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iron-strangers · 8 months ago

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Dream a Little Dream of Me

Description: It's all true, Jedi can read minds. You've been trained to keep people's thoughts about you for so long. It went well until the day you caught Din's fantasy involving you.

Pairing: The Mandalorian (Din Djarin) x Female Jedi!Reader

Series: Expanding Clan Mudhorn

Tags: Established Relationships, Mand’alor Din Djarin, A Sprinkle of Family Fluff, Sexual Fantasy, Vaginal Sex, Oral Sex (f receiving), Unprotected p-in-v, Creampie, Breeding Kink, Lactation Kink

CW: Reader has AFAB characterization, uses she/her pronouns, is able-bodied, has depicted body changes related to pregnancy and breastfeeding, and hair that can be pulled during sex. No Use of Y/N. Consent Issues: Reader peaks into Din's fantasy. NSFW MINORS DNI

Length: 2.7k

According to urban legends, jedi can read minds. That's true, well, to an extent.

Jedi can read unshielded minds. A Jedi’s mental shield helps to prevent their minds so they’re not easily read, but also to prevent them from accidentally reading a non-force sensitive’s mind. This knowledge helped you survive being chased around the galaxy during the Empire’s reign. Imps are weak-minded and you could easily get any information you needed by reading their mind.

As you grew older, some thoughts people had about you turned sexual. Some got you blushing, like the one from a spacer who fantasized about sweet-talking you into having a quickie in the back of the cantina, some others were just plain disturbing and had you slamming a mental shield as quick as you can before fleeing the parameter with your blaster clutched in your hand.

During the old Jedi-Mandalorian war era, Mando'ade have found a way to keep the jetiise out of their head. Beskar helmets are effective for as long as you can remember, but apparently, there's a loophole. Beskar can't block a jedi who's already soul-bonded to a Mandalorian. There might not be any data about this, but let's be real, there's barely any noted soul bonds between a jedi and Mandalorian throughout history.

This explains the weird sync you and Din have. People have mentioned how you complete each other, that you have almost the same opinions on things, how you two always make the same decisions, both politically and on the battlefield. Some might even suggest that you and him finish each other's sentences. It's a cliché, written in teenager’s holonovels. So you're used to laughing it off, deflecting that you probably just spent too much time together, that between leading and parenting, agreeing on the same thing is just what spouses do. The Armorer called you ‘two halves of one warrior’ at your wedding ceremony. It should’ve ring an alarm in your mind, but in your defense, you were too busy getting swooned off your feet.

It became apparent one day when you met him in a small bakery, just a few minutes away from the Keldabe Palace, when he wasn’t supposed to be done until much later in the day. You’ve been craving Keshian Spice Rolls all day and you figured it was a great day to take the kids out, enjoy the sun and a little sweet treats, then surprise your hard-working riduur with a box of pastries back in the palace. Imagine your surprise when you stepped into a bakery and saw him already queuing.

“Rid’ika!” He called, waving to you from the line. You skipped over the lines, smiling and nodding to everyone as you made your way to your riduur. Din took Grogu from you so you can lift Aranar, who’s busy charming everyone off with his toothy grin, up.

“What are you doing here?” You asked, holding his offered hand. “You have to meet the Prince of Bespin in half an hour.”

“I know, but I heard they are baking Keshian Spice Rolls. So I went to buy you some.” Din shrugged, not once caring about the Prince having to wait for him to get back from spoiling his riduur. “And what about you? I thought you have a bes'kad class for the verd’ike this afternoon.”

“The class won’t start for another two hours and I really want a spice roll.”

You heard people behind you aww-ing and you buried your face into his shoulder, humming when you feel cool beskar against your blushing cheek. Din smiled behind his helmet, paying for three spice rolls to go, never once he let your hand go. You got back to the palace with twenty minutes to spare and herded the ad’ike to the Mand’alor’s office.

“Knock when you need him and don’t come in before I answer.” You rushed into the room when you spotted Kryze marching to stop you.

“You two better not be having se-”

“Young ears, Kryze! Manda, we’re just gonna eat Spice Rolls!” You held the pastry packages up for her to see, holding your laughter when you saw her scowling.

“Spice rolls better not be a code for something else, Djarin! You have a meeting in twenty minutes!”

Din closed the door on her face and you locked it with the force for good measure before dissolving into giggles. Din lifted his helmet up and immediately pressed a longing kiss to your lips. The kiss was uncoordinated since the two of you couldn’t stop grinning. The kiss, and the pastries were heavenly, Grogu and Aranar shared a piece, for your peace of mind. After all, it was you who had to wrangle two sugar-high toddlers in the training yard as you teach advanced sword techniques to a group of heavily armed teenagers who happened to be Mandalore's newly sworn warriors.

The impending knock finally came and you shared another sugary sweet kisses with your riduur before you put his helmet back on and sent him away to his duty. The door was barely closed when you were hit with realization.

Fuck, you thought. We’re soul-bonded.

Overall, there are worse people to be soul-bonded with. Having one with your own riduur is not a bad thing at all. Having one with your riduur without any source to soul-bond knowledge, however, is another piece of work. Putting a mental shield up against your own riduur feels wrong but you do it anyway, respecting his privacy to his own mind.

Until today.

Today, you feel a gentle nudge at your brick wall of a mental shield, laced with Din's warm force presence. You could've brushed him off and shielded yourself better, but you thought to yourself that a small peak wouldn't be bad.

You're wrong. Oh, you're so wrong because it's bad. Your hand directly flies towards your mouth and you try to stifle a moan as a yawn.

In his fantasy, Din had you bent over the meeting table and he's pounding into you. He has his hand on the small of your back, pressing you down to the table. You're completely naked against the table, pinned beneath the beskar of his armor. You can hear the filthy sound of his cock ramming into your sopping cunt. Din grabs a fistful of your hair, making you cry his name out loud, losing yourself to the stretch and the hard thrusts of Din's cock.

“Oh fuck-” you grit your teeth, clenching your fist on your thigh. You sit there, stunned, breathless, unable to stop watching.

“Can you feel how good this pussy stretches around me, rid’ika?” Din grunts, holding you so close to his hips while his fingers reach down, rubbing your swollen clit. “Such a good girl, do you wanna cum, mesh'la? Wanna soak my cock and make me give you another ik’aad?”

Maker, yes! You thought, trying your damn hardest not to whine while the version of you in his mind is whimpering and begging him to make you cum. Din leans to your ear, telling you to come. You’re shuddering in his arm, moaning his name in a punched out noise with a telltale sign of orgasm, and you snap yourself out of his imagination.

You put your strongest mental shield up and you lean to the plush seat, blinking and looking around the room as you settle yourself back to reality. Din is sitting on the head of the table, looking over his own datapad as he watches a member of his council talk about Mandalore’s quarterly budget report. If you didn’t know better, you’d think your riduur is actively listening to the report instead of daydreaming about fucking you over this very table.

You tread carefully when you're back home. You put Aranar and Grogu to sleep late, making sure they are a little bit more tired than usual so they sleep soundly later tonight. Once the kids are out like lights, you take the baby monitor with you and change into one of Din’s loose shirts.

You find him still seated on the dining table, tapping things into his datapad. You smirk to yourself, walking towards him and leaning over the dining table to take your own datapad that you could easily reach if you make an extra trip to the end of the table. Din can't stop staring, making no move to help you, instead he stands up from the chair and moves to cup the swell of your ass, just like how he imagined before.

“Careful, rid’ika, you don't know what kinda game you're playing here.”

You whine when his hand moves underneath the shirt, trailing up your thigh, sending shivers up your spine. He whispers praises to your ear, biting down your jaw and your neck.

“Fuck, look at you, mesh'la, you're expecting this, huh?” He lifts the shirt up, revealing nothing underneath other than your glistening cunt. “I haven't even done anything, rid'ika, and this pretty pussy's already all wet for me.”

You moan softly when his fingers find your clit, rubbing on it as you shudder in his arms. Din sinks two fingers into your wet heat and he groans when he feels how wet you are. He thumbs on your clit as he keeps pumping in and out of your cunt, spreading your arousal all over his fingers and your inner thighs until you shake beneath him, then he pulls off of you.

