stan knew Doctor Keene’s eyes wouldn’t be on him. He had developed a reputation as the best student in the class, always knowing the answers but never saying them without Doctor Keene’s permission. Even though he liked to think he could withstand Henry’s torment, he had become a docile omega. One that would never cause trouble.

But for once this was in his favor. He carefully unfolded the note, being sure to keep it hidden beneath the desk as he read.

“I believe wherever dreams dwell, the heart calls it home. So may you untangle yourself from the twist of melancholy and let your thoughts carry you back to the birthplace of your truth.” –Dodinsky

Stan couldn’t help but smile softly. Maybe his first real smile in a long time. Because he recognized the handwriting, the loops in the y’s and the slightly skewed dots atop the i’s. Bill could never get the dots to sit perfectly on top.

With gentle ease, Stan folded the note back up and slipped it between the pages of his notebook. It would be safe there. And Stan very much intended to keep it safe, to keep it out of Henry’s prying eyes and grasping fingers.

Distantly, Stan was aware his walls were starting to crumble.

–

Stan had begun to find himself looking forward to Doctor Keene’s lectures. Not because they had gotten any better, in fact they had gotten worse as he had begun describing biology in embarrassing detail, but because Stan was able to see Eddie.

Although Bill didn’t come around any more, Stan wasn’t sure if he was relieved or disappointed about that one, Eddie had begun bringing him little presents from the Losers. After Bill’s note the gifts came in one every class. One day it was a sketch of Ben’s. The next class there was one of Mike’s famous recipes copied out in his meticulous hand. Beverly sent Eddie with a Polaroid she had taken when they were in middle school. It was before he had presented, Bill’s scrawny arm wrapped around his shoulders. Physical contact had been easy then. Normal. The memory of that touch made Stan shiver. The photo held second place in Stan’s heart to Bill’s note, but today that would change.

Today’s gift was something from Richie. The thin little book would be hard to hide, but when Eddie passed it to him before class Stan knew that he would keep it close. He recognized the worn, sun-faded and dog-eared pages, and the cracked spine by touch alone. It was Richie’s copy of Donavan’s Brain. And although the book was covered in Eddie’s scent, a sweet soothing smell almost like calamine lotion, as Stan thumbed through the pages he could smell the other alpha. The scent, while not as powerful as Bill’s, calmed Stan. It made him want to arch his back and curl up in a pool of sunlight listening to Richie read the story in his voices. The thought made him nostalgic as he tucked the book away into his bag with his other treasures.

Doctor Keene strode into the room a smile on his face. He no longer bothered with role. There was no need to. He knew his students would show up through fear alone.

“Today we shall begin discussing heats,” Doctor Keene reveled as his students squirmed before him. He knew they must be uncomfortable discussing such a personal topic. “This is the time of the month when you are most fertile. Leading up to your heat your scent becomes irresistible to alphas. Your body releases pheromones which make you more attractive to them. They can’t control themselves around you which is why it is your responsibility to remove yourself from the public. On top of that you will begin to produce more slick in preparation for penetration and eventually your alpha’s knot. During the heat you became slaves to your bodies’ needs. You are nothing more than mindless breeding machines.”

Stan felt Eddie tense up. It was funny how he was beginning to pick up on Eddie’s moods more and more after only seeing him through Doctor Keene’s lectures. Stan mused that this is what it must be like to be part of a pack, not one that was enforced through fear, but one grounded in mutual affection and affinity for one another.

Doctor Keene began his next point, and Stan hastened to catch up in his notes. Although he didn’t agree with what Doctor Keene was preaching, Stan lived in fear for the day that Henry would decide to look over his notes to ensure that he was paying proper attention in class.

“During your heat, if you perform well your alpha may choose to reward you with food – yes Mr. Kaspbrak?”

“If it is so important that we breed,” Eddie spat the word out clearly uncomfortable by it, “then isn’t it necessary for us to be well fed during our heat?”

“Absolutely not. Omegas are undeserving of reward if they do not take their alpha’s knot properly.”

“But how can we if we are on the brink of starvation?”

“That is enough, Mr. Kaspbrak.”

Eddie stood up. “No it isn’t! The reason omega populations are down is because of alphas and betas who think like you do. Not feeding omegas as punishment during a heat is what is leading to such high omega and pup mortality rates. There are so many undocumented miscarriages that occur because of the abuse which omegas suffer at the hands of their alpha because of the ‘science’ you preach. If omegas are so important to society then we should be treated as your equals.”

“Enough.”

“You are poisoning an entire generation. These omegas don’t know better, and will believe the filth you spew. They’ll take the abuse because something in them tells them they deserve it. Something you planted.”

“Mr. Kaspbrak, you are to leave my classroom immediately. I will be writing you up. Expect a meeting with me, your alpha, and the dean of undergraduate studies in the near future. Now pack up your things and leave.”

Eddie looked like he was about to say more, but instead he grabbed his bag and left. Stan could feel the anger and humiliation rolling off of him in waves. He wanted nothing more than to go after Eddie, but instead he remained rooted in his seat. He wondered how much of Eddie’s speech had been meant for him.

Stan knew he deserved better, but there was some part of him convinced that it was a lie. Deep down there was a voice which told him that Henry had been right. He hadn’t been good enough to be Bill’s mate, that’s why Bowers’ pack had been able to take him all those years ago. Henry had told Stan that he would never be good enough for an alpha like Bill and that one day he would learn his place. Henry had said that he certainly wasn’t good enough for him either, but that he was doing Stan a favor and it would be good for him to remember that. That was before Henry raped him for the first time. Stan could still remember the humiliation as his body produced slick against his will. Henry had been pleased, telling Stan that even if his mind was rejecting him his cunt was more than willing.

Stan’s breathing became shallower as Doctor Keene continued his lecture as though nothing had happened. When Henry had pushed in for the first time he demanded that Stan beg him to start moving. Stan refused for as long as he could. Henry had slapped him in the face shouting at him to beg, but Stan wouldn’t give him that. He couldn’t. Already he began constructing a haven in his mind. One where Henry couldn’t touch him; a balloon drifting far out of reach.

It was only when Henry pulled out his knife and slid it across Stan’s ribs that he was drawn back. The pain was instantaneous, and the howl that Stan let out was deafening.

“Beg.” Henry had growled, the command evident in his voice.

Stan had no choice. Henry was right, had always been right. Stan didn’t deserve Bill, not when he was so hungry for pleasure, because now his body was beginning to demand Henry to move. It demanded the delicious friction and stretch of Henry thrusting into him, the orgasm sitting hot in his belly waiting for release. Panting, like a bitch in heat, Stan begged. And in that one act he had sealed his fate.

Stan pushed those memories aside. He thought about the book Richie had given him, and the photograph where touch wasn’t something that left him feeling used and dirty. Stan longed for the innocence promised in the trinkets the Losers gave to him. He wanted more than anything to still be the boy he had been when he was with them. But he couldn’t live in the past. It was too painful.

He focused back on the lecture and began to take notes. His hand shook. Without Eddie here the class was unbearably lonely. Stan hadn’t realized what a big impact Eddie was already beginning to have on him.

–

The following day, Stan brought a bagged lunch with him to campus. He had two classes which bracketed lunch, and there was no way that Belch would come get him just to bring him back within the hour. And Henry wouldn’t give Stan an allowance for the cafeteria, so a bagged lunch was his only real option.

The day was nice enough that Stan decided to eat outside. He found a table far enough away from the hustle and bustle of campus that he figured he would remain undisturbed. Last week he had been eating near the cafeteria and several knot-head alphas had begun to catcall him, laughing as they chased him away. So today he was on the other side of campus, a place he had never been before, and was determined to eat in peace.

The sky was a soft hazy blue, and large clouds rolled lazily across it like they had no place in particular that they needed to be. In the shade of the tree it was relatively cool, a breeze stirred, but not much else.

Stan began unpacking his lunch, laying each item out on the table before him.

“Stan?!”

Stan turned at the voice and found Beverly and Ben. They must have scented his fear, because they approached him like a frightened animal.

“What are you doing here?” Ben asked.

“I – I didn’t know that you’d be here.” Stan said, beginning to pack his food up again.

“Woah. Hold on, there’s no need to pack up,” Beverly said. She glanced over her shoulder at Ben before sitting down at the table as far from Stan as possible. “You can stay, we just weren’t expecting to see you near the design building. That’s all.”

Stan stopped packing his food, but made no effort to pull out the items he had already placed into the brown paper bag. He eyed Beverly and Ben curiously wondering if there was any way Henry would trace them being near him. They were both up wind of Stan, keeping enough distance that their scents wouldn’t mingle with his own. Slowly he began to relax his posture.

“Eddie’s told us what’s been going on,” Ben said, joining Beverly at the table.

Stan nodded.

“Have you been getting our gifts?” Beverly asked.

Stan cracked a smile. “Thank you very much. I loved the architectural sketch and photo.”

Beverly smiled. “Really?”

“Yeah.”

“Thank god, we weren’t sure if it would be safe for you to have those things, but we wanted to let you know that we were thinking about you.”

“Besides we couldn’t let Bill have all the fun,” Ben said.

Stan tensed at the name.

Beverly didn’t notice, “wait til we tell Bill about running into you –”

“Don’t!”

She turned to look at Stan, puzzlement clearly on her face. “Why not?”

“I don’t want him to know. I just think it would be better that way.”

“Stan, you know he misses you, right? We all do.”

Stan shook his head. “Stop please.”

“Stan?” Ben asked.

Panic began to rise. If Stan allowed himself to believe them then it would be all too easy to believe everything Eddie had said yesterday. If Stan had any hope, Henry’s treatment of him would become unbearable. All the work Stan had done would be for nothing and he would be pining for something he could never have. His breathing hitched, and as he drew in more air he could sense the soothing scent coming of Ben and Beverly. While it was nowhere near as effective as what an alpha could produce it calmed Stan down.

“I’m sorry,” Ben said. “We don’t mean to manipulate how you’re feeling, it’s just a panicked omega can draw unwanted attention, and we hate seeing you distressed.”

“I’m not distressed.”

Beverly and Ben shared a look.

“It’s okay if you are –” Beverly started.

“I’m not. I better leave.”

“No,” she stood. “We intruded on your lunch. Enjoy the rest of your day, Stan. I mean it.”

He watched as they walked away together. “Wait!”

They turned.

There was so much he wanted to ask them about. About their lives, their pack, about Bill. Instead he settled on something relatively innocuous. “Has Eddie met with the dean yet?”

They seemed disappointed in his question, Ben answered it. “Not yet. They have a meeting coming up, but things aren’t looking too good.”

Stan nodded.

The couple stood there for a moment, unsure if Stan would come up with any other strange outbursts to delay their departure, but when he didn’t they had no choice but to leave. Stan watched them and wished he weren’t so awkward, that he had been able to get them to stay. He felt as if a piece of his heart had left with them.

