#admiral steven hackett

[illusivesoul]

Hackett: "If the Illusive Man is good at one thing, it's finding new ways to subvert science. It's never worked for him before, and it won't now" Shepard, who's alive due to the Illusive Man subverting science: "You're so right, boss"

[baggesa]

[lunaticqueen-art]

Birthday gift for el verano

[x3no9]

I am so boooring! Lol. More Hackett x Harper. Scene for upcoming chapter of the latest adventure. Link is below for full versions. I included my rough sketch this time because I'm diggin the basic hair lol.

[charlatron]

I Have Not been able to stop thinking about these two for Weeks! Thank you so much @ashalle-art for this beautifully soft loveliness.

[acciokaidanalenko]

Taking on the Universe: Ch. 4 Preview

Chapter Four: Departure

This chapter will be posted on Monday 12/19! ❤

Summary: Captain Anderson greets Nihlus and the officers attend the final briefing before shakedown begins. A skeptical Kaidan is curious about the commander and searches for answer from her best friend, the helmsman of the Normandy.

CW/TW: Mention of PTSD/Flashbacks of trauma

Preview below the cut.

After leaving the bridge, Captain Anderson hurried to greet their special guest, who had been escorted to the ship by the admiral. He ignored the whispers of the crew as he passed by, knowing that they suspected there was more information about the Council Spectre's arrival on the Normandy than they were being given. They were right, of course, but he couldn't let them know that. Even Shepard was unaware of the Turian's true purpose here. He'd let her know when the time was right, and not a moment sooner.

“Spectre Kryik, sorry to keep you waiting,” Anderson said formally as he approached.

“Please, Captain, call me Nihlus,” the Spectre corrected as Anderson stood in front of him. He towered over the Human.

Anderson and Nihlus knew one another by reputation, each having worked with the other's species many times over the course of their respective careers. They were both highly decorated soldiers, with their own reputations.

The captain knew that having a Council Spectre aboard the Normandy was a big deal for the Alliance, especially given the true nature of his presence. He knew this mission had to go smoothly, unlike the experience he’d had working with a different Turian, damn near twenty years ago. 

“I was just telling Nihlus that we had time for a quick tour of the ship before you and I must attend the officer’s briefing,” Admiral Hackett informed the captain. Anderson nodded his head in acknowledgement and looked up at the Turian. The white markings on his face contrasted heavily against the darker tint of his skin, and his red and black armor marked him out even more amongst the sea of blue Alliance uniforms surrounding them. 

Captain Anderson and Admiral Hackett led the Spectre around the ship. He tried to ignore the stares and whispers of the crew, who seemed to have mixed reactions to his presence. However, he remained cordial toward any of the Humans that did approach him for an introduction. There weren’t many of them.

“And when will I be meeting Commander Shepard? Since she is the reason I’m here,” Nihlus asked as he stood with the two men on the CIC, his tone flat but expectant.

As if she'd been summoned by his words, Natasha appeared after having just left the bridge. Her heart skipped a beat as she saw who was standing beside the captain. Not only their expected guest, but also Admiral Hackett. She took a deep breath before she began walking toward the three men.

“Shepard, perfect timing. I’d like to introduce you to Nihlus, the Spectre that will be accompanying us for shakedown,” Anderson said as she approached. She looked the Turian up and down, noting as many details about his strict appearance as she could. She felt suddenly exposed, clad in only her Alliance uniform while this Spectre towered over her in his armor. Her mind drifted to her footlocker on the deck below, where her own armor sat tucked away, useless.

“A pleasure to meet you, Commander,” Nihlus said as he extended his hand toward her. She glanced at it briefly before grasping it firmly.

"The pleasure's mine, Spectre. We're honored to have you aboard," she responded kindly, her mind filling with even more questions about his presence as the crew grumbled in the background. "I hope you'll oversee the launch with me. In the meantime, we have a short briefing to attend with our officers. Please, excuse us." Her eyes shifted from Nihlus to the captain, carefully avoiding Hackett's gaze.

