#pro flash sentry

[miniimight]

first off, I just wanna say how I love how you write izuku like??? my sweet boy doesn't get much appreciation and I'm just obsessed with the scenarios you've made with him 🤭💜 second, would it be okay to request a scenario in which the bnha boys (Deku, Bakugo, any other if you want!) who's been dating the reader for a while but it's a secret relationship- which suddenly gets revealed?

thank you! can't wait for more of your writing! 💜

SECRET RELATIONSHIP GETS REVEALED ! the secret relationship between you and your pro-hero boyfriend gets revealed to the public

with deku, bakugo ( pro heroes )

notes ahaha izuku is definitely one of my favs and ur so right when u say he doesn't get enough appreciation :( but i'm here to change that lol ! thanks for requesting ! idk if this is what you had in mind but i hope you enjoy it nonetheless <3

your boyfriend didn't want his relationship with you to go live because one, he's legitimately one of the most hated heroes by villains and two, the media won't ever leave you alone. he found it better this way, for both of your sakes.

it worked for a while, and though the both of you had to make little sacrifices here and there, the arrangement was more than perfect. that was until someone tipped the media off with one (1) very rare photo of you and boyfie out and about in disguise (a terrible one, at that).

photos of the pro-hero's new companion dominated the internet and everyone was wondering who the mystery person was.

it happened so fast that you and your boyfriend were out of the loop. in fact, you and your boyfriend were out on a secret date when the news exploded.

IZUKU

izuku zipped his crossbody bag up and fitted a black baseball cap tightly on his head. his green curls were hard to miss regardless of any disguise he thought up. he flashed you a determined smile. "ready for our day out, love?"

"born ready," you mimicked his way-too-serious tone. "but won't you relax a bit?"

at your comment, his shoulders stiffened. "why, do i not look relaxed?"

he was standing like his friend, iida—almost robotically, like a sentry who was on high alert. you could see the tired circles under his eyes though the shadow of the cap made them almost invisible. his casual outfit covered one of the essential pieces of hero gear; his gloves. it was almost as if he was expecting something bad to happen.

you drifted to his side, an amused smile on your face. "we've done this before, izu. nobody will notice!"

"at least i have a better chance," he raised an eyebrow at you, spinning you around in his arms. "your disguise is non-existent."

"hey, i'm not the super-famous pro-hero that everyone adores." you stuck your tongue at him, making him smile reflexively.

"it's not my fault i'm so charming."

"oh my god."

a little more bickering and a car ride later, you both arrived at the museum you had planned to tour. the guide handed you pamphlets after welcoming you to the grounds, informing you that she'd take you around the exhibits in a short moment.

"oooh..." you flipped through the brochure, excitement bubbling through you. "there's a lot of things in here."

izuku rested his chin on your shoulder, trying to read as fast as you were flipping pages. his hand enveloped yours in an effort to stop you from turning the pages at a lightning pace— "honey, can you go slower?"

you giggled and thumbed the whole pamphlet, making a little buzzz sound as you did so. "weren't you at the top of your class, izu?" you shrugged nonchalantly. "just read faster."

his hands snaked to clasp around your stomach from where they rested on your waist. an uncontrollable laugh threatened to bubble out of you. "really, 'just read faster'? a little cheeky today, aren't you, love—?"

"uhm... couple at the back, please refrain from pda as there are children around." the tour guide cleared her throat. a crowd had gathered for the next tour around the museum and it appeared as though they were ready to start.

you and izuku jumped away from each other as if you were caught by a teacher in high school, your cheeks heating up from embarrassment.

"sorry, miss." izuku mumbled in a low voice, head hanging. he gave you an amused smile that you returned with a huge grin, accepting the hand he held out for you.

halfway into the tour, the group grew so bored they retreated to the comfort of their phones. hanging around the back, you thought it unusual that so many people began to glance backwards at you and your boyfriend, whispering among themselves.

you caught glimpses of their phone screens, questioning why the hell your face was on them.

you nudged izuku's side to tell him just as the teens in front of you spun around, screaming "it's deku and his s/o!"

you and izuku froze like deers in headlights as the commotion spread through the group.

wait, how do you know? the news just made a story about it today. there's a picture of them here! and besides, he's wearing the same disguise.

you gave izuku a pointed look and he smiled sheepishly at you. "what the heck should we do?!"

"deny it??" he said, though he didn't seem sure of his answer. "that photo?" he talked to the crowd again. "not her."

"yeah, i get it all the time," you chuckle nervously, playing along. you shrunk into his side. the attention was sending shockwaves through your body.

the kids weren't buying it. "well, you're obviously deku." one deadpanned.

"me?" a boxy grin spread on his face as he rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. "no, i'm just... not him..."

seriously, didn't they have specific media training classes at UA for this kinda thing? you rolled your eyes at his response.

"who else has green hair?!" another crossed their arms. "you're so deku."

you both held up your hands, as if caught red-handed by the police. you squeaked, "we're just two random, normal strangers having a date in a museum, promise—"

a kid waddled up to deku's side and pulled his signature gloves out of his pants' pockets, holding them up triumphantly. yours and deku's head slowly turned to watch it unfold before looking at each other almost comically. a long pause followed.

"it's deku and his s/o!" the kid yelled, pointing a chubby finger at the two of you. the whole vicinity was alerted to the famous hero's presence.

you clung to izuku's arms and the swarm encroached on your space, clamoring for autographs, information, pictures—anything they could get their hands on.

to your surprise, deku wasn't the only center of attention. you were asked your name, age, and occupation, where you grew up, if you knew 'their' deku in high school—

izuku's upper arm came under your bum as he leapt back from the crowd at lightning speed, yelling a very apologetic sorry! as he zoomed the both of you away to safety. you screamed as you hung over his shoulder.

he parkoured his way up the museum building, crouching on the roof. it wasn't the first time izuku used his super speed with you in his arms, but holding you like a sack of potatoes wasn't the best position—not if you liked your neck.

he set you down and smoothed your clothes, his hands flying everywhere accompanied by a thousand apologies.

your hands caught his wrist and you gave him a pointed look. "how did they find out? we were super careful."

his concerned expression quickly turned unimpressed. "sweetheart, you have no disguise."

"they believed i was just some random person after we denied it. they already knew you were deku!" you retorted, flicking his cap upwards and allowing the tufts of green to spring out.

he opened his mouth to respond before he snapped it shut. "it's not my fault i'm hard to miss..." he muttered.

you softened and moved closer, wrapping your arms around his waist and leaning into his chest. "i'm sorry, jus' a little on edge."

his hands rubbed your back soothingly before he hugged you back. "it'll be okay." he felt something cold against him and he looked down to see you pull out your phone, pressing it against his body as you got to the bottom of this. "hey—"

"it's all over the news, along with katsuki and his s/o." you hummed, scrolling through article after article.

"hey." he repeated firmly. he gently tugged the phone from your hands, slipping it in his pocket. "it'll be okay. i'll make sure you're protected, not that you aren't already, and we'll get you a new apartment, closer to mine."

you sighed. "i'm not really worried about that."

he gave you a concerned look, wondering if he needed to look into your lack of self-preservation. "...you're not worried about someone potentially attacking you?"

you rolled your eyes, lightly swatting his chest. "well, duh, but i know no one can really get past you and your brigade of hero friends." you waved off his concern. "i'm worried about the paparazzi and gossip channels—what if everyone decides i'm not good enough and they pressure you to leave me? what if—"

"i'm going to have to stop you right there," he gave one of those self-proclaimed (but also, he wasn't wrong) 'charming' smiles as he cut into your rambling. "being with you is my conviction. no one's gonna pressure me to do anything except marry you one day."

you blinked, a huge grin spreading on your face. all your worries were gone when you let his words sink in.

izuku realized what he really said. "or... something like that, you know?" he muttered under his breath, color rising to his cheeks as he looked away.

a moment passed as he held you on the museum rooftop, the date turning out much different than expected. he gasped out of nowhere, jostling you out of your thoughts. his little giggle made you suspicious.

"kacchan just texted me something really interesting; he got stuck in traffic and is trying to hide out in his car—oh."

"what?"

he turned his phone to you. it was a post titled 'NEW!" and underneath was a very blurry photo of you and izuku on the rooftop at that very moment.

you scrunched up your face. "your fans are weird."

he laughed openly. you stared at him with such adoration that you hoped the press got a picture of his blissful face so you could fawn over it later. "have you even read the things they're saying about you?" he kissed your forehead. "i have a feeling they're gonna grow to obsess over you more than me."

BAKUGO

you heard the impatient jangle of keys as bakugo called after you. "we're gonna be late for our res, baby, get your beautiful ass in the car."

you giggled as you stuffed the last of the stuff you needed in your bag. you exaggerated a gasp and wagged a finger at him. "take me on a date first, mister."

he rolled his eyes. "i am literally trying to do that right now, but someone ain't listenin."

"fine, damn, i'll go on a date with you." you huffed, keeping up with the bit as you walked past him, tossing him a playful look over your shoulder. he smiled softly, following closely.

you got in the car and watched him with starry eyes. he was focused on starting the car and setting the music, but all you could think of was how good he looked in a turtleneck. he had so much faith in that face mask, though, as you'd told him multiple times that it was a really bad disguise.

"you're starin'." he glanced out his window before pulling out the parking spot.

heat rose to your cheeks. he held his hand out and you laced your fingers in them. he squeezed your hand.

the ride was smooth and calm, the hum of the engine complimenting the mellow yet catchy songs playing. you were jamming out until you realized you hadn't moved in a while.

you ducked closer to the windshield. the light was red, and the traffic was piling up. you pursed your lips, glimpsing at the irritated drivers around you.

"looks like we might not make our res, huh?" you mused. bakugo hummed.

"it's whatever, betcha they'll still take us anyway." he grinned mischievously.

you squeezed his hand, chastising him. "kats, you can't use your 'i'm a famous hero' card on date nights."

"m'just teasing, baby." he chuckled softly, leaning back in his seat. his head rested on his shoulder as he gave you a look. "better get comfortable."

you laughed and let go of his hand, turning fully in your seat to face him. "kats! keep your eyes on the road!"

"why? i wanna look at you." he smirked.

snap!

a bright flash made both of you freeze, though bakugo reacted quicker. he sat up in his seat, leaning over the wheel as he peered out your window at the car beside you. the two girls in the front row were fawning over the picture they just took.

he glared. "a couple of fans, i guess?"

you breathed out a sigh of relief. "thank god i was facing away from—"

snap!

you squeaked in surprise and reflexively covered your face. you leaned back in the seat to see a couple other teens laughing triumphantly over their rare photo.

bakugo observed your shock and panic silently before he laughed, thoroughly amused.

you groaned, slumping below the windows. "i was talking when they took that picture, i'll look distorted." you whined, voice muffled behind your hands.

he tsked. "i'm sure they got your good side, babe." he was trying to act calm but really his mind was racing at a million thoughts per minute. he had tinted windows. he made sure to make an appearance this morning so people would think he was out hero-ing for the whole day. was this a freak occurance, or...?

you opened your phone and were flooded with articles upon articles of you and bakugo on your dates. in hindsight, yes, those disguises were really bad. those pictures were low-quality but anyone who was anyone would be able to recognize bakugo's spiky blond hair.

everyone was speculating who the mystery person was and how their relationship would be, etc etc. you groaned again as you held up your phone to bakugo.

"what?" he whispered, breaking out of his thoughts.

"come down here," you motioned for him to join you below the window.

he scrunched up his face. "... i'm not doing—"

"come down here." you hissed, pulling him by his shoulder to crouch below the window's line of sight. he blinked, not entirely surprised or against the action. "look!"

he scrolled through, some news pages looking familiar. he sighed. "my agency was starting to talk about these rumors."

"why didn't you tell me?!"

"i thought they'd handle it!"

you pouted and he softened, kissing your cheek. "no one's gonna get a hold of any bad pictures of you, promise. i'll make sure of it."

you smiled. "really?"

he grinned, lovesick. "yeah." so what if the whole world would know you're his? he could deal with the details later.

muddled banging made you jump.

"dynamight, is that your s/o?!" the girls from the car over squashed their faces to the window, cupping their hands around their eyes.

you screamed and dynamight gave them a what the hell look.

he blast through the car roof, holding you by the waist as he soared upwards with loud pops behind him. landing on a nearby roof, he checked to make sure you were okay. all he was concerned about was the frown on your face.

"what, you not comfortable with everyone knowin' bout us?" he asked, voice soft.

you perked up, shaking your head. "no! obviously not. i'm just..." you curled your knees to your chest. "you're a hotshot and you have so many people after you. dunno if i meet expectations."

"who cares?" he scoffed indignantly. "you exceed mine. that's all that matters."

you giggled, your sad disposition quickly morphing into a smile. "yeah?"

"yeah." he assured you, pushing your knees down and swinging them to the side. the momentum made your whole body twist so that you were parallel to him. he wrapped an arm around your shoulders and you leaned into his embrace.

"now i gotta call that nerd so he can move our car. we're causin' more traffic."

bonus:

"kacchan!" izuku chirped, his s/o on his back as he floated in the air. bakugo's face twisted up as if the green-haired boy wasn't one of his best friends.

"hey." bakugo jerked a thumb at his very broken car. "can you take care of that for me?"

"yeah, i got it." with his gloves on, izuku initiated blackwhip. the tendrils snaked around the car and hoisted it into the air, freeing up that lane once again. "did you suddenly get exposed out of nowhere, too?"

bakugo snorted. "yeah, ain't that a coincidence?"

izuku chuckled softly as he nodded. "yeah, super weird."

who could've gotten the jump on two of the most famous heroes' love lives, anyway?

© miniimight ! thanks for reading <3

[legendl0re]

A Court of Peace and Ire, Chapter 1: A Little Night In Spring

The full first chapter of A Court of Peace and Ire, a Tamlin healing arc fanfic featuring actual acknowledgement of wrongdoing, conversations to actually heal the divide of Prythian, with a little bit of Neris vibes and whatever else I feel like putting in here.

This is my first ever fanfic for ACOTAR and I wrote it in a feral haze, so please be gentle. Also warning, this is a Pro-Tamlin fanfic. If you're not a fan of Tamlin, scroll on. The full fic will be on AO3 once I get a damn account, but i feel this could work as a one-shot by itself.

Trigger Warnings: Slight su*c*dal ideation, depression

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Tamlin wondered what day it was, awakening to the sun spearing into his eyes through broken slats. A huff blew through his nose, deepened and heavy by the huling shape of his bestial form. 

Having golden fur didn’t help, his pelt sucking in all the light in an auric bloom and making it difficult for him to look at himself. 

Well, more difficult…

He had stopped bothering to clamor up the steps to his own bed at night, opting to let the weight of melancholy send him huddling into the corner of his foyer. It was cold, and it bothered him, but he didn’t deserve much warmth. 

Didn’t deserve much of anything actually, beyond incessant tirades from the High Lord of the Night Court and the occasional drop off from Lucien; a friend that was wasted on him. 

The High Lord of Spring ran his long beast-tongue over his teeth; he was glad Lucien had found true friends in this so-called Band of Exiles he had formed. The name was fitting, but Tamlin hoped that Jurian and that mortal queen would treat him better than he had.

Tamlin tucked into himself more, as if to brace himself for the great mental fall into his own dread. Everyone had fled, left his service, left his side, all for the things he had done and allowed to be done on his watch. Whipped sentries, predatory priestesses, letting the devil Hybern slither through his land to poking holes in the walls, and rend Children Of the Blessed apart like crows with corpse-flesh.

Such an immense, spectacular failure would be emblazoned in the history books soon enough, and Tamlin would probably also be cursed to see it consumed and discussed by the next generation of Fae. He couldn’t starve himself, couldn’t let dehydration sap him to a husk, and every beast and briggand he had come across during the days he actually got up to patrol, were all no match for even a sliver of his magic and strength.

Such is the strength of the High Lord, especially of Spring; “blessed” to never wilt. Doomed to never die a ���passive” death.

High Lord. The one thing Tamlin never wanted to be, and the thing that Rhysand and his father damned him to become.

Tamlin heard a sound of wind rumbling through leaves; the unmistakable sound of winnowing. It came from down the hall past the stairs, and the High Lord braced himself for Rhysand and more of his half hearted attempts to reach out.

And indeed, a fae did march in with dark hair and eyes of glimmering blue, but he was barely two feet tall and had a set of dark pajamas ordained with stars. Two vestigial wings peaked out from behind him, and he held a plush night-beast in his tiny hands.

Tamlin swallowed, caught somewhere between genuine curiosity and terrible dread as the boy turned and gazed at him, eyes wide as he took in the High Lord of Spring’s animal shape. 

He braced for a wail, a cry of fear at the sight of him, but it ever came. Instead, the boy smiled and made his way down the hall in a slow but resolved toddle, his intent clear as he dropped his toy to free his hands.

Out of instinct and a spark of hatred from the boy’s resemblance, Tamlin craned his neck and growled, teeth flashing in the light of day. But the boy only paused, cocked his head to the side, then kept right on walking until he was inches away.

 Either the child was too young to yet know fear, or the Illyrian in him refused to let him back down, to ignore the danger in the pursuit of his goal. And he indeed reached it, pushing his small hands against Tamlin’s muzzle and running his fingers through the fur.

At the touch, Tamlin was utterly paralyzed, save for one twinge of the nose as he sniffed the air above the boy’s head.

He knew who this was, knew it in his blood and heart and bones, the smell a mixture of a familiar pair that had melded into something new.

It was his son. 

This was Rhysand’s son…by Feyre.

The Heir to the Night Court was in Tamlin’s manor, and was fucking petting him.

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Mother above, what did kids his age eat?

Tamlin scoured his kitchen and cabinets for something to give the kid. A vicious rumble rose from the boy’s belly after about two minutes of roving over the High Lord’s snout, but his face hadn’t lost the pout he made when Tamlin changed back into a Fae. At least he didn’t start crying, thank the gods.

Two lone jars of applesauce rested in the dark shadows of the cupboard, Tamlin picking them up and searching them for any signs of rot or wasting. Thankfully, neither was present. “Guess you’ll have to do.” 

He turned back, unscrewed the top, and gently laid the green mushed mixture across a wooden plate he fished out, topping it off with a mismatched spoon before placing it down in front of the child.

The boy glanced up at him, utterly lost to the purpose of the silverware.

“What?” Tamlin said, eyes narrowing as the part-Illyrian shoved his tiny hand into his tiny mouth. “Oh, gods. No. I’m not feeding you.” Tamlin pushed the plate closer to him, and as if intent to push his buttons, the boy pounded his hand into the sauce and scooped it into his mouth, dribbling down his chin and onto the floor.

Tamlin hadn’t cared about a clean floor for years, but somehow that got him on his feet. A rag found its way into his hands, wiping the mess from the kid’s face and hand before getting the rest off the floor. Then he remembered that he had gods-damned magic, and that he could have just made it all vanish at a whim.

He really had been out of it, hadn’t he?

The kid made to dip his fingers in the apple sauce again, the High Lord halting him and reluctantly picking up the spoon. Carefully, he caught a spoonful and brought it to the boy’s mouth, a groan bursting from his lips as the child ate, then smiled with full cheeks.