–

The next day Eddie didn’t show up for Omega 101. Stan held out his hope until the last second, silly as Eddie usually came ten minutes early, but when Doctor Keene began his lecture and there was no Eddie, Stan became resigned to the fact that he would be missing today’s class. Stan couldn’t help but miss the warm companionship of the other omega, the soothing scent of calamine lotion, the absurdly righteous anger. The presents. Stan realized that Eddie hadn’t given him anything of his yet. The thought saddened him in ways he couldn’t express. While he was jealous of Eddie’s position as Bill’s omega, he missed his friend even more. He thought maybe, given enough time, he could learn to be unselfish and find happiness for Eddie and Bill being together. He wondered if that was why Eddie hadn’t given him anything, maybe he had sensed the resentment and hadn’t wanted to be Stan’s friend at all. Maybe he was just doing everything as a favor to the others and not because he actually liked Stan. Stan knew that if he could confess all this to Henry that that’s what Henry would tell him. And Henry was always right when it came to Stan.

Stan tried to focus on the lecture instead of the sadness his thoughts caused him. He copied down notes in a shaky scrawl so unlike his normal handwriting as the rest of his mind wandered like a loose balloon.

When he left the class he found Mike waiting for him. The other boy smiled at Stan and began pushing his way through the crowd.

“Hey, can I walk with you?”

Stan nodded unsure what was going on.

Mike stayed by Stan’s side, but was sure to keep enough space between them so as not to freak out the omega. “Eddie sends his regards by the way.”

“Oh?”

“He said to tell you that he’s not allowed in Keene’s class until their issues are resolved. I’m sure you can imagine how devastated he is.”

Stan let out a small laugh.

Mike’s smile grew warmer at that. “Aw man, it’s been awhile since I’ve heard you laugh.”

Stan blinked and before he knew what he was saying he said, “I wish you were an alpha.”

Mike looked over at him with surprise on his face.

“I mean then you could have claimed me and I wouldn’t have ended up where I am.”

“Stan, even if I had been an alpha I wouldn’t have claimed you.” Mike said it so kindly and sweetly, but his words stabbed Stan like a knife.

His breathing went weird, it was becoming a common occurrence. The cruel side of Stan, which sounded so much like Patrick, teased that it must be a side effect of hanging around Kaspbrak so much. “What do you mean?”

“Aw, c’mon you know.”

“I don’t actually. All I know is that Richie and Bill have always loved Eddie, it might tear apart the pack but they both would choose him. Even Henry saw that… that’s why he… it’s why he took me. He knew –”

“Stan, stop.”

“Henry knew that I was the surplus. That no one could have wanted me. But if you had been an alpha maybe you could have claimed me. I would have been good for you, Mike. I would have hung off your knot –”

“Stan, enough. Please.”

Stan stopped. He supposed if he wanted to show Mike how good he would have been a great starting point would be shutting up when asked.

“It’s no good thinking like that,” Mike continued. “I’m not an alpha. I never will be, and even if I were I wouldn’t want you to hang off my knot like some heat-slut. You deserve more than that, Stan. Besides Bill –”

“I don’t want to hear about him.” Stan said. “I should get going. It was nice to see you.”

“Hang on,” Mike said, running to catch up with Stan. “Eddie wanted me to give you this. He said it’s the last one you needed.”

Mike passed Stan the gift, careful not to touch him. Once done he turned on his heel and began heading in the opposite direction.

Stan looked at Eddie’s gift. It was Eddie’s honor society pin from high school. Stan had wanted one so badly, but of course Henry wouldn’t allow him to join the honor society. The pin gleamed in the light and only when Stan tore his eyes away from it did he read the card that it was pinned to. Printed in Eddie’s careful lettering was an address. 1958 Jackson St. Stan realized at once that it was the Losers’ home address. His heart began to pound. If he were smart he would throw out the card and forget the line of neat printing, but already he was beginning to memorize the number and street name. Against his better judgement it was imprinted into his mind. 1958 Jackson St.

–

Belch picked him up and took him home.

As Stan began to cook dinner his mind wandered to the conversation he and Mike had. Why hadn’t Mike wanted him. Sure it had all been ridiculous speculation. Mike couldn’t change his secondary designation any more that Stan could, but it still hurt that Mike didn’t want him. Stan longed to be desired, wanted. As he cooked he thought about big hands wrapping around him, pinning him down, lips mouthing at his scent glands and bonding gland. He imagined an alpha’s deep rumblings of satisfaction as they mutually pleasured one another. Stan let out a soft whine. He needed to be filled with an alpha’s cock, to be told he was beautiful, wanted. He needed to know that he could inspire lust in another individual. He wanted to submit. To be good.

–

After dinner, before Henry could leave his place at the table, Stan sunk to his knees in front of him baring his throat to him.

“Alpha,” he purred. “I need you.”

He began mouthing at Henry’s stiffening cock through his jeans.

“Everyone out,” Henry ordered.

Belch and Vic backed away instantly, but Patrick let out a growl. Henry glanced up at him before looking back at the omega kneeling before him.

Henry began running his fingers through Stan’s curls, tugging him further into his crotch. “You’re needy tonight, aren’t you slut.”

Stan moaned.

“Think you can handle the both of us?”

Stan nodded.

Henry crooked his finger to Patrick allowing the other alpha to approach. Stan heard as Patrick undid his belt buckle and unzipped his jeans. He took one hand off of Henry’s thigh and reached for Patrick’s erection.

Stan lifted his head from Henry’s crotch and spat on Patrcik’s cock before taking the tip into his mouth. He moaned at the weight of Patrick on his tongue. He hollowed out his cheeks and began taking Patrick further into him, his hand making up the difference. Patrick thrust into Stan’s warm mouth, but before he could repeat the action Henry let out a growl.

He pulled Stan off of Patrick by his curls, causing the other’s dick to slide out of his mouth with an obscene pop. Stan let out a cry of pain.

“Teasing bitch, you finish me off first. Take care of him second,” Henry said.

With tears beginning to pool in his eyes, Stan helped Henry take off his pants and underwear before taking his angry red cock into his mouth. Henry’s dick was shorter than Patrick’s, but was much thicker. Stan was able to take it deeper into his mouth, as Henry controlled his movements with a hand on his head.

Stan could barely breathe, and what little air he was getting smelled entirely of Henry. He began to choke on the scent, as Henry continued to force his dick into Stan’s wet mouth.

“Henry,” Patrick’s voice was a whine of desperation. “Enough. I need to get into his wet cunt.”

Henry growled. “Shut up, Patrick. Fuck, baby, right there.”

Stan moaned at the praise, impaling himself further on Henry’s dick. The alpha’s hold was getting painful, and he really needed to breathe, but Stan was determined to pleasure the alpha.

“Enough,” Patrick said.

He pulled Stan off of Henry, wrenching his arm painfully in its socket. Stan let out a whine.

“Shut up, slut. You’ll get a cock soon enough.”

Henry rose and shoved Patrick away. “You don’t get to touch him when he’s sucking me off. Understand?”

In his daze Stan realized just how bad a fight between them would get. Desperately he tried to fill the air with a soothing scent that would get both alphas to back down. He was uncomfortably aware of his slick now, and how hard his own cock was. He needed to be touched, mated with. He wanted to get off so badly.

Against his better judgment he stuck his hand in his pants and began to stroke his cock. As an omega, it was smaller than the alphas’, but the pleasure which soared through his body must have changed his scent because both Patrick and Henry looked at him sharply. The hunger was unmistakable in their eyes.

Their fight was quickly forgotten as they turned their attention to the needy omega. Henry pushed Patrick onto the ground. He gestured that Stan go to him. Stan sunk to his knees and crawled to Patrick, taking his dick back into his mouth. As he sucked on Patrick’s cock, Henry came behind him and began running his hands up Stan’s shirt. He grabbed him by his hips, forcing him to present.

Stan moaned at how slutty he must look and took Patrick’s cock deeper into his throat.

Henry then pulled Stan’s pants down, and with little ceremony, shoved his cock into Stan. Even with all his slick, the stretch burned instantly and for a moment Stan could see nothing but bright white pain. As Henry thrust forward he gagged on Patrick’s dick, much to the other man’s pleasure. Patrick wrapped a hand in Stan’s curls and pulled him closer. Tears began to form once more. Henry thrust at a painful rate, his hips slapping against Stan’s ass.

“So wet for me, you fucking slut. You’re such a nasty, needy, omega whore. You think you deserve this pleasure, don’t you? You’re nothing but a set of warm, wet holes for us to use and breed as we like.” Henry gasped into Stan’s ear.

Stan hummed around Patrick’s cock. He could taste the man’s salty precum and knew he was getting close. Patrick’s knot had begun to form, his movements becoming limited. Stan struggled for air. He wanted to pull away. He tried to, his teeth scraped against Patrick’s sensitive skin, but the knot prevented him from doing so.

“Bitch!” Patrick shoved his cock in further.

Stan gagged, a sharp gurgling wet sound.

Tears sprung unbidden to his eyes streaming down his cheeks. Patrick’s hand moved from his hair and caressed his cheek.

“Pretty omega, weeping for my cock.”

Stan whined at the praise, disgusted but still craving more.

Henry grunted. He reached his hand around and began to roughly jack Stan off. The sensation was too much. More tears came as he whined in pain. He clenched around Henry’s dick. Anything to end this quickly.

“Nasty little slut, taking the both of us like this. You want praise?”

Stan couldn’t reply even if he had wanted to.

“Keep sucking me off,” Patrick slapped Stan’s cheek leaving a red mark.

He redoubled his efforts and soon he could feel ropes of hot cum painting the back of his throat. Patrick continued to stroke his cheeks, puffed out like a chipmunk from the intrusion. His touch was surprisingly light. Stan felt himself leaning into it, desiring Patrick’s affection. He swallowed the cum ignoring the sour taste, desperate for approval. Patrick’s knot didn’t go down immediately so Stan was stuck with a softening dick between his lips.

Henry was getting closer to cumming. With the formation of his knot, Henry’s movements had become limited so he ground his knot against Stan’s stretched lips causing them both to pant and moan. His grip on Stab’s hips tightened, fingernails digging into his skin drawing blood. The tip of Henry’s cock nudged against Stan’s prostate and he felt painfully close to cumming himself. Slick leaked out of his abused red hole. He was close. So close. The orgasm was beginning to build, hot and bright, tingling just below his belly.

With a moan Henry released his load into Stan. His omega hindbrain preened at the knowledge of getting off two strong alphas at once. A traitorous part of him desired a litter, even though he knew it wasn’t his time of month. Henry continued to tease him with his knot. His hand continued to tug at Stan’s erection, the over-stimulation causing more pain than pleasure.

Stan hissed, closing his eyes willing it to be over.