Nihlus nodded his head in response and turned to walk toward the bridge. Natasha saw Jeff and Alenko walk past him as they hurried to the comm room, though Jeff trailed slightly behind the staff lieutenant. Her eyes shifted back to Anderson, who offered her a simple smile. Hackett was the first of the trio to begin walking across the deck, leading the way to their final briefing before launch. 

[lieutenantabrudas]

ngl lads i told myself i'd finish this for mother's day and then immediately forgot and just happened to finish it now anyway because i wanted to close the canvas and do something else. anyway hello good morning can i interest you all in a lawful neutral/evil navy milf

this is nautilea victrilianus, turian imperial navy. she's a vice admiral at the time of canon and a very highly-decorated shanxi veteran, as well as the wife of tibero quentius, turian chief ambassador (and possible councilor if cnclr sparatus dies, depending on timeline). born on rocam in 2094 terran, she met tibero during their mandatory services when they were briefly sharing a ship and the travels were interrupted by a solar storm, and they fell for each other instantly. they have four children together - atticus, valeria, and the twins bellicus and salvius - and now that tibero has switched from the army to xenopolitics, when she isn't out with the fleet (on the dreadnought Enninion, usually, under her own command) she usually resides on the citadel with him or at their beachfront home on his homeworld of parnithas around holidays. the two of them are also good friends with councilor sparatus and his wife aediteia, and frequently hang out together as a group; tibero is also known to spend time with the sparatuses by himself when nauti is away and he's lonely, with her blessing, because she hates it when he's lonely look at his face he's so sad :(

you can read about her mainly so far in these two fics: "a luncheon most foul" [AO3], her actual character introduction feat. teia and other tower spouses, and "a contest of titans" [AO3], from hackett's pov both during shanxi and many years later.

also she has the bird version of a yorkshire accent. for fun. and kinda because she was inspired by jason isaacs as zhukov in the death of stalin. more rambling under the cut i have so many Thoughts about this one horrible terror-bird

during shanxi, nautilea was a lieutenant-commander, and after her unit boarded a human ship and took several humans prisoner, she was placed in charge of their keep and interrogation. one of said prisoners was then-lieutenant-commander steven hackett. they both proceeded to be utterly abhorrent to each other, they both sucked, nauti was mean and violent and taking out her own emotional distress on hackett who had nothing to do with it, hackett was just as nasty and cruel back, neither one of them was a good person in this instance don't get it twisted. nautilea was worried about her husband and son atticus, both with the army (atticus being 21 and only a sergeant at the time, while tippi was a major) down on the ground on shanxi, and took it out on hackett, seeing it as humanity's fault that her loved ones were in danger while she was stuck up in orbit unable to do anything. it got worse when she lost contact with tibero, which would later turn out to be because he had been captured and taken prisoner, and then when atticus was med-evaced to her ship because he'd been grievously wounded and wouldn't speak to anyone, just cried for his mummy. his squadmates came forward and vouched that the humans who'd ambushed them had started to take them hostage, but needed "mama" to be translated for them as parental terms hadn't been translated yet, and then retreated once they learned what atticus was saying and how old he was, uncomfortable with the knowledge of what they'd done to someone so young. unfortunately, nautilea didn't care, and took out her rage on the humans in her charge. she calmed down significantly once atticus recovered enough to talk to her, and formally requested being taken off prisoner duty so she could focus on her son. hackett would never learn why she disappeared.

later on, hackett would continue to hold a grudge well into the future, while nautilea mostly put everything behind her and stopped caring, because her husband and chicks were safe and that was all that ever mattered to her. in the current period, she generally doesn't care about humans and leaves dealing with aliens (the ones who aren't actively shooting at her men, anyway) to her husband once he switches to xenopolitics. she cares about her people, and her duty to them, and that's what she focuses on. if tippi asks for her input, she'll give it, but for the most part she keeps work and home separate. it helps that when she comes home to tibero, her main line of thought is just about how happy she is to be home where she gets to be cuddled and cooked for and given shinies and not have to wear real people clothes if she doesn't want to, everything outside their apartment be damned. she does still think it's funny that she lives rent-free in hackett's head, especially after tibero is made chief ambassador under sparatus and hackett complains in the news about her. it's whatever. that was the old her. she's moved on.

