#Shepard x tali

[astra-dark]

Happy N7 day y’all!! Sadly having these guys done for today wasn’t in the cards but they’ll be available very soon!

Tada! I finally finished the designs for my Mass Effect plush charms!! ✨

I’m thinking about making these guys as a series one and then later on adding all the other human characters as a series two, I know they’ll be less popular than the aliens but I love them so I gotta make ‘em!

These guys will be available in my shop in November for N7 day! 💕

[hum-tittle]

In case you didn't know Mordin gives advice for specific romances in Mass Effect 2.

Mordin’s Advice:

Garrus- you might die

Jack- you might die

Tali- she might die

Miranda- you might get probed

Thane- you might get high

[theratking-heheheheheh]

TALI

I love her so much

And this is for fem-Shep to be clear😘

[nescio7]

Everyday I wake up and I realize that you can’t get into a polycule with Liara, Garrus, and Tali

[incorrect-masseffect-quotes]

Shepard: Who hurt you?

Tali: Do you want a list?

Shepard,cracking knuckles: Yes

[mrdisturbed1799]

Shepherd when Tali tells him about the Turian who called her a “Suit-Rat” when she was hurt.

[gabumonisbestdigimon]

Started playing earthborn/sole survivor Shepard going to go from renegade to paragon. His current dynamic with Tali can only be described with the song I Think I Got You Beat from Shrek the Musical

[grtmnick]

This is one of my favorite fan re-designs of what Tali'Zorah and other Quarians might have looked like under their suits.

[mahiiimahiiii]

🥢family dinner

The Normandy crew goes on a mini street food and pub crawl. You get to know about characters favorite meals and backgrounds (or at least my version of them)

🌌 fleet and fumbled

This is based off of tali's romance and friendship scene where you watch fleet and flotilla. As per usual I'm using femshep. Queer undertones, but general light hearted fluff as Tali gets sick on accident.

🛴 kick in the shins

Garrus's dance scene where he busts a move. Ending up with dinner and him being a service top as an apology to his broody girlfriend. Slightly angst due to sheps image issues seen in the scene.

This will be a general series I'm making for my silversun strip collection! Plus, it will have accompanying art! (If I'm not lazy ofc)

[eld-creative]

I can finally see your face

Commission made for @apple-pretzelchan <3

[gwendolyn-of-loxley]

N7 Month Day 4: Dive

Mini-Entry

John had no idea how it started, but he felt cold. Cold and dark.

He had no memory of how he got to where he was. He turned his head, but everything felt slow, and he could see nothing but the pitchest black he'd ever known. He tried to walk, but as he kicked his legs this way and that, he couldn't find any purchase. He was floating, and he couldn't get anywhere. He began to feel dizzy, and his tongue found the overwhelming flavor of iron that could only be blood. He wanted to throw up, but he somehow knew that there was nothing in his stomach. He was simultaneously always in motion and absolutely still.

In the inky black, there was suddenly a piercing set of lights. They were somewhere between white and blue, and he instinctively felt that he was being examined. Not merely looked at, but studied. He was a petri dish, an intriguing rock found on an insignificant stretch of road. A pebble in the stream that glinted differently than the others. An intruder. A disgusting mold.

You have gone too far.

With a cry, John plunged forward in bed. His sheets felt soaked, and his skin was freezing and searing. He sniffed, bringing a hand to his nose, and as the light on his wife's side of the bed clicked on, he pulled his hand back to see it smeared with blood. His chest heaved out and in as he greedily took in a much oxygen as his lungs allowed.

"John," Tali asked, gently trying to turn him to look at her. "John, what's wrong?"

The Spectre blinked, looking at the woman next to him, grasping at memories of her. Tali'Zorah. Admiral of Civil Engineering. The love of his life. His best friend.

"John?"

He blinked again. "Bad dream," he said, and realized that he hadn't quite meant to say it.

Looking confused, Tali put her hands to his face. Looking at her, John noticed that his wife faired far better than he had in the night. She showed no signs of overheating, and her hair -- only a few inches long -- remained free of moisture. Her lips were bent oh-so-little in a concerned frown.

"Last time I checked, nightmares didn't cause nosebleeds in humans," she said, gently turning his head while she examined him. What she was looking for, he wasn't quite sure. Still, that didn't stop John from wanting to lighten things up.

"When was the last time you checked," he asked, trying to smile, but wincing. He began to notice a horrific dull headache.

Eyes clicking back to his, one of Tali's hands lowered. "Last week. Have to stay up to date on my dashing hero's biological quirks."

John said nothing, electing to lean into his wife's tridigital hand. He closed his eyes, and in the interest of his bloodstream, began breathing softly out of his mouth. His heart calmed, finally able to come up for air.

[scareyedcharizard16]

Tali: *entering Shepard's cabin* Hey, Shepard. Got anything going on tonight?

Shepard: *dramatically turns on a bunch of mood lights* Nope. I'm as free as the dust on a solar wind.

Tali: ...AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!

[gideonfromthecrypt]

Happy N7day everyone!

[wildcardhoney]

I’ll find my way back to you ❤️

[hum-tittle]

So, after the Suicide mission in Mass Effect, you can invite your LI up to your cabin, and one thing you can do is sit in their lap or vice versa.

I thought this was so funny because lap sitting is the least romantic, least sexy physical affection I can think of. Even with how hard they're trying to make it romantic, it just not to me.

I was talking to some people about it they were confused by my opinion.

Then it dawned on me, it's because of my famous father.

My dad is Santa!

(he was a professional Santa and was pretty popular locally. He had even been on the front page of the news and the cities official Santa)

So, in my mind, I will always associate lap sitting with my dad and children and a few very creepy women 😅 (you'd be surprised how many women hit on Santa).

[earthenterran]

in another fucking life

(nb shepard, she/they)