At last Patrick was able to pull away. After a few more painful moments, Henry tugged his deflating knot from Stan. The omega howled in pain.

After Stan regained his sight he whined. The lack of physical touch was too much. He needed to be held. He crawled to where Patrick was standing, desperate for intimacy. Desperate to cum. Patrick kicked him away.

Henry wiped his hand that had been jacking Stan off on his pant leg. “Disgusting whore.”

The two alphas left the dining room leaving Stan on the floor in a puddle of his own fluids. More tears threatened to come, but Stan wouldn’t allow them. He felt dirty and used. He tried to remind himself that he had wanted this, had needed to be desired and had asked for everything that had been given. It had been selfish of him to ask. That’s why it had been unsatisfying. He had been needy and demanding. He didn’t deserve to get off. He was just Henry and Patrick’s fuck toy. Something to be used. That was all.

He rose carefully, his knees and legs already sore. He dressed, head bowed, before beginning to clear the dishes. He would need to get a mop and bleach. Lots of bleach. His nose wrinkled at the thought of the strong chemical erasing the heady scent of their bond. He may not love Patrick or Henry but they were all he had.

In the bubble which separated him from the rest of the world a tiny voice argued that they weren’t all he had. He thought about the trinkets hidden in the bottom of his bag. The poem. The sketch. The book. A recipe. 1958 Jackson St. along with a pin. A photograph where touch wasn’t dirty or wrong. Stan closed his eyes and tried to remember that touch. A time when he had been pure. Clean.

The tears came now and there was no stopping the sob which rose in his throat.

–

Stan was grateful the next day was Saturday and he didn’t need to go to class. He could barely walk, his hips were bruised, his ass sore. On top of that his throat felt as if he had swallowed hot coals. His voice came out as harsh rasp as if he had spent a lifetime chain smoking packs of cigarettes. He hadn’t washed up last night, going straight to the closet of a bedroom and curling up in his blankets. His instincts demanded an alpha as he hadn’t finished, and he didn’t dare wash Henry or Patrick’s scent from his body. It was the only reminder he had that he had been wanted, at least for a little while. 

In the harsh light of day, Stan wondered how he had allowed last night to happen. How had he fallen so far to let them abuse him so grossly and even enjoy parts of it? He didn’t want to enjoy the pain and humiliation, but his body had responded, and he had mewled in pleasure. He had wanted their knots and he hadn’t even been in heat. The thought terrified Stan. He had never given up control so easily, had never been tempted to. What had gotten into him last night?

Stan began calculating the days, counting backwards. It couldn’t be right. He tried again and came to the same conclusion. His heat was late. It should have started by now, but it hadn’t. He counted again panic rising.

He couldn’t be pregnant with Henry’s pups. The thought made him violently ill and he wondered if it was the morning sickness. A hysterical cry burst from his lips.

He thought back to his last heat. Patrick and Henry had refused to touch him. They didn’t want to take the days off to help him through his heat so they had locked him in his room with his toys. Vic had had to bring him water and food every few hours, complaining that he reeked every time the door was open. Stan relaxed. He couldn’t be pregnant. No one had touched him. Now that he thought about it no one had touched him for his last few heats. Had that led to last night’s neediness? Was it a contributing factor to his late heat? Did it mean his next heat would be extremely hard to get through?

Stan wished he could ask someone these questions, but his only option was Doctor Keene and there was no way he would be discussing his intimate sex life with the older professor. Stan would rather die first.

–

Stan arrived early to campus on Monday. He needed to go to the library to print some documents before Doctor Keene’s lecture. As he was leaving he caught a familiar scent, mellow and warm like sunshine. He looked up to see George Denbrough staring at him.

He had gotten big since Stan had last seen him. There was still a certain roundness to his face, but he had lost his baby fat. And while he and Bill weren’t the same, Stan could certainly see the similarities in his eyes and the quirk of his lips. His heart skipped a beat and instead of running away Stan walked towards the younger man.

The beta was obviously releasing soothing pheromones, but Stan didn’t mind. He could breathe in the mild Denbrough scent all day.

“Hi, Stan,” George made no sudden movements as the omega approached. “What are you doing here so early?”

“Had to print an essay.”

“Yeah? Cool.”

“What about you?” Stan asked.

“I work here these days. Mike got me the job.”

Stan felt shame rise at the mention of the other beta. He had made such a fool of himself the last time they had met, all because he was a needy omega. Before he could begin drawing in on himself, George’s voice broke through to him.

“Stan?”

He looked up sharply.

“Hey, you’re alright. What’s going through your mind?”

“Nothing.”

“Okay.”

“Do you see the Losers often?” Stan asked before he could overthink why he was asking.

George smiled, Bill’s smile. “Once a week. I go over for dinner with them. Sometimes some of my pack comes, but not always.”

Stan nodded. He wanted to know more about George’s pack. The last time they had seen one another George had only just presented, and now he was part of a pack. He pushed the questions down and asked what he really longed to know. “From an outsider’s perspective how are they, really?”

“The Losers?”

Stan nodded again not trusting himself to speak.

The light in George’s eyes dimmed a little. “They’re alright.”

While the words stung Stan knew it was for the best. They had moved on. Why shouldn’t they?

“But they miss you, Stan. Just yesterday they were talking about you over dinner.”

“What did Bill think about that?” The comment was out before Stan realized who he was speaking to. He dropped his head in shame, baring his neck to the beta.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” George’s brow furrowed.

“I – nothing. It was stupid to say.”

“No. I want you to elaborate. Please.”

“I should head to class.”

“Classes don’t start for another thirty minutes. C’mon, Stan, what’s really going on?”

“I just doubt that Bill likes to hear about me, that’s all.”

George laughed. “He was the one to bring you up.”

Stan’s head shot up. “Why?”

The humor died on George’s face. “You really don’t know?”

“Know what?”

“Bill misses you Stan. He wants you back in his pack where you belong.”

“No, you must be mistaken.”

“Stan, why do you think Bill doesn’t want you?”

“He let them take me. He didn’t fight for me.”

“Oh, Stan. I can’t speak for then, but he wants you to be there now.”

“What about Eddie?”

“What about Eddie?”

“Eddie has always thought Bill hung the moon. He’s loved him for as long as I can remember. I thought that by now they would have bonded. He’s a better omega for Bill.”

“Eddie respects Bill as the leader of their pack, but he doesn’t love him that way. They haven’t mated, Stan.”

“But Eddie’s perfect. He isn’t broken.”

“Stan, you’re not broken.”

“No one is going to want me. I’m too messed up”

“My brother is always going to want you, Stan. After you both presented he was sure you were bond mates.”

Stan’s heart started to pound. “Those aren’t real.”

“Maybe not, but he was convinced that you were the only one for him.”

Georgie must be mistaken. There was no way that Bill actually thought –

“Then why did he let me go?”

“I really think you should talk to him.”

Stan shook his head. “I can’t. I should go.”

He did his best not to run from George, using his sweater sleeves to wipe the tears from his eyes. He felt that all he had done recently was cry.

Eddie didn’t show up to Doctor Keene’s lecture. Stan wondered if he had had his meeting yet. He wondered what the outcome was. He tried to pay attention during the lecture to keep himself from thinking about what George had said. Bill couldn’t have really believed they were bond mates. It was a childish fantasy. George had probably only said those things to make him feel better. If Bill really thought that – no. Even following that line of thinking was too painful for Stan to consider. Class ended and Stan hurried to gather up his things.

As he was leaving Stan ran into Richie. His scent, nowhere as near as potent as Bill’s was soothing nonetheless and reminded Stan of simpler times out by the quarry. He was sick of running away and crying so instead he approached the alpha. He could feel curious eyes on him, but he ignored them.

“Hi –”

“Hiya, Stan the Man.” The smile was the same heartbreaking smile, the tone was deeper but the inflection was the same as when they were younger.

“How’s Eddie?”

“He’s not suspended which is good. But he won’t be returning to Doctor Keene’s class. He’ll be taking the course next semester with a Doctor Nell.”

Stan tried to hide his disappointment. His one link to the past was gone. Sorrow threatened to drown him, but he was determined not to cry in front of Richie of all people. “I’m glad he isn’t in too much trouble.”

“You should have heard some of the things he said in the Dean’s office. There were times that Bill was worried that he might have to hold Eddie back,” Richie said cracking a fond smile.

Stan could imagine, but not even that could bring a smile to his face. He was exhausted and just wanted to curl up in his bed at home. “Why are you here, Richie?”

“Well couldn’t let all the others have the pleasure of seeing your pretty face now could I?”

Stan wasn’t used to the light teasing. It had been so long since he had heard it. He didn’t know how to respond.

“Hey, c’mon Stan. What’s an alpha got to do to get a cute lil omega like you to smile?”

“Don’t.” The words were too close to something Patrick or Henry might say.

“Woah, there. Clearly I said the wrong thing. I’m sorry, man. C’mon let me know that you’re still in there.”

Stan looked at Richie and again felt jealous of Eddie. Richie would never claim Stan when there was an Eddie for him. But if Bill had claimed Eddie, would Richie have claimed him? Stan would be willing to be second choice to Eddie if it meant he could stay with his friends. He had never loved Richie that way, but he could have learned.

“Why did you let me go?” Stan asked.

“Aw, fuck. We wanted to fight, but we weren’t even really a pack then. You remember? Bill and I were constantly on the verge of snapping each other’s heads off. There was no real leadership. It only got worse when you were gone. I resented him for so long. I couldn’t bear to look at him knowing that his weakness was the reason we lost you to them. Things have been a mess for so long.”

“Why didn’t you come get me? Once things settled.”

“Bill thought that maybe you were better off. He figured you would have run back to us, and when you didn’t it was because you didn’t want to be a part of a pack that couldn’t protect you in the first place. Bill thought you didn’t want him. He blamed himself for not being strong enough to defend you and bring you back. He thought you hated him all these years for being weak. He never wanted you to go, he just didn’t think he was worthy of you.”

“Bullshit.” Stan sobbed. “I fought them for so long, waiting for you to come.”

“We thought you would make it back to us, Stan. We always thought you would break free of them.”

“Well I didn’t. They’ve tainted me. I’m beyond repair. I don’t deserve to be rescued.”

“That’s not true.” A fire burned in Richie’s eyes. “You don’t deserve how they’re treating you. Nobody deserves that.”

“You sound like Eddie.”

“Have you ever stopped to consider that maybe Eddie is right?”

Stan let out a noise equal parts frustration and despair. “He can’t be.”

“Why?”

“Because if he is then I’ve allowed them to treat me like… like they have. I let them do those things to me. I let them.”

“That’s not true,” Richie reached out and rubbed his scent gland along Stan to release pheromones that would calm the omega.

Stan relaxed but then stumbled back like he had been hit. “I have to go.”

