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lilmissnatcat24 · 20 hours ago
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you can take the crass piece of shit spectre shepard/petulant piece of shit c-sec garrus au out of my cold dead hands
“Think he knows we’re watching?” Garrus asked, for maybe the third time in the past hour, nervously eyes the office building that Bulkar Fen was currently inside of. He had mentioned once before that stakeouts made him jittery. She could tell from a plethora of tells. A rattling of her water on the table from his leg bouncing uncontrollably, the nearly melodic sound on his fingers tapping against his thigh impatiently, the almost stubborn insistence of his eyes to not focus on a single point for more than two seconds. She felt as though she were sitting next to the galaxy’s most hyperactive toddler put in time out right in front of an ice cream truck. 
“You know, if you need to piss, you don’t need to ask. You can just go.” 
“What? I don’t need to piss.” 
Shepard looked at him. Garrus had swapped his customary C-Sec blue armor for a suit. Tight, slate gray with navy detailing, tight, most likely a latex blend. And fucking tight. She had no idea he was so skinny underneath the armor. Shepard had this vision of Vakarian that he was some bulked out bodybuilder of a turian with all of that crazy padding he had on his armor. It was very nearly uncanny to see him be so lithe. She swore she could see every last muscle, like it was less of a suit and more of one long roll of gauze he meticulously wrapped over his limbs and torso. 
“Then calm down. Stop it with the leg. For all he knows, we’re just two people trying out a new lunch spot.” 
Garrus grunted, pushing his plate aside. He, like Shepard, had barely touched his food, which was for some repugnant reason all the same color of mauve. “This makes me feel like a rabbit.” 
“You even know what a rabbit is?” 
“Had to confiscate one from some human during my first year,” he said, his voice still bitter as if it happened only a few days ago. “Jumpy thing. All white, red eyes. Damn demon.” 
“What happened? Didn’t melt your heart, Vakarian?” 
“It bit me.” 
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yuukian-aurorerose · 2 months ago
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Another post for N7 day
I hosted a binder international exchange for Mass Effect and here are the beautiful binds I made!
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katskip · 9 months ago
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Nathaly Shepard and Kaidan Alenko ☄️ commission for @pigeontheoneandonly
A book cover for Pigeon's Mass Effect novelization entitled Discovery 🌠 We have high hopes that the first print copy looks PERFECT 🤞
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thatwildwolfwrites · 5 months ago
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—in which turians gossip.
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Have you heard about Castis Vakarian's youngest?
His son? Yeah. Apparently he got detention again. It's the fifth time this week. I don't know why that child keeps talking back. It's like he has no respect for authority.
Well, they'll beat that out of him at bootcamp. He'll fall in line eventually.
Why can't he just be normal? All the other kids his age understand this already. Maybe something's wrong with him...
I wonder. He's not growing up into a good turian... Poor Castis.
Have you heard about Castis Vakarian's son?
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Yes. What a waste. I heard he ranked at the very top in all sharpshooting and hand to hand combat tests... and all of that for nothing.
What's wrong with him? 
He will never make a good turian.
Spirits, poor Castis. First the accident, and now that son of his...
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What about his son? I thought he was normal now. Didn't he find a job, outside the military?
He did. Citadel Security, like his father. Easier outlet for that... passion of his. You know. All that talk of justice and right and wrong... Castis hoped working at C-Sec would help him get it out of his system. Start being normal. Maybe he would finally burn through that... energy.
Did it work?
He's constantly fighting with his superiors. Disobeying orders. Questioning their judgement. I hear he's just as much trouble out there as he ever was down here.
I don't envy Castis right now. Hearing about your son constantly failing at the job you excelled at... It's got to do something to you.
Have you heard about Castis Vakarian's son? I heard he actually quit C-Sec now. Couldn't even conform to that. Now he's left the Citadel on a whim, with some human, on an impulse...
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Poor Castis.
Poor Castis.
I heard Castis Vakarian's son was part of that mess at the Citadel, with the geth.
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Apparently he's aiming to be a Spectre now. I don't know how his father is going to take that.
I wouldn't want to be in his plates right now.
Have you heard about Castis Vakarian's son? He dropped out of the Spectre training program.
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Have you heard? He's gone mad.
I heard he finally snapped. Had some sort of identity crisis, left spirits know where without saying anything.
I suppose it was always a matter of time. There's always been something wrong with that boy. Still, his poor family...
Have you heard about Castis Vakarian's son? 
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Have you heard about Castis Vakarian? Yeah, he has kis kids staying over.