“No, cyare please, I'm so close- Ah!” You cry as his fingers leave you, only to moan loudly when he kneels behind you and he slaps your soaked pussy.

“Needy girl,” he teases, slapping your clit again, ignoring your cries. He parts your folds with his tongue until his smart mouth finds your clit and he starts sucking on the sensitive nub. You grip the edge of the table tightly as you grind against his face, smearing your arousal all over his lower face. Din tuts, holding your hips in place, chuckling when he sees your hole clenches around nothing.

“You know what you get for being such a good girl, cyar’ika?” Din asks, his fingers are back on your clit, rubbing the bundle of nerve in a tight circle as you buck violently against his fingers. “Good girl gets to come on my face.”

His lips are back on you, kissing, lapping, and sucking until you're a whimpering mess. You let out a high pitched whine and you come on his mouth, flooding him with your arousal as he keeps on sucking on your lips as you ride your orgasm.

Din grabs your chin towards him and he kisses you hard, his lips are glistening with the mixture of your cum and his spit and you can taste yourself on the tip of his tongue. Din pulls off of you and he turns you around, lifting you up to the edge of the table. He lays you down and he parts your legs with a steady hand on your inner thigh, keeping them apart so he can admire his hard work, your drenched cunt glistening with your sweet come. Din groans then he spits on your cunt, adding to the mess before smearing everything around with the thick head of his cock. He's painfully hard, his foreskin is pulled all the way back, revealing the flared tip, steadily leaking precum all over you. He lines himself up with your entrance and fucks all the way into you in one push. You watch as his thick cock stretches your hole, feeling yourself clinging to his girth, fluttering around him as you struggle to take his size. Both of you moan when he finally buries himself deep inside you, still holding tight to each other.

“Maker, been thinking about this sweet pussy all day.”

Oh, I know. You thought. “Yeah? Did you think about fucking me, ner riduur? Thought about how my pussy clenches around your cock? Did you think about filling me up with your cum until I'm swollen with your adi'ka?” You taunt him, circling your legs on his hips to keep him buried deep inside of you.

“Fuck!” Din swears, hissing while he steadily leaks precum all over your wet heat, leaning his head to yours and rutting deep against your sweet spot. “You're playing with fire, rid'ika. Can't just say things like that.”

“But I want you to,” you beg, moaning wantonly when he starts pumping in and out of you. “Want you to keep fucking me until I'm so full and swollen with your baby.”

Din growls, pounding deep into you with punishing pace. He's watching you, watching your cunt swallowing his cock, watching your face grow slack with pleasure. You slip your hands under the shirt, covering your breast and squeezing them, making your milk leak until there's a wet patch over the shirt.

“Filthy girl,” Din grunts, pawing on the piece of clothing. “Lift it up baby, let me see.”

You lift the shirt up, revealing your breasts for him, shiny from both milk and sweat. Beads of your milk trickling from your nipples, leaking steadily as he fucks into you. He slips one engorged nipple to his mouth, sucking until he can taste you on his tongue while his fingers play with the abandoned one, rubbing and squeezing, spraying him with milk.

“Everything about you is just so sweet, rid'ika, my perfect girl.” He praises. He licks your nipple clean before switching to the other side, pressing open mouthed kisses before bringing the sensitive buds to his mouth and sucking on it, drinking you until he's full while his hand loves on the other one. His cock never stops pounding into you, bringing you closer and closer with each snaps of his hips.

He folds your legs into a mating press, tucking your knees against your chest and his cock is so deep inside you. So deep he reaches your cervix, kissing your womb with his tip. You clench hard around his length, your wall seizes violently around him, milking him irresistibly as he keeps hitting the spot that makes you see stars, begging him to please, never stop. You're wailing as your whole body shakes, tipping your head back and moaning Din's name so loud he has to cover your mouth with his palm, worried the filthy noises of the snap of his balls slapping your ass, your loud moans, and the squelching sound of your wet pussy might wake the sleeping kids up.

With a shaky shudder, you come down from your high, whining as Din keeps fucking you, chasing his own orgasm. After a few brutal thrust, your riduur groans loudly, shouting punched out moans as he peaks. His cock twitches in your soaked, messy cunt, filling you with his hot cum, flooding your insides and claiming you his. He kisses your lips, muffling both your moans, only parting to plant another kiss to your temple while he pumps you full of his cum, murmuring sweet, loving praises and filthy promises to you.

“That's a good girl, rid'ika. Take it, baby, gonna get you all round and pregnant. That's what you want, right? Want to give me another? Want to be bred all over again?”

Din keeps rutting with you until you both shake from overstimulation and he gently pulls out of you. He admires your blissed, fucked out face, trailing soft kisses down your jaw and your neck, sucking his marks all over your body. You tip his jaw up and catch his lips in another kiss, laced with a content smile, before breaking away to whisper sweet I love yous to each other.

Din gathers you in his arms, carrying you to the bedroom and lowering you gently into your shared bed. He leaves for the fresher, fetching a damp rag to clean you up before slipping into his side of bed beside you. He pulls you close, kissing your lips lovingly and rearranges the covers, tucking you into his arms.

“You're my dream girl, you know that right?”

“I tried,” you smile contently, caressing the scruff of his jaw softly.

“You don't have to,” Din mutters, humming when you snuggle closer to him, pressing your heartbeat over his. “You're perfect just the way you are.”

You exchange more kisses, lazily making out in bed until sleep takes over, safely nestled in each other's arms.

About a few weeks later, you start to feel the tiniest flutter in the force.

#expanding clan mudhorn #din djarin x reader #din djarin x female reader #din djarin x you #din djarin fanfiction #the mandalorian x reader #the mandalorian fanfiction #the mandalorian #din djarin #the mandalorian smut #din djarin smut #din djarin imagine #pedro boys #pedro pascal fic #star wars #star wars fanfiction

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dovescheck · 1 year ago

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day 2 of calling out proshippers in the murder drones tag so they can get blocked by everyone whose not a freak like them lol

EDIT: found another one im just gonna add onto this post with proshippers i encounter while casually scrolling the tag because i dont think anyone even wants to see their regular stuff - putting a spacer so that it doesnt clog the tag when ppl scroll past

text unrelated lol

#murder drones

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missholloween · 4 months ago

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"To the world we dream about, and the one we live in now"

"Livin' It Up On Top", Hadestown

Hyl or Hylian

They/them

Ao3: chaoscomeswithin

Welcome to my blog!

One year ago, I was a regular tumblr user that posted about tma and other stuff, until the fatidic day I watched Nerdy Prudes Must Die. Ever since then, Starkid projetcs (as well as Tin Can Bros and Pulp Musicals) have taken over my life. I now write analysis and fics for those fandoms, as well as sillier posts and the ocasional drawing.

Main tags:

#hyl rambles -> text posts/personal

#hyl writes -> fic tag. They can also be found in Ao3

#hyl draws -> drawing tag

#hyl answers -> ask tag!

#hyl doesn't write -> whining about writing + process of my different WIPS

I also tag spoilers for different media. Right now the main ones are #pulp 4 spoilers, #cc spoilers, #arcane spoilers and #wwdits spoilers. If you need another one, let me know and I'll tag it!

I like being tagged in posts/tag games. If I don't answer them, that's on me. In the same fashion, my askbox is always open for anything <3

Thanks to @enchanthings for the spacers!!!

and @paranormaltheatrekid for the status quo blinkie <3

#i need to do blinkies. might update this in some days/this afternoon #but intro post!!!! finally have one!!!!!#yall should be proud of me #hyl rambles #into post #last edited: 12/12/24

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d8tl55c · 4 months ago

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hi! 🎊\o_🎉 looking for something? 𓆡

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update 3.16 - 12/27/2024

gender: she/they/it thx

util: colorsss, community posts list (doc), spacer [⠀], 🌟(• ˕ •マ ฅ(ᵔ꒳ ᵔマ.ᐟ

fan of (bold==frequent post): AvA/M and other Alan Becker works, AUs, Rain World, The Murderbot Diaries, Sky CotL, Kitten Burst, ULTRAKILL, Portal, Pony Town, Minecraft, Interstellar, D:BH, Undertale, Hollow Knight, Lackadaisy, 17776, Murder Drones, Dungeon Meshi, Doctor Who, The Isle, WolfQuest, Warrior Cats, wildlife, bugs, space, robots, software development, adding programming knowledge into my writing and headcanons, modding, whump;blood;violence;fluff;serious and silly, fanfic of all of the above, humans, math, animation, ascii art, old internet.