... except in my "bad end" timeline, where the destiny ascension is left to die under shepard and hackett's orders, and she and tibero lose a very close friend. as hackett was in command of the fifth fleet and made the call to hang back and let the ascension burn, all those bad memories come roaring back, and nautilea goes on the warpath. when the alliance make a move to try and get more of their own ships defending the citadel, the council shoots them down and lets the turians take command instead, and nautilea is put right at the head of the fleet. hackett is not happy about this. nautilea is not happy about hackett killing her friend. the alliance's betrayal is taken as proof that they should have crushed the humans at shanxi, and while tibero tries to counsel peace, nautilea spirals, and becomes determined that what happened to ierian sparatus will not happen to her tippi. things get bad, they almost divorce, the series is about dealing with tragedy nobody's having a good time okay but it works out tippi insists on therapy because he recognizes she's grieving and cracking under the strain of trying to be the strong one

and, just for fun, her character inspo:

his intro with the slowmo and dramatic music is exactly what you should be thinking of when she arrives in luncheon most foul btw. as a treat. that's her that's nautilea. wife <3

[swaps55]

Mezzo - 07 - They All Die Young

Pairing: mshenko | Rating: M Tags: Canon-typical violence, trauma, dealing with your problems poorly, body autonomy struggles   Summary: The twists and turns of ME2, through the eyes of everyone but Commander Shepard. Chapter Summary: Hannah Shepard, Jack, and Mordin, Oh My! AKA, Swaps wrote Mordin’s POV for the first time and she’s being so brave about it.

Chapter 7: They All Die Young | Read on Ao3

14 November 2185, Arcturus Stream, Arcturus, SSV Everest

Hannah Shepard sits at the conference table in room 2B on the Everest, eyes on the door that Admiral Hackett better walk through any damn minute. The Orizaba docked on Arcturus an hour ago, and she’s been waiting in this tiny room for half of that.  

She replays the Freedom’s Progress security footage, staring at the face she had known since he took his first breath, even if she’d never really known the person behind it.

One minute he’d been a child chasing the stars, the next he’d had a spec ops designation, on his way to becoming the first human Spectre. Everything in between is just snapshots, still moments in time.

She’d last seen him about a year before his death, when she’d pinned him for making Staff Commander right before his transfer to the Normandy. The Spectre induction ceremony had happened without her. She’d watched from a terminal on the Kilimanjaro out in Gemini Sigma, wondering if the black chain on his dress uniform was Daniel’s. Giving it to him was supposed to have helped create some connection between them.

She always miscalculated when it came to Sam.  

But Sam had been so difficult to get to know. Even Daniel had struggled when he was a kid. Anderson was the only person he didn’t keep at arm’s length. Or so she’d thought, until she’d invited Lieutenant – Commander, now – Alenko to dinner after his memorial.

(I’m sorry you didn’t know him the way I did. I think you would have liked him.)

It was…a relief, in some way, that someone would be able to remember him in the ways that she could not.

Sam was so much like Daniel. Burned bright and fierce and left so little behind. Idly, she wonders what became of the black chain. One of the only pieces she’d had left of Daniel, and she’d given it to Sam. Now she has neither.  

They all die young. Or so she’d believed.

The conference room door opens, and Admiral Hackett walks in brusque, all business, acknowledging her salute with a curt nod and gesturing for her to keep her seat.

“Captain. Thank you for coming.”

“What is the meaning of the Freedom’s Progress security footage?”

