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Okay... in last 3 days I made... songs inspired bit rushed pictures (so anatomy is somewhat iffy)

1) Dead Girl walking - Heathers (OCs Teri and Macao, K AU, Macao belongs to @arakangascatworld )

2) Pitiful Children - Be more chill (OCs Mine Sue as Squip and @katechibi‘s Victoria as Jeremy)

3) Again - cover by Jayn (OC Sue, who just gave up)

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My friend @arakangascatworld and I are hosting mock trial panel for third year in a row and these are our portraits.... it oddly shows my art in 3 years...

also I refuse show that latest picture with it actual bg, because its this generic shojo love bg XD

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Another batch of music inspired pictures

1) Right hand Man - Hamilton musical (AU where this trio leads armed rebelion, Sinikka belongs to @arakangascatworld, Verde and Teri are mine)

2) This is war - 30 seconds to Mars (same AU but on the battlefield, Teri stop being extra and use your visor glasses like Sini and Verde)

3) Start of the time - Gabrielle Aplin (inspired by scene where my character Sue releases all her anger on live TV with @yasurain‘s character watches, she is afraid of fire and seeing blue flames gave her bad flashback)

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“Yesterday I at one moment remembered my phone was dead so I told my...”

The wind is lovely, isn't it? We still have power, but it keeps knocking stuff over. Including fences.

Indeed. Right at this moment the sun is shining but it’s also snowing and the wind is howling ominously at the same time. At least I didn’t notice any fallen fences? Maybe I just didn’t look well enough.

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One Band Meme

Using only song names from 1 artist/band cleverly answer these questions. Pass it on to 15 people. Try not to repeat a song title, it’s a lot harder than you think!

Tagged by arakangascatworld !

Pick your artist/band: Queen  Are you a male or female: Calling All Girls Describe yourself: Fat Bottom Girls How do you feel: Doing All Right If you could go anywhere, where would you go: Seaside Rendezvous Your favourite form of transportation: Sail Away, Sweet Sister Your best friend is: Love of My Life You and your best friends are: Stone Cold Crazy Favourite time of day: Drowse If your life was a tv show, what would the title be: Don’t Stop Me Now What is life to you: Crazy Little Thing Called Love Your relationship: You Take My Breath Away Your Fear: I’m Going Slightly Mad

Thank you for the tag! That was more difficult than I thought! I tag (if you feel like doing it) df0wl, bearded-protagonist-enthusiast, bluvixen, and sassyduck. Anyone else, too, just tag me so I can read your responses!

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For 65 questions: 1, 14, 17, 23 and 48? And for 65 - is there one question from all these you would hate having to answer? (sorry that there are so many, it's just very interesting)

1. Do you ever doubt the existence of others than you?

Hmm…I think I understand this question. I don’t really doubt the existence of others, it’s just a strange thing to think about. Like, other people exist when I’m not with them…weird.  

14. What is your current desktop picture?

I can’t take a screencap, but it’s a picture of Garrus Vakarian looking down the barrel of a sniper rifle.

17. You can press a button that will make any one person explode. Who would you blow up?

Uhhh…I don’t really think there’s anyone I want to blow up. I’d pick a murderer or something.

23. What is one unique thing you’re afraid of?

I don’t know how unique it is, but I’m terrified of puppets. Like marionettes and ventriloquist dummies. They’re evil incarnate.

48. Do you hold grudges?

Not really any more. I did when I was a teenager. I had a falling out with my group of best friends and they really hurt me deeply. But, as I got older I finally let go of the anger because I realized that I’m only hurting myself by holding onto it. I never see them anymore, how does my anger affect them? It doesn’t. So I try to let things go, because there’s no point hurting yourself for your whole life by holding a grudge over something you can’t change.

65. is there one question from all these you would hate having to answer?

No, I don’t think I’d hate to answer any of these. Some of them might be difficult or require some thought, but I wouldn’t hate to answer any of them.

Thanks for the ask! Don’t worry about it being long, I wouldn’t reblog these if I didn’t want to answer them!

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People who say this are jerks. If it helps you, it’s legitimate. And if it makes them feel guilt tripped, then perhaps there is something they think they should feel guilty about. Otherwise, why would they think that?

thank you :)

yeah... sometimes Tumblr should check its priorities...