“Cauldron boil me, what am I doing?” Tamlin asked himself, even as he picked up another bite for the kid to take.

He looked so much like Rhysand, minus the cool, daylight blue of his eyes, young and wide with wonder. It reminded him of the first day she had come, how in awe she was of his manor, of the world of the fae at large…of Tamlin himself.

The High Lord caught a drop of sauce before it stained the boy’s clothes. He had to have winnowed here by accident, a consequence of his already burgeoning power. Even at his young age, Tamlin could feel it, a smoldering ember that would blaze right past both him and Rhysand once he reached adulthood . 

The fact that Tamlin had not kept up with his wards didn’t help matters either, but still, why would he have ended up here of all places? He figured Rhys would have probably spelled the boy to never come within miles of Tamlin’s Court, yet here he was: Rhys’ son.

Feyre’s son…

Something in Tamlin dropped, a heavy weight whose rope had finally snapped. He held no hope of Feyre ever returning, of there ever being some chance for reconciliation. But the presence of this boy, the manifestation of her and Rhysand’s love for one another, the finality of it was a cold shard to his heart. He should hate this boy, be doing everything in his power to banish and scare him from the manor. But then he remembered exactly whose words—whose feelings—those were. 

The echoes of his father and his brothers circled around him, telling him the boy was a grave reminder of his failures, a taunt or some kind of trap to give Rhys the excuse he needed to rip out Tamlin’s throat once and for all. 

The second he harmed a hair on his head, the High Lord of Night would come and indulge in his violent delights.

Tamlin broke from his thoughts, noticing that he had paused with the spoon just out of reach for the boy to eat. He brought it down to let the kid feast, and in time the entire bowl of applesauce was gone.

As Tamlin cleaned the bowl, his eyes lingered on the rest of the dishes, the disgusting stack that had grown from his immense negligence. He cleaned about seven more than he intended, before noticing the part-Illyrian had gotten up and began waddling, keen to collect the night-beast toy he had discarded.

Tamlin walked and sat on the step leading to the foyer, watching the kid mimic the growls and hisses of the beast in emulation.

“Your parents must be worried about you.” He said, knowing the kid wasn’t paying attention. Visions of Rhysand tearing his manors apart, soaring over the night skies in search of his son, Feyre worried sick and hunting right alongside him, bow in hand in case of any danger.

 It should have brought Tamlin comfort, to imagine them so harried, so desperate and worried and willing to do whatever it took to find him, just as he had done…

But it didn’t.

The High Lord of Spring flicked his gaze back to the boy, catching in the middle of a yawn as he exhausted himself. His  half-lidded pale blue eyes struggled to stay open, but he shuffled up and approached Tamlin at the steps, his tiny hand tugging on the high fae’s pants. Tamlin’s brow rose, unsure as to what the kid was trying to tell him, until the heir of the Night Court pushed and nuzzled his head against Tamlin’s side.

“Are you…are you ordering me to change?” The boy’s head rose, his blank stare holding save for a single blink. He was. He was asking him to turn back into his beast form so he could fucking sleeping on him!

Tamlin almost laughed. Only a toddler and he was just as indignant and entitled as Rhysand was. He had half a nerve to scoop the kid up, winnow straight into the Night Court, and drop him off right then and there.

But he didn’t.

Instead Tamlin sighed, letting himself fall back into that golden, antler-crowned form and sloping down at the base of the stairs. The boy laughed and giggled, happy to see the great beast once again, and quickly made himself comfortable laying down at Tamlin’s gilded flank. 

The High Lord waited, held still and calm until he heard the soft breaths to sleep. He inched up slightly but the boy didn’t stir. Made sense that the heir of the Night Court was a heavy sleeper. He shifted and caught the boy in a masterful flair of magic, picking him up and gently moving to stand as he thought on what to do.

Did he send a fucking missive? “Hey, your kid wandered into my mansion and I was wondering if you wanted him back.”

No. No, he would have to go himself. Have to winnow in with no notice and explain everything, and hope that the gods were kind enough to grace the Night Court with enough patience for him.

He watched the boy sleep, and sighed. This was their child; Rhys and Feyre would have no patience for any story, any excuse, especially from him.

Tamlin let the shadows of his power coil around him, praying to the Mother that the sound of winnowing wouldn’t wake the boy, and as he felt the cool bite of frosted grass under his bare feet, he opened his eyes and found the kid still asleep.

Seems the gods were kind today.

Gazing up to the massive soap-stone colored tower, Tamlin lost himself in the coiling darkness of the night above, in the quilt of stars that peered through the clouds.

He hadn’t been here in years, and he didn’t realize just how much he missed the sky here until now.

The boy stirred in his hands, reminding him of his mission, and Tamlin skulked carefully towards the back door of the yard he now realized he was in. A small quilt sat at the edge of a stone bench, and he quickly wrapped the boy in it so as to beat back the Night Court chill.

Laying him down carefully, Tamlin brushed a small curl out from his face and stood to leave, but not before noticing a set of banners and decorations through the back door’s window. Frills and starlight-colored decorations flanked a trio of Italic letters: “N, Y, X.”

“Nyx.” Tamlin repeated, smirking at the irony of it. Some kind of celebration had been had, the decorations left up for some time, either out of pure laziness or lack of time on the boy’s parents’ part. Then the door within the party room suddenly opened, swift movement sending Tamlin scuttling behind the bench.

When the sound of the back door opening never came, he peeked out, and his heart shuddered at the sight within.

Feyre, face stained and garbed in a dark sweater, stood there speaking frantically to another girl with the same colored hair; probably one of her sisters. A dirty paintbrush was nestled in the bun she had put her hair in, and it was clear she was on the verge of crying with how upset she was.

Tamlin kicked himself; he should have bought the kid back sooner. Damn the crying or the hunger or the petty revenge, or whatever strange compulsion that made him keep the boy around this long.

This was his life, and his mother was worried sick.

Tamlin’s hand dropped and picked up a small piece of gravel, arching back in preparation to tap the glass before winnowing back to the safety—and loneliness—of Spring. He only paused when a pair of sleepy blue eyes stared back up at him.

Damnit, he was awake.

The boy was putting two and two together despite the haze of slumber, sitting up and reaching out for the High Lord as he reeled back, threw the tiny stone, and winnowed out of the yard before he could even hear the tap of its landing.

Nyx, alone in the of the estate garden, began to cry.

[spookyyew59]

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TW for discussing proshipping

(This is my personal opinion on watching the video because it seems like proshipper behavior to me. Please do not harass me over this if you have a different opinion. I do not know everything and I am not the smartest, I an a minor, so please correct me if I thought wrong.)

I don’t want to uh, get into anything controversial here, over someone I don’t know, but I saw this animation on YouTube and it’s about horror tale sans being aged down from his like, Idfk, older than 18 to be in a ship animation with ALIZA who’s CANONICALLY 12 but is “headcanoned” to be 16 in the animation.

The video goes along like this.

Aliza falls into the underground, usual stuff, meets Flowey and Toriel, but the moment they get to sans, she reaches for the hotdog on the sentry station and he pulls her into this extremely close embrace with a half lidded smile, with the axe to her neck with the lyric (with captions on for English translation),

“Hollowing you out, into an empty marionette of love. Chest aching? Can’t catch your breath? My dear, that’s how LOVE feels.”

afterwards, Aliza looks scared and runs off. Most likely feeling uncomfortable.m because I would too tbh.

in the description of the video, it is said

“For those who care about their age difference. Sans is 16 too and nothing else. After all, it’s a HEADCANON and I can change it however I want. So calm your burning asses and do something useful 😮‍💨”

in the animation, Aliza is 16, and Sans is 16 too. So I think that it’s proshipper-like of them to headcanon this so this ship works.

I’m NOT a proshipper myself, or know that much experience with them aside from the usual stuff about blocking and stuff, but I think that this is technically proshipping. Again, I don’t have much experience with interacting with them, so I wouldn’t know for sure, but to me, this seems like proshipper behavior.

I would like to have people’s Opinions on it please, because I don’t want to be in the wrong about this.

here is the original link to the video. Danganronpa blood in it for theirs a TW (Trigger warning) for that, along with the use of an axe.

Here is the other video with a proshipping-like feel to it. Flash warning for this one, strobe warning because it’s extremely bright as well.

the video consists of the same attributes, but minus the scene where Aliza falls down to the underground and (to me) goes around the fact that Horror is indeed IN LOVE with Aliza but also wants to eat her (as food).

Again, I would like everyone’s thoughts on this (comments or reblogs) because I don’t want to be supporting proshippers in any way possible. if enough research and information is provided to prove that this YouTube IS a pro shipper, then I would like to kindly ask everyone to reblog this so everyone can be wary of them. No ship is okay if you have to age down or age up a character. It would be very helpful if more information and a deeper analysis could be provided. Thank you./nf

[equestriaqueerz2024]

Alright then, how about SciFlash?

SciFlash (Sci-Twi x Flash Sentry)? SciFlash, oh SciFlash~

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Cons:

-One flaw about them being together (and another reason why I think there isn’t much art or love for these two together) is mostly because Flash getting with Sci-Twi because she looks like the girl that he once had a crush on is shallow. Like, it would seem that they are PREDETERMINED to get together JUST because Sci-Twi looks like her pony conterpart. 

-Because Sci-Twi looks like her pony counterpart, Flash would probably pursue Sci-Twi, ignoring HER feelings. Even though I don’t think that’s in Flash’s character, it’s still a possibility. 

-They barely interact.

-Sci-Twi is dating Timber Spruce.

-Flash MIGHT not be Sci-Twi’s type. 

-From what I’ve seen, almost a majority of SciFlash shippers are anti Timber Spruce fans. 

-Pri Twi x Human! Flash Sentry (including Pri Twi x Pony! Flash) is massively overrated while SciFlash is massively underrated and overhated (at least in my opinion).

-SciFlash could lead to being bland to some. 

-Flash v.s. Timber. SciFlash could be starting an unnecessary war with TimberTwi and only resonate more hate for Timber Spruce.

Pros:

-Right direction and development. I feel like if more people have given it a chance, it could have worked! -The artwork and fanfiction! For every single piece of work that I do see of them together, it sparks me joy a lot.  -Their personalities compliment each other. Flash has a calm, soothing, kind, and understanding nature as well as being a cool musician. That could compliment Sci-Twi’s intelligent, but “nervous wreck” nature. Also, Flash can play music for Sci-Twi when she’s stressed or sad. 

-They already seem like that they are on good terms, so a friendship between them would already be interesting enough.

-Flash can start over with Sci-Twi. Even though I don’t think him having a crush on Sci-Twi because of his feelings for Princess Twilight is NESSCESSIARLY bad (because someone CAN have a type), he can still get over his crush on Pri Twi and realize that Sci-Twi isn’t the exact same person as Pri Twi! Then once he does, maybe he can try to be friends with her and actually get to know the real Sci-Twi OUTSIDE of her pony counterpart? As long as it’s OK with Sci-Twi too, I feel that this is ok.

-They generally look too cute together. 

-They would make some pretty/good/interesting kids. Just imagine what their names would be!? -Sci-Twi probably isn’t Pri Twi, but she still can be Flash’s “princess”. Flash can be her "knight". -Like I said above, Flash is allowed to have a "type" just like anyone else. That doesn't automatically mean that Flash only (and only ever will) have a crush on Sci-Twi JUST BECAUSE she looks like Princess Twilight.

-In my opinion, I think SciFlash feels a little more natural than TimberTwi. 

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Grade: A+ (OTP)

Conclusion: 

SciFlash was a golden opportunity lost! I just wish it had more love and was given more of a chance to blossom. These cute adorable dorks deserve each other!

Thanks For Asking! 

Send Me A Ship! 

[nitewrighter]

would you ever write a drabble for the MEKA squad? Happy holidays!

Tfw you really want to give Overlord they/them pronouns (because nonbinary characters aren’t just robots, Blizzard!!) but the Wiki is he/him, so you’re like “Okay he’s he/they.”

...this originally started out as a one-off gag and then mutated into this. Have fun.

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It had been a long day of being slumped behind desks while government officials bickered through translators for the Meka squad. They were in Russia for what was supposed to be a “Joint Defense” conference discussing the applications of sharing Meka and Volskaya technology to better defend against the Gwishin and the Siberian Omnium, but communication had quickly broken down. Russia, it turned out, didn’t take too well to Korea granting citizenship to Omnics with only a handful of the EU restrictions (”and not even the UK restrictions!” one politician had blustered.) The Meka squad itself had been scoffed off as “celebrities” and “mascots” and so the day was ending with D.Va, D.Mon, and Casino standing around the hotel lobby. D.Va was scrolling through her phone next to a roaring fireplace while D.Mon stooped over her shoulder,  and Casino leaning against the hotel bar, examining some vodka in a shot glass and ready to pretend it definitely tasted like something other than burning to impress the cute bartender. The three of them perked up at the sound of the lobby elevator dinging and Casino knocked back his drink and suppressed a wince as a blue-clad figure waddled out of the elevator and into the lobby.

“Woah,” D.Mon blinked a few times as she and D.Va walked over.

“What--woah,” said Casino, still blinking a few times through the vodka still burning the back of his throat.

“What?!” muffled the waddling shape in blue.

“Is...uh... that really you under there, Seung-hwa?” D.Va tilted her head, trying to hold in snickers.

“I have a low cold tolerance,” Overlord’s voice was muffled through their scarf. He was a veritable sausage of a long puffer jacket, and apparently heavily layered even under that by the way his arms were spread away from his torso, and clumsily thudding around in heavy boots. A fur-lined trapper hat virtually swallowed their head and nearly all of their face was covered by a scarf.

“You’re T-Posing,” said D.Va.

“I’m not T-posing!” muffled Overlord indignantly

“...I wanna try something,” said Casino, stepping forward.

“Don’t be mean,” said D.Mon, furrowing her brow.

“I’m not,” said Casino.

“What are you doi--” Overlord started but Casino put his hands on the outsides of Overlord’s arms and pressed down, trying to push Overlord’s arms to the sides of their torso. Casino pulled his hands away and Overlord’s arms sprang back to their previous spread position. Casino snorted.

“Ooh! Let me try!” said D.Va, quickly walking up and pressing Overlord’s arms down to their side as well and letting them spring back into place.

“Okay that’s enough--” said D.Mon.

“We should get some selfies in--!” said D.Va.

“Can we just get going?!” said Overlord.

“Can you walk?” said Casino, quirking an eyebrow.

“Yes I can walk,” said Overlord.

-----

“Waddled” was a closer word for it.

“...are they still behind us?” said D.Va as she, D.Mon and Casino walked down the sidewalk.

Casino gave a glance back to Overlord practically duckwalking, their arms bouncing slightly at their sides since it apparently took physical effort to move them from their positions in a normal walking manner.

“He’s still behind us,” said Casino, smirking slightly, “Kind of reminds you of those penguin documentaries, March of the Mek--” He got elbowed by D.Mon.

Admittedly as they walked through the streets, all three of them had flashes of jealousy towards Overlord for being so bundled up. Russia had a cold that sank deep past the skin and made them starkly aware of every injury they had ever received in the Meka program, feeling old fissures in bones. It was past Christmas but not yet New Year’s, and lights and decorations still hung on some buildings. The city was a hodgepodge between stately old pre-crisis buildings, more modern skyscrapers, and several massive industrial-looking defense bases armed with massive long-range anti-aircraft turrets. The massive Svyatogors stood sentry at the city’s borders, surveying the city and beyond it with a sort of lumbering casualness that made you believe they were simply fully living giants rather than piloted mechs. D.Va watched as one turned its head slowly.

“...kind of glad the deal fell through,” muttered Casino, following her line of sight, “Can you imagine those ugly things in Busan? Gross.”

“...I could see myself piloting one,” said D.Mon.

“You would,” said Casino.

It wasn’t too long of a walk from their hotel to the park, and King was waiting for them at the wrought iron gate marking its entrance. He was scrolling through his phone while backlit by the blue, white, green, and pink lights being diffracted through the massive ice sculptures dotting the park behind him. The park was noticeably more crowded than the streets, a mix of locals on dates and tourists admiring the ice sculptures.

“What took you guys--” King started but then glanced at Overlord plodding along behind them, “Nice coat.”

“Thanks,” muffled Overlord.

Despite the crowds, the Meka squad’s walk through the park was quiet, pausing to look at different ice sculptures, getting hot smoky tea with a hint of orange peel from a little kiosk. Aside from Casino, who was only wearing earmuffs over his sleeked-back white hair, the five of them pretty much blended into the crowd. The subject matter of the ice sculptures ranged from whimsical and natural forms such as narwhals and giant flowers with real petals and blossoms suspended frozen inside them, to more technically impressive architectural forms of famous buildings from around the world and reproductions of classical sculptures, to a large collection of propagandistic figures of Svyatogors, fresco reproductions of posters, and Omnic crisis heroes. D.Va paused to see a line had formed next to an ice sculpture of a heroically flexing Aleksandra Zaryanova, glowing in pink, with tourists and locals alike eagerly posing and flexing next to it.

“...maybe you’d get a statue if the deal hadn’t fallen through,” D.Mon spoke next to her.

D.Va huffed. “I don’t know if that’s what I want people to remember me for,” she said quietly.

“Mm, yeah saving the city multiple times is nothing compared to the rush of gaming tournaments,” D.Mon said teasingly.

“...gaming tournaments mean everyone’s safe,” said D.Va and the teasing expression on D.Mon’s face was wiped away. Wordlessly, D.Mon slipped her arm through the crook of D.Va’s elbow and pulled her close.

“I know they’re wrong, here,” D.Va went on, “I know the omnics who live in Busan aren’t like the Gwishin--they aren’t the same---but what if the Gwishin finds a way to control them, somehow? There was that incident in Giza...” she shook her head, “But then I feel like a big jerk for thinking that! Like that’s not fair!”

D.Mon just leaned her cheek on the top of D.Va’s head. “I wish I could say there’s an easy answer for it. Most of the time I just worry about flying and keeping the team alive and let everyone else sort that junk out.”

“...we saw how they sort it out,” muttered D.Va, “They don’t. One side wants to put them all in a trash compacter and the other side wants to treat them like people so it all gets broken down country by country, but no matter what we’re all scared. And--I remember being a kid--and my dad taking me down to the basement when the air sirens went off, and giving me his old Fujita-Via with his pirated Starcraft port, and his noise canceling headphones that were too big for me, but I could still feel the house shaking--”

“Hana--” D.Mon squeezed her arm slightly.

But if I kept playing... it felt further away,” said D.Va, “Playing used to make it feel further away.”

“...and now we play to keep them away,” said D.Mon, quietly, “...you’re not alone, you know,” she added.

“I know I’m not--” D.Va started.

“But you’re not the only one who’s gone through stuff like that--that’s literally why we’re all here,” said D.Mon.

D.Va blinked a few times. 

“I’ve been talking to Dae-hyun,” said D.Mon and D.Va gave an exasperated huff, but D.Mon pushed further, “He’s worried, too. That night when you overclocked your reactor---”

“I had it handled!” D.Va said quickly, before catching herself, “We--we had it handled. I wouldn’t have been able to do it without--”

“Without Dae-hyun,” said D.Mon, “And I know it’s different with him, there’s no stupid pro-gamer egos, he’s not in the field like we are---But... is it that unfair of me to ask you to trust us like you trust him?”