He did his best not to run.

Richie watched him go noting an odd scent in his wake. It was heady, almost pungent. He blinked away his disorientation. It must have been due to Stan’s discomfort. The halls were empty now, and Richie turned already late for his next class. He didn’t care. All he could think about was the tortured look in Stan’s eyes so different from the boy he remembered. Despite Bill’s orders to give Stan space, Richie was going to find a way to bring back his best friend. He couldn’t let Bill order him around this time.

–

When Stan got home he went immediately to the small bathroom off of his room. He began scrubbing his skin until it was raw hoping that Richie’s scent didn’t cling to him. Next he moved to his room and began rearranging the pillows and blankets on his bed. He hollowed out a spot in the center of the bed, big enough for two, before meticulously building up soft walls around the spot with extra pillows and blankets. It was shabby as Henry didn’t allow him much, but Stan couldn’t help but feel a swell of pride at his work.

“Hey, fag, what’s for dinner?” Belch asked, opening his door. He caught sight of Stan’s actions. “Shit. You about to go into heat?”

Stan froze. He hadn’t even realized what he had been doing. He looked down at his work in dismay, all of his pride was replaced by horror. It was a nest.

Belch was sniffing the air intently. His brutish face screwed up in puzzlement and disgust. “Ugh, Uris, you reek. Henry!”

Stan couldn’t stop the tremors running through his body. An alpha couldn’t control themselves around an omega in heat, isn’t that what Doctor Keene had taught them? Everything that was about to happen would be Stan’s fault. He hoped Henry would just tell him to take care of it himself. It would be a normal heat, everything would be okay. He kept promising himself that as he heard Henry’s tread on the stairs above.

Henry appeared at the door. His annoyance at being called darkened as he scented the room. He shoved Belch out of the way and entered the room. “Jesus, Stan. Overdoing it much?”

“Sorry.” Stan shrunk back into his nest.

“Friday not enough for you?”

“It was enough! More than enough.”

Henry let out a bark of a laugh. “And yet you smell more potent than usual. Ripe for the taking. Now why do you think that is?”

“You haven’t touched me.” Stan shut his mouth immediately regretting what he had said. It was stupid. Only an omega so close to their heat would be so stupid.

“I thought we established that I touched you plenty on Friday.”

Stan let out a whine. He could smell Henry now, and even though he usually hated his scent, it was starting to smell good. “Not during heat. You haven’t touched me. I’ve only had my fingers and toys.”

Henry smacked Stan across the mouth. “Don’t get smart.”

Stan found himself leaning toward Henry, craving an alpha’s touch. He reached up to Henry’s arm tugging at him. “Stay, please. Henry. I’ll be good. I promise. I’ll do whatever you say I’ll be good for you please –”

Henry caught Stan’s wrist. The hold was a vice grip, and as much as Stan tried to pull away he could not.

“What’s this?”

Stan keened in pain.

“An alpha. Who touched you?”

“No one!”

Another smack across his mouth.

“You lying bitch. You want to be touched this heat? I’ll touch you. I’ll touch you so no one would ever want you. You won’t be able to cheat on me then.” Henry pulled his knife from his jean pocket, pressing it just above Stan’s collar. “I’m going to make sure everyone knows you’re mine. When you look in the mirror you won’t forget. I’ll carve my name into every inch of your flesh.”

Stan tried to back away, but Henry had him pinned. “Tell me you want it, Stan. To be mine. Say it.”

Henry ground his erection against Stan, causing the omega to melt. The fight was beginning to leave him, and that was more terrifying than anything Henry had planned.

“C’mon, Omega. Say it. Tell me to mark you.” Henry’s knife pressed against Stan’s throat the cool metal warming under the contact with his sensitive skin.

Henry buried his nose into the scent gland by Stan’s throat drinking in the fear and desire that came off the omega in waves. He growled, deep in his chest, clearly pleased by the effect he was having on Stan.

Stan could feel the inner omega jumping to comply. The pleasure which was rolling off of Henry was intoxicating. Before he knew what he was doing he bared his throat to Henry. The real him inside the balloon hated his body for betraying him. This was it. If Stan didn’t do something now it would be too late.

“Say it.” The alpha’s orders were deeper, commanding. Stan wouldn’t be able to resist much longer.

Before his thoughts could cloud over completely, Stan thought about trinkets. Things he would line his nest with if he were sharing it with his bond mate. This was a game he played when he was waiting for his heat, desperate to be touched. It distracted him from the loneliness. He dreamt about a room with a big bed, his nest made of fluffy pillows and thick, warm blankets. The room was always the same, but depending on his mood what he decorated it with changed. Today there was a lovingly printed recipe pinned to the wall, beside it a drawing of a building on vellum. There was a photograph on the bedside table along with a dog eared book. A pin sat on top of the book glinting in the light. 1958 Jackson Street.

Stan had never thought that this room would exist outside his head, he never allowed himself to believe anyone would accept him after what Henry had done. The knife began to dig into Stan’s throat. His time was almost up. 1958 Jackson Street.

… w-wherever dreams dwell, the h-heart calls it home… untangle from the t-t-twist of your melancholy … let your thoughts carry you b-back…

Bill.

The balloon popped.

This was real. 

If he didn’t fight back now he would never get another chance.

Stan kicked his legs, destroying the nest he had so carefully made. He squirmed under Henry, primal instinct overriding his heat. He drew a leg up and kneed Henry’s groin.

The alpha recoiled instantly, pain radiating across his face. In his surprise he curled inwards on himself, pulling the knife away from Stan’s throat.

Stan tried to push Henry off him, but the alpha was much bigger than he was. His window was narrowing, panic began to set in again.

Henry was howling and it wouldn’t be long until the others came.

Stan managed to wriggle free. He had jumped off the bed when Henry’s arm shot out and grabbed him.

“You’re not going anywhere. You fucking cunt!”

“Let go of me!”

“You’re going to lie down and take it good. You’re going to be good for me, aren’t you, Stan?”

The hold on his wrist was tightening. There was a growing pain in his shoulder as he tried to jerk away. Henry was getting up now, the window narrowing further. All Stan wanted was to curl back into his balloon in the room he had created. Let Henry do whatever he wanted with his body, the real Stan would be safe.

“Good, omega,” Henry crooned.

Stan could feel himself being dominated. His thoughts were going hazy as if hidden behind a gauzy film. If he returned to the room in his head none of this would matter. It wouldn’t be real.

The words 1958 Jackson Street flashed through his mind like a neon sign breaking through the haze. This was real. If he let Henry touch him it was real.

Henry was closer now, his scent surrounding Stan.

With his free hand Stan punched Henry square in the jaw. He threw all his weight into the hit. All his anger and fear. The pain in his knuckles lit up hot and bright, but he felt Henry let go of his other wrist.

Stan didn’t look back as he ran.

Outside he could feel the cool rain on his skin. It was late and dark now. There was a chilly breeze too. His teeth chattered in his head. As the adrenaline began to leave his system he remembered why he had gotten into the fight. His heat was approaching. It was a terrible idea for him to be out, maybe he should go back, beg for forgiveness.

Stan didn’t know where he was going. He looped around the streets, any sane person would think he was drunk and lost. He was getting colder. He crossed his arms around his chest to conserve warmth. There was nowhere to go, and his heat was coming. Stupid, omega. He wouldn’t be able to prevent any alpha from taking advantage of him in this state. He was practically asking for it wandering around like this. And part of him wanted it. He wanted some alpha to ravage him and fill him with pups. His omega hindbrain was buzzing at the thought, all higher thinking was disgusted by his own biology.

He had been foolish to think he could survive without Henry. Where was he going to go? Without an alpha looking out for him he might end up somewhere worse. A breeding farm. As his heat approached his thoughts became more cloudy, the separation between hindbrain and higher thought widening. He couldn’t stay out here for much longer.

Dimly he tried to remember somewhere safe he could hide. There must be a culvert or abandoned building he could spend the night in. He felt something flicker in the back of his brain, but the cloud of his heat was too thick and he couldn’t access his higher rational.

Jackson Street. Something Jackson Street.

He looped through deserted streets keeping his eye out for a Jackson Street. He wasn’t sure what was there, but he knew that that was where he would be safe. His clothes were drenched now, hanging heavily from his equally soaked limbs. His entire body was shivering. Pain radiated from his left hand and right wrist. One was bright the other a dull throbbing ache. He couldn’t stop shivering.

After what felt like hours of wandering, Stan found himself at Jackson Street. It was a pretty little domestic street, practically across town from Henry’s place. He had no idea how long it had taken him to get here.

Stan walked down the middle of the street willing himself to remember the address. Something Jackson Street. 

The rain and heat-fog blurred all the houses together. Something 8 Jackson Street. That had to be it. To Stan it seemed as if all the houses were locked up for the night. Closed against the rain. Only he was left on the outside. 19 something 8 Jackson Street. Of that he was sure. But he couldn’t remember the missing number. The more he thought about it the more it disappeared behind the fog.

Stan was getting scared now. His feet ached and he couldn’t consciously remember what he was doing out here. He had to stop. He just needed to go somewhere to warm up. That was all that mattered now.

Stan found himself looking up at a snug little house, which must contain two apartments. The one on the left side’s windows were bright despite the late hour. In the ambient light, Stan could make out a well kept garden. It looked safe here. Happy. Even the door was a cheery blue which complimented the yellow shutters. Pretty. Maybe the inhabitants would take him in until he could remember the address he was looking for. Hopefully they wouldn’t turn him away. Stan wasn’t sure what he would do if he had to keep wandering.

Drawing up what little courage he had left Stan approached the door of 1958 Jackson Street. He knocked, tentatively soft, barely heard above the rain.

The door opened. Light streamed from inside causing Stan to blink. At first he couldn’t see who was at the door, but that didn’t matter. Nothing mattered anymore. “Please I need –” His words were slurred.

“Stan?”

His eyes focused and there before him was Bill. His last conscious thought was that he was dreaming. Stan collapsed as the last reserve of energy abandoned him.

Bill caught him and carried Stan inside, kicking the door shut. Stan Uris had come home.

