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Hey so like now that a new game is out, anyone interested in some fic swapping again?

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Round Two Fics

Well it appears to have been just me and @playfulclaws this round! So here’s a very short masterlist lol. I will add the others if they are ever submitted.

Christmas Cheer? by @playfulclaws

Welcome Home by @jessicapendragon

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You like Mass Effect

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Requirements:

You like Mass Effect

You are alive and not alone

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Christmas...Cheer?

Title: Christmas…Cheer? Genre: HOLIDAY FLUFF Word Count: 700+ (Short Drabble) Summary: Garrus has spent an adequate amount of time preparing for the holidays. Learning the human customs, decorating, gift wrapping. There was just one problem. He took holiday advice from Vega and Joker.

@meficswap piece for @jessicapendragon! It’s a day late, but I completely lost track of time (which is the exact reason I’m not participating in the @daficswap) this time around…)

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Welcome Home

In which JP tries her hand at a Mass Effect fanfic for @meficswap. @playfulclaws wanted some Shep/Kaidan celebrations so here’s a little welcome home party after he gets out of the hospital. Hope you like it! 

“You’re worrying, Shepard.”

As if anyone can do anything else these days, but it’s not threats of galactic destruction that plague her thoughts right now. It’s in looking around the mess hall and seeing plates of food laid out, colorful drinks being passed from hand to hand, and hearing the soft, upbeat music pumping through the Normandy’s speakers. It’s not much, at least there are no banners and festive hats, but she can’t help the nervous bubble coming up her throat.

She’s taken on hundreds of enemies, faced down Reapers and geth, but it’s the thought of Kaidan walking from the elevator that makes her feel like unraveling. “You don’t think it’s too much?”

Liara offers a smile that calms the storm inside somewhat. “I know the Major will appreciate it and I have a feeling there won’t be many opportunities for moments like this in our near future.”

“I know, it’s just-” She stops as Vega’s voice bounces off the bulkheads.

“There he is! Now I can open the good stuff.”

“If that’s what you can call that engine grease,” Cortez mutters and receives a smack on the arm.

Kaidan’s eyes sweep across the open room, catching on hers a little bit longer than everybody else. “What’s all this?”

Chakwas comes and hands him a bottle. “A get together, Major. In honor of your recent promotion and speedy recovery.”

“It’s not like people come back from the dead often,” Garrus adds before nodding towards Shepard. “Well, most people. Must be a Spectre thing.” 

She loses sight of Kaidan for a moment as others come to congratulate him and loses her nerve in the process. Heavy boots carry her over to the snacks where Traynor and a few others mingle. Shepard doesn’t even remember what she grabs and throws on a plate, tries her hand at small talk and does her best to keep her eyes away from him. She should stay far away. Her death hurt him once and whatever Cerberus remade her for, it wasn’t for white picket fences and views of English Bay. It’s for pulling the trigger of a smoking gun and going up in the flames.

But she’s still human. A human enhanced with certain aftermarket parts, but human still.

And even though she isn’t one for dancing, it’s something like choreography as the night continues on. Eyes connecting before glancing away, feet moving toward another only to step away and start it all over again. They are two bodies caught in a decaying orbit just waiting for the inevitable collision. It comes at the height of their little party, when Vega’s voice is even louder challenging Garrus to some type of display of bravado she should probably stop, but somehow she finds herself in a quiet corner with Kaidan and can’t look away.

“Having a good time?” she asks.

“At first I didn’t know what to think, but yeah, it’s nice.”

“I’m sure it’s nothing like that celebration Udina had planned though.” 

He smiles. “It’s better. Besides, I’m pretty sure that party would have ended sideways all things considered.”

There’s a crash of bottles behind them. “It’s still too early to tell for this one.”

“You know, I remember when this used to be my station, on the old Normandy.” 

“Lots of things have changed.”

Kaidan runs his hand up the wall next to them and his gaze goes soft, his voice turning to that gentle timber that always makes her fall just that little bit more in love with him. He moves forward, not by much, but it’s more than enough. “Lots of things, but not everything. Like I said, nowhere else I’d rather be.”

She steps closer until there’s only a few breaths between them. She shouldn’t, but she does. There’s a lot of things she’ll fight for and only one thing she wants to live for and it’s the golden galaxies trapped within his dark eyes that can only be seen so close. A million stars across millions of light years and this is the place she wants to be. “Then be here.”

