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mass-effect-anonymous · 2 years ago
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CONFESSION:
As a gay guy I can't help but feel that the Avitus/Macen mini arc was created for the sole purpose to con us to believe the developers do care about creating content for us.  And while it was a nice attempt it only accomplished two things for me. First, it made me naturally assume The Turian Hierarchy is homophobic,  And secondly (I'm embarrassed to say) it did bring out the juvenile side of me and my guy as well and all we ended up wondering is how they do it.  Bioware  really needs to do better.
Mod Note: Hey confessor you have everything off (which I can understand) so I am replying here. First thanks for your submission and there is nothing offensive about it. Its a valid confession and I showed it to my bro and bro in law and they had similar thoughts so you are not alone. My brother actually refers to it as a "placating gesture". I'm sure many others who follow this blog will feel the same way. Thank you again for your submission.
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embryhallowed · 2 years ago
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What I really need with all my heart is a mod that allows Avitus and Macen to live happily ever after and nothing bad happens to either of them :c
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outpost51 · 2 years ago
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Lost/Found
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For @thetrashbagswasteland for the N7 Exchange 2022 (I know I'm late)
Macen promised once he'd never go where Avitus couldn't follow.
Rating: Explicit
Word Count: 8,969
Warning(s): violence, explicit sexual content
Preview below the cut.
{READ HERE ON AO3}
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“Pathfinder Rix?”
Avitus glanced up at the small, quiet voice interrupting his brooding. Because that’s what it was, wasn’t it? Brooding. Knees tucked to his chest, turning the Pathfinder badge over and over in his hands, letting the corners poke into the pads of his fingers as it reflected the light back into his eyes. His ass had long since gone numb from sitting on the hard floor of Pathfinder HQ for some indiscernible amount of time. His neck hadn’t been spared the same mercy, as he found out as soon as he’d turned his head towards Ryder. Ryder, the girl one, not her brother. Sasha? Sable? Sara.
“I’m not the Pathfinder, kid.”
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alyssalenko · 4 years ago
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From the Scrap Pile
I was tagged by my darlings @schoute, @amarmeme @starsandskies and @briarfox13! So this was what I was doing originally for my Secret Santa fic (a what if they both lived for Macen and Avitus), but them doing a hospital scene immediately after rescuing Macen wasn't flowing right. I kept it in case I needed it, but I went a different direction entirely, (though I did borrow a couple passages here and there).
Avitus trailed his fingers gently over Macen's plates and still healing wounds as his lover slept in his hospital bed under the watchful eye of Dr. Harry Carlyle, still recovering from the injuries he'd sustained when the Natanus had hit the Scourge. Avitus hadn't left his side since they'd found him, falling asleep in the chair at Macen's bedside, just listening to the sound of his breathing. Macen almost hadn't made it, but thank the spirits for Ivi Ryder and how fast she'd gotten them to the Ark. When Avitus had received that distress call from SAM, he'd been holding out hope that everything would be fine. Finding Macen's broken, battered body on the verge of death--his separation from his SAM almost fatal, had lodged Avitus' heart in his throat, but somehow, they'd made it. And he owed Ryder a debt he didn't think he could ever repay.
A hand closed over his, Avitus' piercing black eyes looking into the copper eyes he loved so much; eyes filled with so much laughter and love--ones he had gotten lost in on day one and never recovered. Macen squeezed his hand affectionately, Avitus squeezing back as he unfolded his large frame from the tiny chair at his lover's bedside. Avitus' hand trembled as he ran it gently over Macen's crest before cupping the back of his neck and closing his eyes, a ragged breath escaping him as he leaned down and bumped Macen's forehead gently with his. He could have lost him. All it would've taken was one wrong move, one false step, and he didn't know if he could take it if Macen had died on him. Taking solace in the feeling of solid plates beneath his talons, Avitus realized how much he needed this closeness, this reassurance that Macen was really here and he was okay.
"You need to talk to Tann and the other Pathfinders about the Scourge. We need to know what it is, what's causing it, how--"
Avitus put a talon against his mouth, chuckling quietly to himself and gently pushing him back against the pillows. "Ryder has it handled."
"But--"
"No buts. You don't give the orders around here anymore, remember? You passed the baton to me and you need to rest. "
"You're mad with power." Macen huffed indignantly, crossing his arms over his carapace as he settled himself more comfortably in the bed.
He'd thought he was going to die--thought he wouldn't have a second chance, so he'd separated from his SAM; it's only mission to contact and reach Avitus because he was going to be the new Turian Pathfinder. Ryder and Avitus had found him unconscious and barely breathing, the Natanus torn apart by the Scourge, with almost no power and the escape pods jettisoned. And now he was finally awake and stuck in this hospital bed, without the enhancements and minor improvements to his body's systems his Sam would have provided. Not to mention Avitus sharing his memories now; he'd awoken to find the dynamic between different, changed--Avitus already far more open with his emotions since this ordeal, since he'd passed his SAM on; things between them more intimate and affectionate since he was technically in Macen's head. But he found he didn't mind their newfound closeness as much as he would have expected.