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Disparate Pathways - Chapter 5

Fandom: Once Upon a Time (TV)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Relationships: Belle/Rumplestiltskin | Mr. Gold

Characters: Rumplestiltskin | Mr. Gold, Belle (Once Upon a Time), Maurice | Moe French, Gaston (Once Upon a Time), Spinster(s) (Once Upon a Time: Think Lovely Thoughts), Mad Hatter | Jefferson, Blue Fairy | Mother Superior, Black Fairy (Once Upon a Time), Baelfire | Neal Cassidy, Emma Swan, Prince Charming | David Nolan, Colette (Once Upon a Time), Red Riding Hood | Ruby, Widow Lucas | Granny, Dove (Once Upon a Time), Captain Hook | Killian Jones, Wicked Witch of the West | Zelena

Additional Tags: Abusive Parents, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Violence, Gun Violence, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Implied/Referenced Drug Use, Implied/Referenced Torture, Dubious Consent, Eventual Smut, UST, First Time, Drama & Romance, Kidnapping, Extortion

Summary: Gold has a past, a past that he has rejected, but it seems one that will not let him go.  Belle, daughter of Governor Maurice French has been kidnapped, along with her mother, and just as the authorities raid the organization that is holding her hostage, decides to make her own bid for freedom, unknowingly derailing an undercover sting, and Agent Milnor has not choice but to take her into 'protective custody,' but is he all that he seems?  As the threads of the story grow more tangled and the threat to Belle, and to Gold, her appointed protector, grow ever more real, a growing, mutual attraction makes everything far more desperate and far too personal for Gold to ignore what he knows to be the truth.

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Chapter 5 - Takedown

It was entirely too quiet and it made Jefferson nervous. He’d tried to find out from some of the others what was going on upstairs, but no one had been willing to share.  All he knew was that they’d taken both the women up to the top floor of the house. He figured that didn’t bode well.

It certainly didn’t make his life any easier. If Rab was true to his word then some time today, the joint might of the police and the FBI’s HRT, and probably, just to add icing to the shit cake, a whole squadron of SWAT, was going to descend on the house like the wrath of God.

He checked his phone, just to make sure that it was on, with plenty of power remaining, and that he had a signal. The last thing he needed was to miss the heads up that his handler had promised to send him.

“Hey, Jared.” He started slightly when one of the other guys, Ace - a shortened version of his full name -  called out Jefferson’s undercover persona. “Expecting a call from your boyfriend?”

He gave the man a sour smile, recognizing that he was being mocked and shot back in return, “Least I have one,” and made a rapid up and down motion with his fisted right hand before pointing at the guy who’d called him out.

Predictably the ‘hard man’ took immediate offense, and started toward Jefferson, his eyes full of the intention to hurt. He stood his ground. He was taller than the other man by a few inches, even though the guy was heavier set, forcing the other man to look up as soon as they came toe to toe.

“Was there something?” Jefferson asked sarcastically, then lowering his voice to a dangerous growl added, “Because unless there is… Horace… then get the fuck out of my face.”

“Tough words, pretty boy,” Ace snarled, “but do you got the balls to back em up?”

Faster than the man evidently anticipated, Jefferson grabbed his hand and pulled the pudgy fingers against the front of his jeans, trusting in the shock tactics to keep himself from harm.

“What do you think, Ace?” he asked, leaning down until he was nose to nose with the other man.  “Care to take it for a spin?”

The man backpedaled, pulling away so fast that he almost fell over his own feet in his haste to put some space between himself and Jefferson, snatching his hand away and out of Jefferson’s grasp.

“You stay away from me, you fucking freak!” Ace squeaked.

“Methinks the man protesteth too much,” Jefferson teased. “After all, you were the one that came at me first.”

“Can it, you two!” Jefferson half turned at the sound of the other voice, a tall, leather-clad man with a scruffy beard and a missing hand came out into the hallway from one of the downstairs rooms. “Jared, you’re wanted upstairs. Ace, get in here… quit baiting the bloody man!”

Glad for a reprieve, even if it did come from Jones, an unwelcome bastard at the best of times, Jefferson headed for the stairs and started to climb, on the way up thinking to himself that ‘upstairs’ was a fairly vague description of who needed him, given that there were two floors to the house in addition to the first floor. Not to mention the basement, which technically meant the house was a four storey house and— what the ever loving fuck are you thinking, Jefferson.  Head in the game, man! He cut off his own racing mind; a sure sign of stress.

He made the first landing and began methodically making his way around, room by room, opening each one and checking inside, not just for the girl and her mother, but also for an alternative way out, should his chosen route become inaccessible. He couldn’t explain why, but there was a large part of him that had a really bad feeling around the way the day was going.

Crossing a room, he found a window that looked out onto a low balcony, and looking up he saw what looked like similar from above. It would do in a pinch, but it was risky.  One slip and he’d be looking at a shattered ankle; broken leg… he decided he just better make sure that he could get out by the method of his first choice.

“Oy! Jared,” Jones’ voice sounded from behind him, irritated. “I told you upstairs.”

“This is upstairs,” Jefferson snarked back. “And you weren’t actually that specific, you—” Movement in the corner of his eye made him forget what he had been saying. Someone’s sights? Careless, but then, no… he hadn’t had a message yet. Jones evidently picked up on it and came from the doorway to stand beside him.

“What do you see?” Jones asked.

Jefferson shook his head, about to say nothing - perhaps it had been his imagination after all - when a patch of shadow moved close by the rear wall of the yard, unnatural, not like the clouds passing across the moon. His heart began to pound in his chest. They were coming.

“Bloody hell!” Jones snarled urgently, evidently having come to a similar conclusion. “The law!” He grabbed Jefferson’s arm and practically swung him away from the window and gave him a push towards the door. “Go. Upstairs… warn the others.”

“What about you?” Jefferson asked as Jones turned back to peer into the darkness of the garden.

Jones shook his head. “I’ll go downstairs. We’ll be ready for them,” he said. “What are you waiting for? Go!”

Jefferson made it look as though he was rushing to follow the man’s instructions, once outside the door he slipped to his right, the opposite side from the stairs, and flattened himself against the wall to wait for Jones to come out. He looked around quickly to make sure there was no one else on the landing, relieved to still be alone on the second floor, and he wondered what the hell was keeping everyone either downstairs or up on the top floor, though not for long as he heard Jones’ heavy tread approaching the door.

Like comedy, timing was everything. If he moved too soon, he would alert Jones to his presence. Too late and the man would be out of reach. He hated moments like that; held his breath and pulled the gun he carried out of its holster and waited. One… Two…

Things rarely went according to plan. Jones must have sensed him, because just as he would have moved, stepped behind the man and coshed him over the head with the grip of his gun, Jones turned his head.

“Jared, what the—”

Jefferson tried anyway, lunging for the other man, only to meet Jones’ up-raised forearm and with an audible crunch, instead of the back of is head, and almost as if on instinct, Jones turned and swung the sharp hook he had in place of his missing hand toward Jefferson’s head.

Not fast enough thought, and Jefferson ducked under the weapon, at the same time turning to drive the point of Jones’ hook into the wooden door frame as he pushed the mans wrist against the wood. He tried to follow quickly, to bring his gun up again and wrap Jones into unconsciousness as he’d intended before while he was still stuck with his back to him, but Jones anticipated him again, and used the fact of his hook being trapped to twist his wrist, and pull his arm free of the latch that held the hook in place.

Jefferson ran at the man, wrapped his arms around Jones’ waist and drove his shoulder into the soft spot above his hip, attempting to hook the weight-bearing leg with one of his own, but Jones read him again, and let himself fall backward, heaving with both arms and legs, until Jefferson felt himself flying through the air, mercifully along the landing. He landed heavily, and his gun went skittering along the polished wooden floor.

He didn’t have time to worry about it; didn’t want Jones to get a chance to to reattach his hook, or worse, pull his own gun, which was precisely what Jones was attempting to do as he clambered to his feet, turning toward him gun in hand, so before Jones could aim the weapon, he kicked out blindly, by luck connecting with the man’s shoulder before he could fully straighten up. He knocked him off balance again to slip back down to the floor on hands and feet and the insecurely held weapon went flying. Jefferson didn’t wait to see any other effects of his timely intervention, he just pulled himself to his feet at the same time as Jones, Still winded from the heavy landing and fighting for a decent breath was scrabbling at the floor in an attempt to get to his feet.

Jones was really pissing him off, and was still getting up again, and Jefferson scrambled over, uttering a breathless, “Let me give you a hand there… mate,” mocking an expression of which Jones was overly fond, and speared his fingers into the man’s hair at the crown of his head, and twisting, tugging him upward, while at the same time grabbing a hold of his sleeve. Then before Jones could properly realize his intent, or fully regain his balance, Jefferson launched him toward the banister rail, without letting go, bringing Jones’ head down hard against the solid oak wood at the top, not once, but twice, before tossing him backwards, to land in a crumpled heap beside the wall.

It hadn’t been the quiet disposal he’d intended, and he was certain their scramble would have attracted some attention.  He didn’t wait to find out, simply moved as fast as he could, while still trying to catch his breath, toward the staircase leading to the upper floor.

He took the stairs two at a time, and half way up, his phone buzzed in his pocket. He snatched it out, and glanced at the screen, suddenly bursting into entirely humorless, and slightly hysterical laughter. The notification read: “We are Breaching NOW!”

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Taiwanese and Hong Kong students were left feeling “shocked”, “angry”, and “disappointed” after a series of posts made by the SU International Students’ Officer (ISO) over the Chinese social media platform WeChat, which potentially led to worsening tensions on campus.

Shared with Forge Press in late November 2019, we understand that the posts had been circulating online since August 2019. The screenshotted posts from Sissi Li’s personal account found their way into a Taiwanese group chat of more than 300 students, and were soon picked up by Hong Kong and Chinese student communities in Sheffield.

Sissi Li admitted that the WeChat posts were her own. She has since apologised for any distress caused by her posts, recognising that the comments she made as an elected official of the Students’ Union were inappropriate.

The WeChat profile linked to the posts seen by Forge Press. Sissi Li has admitted making the posts.

Taiwanese and Hong Kong representatives argue that Sissi was defending the contentious ‘one China’ principle – and have expressed concerns that their community is not being faithfully represented by the ISO.

In independent translations provided to Forge Press, one post expressed annoyance over the ‘fake reports by the foreign media’ that have been critical of Beijing’s influence in Taiwan and Hong Kong over the past year, adding that: ‘foreign citizens of some regions are able to post nonsense that call[s] ‘white’ ‘black’ on some influential social media platforms.”

Hong Kong student representatives argue that the posts potentially reinforce Beijing’s framing of the Hong Kong protests as a separatist movement opposed to Chinese sovereignty – despite protesters calling for the protection of the ‘One Country, Two Systems’ principle.

Another post criticised the way in which university registration documents for foundation, undergraduate, and language courses list ‘China’, ‘Hong Kong’, and ‘Taiwan’ as separate nationalities.

Posted by the ISO, this is a widespread graphic posted by the People’s Daily (the official newspaper of the Chinese Communist Party) in July 2016. The slogan reads: ‘China: Not even a bit can be left behind’.

Referencing the University language classes, the posts encourage Chinese nationals to ‘actively report’ this ‘situation to officials’, adding that: ‘I hope you could contact me when you find such a low-level mistake and need any help. We can help him/her correct it together.’

Hong Kong and Taiwanese student representatives have been alarmed by the posts, alleging that the ISO was encouraging the University to adopt the ‘one China’ principle in registration forms, leading China, Taiwan and Hong Kong being grouped into a singular Chinese nationality option.