(^ will update over time)

my ava/m au is called EXECUTABLE. it spans the entire known timeline of AvA and AvM in a Different POV and Drabble format (img), focusing on StickFigures, software, and eldritch dieties.

^ and mostly these two.

(i plan to make an index post once there's enough material to lay out a timeline >:3 )

/// personal tag collection ///

#executable!au == my AvA/M AU!! _o/

#--/ art == visual art made by me!

#--/ story == writing made by me! +art = a comic

#--/ animation == animation made by me!

#subpixels == discussion about media

#read later == you can probably guess this one

#important == you can probably guess this one

#wiki == knowledge base

#ancient lore == cool old stuff

#tumblr stories == stories i found on tumblr

#writing advice == i want to save this for writing

#saving this == this wasn't made by me.

#awoo to this == this is SO interesting i want to emit a noise

#kitceil == one of my OCs (scug) (intro-ish) (ref)

#leuenaar == one of my OCs (scug) (ref)

#L1_CAT == one of my OCs (laptopcat) (intro)

#L24_CAT == one of my OCs (laptopcat) (^ intro)

#datelyssyc == one of my OCs (protogen) (NEVER posted ;v;;;)

(^ all these are in the tags of this post too)

/// posted works ///

✨no extra memory (done - short story - musings about CG executable!au)

✨tco_safety+feathers.pdf (done - png and short story - EXECUTABLE AU BREACHES CONTAINMENT ) (related: third safety doc page)

they are ready to spar (done - short story - c!alan & TCO executable!au)

if you were Orpheus... (done - short story - ??? mythological chodark)

error load (done - short story - TDL and yellow? how did we get- dw about it. executable!au)

tco_physeng_breakdown.png (done - png and short story - Universe AA2B+ executable!au TCO)

orange has a question (done - story - Universe B executable!au chodark)

fly away (done - story - TCO post-Showdown executable!au)

orange with a diamond sword (done - story - green influencer arc)

some things are extremophiles (done - comic - TCO executable!au)

this is not a prophetic vision (done - theory - TCO in AvA 7)

Minecraft bed (done - comic - TDL and some TCO)

programmer021 (done - short story - AU copy of TCO, early executable!au)

in the right (done - theory/story - victim in upcoming AvA 11)

Character Limit (done - Ao3 LINK - TCO whump pre-AvA III executable!au)

Box Lunch (done - Ao3 LINK - TCO in the Box executable!au)

Call Your Last Witness (done - Ao3 LINK - tmbd prologue)

missed a spot (done - story extension - yellow and TSC)

(^ latest at the top (✨ sparkles == newly added))

/// some --/ art i like ///

thinking about names (orange vs. the second coming)

different strokes (TSC portrait collab)

WING/K (signature animation)

inspiration in 4k (word count) (L1 and being attacked by fic ideas)

they are dancing (TCO and TDL. one of my first asciis)

i have the solution (throw him into lava) (TCO headcanon diagram)

8-petal design (another ascii. this one flopped lol but i like)

2 many crabbies (Animal Restaurant meme)

approx. pi using e (Animation vs Math meme)

ways of seeing them (playing with new TCO and TDL faces)

TCO cosplays (Pony Town)

tco_physeng_breakdown.png (TCO headcanon diagram v2!!!)

d8's wolf armor(y) (minecraft build ;P )

tco_safety+feathers.pdf (TCO care and safety)

connect the dots (ava/m asciis)

L1 & L24 (intro post)

known sketchcreatures (StickFigures, laptopcats, Tempo, & kirt)

i liked to watch them squirm (kitceil activities)

✨violence common (kit & leuenaar co-ref)

✨person machine (critter) (tw bright colors)

(^ latest at the bottom)

#works posted below ->->->->->->#personal tags here ->->->#executable!au #subpixels #read later #important #ancient lore #wiki #tumblr stories #writing advice #saving this #awoo to this #--/ art #--/ story #--/ animation #kitceil #leuenaar #L1_CAT #L24_CAT

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stormikins · 11 months ago

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Mass Effect Trilogy Tag

tagged by @nowandthane thank you!! Warning I ramble a bit in this lol

I am a fan since: 2017, I got it for Christmas in 2016 so I always just say '17

Favorite Game of the series: By virtue of simply replaying it the most, three. I really love the combat in it so I've played it near thirty times? But all time fave would have to 1 because of the aesthetic, tone, and story. There's something about first discovering a world which is what me1 is about.

MShep or Femshep? Gotta go with Femshep. I have played both, its just hard to capture the male shepard image I have in my head in the character creator so Femshep it is.

Earthborn, Colonist, or Spacer: earthborn! My main Shepard Jenn is earthborn so that's what I'm going with. Though, I have numerous Shepard's are various background combinations. I have feelings about each background trust me

Biotics or tech: Both! Though I really do love biotics, you can do some cool stuff with them, setting up and detonating both biotic and tech explosions.

Paragon or Renegade: I have to repeat what nowandthane said, paragon choices, renegade dialogue.

Favorite Class: Sentinel. I love the versatility of the class, but I do have an affection for Infiltrator because that's what got me through me2 on insanity.

Favorite Companion: Tali. By story value, Javik. He's like one of the most important characters

Least Favorite Companion: Javik, throw your attitude out the airlock. IM JOKING! (he has every reason to be like he is. I love him very much) Liara is my answer though only because I don't like some of the story choices the devs did with her. (ex: why does she have Shepard's armor in a display case when i didn't even romance her??? I can't mention this at all??)

My squad selection: For Jenn's playthrough: Wrex/Tali in me1. Garrus/Mordin/Miranda generally in me2. Thane and Miranda/Samara for the collector base. Kaidan/Javik/James in me3. Of course, I mix it up based on story aspects and the difficulty settings. But me3 is pretty fixed bc I always play on insanity.

Favorite in-game Romance: Tali and Garrus. I'm a sucker for awkward, wet cat of a man like Garrus is. But Tali's romance man.... her parting line to Shepard during the beam run "I have a home" makes me insane actually

Other pairings I like: Obligatory Nihlus/Shepard/Kal (and the duos within in this throuple) mention here. Other than that, Joker/Miranda and Joker/James, Ashley/Garrus, and Shepard/Wrex, I could list a whole lot so I'll keep it to those ships lol

Favorite NPC: Nihlus and Kal'Reegar for sure. Victus and of course Niftu Cal our favorite biotic god.

Favorite Antagonist: Saren. He's the best one that we get in all three games (Harby could have been number one if they did anything with him in three but that's a rant for another time lmao)

Favorite Mission: Haestrom/Tali's Loyalty mission because that's when I get to see Kal <3 and blow up a colossus with the Cain. Also, the Collector Ship mission I have to mention because it's frankly the only mission besides the two previously stated where I've loaded up the save to play it on insanity when I'm bored. It's fun. Of course, this is with the Infiltrator.

Favorite Loyalty Mission: Tali for numerous reasons. Kal mention here. But I love the insight into Quarian culture we get. Also we see that fire in her when she's talking to the Board which I always appreciate. Along with her dialogue at the end, "I got better, Shepard. I got you." and then on the ship afterwards, "I don't think life is about what we deserve." I love her so much.

Favorite DLC: Leviathan. Only because of the horror aspect.

Control, Sythesis, or Destroy? Destroy. I have so many issues with the ending and that's the least worst option in my opinion so. (I too ignore that it wipes out the Geth and Edi fuck that)

Favorite Weapon: The M-90 Cain or the M-99 Saber aka the "Big Iron". Lancer in three was my favorite weapon before I found the Saber. Special mention to my bud the Mattock, I have been convinced of its glory. I do not think the Harrier is better anymore lol which my brother would be happy to hear

Favorite Place: me1 Citadel my BELOVED.