He settles into his chair. A yeoman appears from a side door and offers them both water. Hannah waves him off, not taking her eyes off of Hackett.

“We don’t know yet,” he replies, looking her right in the eye.

“That’s my son, Steven. What do we know?”

He draws in a reluctant breath. “Several months ago we became aware that in the aftermath of Alchera, Cerberus managed to recover Sam Shepard’s body.”

Cold sweeps through her. “They found a body.”

She’s always imagined what those words would sound like.  

Read from the beginning | Read the rest on Ao3 | The Mezzo Playlist

[lilmissnatcat24]

ok this is my start SO FAR of my documentary style post-mass effect 3 fic

((and this is hopefully going to push me to write a full chapter and get it posted so please enjoy))

[Tali’zorah vas Neema]: Hang on, let me just… fix my hair… 

…

[Kaidan Alenko]: Do I-- Do I look at the camera? Or do I look at you? 

…

[Garrus Vakarian]: Have you gotten my good side? (clicks tongue) I’ve learned to like this scar, I’d like to show it off. 

…

[Urdnot Grunt]: Do you care if I eat during this? 

[Emily Wong]: (off camera) Do you have to?

[Grunt]: If you want me to sit here for more than five minutes, then yes. 

[Emily]: As long as it’s not too loud. 

[Grunt]: (eats a bag of chips as loudly as someone possibly can). 

…

[Emily Wong]: How would you describe Commander Shepard in one word? 

[Dr. Liara T’Soni]: (small smile) Eye-opening. 

[Miranda Lawson]: Inspirational. 

[Jack]: Tough. Tough as balls. 

[Khalisa Bint Sinan al-Jilani]: (grimace) Violent. 

[Jeff ‘Joker’ Moreau]: O Captain, My Captain.

[James Vega]: Lola.

[Kasumi Goto]: Along for the ride. 

[Conrad Verner]: (voice slightly shaking) Perfection. 

[Urdnot Wrex]: (chuckles) Human. 

[Captain Kirrahe]: Brazen. 

[Justicar Samara]: Good. 

[Zaeed Massani]: (loud cackle) A right old bitch. 

[Jacob Taylor]: Humble. 

[Samantha Traynor]: Thoughtful. 

[Admiral Hackett]: A damned good soldier. 

[Tali’zorah vas Neema]: (wipes tear) Sister. 

[Steven Cortez]: Bold. 

[Dr. Karen Chakwas]: Friend. 

[Urdnot Grunt]: Battlemaster. 

[Kaidan Alenko]: One-of-a-kind.

[Garrus Vakarian]: (opens mouth, pauses. Sighs, shrugs shoulder) Shepard. She was just… Shepard. 

…

[Emily Wong] This month marks the two year anniversary of the end of the Reaper Wars, and the death of Commander Shepard. Shepard’s renown was known throughout the entire galaxy for someone who defended not only the human race, but all organic beings. The first human Spectre, she embodied everything that makes a hero. And tonight, we have assembled her closest allies, comrades, and friends to remember the woman that Shepard was and her legacy that lives on.

[clericofshadows]

cleric's oc factsheet

thought I would compile a quick list of my Mass Effect OCs, including my Shepards, with some basic facts/features about them. I'll be updating this randomly as I sculpt more characters, add more to my canon, and so on :) this is also in my pinned post!

Within Regis's and Nyx's canon, they do exist in each other's universes. However:

In Regis's canon, Nyx stayed a civilian engineer. He and Hackett reconciled before the events of ME2 and restarted their relationship. He's an Alliance contact for tech-related needs and is a strong war-asset for the construction of the Crucible.

In Nyx's canon, Regis never went to BAaT, learned biotics with Vikram, and still did his cybernetics education, which led him to also going to Omega with Vik. He meets Zaeed and enters a relationship with him, and he ends up meeting Kaidan on Omega three years before the events of ME1. He's an Alliance contact for terminus on-goings and also works as a merc with Zaeed if needed.