D.Va glanced down.

D.Mon pressed her lips against D.Va’s snowflake-flecked hair, more of a nuzzle than a kiss, before gently pulling her along to the next ice sculpture. “At least hang out with us more. We have pit crews, you don’t have to keep pulling late nights tweaking Tokki.”

“Yeah, but I’m--”

“Picky,” D.Mon smiled, smoothing snowflakes away from D.Va’s hair with a smirk, “I know.”

D.Va sighed and leaned against D.Mon, “...I’ll try,” she said, quietly, then thought for a second, “I’ll make it a New Year’s resolution! Hang out with you guys more! Get away from the garage...”

They were making their way to an art nouveau-looking sculpture of a woman holding a pouring out swirling water when their comms buzzed. D.mon pulled her comm from her pocket.

“Guys, we need to regroup,” Casino said on the other end.

“What’s going on?” said D.Mon, “Call from headquarters or--?”

“Casino lost Overlord and we accidentally kidnapped a small Russian lesbian,” King’s voice sounded flatly on the other line.

“You lost Overlord too!” Casino argued.

“What--” D.Mon stammered, “How did you--”

“Just meet us back at the narwhal,” said Casino, before clicking out of the call.

D.Va and D.Mon exchanged glances.

“We don’t have to--” D.Mon started.

“Yes we do,” said D.Va, squeezing D.Mon’s arm and dragging her through the crowd. The narwhal sculpture was back towards the front of the park, and the crowds made it slow going, but they were able to find Casino, King, and what looked like Overlord’s heavily-layered t-posing figure next to them.

“What do you mean you lost Overlord?” said D.Mon, “They’re right--”

The figure, with some effort given the thick layers of their clothes, took off their trapper hat to shake off a shaggy asymmetrical bob and pulled down their scarf to reveal a convex nose.

“Not Overlord,” said D.Va.

The girl with the shaggy bob said something in Russian and pointed at Casino.

“We got into a really dense crowd back at the svyatogor sculpture,” said King, “My audio translator app says she thought Casino was her girlfriend from behind.”

“It’s mistranslating ‘girlfriend,’” said Casino, flatly.

“It’s really not,” said King.

“...which means Overlord must be following someone he thought was Casino!” said D.Va.

“Stunning powers of deduction,” said King, adjusting his glasses.

“Well, where was the last place you saw your girlfriend before?” said Casino, looking at the girl.

King rapidly tapped something into his phone. “G’dyeh te pahsled--” he started reading before going, “Fuck it--” and hit a button on his comm. The phone fired off a phrase in Russian and the girl shrugged. She paused, then said something questioning in Russian and pointed at D.Va.

“Can you say that again?” said King holding his phone up to her.

The girl repeated her question more slowly and the phone translated the phrase, “Is that D.Va, from the holos?”

“...uh...” D.Mon seemed hesitant to reveal their identities after such comfortable anonymity but D.Va cut in.

“Yes, I’m D.Va, do you know where our friend is?” she said, and the phone translated for her.

The girl almost squealed but managed to control herself and cleared her throat. “Big fan,” she managed in thickly accented english, gesturing at herself.

“Look just text Overlord and we’ll get this mess cleared up,” said D.Mon, looking at King.

“We’ve been texting them. No answer. I don’t think they can feel the comm buzzing through that coat,” said Casino.

“Look, I’m sure he’s already figured it out and is on his way back to us,” said D.Mon, “Overlord pilots the most complex mech out of all of us, he can control the movements of 27 airborne mini-drones simultaneously, I’m pretty sure he would notice pretty quickly if he was following some Russian chick and not Casino.”

All of their phones buzzed at once and they flipped them open to see their groupchat.

0verl0rd: HELP.

0verl0rd: ON A TRAIN.

0verl0rd: RUSSIAN LADY WASN’T CASINO.

0verl0rd: DON’T KNOW WHERE I’M GOING.

DeeVaaaaaa: WHY ARE YOU ON A TRAIN!? 

K1ng_Soo: Literally when did we say we would get on a train.

0verl0rd: I DON’T KNOW I WAS JUST ROLLING WITH IT.

0verl0rd: NOT CASINO LADY IS YELLING AT ME IN RUSSIAN NOW.

Casi_no: How did you not notice they were speaking Russian before?

0verl0rd: THIS HAT IS REALLY THICK AND IT WAS HARD ENOUGH KEEPING UP.

Yuna-Mon: Okay just stay calm and stay where you are.

Overlord: AGAIN I’M ON A TRAIN.

The Meka squad glanced up from the group chat and looked at Overlord’s thick-coat look-alike, whose phone suddenly buzzed. Through the thickness of her own coat it took her some effort to pull it out and answer it. They watched as she argued in Russian for several minutes, then turned to talking very quickly in Russian for another, minute, then laughing, then she gave a glance to the Meka squad, cupped a mittened hand over her mouth and spoke into the phone a bit more quietly and excitedly, before apparently reaching a satisfying conclusion, peppering in what sounded like a dozen pet names, and then ended the call. She gestured at King to hold his phone up to her and spoke Russian into his translator app.

“My Nadenka and your friend are heading to Vasily’s--our usual spot in Dumskaya,” the translator app’s automated voice made her easy tone sound much more halting, “You can pick him up there. Maybe grab drinks, yes? Big Meka fans! We love D.Va!”

King was apparently feverishly web-searching Dumskaya but D.Va said, “Great! Lead the way!”

The girl patted her mitten against her thick coat, “Uliana,” she said,

“...Hana,” said D.Va.

The girl made another high-pitched sound but caught herself, cleared her throat, and managed to get control of herself again. “Come on!” she said, waving them across the park. D.Va and Casino followed, but King and D.Mon hung back, slightly.

“Sounds like a recipe to wake up in a bathtub full of ice,” muttered King under his breath.

“I’m sure they don’t need ice with all this snow,” said D.Mon with a slight smirk. “It’s going to be fine.”

“And if it’s not?”

“Well I guess there will be a messy international incident concerning the ransoming and eventual brutal murders of Korea’s primary anti-Gwishin defense force, is that the conclusion you want me to jump to?” said D.Mon.

King opened his mouth, then furrowed his brow and readjusted his glasses.

“We grab Overlord and get out,” he said firmly.

“Mm-hmm,” D.Mon nodded her head.

-----

Vasily’s was a dive bar but it wasn’t a dive bar. It was warmly lit, had a handful of floral-patterned Slavic tchotchkes, some granny-chic doilies that suggested the place served lunch and tea, and a long garland of fake pine dotted with pink ornaments trailing along the wall. There was definitely a lived-in feeling to the place, but it was offset by an almost persnickety cleanliness. As King pushed the door open, he readjusted his glasses, finding the bar brighter than expected. It was virtually empty, but Overlord was sitting at the bar, having shed his thick coat with the trapper hat in his lap. He was apparently gesturing with several overturned shot glasses on the bar counter and talking to... Casino?

King gave a quick glance to Casino, who was still standing next to him, then glance back at Overlord and his bleach-blonde companion and snorted as she turned her head.

“She does look like you from behind,” he said to Casino.

“Shut up,” said Casino.

“Nadenka!” Uliana called out and then excitedly pointed at D.Va before unzipping her own thick puffer coat and hurrying over for a pecking cheek kiss from Nadenka.

“Sorry for mix-up, Meka Squad,” Nadenka looked over at the four of them.

“You speak english?” said King.

Nadenka made an ‘eeehhhh’ gesture with her hand, “Not very good,” she said with a shrug, and then elbowed Uliana, “Better than this one, though. She didn’t tell you?”

“Ah!” Uliana scoffed, “Hey!” She admonished her in Russian but Nadenka just gave her a smug smirk. 

“I was telling her about that amphibious gwishin mech back in the fall, remember that?” Overlord swung around on their barstool, eyes bright, “The crawler?”

“Yes, we all remember the crawler,” King said quickly, “Now, we should get back to the hotel, before you wander off after another random woman who looks like Casino from behind--”

“But I’m not finished yet!” said Overlord.

“Is true,” said Nadenka, “I want to hear rest of story. I think little blue guy should be D.Va, yeah?”

Uliana gasped as if her girlfriend had just spoken blasphemy, but Overlord just beamed smugly and D.Va snickered a little. 

“...we can stay for the story,” said D.Mon.

“What?” said King, “But--”

“And shots,” said Casino.

“Shots!?” King repeated.

“They got snacks, here?” said D.Va, “Kind of want something salty.”

“Hana--!” King was pressing his fingertips to his forehead but Uliana was already flagging down the exhausted looking bald bartender and feverishly talking to him in Russian. D.Va was able to make out the words ‘D.Va’ and ‘Meka Squad’ in her rapid rant. Within seconds shot glasses and little doily-skirted opened mason jars of pickles were being set out on the bar. “...this isn’t happening,” muttered King, but D.Mon just bumped her shoulder into him. 

“Come on,” she said, “Think of it as... ‘regional immersive research for the Meka program’s future collaborative efforts.’“

“...I’m writing all of you up to our CO,” said King flatly before Casino held out a filled shot glass to him and he sullenly took it. 

“Is this that glitz and glamour you guys are always heading off to?” said D.Va, pushing herself up onto a barstool. 

“It might be,” said D.Mon grinning and taking a barstool next to her, “If you came with us more often.”

“New year’s resolution,” said D.Va, crunching one of the bar pickles.

[egg-and-koji]

“Shadows of a Legacy” A LoK Re-Write - Ch 1

KORRA

“I’m the Avatar, you gotta deal with it!” 

Those were Korra's first words to the White Lotus when they came to investigate the claims of the new Avatar being reborn at the Southern Water Tribe. Sure it might have been a bit cocky but at age six she could already bend earth, water, and fire; although she wasn’t able to bend more than a short puff of flames and levitate a few stones, she did have a good grasp on waterbending thanks to father, Tonraq. 

The previous Avatar, Aang, tasked the Order of the White Lotus with safeguarding the next Avatar until they’d master all four elements. Little did Korra know she’d be locked away with almost no freedom at a compound the order built miles from her home village. Not even her mother, Senna could get the White Lotus assigned to her daughter's care to loosen their grip on said freedom. Korra was grateful, however, to at least have her parents there; she may have still been in the South, but their presence made it feel more like home. 

And since her father was her original waterbending teacher and she accepted his advice openly, it was decided there was no point in anyone replacing him. Korra was tasked with learning the more spiritual and medicinal aspects of waterbending from Master Katara. However, those lessons weren’t very long. In part to Korra lacking any sort of spiritual connection and to Katara’s...withdrawal from the world. 

During her years in training, Korra learned from the best earthbending and firebending masters. Many of them claimed she lacked restraint and discipline. They cited much like Master Katara that she would not become a fully realized Avatar until she mastered the spiritual aspect of the title as well. And yet, she continued to beat every task they expected of her, mastering three of the four elements at seventeen. 

Korra’s hopes of being free of her prison were shattered when her airbending teacher, Master Tenzin, had to, unfortunately, postpone her training. 

Which is why she took matters into her own hands and left the compound for Republic City. She had always heard stories from the fishermen coming back to the tribe after selling their hauls at the city’s port. They said the city had a glow you can see from miles and miles away. 

 And it was breathtaking! The light, the sounds. She’d never seen buildings so tall. They pierced the sky and she swears some of them never stopped growing. The streets were crowded with all kinds of Satomobiles and vendors and all types of people. She figured most who came to the city would abandon their roots, but she couldn’t believe the number of people wearing clothes inspired by the styles of their nations. Everything about the city was amazing and she found herself… a bit disheartened; Master Tenzin and The White Lotus had made it seem like the city was dangerous, but Korra hadn’t run into anything questionable yet.

She did get scolded out by a food vendor when she had no money to pay for a snack-in but her defense, Korra always had someone else take care of that. Then, she met her first homeless guy in the park, and surprisingly, he wasn’t the only one. He explained that it wasn’t unusual for people to live out on the streets. And there she thought everyone in the city was “living it up”. Then was when she met her first Equalist; an anti bender protesting in the park. How easily he got her riled up!

Korra paid him little mind and thought, ‘Whatever people like him are entitled to their stupidity. If you aren’t born a bender than that’s too bad.’

She continued her tour of the city. Momentarily struck by the distinct neighborhoods representing the three major nations. Little Ba Sing Se was not at all that “little” and the Arctic Heights were almost like home, except those buildings were made of white stone to look like ice instead. She wondered if it snowed in the city. 

When she got to the Fire Nation neighborhood, she honestly thought it was going to be “fierier”; at least with a better fitting name than Wuzho Village. But one could understand why the city decided against it. 

Even though Avatar Aang and his friends stopped Fire Lord Ozai and ended The Hundred Year War, the rest of the world needed time to recover and rebuild. After more than 50 years, some people were still mistrustful of Fire Nation citizens, more so firebenders. 

Still, some progress between the populations was being made as Korra met two brothers from a multicultural family; Bolin and Mako; an earthbender and a firebender. Bolin, she decided she could very easily get along with. His brother was in her thoughts, ‘a giant whale-walrus dick’. 

But that was before she stopped a group of thugs from harassing an older man’s business. ‘Listen, you can’t be the Avatar if you’re not ready to give an Avatar beat down’. After that, Bolin invited her to see one of their pro-bending games. 

And the criminals? Yes, she took care of them, but...might have been a bit too aggressive in the process. 

Which ended up with her destroying some prosperity…

And then getting arrested for it…

And almost being sent back to the South Pole…

But thankfully, Councilman Tenzin changed his mind. Korra thanked him profusely and expressed her excitement to begin her airbending training...until he said she had to make her first public appearance as the Avatar. 

And as best as she could remember, The White Lotus did not teach her “public speaking for Avatars.”

170AG - The Next Day

Korra barely ate dinner; not feeling quite herself.  A shame too as Tenzin’s wife made wonderful smelling food; vegetable seaweed wraps, sweet red bean buns, tofu curry. Hmm, I might have to sneak out for fish once in a while. But her stomach probably couldn't have handled any food then. Not unless she wanted it coming back up. She didn’t talk much either, as much as Tenzin’s youngest daughter, Ikki, pestered Korra with a million questions?

“Can you really eat a whole whale?  How does your house not melt if you have a fire in them? Do you have any siblings? Do you turn into a block of ice if you take a bath?”

“Uh, I dunno,” Korra shrugged. A few half-eaten pieces of food lingered on her plate that she pushes around with chopsticks then excused herself from the table early. Her heavy fur boots shuffled along with her steps as she walked out the main building to the female dormitory. The air acolytes bowed to as she passed before continuing on their way. 

Korra chews on her dry bottom lip. Give me someone to fight any day, have me talk in front of a crowd, and well…

She's careful with the sliding door to her room, and changes out of her clothes then flops onto the bed. A knock softly rattles the door to her guest room, pulling her out of worrying thoughts.

“Korra?” Tenzin’s voice comes through the paper panels, “I came to see if you’re alright, you left dinner rather early.”

She jumps up and goes to the door. “Uh, yeah all good,” she says, sliding and leaning on the frame. “Just, uh, wanted to get extra sleep,  ya know ... for the meetings and interviews tomorrow.”

She does her best to appear calm and collected. Her new mentor eyes her suspiciously; aging bluish-grey eyes searching for signs of doubt. “There’s no shame in being anxious to speak to the media. Although, I strongly recommend you stick to the notes we’ve written for you.”

“Oh come on, I’m pretty sure they’ll want to hear what I as the Avatar have to say instead of what somebody else thinks I should say.” She says with a flourish of her wrist.

“Given your  eventful  introduction to the city,” his greying bushy eyebrow arched as he spoke, “It’s in your best interest to gain the peoples’ trust.”

 “Pft,  who doesn’t trust the  Avatar ?”

Tenzin sighs, “As I’m sure you’re now aware that the situation between benders and non-benders has escalated in the past few years. The rise of the Equalists only serves to fan the flames.”

Eh, he does have a point. Remembering the protestor and his crowd at the park makes her veins boil. She grumbles, “Yeah, I know.”

Tenzin’s concern is clear on his face. He places a hand on her shoulder and gives a reassuring pat. She chews on her lip again. Sometimes I forget this whole anti-bender thing has him all worked up. Sure, I'm the reincarnation of Avatar Aang, but...Tenzin's his son; that pressure can’t be easy to deal with.’

She clicks her tongue and gives him a crooked grin, “I’ll do my best.”

With Korra’s confidence, Tenzin relaxes, looking a few years younger. He bows his head and turns to leave.

She throws herself back on the bed. Okay Republic City, let’s see what you got!

The next morning, a crowd of news reporters gathers on the steps of City Hall waiting for Korra to come out. Her polar bear-dog, Naga sticks her head through the open window in Tenzin’s office. The building has a strict “no animals allowed” rule. That’s seal crap. Her eyes follow Korra as she paces. Naga’s ears twitch occasionally and when Korra turns to face her, her tongue flops out the side of her jaws making Korra chuckle. She scratches behind her best friend’s ears, “Oh, to be a polar bear-dog and not have a care in the world.” 

Tenzin and the Republic City Police Chief, Lin Beifong are talking to a few White Lotus sentries out in the hallway. Apparently, they are working with the police to increase security in case any anti-bender protestors show up to disrupt the event. Korra grumbles and leans closer to Naga, “I say let them, I’d be more than happy to prove them wrong on any of their arguments!”

The door opens and Tenzin comes in. “They’re ready for us Korra.”

Korra gently nudges Naga to pull her head back from the window, “I’ll see you outside girl.”

Lights flash as Korra and her escorts walk out of the building. 

“Avatar! Avatar over here!” Several reports shout immediately.

Korra holds her arm over her eyes to block out more flashing lights. Being disoriented isn’t how I planned to make my big debut. Through her hazy vision, she can make out a podium with several microphones strapped around the edge set up at the top of the building’s main steps. 

Tenzin walks up and raises his hands, calming the buzz from the anxious crowd. “Good morning to you all. As I’m sure you’ve heard, the new Avatar has recently arrived in Republic City. We’ve gathered you all to hear her public announcement and to put to rest any... troubling  headlines that may be circulating.” Then he motions for her to step up and moves back to her right. Naga and the chief are at her left. 

Tenzin left the notes for her at the podium. She clears her throat before speaking, “Hello... I'm Korra, your new Avatar.”

More cameras flash and the barrage of questions come flying in faster than she can answer. 

“Avatar, does this mean you've moved to Republic City?” One asks.

“Er, well sort of-”

“Were you trying to send a message to the Triads yesterday?” Another interrupts.

“I thought that was pretty obvious-”

Then another, “Will you be fighting crime or the anti-bending revolution or both?”

“Both?”

“Will you be working with Chief Beifong and the police?”

Korra visibly cringes and whispers to herself. “Not unless I have to…”

She grips the podium, feeling Tenzin’s stress and Chief Beifong’s disapproval. Hoping to backtrack, she flips through the cards. The reporters continue their pressure. “I-uh am honored...to-” She gives up on that card and picks another. Then another. None of these sound like me.

Ugh, forget it!

