kate-lyons
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Dr Kate Lyons || LT. J A Thurman || (me3 ocs)
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Photo copyright: Chris Loupos. Mermaid wedding dress with horsehair tier bottom. Worn by Bionic Model Rebekah Marine. Collins dress by Randy Fenoli from Say Yes to the Dress.
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Name: Kate Lyons
Age: 37
Place of Birth: Townsville, Australia, Earth
Race: Human
Gender: Female
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Green
Background:
Kate grew up on Arvuna despite being born on Earth. Her parents were both marine biologists based on what is left of the Great Barrier Reef but they moved to the main colony on Arvuna when she was 10 years old along with her sister and two younger brothers. It was a hard transition to move from the open skies of Earth to the shielded domes of Arvuna for a girl desperate to see the stars so as soon as she was able to, she joined the Alliance.
At 23, she was involved in a firefight that left her on the wrong side of a frag grenade and she lost part of her left arm as well as a number of other injuries.
Thankfully she was able to be reconstructed and after her recovery and discharge from the Alliance, she went into the field of cybernetics and prosthetics in the private sector. She is also well versed in human biotic ability, despite not being a biotic herself.
Currently she is on the SSV Berlin, assisting Commander Miller with the lab for the Ex-Cerberus Project Phoenix subjects and providing medical support to the crew.
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PHOEBE TONKIN at the US OPEN CHAMPIONSHIPS 2021 USTA NATIONAL TENNIS CENTER in NEW YORK, 14th September 2021.
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“Really, Ryan? This is what you want?”
Kate was glad it was Thurman who asked the question because she wasn’t sure she could get the words out herself. She looked at Ryan and somehow couldn’t find it in her to be surprised. He had been out of sorts, short tempered more than usual and pissy ever since the shuttle had left.
But it was still a shock to have it confirmed so abruptly.
“Aye,” he said softly, and Kate knew he wasn’t trying to hurt them. “It is.”
Thurman exhaled, a rough sound as he glanced away to hide the pain in his eyes. “Alright then.”
“I still care about you both, that won’t change.”
Kate finally found her voice. And her strength.
She crossed the three steps between them and stroked a hand over Ryan’s bearded cheek. He looked tired, like he hadn’t slept in days. And he had felt so far away from her for so much longer.
She had known this was coming, sensed it in her bones, but still she had hoped she was wrong.
“Ry,” she whispered, unspeakably sad. He had been such a light in her life, as much as Thurman. It hurt to say goodbye. It hurt more to know why. “I don’t know if you’re going to find a happy ending in this.”
Ryan took her hand, lowering it carefully. “I know. But at least it will be an honest one.”
#i'm sorry but kate needed this#sad but not surprised#also idk if Ryan's words are accurate but this is what i got in my head and asdkjalsdjalsdj sorry
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“Luca.” Ryan wasn’t sure the engineer could even hear him. The boy was pure need coiled into lean muscle and lanky limbs. But he was solid enough in the pilot’s lap and he couldn’t help the way his hands held onto Luca’s hips, the way he rocked into every roll the boy made against him as soft lips trailed his scruffy neck and small, warm hands wandered the older man’s body.
“Luca. God.” Ryan’s head hit the back of the padded instructor’s seat with an insulated thud. A groan worked its way from his chest when Luca’s hands freed his dick from his restrictive trousers. The pilot could feel his heartbeat in his ears every time he throbbed in Luca’s hand, his swollen tip already leaking as Luca inspected him.
“Can I please suck your cock, LT?” Luca’s soft brown eyes seemed darkened.
Ryan couldn’t stop watching the way his long eyelashes batted when the boy looked up at him. Seconds stretched into painful minutes as he considered his options until he swiped a thumb over Luca’s bottom lip and hooked it into the corner of his mouth gently. “Not until you’re naked.”
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Blake Ryan had bent more than a few friends and colleagues over similar training consoles in his 20 years of lonely, often unbearably boring, service. But none of it compared to the entire experience of being on his knees with his dick in his hands, both of them leaking onto the metal floor as the pilot worked his tongue and then a finger into Luca’s ass. He slurped his own saliva, a tiny river running down the boy’s smooth crack before spitting it back and adding another finger.