A quote I like Quotes I Like: The ENTIRETY of Sovereign's dialogue on Virmire GOD ITS SO GOOD!!!! / "Stand in the ashes of a trillion dead souls and ask the ghosts if honor matters. The silence is your answer." / "Does this unit have a soul?" / "Just followed your example, Shepard. Yell loud enough and eventually someone will come over to see what all the fuss is about." / "I won't let fear compromise who I am." / "I MADE A MISTAKE!" / "Help me out here, Shepard. The line between friend and foe is getting a little blurry from where I stand." / There are so many great quotes in these games I could go on and on but I'll stop myself

No pressure tags: @spacebunshep @jtownnn

#mass effect #tag games #brb gonna go play the game now

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fangbangerghoul · 8 months ago

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Howdy yall!

It's sunday so yooooou know what that means!!

S N I P P E T S U N D A Y

This week has been a long one.

tagging: @bearlytolerant @staticpallour @toxiclizardwrites @lisa-and-shadow @therealgchu

The air was chilled. Neither of them expected the life functions to be down on the ship, not yet at least. There was a whispered modulated voice in the distance as Ghoul slowly moved her way into the room. The culprit popped out behind a tower of shipment crates, pointing his gun steadily at her. Her yellow eyes narrowed and before she had the chance to grab her knife a bullet flew from behind her, hitting the spacer. She did not have to turn around to see who had fired the shot, the heavy boots echoed in that rhythmic step and that was enough.

“I thought you said you could handle this?” An annoyed growl came from carrier of the boots. His accent of Latin decent and the question was more like a challenge. He always liked to challenge her.

“I thought you said you’d wait for my signal.” She spun to face him to show him the sardonic smirk on her face. “Didn’t seem like you could give me a fucking second.”

“Cut the crap.” Delgado spat; his hand motioned towards the dead body. “You may be good at throwing knives but a knife isn’t faster than the laser pistol he was going to kill you with.”

“Guess we will never know.” She blew out air in exasperation then moved forward without allowing Delgado another word in. His clamoring boots were like nails on a chalkboard for her. It seemed like none of the people she ended up traveling with knew what stealth was.

“We don’t have much oxygen left on this ship.” He pointed out the obvious as he followed. Ghoul noticed her warm breath becoming more visible as the ship grew colder. They would have more than oxygen to worry about if they did not get back to their own. Ghoul wondered if Delgado appreciated his fingers as much as she did and if he was willing to lose them since he was taking the time to bitch about the obvious.

#starfield #starfield fanfiction #fang writes #snippet sunday #delgado #ghoul vibes only

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mediumsizedwildcat · 7 months ago

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i know i'm like 10 years late but i started playing me2 & fandom never truly dies (i hope) i have shepard's sibling/garrus vakarian pre-mass effect thoughts

c-sec garrus, drugs, smoking, shotgunning(?), family drama, spacer shepards, m.i.a. father (shepard), f!commander shepard's brother (john)

they first meet due to john smoking at the one spot on the citadel where it's actually legal which is in view of a c-sec station. every day at the same time he bickers with an older officer who threatens to arrest him if he keeps doing this but until the officer's last day before retirement, nothing ever happens

on the officer's last day, john finishes his smoke and eggs the officer on until he gets arrested and brought into the station. he waves any complains, admitting to his fault in the situation, and the officer tells garrus, the newbie at this station, what the deal is. that human will smoke at the same place at the same time every day and every day people will complain and every day he'll bicker, knowing c-sec can't do shit. it's in garrus' hands now.

john returns the next day to the same place at the same time. he smokes, again. c-sec officer garrus vakarian introduces himself, effectively making a peace offering. john tells him his name -first name only, not many shepards around the citadel & he doesn't want garrus looking into his file

garrus drives him “home,” meaning to john's legal address, that day. john walks to where he actually lives once garrus is off again

they see each other every day for weeks. john begins to look forward to this. eventually, garrus eats his lunch there. he notices that john never lets any smoke get to the other people around the citadel, just as he uses an ashtray every time.

john gets a message from his mother, garrus joins him at the usual spot and mentions how his boss said to be kind to him today. john sighs, says, “it's bad then, huh? haven't gotten a message in years and now even the officers are being told to take it easy on me.”

john elaborates that he thought the message would be about his parents finally finding out that he's left med school. that c-sec knows means worse news. garrus asks if john wants him to stay as he opens the message

“you turians have good reflexes, right? better safe than sorry” john says as he sits on the stone railing; shock or surprise could make him fall. he doesn't intend to. he just likes the wind.

hannah shepard informs john that they know about his dropping out of med school and that his father is missing in action. john doesn't know what to make of it.

“missing in action means they haven't found remains or dog tags yet.” john says, shakes his head. “so human, to assume missing in action. they have hope. but they're both soldiers, odds are he's dead.”

garrus doesn't like leaving him alone, offers to keep him company, and john accepts. after his shift, john's still there, waiting, smiling when he meets garrus' eyes.

they go to a bar john frequents. warned beforehand, garrus agreed but wasn't prepared. john buys a drink for garrus and something to smoke for himself. a all-races-friendly drug.

garrus watches, tells himself it's absolutely legal (unlikely), dances with john. sees john pull on the bud, then share the smoke from his mouth with someone else.

garrus leans over, says he wants to try, too. with a tilt of his head, john smiles, leans closer so garrus can hear him over the music. “are you sure? this is, like, advanced stuff. pretty intimate, too.”

a pang of jealousy at the intimate part, considering the people john already shared with. garrus sees him blow out in another direction, gently grabs his chin and turns his face, a talon pressing against john's cheek. “i'm sure. i wanna try.”

john's eyes narrow, a new interest sparks in them. he pulls on the bud, presses his thumb against garrus' chin, coaxes his mouth open. leans forward, presses his own open mouth against garrus', fills it with the vaporized drug

he pulls away, meets garrus' eyes, waits. garrus relaxes, sneaks his arm around john's waist, pulls him closer. john smirks, traces his jaw, pulls him onto the dance floor.

a bit after garrus asks for seconds. john obliges, gives him the last bit. garrus breathes it in, presses forward, steals a kiss. john giggles, reminds him they haven't even had a date yet.

the night moves on, garrus wakes up in john's bed. john sits at a window, cup of tea in hand, looks over to garrus, smiles. offers him coffee, reassures him nothing happened between them. he just doesn't know where garrus lives.

garrus asks if he's lying, considering where (and how -naked) he woke up. “you were high,” john reminds, “and i only know my limits, not yours. were i in your position, i hope whoever i'd be with would recognize my state of mind and do the same as i did -let me sleep it off. not take advantage.”

they don't date. garrus asks, john says he's not the type of guy one dates. he's a one night stand in the bathroom at the club. he's the one they regret. he's not the guy one dates.

garrus asks again. says he wants to try, that john's worth trying. john's heart is already in. he agrees. just no restaurant and garrus won't pay for him

their first date is grocery shopping (mostly for snacks) and watching movies at garrus' place. john pays for himself, they cook together, they fall asleep cuddling

they're official when john gets another message from his mother. she wants to call, to hear his voice, see him. garrus encourages him. john accepts the voice call.

he's hesitant. says med school wasn't for him, that they can have the money they've been sending back if they want to. she says they found his father, that he's in the hospital. she's not mad. she calls him “sweetheart” and “my baby.” asks to see him. john disagrees, says he's not alone, which is true. once again, garrus encourages him

his father joins the call just when john agrees to let it show him. both parents gasp, his hair too long, is that hair dye? leather clothes, makeup? at least he has some knowledge from med school, no?

his father says “i thought he would've dropped out after half a year” john glares at garrus, wishes he could say “i told you so” and instead tells his parents “that's what happened, glad to disappoint” and hangs up

they have their first fight. john leaves the apartment. when he comes back, they make up with sex. their first time with each other. a drug john took right before kicks in during it. garrus gets worried, then angry. a second fight. john tries to coax him back into bed, but garrus leaves.

they break up, as john had predicted after their first date. “this won't end well,” he had said. a self-fulfilling prophecy.

they meet again. they miss each other. they try again. garrus gets caught up in work, john does, too. they miss each other. they hurt each other. they break up, swear to never talk to the other again.

john gets a call from his mother to inform him of his father's passing. a few months later, a proud message about his sister joining the spectres. a message about his sister's death.

the citadel becomes too much. his sister is everywhere, every corner reminds him of the one relationship he had. john moves to omega, gets hired for the mechs of the mercenary bands.

commander shepard opens the door, aims her weapon at the hooded man. he retaliates by aiming his gun at her. she speaks. he presses her against the wall, checks her wrist for a tattoo they'd gotten as children. shows her that same tattoo in the same spot on his own wrist.

john hacks the mech suit, dons armor of his own, and follows his sister. they meet that brilliant sniper called “archangel” and he takes off his helmet.