REGIS LUCIAN SHEPARD

Gender: Male (He/him)

Age: 32 (in ME1)

Birthday: February 9, 2151

Classification: N7 Sentinel

Rank: Commander (ME1); Admiral (Post-ME3)

Sexuality: Gay

Relationship: In a polyamorous relationship with Kaidan Alenko and Zaeed Massani

Quick Facts: Was at BAaT with Kaidan Alenko and has L2 implants. Been in a relationship with Kaidan since a couple of years after BAaT, and they met Zaeed on Omega three years before the events of ME1. Regis has an education background in cybernetics and implants and codes his own omnitool programs.

Notoriety: Butcher of Torfan

Morality: Mostly Renegade

Notable Events: Ashley and Kaidan both survive Virmire; Garrus, Grunt, and Legion perish on the suicide mission. Regis doesn't recruit Garrus in ME1 and recruits Liara last. Liara is not the Shadow Broker, but Regis's friend Wren is instead. Kaidan and Ashley start N7 training after Regis's death. They both obtain Spectre status before ME3.

NYX "PHOENIX" SHEPARD

Gender: Male (He/Him)

Age: 59 (in ME1)

Birthday: May 1, 2124

Classification: N7 Engineer, past Infiltrator

Rank: Commander (ME1); Captain (Post-ME1)

Sexuality: Gay

Relationship: In a polyamorous relationship with Kaidan Alenko and Steven Hackett

Quick Facts: First Contact War Veteran, obtained eezo exposure at an older age and subsequently developed biotics due to a genetic anomaly gained from Prothean experimentation on ancient humans. Nickname came from his ability to revive any old tech and equipment, and his penchant to get back up when all seems lost. Infiltrator during the FCW that targeted and assassinated key turian targets and stole information.

Alternate Universe: No Reapers AU/Protheans nearly won but wiped themselves out in the process and leaving a few straggler Reapers alive.

Notoriety: Butcher of Torfan

Morality: Mostly Paragon

Notable Events: Does not recruit Garrus in ME1, saves both Ashley and Kaidan on Virmire. Kaidan becomes a Spectre after ME1 and Ashley is sent for N7 training.

WREN CLARKSON

Gender: Female (She/Her)

Age: 30 (in ME1)

Birthday: August 8, 2153

Classification: N7 Fury

Rank: Commander (ME1), Major (ME2)

Sexuality: Lesbian

Relationship: After a long time of pining, ends up with EDI

Quick Facts: Becomes the Shadow Broker under Regis's orders, effectively turning the Broker's resources into the Alliance's, making them a more fearsome power during ME3.

Notoriety: Hero of Elysium

Morality: Mostly Renegade

SETH NOMAD

Gender: Male (He/They)

Age: 35 (in ME1)

Birthday: December 27, 2148

Classification: N7 Paladin

Rank: Commander (ME1), Captain (ME3)

Sexuality: Asexual

Relationship: Doesn't have one currently

Quick Facts: Secondary Shadow Broker to Wren, works closely with Hackett to coordinate Alliance efforts within the network's capacity. Not a biotic but enjoys the Paladin classification due to their drone work.

Notoriety: Akuze Sole Survivor

Morality: Neutral-Paragon

ADRIAN SHEPARD

Gender: Male (He/Him)

Age: 58 (in ME1)

Birthday: April 21, 2125

Occupation: Pilot, Smuggler

Sexuality: Pansexual

Relationship: Bonding with Vikram T'Lara

Quick Facts: Twin brother to Atlas Shepard, Regis's father. Very laid back, casual, and cares little for formality. Met Vikram on an Omega run and after he ran into some trouble. Very good with hand-to-hand combat. Main residence is Earth. Tolerates Hannah Shepard and disliked her parenting towards Regis.

Morality: Neutral-Paragon

VIKRAM T'LARA

Gender: Non-binary (They/them)

Age: 841 (in ME1)

Birthday: June 1, 1342

Occupation: Former Asari Commando, Former Asari Cybernetic Engineer and Technician, current physician on Omega. Later joins the Alliance as a doctor after 2185.