Bringing attention to the Chinese noun ‘官方’ in the screenshot, these students argue that the use of ‘官方’ (official) is a generally accepted definition of government official. Coupled with the use of the Chinese flag emoji after that word, representatives of Hong Kong and Taiwanese students believe that the ISO was encouraging mainland Chinese students to report those who chose to identify as ‘Taiwanese’ or ‘Hong Kongese’ on official university forms to Chinese government officials.

They allege that the ISO’s focus on registration forms is used as one of many examples in which Chinese sovereignty could supposedly be questioned at the University. They add that even if they identify openly as ‘Taiwanese’ or ‘Hong Konger’ in language classes, they are at risk of being reported.

Sissi Li has denied allegations that she was encouraging minority ethnic Chinese students at the University to be reported to Chinese officials. She has, however, admitted to encouraging Chinese nationals to ‘report to the University any examples of where the organisation lists China, Hong Kong, and Taiwan separately’ on official forms.

This has raised concerns that the ISO was attempting to push the University into grouping these nationalities together into a singular nationality option on registration forms. Student representatives argue that this could deny minority ethnic groups the ability to identify with the nationality they recognised as their own when many Taiwanese and some Hong Kong students do not identify as Chinese.

These posts came to light after a tumultuous few months on campus for international student groups. October saw the arrest and suspension of a mainland Chinese student after Hong Kong students, raising awareness of the pro-democracy movement in Sheffield city centre, were disrupted by over 150 mainland Chinese students.  

Attending an awareness session organised by Hong Kong students in the city, Forge Press was shown an article published on the messaging platform Weixin (China’s domestic version of WeChat) aimed at exposing the identities of Hong Kong students involved in the city centre clash a couple of days before hand. The article praised the attempts of mainland Chinese students and encouraged them to share the ‘exposure material’ among the rest of Sheffield’s Chinese community.

Early December saw the Students’ Union Council pass a policy supporting the Hong Kong democracy movement, mandating the Students’ Union to defend the security and freedom of speech of Hong Kong students on campus. The policy was not, however, exempt from controversy. One Taiwanese student was ejected from the meeting, and all mainland Chinese students sat in the observer block staged a walkout once the policy was passed.

Taiwanese and Hong Kong student communities speaking to Forge Press have expressed anger and disappointment at Sissi’s posts. They believe that the posts have compromised their safety on campus and in the city as a whole.

Hannah*, a Taiwanese student, stated that during the Christmas holiday she “felt really nervous while transferring my flight in Beijing […] because [Sissi] said she would report us to the authorities.” She added that she was excited by Sissi becoming an SU Officer, but that the ISOs posts lead to Chinese students becoming more offensive to her community on campus.

Becca felt the same, that advocating the ‘one China’ principle on campus, and the idea of being reported to government authorities was “an act of suppressing freedom of speech”, adding that it was “utterly wrong and sad to see that the Taiwanese students are also being oppressed for acknowledging their own ethnic identity.”

As a Hong Kong student, Becca believes that the WeChat posts inflamed those tensions over the autumn semester, stating that: “I, an international student myself, experienced it first hand when I was threatened for my political stance over Hong Kong.”

Forge Press spoke to June, a student who felt that Sissi was not fulfilling her role as the elected ISO. Asked whether the posts had impacted her directly, she explained that: “I was very worried about my personal safety since photos of me and my name were being posted on social media […] I couldn’t leave my room and be on the street on my own for a couple of weeks, especially when the SU policy on Hong Kong democracy was ongoing. [I was worried] that I may be recognised.”

June expressed concerns that Officer and Sheffield Students’ Union Council candidates could use their position to monitor students of other nations; in the instance of the screenshots, those who would speak out against the Chinese Communist Party. She went on to explain that:

“We all have the right to know about this matter. Since the Officer Election will be held soon, the Students’ Union should also need to emphasise to candidates that the future officers serve every international student, and not just their own nationality.”

In a statement from the ISO, Sissi said that: “It is an honour to be elected International Students’ Officer in an organisation with such a brilliant global community. My role is to support and represent the University’s international student population, and I value all our international students, who can speak to me on any matters important to them.

“It can be difficult navigating so many different political opinions, and I’m sorry if anyone who has seen these messages was concerned. I want to let all international students at the University of Sheffield know that I am committed to representing you all – no matter where you are from or what you believe. I’m excited for the opportunities to improve international student experience over the coming months.”

A statement from the SU President Jake Verity praised the hard work of the ISO was doing in office, that the posts did not constitute misconduct in office, adding that: “This doesn’t lessen its significance, but considers the likelihood of differing political opinions between an elected officer from the People’s Republic of China and other international students.”

If you have any concerns about the issues raised in this article, the Student Advice Centre can be reached on 0114 2228660, and Nightline can be reached on 0114 222 8787.

Names of students have been changed, so as to keep their identity anonymous and to protect their welfare and security.

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Parents' Ultimate Guide to Steam

If your kids are into video games, it's only a matter of time before you start hearing about Steam. Launched in 2003 by Valve and now boasting over 150 million users, Steam has become one of the most important platforms in the world of PC gaming. It's a one-stop shop where you can buy, sell, and store games, plus do tons of other stuff like trade items, watch demos of up-and-coming titles, and interact with a passionate community. Steam also runs some sweet sales (often timed to line up with school breaks).

Steam is to gaming what Netflix or Amazon Prime Video are to TV. Like other content-streaming platforms, Steam has oodles of content, but the quality varies a lot, and not all of it is age-appropriate. While it has plenty of fantastic, family-friendly games like Rocket League and Sid Meier's Civilization VI, it also has games where the main draw is the graphic violence or explicit sex, like Counter-Strike: Global Offensive or Grand Theft Auto V. The platform has even come under fire for boldly announcing that it would sell any title, no matter how extreme (including a controversial 2018 school-shooter game that was only removed for violating Steam's terms of service).

Fortunately for parents, Steam has parental controls that let families pick and choose precisely which titles and features their kids can have access to. So is Steam a dream platform for die-hard gamers or a nightmare for parents? Check out these frequently asked questions to learn more about this versatile gaming platform.

What is Steam? How does Steam work? What age should my kid be to use Steam? Is Steam safe for kids? Is there chat on Steam? Are there parental controls on Steam? Are there privacy or security settings on Steam? Does Steam cost money? What is Steam Wallet?

What is Steam?

Steam is an online platform from game developer Valve where you can buy, play, create, and discuss PC games. The platform hosts thousands of games (as well as downloadable content, or DLC, and user-generated features called "mods") from major developers and indie game designers alike.

How does Steam work?

Steam is a cloud-based gaming library. One of its most popular features is the ability for users to use any computer to play games they buy/download to their Steam accounts. This also allows users to store a large collection of games without using too much computer memory. To use Steam, you have to download and install the Steam "engine" or app on your computer. Once you do that, you can access the full library of games, software, and forums.

What age should my kid be to use Steam?

Steam requires users to be at least 13 years old to use the product. Because of the platform's communication features such as open chat and community forums, Common Sense Media also recommends users be at least 13 years old to use it, although many available games are not appropriate for young teens. But with the right settings and monitoring, parents can use the platform to find and download age-appropriate games for younger kids.

Is Steam safe for kids?

Like any other app store or video-streaming platform, Steam can be extremely safe or extremely iffy depending on the content kids are exposed to. While there are thousands of family-friendly games available on the platform, many of the games on Steam feature graphic violence, swearing, or sexy stuff. Kids can also find plenty of swearing and mature content in the groups and forums. And the trading system can expose unsuspecting gamers to scammers. However, Steam also has robust parental controls (see below) that can greatly reduce the risks kids face while using Steam -- if parents take the time to figure them out.

Is there chat on Steam?

Steam supports both text and voice chat. You can add friends and chat individually or in groups with both people you know and people you don't know. You can also join public chat rooms and talk to anyone on the platform. Keep in mind that not all of these chat groups and community forums are game-related. Groups related to just about anything, from TV to sports to memes, also attract users to Steam. Many teens share their handles with each other so they can play games and chat with their real-life friends. Steam members are generally civil, but parents may want to stay on top of who their kids are following or engaging with online.

Are there parental controls on Steam?

Steam offers a sophisticated set of parental controls called Family View that gives parents full control over what their kids have access to on the platform. Steam offers step-by-step instructions for setting up Family View, which are worth reading since the interface can be overwhelming and complicated for newcomers or non-gamers. However, once enabled, parents can choose whether kids can play any game or only games they've approved and added to the Family Game Library. Family View also lets parents control whether kids have access to the Steam store, community-generated content, chat, forums, or online profiles. All of these features are PIN protected, so kids can't easily override them. There is also the option to set your account preferences to restrict titles that feature frequent violence, gore, nudity, or sexual content and to warn about mature user-generated content, but these aren't PIN protected.

Are there privacy or security settings on Steam?

Steam profiles are public by default, but the platform does allow you to make your game details, friends list, description, comments, and group ownership private or only available to your friends list. Steam also has a security feature called Steam Guard that provides an additional level of security to an account. It uses either an approved email address or two-factor authentication via the Steam mobile app to protect accounts from hackers.

Does Steam cost money?

Steam itself is free to download and use, but many of the games available do come with a cost. Some games are free-to-play or cost as little as $1, but new releases from the biggest and best developers can cost as much as $60–70 each. Savvy gamers can wait for one of Steam's many sales for serious savings. Keep in mind that when you buy games from the Steam store, you can only play them on the Steam network.

What is Steam Wallet?

Steam Wallet is a way that users can buy games or other content on the Steam store. Users can either add money to a Steam Wallet using a credit card or buy a physical Steam gift card at a store or supermarket and enter the code to access the funds. Using Steam Wallet can be a useful way for parents to manage their kids' spending on Steam, especially since some games are pricey to download or offer in-game purchases that can add up fast.

Source: https://www.commonsensemedia.org/blog/parents-ultimate-guide-to-steam

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The 2018 Sports Game Awards

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The 2018 Sports Game Awards

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It was a year of controversies for some of 2018’s sports titles, but nevertheless there still were aspects of this annual crop worth celebrating. There were varied, non-traditional titles like UFC 3, The Golf Club 2019, Laser League, and newbies like Tennis World Tour, but it was a year – like usual – defined by the usual heavy-hitters. Read on to see which games garnered the accolades and stood out amidst an otherwise middling year.

Best Fantasy Mode: Madden NFL 19

This year developer EA Tiburon went out of its way to address some of the problems of Madden 18’s Ultimate Team mode (MUT) by overhauling the power-up system (via training points) and adding more content like solo battles to make it the most complete fantasy mode out there. MUT gives viable options to those who don’t want to spend real money to get good teams or compete online, and rewards those who put in the time to maximize their team and skills in order to dominate.