Tagging @lauraemoriarty @pikapeppa @foofyschmoofer @a-shakespearean-in-paris @charlatron @seigephoenix @citadelsushi and anyone else who wants to play!
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jtmarx · 7 years ago
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Really though, would it have been so hard to explicitly state that Macen and Avitus were together?  I mean, don’t get me wrong, it’s obvious af and we all know they were a thing, but it would have still been nice to have Avitus mention that Macen was his boyfriend/fiance/husband
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little-blue-tiefling · 8 years ago
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This was Macen’s idea, I’m glad he got to live to see it through. Thanks, Scott.
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ellebeebee · 8 years ago
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So, in Macen and Avitus’s backstories, it’s pretty clear that Avitus had all the impetus to leave the Milky Way. He was burnt out by being a Spectre, and the Saren thing may have saddled him with some career baggage. However, Macen seemed to have a pretty good path ahead of him; Blackwatch was respectable and prob gave a lot of room for advancement. And, assuming that there’s no turian stigma for their sexuality (that’s up to interpretation, but I’m inclined to believe so), then Macen really had one major reason for getting involved with the Initiative.
It was Avitus. To get him away from the poison of being the Council’s lapdog, to give him a place where he could retire in peace. To give him good and positive work that meant something more. Macen bought into the brochures because that was the future he wanted for Avitus. And himself. Together.
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angelwingsl3 · 6 years ago
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Thanks to @palavenmoons for the amazing art commission, and @s0me-writer my lovely beta reader.
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shekissesturians · 7 years ago
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Shout out to my fav gay beb for Pride Month.
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Bless him with happiness! T.T <3
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dr-ladybird · 6 years ago
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behold, an awesome fanfic
Hey, everyone, look at this absolutely brilliant Avitus Rix/Macen Barro fic someone wrote me for Spectre Requisitions! Mmm delicious poetic angst! Mmm Scott and Avitus getting drunk together and trying to emotionally support each other! Go and admire it!
(warning: not a fixfic)
https://archiveofourown.org/collections/SpecReqs2019/works/18053432
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nonprodigalchild · 3 years ago
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“He’s the only one who calls me that.”
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omegastation · 7 years ago
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I want your face to be the last thing I see in the Milky Way 
See you soon
why;;;;
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alyssalenko · 4 years ago
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A Fresh Start
This was my secret Santa fic, a 'what if they both lived' fix-it fic. (I rewrote it four times and it is not my best...)
Macen and Avitus finally get the chance to thank Ryder for saving the both of them--Macen's life on the Natanus, and helping Avitus come out of his shell and come into his own. A fresh start for all parties. They get to look to the future, which neither is afraid of as long as they walk into it side by side...A03
"Avi, you came!"
A tiny, red-headed bundle of energy nearly bowled Avitus over as soon as they stepped through the door. He caught Ivi up in his arms, spinning her around in a bone-crushing hug as Macen smiled to himself at their display--the two of them so close after she'd saved Macen's life the year before. He'd thought he was going to die--thought he wouldn't have a second chance, so he'd separated from his SAM; it's only mission to contact and reach Avitus because he was going to be the new Turian Pathfinder. Ryder and Avitus had found him unconscious and barely breathing, his body broken and battered and on the verge of death, the Natanus torn apart by the Scourge with almost no power and the escape pods jettisoned. But they'd made it out, somehow. He'd never gotten the chance to properly thank her, not only for saving his life, but for being there for Avitus, being his friend and confidant and helping him come into his own as the new Turian Pathfinder. 
So when they'd received the invitation to hers and her brother's surprise birthday party, they'd both been overjoyed to accept.
"Happy birthday, munchkin."
Ryder scrunched up her nose in distaste at the nickname. "You know I hate it when you call me that--I'm not that tiny. You're just freakishly tall; seven feet isn't normal."
Macen chortled quietly to himself as Avitus set her back down on the floor, Ivi turning to him as he held out a small gift bag, and brought her into a one-armed hug. She grinned up at him putting the presents for her and Eli on the table with everyone else's, before taking each of them by the hand and dragging them over next the blue orb of her SAM, where everyone was seated, already drinking and laughing and swapping stories about their near-death experiences--one big happy family Macen felt blessed to be a part of. Avitus sat down beside Macen, his hand resting on his thigh, taking solace in the feeling of solid plates beneath his talons. Ever since his ordeal, the dynamic between them had been different, changed--both of them far more open with their emotions, things between them more intimate since they now shared memories because of SAM, but he enjoyed their newfound closeness. Closeness that had all been because of Ryder--she was their best friend and a huge part of their lives now, both turians very protective of the small and squishy human Pathfinder.
"Though Ivi has a couple near-death experiences under her belt just within the last year alone." Eli teased, shoving his older sister playfully and bringing Macen back to the present as someone called the younger Ryder away for his turn at the party games.