“garrus! what are you doing here?” jane says. john turns away and pretends to look at his weapon. he wants to cry, wants to scream, wants to jump into garrus' arms and never let him go.

jane asks john to stay behind and have garrus' back. john nods his agreement, doesn't say a word, watches her leave with his team.

when the door to the battery opens behind garrus, he expects his commander. he turns, says “shepard,” and freezes.

“technically not wrong,” john answers, his throat dry. garrus stares. john clears his throat and looks away, “don't worry, i won't fuck this up. i'm clean and i know how important this is. just... how do you know jane?”

#mass effect #mass effect 2 #garrus vakarian #john shepard #jane shepard #commander shepard #shakarian #shepard x garrus

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silurisanguine · 7 months ago

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OC Questionnaire Tag (bookish-karina questions answered)

Thanks to the lovely open tag by @bookish-karina I have more questions to answer as my OCs! I am loving doing these so if i haven't answered any you guys posted, send them my way!! As usual I'll be answering as Seren Jones, Aeryn Ryder, Zofie Orel and Kiara Black under the cut! Tagging @vorchagirl @despicablediet and @bearlytolerant @staticpallour @fangbangerghoul

@atonalginger @eridanidreams @toxiclizardwrites @therealgchu @aro-pancake @a-cosmic-elf and open tag to anyone who like to answer these questions three as their OC- 1- If you could time travel without consequence what moment in the past would you visit? 2 - Do you have a favourite food and drink? 3 - What do you think about the supernatural and magic?

Now to answer the questions given me - 1-have you ever wanted to stab someone? 2-what's your worst memory? 3 -what are you hoping to avoid? First up Seren Jones ( My Starfield Coemancer Starborn)

Have you ever wanted to stab someone? "Wanted to? I have, multiple times, with my beloved Va'ruun painblade 'viper's fang' - Spacers, Crimson Fleet, Fanatics and other Starborn. Damn I sound bloodthirsty don't I? Just the Settled Systems are the frontier, It ain't safe for an explorer and especially a Starborn one. You got to know how to defend yourself. But In truth, the only one I've ever really wanted to drive my blade into would be The Hunter for who he is, what he represents...what he did and could do again." What's your worst memory? "...Oh void, I hate talking about this, but... seeing Sam dead in front of me on the floor of the station. The Hunter had killed him, but I blamed myself for not being fast enough, for choosing to protect the people in the Lodge and not run to the Eye. It took me a long time to accept it wasn't my fault. But it hurts, especially when I see another Sam. I'm learning to live in the moment now, jumping through universes, taking a little happiness where I can until I find the right one. But that wound is still there on my heart and not sure if it will ever heal." What are you hoping to avoid? "Becoming like the Hunter in the amount of times I jump universes. Losing my humanity and compassion like he has to become this empty, cold and bitter creature. I... also really want to avoid dying before I find a universe to finally stop and settle down in again, like Aquilus has managed to do. Much as I don't subscribe to his faith, I admire what he's done." ✨ Next Aeryn Ryder ( My Mass Effect Andromeda Pathfinder )

Have you ever wanted to stab someone? "Yeah! That son of a bitch Archon would get the pointy end of my asari blade if I could get close enough to him. The rest, I don't want to do it, I just have to as they are trying to kill me!...well maybe if I ever find out who the Benefactor is, they might get to meet my blade too for what they did to Jien." What's your worst memory? "Dad told me that mom never wanted a funeral, that she didn't want people standing around her body crying, so we had a memorial service to celebrate her life and I remember just feeling so empty that she wasn't around anymore. That all I had were memories of her. That stayed with me. Close second would be waking up to find my dad had sacrificed his life to save mine after I'd...died. I didn't get to say goodbye or anything and then becoming Pathfinder, I haven't even really had chance to mourn or process the fact that I...died." What are you hoping to avoid? "Oh god, failure. Failure to live up to my dad's standard as Pathfinder. Failure to secure a viable home for everyone in Heleus. Failure to stop the Archon and the kett. Also really like to not die again." ✨ Next Zofie Orel ( My Deus Ex/ Assassin's Creed OC)

Have you ever wanted to stab someone? "I am an Assassin in the Coterie of Assassins. It's my job, so yes I have stabbed someone...many someones. Whether I wanted to, was very much up to learning what they'd done to warrant such an action. Sometimes it wasn't so much a want as a need. They were doing bad things, even if they thought they were doing good and couldn't be convinced otherwise. I took no pleasure in stopping them." What's your worst memory? "I could say it was the attack that caused me to be augmented, but truth be told, I don't remember it well. Being hit hard in the head has a tendency to do that. I think the worst, was waking up in the LIMB clinic and finding out Sarah, a fellow Assassin I was...close to, had died saving me, and my goshhawk Ghost had been killed too. That devastated me for quite some time. But I channeled that into my recovery, swearing vengeance for them both." What are you hoping to avoid? "Having to prevent Jensen from interfering with my mission. I'd prefer he was on board with what I have to do. So far the signs are good and I think once he finds out the full story he wont want to miss working with me." ✨ Lastly Kiara Black (My Dishonored/ Thief OC)

Have you ever wanted to stab someone? "Wanted to? No...maybe? Sometimes I saw an Overseer in Dunwall abusing his power, scaring someone, threatening them and I wanted to hurt them for it. But I don't really know how to fight. Garrett's shown me how to avoid fights and how to take someone down without them seeing you, but it's always no lethal. But there is a part of me that wants to see those who hurt people- be stopped for good. I have a feeling Garrett did that once, but he wont talk about." What's your worst memory? "...Finding out I might have caused my best friend's death. I was fourteen and Dylan was my only real friend. I thought I could trust him with a secret but he must have talked about it and it caused the Abbey to come to his family and try and take him...there was a fight, he and his family were killed by the Abbey and my family and I had to flee Caulkenny to Dunwall. I hated him for blabbing about what I told him, but I never wanted anything like that to happen to him or his family. That still haunts me." What are you hoping to avoid? "Getting caught. Either by the Abbey back in the Isles or by the City Watch here in the Eternal City. Both are as corrupt as they come, though if I had to choose, I'd take the Watch. least I know I could probably escape them. What the Abbey do to 'Heretics'... I think I'd rather die than be caught by them."

#Seren jones #Aeryn Ryder #Zofie Orel #Kiara Black #Siluri writes #Oc questionnaire tag

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delphi-dreamin · 1 year ago

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Hello my darlings! I have news.

I went to see a new surgeon today. He seemed like he was a bit skeptical until hubbs mentioned that I haven't been able to move my foot for a month. So, I am scheduled for surgery in two weeks.

The surgeon is going to fuse my spine and insert a spacer to try to relieve pressure on my nerves. If I wake up from the first surgery and I'm still having issues with my leg, we're going to go back in for another laminectomy. Which is what I had done the first time.

He estimates an 85-90% chance that I'll regain function in my leg, so I'm hoping. I'm hoping really hard.

But now that I'm scheduled for surgery, I have two weeks to get my house cleaned up for my recovery. And after that, I'll have two weeks of down time. I mean, not really down time because I'm gonna be trying to recover from major surgery. But, y'know.

Anyway, that's what I have for y'all. I appreciate all the support you've shown me so far and I hope that I'll have more good news soon!