I heard. Just when you think it couldn't get any worse. Working with a terrorist organisation. Human supremacists, too... I can't imagine what his father's going through right now.
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I heard it's a difficult family situation, yes. The mother's dying, and he... At least he still has his daughter, not like that good for nothing son of his.
Have you seen him? What a disgrace. Half his body covered in scars like that. Wearing his failures right on his face... His family must be so ashamed.
Heard he's saying he's fallen in love with an alien. A human of all species. 
Disgusting.
That's just adding insult to injury. His poor family.
Poor Castis.
Have you heard about Castis Vakarian's son?
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Isn't he the one in charge of that refugee camp on the Citadel? Who even decided to put him in a leadership role?
I don't know. I heard he's friends with the new Primarch. I heard he failed upwards. I heard he's in an important position now, in charge of helping with that war summit.
This damn war. They'll promote anyone as long as they're still alive.
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Have you seen? Commander Shepard's written a private account about the Reaper War. Have you read this? 
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Incredible.
Heartwarming.
Inspiring.
Unbelievable.
Beautiful.
She wrote about Garrus Vakarian.
They were close. He was her lieutenant. Her closest aide. Her best friend.
He held her up when she stumbled. He asked her to take care of herself. He checked in with her. He cared. When everyone else saw the Commander, he was the only one who saw a person. He was the only one who asked how she was doing. He was the only one who supported her.
She wrote about everything he did for her.
He's the only reason she had the strength to win that war.
He saved the world.
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Have you heard about Castis Vakarian?
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You mean Garrus Vakarian's father? Yeah. I heard. He must be so proud.
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milkywayes · 3 months ago
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dreamt a cipher - chapter 9: Reach, Recoil
a shepard/garrus post-destroy ending longfic.
rating: M pairing: female shepard/garrus vakarian additional tags: angst with a happy ending, slow burn (of sorts), fraught pining, reconciliation
fic link // chapter link
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“Vakarian. I know that name. You were—” her gaze rabbits to Shepard and back—“Uh. You were gunnery officer of the Normandy. Both of them.” It sounds like a realization, not a question. There’s a flat certainty to it that makes Shepard keep her expression carefully blank. “Yes,” answers Garrus anyway. “Among other things.” It’s not like that’s, per se, inaccurate, and there’s a chance he doesn’t mean it like that, but it’s still not enough to stop her from elbowing him. Not a mistake she would have made at some later, more awake hour; her bones collide with the unyielding curve of his well-fortified lower ribs in a way that zaps pain up her arm and that must’ve felt like the barest nudge to him. She hisses. A large hand lands on her shoulder, patting twice before it falls away. Garrus hasn’t moved his eyes from Natalie, who in turn is very much staring at where his hand just was.
-> read the whole chapter on AO3.
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victoriadallonfan · 3 months ago
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Personal favorite ward fic? Or one you would recommend to someone who never read ward (seems wrong to read wormfics before worm and not do the same with ward)
There are very few Ward Fics, but a few I would recommend (with HEAVY Ward spoilers) are:
- Wound (follows Amy after the ending of Ward)
- We’re Not Friends (Vic and Tattletale shenanigans)
- Miss Calculation (Number Man clone ends up in the universe of the Netflix Wednesday show)
- Witch (Vic and Tattletale end up in the Witcher game series)
- Heart of Silver (A portal opens between the She-Ra universe and Earth Gimel)
- Flight of the Valkyrie (Valkyrie/Glastig Uaine ends up in Dragon Age)
- Night Light (Victoria and her team end up in the Dresden Files setting)
- NDLS (A fusion of the Sandman show and Ward)
- Shards of Shadow (Wheel of Time and Ward crossover)
- Larva (Taylor clone wakes up during one of the final arcs of Ward)
- Larvae (A younger Taylor clone is in therapy during Ward)
I also write my own:
- Point Me At The Skyrim (Victoria is finally awake in Skyrim)
- Hers Is the Fury (Victoria is reborn as the oldest Lannister child in A Song of Ice and Fire)
- Janus (Victoria is in the head of pre-Worm Taylor)
- Touch the Sky (RWBY x Ward fic where Victoria is the sister of Ruby and Yang)
- En Masse (Post-Ward Humanity meets the Citadel Council from Mass Effect)
Apologies that I did not include all of them
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danielleitloudernow · 7 months ago
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Art credit to @amys2885
(I hope it's OK I stole this, I'll take it down if not!)
I FINALLY finished a Shiara fic 😁
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spacevixen2024 · 2 months ago
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For N7 day!