Ryder snorted into her drink. "Not sure it counts as 'near-death' if I actually died...twice."
Avitus arched his brow. "Yeah, but you had SAM to help you through it."
Ivi shook her head. "My second death was his fault; he stopped my heart."
"Ivi, I do not think that is fair. You made the decision and because of that everyone escaped the Archon's trap alive." SAM interjected.
"Sounds like you don't get to put the blame on the AI. I would've loved to have been able to get out of that hospital bed sooner after you and Avi found me on the Natanus, but I'd given my SAM up and I was too weak to take him back. I never did thank you properly for saving me--and him." Macen grasped Avitus' hand in his and giving it a gentle and affectionate squeeze, as his copper eyes gazed into the piercing black eyes he loved so much--eyes that were filled with so much laughter and love that he had gotten lost in on day one and never recovered. "You know, I actually don't mind not being in charge anymore. Avi's doing a great job."
Ivi bit her lower lip. "It's kind of nice that all the Pathfinders aren't the original choices. It kind of feels like the team is my own instead of my Dad's. No offense."
"None taken." Macen shrugged, tossing back his drink as Avitus scrutinized his expression, winding their fingers together under the table.
Sure, being Pathfinder had been everything he'd trained for and he wasn't sure what to do with himself anymore, getting bored when his lover was off doing Pathfinder things, but now he got to see a different side of Avitus. He was bold and passionate, ready to listen and learn and damn if his confidence wasn't a turn on. Macen grinned and stood from the table, running the talons of his free hand gently over Avitus' crest, cupping the back of his neck as he leaned down and bumped Avitus' forehead gently with his before winking and heading over to the bar to get another round, a swagger in his step. Ivi clasped Avitus' forearm, both of their eyes watching Macen's retreating form. She glanced at him across the table, inclining her head in the direction of the bar where Macen had disappeared.
"How are you two doing anyways? He seems better--and definitely more fond of PDAs than before." She giggled, remembering how shy and secretive he used to be about showing affection when they'd first met.
"We're good. Really good...but he's restless--wants to be doing something. Military roots, you know?" Avitus sighed.
"Maybe I can use my skills and go pirate." Macen slid a tray of drinks onto the table as he fell back into his chair, casually draping his arm about Avitus' shoulders, his lover turning a faint shade of blue as he blushed. "I think I'd look pretty good on a wanted poster."
Ryder's head fell back on a laugh. "If you're serious, remind me to introduce you to my boyfriend. He's kind of the King of Kadara and a big deal smuggler among the Angarans--but don't worry, he's going legitimate, I'm making sure of it."
"It could be a nice change of pace--I'll definitely think about it." Macen trailed a talon absently down Avitus' mandible, sending a shiver through him and making him shift in his chair.
Ivi's grey eyes flashed with amusement as she smirked his way, standing and stretching as she made her way around the table, clapping Avitus on the shoulder and leaning down to his level. "Down the hallway, the third door on the left is an empty storage room since it seems like you two need a little alone time. The party will still be here when you get back. Promise."
She patted his cheek affectionately disappearing into the throng of people to find her crew and brother. Macen cocked his head to the side curiously, mandibles flicking out as he watched her go, still absently teasing Avitus' mandible and working him up. He didn't even realize he was doing it--the sexual tension between them was palpable. Avitus tossed Macen a crooked grin aa he stood, offering Macen his hand and pulling him to his feet, wrapping his arm about his hips and walking alongside him, heading straight to the storage room Ivi had mentioned, the sounds of the party fading to background din, his mind a haze of lust and desire. Barely inside the storage room Avitus grabbed Macen's lapel, pressing him back against the door, their bodies molding to one another's. Piercing black eyes gazed into copper, time seeming to stand still for just a moment, Avitus' hand braced against Macen's carapace, their fingers curling together, the beating of their hearts pounding in unison. Avitus rubbed his mandible against Macen's the sensual touch causing them both to groan.
"I'm dying to get you home...think Ivi will mind if we duck out of the party early?"
Avitus chuckled. "Are you kidding? Who do you think suggested this storage room? Might as well make the most of the time she gave us, since we're already here."
Macen shot him a lopsided grin, rocking his hips and making their waist plates rub against each other through their clothes. "I like the way you think."
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jtmarx · 5 years ago
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I really hope whoever is in charge of the Mass Effect books writes something about Avitus and Macen.  
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little-blue-tiefling · 8 years ago
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In contrast to Avitus, Macen Barro is 100% the type of guy who, when asked about his relationship with Avitus, gives you a 16 page essay with references talking about how much he loves him and how amazing he is.
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xowelx · 7 years ago
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Macen x Avitus (Avi) is THE sweetest romance in the whole Mass Effect Andromeda game!!!! Omg!! I just completed that mission and my heart hurt!!! Now I can't stop reading fanfiction of them!!!
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