She takes a deep breath, “Uh, yes, I am definitely here to stay, but honestly... I don't exactly have a plan yet. “See I'm still in training... but-"

Quite murmurs spread through the crowd. Korra continues, deciding on brutal honesty, “look... all I know is Avatar Aang meant for this city to be the center of peace and balance in the world, and I believe we can make his dream a reality. I look forward to serving you! I am so happy to be here. Thank you Republic City!”

Tenzin cuts off any more questions and ushers her away quickly. When they're in his office he pinches the bridge of his nose and says, “I’m not sure why I expected you to stick to the cues.”

“Eh,” Korra shrugs, “I thought I’d wing it. Isn’t that how Aang sort of dealt with things sometimes?”

“I suppose,” he gives it some thought, “but he did have trusted friends and allies for help.”

She bawls her fists to crack her knuckles, “Well, looks like I’m just gonna have to make a new team. And I think I know the first two members.”

[lupienne]

Who’s Number 1?

I realized I never put this older fic up on here. *reads it over* No wonder… Heh. Well, anyway… It’s Sherry x Negan smut. 7,261 words. (Why the fuck is this so long? Editing is your friend, you long-winded idiot.) Possessive Sherry/ switchy Negan. (and comic-based as per usual for me. It’s also set in my ‘Days of his Wives’ timeline but you don’t need to read that.)

And yeah…my smut is about as clunky and unsexy as a pair of granny panties.

Sherry’s hair was tousled and she’d thrown on a wrinkled t-shirt and a short skirt with sneakers. She wasn’t meeting her polished Negan’s wife standard, and she didn’t care.

Negan gave her a disapproving look as she descended the stairs to Sanctuary’s main level. But he kept his mouth shut and loudly drew a few random Saviors over to watch him play ping-pong.

She huffed, crossing her arms over her chest. “Oh, what a great pass,” she said sarcastically as Negan missed and the ball hit the ground inches from her feet.

“Lucky shot,” he mumbled.

She crossed her arms tighter. Shit, it was cold down here. Outside, the snow was flying. She could barely see the fence through the factory windows, and the chained walkers were unmoving blobs. The cold slowed them down, made them sluggish.

It’d been cold in her bed last night too. She’d been about to tuck in for the night, dragging another blanket from Negan’s closet. He followed her into the girl’s room.

“Something you want?” She flopped down the blanket, giving him a sour look.

He was peering at the sixth bed in the room, which Nova had turned into a junk pile. “You girls…uh…don’t use that bed…do you?”

She looked up from making her bed, eyes narrowed in suspicion. “Why?”

“I’ve been thinking-”

“No.”

“What?”

“What you’re thinking, Negan. And the answer is no.”

“But I didn’t even say anything…”

“I know what you’re going to say!” Her voice rose. “You are not bringing another woman in here!”

“I wasn’t going to say that.” He tried playing the innocent card. It backfired, as always. He was the polar opposite of innocent.

“Who?” she said. It didn’t matter. She was just laying out her kindling all around him. Ready to strike a match and burn him down.

“No one…” He shrugged, picking at the hem of his shirt. He sent her a doleful smile. “Well. I had a conversation with one of the new chicks. Charlotte-”

“That red-headed slag? I should have fucking known.”

She’d seen the new Savior girl come in last week. Been a witness to Carson passing her off to old Molly to show her the ins-and-outs of Sanctuary. And Sherry knew Charlotte was just the sort of girl Negan would want to have ins-and-outs with. Long red hair, freckles dappled on her face and arms like a little wild pony for him to tame.

“I wouldn’t describe her like that…” His lips quirked. “She-”

“Conversation, huh?” She sneered. “How ever did she manage to speak when her mouth was full of your cock?”

“Heh. I wish…” Negan shut up in mid-chuckle and backed away from her. His hands up as she came at him with clenched fists. “Whoa, whoa…wait a minute.” He deflected a blow to the crotch. “You crazy bitch, watch where you’re fucking aiming!”

“I am watching!” She kicked him in the shin.

“C'mon, Sherry.”

“Don’t ‘cmon, Sherry’ me!” She screamed. “You think this shit is funny?! We have to devote ourselves to you, and yet, you’re out sleeping around, bringing home who-knows-what goddamn diseases.. and you just fucking brought Amber in!”

And that was it, most of all. She was pushed back to fifth place. Bumped out of her throne by Shanda and Jazzi and teenage jailbait and little Miss Can’t-Do-Wrong Amber…and now? He wanted to shove her into sixth.

Her throat burned with bile.

Negan gave her puppy-eyes. “I’m just fucking with you! Look, I’m not adding any more. Seriously! Sherry, it’s just a joke…”

“You’re always going on about how you want to fuck a redhead.”

“I didn’t sleep with her. I’m not going to. I think she wants me to…but I’m not gonna do that shit! I fuckin’ promise!”

“She wants you to…” She forcefully fluffed her pillow. “You are so goddamn full of yourself. You fucking pig. Get the hell out of my room.”

“Yeah, get out.” Nova’s voice came from behind Negan’s bulk. “You’re in my way. Dickhead.”

The girl shoved past him, her face sullen. She must’ve overheard.

“Fine…” He snorted. “And I fucking mean it. Last thing I need is more goddamn nagging harpies on my ass. In fact, maybe I ought to downsize.”

“Get out.”

He remained rigid. “Get out? This is my fucking house, Sherry, and I don’t have to ask your fucking permission on who’s going to live in it-”

“Get out!”

He slammed their door behind him. Nova and Sherry exchanged a disgusted look, before each retiring to their beds for the night.

He was already gone when she got up in the morning. She had a feeling he’d crash in one of his men’s room that night or make an excuse to hit the road for a few days.

Fucking weak-ass douchebag.

She was even more annoyed that, despite the cold, Negan had taken off his leather coat. His white shirt clinging to his muscles, leather gloves crinkling around the racket. It wasn’t just her eye that was being taken by his attractiveness.

Charlotte was standing on the other side of the table, sandwiched between two elder Saviors who were frequent observers of ping-pong matches. The old man, Orson, was also their door sentry. Charlotte’s long hair was buffeting him in the face repeatedly throughout the match. For every time Negan glanced in her direction, her hair would toss, her lip bit between seductive teeth. Then she would coyly flit her eyes away, flush spreading across her freckles.

A dimple showed in Negan’s cheek every fucking time.

Sherry’s eyes were dark. She knew that smile of his. That look. ‘I’m going to bend you over and fuck you raw, honey.’

Another hair toss. Orson finally stepped away. Charlotte was definitely down for that. She clapped along with the elders when the predictable end of the match came. Negan set down the racket and gave a little curtsy to the weak applause.

“Thank you, thank you. You may resume your daily scheduled tasks.” Such a gracious leader, for letting them stop work just to watch him prance about, feeding his already bloated ego.

How fucking generous.

The crowd broke up as he strutted away. Her vision was blocked by Saviors going this way and that, but she swore she saw a flash of red hair…heading down the same hallway Negan had taken.

You fucking scag. You’d better not even try it.

She was already playing the scene in her mind. Charlotte telling him how great he was at ping-pong! Him pulling her into a storage room and pushing her to her knees. Fisting her red hair, making her choke on him. Telling her he always loved a little fucking ginger.

Firecracker. That’s what’d he call her. Mmm…little firecracker, taking my cock like a pro. Don’t tell my wives…

She growled, but inwardly berated herself. Charlotte was an opportunistic tart, surely, but Negan was no saint in the matter. He encouraged it. It was silly to lay blame solely on the girl. And yet. Her fingernails turned to claws, as her possessive heart disregarded reason, as it filled with rage. Her territory was being breached.

She followed the trespasser, and Charlotte followed Negan. The bitch was tailing him, moving down all the same corridors. Sherry kept back at a discreet distance, letting the beacon of the fiery hair guide her. When he stopped, so did Charlotte, and so too did Sherry. The girl made pathetic attempts to look busy when he chatted up fellow Saviors. Waiting for the opportunity to pounce when he was alone.

Sherry ducked behind a large pipe as Negan stopped towards the entryway of one of the foundry’s many vast rooms. There was a storage closest on the far wall she was quite familiar with, and the sight of its rusted door never failed to get her juices literally flowing. It was a place she and Negan had met in her days prior to becoming his first wife. Trembling with the thrill of discovery, savoring the secrecy of it.

You gonna start another tryst in there today, Neegs?

Charlotte squared her shoulders and approached him. Closer…closer…and then Tara came through the doorway and nearly collided with him. He shoved her lightly, she shoved him back, and they engaged in their typical vulgar banter. Charlotte’s shoulders slumped…mistaking their verbal jabs for flirtation. She quickly turned and headed back down the hallway towards Sherry, trying to look nonchalant.

You dumb bitch.

Sherry slid into the shadows behind the pipe, her fingers trailing it. They came away coated with soot. She frowned and rubbed them off on her wrist…it looked like a bruise in the dim light. Charlotte was getting closer, her feet scraping the ground. Sherry held up her dirt-stained wrist, a sudden idea sparking.

Negan and Tara disappeared through the doorway, still yammering at each other. Charlotte ceased her casual walk and let out a sigh.

“Psst,” Sherry said, peering out from around the pipe.

“Oh! You scared me.”

“Come over here…”

“Um…is something wrong?”

“You don’t know me.” Sherry scrunched her neck into her shoulders, her green eyes wide and flitting fearfully about. “But…I noticed you were following Negan.” She swallowed hard.

“Oh…” Charlotte shook her head. “I wasn’t-”

“I’d stay away from him. He’s bad news.”

“I’m not following him. I was just…walking in the same direction.”

“Yeah. You were.” She sniffled. “I’ve seen it before. Lots of girls want to be a quick side fling. Think they’ll get favors or extra points.”

“What I do is none of your beeswax. And I wasn’t going to-”

Sherry talked right over her. “He’ll fuck you, sure, but that’ll be it. He won’t give you anything else. Might rough you up a little. He uh…tries to go easy on us…because we’re his wives.”

Charlotte stared at her.

“Doesn’t want it to come out how he hurts us. Our ‘husband’…wants to come across as generous and loving. It’s an 'honor’ to be with him. So…he holds back. Girls like you? You don’t mean shit to him and none of you will ever speak out against him.”

The redhead glanced back to the doorway, shifting uncomfortably. “You’re…a wife?”

“Yeah. Worst mistake of my life.” She peered out from around the pipe, gnawing at her lip. “But uh…I didn’t say that.”

“…You guys look like you have it so good.” Charlotte’s eyes dropped to Sherry’s wrist, where it was clutched tightly across the brunette’s chest. “And Negan seems… nice.”

Sherry laughed. “Nice? He just wants to fuck you. Use you.” She shifted her arms, faking a wince of pain. “Please. Just stay away from him.”

The girl’s eyes were still on her faux bruise, and then they trailed along the sooty pipe. Her chin suddenly jutted out. “That…that’s just dirt. And I saw you earlier… your arm wasn’t like that.”

Sherry smirked, stepping out from behind the pipe. “Well. Aren’t you the observant little bitch. You fucking got me.”

The corridor was abandoned. She reached out, grabbing Charlotte’s collar with both hands, and twirled her about, slamming her into the wall behind the pipe. Charlotte gasped.

“Hey!”

Sherry bared her teeth. “I’ll admit it. I got a little theatrical.” She drew the girl away from the wall, slammed her back again. Charlotte grunted, smacking her in the face. Sherry returned the blow, but it was with a closed fist. The redhead yelped.

“But believe me when I tell you…you fuck with Negan…and you will be fucked up.”

“By who? You?” Charlotte panted, her hand curling into a fist.

“Ah-ah-ah… don’t even. You know what happens to people who touch one of Negan’s wives? I say the word and half of your face is gonna be char-broiled.”

Charlotte’s lip quivered as Sherry smiled, a slow cruel spread of the lips.

“Just look at Dwight. You’ve seen him around, yeah? Guy with a burnt face?” Her stomach twisted guiltily, but she ignored it. “He used to be my husband.”

The girl’s fist loosened.

“That’s right. You be a good girl and keep your slutty hands away from my man…and your life will be fucking splendid.” She patted Charlotte’s flushed cheek. “Got it?”

“Y-y-yeah…” The girl fled as soon as she was released. Sherry waited until she was gone until she bent double, stifling laughter in her hand.

Oh my God. That was awesome. That is probably the bitchiest thing I’ve ever done!

She straightened up, shifting her thighs together. Something hot and heavy was curling in her stomach, and it wasn’t her earlier guilt. Oh no…it was something much different…gripping the entirety of her body and darkening her eyes.

Time to mark my fucking territory.

She tracked Negan down. He wasn’t far from the doorway, still bantering with Tara. When he saw her, he dismissed his female lieutenant.

“Next time I see you, you’re gonna be walking with a limp…” Tara smirked, giving Sherry a nod. Negan grunted.

“Get the fuck out of my sight.”

Tara mock-bowed. “Of course, sir. I’ll be sure to add a bag of ice to my scavenging list.”

“Bitch.” He grunted as Tara made her exit. He heaved a sigh and turned his eyes on Sherry. “Ice. Right. Because that’s what you’re fuckin’ here for, right? To bust my goddamn balls?”

“We need to talk.”

“Oh, fuck me sideways – don’t say that. You know how much I dread those four fucking words?”

“In private.” She grabbed his jacket sleeve. “Come along, mister.”

“Sherry, I’m fucking busy.”

“Walk.”

He grunted again, following her back into the hallway.

“Get in there.”

“What the shit, Sherry. Can’t you wait until later? When I’m home?”

“You aren’t coming home. You’re gonna hide tonight.”

“Yeah…and you know why. I don’t want to be walking with a limp.”

“I promise I won’t touch your balls.” That was a lie. But he didn’t have to know that.

Once he was in the storage closet, and the door shut, she turned to give him a severe look. There was a small casement window that let in dim, dusty light. Dust motes floated above their heads. Memories of stifled moans and sweat flooded back to her.

Negan shifted his weight. “Heh. Isn’t this our closet…?”

“Yeah.”

“I see.” He looked away from her. “You brought me in here to fucking tell me you’re leaving, right? Like, where we started is where you’re gonna end it-”

“That Charlotte chick was following you.”

“She was?��

“Oh, don’t play dumb with me, you big fucker.”

“I didn’t see her, and fuck this bush-beating shit, Sherry. Just get to your fucking point.”

“Yeah. Sure, Negan.” She drew closer to him; and his eyebrows raised in apprehension. She noticed his hand was creeping around towards his belt, poised to protect his fragile cojones from her. He yelped as grabbed his lapels with both hands, yanking him down to her.

“Sherry, what the- mpph!”

His words were cut off by her vicious mouth. She batted away the hand at his belt, and began to unbuckle it.

“Mmmph…” He said through her kiss. His eyes went wide as she pulled on his bottom lip with her teeth. She growled, yanking his opened pants down, exposing the curve of his hip. Another yank, and there was his delicious happy trail.

“Sherry…?” He was stock-still, even as she gave another hard yank, leaving him standing with his boxers around his thighs and his junk hanging out. “What…”

“I need your dick in me. Now.”

“Uh…” He grinned like a moron. He took a step back, hiking his pants up. “…this is a trick, isn’t it?”

“Shut up, Negan!”

“You’re mad at me. I don’t want you near my dick.” He started to button up, and she flew at him, shoving him to the wall. Her hand thrust down into his boxers, gripping him in her first. Sliding up, down, her thumb rubbing under the head of his cock.

He shuddered, his hands fluttering in the air, unsure of what to do.

“Sure, I’m mad at you,” she hissed. “When am I not? So, how about we fuck and make up? Extra hard, so I can get all this irritation out of my system.”

He bit his lip, his eyebrows flinching as she continued to rub at his sensitive spot. She knew it was a bit too much stimulation out of the gate. But he was definitely starting to stiffen up. He pried her wrist away.

He nodded towards the door. “People will hear us.”

“Then keep your mouth shut.”

“It ain’t my mouth I’m worried about.”

She pulled off her wrinkled t-shirt and threw it at him. “Gag me, then.”

His eyebrows shot sky-high. His dick was definitely coming to life now. She saw it stir under the denim fabric. She came towards him, eyes glinting. Fuck, she was wet, and she shifted her hips. Swollen, aching.

He took a bandanna out of his pocket, discarding her shirt. “This really isn’t a trick, Sherry? You’re not gonna rip my balls off? Please say you’re not fucking with me.”

“I won’t be fucking with you if you don’t shut up!”

He just stood there like an idiot. She took his hand and pulled it up under her skirt. His breathing quickened when he felt her panties, when he crept one finger inside her slick wetness. She gasped slightly, pressing his hand more firmly against her. “Still think I’m lying to you…?”

“Ok. Ok. Fuck… Shit.” He fumbled to pull the bandanna around her mouth, tying it in a loose knot behind her head.

There was a table against one wall. She remembered that table well. It was solid and sturdy and didn’t make a lot of racket when two people were doing indecent things upon its metal surface. She gasped as Negan suddenly turned her, bending her over it with a rough motion. Equally rough, he yanked her panties and skirt down to her knees. His voice a growl in her ear. “How am I gonna know if it’s too rough for you…?” Her body jolting as he entered in one hard, deep stroke, and she cried into the gag. “Guess I won’t…”

“Mmmmpphh!” Her knees bent inward, her legs quivering. Her hand clawed ineffectively at the metal table. Pain sparked as he stretched her with his thick girth, as he filled her to the hilt.

“Ohhh…you’re so angry at me, Sherry.” He nipped her ear. “I’m gonna really have to fuck this animosity out of you.” He gave her a few, slow easy thrusts to start, letting her adjust – but not for long. Moments later, he had one hand wrapped her throat, her toes nearly leaving the ground with each hard thrust. His thighs connecting with her ass, the smack-smack of his balls against her. She saw stars.

And he was right – she was still filled with animosity. Because this could be Charlotte right now.

“I like you like this…” That deep voice, rumbling through his chest and into her. “Your fucking mouth shut? You should wear this fucking thing all the time.”

Asshole!

“Yeah. You talk way too fucking much. You don’t know your goddamn place. But you know it now, huh, Sher? Bent over and taking my fucking cock!”

You fucking asshole! She screamed through the gag, and he laughed. His hand came down with a loud smack on one of her ass cheeks. She jolted in surprise, screeching into the gag. Another slap to the other side. She shook her head, yelling reprimands into the bandanna.

“Stpphht!”

“Huh? Shouldn’t talk with your mouth full, Sher-Bear. That’s bad manners.” *Whack*. That big hand was gonna leave an imprint.

“Nggggnn!” She writhed under him. He leaned forward, pinning her with the weight of his body. She could hardly breathe.

“Don’t think I’ve gotten all that aggression out of you yet, babe.” He smacked her ass mercilessly. She writhed and struggled, her skin burning. Tears rose in her eyes, and she whimpered.

“Ngggn…stph…stphhh!”

“You gonna be a good girl?” He cooed into her ear, and she nodded. “Huh?” His teeth grazed her neck.

“Y-yessssh.”

He chuckled, leaning back to allow her space. She breathed in hard through her nose. He took her breath away again as he renewed his aggressive thrusts, his arms wrapping her torso and holding her to him. She moaned, the gag wet with spit. Her insides thrumming as his cock hammered into all the right spots. Her eyes rolled back. Fuck! This was heaven.