“That’s so fucking good, Luca.” He pulled the engineer into an awkward sideways kiss before he lined his dick up. He made no haste for penetration and swirled his wet head around Luca’s sensitive hole, smiling each time Luca whined and tried to rush him.
“Goddamnit, you are so fucking pretty.” He curled himself around the engineer, eyes fluttering shut at the sensations of all the places where Luca’s body pressed back. Ryan couldn’t help the way he ground against Luca’s bare ass, groaning as their heated skin slipped against each other.
His words were harsh, thick with his accent, but he pressed soft kisses to Luca’s flawless shoulder. Blake Ryan was just an old soldier. He hadn’t touched something as soft and smooth as Luca Moreno in ten years. And he would die dissatisfied if he never got to feel him from the inside out.
He finally pressed himself against Luca’s entrance, holding him by his slim hips to prevent the needy grinding from earlier. “I have wanted to feel you wrapped around me for so long.”
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totally inappropriate RyanxLuca bc i had a dream four days ago and can't stop thinking about it skajgladhagf this does not have to be law i just NEEDED to get it out
Blake Ryan woke to a soft whimpering sound that didn’t match the leather-clad asari dominatrix who’d just straddled him in his half-drunken dream.
Their first poker night was a wild success – just not in the winning the card game sort of way. The flight lieutenant felt more at home in the last twelve hours with cards, scotch, and his friends than he’d felt in a decade. But again, the sound of a breathy, needy whimper pulled him back to reality.
He blinked at the dimmed lights of the empty observation lounge, only half concerned about the time – far more concerned about the pounding in his head and the uncomfortable tenting of the faded denim in his lap. His free hand reached, shamelessly adjusting his aching erection before he heard the whimper again.
He froze when he realized the warm spot on his right side was Ensign Moreno. The boy’s curls splayed out as Luca snoozed against Ryan’s upper thigh, occasionally nuzzling his face against the pilot’s warmth as he whined in his sleep.
“Luca.” Ryan’s whisper was velvet mixed with gravel as he tried to keep his voice low. “Hey, kiddo.” His long, slim fingers smoothed over Luca’s soft curls and Ryan pointedly ignored the way his dick twitched when Luca’s mouth fell open at the sensation. “Come on, Luc. We should get up.”
It wasn’t that they had anywhere to be. Not for several hours. But Ryan adjusted uncomfortably on the lounge, shifting Luca as he moved.
“Hey,” the engineer complained as the pilot tried to move out from under him. The fingers of one hand curled into Ryan’s opposite thigh, trying to pull his pillow back down – still half asleep.
Luca’s fingers curled into the tented fabric of the pilot’s raging erection and the sensation made him jump. “Luca!”
“What!” The engineer startled awake and both men blinked at each other, breathing heavily. Ryan watched Luca’s eyes take in his face and then drift lower. Just as he considered trying to awkwardly hide his obvious arousal Luca’s eyes flashed back up to him. “Oh.” Luca looked up at Ryan through his thick curls. “It’s okay, LT.”
Never a shy man, Ryan didn’t expect the sheer panic that flashed like electricity through his spine when Luca Moreno’s features shifted to something desperate on his face. “Luca?” Blake Ryan finally spoke, letting the question of his name float in the air as the engineer’s hands inched up his knees.
“Yeah, LT?” The engineer bit his full bottom lip and shifted closer on his knees, settling between the pilot’s thighs with curious, wandering hands. "You can tell me anything."
“Such a pretty boy.” Ryan couldn’t believe the way his voice sounded – breathy yet thick with desire. His dominant hand found Luca’s face, stroking his sweet, soft cheek, and trailing over his parted lips as Luca kissed his fingertips with long, dark lashes that fluttered as his eyes closed. “Can you keep a secret?”
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THE FUTURE IS HERE: Autonomous cities that can float in the middle of the ocean. 🌊
Happy World Oceans Day! Artisanopolis, designed by Roark 3D, is one of two winning designs that The Seastanding Institute selected in their architectural design project.
This design in particular can not only float on water but it can also travel the seas.
(Images via Seastanding Institute and Roark 3D)
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