Tagging @attic-club-sandwich, since you requested an update 😘

#the oracle speaks #personal shit #medical shit

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messydiabolical · 11 months ago

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Mass Effect Tag Game

I was tagged by @illusivesoul, thank you! <3 I'll tag in @shadowthehedgehog1 @angstyastro @zet-sway @stormikins @bluerose5 @jtownnn @yellingaboutmasseffect @callista-curations @impishbiscuit @spookyvalentine @skittidyne @jadevakarian But I could be tagging all day so please everyone join in if you'd like and no worries if you don't!

Here's the blank questions, and my answers are below the cut!

I am a fan since: Favourite game of the series?: MShep or FShep?: Earthborn, Colonist or Spacer?: Biotics or Tech: Paragon or Renegade: Favourite Class: Favourite Companion: Least favourite Companion: My squad selection: Favourite In-game romance: Other pairings I like: Favourite NPC: Favourite Antagonist: Favourite Mission: Favourite Loyalty Mission: Favourite DLC: Control, Synthesis or Destroy: Favourite Weapon: Favourite Place: A quote I like:

My answers:

I am a fan since:Legendary Edition release (better late than never!)

Favourite game of the series?:2 wins overall, due to how much I loved learning about the new companions and all their little side quests and the excitement of prepping for the big mission. 3 has the best overall mechanics though, and the npc’s being able to banter is top notch.

MShep or FShep?: Both, but I tend to create themsheps anyway.

Earthborn, Colonist or Spacer?:Keahi is a colonist, Blaise a spacer AU. I think all the backgrounds have juicy potential but find the idea of growing up out there in this big new galaxy exciting.

Biotics or Tech:Probably tech for my sheps, but I love having a biotic in the squad as backup. I’ll usually have 1 biotic ability as my Shep’s bonus and chalk it up to funky side effects of how they resurrected Shep in 2.

Paragon or Renegade:Generally paragon but some renegade interrupts.

Favourite Class:Infilitrator. Sniper Rifles are always my fave (or archers in fantasy games).

Favourite Companion: Such a tough question. As there’s a romance question later, i’ll save Thane for then. I’m also going to answer as me rather than who my shep’s would pick. I think Mordin is honestly the companion I got most excited about going to chat with or hearing unique lines from. And while not ‘companions’, I have such soft spots for Traynor and Cortez and consider them honourary squaddies.

Least favourite Companion:I mean there are plenty who I think have questionable morals/ideas/attitudes, but it doesn’t make me dislike them, it makes them interesting and gives fresh perspectives, so this is also a tough question. I feel bad for saying it, but I guess Liara? Only in that she gets so much priority in 1 and 3 but I don’t find her as interesting to chat with compared to others and also found her going from nerdy excitable anxious dork in 1 to ‘flay your mind’ corpo bad bitch in 2 gave me whiplash. The fact she sold shep’s body is another point deducted. And the way she let Shepard drop like hot shit in shadowbroker too, oof. I really don’t dislike her though and still find her overall character interesting.

My squad selection:I change it up a lot so I get to hear all the different things they have to say

Favourite In-game romance:Thane, followed by Steve Cortez and Samantha Traynor. Is anyone surprised?!

Other pairings I like:Feron x Kolyat, Thane X Cortez (why romance them separately when I can put them together instead!) Femshep x Miranda. I tend to headcanon my shep’s as older than the in game age so Jack feels too young for them, but I do love the Jack romance generally.

Favourite NPC:That one completely chill smoking salarian in the citadel DLC. Dandenbo’s icon always makes me grin reminding me of him. Also the salarian Thane rescued who had his whole world rocked and wrote an email about it. You go you funky little horny guy.

Favourite Antagonist:TIM is interesting because you get that having to work together and resenting the hell out of it aspect in 2. And look he’s by no means an effective antagonist, but Donovan Hock is objectively very funny.

Favourite Mission:The suicide mission. It isn’t the best mechanically, but it’s very satisfying after working towards it the whole game and getting yourself as ready as can be.

Favourite Loyalty Mission:Thane, i’m biased. Grunt’s rite of passage is also just fun.

Favourite DLC:I’ll go with 1 from each game. Bring down the sky- I just find something pretty satisfying about pootling around shutting the 3 rockets off and finding all the little out the way side bits. And that view! Lair of the Shadowbroker- Feron my beloved. Gotta save my boy. Leviathan- felt like a breath of fresh air with the piecing together clues, and such a great creepy atmosphere. You really finish it feeling like ‘this may help, but at what cost?’ and it feels significant.

Control, Synthesis or Destroy:So funny story, I got so confused the first time I played and kind of panicked, completely missed that you could choose to run a different direction and just ran full pelt forwards yeeting shepard to the centre. When that activated synthesis I spent the next 40 odd minutes watching my computer in growing utter horror/confusion. Anyway destruction is the actual choice but fuck that whole ‘this has to genocide the geth and Edi’ thing fuuuuuck.

Favourite Weapon:Upgrading to the widow is nice but I am quite fond of the M-97 Viper in earlier/lower levels, the 6 shot mag is especially favourable.

Favourite Place:I really love the brutalist architecture of Port Hanshan.

A quote I like:

I dare to assume you ignorant jackasses know that space is empty. Once you fire this hunk of metal, it keeps going til it hits something. That can be a ship, or the planet behind that ship. It might go off into space and hit somebody in 10,000 years. If you pull the trigger on this, you are ruining someone’s day, somewhere and sometime!

#tag game #mass effect #md answers

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strawberrykidneystone · 2 months ago

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hey pumpkin

summary: shepard and garrus have a fun fall day and end it with a bang (LOL)

a/n: happy butchtober!!! this turned out way longer than i thought it would be. also can you tell i want a green kitchen in my house😋

tags: spacer!fem!shepard, butch he/him lesbian garrus, porn with little plot, brief anal licking, eating it from the back‼️, tribbing/scissoring, ass taps, spitting

ao3 version

shepard and garrus were visiting earth for a small date just for the two of them, doing classic fall activities that shepard fondly remembered doing in her childhood with her family when they were stationed on earth. her mother, hannah shepard, recommended the old apple orchard where they went when she was little and she was so excited to share her fall traditions with the love of her life. while garrus couldn’t eat the traditional fall festival human foods, like apple cider donuts, pumpkin confectioneries, etc., they were happily surprised to find that they had turian alternatives to her favorite foods. even more to see other human-alien couples who were also celebrating the newly cool weather and changing of the leaves. the fresh cool air was a nice change from the usual stuffy atmosphere of being stuck in a ship for an undetermined amount of time.

garrus complained afterward that his least favorite part of the day was the hay ride, insisting that a piece was lodged somewhere in the bottom part of his exterior suit padding. shepard laughed and shook her head, knowing that the hay was absolutely sticking in her ass during the ride too. regardless, they both still had a wonderful time.

the couple returned to their beach house with a basket full of red apples and two freshly cut pumpkins, ready to be carved into jack-o-lanterns. garrus didn’t understand the tradition of carving into the giant orange gourds and when he asked shepard about it, she couldn’t remember where it came from as she had vaguely learned the traditions in elementary school. the two were going to look up the actual origins of halloween on a datapad when they arrived back at their shared home.

unfortunately, or maybe fortunately, that would have to wait for another time.

shepard had barely set the basket down in the kitchen before she felt two taloned hands gripping her hips. garrus pressed the front of his pelvis against her ass, burying his face into her neck which trapped her against their granite kitchen island. he inhaled deeply and placed a few pecks up her neck, noting how cinnamon from their previous treats was mixed in with her usual perfume. she smiled and pushed her hips back against him, reaching a hand back to the nape of his neck. she trailed her finger down the back of his head and stroked the sensitive space along his carapace. garrus shivered at her delicate yet precise touch, grinding himself into her plush ass. he reached his hand into the front of her pants and slipped his talons into her panties, quickly finding her protruding clit in between her wet lips, “god you’re soaked already, this all for me?”