Ok…maybe I won’t bust his balls. She nearly laughed.

“Good girl,” He groaned. “There’s no need to get so fuckin’ riled up, babe, but fuck me if it ain’t flattering. I ain’t ever gonna risk losing this pussy.”

And… back to wanting to bust his balls again. He was such a scoundrel. Yeah. She liked that. Scoundrel. He’d get a kick out that endearment.

“You like that?” He cooed into her ear before licking tenderly along the column of her neck. She nodded.

“Mmmhmm.”

“Feels so good, huh?”

“Mmhmmm.”

“Yeah. You wanted my cock so bad you fuckin’ tracked me down. You know how fucking hard that makes me? You feel it?”

“Mmmhmmm.”

“You’re so fuckin’ wet for me, aren’t you?”

She snorted. His attempts at dirty talk were always laughable. She didn’t have any spare breath to chuckle. She delved a hand between her legs, rubbing two fingers on her clit. Sparks of pleasure travelled her spine. She wouldn’t last long at this rate.

He roughly grabbed her hand and pulled it away. “Did I say you could touch yourself?”

So much for marking my territory. Her damn territory was marking her! She growled and wrested her hand away. He let it go, but only so he could punish her ass with another stinging slap. She squealed. He grabbed both ass cheeks, digging his nails in and pounding her so hard the table slid several inches across the floor. He let out a deep groan.

She gasped under the onslaught, arching her back, wiggling her hips, squirming to get him in just the right spot to -

“Mmm. Sherry. Your fucking ass is so hot! Can I switch holes?”

She shook her head.

“What was that? Speak up, I didn’t hear a fucking thing you said!”

Another frantic head shake.

“Oh…I think I’m gonna,” he rasped. “I want to hear you screaming through that thing. But just think…no one else will be able to hear you…”

His finger teased her backdoor. She whimpered and tried to rip the gag off. “Nggn! Nnnn!”

He patted her butt with a laugh. “I’m just fuckin’ with you, babe. I ain’t ever gonna sneak in there without express permission. Well… not my dick anyway. I might still give you a little surprise…”

She jolted as his spit-slicked thumb pushed inside her rear. Then he was fucking her again, using the buried thumb as a goddamn handhold. Her head tilted sideways, as she moaned around the strip of cloth in her mouth.

He groped her breasts, gripped onto her thigh. Smack, smack, their bodies collided loudly. Gag or no gag, people would know exactly what was occurring in here. She hoped Charlotte was nearby. Listening, with an ear at the door. Her face as red as her hair with sheer jealousy.

“Hrrddrr,” She groaned through the gag. The metal table was slippery with her sweat. He took hold of her hip and obeyed; her body shunted back and forth.

“Fuck yeah,” he hissed. “You like it rough, huh, you jealous little bitch? I know that’s what this is allll about.”

She growled.

He took hold of her hand and roughly guided it between her legs. “Now you can touch yourself. I want you cumming before this fucking minute is up.”

Who the fuck is in charge here?

Well, it obviously wasn’t her. Her legs quivered as her fingers twisted between her legs. Fuck! His thick finger in her ass…his thrusts rocking her, her swollen nub twitching under her touch…

“You don’t cum soon, and I’m gonna start fucking your ass, Sherry. You want that? I fucking want it, so believe me, I ain’t got shit to lose.”

That thick cock sinking into her ass! Her insides twisted in dread, and anticipation… Her clit twitched under her fingers. Even with the gag, her whimpering cries rang off the walls.

“You’re running out of time, baby.” He bucked against her hard, his breaths ragged. The big motherfucker wouldn’t last long enough to fuck her ass anyway!

She pulled the gag down. “…this ain’t… hard enough…”

“Hey…” He tried to wrest the gag back in place, but it was too much effort. “Alright, babe. How’s this?”

The metal table ground against the floor as it slid forward several inches. She braced herself against it with both hands. Her bones rattled from the impact. He fisted her hair in one hand, yanking her head back, leaving his mark on her neck.

Yes. Give that bitch something to look at!

“Yes…yes…Negan…” She praised him in whimpering moans, and he responded with even more effort to please her.

Pressure built in her core, and she writhed on the table, her hands clenching onto the edge with white knuckles. His balls slapping her, loud delightful smacks, oh, how she loved that sound! The wet sloppy sounds of their sex. His deep, breathy grunts. His fingers leaving bruises. “Fuck, Negan! Right there…” A sobbing cry left her. “Right there, baby, right-” She couldn’t speak any more.

Her climax hit, hard and merciless, taking her breath away. Her walls clenching around him, her clit pulsing under her fingers. Negan chuckled in smug satisfaction.

“Holy shit…” She sprawled slack on the table, struggling to regain her breath. Every cell in her body was flooded with warmth, a firefly glow. Wetness oozed down her thighs. Negan was still grinding away, his breath laboured…he was only a few thrusts away from flooding her further. “Negan…” she said, through her heavy breaths. “Stop.”

“I’m almost there, babe,” He grunted. “…just…a little longer.”

She reached back and shoved at his thigh. “I said stop!”

He grunted again, a slight whine squeaking through his teeth. His thrusts slowed slightly, but he still wasn’t stopping. She clenched a fist and punched him in the hip. “Get off me, Negan! NOW!”

“Fuckin’ fine!” He yelped, and she was left empty on the table as he jolted backwards. She turned to see his face torn between annoyance and desperation.

“You did come in here to fuck with me,” he whined accusingly. “…and I’m so stupid I fell for it-”

“Yeah, you’re stupid,” she said, “but don’t pout just yet, you big fucking baby.”

“I don’t have time for this…” He reached down to grip himself, but she slapped his hand away.

“Did I say you could touch yourself?” She pulled the bandanna from off her neck. “Put this on. You stay quiet like a good little boy…and ole Sher-Bear will make you feel real good.”

He looked doubtfully at the gag.

She leaned back against the table, running a hand seductively between her breasts. “Put it on, Neegs.”

“It’s all… fucking… spitty.”

She licked her lips. “You want my spit on your dick? Then put the fucking thing on.”

It was a wicked delight to watch him tie the gag around his obnoxious mouth. His eyes followed her movements as she folded her t-shirt on the floor… a nice cushion as she sank to her knees. Her cheek pressed alongside his thigh, a sly look thrown. She wasn’t going to tell him…but he was adorable. His brown eyes wide, his big stupid mouth shut.

If only he could be like this all the time… She chuckled aloud.

“Now, you’re going to listen to me, Negan, or I’m going to leave you here with blue balls. You got me?”

He nodded.

“Touch yourself.”

He closed his big hand around his cock and stroked. Groaning through the gag. His hand picking up speed, his hips rocking into his closed fist. Thumb rubbing under the swollen head, circling the slit, smearing his arousal shiny and wet over the tip.

“Yeah, that’s it.”

He breathed harder through the gag, his eyebrows knitting together. His eyes squeezed shut.

“Stop. Don’t you fucking cum yet.”

She smacked his hand when he didn’t listen. He moaned and reluctantly released himself.

She breathed gently on the head of his dick, watching it twitch. Her hands crept up his inner thighs, then cradled his sack in her hand. “I lied…” she said. “I’m touching your balls.”

He laughed.

She rolled his sack in her hand, gently massaging and his shoulders lifted in a sigh. She leaned forward, sucking one ball into her mouth, her tongue caressing the tender flesh. He sighed again, and she felt him shiver. Her hand pressed his dick to his belly and she trailed her tongue along the underside, until she reached a particular spot. A sensitive little gem where his foreskin connected to his shaft – a spot that drove him fucking crazy. She licked upon it, and he jolted in his boots. The gag was no match for his loud groan.

“Mmmm, yeah.” Her tongue slathered all over his head, then back to that spot. He breathed hard, his hands kneading into her hair. His dick twitched against her lips, the salty taste of his arousal was on her tongue. “You like that, Negan?”

He nodded. Oh, he more than liked it.

She smiled, placing a sweet kiss on his tip. “I got a question for you, Neegs. Did you jerk it thinking about her?”

He shook his head, but she knew that was a lie. She could picture him in the bathroom, bracing one hand against the wall while he stroked himself, thinking about Charlotte’s red hair, thinking about how he had plenty of fluids to douse that 'firecrotch’ of hers!

She frowned, placing a finger on the tip of his dick and moving it in slow circles, his cock moving with it. “Now, now. You know what good boys don’t do, Negan? Good boys…”

She drew her hand back. “Don’t! Tell! Fibs!” Each word was punctuated with a sharp, stinging smack to the head of his cock.

He yelped and stepped away from her. Swiftly, she grabbed hold of his balls. He froze in place, his eyes wide.

He pulled down the corner of the gag. “You…you fuckin’ said you weren’t gonna hurt my balls-”

“I never said that.” She stroked a thumb along his scrotum, still keeping a firm hold. “I said I wouldn’t touch them, and well… I already broke that promise, didn’t I?”

“Sherry-”

“Shut up, and put that thing back on.” She tightened her grip, and he flinched. His fingers touched her wrist, and she hissed. “Get your fucking hands off me, Negan.”

“Bitch, you hurt me and-”

She gripped even harder, and his shoulders cringed, a breathy whine of pain came through his teeth. “Don’t you threaten me. You do what I say and your boys will be just fine. Put the gag on.”

He did.

“Tell me the fucking truth this time. You blow your load thinking about her?”

He nodded.

“Yeah. I knew it! How many times?”

He raised a finger.

“You are full of shit!” She tightened her hand, and he hastily put up two more fingers.

She stood up slowly, still clasping his sack in a tightening grip. Her lips pressed to his chin, and she purred. “You are such a lying motherfucker.”

“Ididnkeepcount-” he spoke through the gag.

“That’s a more honest answer, you goddamn pervert. I almost believe you. Well, you can wrestle little Negan all you want over her… but if you put one finger on that little slut…” She tightened her hand, and he shook his head frantically.

She chuckled and slowly slid back down to her knees, releasing her tight grip on his balls and gently rubbing the affronted flesh. Another chuckle. “Oh Neegs…you love getting your balls busted, don’t you?” His dick was dripping precum like a leaky faucet.

He didn’t answer that one. She touched her tongue to his tip, lapping up the dripping arousal, and pulling away to stretch it between tongue and head. Her green eyes peering up at him. The string broke, splattering wet on her chin. She wiped it away, and dipped her head to take him as deep as she could. Just brushing the threshold of her gag reflex.

He moaned. She couldn’t take his entire length like Shanda, and she rarely tolerated face fuckery the way Nova or Amber did. A hand slid under his tshirt, her fingers curling on his belly. Fuck! His deep groans, muffled… his muscles tensing under her fingers, the gag pulled taut between his perfect teeth. She couldn’t blame Charlotte for trying. Her man was hot as fuck.

She set her hand on his thigh while she bobbed her head, feeling the quivers go through him. He wanted to thrust, she could tell, and his hand was trembling too as he clenched it onto the back of her head. She drew back, cooing, “You’re being such a good, good boy, Neegsy…”

“Mmmmhmmm,” he agreed through the gag.

“You wanna cum so bad, don’t you?”

“Mmmhmm!”

“Heh.” Slowly, she circled her tongue around his head. Kneading his balls in both hands. His muffled sounds were making her throb, and she drew a hand down to curl two fingers into her wetness. They were a poor substitute for his cock, but it felt good anyway. His breathing was getting heavier and heavier. His hips jerking in sporadic, twitchy motions. He was close, and she teased him right to the edge before pulling back. His hand went iron-rigid in her hair, trying to hold her against him, and she gave a sharp, startling nip to his foreskin.

A yelp was muffled into the gag, and his hand sprang away from her. She laughed as she leaned back to catch her breath. “Bad boy!”

“Sowwy,” he mumbled.

She smiled cruelly. “Awww. You were so close, huh? Poor Neegs, he wants to blow his load sooo bad. I wonder how long you would’ve lasted with ole Charlotte in here? Thirty seconds before you were painting her face?”

He scowled, then shuddered as she blew a stream of warm air against his aching cock. “We wouldn’t want to get cum all in that pretty red hair of hers, would we?”

She chuckled as his look of annoyance deepened. She withdrew her fingers from herself, slick from her arousal. Her eyes on his, she sucked them into her mouth.

“Take that gag off,” she whispered as she plied her fingers into her lower lip. “I want to hear you when you blow.”

He pushed the bandanna down. “You better start fucking sucking then…”

“I didn’t say you could talk.” One wet finger trailed feather-light up the underside of his dick, and she scraped her fingernail ever-so-lightly across his frenulum. He shivered, gritting his teeth.

Her other hand was delving between her legs again, her fingers slick and wet and warm, and then feeling their way up the back of his thigh and to his ass.

He yelped as she pressed one finger inside him. “S-s-shit!”

His cock twitched and his ass clenched around her finger. She chuckled. “Oh my.”

“Fuck, that hurt, you goddamn bitch! Maybe warn me next-fucking-time?”

“Ok. I’m warning you.” She grinned evilly, before working another finger in alongside the first. He jumped like a lit firecracker.

“Shit! Dammit, Sherry…oh…ohhh. Fuck!”

Her finger curled inside him, finding that treasured spot, stroking upon his prostate. And her mouth, hot and wet, latching onto his swollen head, tongue flitting against the underside. Her hand gripping him and stroking as she worked her mouth up and down.

“Fuck…fuck yeah…” he moaned. Panting, his head tilting back.

“How’s that feel, big boy?”

“Feels fuckin’ amazing…” He grit his teeth, forcing himself to meet her eyes. “Er… but don’t tell the other girls. Um.. about the fingers in the butt thing and all.”

“Gimmie a break, I know Nova and Shanda have stuck bigger things than a finger in your poop chute.”

His cheeks went red, and she snorted in laughter.

“Just…just suck my dick. I got shit to do.”

She ignored him, thrusting her fingers harder inside him. Her hot breath a tease on the swollen head, which had turned a dark, desperate red.

“C'mon… put that dick in your mouth!”

She merely teased him with light touches of tongue. Little licks and taps here and there. His dick was like granite, the veins standing out rigid. “You wanna cum? You want ole Sher-Bear to suck your balls dry?”

“Uh huh, Sher. I wanna cum.” He grit his teeth. “Please…”

Oh, she loved when he begged. She sucked on his sack, leaving a round stinging mark. He jolted and moaned, and his ass tightened around her thrusting fingers.

“Fuck!”

She narrowed her eyes up at him, her grin devilish. Her lips dragged slowly along the side of his dick. Nipping gently at each rigid vein.

“Sherry, Sher-Bear…c'mon.” He whimpered, and activated his most epic set of puppy-dog eyes, his lip jutting out in a pout. “Please…please…I need your goddamn mouth on me.”

She snickered. He was so pathetic she almost wanted to get up and leave, letting him jerk himself to an unsatisfying end. She pressed a finger hard into his prostate and he shuddered, a whine in his throat. Grinding himself into her fingers, his hips thrusting in weird, sporadic jerks, like he’d get some kind of friction from the very air.

“Oh, big boy is so desperate, isn’t he?” She cradled his cock alongside her cheek. “Ok. Since you asked nicely…”

“Yeah…fuck yeah…” He shuddered and kneaded at her hair as her mouth encased his dick, slurping and bobbing along the hard length. She didn’t protest when he gripped harder, rocking himself into the depths of her mouth. She gagged slightly, drawing back.

“Shit. Sorry…”

She ignored him, swallowing his tip again, her hand pumping his shaft in time to her hard suckling. Driving her fingers more aggressively into him. His moans were raining down on her. If Charlotte was outside, she was surely rooted to the spot, her ears ringing with his ecstasy… the ecstasy Sherry was bringing him.

Negan’s hand tightened in her hair, and she felt his dick getting harder in her mouth. Quickly, she pulled back, leaving his cock quivering in mid-air. He whimpered through panting breaths. “S-Sherry…f-f-fuck…don’t stop…not now!”

She leaned back, stilling her fingers inside him. Her gaze locking on his. He was sweating, his eyes panicked. Locked right on the edge of orgasm, every nerve twinging like a live wire.

“You think that hussy can do you like I do?” She hissed. “You want to run around, fucking every pussy you see?”

He bit his lip, afraid to answer, and she hissed again. “You gonna bring that bitch home?”

“No! I already said I fuckin’ wasn’t!” He tried to wrest her head back to his cock. She jerked her head away and he released her hair.

“No? You gonna fuck her? You gonna bring her in here and hump her dirty little mouth?”

“Fuck no. Look, I ain’t-”

“Tell me, Negan,” she purred. Leaning forward, enclosing her lips softly around his cock head. Tongue flitting over salty, silky smooth skin. Her finger stroking inside him.

He moaned low in his throat, his dick twitching upwards several times.

“Careful, Neegs. You’re gonna cum and it’s not going to be any good…” She smiled, and the motion of her lips made his cock twitch again. His entire body tensed.

“Sherry, please…”

“I want to hear you say it. Tell me. Who’s your number one?”

“You.”

“Louder.”

“You are!”

She pulled his cock up, tapping her tongue on his sensitive underside. He shuddered, his hands clenching and unclenching helplessly, his teeth grit. A whimper squeaking out between his teeth.

“Fuck…fuck…I’m gonna cum…!”

“Who’s your number fucking one, Negan? Who’s the one who makes you cum the best? Huh? That fucking slut…?”

“You, Sherry!” He moaned. “You’re my number one!”

“If I asked, you’d get rid of all of them, wouldn’t you?”

He nodded. “Uh-huh. Yeah!”

“Right…” She snorted and tightened her hand around his base. A tight squeeze. Fitting the silken head into her mouth. And then she bombarded him with fierce pleasure – sharp, smooth strokes to his cock, her mouth caressing him, taking him deep. Her fingers dug into his ass and fucking him relentlessly.

“Fuck!” he cried. He gripped a fistful of hair, his hips rocking feverishly against her face. She let him, let him breach her gag reflex, let him choke her, his sweaty stomach smearing her forehead, his body quivering under her, his scent overwhelming, and then hot, relentless gushes of fluid flooding down her throat.

Tears were running down her face when he stumbled back, her fingers pulled from him. He flopped back-first onto the table in a big, sweaty, panting pile of man.

“Oh s-s-shit!” He gasped. One of his big hands flopped onto his heaving chest. She stood up, her legs quivering. Coughing into her hand, the taste of him in her mouth. Her throat felt a bit sore, but overall, there was a wicked glow all throughout her. Seeing him sprawled out like that, spent and red-faced and his dick turning into a limp noodle… and knowing she was the cause of all that exhaustion?

She stepped forward, running her hand up his thigh, and took hold of his softening cock. Her thumb traced circles on the head, still wet from her mouth. He flinched, his hand pushing on her wrist.

“Fuck! You know it’s too sensitive right now, Sher.”

She grinned, pushing his hand away. “You seem to be mistaken about who owns this dick, Negan.”

He sat up, frowning down at her. Her other hand came up and rubbed at his well-spent balls.

“Who owns it?” She gave a light squeeze, and he grunted.

“Easy on the balls, huh?” He tried to pry her wrist away, but she tightened her grip. “Come on, Sher! You know Tara isn’t going to find any fuckin’ ice out there!”

