Tag Archives: Garrus Vakarian

Reason to Live

My old Shakarian fic was feeling a bit outdated, a bit juvenile, especially considering I never actually bothered to title it… So after playing the trilogy again earlier this year, I felt the urge to write a new one. I don’t feel it quite gets across how fascinating turians are, how the whole idea of ‘alien’ is alluring (Mass Effect does not really do a great job of expressing alien cultures in a culturally alien way, though I will grant that’s not the point of a swashbuckling space adventure), but it certainly feels a bit more in-character than the old one to me.

It doesn’t have every bit of detail in, as it’s only really supposed to replace the whole “reach and flexibility” conversation and still leave space for the “interspecies awkwardness thing” conversations that come after.

 

Reason to Live

Shepard took a moment to sigh to herself before she reached out and tapped on the Normandy’s main battery door. It had been an intense day, and she still wasn’t sure if she’d given him enough time to sort through it all. Continue reading

A Shakarian Moment

Was going through some old stories on my computer (in preparation to writing new stories, yayyyy : P ) and found this. May as well post it…

For the record, my favourite Mass Effect pairing is Shoker, but I also wanted to fix the Shakarian romance starter, because it always bugged me. (Here’s another person’s interpretationwhich is also great. (Danger Shepard is awesome, lol)) And Garrus is soooooooooo dreamy……… lol. (Also I had a terrible time naming my femShep.)

 

Garrus was unusually quiet and fidgety when she came down to the main battery to visit, after they returned from Miranda’s “little” excursion to run interference for her sister’s escape.

After a few minutes of failed mission talk, failed small talk, she fixed the gunnery officer with a curious but quelling look. “What’s the matter, Garrus?”

“Hmm?”

Stars, she loved those subharmonics. Not that she was going to tell him, that, though. Making a move on a subordinate, even – especially – one she trusted as much as Garrus, could be fatal. To the success of the mission, no less. Continue reading