My first play through and the inspiration for my series Commander Faith Shepard. My soul survivor, my force of nature and all round mess of a human!
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"You weren’t there when Cerberus put me back together. You weren’t there when they decided I was nothing more than a weapon. Some sort of tool to be patched up so I could keep fighting their damn wars. They took away my humanity, my choices, my life! And all I could do was accept it. I didn’t get a say, and I certainly didn’t get a choice.”
Her voice broke, and she hated herself for it, but she couldn’t stop. She had wanted to be left alone and now this stranger had pushed her to damn near breaking point.
“And now you want me to sit here and talk about how ‘it’s okay to grieve’ like that’s supposed to just make everything better?”
��Shepard, I’m just trying to—” 
“You have no idea what it’s like,” Shepard cut her off, her words like daggers. “You have no idea what it’s like to wake up and find out you’ve lost two years of your life. Two years where everything you knew, everything you loved, was gone. And the world didn’t just move on; it fucking buried you."
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THE SPECTRE REQUISITIONS RARE PAIR EXCHANGE RETURNS FOR 2024
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Are you a rare pair shipper? Do you love those pairings that canon never supplied? Or maybe you’re just good ol’ shipping trash who loves to ship almost EVERYONE in the Mass Effect universe? Then boy do we have good news for you!
The Spectre Requisitions Rare Pair Exchange is here!  We’re a rare pair fanart and fanfiction exchange that’s open for the Mass Effect Trilogy and Mass Effect Andromeda. Whether you started with the original Mass Effect or got into the series through Andromeda or the remaster; whether you favor gen and platonic or threesomes and moresomes -- we want you to join us! Mark the dates on your calendar and get those thinking caps on for nominations!
If you’re not already in the Discord, come join us! It’s open year-round for all your rare pair needs. 2024 SCHEDULE
Nominations begin: January 18 Nominations end: January 25 Signup begins: January 26 Signup ends: February 10 Assignments: February 13 (at latest) Assignments due: March 25 Assignment reveal: April 1 Creator reveal: April 8
Watch this space for a guide to nominations! We can't wait to see what rare relationship goodness you come up with this year!
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girafficparka · 9 months ago
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“Of all the flowers you could have picked, you would choose one that is actively trying to eat you.”
“Chewdina would never eat me. He loves me. And I love you, don’t I, sweet boy?” she cooed, lifting the large globe to peer lovingly at her monstrous plant. The kympna lobe snapped at the air but, shockingly, didn’t lunge.
“It’s a plant, Shepard. It doesn’t love anybody.”
“Don’t be jealous, Garrus.”
“I’m not.”
Shepard hummed to her plant, oblivious to him.
“I’m…not.”
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He’s not jealous. Seven-foot alien husbands (who also happen to be built like a plated Adonis) don’t get jealous of tiny little man (and turian)-eating plants.
Right? RIGHT?
Find out in Palaven Rising Chapter Eleven!
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lilmissnatcat24 · 11 days ago
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Garrus couldn’t get enough of her. He surged forward, her back making contact with the seat as his hands greedily held onto her waist, squeezing tightly. Her fingers danced up his arms, on his face, to his neck, around his waist. All of it , he wanted to say. Take all of it. It’s yours. It’s always been yours. 
HUGE shoutout to the FANTASTIC @tightassets who did such an amazing job with the art for this year's big bang!!!!
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yuukian-aurorerose · 2 months ago
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If the Stars Could Speak - DARKofNIGHT
MASS EFFECT | SHAKARIAN
Art by @wei723
Fic by @sombredelanuit
End page art - Denouement by eddy-shinjuku
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haveyoureadthisfanfic · 2 months ago
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Summary: She'd woken up in an unrecognizable galaxy, jammed together from spare parts, a Cerberus logo stamped on her ass. She'd been handed a beautiful, expensive, top-of-the-line mockery of her old ship, crewed by beautiful, expensive, top-of-the-line terrorists. The Alliance wanted her to shut up and go back to being conveniently dead. Kaidan, it seemed, felt the same way. Anderson was the only family she'd ever had, and he wouldn't even answer her emails. And either Shepard's sanity had splintered under the stress, or she was now some kind of unkillable demigod. Or both.
Author: @meredithalden
Note from submitter: Amazing fic, great character voices and banter, does really interesting things with video game mechanics, honestly just read it!