Sexuality: Pansexual

Relationship: Bonding with Adrian Shepard

Quick Facts: Would have been the one to train Regis if it weren't for politics surrounding BAaT. Extremely powerful with biotics and is always willing to share their knowledge. Hates the current asari status-quo and finds their leadership and race to be stagnant.

Morality: Neutral-Renegade

[lucius-the-sinful]

System Alliance Dossier: Zafir Daedlock

D.O.B: April 11th, 2143

P.O.B: Luna

Rank: Captain

Classification: N7 Infiltrator

Status: Active

Psychological Profile: Daedlock's dedication and effectiveness is highly respected by most leadership within the Alliance. However, due to events during his service, he is restricted from participating in tours within the Terminus System unless approved by Admiral Steven Hackett.

Pre-Service History: Born on a Luna military base to Commander Einar Daedlock and Saadiya Daedlock. Before the First Contact War, his father was on tour in Shanxi, his family living on the colony. Commander Einar was killed in action during first contact, and Daedlock's mother and sister were killed in crossfire on an escape vessel.

Notable Records:

-N7 Designation, Interplanetary Combatives Training as of 2163.

Tours of Duty: RESTRICTED

-2161 Arcturus Station Security detail and special operative training as part of the Interplanetary Combatives Academy.

-2162 Europa Patrol and reconnaissance (recommended showing exceptional dedication, integrity, and leadership ability)

-2163 Arcturus Station Graduated at the N7 level with honors.

[[SECURITY CLEARANCE DETECTED, AUTHORIZING....]]

-2165 Camala Led the ground team to evacuate Kahlee Sanders

-2168 SSV Hyderabad Led the assassination of Eluam Ran'perah and destruction of the Tunerron on Alsages

-2170 SSV Einstein Rescue and recovery of the Mindoir colony

-2171 SSV Leipzig Commanding officer; sabotage of a batarian slaver vessel in the Viper Nebula

-2171 Earth Removed from duty at the request of the Citadel Council

-2176 SSV Agincourt Led sabotage team to take down batarian communications during the Skyllian Blitz

-2183 SSV Normandy Assigned under the command of Commander Shepard as a special agent

[x3no9]

Thank you @hffhifjou for this sweet sketch of one of my favorite couples ever: Admiral Hackett and Illusive Man Jack Harper. Goes along perfectly with my fics especially this one..

[charlatron]

Thirsty Thursday 'cause I'm absolutely parched for this old man

"What smells so good?" Olivia asked, hopping up onto the kitchen counter beside the stove where Hackett was busy preparing the final meal of their minibreak. 

"Mushroom risotto," he answered, glancing indiscreetly at her long, bare legs before returning his attention to his cooking.

She watched him in silence, admiring the confidence he exuded in the kitchen… and the hard earned athletic build of his naked torso.

"That's very distracting," Hackett chastised, interrupting her quiet admiration.

"What did I do?" She innocently blinked.

"You're looking at me like I'm the meal."

Olivia stared back in silence, her gaze playful and expectant.

"Stir this for me," Hackett commanded, relinquishing his wooden spoon, "and don't stop."

He took her face in his hands and kissed her with such unbridled passion she immediately faltered.

"What did I tell you?" he spoke against her lips, and she was quick to resume her task so that he might continue his own.

She moaned as his hands traversed her curves, kneading her flesh until she was squirming against the hard surface of the counter in a futile bid for friction.

Hackett grinned approvingly as he smoothed his hand up the length of her thigh, finding her bare beneath his shirt.

She looked him in the eye, a silent exchange of consent passing between them as he slowly lowered himself into a crouch, trailing a teasing line of open-mouthed kisses along the smooth flesh of her inner-thigh.

"Fuck," she quietly sighed as he slowly dragged his tongue between her folds, his heady moan of indulgence making her feel so desired she almost climaxed from the sound alone.