She laughed. “Fucking answer me!”

“You do, babe. You got my dick thoroughly pussy-whipped.”

“Yeah, that’s right, you scoundrel.”

He started to laugh, and she pressed a finger to his lips. “And don’t you forget that. You remember that when you’re jerking yourself over that red-haired hussy. You remember the woman who’s going to put up with you and your shit. When everyone else would just leave you alone to keep jerking it forever.”

She let go of his junk, and he slid off the table to put himself together. Her tshirt was even more wrinkled than before. She slid it on, pulling up her disheveled skirt and panties. She walked out of the closet knowing she smelled like sex, and knowing the glow was all upon her. She didn’t come out like the old days, furtively peeking and scurrying out of the sight of prying eyes.

“Well… guess I should get back to work.” He looked as well-fucked as she did.

She smirked. “Yeah. Guess so. You coming home tonight?”

“…only if I’m forgiven. I’m fuckin’ forgiven, right?”

“You’re fucking forgiven.”

“See you tonight, then.”

They went their separate ways. Sherry headed back the way she’d came. And as she passed the pipe along the wall, she noticed a quick movement.

Charlotte, hiding back there. Her face as red as her hair.

[pftones3482]

I was thinking about the Balmera episode and how Keith got the doors to work and I was just wondering...what would happen if Lance had done it? And then I was like...okay but what if Altean Lance had done it? And then this happened (under a cut for length)

Lance frowned, guiding his eyes along the panel in front of him and furrowing his brows. “Hmm…nope…maybe…”

He winced and started pressing at random buttons before glancing over at Keith. “I don’t know what I’m doing over here,” he admitted. “It’s all Galra gibberish.”

Keith scooted over. “Let me see.”

He studied the panel for a moment before nodding. “You said maybe on the handprint, right?”

Lance bit his lip. “Yeah, but what if it sets off an alarm?”

Keith ran a hand over his jaw, weighing the pros and cons. “Well…they already know we’re on the planet. Worst case scenario, we have to just destroy the hangar and hope the Balmera survives. Best case scenario-”

“The doors close and we leave,” Lance finished with a nod. “Okay. Worth a shot. If it goes wrong, I’m blaming you.”

Keith rolled his eyes and Lance settled his palm over the handprint emblem, waiting with baited breath. For a moment, nothing happened, and the boys grinned, certain that they had found the solution.

“INTRUDER ALERT! ALTEAN INTRUDER ALERT!”

Lance paled and ripped his hand away from the console, fingers flying up to his helmet. “Allura? Are you and Coran okay?”

Allura’s voice came back in milliseconds, rushed and a little confused. “Yes of course. Why wouldn’t we be?”

Keith looked out the window and swallowed at the sight of all the sentries marching towards the control room. “Lance, the alert…was triggered in here.”

He turned back to Lance, eyes cautious, and Lance stumbled back from the device, mouth dry. “I don’t….I didn’t-”

Crashes came from outside the room and Keith cursed, slamming his own hand down on the print and watching as the doors shut. “We have to go,” he ordered, not questioning anything for the time being. “Come on.”

He swung his sword through the console and pulled Lance out through the opposite set of doors, the ones that didn’t have sounds coming from behind it, and they sprinted down the corridor together until the sound of chasing sentries died behind them. Keith tugged him into a small alcove of the Balmera to wait out any stragglers and Lance immediately dropped into a squat, ripping his helmet off and digging his hands into his hair. Keith hesitated, glanced at his hand, and then knelt cautiously next to his teammate, pulling off his own helmet and disabling contact with the team for a moment. “Lance?” he tried, resting a palm on his knee.

He flinched at Keith’s contact, fingers trembling in his hair, and Keith bit his lip. “Lance, it’s okay. Hey.”

Lance’s eyes flickered up to Keith and the blue paladin took a shaky breath, the air he exhaled breaking. “What the hell was that?” he managed to croak out.

Keith licked his lips nervously, glancing out from the alcove and straining his ears to try and detect any oncoming enemies. “I…I don’t know,” he admitted. He looked back to Lance, body softening. “Lance, that was an alert system specifically for…for Alteans.”

Lance’s breath hitched and he choked, curling in on himself even more and trembling under Keith’s hand. “I know,” he whimpered.

“Are you-?”

“I don’t know.”

They fell silent, Keith sinking into a proper sitting position and leaving his hand on Lance’s knee, rubbing his thumb in circles over it. A pair of sentries ran past at one point, making him glad that they had stopped speaking, but after a few minutes the silence became unbearable and Keith felt the need to relieve the tension. “Well…if you are…that’s okay, isn’t it?”

Lance lifted his head, dragging one hand through his hair and down, brushing the tears that had streaked their way over his cheeks. “What do you mean?”

Keith shrugged, bumping their legs together gently and trying for a smile. “I mean…Allura and Coran are pretty great. You might be royalty, who knows! And um…shape…shifting?”

Lance chuckled softly, nudging Keith with his foot and dropping his other hand, curling his fingers together and staring at his hands like he had never seen them before. “You suck at cheering people up.”

Keith rolled his eyes, slapping at Lance’s knee halfheartedly. “At least I’m trying, princey.”

“Yeah.”

Lance looked up with such a fond smile that Keith was momentarily taken aback; that smile was reserved for Hunk and Pidge alone, and he had never found himself on the receiving end of it. It faded after a moment and Lance’s eyebrows furrowed instead. “You made it work. You made…Galra censored tech work.”

Keith winced, having been thinking the very same thing for the last ten minutes or so, and turned his head away. “I um…I’d rather you not mention that detail to anyone,” he murmured. “Not until I…I mean…”

“Hey.”

He glanced over at Lance to see the fondness back, if a little gentler. He reached out and squeezed Keith’s hand, shrugging. “You saved my ass back there. I won’t say anything. Not if um…not if you don’t say anything.”

Keith lifted an eyebrow, trying for teasing. “You don’t want to tell them? Get on Allura’s good side?”

Lance’s smile faltered and he pursed his lips. “Not now,” he said seriously. “Not until I’m positive…until we’re positive.”

Keith’s lips twitched and he forced down the blush on his cheeks. “We, huh?”

Lance shrugged like it was obvious. “I’ll help you figure this out,” he said, gesturing to Keith’s body, “if you help me with myself.”

Keith smiled and nudged Lance’s knee with his own, tilting his head in acknowledgment. “Deal.”

Lance took a deep breath and slid his helmet back on, assuring the team quickly that he and Keith weren’t dead and were just hiding out before standing and offering Keith a hand. He took it and Lance pulled him up, and he realized with a start that the alcove he had pulled them into was much smaller than he had realized at the time; they were basically chest to chest.

Lance didn’t seem fazed, just held up his bayard and cocked an eyebrow. “Wanna go kick butt?”

Keith held his hand out against his hip, his own bayard flashing into existence. “Is that even a question, your highness?”

[terryblount]

Call of Duty Modern Warfare March 26th Update has fixes & tweaks to Battle Royale, full release notes

Infinity Ward has announced that a new update for Call of Duty: Modern Warfare and Call of Duty Warzone will release later today. In addition, the team has revealed the full release notes for the March 26th update.

Going into more details, this patch adds a new Coalition Operator, Talon. It also adds the NVG Infected Multiplayer Mode. In this mode, survivors have a thermal sight and limited NVG battery, and they’ll have to survive the Infected in the Dark.

Moreover, this patch brings some fixes and tweaks to the game’s battle royale mode, Call of Duty Warzone. For instance, it fixes various and potential exploits. It also makes it easier to see which item is selected while using a Buy Station. Not only that, but players will now get a kill when someone that you’ve downed, disconnects from the game.

As always, Battlenet will download this update once it becomes available. Below you can also find its complete changelog.

Call of Duty Modern Warfare March 26th Update Release Notes

WHAT’S NEW:

New Coalition Operator, Talon!

Khandor Hideout 24/7 Playlist in Modern Warfare Multiplayer!

NVG Infected Multiplayer Mode – Infected in the Dark. Survivors have a thermal sight and limited NVG battery, but the Infected can see in Dark. Realism damage, so make those headshots count!

Plunder: Blood Money – Guaranteed cash drops on all kills. Bounty Contracts and Finishing Moves pay extra cash!

GENERAL FIXES:

When using a Tactical Insertion in the crawl space near the oil derrick on Rust, the player will spawn elsewhere on the map instead of where the Tac Insert was placed. This patch fixes this issue.

When using KBM, the navigation arrows used to change which Season you’re viewing go in the wrong direction. This update fixes this issue.

Fixed a bug where the killcam showed the player they were killed by Thermite rather than underbarrel thermite

In some cases, Xbox players might experience in-game stuttering after the console has been in Rest Mode and the “Instant On” setting is enabled. This patch fixes this issue.

Fix for a bug where players could see Daily Challenges rewarding duplicate rewards instead of XP

We now show weapon and equipment counts in the killcam. If a player was using Stopping Power, then the ammo count will be orange to denote this. We also show whether a player was using Dead Silence in the killcam as well

Since the 3/10 update, some players could encounter white flashes of light/VFX when shooting/standing near a wall, object, or another player. This patch fixes this issue.

Weapons:

Increased the max travel time for Crossbow bolts from 3 seconds to 6 seconds for longer distance shots

Bolt action rechamber will no longer be retriggered if interrupted after the round has been ejected (this fixes an issue with redundant bolt action rechambers after weapon switches)

Removing inaccurate attachment description from Solozero NVG Enhanced Scope: “Optic glint visible to enemies”

Perks:

Amped: Increased Amped reload speeds for the Strela-P, PILA, and JOKR

E.O.D: Damage resistance fixes and tuning:

Fixed an issue where Thermite equipment was not showing the damage resistance icon even though damage resistance was being applied

Stuck Thermite and Thermite bolts no longer have their damage reduced

Field Upgrades:

Field Upgrade Pro: Stopped cases where failed Field Upgrade placements would cause equipment to be used

Tactical Insert: Added broken Tactical Insert icon that is shown when the Tac Insert is destroyed

Deployable Cover:

Shotguns now destroy Deployable Cover with 3 melee hits

Added damage stats for vehicle and thermite damage

Fixed a bug where placing Deployable Cover on a door two times would allow the door to be moved

EMP Drone: Allow the EMP Drone to be used at the start of a new round in multi-round game modes

Stopping Power: We’ve doubled the amount of Stopping Power ammo given to Akimbo weapons

PC:

Stun Grenades are now less intense

Several fixes to prevent crashes and improve stability

Campaign: While on Embassy, at the Green Beam checkpoint, players would not be able to progress in the mission after using the drone strike. This patch addresses this issue.

Special Operations:

Operation Strongbox. Fix for the vault location/crypto key objective markers not displaying on the Tac-Map

Operation Strongbox. Fixed a bug that prevented guided rockets from locking onto the enemy helicopter

Operation Brimstone. Fixed a bug where objective icons were not appearing on the Tac-Map

Operation Crosswind. Fix for sometimes jumping out of the plane into an out of bounds area

Operation Crosswind. Fix for enemies not spawning in the plane if one player is outside of the plane during the regroup

Operation Headhunter. Fix for Cruise Missile marking teammates as enemy targets

Operation Just Reward. Fix for stealth being automatically broken when retrying the Operation

Operation Just Reward: Enemy sentries will no longer shoot players parachuting in

Rebalanced explosive damage against Juggernauts

Fix for a bug where the Double Time Perk was not awarding the correct speed bonuses

Fixed a camera bug that could sometimes drift off the while in the pickup truck

Fix for icons not appearing correctly when using UAV

Fix for exploit involving molotovs and munitions crates

Also fix for High Alert not triggering on suicide bombers or juggernauts

Fix for throwing knife not killing enemies in 1 hit

Fix for players respawning with empty ammo clips/magazines

Also fix for enemy melee attacks ignoring player armor

Fix for Restock perk not showing grenades recharging

Fix for Suicide Bombers playing their VO too frequently

Ground War

Fix for a bug that resulted in a player falling through the map upon spawning on a tank as it became full

Warzone:

New weapons are available on the ground and in Supply Boxes: 725 Shotgun, MK2 Carbine (Marksman Rifle),  EBR-14 (Marksman Rifle) and the .50 GS (Handgun)

Players who disconnect in Last Stand will now drop their items when leaving the game

Fix for a bug where the animation for the player equipping a gas mask will interrupt and block players from deploying their parachute

Tuned close up shotgun damage to prevent a single shotgun blast from downing a fully armored player. Stopping power can still make this happen

Added Warzone specific controller button layouts. The Bumper Ping and Bumper Ping Flipped layouts will allow those playing Warzone with a controller to use the Ping feature more efficiently

Plunder:

Players can no longer stack self-revive kits

Players that are spectating still get plunder payouts from contracts but at only 40% of the value that living players receive

Fixes to help prevent hitching when interacting with Cash Deposit Helicopters and Recon Contracts

Battle Royale:

Fix for a rare bug that allowed players to equip two riot shields if they had two different camos, but only one would appear on the player

Made it easier to see which item is selected while using a Buy Station

Updated button layout for equipment while using gamepad

Fixed a bug for players are not receiving a banner on the top right of the screen for allies or enemies initiating kill streaks

Prevent bullets that hit the riot-shield from depleting player armor

If a player flies the Recon Drone out of bounds, the player will hear the out of bounds countdown timer but will not see the countdown splash on their screen. This patch fixes this issue

Fix for various and potential exploits

Field Upgrades: Fixed a bug where some Field Upgrades were not ending at the end of the pre-match

Players will now get a kill when someone that you’ve downed, disconnects from the game

Reduced the amount of cash given for averting a bounty

Increased price of Loadout Drop within the Buy Station to $8,500

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Chapter 1 for Untitled Tamlin-focused ACOTAR Fanfic

This is my first ever fanfic for ACOTAR, so please be gentle. Warning, this is a pro-Tamlin healing arc fanfic. If you're not a fan of Tamlin, scroll on.

Trigger Warnings: Slight su*c*dal ideation, depression

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Tamlin wondered what day it was, awakening to the sun spearing into his eyes through broken slats. A huff blew through his nose, deepened and heavy by the huling shape of his bestial form. 

Having golden fur didn’t help, his pelt sucking in all the light in an auric bloom and making it difficult for him to look at himself. 

Well, more difficult…

He had stopped bothering to clamor up the steps to his own bed at night, opting  to let the weight of melancholy send him huddling into the corner of his foyer. It was cold, and it bothered him, but he didn’t deserve much warmth. 

Didn’t deserve much of anything actually, beyond incessant tirades from the High Lord of the Night Court and the occasional drop off from Lucien; a friend that was wasted on him. 

The High Lord of Spring ran his long beast-tongue over his teeth; he was glad Lucien had found true friends in this so-called Band of Exiles he had formed. The name was fitting, but Tamlin hoped that Jurian and that mortal queen would treat him better than he had.

Tamlin tucked into himself more, as if to brace himself for the great mental fall into his own dread. Everyone had fled, left his service, left his side, all for the things he had done and allowed to be done on his watch. Whipped sentries, predatory priestesses, letting the devil Hybern slither through his land to poking holes in the walls, and rend Children Of the Blessed apart like crows with corpse-flesh.

Such an immense, spectacular failure would be emblazoned in the history books soon enough, and Tamlin would probably also be cursed to see it consumed and discussed by the next generation of Fae. He couldn’t starve himself, couldn’t let dehydration sap him to a husk, and every beast and briggand he had come across during the days he actually got up to patrol, were all no match for even a sliver of his magic and strength.

Such is the strength of the High Lord, especially of Spring; “blessed” to never wilt. Doomed to never die a “passive” death.

High Lord. The one thing Tamlin never wanted to be, and the thing that Rhysand and his father damned him to become.

Tamlin heard a sound of wind rumbling through leaves; the unmistakable sound of winnowing. It came from down the hall past the stairs, and the High Lord braced himself for Rhysand and more of his half hearted attempts to reach out.

And indeed, a fae did march in with dark hair and eyes of glimmering night, but he was barely two feet tall and had a set of dark pajamas ordained with stars. Two vestigial wings peaked out from behind him, and he held a plush night-beast in his tiny hands.

Tamlin swallowed, caught somewhere between genuine curiosity and terrible dread as the boy turned and gazed at him, eyes wide as he took in the High Lord of Spring’s animal shape. 

He braced for a wail, a cry of fear at the sight of him, but it ever came. Instead, the boy smiled and made his way down the hall in a slow but resolved toddle, his intent clear as he dropped his toy to free his hands.

Out of instinct and a spark of hatred from the boy’s resemblance, Tamlin craned his neck and growled, teeth flashing in the light of day. But the boy only paused, cocked his head to the side, then kept right on walking until he was inches away.

 Either the child was too young to yet know fear, or the Illyrian in him refused to let him back down, to ignore the danger in the pursuit of his goal. And he indeed reached it, pushing his small hands against Tamlin’s muzzle and running his fingers through the fur.

At the touch, Tamlin was utterly paralyzed, save for one twinge of the nose as he sniffed the air above the boy’s head.

He knew who this was, knew it in his blood and heart and bones, the smell a mixture of a familiar pair that had melded into something new.

It was his son. 

This was Rhysand’s son…by Feyre. 

The Heir to the Night Court was in was manor, and he was fucking petting him.

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I dunno if this is the end of the chapter, but we'll see as it develops xP

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Vivint Helps Protect Packages with Vivint Doorbell Pro

Vivint products have made my home much smarter and more secure. The company keeps innovating, recently announcing the Vivint Doorbell Camera Pro. “Customers want us to do more than just record and report crime—they expect us to help prevent it,” said Matt Mahar, vice president of cameras at Vivint Smart Home.

The new camera allows users to see tall visitors as well as packages left directly below with the 180-degree vertical and horizontal field of view, along with a 1:1 aspect ratio. The Smart Sentry analytics will detect a package being left and activate deterrent features. A flashing red LED light ring and a warning tone alerts the person they have been spotted. My outdoor camera on the driveway also utilizes the Smart Sentry technology and will startle visitors that are not prepared for it. The camera will still include all of the great features of the current model, but it adds peace of mind by helping to protect packages. In a world of online shopping, this will prove to be a fantastic feature.

For more information visit Vivint.com

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 Jeep Wrangler 2007-2017 Key Programming Procedure

At the time of purchase, the original owner is provided with a four-digit Personal Identification Number (PIN). Keep the PIN in a secure location. This number is required for authorized dealer replacement of keys. Du- plication of keys may be performed at an authorized dealer or by following the customer key programming procedure. This procedure consists of programming a blank key to the vehicle electronics. A blank key is one that has never been programmed. NOTE: When having the Sentry Key® Immobilizer System serviced, bring all vehicle keys with you to an authorized dealer. Customer Key Programming If you have two valid Sentry Keys®, you can program new Sentry Keys® to the system by performing the Following procedure: 1. Cut the additional Sentry Key® Transponder blank(s) to match the ignition switch lock cylinder key code.

2. Insert the first valid key into the ignition switch. Turn the ignition switch to the ON/RUN position for at least three seconds, but no longer than 15 seconds. Then, turn the ignition switch to the LOCK position and remove the first key.