“Shepard, I…” She watches doubt dampen the light in his gaze and the hope within her chest and suddenly it all hurts too much. It would be better to cut it all away instead of letting this wound fester, but she only, she wanted…She retreats before more damage can be done, but doesn’t get far as his hand wraps around her wrist. “Wait.”

And then he’s pulling her against him and it feels like a hundred bullets a minute going off inside her chest as their lips meet. There’s a desperate edge to his kiss, like he’s searching, chasing the memory, and finds the truth of it in the way she tastes. Fingers grasp into her short hair and she’s lost to it all, drifting in the ether, and even though her heart hasn’t stopped beating since they sewed her back together, it feels alive for the first time in years.

“Vakarian wins again!”

They break apart, the moment shattered, but by the look in his eyes not the fragile thing building between them again. She holds on for as long as she dares before giving up ground. “I should-we should go. Back to the party.”

“I’m right behind you. Always.”

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Mod Update

Hope everyone had a good holiday season and fabulous new year! Friendly reminder that submissions are due in less than a week (Jan 8th). If I don’t catch your tagged submission within a few hours, just send me a message, or you can send me a message as soon as you post it. Been having trouble with tags lately.

Have a good week!

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Mod Update

Just checking in! Everyone should have gotten their swap info and the deadline in an email.

Any questions, let me know! Happy Holidays!

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MeFicSwap Deadline

Is technically today, but I will take submissions tomorrow too! 

Here’s some info.

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MEFicSwap Round Two Reminder

The deadline for sign ups is December 5th. 

The theme this time will be Celebrations. Birthdays, holidays, defeating the reapers, the grand re-opening of that sushi place, the anniversary of Shep’s death, anything that has to do with celebrating something is fair game.

The group is open to any current Mass Effect writers of any kind whether you’re just starting out or have been in the fandom for awhile. 

 Interested in participating?Click HERE for more info!

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MEFicSwap Round Two

It’s time for another round of fic swapping at @meficswap! The group is open to any current Mass Effect writers of any kind whether you’re just starting out or have been in the fandom for awhile. 

The theme this time will be Celebrations. Birthdays, holidays, defeating the reapers, the grand re-opening of that sushi place, the anniversary of Shep’s death, anything that has to do with celebrating something is fair game. 

The deadline for sign ups is December 5th.

Interested in participating? More information and the sign up form below the cut!

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MEFicSwap Round Two

It’s time for another round of fic swapping at @meficswap! The group is open to any current Mass Effect writers of any kind whether you’re just starting out or have been in the fandom for awhile. 

The theme this time will be Celebrations. Birthdays, holidays, defeating the reapers, the grand re-opening of that sushi place, the anniversary of Shep’s death, anything that has to do with celebrating something is fair game. 

The deadline for sign ups is December 5th.

Interested in participating? More information and the sign up form below the cut!

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Copy and fill out the form below. Send it to [email protected]. Please make the subject “ME Ficswap Submission”. If I do not respond within 2 days send me a follow up because I may not have received it.

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The theme is Celebrations. Pick one or three for your swap buddy to choose from. Be as specific as possible/you want. If you have no preference, write ‘let my swap buddy decide’:

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Link to your Fic Masterpost(Example):

Anything you absolutely do not want?(genres, characters, situations, etc.):

Anything else to tell your swap buddy?:

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If I need someone to write an extra fic or fill in for someone else, would you be willing?:

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Round One Completed!

Ha, forgot when I made the deadline. :D Sorry about that!

We just have one more submission incoming from a last minute change, but otherwise everyone has completed their swap! Congrats to everyone who participated and thank you so much for your hard work. All of the entries were really fun to read and I hope you had a good time! 

I will start another round in a couple week. I have a theme in mind this time, but if you have any suggestions please let me know!

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Friends with a Machine? Never

For @meficswap

Tumblr Name: janedoodles.tumblr.com  Pick a type of fic below: Character from the series that isn’t my OC(if you want two or more interacting, put that here too): I’d like something about Legion and Kaidan interacting, how Kaidan would respond to a geth on the ship in the war room who is also apparently one of their people. Link to your Fic Masterpost(Example): I don’t have a masterpost on Tumblr, but I do have this AO3 series (all of my writing is within the bounds of it so far). Does that count? Anything you absolutely do not want?(genres, characters, situations, etc.): No. Anything else to tell your swap buddy?: No.