“yes yes, all for you baby,” she cupped the back of his neck and pulled his face down to hers, pressing her lips desperately against his. garrus nipped at her bottom lip, causing her to gasp against his rugged lip plates. he took the opportunity to plunge his tongue into her mouth, circling the tapered blue muscle against her much smaller one. he was careful as he massaged the inside of her mouth, one wrong move and he could easily brush against her uvula while going down her throat. she rubbed her tongue against his and hallowed her cheeks as she softly sucked on his long blue appendage, slightly bobbing her head back and forth. shepard was grateful for the counter in front of her, leaning on it with one hand like a lifeline as her legs became weak from her focus on the pleasure in between her legs while her other hand was clutching onto the back of garrus’ neck, stimulating one of his main erogenous zones. he moaned into her mouth, rutting himself further into her and purring happily as her fingers continued to explore his tender nape. garrus pulled back with his tongue slightly hanging out of his mouth like a dog, a string of saliva connecting the two of them.

fuck that was hot.

“turn over, ass up, and lay down on your stomach,” he growled and dragged his hand out of her panties, stepping back to give her the space to properly get into the ledge.

shepard whined in frustration at the loss of contact but obeyed his orders. she bent over the counter and pressed her cheek into the cold surface, wiggling her hips back in anticipation. garrus licked his lip plates in anticipation, a habit he picked up from shepard. his mouth was watering at the delicious sight before him. he took his time peeling her pants off, watching goosebumps form on her legs as they met the cool air of their beach house. garrus kneeled down and couldn’t tear his eyes away from her soaked panties clinging to her pussy, admiring the outline of her lips as well as how her bush spilled over the sides of the soft fabric. he couldn’t stop himself from pressing his nose plates into the wet spot that formed and inhaled deeply, groaning as he could feel himself getting just as wet as she was. shepard felt heat rise to her cheeks at his ministrations, her hips involuntarily grinding back against the hard plating of his nose. he nodded his head along to the rhythm of her nips, his nose getting slightly damp. shepard could feel the bumpy texture of his plating even though the fabric barrier between them.

spirits he couldn’t get enough of how she smelled.

pride warming his chest as he noticed the subtle mix of his own scent in hers.

garrus hooked the side of her panties and slowly dragged them down her legs. he slipped them off her feet and tickled her arches with his talons, causing her to squawk in surprise followed by involuntary giggling. he kissed up the back of her calves, licking as he went. shepard unconsciously had her thighs pressed together, desperate for some kind of friction from his teasing. garrus tutted at this and pried apart her thighs with his rough hands, “open your legs for me honey, i wanna see all of you.”

he trailed his talons up the back side of her thighs and spread his hands over her ass cheeks, giving them a harsh squeeze. garrus licked up the side of her thighs, flicking his tongue against her outer lips. he gently circled his fingers softly from her labia majora to her labia minora, explicitly not touching where she wanted him the most.

“garrus please… stop teasing,” shepard begged breathlessly, feeling him open her lips up with two talons.

“patience sweetheart,” he purred, admiring her slicked folds gleaming in the soft lights of the kitchen.

garrus stuck his tongue out and instead of going between her folds, he went right in between her ass cheeks, massaging the puckered hole with his tongue. shepard shivered at the sensation, still not used to stimulation around her anus. they had slowly been experimenting for a while, but she wasn’t ready for full penetration yet. she clenched around nothing at just the thought of being so vulnerable with him, feeling empty and needing his thick tongue inside of her more than anything else in the galaxy at that moment. he could feel her impatience and frankly, he loved the way she tasted too much to tease any further.

so he finally indulged her.

he parted her lower lips with his ridged tongue, rubbing along her wet folds all the way up to her clitoral hood. shepard gasped at the sudden contact, the texture of his tongue adding to the pleasure she felt as her clit was finally being stimulated. garrus skillfully drove his tongue back and forth against her wetness, slick noises filling the room and ricocheting off of the green linoleum tiles. he switched his ministrations to a side-to-side motion, focusing specifically on her clit and using the tapered tip of his tongue to meet the tip of her sensitive nub. shepard was a moaning, withering mess on the counter, grinding her hips back against his tongue and holding onto the edge of the kitchen island so hard that her knuckles were turning white. garrus relaxed into her and let his mating subvocals vibrate out, loud enough to make his tongue vibrate against her aching heat.

"o-oh spirits garrus!" she moaned out, her toes curling in pleasure with her thighs slightly closing together, pressing against his face.

he hummed in appreciation and lapped at her folds, taking one hand off of her ass and giving the cheek a few love taps. his own hips were desperately grinding against nothing, rubbing his thighs together as seeing her wither under him was making his own arousal pool into his underwear. garrus drew his tongue back and used the thumb of his hand to rub tight circles on her clit. he let his saliva build up in his mouth for a little and spit on her exposed vulva. shepard quivered at the warm liquid, feeling him swirl his spit with her slick using his long tongue. he teased her opening with the tip of his tongue, adjusting his grip on her hips to hold her down firmly as he slid his tongue inside of her. shepard gasped as he split her open, feeling every textured inch of his tongue inside of her, filling her up just like a cock.

garrus thrusted his tongue inside of her, hitting all the right spots and vibrating inside of her. the thumb stimulating her clit started to circle faster, getting wetter and wetter with each movement. he moved his head back and forth while he was plunging his tongue deeper into her, massaging her walls with precise motions. feeling her clench around his tongue. the knot in her stomach was already starting to tighten embarrassing fast, her walls fluttering around his tongue. he knew that she was close without even needing to hear her choke out, "g-garrus, 'm close!"

he nodded against her and continued at his same pace, hearing her breathy moans above him until she suddenly let out a loud guttural moan. she clenched tightly around his slick muscle, her cum and arousal fluids completely soaking his face. garrus carefully pulled out his tongue and licked up her fluids, gently swiping over her clit with his tongue as she twitched away from overstimulation. he slowly stood up and kissed the middle of her back in a silent 'thank you'. shepard smiled a the gesture and picked her chest up off of the counter, turning around to face him. she studied the wet sheen on his face for a moment before cupping his cheeks and pulling him into a deep kiss. garrus pushed his lip plates into her soft lips, cradling her waist so that her back arched with her chest flush against his.

shepard grabbed his hand and led him hastily onto the couch, lightly pushing him down onto his back. she checked and made sure that his fringe was safely hanging over the edge of the couch before climbing ontop of him. quickly, she pulled down his pants and underwear along with them, sharply sucking in a breath at how wet he was. she couldn't help herself and reached a hand down, rubbing his folds with two of her fingers. garrus' hips bucked up and he leaned his head back against the armrest of the couch, groaning at the meticulous movements of her small fingers. shepard gathered his slick onto her fingers and brought them up to her mouth, making a show of licking up her fingers before inserting them all the way in. garrus was hypnotized by her teasing, feeling himself pulse with need.

she carefully slipped a leg under his and leaned her weight back on her hands, scooting her hips forward until their vulvas touched. garrus' hands naturally went to her hips, guiding them to grind down on him while he rubbed with a hint of desperation against her, seeking his own orgasm. he selfishly gyrated against her as much as he could with her weight on top of him. shepard rocked her hips against his perfect pussy with garrus pushing back with equal force, slick sounds filling the pair's ears as they both drew closer to their highs. they could both feel each other pulsing against one another, adding to their overall pleasure. garrus looked up at her as if she had hung all the stars in the sky. his hot body temperature only added more stimulation.

shepard's whined out a moan as she came first, the tightness in her stomach snapping from overstimulation. she weakly continued to rub her pussy against garrus' letting herself be moved by his grip on her hips as her mind was numb with her second indulgence. garrus watched as her clothed breasts bounced with her movements, groaning as he used her hips to easily slide himself against her. shepard leaned forward and scratched her nails along his fringe, sending him over the edge with a grip on her hips that would definitely leave a few bruises tomorrow. garrus moaned out her name as he reached his peak and his cum gushed out, his hips still rutting against her involuntarily as he was coming down from his high. he couldn’t help but look down at their connected lips, puffier and covered in their mixed juices.

shepard snapped his out of his haze by leaning her forehead against his. garrus returned the gesture by nuzzling his forehead against hers, reminding shepard of a cat which brought a slight smirk to her lips. the room was warm with the smell of sex lingering in the air, a welcomed warmth after a chilly afternoon spent outside. shepard brought her leg over so that she was simply straddling his lap now and leaned her head onto his chest. his shell was too thick for her to hear his heartbeat, but she could feel the calming subvocals coming from his throat. garrus ran his talons through her hair and cooed sweet nothings to her. shepard reached down and ran her fingers against the bottom of his hip, finding a piece of hay between his ass and the couch. she held it up in disbelief and looked at him, both of them bursting out in laughter with garrus squeaking out that he was 'right the whole time!'. shepard shook her head and threw it across the room, lunging forward and wrapping her arms around his neck. he returned the gesture by wrapping his arms around her waist, chuckling as he felt her press kisses all around his face while he rubbed her back.

maybe the hay ride was worth it after all.

a/n: save me freshly made apple cider donuts....

