#Reyes x Ryder

[vorchagirl]

Moments

Pairing: Reyes Vidal x Cerys Ryder

Rating: Explicit

Summary: Reyes Vidal has always taken pride in his ability to keep his personal and professional lives separate, but all that changes when he meets the new Pathfinder. Cerys Ryder isn't what he expected and she isn't like anyone he's ever met before, and Reyes finds it impossible to keep away from her - even when he knows its the right thing to do in order to protect his true identity.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/56477644/chapters/143521081

(Art is by @beemot )

[gemsbokk]

because what better way to make a decision on who to romance than checking who's the nicest to draw

also bonus andromesa sillies

[chimeowrical]

A kissy commishie of Ryder and Reyes for Sarah!!!

[scottyrider]

I love these romances on mass effect andromeda! I have an urge to write some mass effect andromeda fics right now as I replay the game making two save runs for them! One would be Ryder broken hearted by Reyes but finding love with Jaal, and the other a Reyes romance that did work out and add in scenes. But I'm sure there's a ton of these already out there. Will see! Still need to continue my ghost recon one as well, is just a big project that one.

[unluckywriter]

Welcome, my fellow Reyder obsessed friends, here is another one of my canons about those two. I imagine that Ryder just sits straight up one night waking Reyes up, so he's looking for a danger at first, but the only one he can see is murder in Ryder's eyes.

Ryder: You said you were going to investigate the Colective lead.

Reyes: what-

Ryder: But you are the Charlatan. You knew Zaia wasn't meeting the Charlatan.

Reyes: Ryder, it's 3 am, go back to sleep.

Ryder: What the fuck were you doing when I was chasing her across Kadara?

Reyes:

Ryder: What. The. Fuck. Were. You. Doing. At. The. Time. Reyes.

[iheartgarrus]

N7 Month Day 6: Meal

(AO3 Link - Doing some Andromeda prompts this year! Ryder tries to cook.)

Reyes was woken up by the sound of pots and pans clanging together coming from his kitchen. He opened his eyes to find the other side of his bed empty, and he reached out to touch the sheets - cold, so Ryder had been up for a while. At a muffled curse, he threw on a pair of sweatpants and padded out to the living area of his prefab. "Rosetta?"

"Hm?" she answered from inside one of the low cabinets. Her long lilac braid was mussed from sleep, and he couldn't help a smile at the sight. He always liked what she looked like after they spent the night together. Still, he asked, "What are you doing?"

"I'm- Ow." She bumped her head on the top of the cabinet and clutched at the spot, sitting back on the floor. "Fuck."

Reyes tsked and knelt down next to her. "Let me see."

"It's fine," Ryder tried to wave him off. "I was trying to make breakfast until your kitchen tried to off me."

"Yes, it's all the kitchen's fault." He held back a chuckle. "Now let me see. I've had enough threats from your crew to know better than to send you back in anything less than mint condition."

She groaned but removed her hand. "Seriously? They couldn't leave well enough alone?"

"They weren't necessarily wrong," he said, parting her hair to check for blood. "I'm very dangerous, you know." He hissed when he found the wound. "Now, this needs medi-gel. Stay right there, and then I'll make breakfast."

"If you insist," she sighed.

[clairedelune-13]

“Graveyard” is about him.

[much-obliged-timothy]

Whumpcember #8

Mass Effect Andromeda - #8 - Faked Death

*

Watching it was unbearable and dangerous.

Yet Reyes stood, hood pulled over his disguised face, shifting uncomfortably in the padded shoes meant to make him taller. An urn rested on a small, recently-built platform.

He had never intended to attend his own funeral, but his worry over Ryder saw him here regardless.

Ryder stood, his sister on one side of him and Liam on the other. He leaned heavily into his sister, and Sara put her arm around him, resting her head on his shoulder. 

Reyes crept closer carefully. The way Ryder’s shoulders shook broke his heart. He’d never seen such a strong man look so weak.

It had been necessary. That’s what Reyes had told himself, at least, as he engineered the plot.

His enemies had been dangerously close to discovering his identity as the Charlatan. Rather than risk the chaos that would cause, Reyes and Keema had arranged to fake his death.

It had been careful. They’d quietly captured and killed an enemy, dressed him in Reyes’ clothing. Reyes had accepted a meeting he knew was a trick. With Keema and a few highly trusted men in tow, Reyes went into the building he knew he was supposed to die in.

Sure enough, he was locked inside and the building was set ablaze. Keema helped him escape and plant the body of the man, who burned down to bone. Then she went back in and confirmed it was his body, planting his weapons on it as proof.

It was temporary. Just until they could find and kill everyone who threatened Reyes’ true identity. 

But he couldn’t tell Ryder. Ryder’s reaction is what sold the ruse. It was a key part of the plan, and the part that tore Reyes to pieces the most.

Liam touched Ryder’s arm. “Do you want to say anything, Ryder?”

Ryder lifted his head and slowly turned to face the gathering. Reyes was pretending to be one of three friends of Keema’s who had known Reyes. He was thoroughly disguised, but still ducked his head a little as Ryder’s anguished eyes swept over the small group of people here to mourn.