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Bake It So-an meficswap thingy!

Prompt for this fic: Javik and James -The Extranet Cooking Show, doesn’t have to make much sense or have a plot, should be hilarious

For iamsonothere. Hope you enjoy, luv!

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Crashing Kaidan’s Date

This is my half of a swap with @blackjackkent for @meficswap. I used her her Kaidan and Thane-mancer.  I took a couple of small liberties with her appearance at the start of ME2.  Hope you don’t mind!

It couldn’t possibly be… Kaidan thought to himself. But it was.

He had to be seeing things. That ship had been blasted into so many pieces that all known salvagers, even the damned vorcha organizations, had given up months ago. And this one was too big; at least twice the size of the one he knew. Could the Alliance have built another without him catching word? Unlikely.

But the turians… No. He was imagining this. The Normandy was gone.

Despite the off-the-wall, Elvis-style rumors, she was gone. He’d seen her float into space, her suit leaking, her body going limp as the pod rocketed him away, helpless.

She was right.

She had always been. That last night he’d been mildly annoyed at her insistence that something was wrong. Of course, he’d thoroughly enjoyed the hours they’d shared despite that and now, in retrospect, he wouldn’t have traded it for the world. He shook his head to chase away the memories of her, of them, which tried to bully their way in.

The crew of the SR-1 all knew that the attack could haunt them forever and PTSD was nothing to sniff at, let alone ignore. But seeing the whole ship pass by a window in a peaceful, everyday manner in the Citadel? Too big and with a new coat of paint? That didn’t fit. It was probably a combination of nerves and his implant playing tricks on him. Yes, that must be it.

“Kaidan?” Melissa asked with a nervous tone. “Are you in there?” Shepard would have been amused with his distracted state, and likely would have joined him on a tangent discussing the distraction, forgetting whatever it was they had been concerned with in the immediately preceding moments.

She. Is. Gone. This is moving on, he told himself.

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Time for Overcoming

I picked up two pieces for the @meficswap and this is the second of them.  Rijal is the turian OC of @playfulclaws.  She was a blast to write and I hope that I did her justice.

Also a big thanks to @thesecondsealwrites for reviewing the piece and helping me polish it out.

TW: Addiction and withdrawal.

“Garrus,” the Commander called softly as the others were leaving.

“Shepard?” he questioned as he turned to face her, admittedly more than curious as to why she’d stopped him from leaving the conference room with the rest of the crew.  Certainly they’d already covered everything there was to discuss in their debriefing and he had more than enough work to keep himself busy for the next year.

“About Rijal…” Shepard trailed off as conflict washed over her face.  She took a long, deep breath before regarding him frankly.   “Look.  Addiction isn’t easy to live with and withdrawal will be worse for her.  It could kill her, I know, but there’s no way that we can allow contraband on board.  I don’t want to have to force her hand; getting better should be a choice.  Her choice.  But–”

“You have to,” he cut her off.  Like it or not, he knew the same thing she did. He had been struggling with the notion since Rij had shown up on Palaven shortly after he’d returned there himself.  He wanted her in his life but even then, he had known that it wouldn’t be possible for her to share in it if she were still addicted to hallex.  

He needed his family to accept her and for that, she needed to go clean, completely.  Overcoming her addiction to hallex was an important first step.  The family could love her if given the chance.  Her intelligence, determination, and cunning would impress both his father and Solana, though hiding her criminal past would require some work.  As would convincing the senior Vakarian that a barefaced mate would be acceptable.

As if that weren’t enough, he had to be ever mindful of who he was in the hierarchy now, or what would remain of it after they defeated the Reapers.  And they would defeat them.  The scrutiny placed on Garrus would extend to her and while he knew just how mentally tough she was, he didn’t believe that anyone could withstand the pressures they’d place on her as his mate.

Even if none of that mattered, the Normandy was about to play host to a litany of dignitaries and it couldn’t withstand the presence of illicit drugs like hallex.  The ship, its crew, and its reputation needed to be squeaky-clean, as the humans were fond of saying.

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