3. Insert the second valid key into the ignition switch. Turn the ignition switch to the ON/RUN position within 15 seconds. After 10 seconds, a chime will sound. In addition, the Vehicle Security Light will begin to flash. Turn the ignition switch to the LOCK position and remove the second key.

4. Insert a blank Sentry Key® into the ignition switch.Turn the ignition switch to the ON/RUN position within 60 seconds. After 10 seconds, a single chime will sound. In addition, the Vehicle Security Light will stop flashing. To indicate that programming is com- plete, the Vehicle Security Light will turn on again for three seconds and then turn off. The new Sentry Key® is programmed. The Remote Keyless Entry (RKE) transmitter will also be pro- grammed during this procedure. Repeat this procedure to program up to eight keys. If you do not have a programmed Sentry Key®, contact your authorized dealer for details.

NOTE: If a programmed key is lost, see your authorized dealer to have all remaining keys erased from the system’s memory. This will prevent the lost key from starting your vehicle. The remaining keys must then be reprogrammed. All vehicle keys must be taken to an authorized dealer at the time of service to be reprogrammed.

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Onsite At Home or Business Computer Repair Service

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Onsite At Home or Business Computer Repair Service

RAComputers-as soon as upon a time had been considered to be virtually pricey system and might be used best by way of technically savvy humans. But, in recent times even youngsters to appear to recognize an entire lot about them. A few years in the past best a splendid business or workplace would have wished a computer or desktop restore service like a Huntsville computer restore store. Nevertheless, today almost every unmarried home has a pc or a computer and needs domestic laptop repair service at some point or any other. If your laptop became in want of restore, you’ll need to disconnect your mouse, keyboard, monitor, modem and other peripherals attached to it and convey it to a Huntsville computer repairs keep. Then you needed to wait a week to come back lower back and select it up.

Nowadays numerous distinct companies have set up mobile laptop restore shops. These companies offer convenient onsite and at domestic computer repair offerings. Companies like Rocket City Computers are now supplying cellular at home or business pc repairs in Huntsville AL. These PC restore offerings supplied by using those organizations can range from basic computer troubleshooting and repair to custom constructed computer systems, components sales, server setup, stressed out and wi-fi community setup community monitoring and more. Good cellular onsite at domestic laptop pc restore offerings corporations usually take right care of their customer and abide by a client pleasure assured coverage. So whether you’re a residential or a commercial enterprise purchaser they will deal with you like a valued patron.

When you do a look for Computer repair in Huntsville AL, you will find some of the first-rate repair shops. There are many to choose from so that you have to do some studies in order to select the right one for you. A few things to discover are: do they have got any certifications (an A+ Certification is mostly a proper signal), what number of years of enjoying do their technicians own, do they provide mobile restore offerings and is there a journey charge (locate one that doesn’t price a tour rate), do they provide any ensures and one very essential component you ought to do is search online for testimonials. Some Huntsville computer repairs shops submit their testimonials right on their website so that would be an excellent first location to begin. Once you have got found the right employer, select up the telephone and time table a restore with a Huntsville PC repair s specialist and they’ll come either to your own home or enterprise. Within no time an A+ Certified Huntsville PC upkeep expert will troubleshoot and repair your server, desktop, and computer computers and have you back in a commercial enterprise in no time.

Some maintenance a do now not require a technician to come out. You can find plenty of information online on some of the maximum common laptop troubles. If you discover the commands you want, make certain to read and understand them earlier than persevering with the self-restore. If you need a hardware upgraded or replaced in a computer then you can need to do that repair yourself as I would save you some money and are pretty simple. If you need a component changed on a laptop, make certain to hold tune of all the screws and be mild with the ribbon cables. Laptop repairs are a bit extra challenging however you may do it if the instructions are in your precise model, clear and concise and understandable. Before taking off any repairs you need to do a look for laptop maintenance in Huntsville AL, and feature at the least one repair keep on standby means of. If you discover yourself in the center of a restore and don’t know what to do or the restore is just no longer going proper, then you should forestall what you are doing and make contact with Huntsville computer repair specialist.

Sometimes you can discover some man repairing his grandma and grandpa’s pc in his greasy garage and declare he can repair it for a reasonably-priced charge, however, take into account you get what you pay. You should not pass for the most inexpensive but you don’t need to cross for the best either. Computer services are generally charged through the hour. About $60 to $85 per hour is common however do your research on the agency earlier than contacting them. Visit their website and examine their testimonials. Huntsville PC restore professionals have been around acting laptop and laptop pc maintenance for pretty some time now and feature become knowledgeable specialists in this area.

Resources for All Computer Professionals

Regular and up to date data about their subject could be very essential for any professional. And for a computer expert, it’s a should. A pc expert needs to be updated with all the necessary updates of their subject as new technologies are being brought each minute. The era and with it the sector is advancing at a very excessive charge and pc experts required right and normal sources to maintain themselves up to date.

The internet is full of information. There are many technical websites that provide free subscriptions to pc magazines which have frequently updated information. There are many pc related magazines that contain all the data about what is new in the era and what is predicted to be next.

Professionals also can join hard-copy of these magazines on their nearest book sellers or library. They can choose month-to-month subscriptions of those magazines in order that they’re regularly updated of what all come new in the previous months.

Any laptop professional may additionally require any kind of statistics related to pc any time. All the records related to a laptop if prepare bureaucracy a big pool of data itself. However, it’s far almost impossible for a pc mind to reminiscences everything about it. So they always require those facts sources to assist them.

The laptop professional resources include records about all of the factors of a pc. It can be about the computer system, its hardware or software, its preservation and control, its structure and improvement and lots of others.Professionals may additionally require records about the today’s microprocessors, pc layout, and hardware architecture.

Many pc expert assets also are associated with networks and communications. There are many different fields with regards to computer systems like pc aided layout (CAD), robotics, synthetic intelligence, the internet, garage, software program development, internet site constructing, online jobs, and the list is going on.

As a developer, a laptop professional may additionally require realizing which technology is the ultra-modern one, and what’s extra demanded in the marketplace. They constantly required samples of codes for references to work on and put together fashions of the project they paintings on. They can also require mastering the brand new technologies in a quick time to keep up their paintings performance. So the expert assets have to for a character worried in pc services.

There are several pc databases to be had on the internet wherein pc experts can simply go to and kind a few keywords and search the great facts about any topic of interest related to computers. There are various computer encyclopedias that are itself a sizeable shop residence of information.

Besides all there, the pc specialists are constantly writing new books for you. With the brand new technology in the market, comes a sequence of latest books related to all the troubles and answers related to that era. You can simply buy the one’s books and refer them. Books are the first-rate ways to benefit understanding. Many authors are well-known for their collection of books specifically fields. So if you are a laptop professional and seeking out an expertise update, there is the lot for you. Just a little search may be called for at from time to time.

Everything from iPad instances to internet video cameras is at the purchasing lists of tech-savvy customers looking for vacation laptop deals.

Notebook computers and computer systems are some of the most coveted items this vacation season, however, after locating that perfect pc, don’t forget to seize all the laptop add-ons that make the prevailing whole.

For those trying to give a computer-associated present but aren’t certain what to get, here’s a listing of 5 items that might be the best present.

1. This 12 months absolutely everyone is aware of someone who hopes to get an iPad. When combing thru the pleasant computer offers, take into account to guard the investment. An iPad case will help protect the unit from bumps, bruises, and scratches. Belkin’s leather-based folio case is an example of 1 product designed for that precise mission.

2. Laptop computer systems are convenient, however, every now and then users honestly want the feel of using a big computing device model. A fine wi-fi mouse is a less expensive way to ensure that at ease pc sense. The Kensington PocketMouse Pro accomplishes that cause splendidly.

Three. People who use pc computers or notebook computers often must pass documents from one laptop to any other. At instances, those files are too huge to be despatched via electronic mail. An Axiom USB flash force is ideal for document transfers or more garage.

Four. For large storage, get larger gadgets. No one ever wants to think about catastrophic harm, but there is absolutely a few information this is too critical to lose. Protect all of your important files, at the side of the circle of relatives recollections like pictures and videos, by storing them on a power that could withstand the factors. The Sentry fireplace-evidence, water-proof a hundred and sixty GB external drive accomplish that project. This outside power connects to pc and notebook computer systems via a USB port.

Five. Another exceptional pc accessory is the net video digicam which allows laptop users to peer the man or woman they’re speaking to at the internet. While many offers consist of internal video cameras, maximum older computer computers, pocket book computers, and desk pinnacle computers require external ones. The Linksys wi-fi N Internet domestic monitoring digital camera is not tethered to the laptop, so it is able to be moved everywhere inside the residence. It’s ideal for internet chatting and can also be used as part of a security device that permits customers to remotely see what is occurring at their residence.

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MODULAR MONITORING SYSTEM The BedTender and ChairTender control units from Secure Care Products alert staff if a resident leaves a bed or chair, or becomes incontinent. Both control units activate automatically when a resident applies weight to the TenderPad. The ChairTender control unit runs on a 9-volt battery, and the BedTender is wall-mounted and powered electrically by a DC adapter. The ultrathin TenderPad is plugged into the control unit and when a resident's weight is removed from the pad, an alarm will sound. To enhance this system, the Incontinent Sensor, which can be used with or without the TenderPad, will display a flashing "WET" when it comes in contact with moisture. DECORATIVE HANDRAILS DecoLink, a member of the C/S Group, introduces Acrovyn[R] Renaissance AW Series handrails. This line of economical wood handrails can reduce maintenance costs while enhancing the appearance of the facility and providing greater safety for residents. There are four models to choose from. The ash rails can be finished in natural, light oak, honey or cherry. Other wood species are also available. A new combination handrail/leaning rail is especially designed for the resident who might have difficulty grasping traditional handrails. This model is offered with an optional vinyl bumper to provide additional safety. ASSISTED LIVING EMERGENCY CALL SYSTEM Code Alert's Quick Response Emergency Call System, QR4500, allows for resident independence while enabling users to summon help with the touch of a button. Designed especially for small assisted living facilities, the QR4500 supervises up to 16 transmitters. A lightweight pendant or wall-mounted transmitter is touched to summon assistance. When the transmitter button is pressed, the receiver clearly displays the transmitter number, while the wall-mounted annunciator sounds an audible alarm. After an alarm has occurred, the system must be reset by staff at the resident's pendant or wall-mounted transmitter. The wireless QR4500 system operates in the 900-MHz frequency band using advanced spread-spectrum technology. This system may be integrated with existing Wanderer Monitoring Systems. BEDSIDE MAT By using Skil-Care's full-size Soft-Fall Bedside Mat, caregivers can minimize the use of side rails while bedside protecting residents in an OBRA-approved manner. Made from 4[inches]-thick, high-density foam, the Soft-Fall Mat offers more impact-absorbing protection than standard mats. Specially sized to fit between the bed wheels, the Soft-Fall Mat, with its durable, wipe-clean vinyl cover, slips under the bed for convenient storage. DEPARTURE WARNING ALARM Senior Technologies' WanderGuard Pre-Alert remote annunciator sends a warning before a wanderer exits. The light panel displays a "condition yellow" and emits a discreet beep when a monitored resident is within range of a Wander-Guard-equipped door. When the monitored resident moves away from the door, the alarm stops. If there is a departure, the annunciator displays a "condition red" and goes into full alert. The alarm is reset at the exit, not at the remote annunciator. Each Pre-Alert annunciator can monitor four exits. PORTABLE ALARM HOLDER Personal Safety Corp. has introduced the Secure Alert-Mate Moveable Holder. Designed and tested with the help of DONs, this moveable holder enables staff to easily move the Alert-Mate Alarm from bed to chair and back. The durable holder is made of heavy-duty nylon with an extra-strength PVC backing. The Alert-Mate Moveable Holder can be securely positioned in seconds without tools.

SAFETY TESTING MANUAL Home Safeguard Industries, Inc., manufacturer of fire-safety devices, has published an easy-to-understand product instruction manual. The manual does not simply list and describe items, but takes the reader through a step-by-step demonstration. The Home Safeguard Industries line includes the Smoke Detector Tester, Heat Detector Tester, Dustair and accessories. ASSISTED LIVING EMERGENCY CALL Three new products, Resident Check-In, Wireless Pendant Call, and Resident Information Display, have been introduced by Jeron Electronics Systems, Inc., for use in assisted living facilities. Resident Check-In allows residents to register with the staff to verify their well-being. If a resident fails to register, his room number and the word "Check" will appear at the master station to alert staff to communicate with him. The Wireless Pendant enables a resident to summon help from anywhere in the apartment with the touch of a button, and the Resident Information Display instantly provides detailed personal records. BED RAIL WITH POCKET Ableware's Single AbleRise[TM] Bed Rail assists residents getting in and out of bed and helps prevent falls, while providing a convenient storage pocket for personal items. The bed rail features a comfortable-to-grasp handle that can be used for repositioning and turning in bed. The nonmetal rail eliminates the static shock that can occur with metal rails. Single AbleRise fits twin, full and queen-size beds. The Double AbleRise[TM] is installed on both sides of the bed. MOBILITY MONITORS Senior Technologies' TABS restraint-free mobility monitors sound an alarm when a resident leaves a bed, chair, room or wheelchair. The TABS alarm is triggered when the resident moves beyond the caregiver-defined safety zone, so that staff are alerted when someone is at risk of falling. In many cases the alarm serves as a reminder for the patient to stay put until help arrives.

The TABS Select and TABS Voice+ models provide distinct alarm tones and connect with most nurse-call systems. Add TABS Sidekick pressure pads for additional monitoring capabilities. LIFETIME WARRANTY FOR LOCKING PRODUCTS Securitron has announced the MagnaCare[TM] Lifetime Replacement Warranty program for any electronic-locking product the company manufactures. The product will be replaced for any reason, at any time - no questions asked. Even damage resulting from improper use and abuse of the product by the customer is included in the warranty. The MagnaCare program is designed to be attractive to the architect, specifier and facility, because they will never have to repurchase or replace the product. NONSELECTIVE DOOR ALARM Catch-All[TM], WanderGuard's non-selective door alarm, is designed to be used in areas where complete traffic control is desired, or on low-traffic doors for added security. The alarm will sound whenever the door is opened. The Catch-All monitor can be used to monitor fire exits, stairwells, employee entrances and other doors that require higher security levels. DELAYED-EGRESS LOCKS Senior Technologies introduces WanderGuard delayed-egress magnetic locks that meet National Fire Protection Association Life Safety Code 101 requirements. These locks can be integrated with a departure alert system to restrict only high-risk individuals from exiting while staff and visitors can come and go freely. As self-contained units that use existing door exit and latching hardware, the locks contain no moving parts, run cooler and use less current than other locks. EXIT ALARM Secure Care Products' Advantage 1000 DE Exit Panel is two systems for the price of one. It can operate as a "smartloc" system, i.e., unlocked for normal traffic flow and locking only when a monitored wandering resident approaches the door. It can also perform a variety of perimeter alarm and access control functions by becoming a locked door during facility-selected hours and setting off an alarm if an unauthorized entry or exit occurs. NURSE CALL SYSTEM The Pro-Alert[TM] 640 Audio-Visual Nurse Call System from Jeron Electronic Systems, Inc., provides a total communication package that responds instantly to residents' needs. Calls are placed on the system by pressing a button or pulling a cord. All calls are displayed on the nurse master LED panel, while the LCD displays the highest and oldest call in English text. Each call is prioritized by time and type of call. The system distinguishes three priority levels: Routine, Urgent and Emergency. Among the options that extend the versatility of the Pro-Alert 640 Nurse Call System are the Radio Pocket Page, which allows staff to instantly receive messages from anywhere in the facility, and the Omnilink[TM] Telephone Interface, which connects any facility phone to the Pro-Alert 640 so staff can to respond to patient calls while remaining mobile. LAP CUSHION Skil-Care's new Lift-Off Lap Cushion self-releases as the resident rises from the wheelchair. Like standard lap cushions, it offers a convenient surface on which to rest hands, place personal items, or work on projects. Foam padded for comfort, vinyl covered for wipe-clean care and easy to install, the Lift-Off take a look at the site here Lap Cushion fits all full-arm, 16- and 18-inch wheelchairs. VIDEO DOOR-ANSWERING SYSTEM The Aiphone color Video Sentry Tilt system features a tilt camera that moves 40 [degrees] up or down to provide a better view of an entrance. The system also includes an electronic chime, Instant-On reception, built-in automatic illuminator LEDs, high-contrast TFT color monitor and more. When the chime sounds, the Instant-On feature allows you to hear and see the visitor before picking up the handset. Easy to install, the Video Sentry Tilt includes a door station camera, a room station monitor with handset, and a 24V DC power supply.

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Titanfall 2's nieuwe content dit weekend beschikbaar

Titanfall 2’s gratis Live Fire update komt eraan, deze voegt de nieuwe 6v6 multiplayer modus toe, twee speciale mappen die ervoor ontworpen zijn, daarbij komt een complete overhaul voor het matchmaking systeem.

De nieuwe Live Fire modus zet 12 spelers tegenover elkaar in een pilots only wedstrijd zonder respawn, daarnaast heb je ook maar 1 minuut de tijd om de tegenstander uit te schakelen. Er zijn twee mappen voor deze modus, waaronder Meadow, hierin worden de zip lines weer geintroduceerd.

Ook komt er een Dubbel Xp weekend aan, deze begint morgen en zal maandag eindigen.

De patch file voor de nieuwe content vindt je hieronder:

NEW CONTENT:

Live Fire: A new Pilot vs Pilot elimination game mode! It’s a 6v6 round-based with no respawns, you will have one minute to eliminate the opposing team in order to win the round. You can also win the round if your team is holding the neutral flag when the round timer ends. The team to win 5 rounds first wins the match.

New Live Fire Map – Meadow, a lush location with grassy lanes and rocky outcroppings that provide site lines for long engagements and sneaky routes for flanking. Also zip lines are back!

New Live Fire Map – Stacks, an industrial location of open areas that sandwich a dense center point framed by towering structures. The verticality encourages attacks from above and rushes from the outside lanes.

New Faction Leader animations! Faction Leaders now play a randomly selected animation during the beginning dropship animation.

New Audio for the DLC Commander Intros.

Added a new execution, “Late Hit”. Deliver a flurry of Stim fueled punches that pummel your enemy to the ground .

NEW FEATURES:

Mixtape Matchmaking: A complete overhaul of our multiplayer matchmaking. This new feature will allow you to create your own “mixtape” of modes to your heart’s desire.

Gamepad: Custom Button Mapping (Pilot & Titan)

Gamepad: Crouch Button – “Hold to Crouch” Option (“Toggle” is still default)

Gamepad: ADS Button – “Toggle” Option (“Hold to ADS” is still default)

Controls: “Hold to Rodeo” Option (“off” is still default)

Advanced Hud: Disable Party-Member Coloring on HUD (some colorblind players may prefer this)

Community FAQ: New section of the FAQ to highlight upcoming patches, DLC drops, trailers, and creations from the community

New Sounds for the Stim Pilot Execution, “Late Hit”.

Added Film Grain Slider

New ambient environmental sound effects to bring the livefire maps to life. Meadow is a fusion of virtual reality and natural forest ambiences while Stacks is a fusion of virtual and industrial sounds.