Best Sim Racer: F1 2018

Codemasters has been slowly building this franchise up, and the key feature this year is the career mode’s R&D tree, which is the nexus for the continual growth of your racing organization through planning your upgrades. How you do off the track corresponds nicely with your performance on it, spurring you to get everything working at peak performance – despite the equipment degradation and rule changes that may trip you up.

Best Arcade Racer: Forza Horizon 4

The Forza Horizon series is known for its liberal rewards, open-world exploration, and variety of events, and Horizon 4’s addition of nature seasons only expands the experience. Not only are new areas and events opened up as the entire world changes season, but winter in particular affects how your car handles. Most parts of the game can also be raced in co-op or competitively, further delivering on the series’ premise of freedom.

Best Online Performance: Nobody

Online gaming is nothing new, but many sports titles this year failed to deliver satisfying and frustration-free experiences to their communities. Whether it was the inability to get your team together in NHL 19’s EASHL, numerous patches necessary to fix fundamental gameplay problems in NBA 2K19 or FIFA 19, or yet another bad online launch for MLB the Show 18, it was exasperating not being able to simply play online in 2018. This shouldn’t be the case, but it’s all too common.

Best Franchise Mode: NBA 2K19

2K continues to expand the traditional franchise mode by including story elements, online league support, and custom league rules, and this year smartly explored teammate dynamics with its mentorship system. Being able to pair vets with younger players for quicker progression is a great in-game way to represent the importance of a strong locker room. In an era where franchise modes are getting less and less oxygen, it’s nice to see series’ like NBA 2K continue to put the hard work in.

Best Player Career: NBA 2K19

There are justified criticisms of MyCareer’s microtransaction pushing and grind, but NBA 2K19 has added new ways to earn VC through everything from sponsorships to live events – and even a daily wheel spin – and thankfully tightened up the layout of the Neighborhood. We’d still like to see better online matchmaking and for 2K to ditch having to queue for park games, but with elements like a dramatically improved story and customization, the mode captures what it’s like to live the life like no other sports game.

Best Simulation: Football Manager 2019

The Football Manager series continues to keep would-be managers up nights with countless ways to control the future of your club, whether you’re a lower-table side looking to work your way up through shrewd dealings or getting the most out of your high-priced players via training. Best of all, the game’s on-boarding for new managers and option to only focus on the areas you want to helps make the game accessible to all types of gamers.

Most Improved: NHL 19

NHL developer EA Canada has included straight-line strides and carving turns in previous years, but one of the things that has been absent is skaters’ ability to gather speed in turns via crossovers. NHL 19 included this and thus greatly improved skaters’ movements, allowing more mobility in both defensive and offensive situations. The game is currently tweaking this part of the gameplay and in the midst of resolving issues of puck possession and physicality, but the skating itself is still a nice improvement.

Elsewhere, scouting is a major win for the game’s career mode (see below for more info), and the World of Chel is a cool hub for the game’s EASHL, 1v1v1, and 3-on-3 offerings, including a sea of cosmetic unlockables and a flexible player growth system with primary and secondary skills.

Biggest Disappointment: Madden NFL 19

While this year’s Madden contained its share of awesome catches and big hits, it was also filled with inexplicable bugs that made it seem like the game shipped before it was ready. Moreover, the new “Real Player Motion” technology made runner’s movements feel disjointed at times, and the game’s transitions between animations looked more jarring than usual. Add in Franchise mode’s convoluted and unnecessary new player development system, and not everything the game tried this year came off.

Best Graphics: NBA 2K19

Player likenesses look better this year with more facial expressions as well as lighting that brings out more muscle definition and sweat. In motion many of the players’ movements look great, lending a verisimilitude that turns the head in disbelief.

Best Presentation: NBA 2K19

The 2K franchise has often led this category, and this year is no exception. A great game-time atmosphere is created by the crowd and players courtside, and the pre-game panel, interviews, and revolving door of interesting announcers add a TV-presentation layer that hasn’t been matched.

Best New Feature: NHL 19’s Scouting Overhaul

Effective scouting is how you build a dynasty, and NHL 19’s overhauled scouting feature gives you all the tools to succeed in the draft as well as free agency. Compiling and curating information (including stats) on prospects by hiring and deploying a scouting network pays off when you snag a bonafide gem buried in the draft, allowing you to stock your roster if you put in the time.

Best Gameplay: NBA 2K19

Every sports game has niggling gameplay issues players wish the developers would clean up already, and NBA 2K19 is no exception. But despite the legit gripes many may have, NBA 2K19 makes a lot more of its shots than it misses. In 2K19, Visual Concepts included multiple shot meter options to cater to different types of users, cleaned up a lot of the egregious animation clipping from the previous year, and improved the post game, stealing, and dribbling systems.

Sports Game of the Year: NBA 2K19

Overall NBA 2K19 didn’t have a lot of solid competition this year, but the game also earned this win through hard work in all areas. It’s not perfect – the microtransactions still could be toned down – but it’s a near-complete basketball experience. NBA 2K19 has something for everyone, and it includes elements such as a strong team-building mode, the best franchise mode, franchise mode storytelling, customizable league rules, the player mentorship system, and top-grade presentation that other sports games should emulate if not outright steal. We’re excited to see where the franchise goes from here, because given what 2K has done so far, the sky’s the limit.

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Morning Wood: Inserting Them Into The Conversation

This site was built for days like this.

For a while now, people have complained that we’re too negative, too cynical, too… whatever. The problem is, for five years we’ve had little to celebrate. No team has won a playoff series since 2012 – when the Sixers beat a decimated Bulls team in the first round – and together they have endured a stretch that we haven’t seen in this town since the early 90s. Since then, at least one team has always made a run– the Flyers in the mid and late 90s, the Eagles in the early 2000s, and the Phillies after that. But since 2012? Nothing. Pure misery in almost all regards. Failed coaching experiments, busts, injuries, tanking, malaise, epic flameouts– you name it, we’ve had it.

Meanwhile, the world has changed around us. Social media, mobile devices, cord cutting and even fantasy sports have changed our consumption habits. The last time a Philly team was truly good (not counting Villanova because the assholes in the comments don’t like it when I do), our system of fandom had us immediately turning to Postgame Live to celebrate and regale. It had us listening to sports talk radio to feed our inner beast. And it had us turning to websites like this one to keep up with the daily deluge of masturbatory takes.

During the absence of quality local sports, regional sports networks have been turned into an unnecessary redundancy, good only for broadcasting games and not much else. Sports talk radio has given way to podcasts, which better serve die-hard fans. And we’ve been forced these last few years to shit on all the things that deserved shitting on, finding our lane only when there was a genuine controversy or to report on the palace intrigue of sports talk radio. But for those who were with us from 2010-2013, when the Flyers made their Stanley Cup run, the Phillies ran a train on the National League for two seasons, and the Eagles stormed out of nowhere during Chip Kelly’s first season, then you know when this site is at its best.

That is all a very long, and very self-serving way of saying that WE’RE FUCKING BACK. Our teams have turned the corner and hit the accelerator. It’s time to dive into the giant pool of coconut oil, rub some on our loins, and get lubricious on our ass, because we have wins to celebrate, opponents to mock, and fucking trophies to grab.

The Eagles are contenders, if not favorites. Go ahead, bask in it.

What they did yesterday to a good Denver defense was remarkable. But it’s not just the sheer volume of points they point up, it’s the efficiency with which they did it.

First of all, they only punted twice, which is stupid.

But they were downright efficient on their touchdown drives:

7 plays, 75 yards

3 plays, 15 yards

6 plays, 75 yards

4 plays, 75 yards

13 plays, 77 yards

3 plays, 11 yards

5 plays, 48 yards

Remove that one 13-play drive, and the Eagles had six touchdown drives with an average of 4.6 plays per drive. Prior to yesterday, the average plays per touchdown drive in the NFL was 7.3, with no team coming in under 5.9 plays. The Eagles were 11th in the league at 6.9 per drive. Yesterday, even if you include the 13-play drive, they were at 5.9 plays per drive. Remarkable. So much for Doug’s dink-and-dunk, tuna can offense. Howie Roseman went out and got him gamebreakers, and Pederson has played to each guy’s respective strengths, scheming up a fucking menu of effective plays to disrobe a defense and leave their nuts hanging out in the sun, which, according to Gabe Kapler, might do them some good anyway.

And the Eagles did it in a variety of ways. The run-pass option to Alshon Jeffery, the shovel pass to Corey Clement, the home run by Jay Ajayi, the deep pass to Trey Burton. Carson Wentz was downright vicious in his ability to quick-strike. He only wound up with 199 yards, but threw four touchdowns. It’s silly, really.

The most impressive thing is the plug-and-play ability. Oh, hey, is our best receiver out? No problem, we’ll put 792-year-old Brent Celek out there in the passing game and then throw a ludicrous deep ball to Trey Burton as we line him up out wide.

Did Darren Sproles go down? No problem, we’ll rely on LeGarrette Blount and Corey Clement for a few weeks and then we’ll go out and get Jay Ajay and his weird-ass partial English accent and he’ll smash a 49-yard run on one of his first carries. And then we’ll rely on Clement some more, because why the fuck not?

What Pederson is doing with the running backs feels A LOT like what Bill Belichick does with running backs– using them unpredictably and playing to each of their respective strengths. It’s a fucking box of chocolates, and you just never know what you’re going to get! Perhaps against Dallas we’ll bite into a thick load of Smallwood, or get blasted by the Jay Train running behind Johnson, or get pounded out by Blount chewing up yards behind Big V. Oops, did I just get sexual? I THINK I DID!

Wtf is this kid doing @CrossingBroad ? http://pic.twitter.com/4cnY0C8yjW

— Bro's Trust Tree (@BrosTrustTree) November 5, 2017

Let’s Wood!

  The Eagles ran out of fireworks

Apologies, we actually ran out of fireworks at @LFFStadium. #FlyEaglesFly http://pic.twitter.com/4uXjPPRSDe

— Philadelphia Eagles (@Eagles) November 5, 2017

This is my favorite thing of the day. They might want to consult with the Phillies 2008 guy– they’re gonna need more of those.

  Ajayi in the dark

Welcome to Philadelphia, Jay Ajayi https://t.co/ECXi6zekFC http://pic.twitter.com/mPfolloPaI

— The MMQB (@theMMQB) November 5, 2017

If you read these dots very carefully, they actually spell out “FUCK YOU, ADAM GASE.”

Probably.

  2004 vs. 2017

2004 Eagles vs. 2017 Eagles, through 9 games. #FlyEaglesFly http://pic.twitter.com/79qRFGi7QP

— Michael Stubel (@MichaelStubel) November 5, 2017

I love this graphic. The similarities are striking. Not identical, but close.