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ryaiga · 2 years ago

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WIP- Price x Reader (x Ghost maybe?)

Yes i know there isn’t a title to this, but wanted to see how others think about it. Here’s a small snippet from the first chapter, kinda aiming for 5k words minimum so it’ll take a bit of time till I feel satisfied with the first chapter. Not to mention college started. A/N: (N/N) Nickname, spacers/dividers by @mmadeinheavenn and @imlevis , not my Gif, found it on google.

Laswell had informed him of the prestigious yet silent soldier that was being considered for his team. He’d lost a recruit in an earlier deployment, one he took to heart. Like many from the past, another scar added, that lay permanent by his chest and the haunting that left him shaking and restless at night, another one failed by his very leadership. Making even the unshakeable captain wake in cold sweats and trembling and to his vices in the attempts to be grounded to earth once more. So to hear that he was getting a new member, that was asl or more skilled than the one before, meant that the military was willing to sacrifice yet another valuable asset if it meant that his team was complete from every angle. A well trained sniper, hardy in hand to hand, a versatile team player yet nothing more than your skills were known. Similar to his lieutenant, You were an enigma. Not even a drop of ink was placed about your past and how you came about the military. Your file had a picture, a battle hardened soldier who completed every mission with ease and precision of high caliber, but no other name besides (N/N). You hadn’t been rewarded with a callsign, no one knew enough about you to even give a title to your talents, unlike Soap or Ghost. Price read up on your previous missions, but to his disappointment (or amazement), every debrief on the details stated that no one saw how you executed. It was always done and over with by the time the rest came to you, and it happens within mere seconds. A regal display of crimson red, a mural of your skill assets that leaves even your lieutenant in fear of ever being your enemy. However, No one was ready for what was to come. For you’d gain a title like no other, a prestige as high as the greatest artist known to man, the difference being that it came not from art. But from your ungodly fits to kill and survive, a display left out to strike fear in any person who wronged you.

Price and his team sat in the helo, adrenaline slowly creeping along their nerves as they awaited for the pilot's call to jump. “Hope we get there in time, wouldn't it be good if we found ‘em KIA. Laswell seemed rather fond of the enigma.” Ghost briefly spoke, an utter breath that Price barely caught. Nodding in response, Price wanted to see what you were. How you handled the predicament you were in, knowing full well if it was one of his men, that they wouldn’t even think of breaking. Could he blame you? Not even your company had knowledge that you were against a group of skilled mercenaries guising as cartels selling American weapons on middle eastern soil. He’d seen what they’ve done to the soldiers before you, they never made it home and if they did, it was a closed casket ceremony. Needless to say you were in desperate need of saving if you even want to think of coming out alive. Ghost reminds the rest that they aren’t to hope too highly of your chances, another tag and body bag might be amongst them on their return. A slim chance that you’d even be crawling out that hellscape. It was a bad omen that Price hated, he didn’t like the thought of a rescue being a failed attempt before it even began. Before he could even try to save the person. The helo landed miles away from the building, too many for the team’s liking. It meant time was wasted traversing the dunes, and time was not on their side.

Sorry for any grammatical errors, it’s my first fanfic ;v; Any feed back is welcomed!

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my-hot-awkward-turian-boyfriend · 11 months ago

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Mass Effect Tag Game

I stole this from @onedismay and anyone can now proceed to steal it from me

I am a fan since: The release of Legendary Edition, which came out on my birthday. And--1500+ hours of playtime later--It's the gift that keeps on giving lol

Favourite game of the series?: Mass Effect 2 is definitely my favourite because there just feels like there's so much more at stake and all the new characters introduced are great

MShep or FShep?: Most of my Sheps are women but I do have a few men even though I technically haven't played all of them yet

Earthborn, Colonist or Spacer?: I know a lot of people probably consider this the boring option, but I do prefer Earthborn because, for whatever reason, I have a thing about my OCs never knowing their parents

Biotics or Tech: 100% tech, I don't fuck with biotics

Paragon or Renegade: My main Shep is renegade with a touch of paragon

Favourite Class: Infiltrator is my go-to class, but I'll admit that I don't have a lot of experience with any of the other classes

Favourite Companion: Uhm all the techies are essentially my faves lol so Garrus, Tali, EDI, Legion, Kasumi, and Mordin. I also adore Joker, who I feel like gets accidentally excluded a lot because he's not someone who can tag along on missions. Then I have a bit of a soft spot for Vega. Oh, and Aria is pretty much the only asari character I enjoy lol

Least favourite Companion: I might get hate for this, but Liara. I hate how forced she is on you in the first game, and the fact that that does change for the rest of the series makes me so uncomfortable. I literally don't even both talking to her. Ever. I forget she's there half the time. If it weren't for the couple missions in ME3 where you're forced to take her, she would never leave the ship

My squad selection: Garrus is almost always there. I've forced myself to broaden my selection in recent playthroughs and utilise (almost) everyone, but Garrus is still definitely a top pick. Tali is up there, as well. Frankly, this answer is essentially the same as my fave companion(s) plus Wrex

Favourite In-game romance: Garrus. The only romance I honestly give a shit about

Other pairings I like: Joker and EDI, 100%. I'm also into the Jack/Miranda pairing, and I enjoy the thought of Ash and James ending up together

Favourite NPC: This is probably the proper place to mention Joker and Aria, but I'm not going back to edit my other answer including them lol

Favourite Antagonist: I'm not sure I really have one. Saren had potential and it would've been neat if he had stuck around for at least another game, but obviously that didn't happen. The Illusive Man was kinda lame and just overall a nuance soooo idk Udina? lmao

Favourite Mission: I'm not entirely sure... I don't think I necessarily have a favourite because they're all mandatory, for the most part. Even if they're not mandatory story-wise, they are to level up so it's ike...idk none of them really stick out to me and I dread something about each of them, to be honest lol

Favourite Loyalty Mission: Obligatory Garrus answer, but then I also enjoy Tali's mission, uhm... Kasumi's is fun, Mordin's is good, aaaand that's probably it

Favourite DLC: Citadel, hands down. Just the absolutely campiness and insanity of it. I mean, it was a good way to lighten the mood of what the rest of ME3 is, so the ridiculousness of it was honestly much appreciated. A close second would probably be between Omega and Leviathan

Control, Synthesis or Destroy: I prefer Synthesis. I don't give a shit what people say about it, I'm not going through all that bullshit of ending a 300-year long war between the Quarians and Geth just to fucking destroy the Geth in the end. It's pointless. Plus, I could never do that to EDI

Favourite Weapon: While I usually am the Infiltrator class, I always choose assault rifles as my specialisation (or just use them in general when I can), so in ME2 my go-to is the Mattock while in ME3 it's the Valkyrie or Chakram Launcher. As for sniper rifles, in ME2 it's the Viper and in ME3 it's the Valiant

Favourite Place: I enjoy Omega and Illium the most. I wish we could've explored them more because I feel like there was so much lost potential there.

A quote I like: "I won't let fear compromise who I am." ~Shepard. I would honestly get that tattooed on my body lol Garrus has a lot of good/funny quotes, too, especially in ME3 but that Shepard one is always the first to come to mind

#mass effect #mass effect trilogy #tag game #for fun

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