GAME IMPROVEMENTS:

Holo pilot decoy can now deploy on ziplines.

Holo pilot decoy is more resilient when stepping over things and colliding with walls at certain angles.

Holo pilot decoy is now visible in the threat scope and sonar grenade pings.

Holo pilot decoy no longer runs on top of dome shields.

Holo pilot decoy no longer crashes into the ceiling and dies when running through doorways.

Holo pilot decoy should be more resilient when started during wallruns.

Kraber can no longer be shot as a semi-automatic if the player presses the reload button at the same time as the fire button.

Titans that are invulnerable while performing executions will have their lifebars colored gold and flashing to communicate their invulnerability.

Added some out of bounds triggers and props to block off areas for Crashsite and Complex.

FOV is now saved per-user.

When switching weapons while editing a loadout, the game will now preserve your mod choices if possible.

Ronin now shows his sword in the loadout menus.

Credit purchasable items now show a credit symbol instead of a lock symbol.

Friends’ names will now show up green in chatroom and in-game.

Prime Titans can now use Nose Arts.

Network Admins can send messages to the network in-game, rather than only through titanfall.com

Added extra text to make clear that Warpaints are not supported on Prime Titans.

Capped max range of Reapers’ weapons in Attrition.

Toned down the excessively loud dropship sounds in Attrition.

Adjusted Volume Falloff of Cluster Rocket Explosions so you don’t hear them from across the map anymore.

Added some lobby text notifications to inform players that they are waiting on the party leader before restarting matchmaking.

Nuclear Eject damage no longer fills your Titan Meter.

Reduced the area affected by the Nuclear Eject screen shake.

Increasing crit damage Pilots deal to Reapers in Multiplayer.

TITAN BALANCE:

Tone

Reduced Salvo Core’s damage.

Removed the damage falloff from Salvo Core rockets.

Increased the cooldown of Sonar Pulse.

Reduced the projectile size of the 40mm.

Tone Burst Loader Improvements:

Slight presentation tweaks.

Updated audio cues.

Leaving ADS now clears the charges

Northstar

Removed the damage falloff from Flight Core rockets. This should make her more consistent in dealing high damage.

Increased dash regen rate.

Ronin

Increased dash regen rate.

Scorch

ADS’ing with his primary weapon will display the projectile’s path.

Ion

Fixed a bug with Vortex Shield where reflected bullets would deal a high amount of splash damage.

WEAPON BALANCE:

Devotion

Added very far damage settings, reducing its damage at distance.

Added more kick to the first shot to make using single shots more difficult.

Increased view kick during sustained fire to create a slightly larger spread.

Archer

Fixed the homing speed so it will once again track targets as expected.

MGL

Reduced the projectile speed.

Increased the fuse time.

MISC BUG FIXES:

Fixed being able to be shot by snipers behind the cover of the amped wall if the shooter is really close.

Fixed sentries so they now properly track targets through the amped wall.

Fixed tracers not showing up when shooting through friendlies with bullet weapons.

Fixed the MP R201 not dismembering stalkers and ultimately being less effective as other similar weapons against stalkers.

Fixed bug with using A-Wall/Hard Cover while phase shifted.

Fixed some cases where players could plant turrets in mid-air.

Fixed HUD display incorrectly showing number of Electric Smoke charges.

Fixed case of scoreboard counting a Titan termination on a piloted Titan counting as 2 pilot kills.

Fixed MOTD not displaying over a certain character limit.

Fixed Charge Rifle with Quick Charge mod skipping cooldown after firing and switching weapons.

An elusive Nessie has still not been found…last seen in the mission Blood and Rust…

Fixed bug with getting doomed with Stealth Auto Eject while in the midst of melee. Also fixed rare case of being stuck permanently in a “Ejecting Titan” cockpit animation.

Fixed some cases of being stuck inside of level geometry with Rodeo.

Fixed Grenade indicators not showing up sometimes.

Fixed incorrect bullet hit detection immediately after being damaged.

Fixed some cases of being stuck inside of level geometry with Phase Rewind.

Fix Asian languages not always word wrapping correctly.

Fix input duplication between chat messages and the game.

Fix pick up ammo sound incorrectly playing in MP.

Fixed issue with browse not highlighting a network when clicked from lobby.

Fixed hover FX not playing in NPC kill replay.

Fixed Ion’s Laser Core FX appearing offset from crosshair.

Fixed showing the turret placement hint when player spawns, but doesn’t have a turret, due to watching a kill replay with the turret placement hints.

Fix camera becoming disoriented when navigating the store.

Fix formatting issues in stats page.

UI bug fixes when browsing networks and in the chatroom.

Fixed a bug with the nose art menu that left the player on a blank page sometimes.

Fixed a bug with SP achievements not correctly counting all Pilot Helmets collected. (Will trigger when opening main menu)

Fixed some stats related issues with player melee.

PLATFORM SPECIFIC FIXES:

PS4:

Accepting a game invite while the game is not running will now properly connect you to the invited lobby.

General stability improvements.

PS4 Pro:

Increased sun shadow resolution.

X1:

Stability improvements when browsing the store.

Fix not being allowed to start multiplayer after resuming the game from suspend when the player’s profile is not linked to an Origin account.

Fixed being able to accept invites to a game that the player is already participating in.

General stability improvements.

Correctly grab the system voice permissions from Xbox and honor it in game.

PC:

Added Adaptive Supersampling. When enabled and running faster than the FPS target, the game will dynamically increase rendering resolution up to 2x the target resolution to improve AA quality. If the maximum supersampled resolution exceeds 16K in either dimension (e.g. when running at Eyefinity/Surround resolutions), this option will be unavailable.

Added Very High to the Model Quality tiers.

General stability improvements.

Added Model Draw Distance to allow pushing draw distances further out.

Added description for Triple Buffered in the VSync description text.

In an effort to reduce hitches from texture streaming, the “Texture Quality” setting has been renamed to “Texture Streaming Budget” to more accurately reflect the setting’s function, and the tiers have been renamed to indicate the VRAM amount needed. A warning has also been added when the game detects that the chosen tier uses more memory than currently detected. The goal is to only use about ~75-80% of the VRAM when the game is running to avoid GPU memory management hitches.

Spun D3D texture creates off onto a dedicated thread to avoid driver stalls and added throttling to the number of textures that are made live by the streaming system every frame. The throttling mechanism is simplistic and can be improved, but we want to get this out earlier to see if we’re on the right track in reducing texture streaming stutter before investing more engineering effort. If you were previously experiencing stutter, please provide feedback on whether stuttering has noticeably improved after this patch.

Adaptive Resolution FPS Target is no longer capped by max monitor refresh rate and instead caps to maximum supported FPS (144).

Improve VRAM detection accuracy.

Improved SLI/Crossfire compatibility. Players are recommended to not use TSAA when running in multi-GPU mode because TSAA can negatively affect performance scaling.

Improved frame rate stutter detection tools.

Enabling adaptive resolution while VSync is set to Double Buffered should now reliably force VSync to Triple Buffered.

The game now prevents the screensaver/lock screen from coming up due to idling while the game is running.

Added additional info to rare startup error “Failed to CreateGameWindow. Resolution Unsupported?” and a speculative fix for it.

Fixed adaptive res FPS target incorrectly resetting to 60.

Fixed texture streaming being disabled on GPUs with < 2GB of detected VRAM.

Fixed the game crashing on startup if a user has AMD GPU drivers installed, but is no longer using an AMD GPU as the primary adapter.

Fixed memory leak experienced on Crossfire setups.

Fixed various UI scaling issues when running in Eyefinity/Surround ultrawide resolution.

Added text clarifying “Invite friends” functionality doesn’t work while the Origin overlay is disabled.

An here are the additional notes.

New logging to report player connection quality to help us track down reports of laggy games and disconnects.

Drastically reduced requirements for Match Loss Protection – Increased chance of not receiving a match loss for joining a game late that we do not expect you to win. When joining matches late if the game has progressed far enough you will see a message notifying you that you will not receive a loss.

Increased direct Pilot hit damage for Gravity Star.

Increased damage on the Flatline, R-97, Spitfire, L-Star, Double Take, EPG, and Thunderbolt.

Decreased damage on the Volt.

Regen no longer resets Pilot loadout names.

Assists count as Weapon XP again.

Nerfed Pilot Sentry.

Firestar will no longer display “Thermite Attached” if detonated on friendly Titans.

Fixed Ion Vortex Shield drain being framerate dependent.

Fixed bad AI navigation on Complex.

Fixed collision on Crashsite to prevent players from going into walls.

Fixed Legion Overcore not being available after using Smart Core.

Fixed “Fairfight category is incompatible”.

Fixed various stability issues.

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D?as Update »Live Fire« für den Shooter Titanfall 2 lässt noch etwas auf sich warten. ?

Zum Thema Titanfall 2 ab 43,98 € bei Amazon.de Titanfall 2 für 54,99 € bei GamesPlanet.com Ursprünglich war geplant, dass das Update »Live Fire« für den Shooter Titanfall 2 noch im Verlauf des Februars 2017 erscheinen soll. Doch wir müssen uns wohl etwas länger gedulden.

Wie der Entwickler Respawn Entertainment jetzt auf der offiziellen Webseite bekannt gegeben hat, verzögert sich der Release noch etwas. Zwar gibt es auch weiterhin keinen konkreten Veröffentlichungstermin, doch immerhin hat das Team die vorläufigen Patch-Notes preisgegeben.

Kernstück des Updates ist der gleichnamige Spielmodus »Live Fire«. Bisher bekannten Informationen zufolge handelt es sich dabei um einen 6vs6-Piloten-Modus mit aufregenden Nahkämpfen an vorderster Front. Währen der Matches gibt es reichlich Zeitdruck: Nur eine Minute bleibt den Teams, um ihre Gegner zu besiegen und die Runde zu gewinnen.

Mehr: Battlefield 1 & Titanfall 2 - Keine Überraschung: Ein Hit, ein Flop

Hier die vorläufige Liste der Änderungen:

Patch-Notes für Titanfall 2 (Live Fire)

New Content

Live Fire: A new Pilot vs Pilot elimination game mode! It's a 6v6 round-based with no respawns, you will have one minute to eliminate the opposing team in order to win the round. You can also win the round if your team is holding the neutral flag when the round timer ends. The team to win 5 rounds first wins the match.

New Live Fire Map - Meadow, a lush location with grassy lanes and rocky outcroppings that provide site lines for long engagements and sneaky routes for flanking. Also zip lines are back!

New Live Fire Map - Stacks, an industrial location of open areas that sandwich a dense center point framed by towering structures. The verticality encourages attacks from above and rushes from the outside lanes.

New Faction Leader animations! Faction Leaders now play a randomly selected animation during the beginning dropship animation.

New Audio for the DLC Commander Intros.

Added a new execution, "Late Hit". Deliver a flurry of Stim fueled punches that pummel your enemy to the ground.

New Features

Mixtape Matchmaking: A complete overhaul of our multiplayer matchmaking. This new feature will allow you to create your own "mixtape" of modes to your heart's desire.

Gamepad: Custom Button Mapping (Pilot & Titan)

Gamepad: Crouch Button - "Hold to Crouch" Option ("Toggle" is still default)

Gamepad: ADS Button - "Toggle" Option ("Hold to ADS" is still default)

Controls: "Hold <use> to Rodeo" Option ("off" is still default)

Advanced Hud: Disable Party-Member Coloring on HUD (some colorblind players may prefer this)

Community FAQ: New section of the FAQ to highlight upcoming patches, DLC drops, trailers, and creations from the community

New Sounds for the Stim Pilot Execution, "Late Hit".

Added Film Grain Slider

New ambient environmental sound effects to bring the livefire maps to life. Meadow is a fusion of virtual reality and natural forest ambiences while Stacks is a fusion of virtual and industrial sounds.

Game Improvements

Holo pilot decoy can now deploy on ziplines.

Holo pilot decoy is more resilient when stepping over things and colliding with walls at certain angles.

Holo pilot decoy is now visible in the threat scope and sonar grenade pings.

Holo pilot decoy no longer runs on top of dome shields.

Holo pilot decoy no longer crashes into the ceiling and dies when running through doorways.

Holo pilot decoy should be more resilient when started during wallruns.

Kraber can no longer be shot as a semi-automatic if the player presses the reload button at the same time as the fire button.

Titans that are invulnerable while performing executions will have their lifebars colored gold and flashing to communicate their invulnerability.

Added some out of bounds triggers and props to block off areas for Crashsite and Complex.

FOV is now saved per-user.

When switching weapons while editing a loadout, the game will now preserve your mod choices if possible.

Ronin now shows his sword in the loadout menus.

Credit purchasable items now show a credit symbol instead of a lock symbol.

Friends' names will now show up green in chatroom and in-game.

Prime Titans can now use Nose Arts.

Network Admins can send messages to the network in-game, rather than only through titanfall.com

Added extra text to make clear that Warpaints are not supported on Prime Titans.

Capped max range of Reapers' weapons in Attrition.

Toned down the excessively loud dropship sounds in Attrition.

Adjusted Volume Falloff of Cluster Rocket Explosions so you don't hear them from across the map anymore.

Added some lobby text notifications to inform players that they are waiting on the party leader before restarting matchmaking.

Nuclear Eject damage no longer fills your Titan Meter.

Reduced the area affected by the Nuclear Eject screen shake.

Increasing crit damage Pilots deal to Reapers in Multiplayer.

Titan Balance

Tone

Reduced Salvo Core's damage.

Removed the damage falloff from Salvo Core rockets.

Increased the cooldown of Sonar Pulse.

Reduced the projectile size of the 40mm.

Tone Burst Loader Improvements:

Slight presentation tweaks.

Updated audio cues.

Leaving ADS now clears the charges

Northstar

Removed the damage falloff from Flight Core rockets. This should make her more consistent in dealing high damage.

Increased dash regen rate.

Ronin

Increased dash regen rate.

Scorch

ADS'ing with his primary weapon will display the projectile's path.

Ion

Fixed a bug with Vortex Shield where reflected bullets would deal a high amount of splash damage.

Weapon Balance

Devotion

Added very far damage settings, reducing its damage at distance.

Added more kick to the first shot to make using single shots more difficult.

Increased view kick during sustained fire to create a slightly larger spread.

Archer

Fixed the homing speed so it will once again track targets as expected.

MGL

Reduced the projectile speed.

Increased the fuse time.

Misc Bug Fixes

Fixed being able to be shot by snipers behind the cover of the amped wall if the shooter is really close.

Fixed sentries so they now properly track targets through the amped wall.

Fixed tracers not showing up when shooting through friendlies with bullet weapons.

Fixed the MP R201 not dismembering stalkers and ultimately being less effective as other similar weapons against stalkers.

Fixed bug with using A-Wall/Hard Cover while phase shifted.

Fixed some cases where players could plant turrets in mid-air.

Fixed HUD display incorrectly showing number of Electric Smoke charges.

Fixed case of scoreboard counting a Titan termination on a piloted Titan counting as 2 pilot kills.

Fixed MOTD not displaying over a certain character limit.

Fixed Charge Rifle with Quick Charge mod skipping cooldown after firing and switching weapons.

An elusive Nessie has still not been found…last seen in the mission Blood and Rust…

Fixed bug with getting doomed with Stealth Auto Eject while in the midst of melee. Also fixed rare case of being stuck permanently in a "Ejecting Titan" cockpit animation.

Fixed some cases of being stuck inside of level geometry with Rodeo.

Fixed Grenade indicators not showing up sometimes.

Fixed incorrect bullet hit detection immediately after being damaged.

Fixed some cases of being stuck inside of level geometry with Phase Rewind.

Fix asian languages not always word wrapping correctly.

Fix input duplication between chat messages and the game.

Fix pick up ammo sound incorrectly playing in MP.

Fixed issue with browse not highlighting a network when clicked from lobby.

Fixed hover FX not playing in NPC kill replay.

Fixed Ion's Laser Core FX appearing offset from crosshair.

Fixed showing the turret placement hint when player spawns, but doesn't have a turret, due to watching a kill replay with the turret placement hints.

Fix camera becoming disoriented when navigating the store.

Fix formatting issues in stats page.

UI bugfixes when browsing networks and in the chatroom.

Fixed a bug with the nose art menu that left the player on a blank page sometimes.

Fixed a bug with SP achievements not correctly counting all Pilot Helmets collected. (Will trigger when opening main menu)

Fixed some stats related issues with player melee.

PS4 Fixes

Accepting a game invite while the game is not running will now properly connect you to the invited lobby.

General stability improvements.

PS4 Pro Fixes

Increased sun shadow resolution.

Xbox One Fixes

Stability improvements when browsing the store.

Fix not being allowed to start multiplayer after resuming the game from suspend when the player's profile is not linked to an Origin account.

Fixed being able to accept invites to a game that the player is already participating in.

General stability improvements.

Correctly grab the system voice permissions from Xbox and honor it in game.

PC Fixes

Added Adaptive Supersampling. When enabled and running faster than the FPS target, the game will dynamically increase rendering resolution up to 2x the target resolution to improve AA quality. If the maximum supersampled resolution exceeds 16K in either dimension (e.g. when running at Eyefinity/Surround resolutions), this option will be unavailable.

Added Very High to the Model Quality tiers.

General stability improvements.

Added Model Draw Distance to allow pushing draw distances further out.

Added description for Triple Buffered in the VSync description text.

In an effort to reduce hitches from texture streaming, the "Texture Quality" setting has been renamed to "Texture Streaming Budget" to more accurately reflect the setting's function, and the tiers have been renamed to indicate the VRAM amount needed. A warning has also been added when the game detects that the chosen tier uses more memory than currently detected. The goal is to only use about ~75-80% of the VRAM when the game is running to avoid GPU memory management hitches.

Spun D3D texture creates off onto a dedicated thread to avoid driver stalls and added throttling to the number of textures that are made live by the streaming system every frame. The throttling mechanism is simplistic and can be improved, but we want to get this out earlier to see if we're on the right track in reducing texture streaming stutter before investing more engineering effort. If you were previously experiencing stutter, please provide feedback on whether stuttering has noticeably improved after this patch.

Adaptive Resolution FPS Target is no longer capped by max monitor refresh rate and instead caps to maximum supported FPS (144).

Improve VRAM detection accuracy.

Improved SLI/Crossfire compatibility. Players are recommended to not use TSAA when running in multi-GPU mode because TSAA can negatively affect performance scaling.

Improved frame rate stutter detection tools.

Enabling adaptive resolution while VSync is set to Double Buffered should now reliably force VSync to Triple Buffered.

The game now prevents the screensaver/lock screen from coming up due to idling while the game is running.

Added additional info to rare startup error "Failed to CreateGameWindow. Resolution Unsupported?" and a speculative fix for it.

Fixed adaptive res FPS target incorrectly resetting to 60.

Fixed texture streaming being disabled on GPUs with < 2GB of detected VRAM.

Fixed the game crashing on startup if a user has AMD GPU drivers installed, but is no longer using an AMD GPU as the primary adapter.

Fixed memory leak experienced on Crossfire setups.

Fixed various UI scaling issues when running in Eyefinity/Surround ultrawide resolution.

Added text clarifying "Invite friends" functionality doesn't work while the Origin overlay is disabled.

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