Tagging @diccix @apraxvalith @starsandskies @alyssalenko @whiskynorocks @ashalle-art @hobo-apostate @fiannans @perhapsrampancy @schoute @pikapeppa @dismalzelenka @hollyand-writes @storybookhawke @dalish-rogue @catalystcrisis @catqueenofpluto @gaeadene @hanatsuki89 @kourvo @zuendwinkel @kittimau @jacklyn-flynn @kemvee and anyone else who has some thirsty WIPs to share <3

[acciokaidanalenko]

Taking on the Universe, Chapter Two

Chapter Two: Arcturus Station

Summary: To Natasha Shepard, Arcturus Station was a stark reminder of everything she'd lost; not the bright hub of interstellar politics everyone else viewed it as. Finally forced to return after months of careful avoidance, she comes face to face with the living reminder of the ghosts of her past. For seven years she's been trying to outrun them, but she can't run forever.

CW/TW: Mention of PTSD/Flashbacks of trauma

Preview of chapter below. AO3 Link: here.

Arcturus Station: the military and political headquarters of the Systems Alliance, home to 45,000 residents, and the absolute last place in the entire galaxy Natasha wanted to be. She’d put immense effort into avoiding this station, and one specific person on it. Of course, as a member of said military, it wasn’t possible for her to completely escape its haunted halls.

This time, she’d managed to stay away from Arcturus for a few months. But now she was back. Just like every other time she was forced to return, everything she’d repressed for the past seven years bubbled to the surface, threatening to overwhelm her as she made her way through the familiar territory of the barracks. Just walking through these halls made her heart ache, longing for a simpler time. Memories she tried so hard to keep at bay pressed against the wall she’d erected to keep them hidden. There was just too much history here.

As a child, she’d walked these same halls, clinging to the hand of whichever parent was about to leave on their next tour of duty without her. There had been several times she’d left with Hannah, spending months at a time stationed on ships. Other instances left her with her father, Kristofer, who was sometimes sent to colonies further out in Alliance-controlled space. Having both of her parents commissioned as officers meant that she’d known what all military children grow up knowing; there’s a considerable amount of moving around involved, which can make life as an only child quite lonely.

The majority of her childhood years, however, had been spent aboard this station, with Kris. He had been the highest-ranking engineer in the Alliance, stationed at their capital as he worked to improve communications around the galaxy. Between both of her parents’ various postings over the years, Natasha had seen most of Alliance space by the time she was ten years old. It had been then, during one of Kris’ stays on Arcturus, she had met the friends she would bond with, and finally find a sense of belonging among her peers. In no time at all, Fredrik, Evelyn, Jeff, and Arthur had become some of the most important people in her life.

[eridanidreams]

Writing Pattern Tag Game

Tagged by @silurisanguine; if she didn't already get you in her post, feel free to consider yourself tagged by me!

Rules: list the first line(s) of your last 10 posted fics and see if there’s a pattern!

Well, I only have seven posted fics, so here they are!

stars through my fingers like grains of sand: Cait always knew her eyes were the problem.

Twisted Toward the Light: “Remind me to have some words with Diego when we get back to the Rock,” Sam grumbled.

The Odysseus Gambit: “…and the new Eliza is online and functioning within approved parameters,” Everett concluded.

Mass Effect: Human Resolution: Admiral Steven Hackett, Commander, Fifth Fleet, leaned back in his office chair and looked at his flag lieutenant.

Small Kindnesses: Adam likes heights.

Improvise, Adapt, Overcome: Adam sent off his after-action report with a final keystroke, then leaned back in his chair and rubbed the back of his neck with a sigh.

Disciplinary Action: It was ten in the morning and Jim already had a headache.

Patterns, hmm. It appears I have two preferred ways to start a fic or a chapter: either orienting to person and situation to draw the reader in, or something punchy and provocative to make the reader ask questions.