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thatwildwolfwrites · 5 months ago
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Title: Sentinel
Word count: 6K+
Fandom: Mass Effect
Relationship(s): Shakarian
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Sentinel species - organisms, often animals, used to detect risk to humans by providing advance warning of a danger, most often environmental hazards. Examples include domestic canaries, historically used to detect gas in coal mines. Some species can act as sentinels because they may be more susceptible or have greater exposure to a particular hazard than humans in the same environment. –Wikipedia
Turians don't like the cold. –Garrus Vakarian
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The snow that was ankle deep when they landed here comes up to her knees now, and even Garrus is starting to have trouble wading through it. Shepard doesn't know how much time passes as they walk. Maybe hours. Maybe minutes. She can't tell. She can barely see her own feet when the looks down. The wind blows the snow around, masking their footprints as soon as they're gone. If they stopped, they would probably be lost forever. No one would find them underneath meters of thick snow cover.
Shepard looks around, searching for... something. She's not sure what. Anything that could help them out in this situation. Something feels off, but she can't tell what, so she just pushes on. Then she realises what's missing. It's been a long time since she heard as much as a single complaint. “...Garrus?” Silence. She looks back over her shoulder, momentarily afraid he might not be there anymore.  Her heart calms down a bit once she sees he's following her, albeit starting to lag behind. Blinking rapidly, sight unfocused, arms limply down his sides. He doesn't look good. He's shivering. He's wearing heavy combat armor lined with additional padding and he's still visibly shivering. “Garrus, are you okay?” He quickly shakes his head. “Crap, I… Did I fall asleep?” Shepard wrinkles her forehead. This is not good. She won't be able to find shelter if she also has to take care of a drowsy turian on top of that. A worst-case scenario passes in front of her eyes: he passes out and she has to physically carry him. An almost guaranteed death sentence. Unless she would be willing to leave him behind to save herself, the only way to ensure at least one of them has a chance to make it out. And that's when she realises: that's the worst-case scenario.
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You know the drill — full thing is on AO3 <3
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milkywayes · 2 months ago
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dreamt a cipher - chapter 10: Pacemaker
a shepard/garrus post-destroy ending longfic.
rating: M pairing: female shepard/garrus vakarian additional tags: angst with a happy ending, slow burn (of sorts), fraught pining, reconciliation
fic link // chapter link
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“And are you?” she asks. “A ‘Hierarchy turian’ now?” Garrus stops bouncing. Eases off the tips of his powerful toes, down to his regular height, and then crosses his arms. Jutting elbows. She must have stumbled her way onto a truly touchy subject. The sudden absence of his frenetic energy leaves her a bit woozy, though she rediscovers it a second later in the speedy tap of his fingers onto his arms, the slash of his fringe through the air. None of it bleeds into his tone; if anything, his voice is too smooth when he says, “In about as much as you were ever an… ‘agent of the Council.’” Her lip quirks. “So,” she lilts back, aiming for humor, “how’re the sidekicks? Still fending off my staff left and right? I think they might be due a raise.” He eyes her with some suspicion, but at least his arms drop back to his sides. “Don’t think I can sign off on that. They’d just spend the credits on an upgraded tactical cloak suite, and then I’d never manage to give them the chit.” She stares at him. “You mean, ‘the slip.’” “That’s just you repeating the word.”
-> read the whole chapter on AO3.
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tigereyes45 · 2 months ago
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Inbox open for fanfic prompts
Let's get through this election night together! Leave a prompt for a short fic/drabble in my inbox and I'll write as many as I can!
Feel free to leave prompts for any of the following fandoms:
Star Trek (Any show but Picard or Prodigy. I'm only one season 1 of discovery.)
Star Wars (Any series)
RWBY
Red Vs Blue
Dragon Age (any of the games is fine. Try not to spoiler veilguard's late game stuff for me please).
Fire Emblem (Awakening, Fates, or 3 Houses prompts only please)
Merlin BBC series
Mass Effect (Any game)
Tales of Arcadia
My favorite ships are:
Mcspirk
Varric x Hawke (any gender/class)
Nuts and Dolts
Grimmons
Merwaine (Merlin x Gwaine)
Caryl (Carol x Daryl)
Mari'Lyn (mariner x T'lyn)
Janeway x Tuvok
Janeway x Tuvok x T'Pel
Chulu
Uhotty (Uhura x Scotty)
Archer x Trip
Archer x Trip x T'Pol
Harry x Tom x B'Elanna
I am a multishipper though and I will write for almost any ship.
(Late night post cause I wasn't sure if I was going to do this but I'm feeling better tonight so here we go!) This is the third election I've done this for, and I am doing this to try and help keep people's spirits up. I hope everyone has voted/will vote!
EDIT: Given the results of the election I'll be accepting drabble requests for the next few days. I know we can all get through this.
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