“Reyes wasn’t perfect,” Ryder said. “He could be a real shady bastard sometimes.”

“Sometimes?” Jaal said, and a small ripple of laughter broke the tension in the crowd.

Ryder gave a weak, sorrowful smile. “Alright, a lot of times he could be a real shady bastard. But he…he was so much more than he ever got credit for. He was a cheesy romantic that liked to slow dance. He was a free man who loved nothing more than to fly across an open sky. He was a leader who wanted to bring peace.”

Reyes felt himself choking up. Ryder thought so highly of him. And here was Reyes, being that lying, shady bastard everyone else knew he was. 

He did not deserve Ryder. He knew he would never be forgiven for this.

“You look like you’re waiting for someone,” Ryder said. “That’s what he said to me. The first words. And he was right. More right than I knew at the time.” He looked at the urn, with the ashes of a stranger sealed inside. Tears brimmed in Ryder’s eyes and pain flared in Reyes’ heart. “I’ll be waiting for the rest of my life for someone who will never come back.”

Reyes wanted to scream that he was right here, he was alive, it was a cruel plot. But he couldn’t, not with Kadara at stake like this. If he revealed himself, it also put Keema in danger. He was too tangled into his own scheming to ease Ryder’s pain.

Ryder was crying silently now, stepping back to his sister for comfort. She held him tightly, whispering soothingly in his ear as he clutched at her. 

“You are watching his trust in you die,” Keema said quietly. “He will never recover from this, even if he comes to understand why it was necessary.”

“Don’t you think I know that?” Reyes said, his voice numb even as every other part of him ached at this turn of events.

He’d imagined building a future with Ryder in a hostile galaxy that they tamed together. He’d opened himself up, promising honesty, always knowing he could expect it in return. Ryder would never lie to him - not about the big stuff. That was the whole basis of their relationship. 

And here was Reyes, killing Ryder in a way the Archon never could.

His pain was excruciating as he watched the most beloved and cherished person in his life cry for him. No one had ever loved him so much. No one had ever trusted him so much.

He accepted the pain he felt now. The pain Ryder would feel when he learned the truth would be worse, and Reyes just hoped it wasn’t enough to shatter him in the end.

[vorchagirl]

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[vorchagirl]

Everything

Title: Everything

Rating: Explicit 😉

Summary: Reyes Vidal decides to come clean about being the Charlatan in order to solidify his alliance with Cerys Ryder, and he isn't above using the intense sexual attraction between them to ensure she stays by his side. Lucky for him, Cerys isn't adverse to sealing their new union in the most physical way possible!

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/53734708

(Art by Sajophoe)

[vaguely-concerned]

having seen at least the rough outlines of all the romances now I have to say that I think emmrich's is probably objectively the best in terms of coherence and completeness of story arc (with the understanding that ultimately the 'best' romance is whichever one makes YOUR heart sing anyway so objectivity is a silly thing to claim that way, it just felt like it's the arc with the most well-paced focused content and the least dangling threads)... but lucanis' is my favourite haha. just. the whole kneeling before your beloved full of reverence but without any of the distance that usually implies??? his complete undramatic certainty and calm in every scene with rook after this, having spent the whole game caught between fear and longing???? mr. lives in a pantry but it says nothing about my psyche don't worry about it it's purely for tactical reasons that I keep myself contained in a small dark room not entirely unlike a cell, love among the parsnips -- finally coming to rook in their room and it's so comfortable and comforting???? after all the times rook supports and comforts him through the game he's finally able to return the same to them when they need it while being so calm and steady and it's so fucking sweet and feels so effortless and with no price attached?????? he basically assigns himself the role of your bodyguard and he WILL stab a god over it??????????????? the turn to protector (which was in his heart all along longing to get out and find a place) of it all????? he sounds like he's found himself unexpectedly stumbling into such a soul-lightening state of revelatory existential relief, full on 'you only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves' mary oliver style, and he goes and he shares that with rook and protectively envelops them in it when they're hurting??????????????????????????? hello for the maker's sake hello can anyone hear me?????

[watmalik]

IT REALLY IS THE END OF AN ERA UGH

[thestarwarslesbian]

TK, lying on the sofa in the 126 with his head in Carlos’ lap: Tell me I’m pretty. Judd, walking past: You’re pretty fucking annoying.

[bobbycapnash]

POV: You’re dating Judd Ryder

[91-1lover]

TK: Baby, are you coming to bed?

*Drunk* Carlos: No,thank you. I'm sure you're lovely but I have a husband

[iheartgarrus]

Drabble Prompt: Trouble

(AO3 Link - Ryder ponders the trouble she's in.)

The night after Sloane's party, Ryder stared up at the ceiling in her cabin, wondering just what she was getting into.

Two fingers rested on her lower lip, the taste of whiskey still on her tongue. Whiskey and…

Shena might as well have meant "trouble" - she knew that, even without the warnings she'd been given by some of her crew.

And yet. And yet she only found herself wanting to keep following Reyes down whatever rabbit hole he was leading her to.

She licked her lips. Only trouble could taste that good. But she'd never let that stop her before.