That Eagles defense, with Brian Dawkins, was legendary in its ability to turn the frickin ball over. The game has changed, too, so that offensive output may be even more impressive in retrospective, but they did it with a veteran-laden group whereas this team is doing it with many new faces and a second-year quarterback. That group was more or less destined for the Super Bowl. I’m not sure we’re there with this team yet… but it’s hard to argue with results.

  Demoralized

#Broncos @Derek_Wolfe95 provided Cliff Notes version of loss. #Denver7 http://pic.twitter.com/Mq9pnLRFCC

— Troy Renck (@TroyRenck) November 5, 2017

Ass kicked. Sad. Hurts.

  Rooting for each other

LeGarrette Blount ran from the sideline to the end zone to celebrate Jay Ajayi’s first TD. He was super hype. #Eagles http://pic.twitter.com/jPqLDW5nqQ

— Brandon Lee Gowton (@BrandonGowton) November 6, 2017

I thought I saw Blount in there. He wasn’t on the field. This tells you everything you need to know about Blount as a teammate.

  G Cobb

How Eagles fans are feeling this morning: "Give em some of this HERE!!!" @JOEL9ONE #Eagles #FlyEaglesFly #VictoryMonday http://pic.twitter.com/yZsfWCeo7H

— Alex Holley (@AlexHolleyFOX29) November 6, 2017

I think I just saw him have sex.

  Coots, G and Reader

Sean 1Couturier having a grand ole time at the Eagles game. http://pic.twitter.com/ODm1485b0w

— Zach Siskind (@ZachSiskind) November 5, 2017

While at the @philadelphiaeagles game we ran into @philadelphiaflyers @28cgiroux @MReader24 @sean_couturier @slaughts21 @mandog1990

A post shared by Chris & Kim McBride (@afeagle2) on Nov 5, 2017 at 1:49pm PST

A MATT READ SIGHTING!

  Embiid loves sports

#TrustTheProcess chants at Eagles game with @JoelEmbiid & Justin Anderson on big screen ✌

Joel wearing Philly vs Everybody shirt http://pic.twitter.com/4y3JcfMDFo

— John Clark NBCPhilly (@JClarkNBCS) November 5, 2017

  Four seed

Photo Credit: Bill Streicher-USA TODAY Sports

This isn’t just about the Eagles. The Sixers have arrived. They’re 5-4 and are mere possessions away from being 8-1, just like the Eagles. They, too, have a tough test coming up, with road games against the Jazz, Kings, Warriors, Clippers and Lakers, so we’ll find out more about exactly what sort of team we’re dealing with. But Ben Smmons had another triple-double and JJ Redick lit the building with his shooting in one of the more raucous affairs on Friday. Just like the Eagles, I think we can begin to call the Sixers “good” with confidence. The addition of Richaun Holmes gives them substantially more reliable depth in the middle. I have nothing else to add here, but we have two super fun teams both on the verge of taking the league by storm.

We’re back, baby.

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Game Review: Phantom Trigger (Switch)

Almost exactly a year ago, developer Heart Machine released Hyper Light Drifter, and it was one of my favorite games of last year. At first glance, Phantom Trigger shares more than enough examples with that title to have peaked my interest as it is yet another pixel aesthetic hack and slash title, one that the developer likes to call a “hardcore neon slasher”. While Phantom Trigger, which shouldn’t be confused with the anime visual novel game GRISAIA: Phantom Trigger, does have several enjoyable moments through its 5-6 hours of play, it simply becomes far too repetitive to remain entirely enjoyable through the whole experience.

You play as the Outsider, a warrior that has come to a strange land to find out that he is living inside the mind of Stan, a man in the real world who is currently in the hospital and is quite sick. There is some back and forth to each reality to bridge the two worlds, and there are choices you’ll make within each reality to then shape one of four endings the game can leave you with. You’ll interact with a small group of characters that each want something from the Outsider and most of them will fill you in on a few details about the world and the threats that lay in wait for you.

Phantom Trigger is published by tinyBuild and developed by Bread Team, a development team of just two people; coder Victor Solodilov and artist Denis Novikov. While the title isn’t revolutionary by any means, the fact that just two people made it is nothing short of impressive.

As I mentioned earlier, the title can easily be seen as something of a Hyper Light Drifter copycat, but after playing through Phantom Trigger, that isn’t what is going on here at all. Both titles do share in some visual elements, but the core mechanics, combat, and story are vastly different and each game brings something very different to the table.

The combat in Phantom Trigger is more close range than long range. You have a whip, sword, and a mystical fist that are colored, green, blue, and red, respectively. These colors are also used for some lite-puzzle solving that looks to break up the combat, if only for a few brief moments. Each weapon has its own exp bar that fills up upon using that weapon, and the level of each weapon will also then unlock combo moves like shooting out a lane of ice to freeze enemies, or summoning three mystical blades that fire out and then retract back to you.

The combat can be fun early on when the levels are not incredibly busy, but once you start interacting with vast hordes of enemies, the combat starts to not be as responsive or as fun. Some enemy types are a blast to contend with, but when you start dealing with those that shift your playstyle from offense to defense, it can break the flow of combat, especially when it starts to mix and match several on screen. The difficulty and this style of combat can easily entertain those looking for a tense challenge, and I can totally see the appeal of it, but I just found that while the game had some interesting weapons and combat ideas, that it failed to create situations where I found each weapon to be uniquely effective.

With the weapons at your disposal being color based, this mechanic is used in and out of combat. There are a few moments here where enemies will constantly change color and each color is then only weak to that respective color of weapon. These moments only happen a few times and is sadly underused. The main purpose of these color weapons is via the lite-puzzle solving, and “lite” may be too strong of a word. The puzzles mostly consist of a ‘Simon-Says’ color matching mini-game to unlock a variety of doors and switches. There is also the use of your whip to move large green blocks around to have them pass by or land on switches to then again, open doors.

Each new world that you enter will sprinkle in a few new enemy types, but they sadly usually just consist of the same designs with having different elemental attacks. There are a few times where we do get entirely new enemies, but overall there are maybe 6-7 unique types featured in the game. There are those who just lumber around or ones that fire off death lasers from a tv set that is permanently attached to their shoulders, or ones that require you to wait until they hit the ground, which can also unleash an area effect attack you’ll need to watch out for. There are also a few new types that make an appearance in the final section, just minutes away from completing the game that share in some attacks we’ve seen before, but it’s quite frustrating to see something new revealed just before you complete the game.

The game also ends each section with a boss battle and these, for the most part, are very enjoyable. There was one boss, however; that didn’t play by the rules of the others and introduced new mechanics during that battle. Bosses, for myself, are more enjoyable when they are beaten by mastering techniques and attacks that the level or game have been teaching us leading up until that encounter. I’ll also point out that there is one boss battle where you fight two pillars that I still have no idea how I actually beat it, or even how I was dealing damage to it at all.

The Outsider has a blink teleport that will help you not only get around the map but dodge enemy attacks as well. This dash can definitely come in handy, but it can be hard to figure out exactly where you’ll come out of it when the screen is filled with various enemies that leave traps and poison puddles on the ground. You’ll be required to at least get the hang of it as several lasers or traps require that you blink through them as to prevent damage to your very limited health bar, and this is made even more stressful in co-op when you share that very health bar with your co-op partner.

The co-op mode itself can be fun should both players be of similar skill level as it can get pretty hectic sharing the same screen with another player who may have a different way to move around and play the game. It’s not impossible, but it made the game actually more hard yet easier at the same time if that makes any sense. There is lastly an Arena mode that pits you against waves of enemies and revisits to the bosses that should keep you busy should you have enjoyed your first trip through the game already.

As I’ve indicated a few times so far, Phantom Trigger is difficult and when you start the game, it is set to hard by default. I’m not a huge fan of difficult games, but I do understand their appeal. Part of the difficulty is based around how much damage certain attacks do towards you and how much health is earned back from the rare health drops that enemies will occasionally present to you. There are checkpoints scattered around the map that do refill your health but several of them are placed far enough back that should you die during or after a very intense battle with dozens of foes, you’ll have to redo not only that battle but anything leading up to it and this is where the repetitive nature of the game makes for a very poor experience as a whole.

My last bit of frustration with the game is due to the somewhat poor controls on the Switch. I played the game in various ways, as is the appeal of the portable home console. I played with it the Joycons attached to the console, attached to the Joycon grip, and with the Pro controller. I found that the best way to play was with the Joycons attached to the system as the reaction time was a tiny bit better. The Pro controller has a slight delay with its analog sticks that made for a poor experience when the screen was filled with enemies and I needed every split second of timing at my disposal. I also found that no matter the controller configuration I was using that combo’s were not easy to pull off during these intense encounters.

The last bit of controller issue is the swapping of the A and B button’s on the Nintendo Switch controllers in relation to how the rest of the industry works. This lead to many times where I would go to back out of something and it would select it instead. With the Switch, you normally have to relearn what the bottom face button and the right face button (A and B) do and since this game uses the reverse to what Nintendo has done here, it can be a bit confusing, but not game breaking.

Visually, Phantom Trigger is quite gorgeous, as pixel aesthetic games usually are. The game runs a solid 60 fps in both docked (1080p) and undocked (720p) and it fully playable in both configurations. The game has some nice uses of color and each pixelated character has some really nice designs to them. I also was rather impressed with the variety within the levels themselves and considering again that one person did all the artwork, is even more impressive. There are a few moments where foreground graphical elements block some of the action below, but it’s fairly rare and usually adds some nice depth the environments. The melancholic ambiance and intensity of the music is pretty good as well, but nothing is terribly catchy or that memorable.

I had a few glitches during my time with Phantom Trigger that I’ll address, but they didn’t really bother me too much. I had several enemies get stuck in the level that allowed me to just walk up and kill them with no resistance and this happened at least a few dozen times. I also had teleporting enemies just blink in and out and become invincible, and this would have been a major issue had they also been able to attack, but they just became visually oddities than anything physically harmful. I also had a floating mine cart in one of the later levels that flew off the tracks and through a wall, and I’ve read that I wasn’t alone in that bug. Other than that, I had a fairly smooth experience with the game.

It’s safe to say that I had an alright time with Phantom Trigger despite how frustrating the checkpoint system can be and how repetitive that certain sections of the game can get. It wasn’t the Hyper Light Drifter experience I was hoping for after watching various trailers and gameplay sessions, but it did the job of keeping me mostly entertained through the 5-6 hours I put into it. It has its flaws, sure, and they are more apparent than they should be, but for those that are willing to look past them, and for those that want a very challenging game, then you can have a lot of fun with tinyBuild’s Phantom Trigger.

Phantom Trigger was reviewed on the Nintendo Switch with a review copy provided by the publisher.

All screenshots were taken on the Nintendo Switch and formatted for this review.

Game Review: Phantom Trigger (Switch) was originally published on Game-Refraction

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