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arakangascatworld gave me a prompt for a "Shakarian Nap", but for some reason it won't let me answer the ask. I'm going to put this under a read more, since it kind of got away from me and is longer than I meant it to be.

It's late, but it's Valentiney fluff, with a little NSFW.

Valentine’s Day.

Garrus had never even heard of it until James had asked him what he and Shepard were doing to celebrate. From what Garrus had read, it was a strange Earth custom where humans exchanged gifts and cards to show their affection for one another. Sometimes, they made grand gestures where the one would sing or perform for the other. Sometimes it ended in a marriage proposal. Was that what Shepard expected? Spirits, he hoped not.

When Garrus asked Shepard about it, she only laughed and told him not to worry about it, she didn’t believe in it anyway. James told Garrus not to listen, because every girl liked romance.

So, what was Garrus supposed to do, then? Write poetry? Cook dinner? Buy flowers and chocolates and stuffed bears? He had no idea, and only had a day to figure it out.

After countless hours spent reading history articles and the most common gifts to give, Garrus made a decision. He asked some of the crew to distract Shepard while he decorated her cabin with pink and red hearts, complete with rose petals on the bed and some expensive champagne.

Shepard entered her cabin without warning, just as Garrus had finished decorating. She stopped short in the doorway. Her eyes widened they scanned the room, taking in the intense pink decorations. “What’s this?” she asked, her eyebrows knitted together in consternation.

"It’s, ah, Valentine’s Day," Garrus said, "this is the traditional decoration, right?"

"Yes," Shepard said. She stepped into the room and the door slid shut behind her, "but I told you not to do anything."

Garrus felt a pang of panic in his chest. Had he just messed everything up? “Well, James told me that all girls say that, and that I’d be sorry, if I listened.”

Shepard shook her head, but she was smiling. She walked towards him and snaked her arms around his waist, “you shouldn’t listen to everything James tells you. He’s all hot air and bravado, thinks he knows women. But have you ever seen him with a girl?”

Garrus shook his head, “ah, I suppose I haven’t.”

"Exactly," Shepard kissed his chin, the highest spot on Garrus that she could reach, "so, stop worrying so much. You’ve already got me."

Garrus dropped his head to touch his forehead to hers, “I love you, Shepard.”

He didn't know what had made him say it. It was the first time he’d said those words out loud. Garrus had known from the beginning that their relationship could never be anything serious. Due to the war, their respective duties, and difference in species, they would have to go their separate ways. Garrus told himself time and time again that it wasn’t love. That Shepard was someone he could live without, someone he would remember fondly when he was old. But that was, as humans say, bullshit. Garrus couldn’t deny it anymore. He loved her, despite all their differences and complications. He loved her, and refused to pretend otherwise.

Shepard had not said anything for several long seconds. Garrus worried he’d upset her. He opened his mouth to apologize, but decided against it. Garrus didn’t want to apologize for his feelings, for saying something that made him feel happy for once.

Finally, Shepard took a breath and she reached up to place a cool hand on his face. “Garrus,” her face turned pink, “I love you, too.” She stood on her toes to place a kiss on his mouth. Garrus pressed his mouth to Shepard’s with slight pressure, and ran his fingers up her spine. Shepard gave a soft moan of appreciation.

"Come here," Shepard whispered, breathless. She grabbed Garrus by the cowl of his tunic and pushed him backwards onto the bed, crawling on top of him so that she straddled his hips. Shepard unbuttoned his jacket, and lay down on top of him, pressing kisses down his jawline, neck, and chest. Garrus felt the plates between his legs loosen as her kisses trailed lower down his body.

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Shepard lay breathless beside Garrus, her eyes closed and a smile on her lips. Garrus rolled onto his side to look at her, enjoying the sight of her flushed face and glistening pink skin. “That was great,” he said.

"Mhmm," Shepard hummed. She rolled over to face him, wrapped her arm around his waist and nestled her head under his chin, "I’m exhausted."

Garrus made a contented sound in his subvocals, a low hum that Shepard had told him made her feel calm and relaxed. He pulled her close and closed his eyes, allowing the mingled scent of sweat and shampoo to invade his senses. "You're beautiful," he told her, "and I love you."

"Love you," Shepard mumbled, and Garrus could tell that she was already half asleep. He pressed his mouth plates against her forehead and allowed himself a moment of pure contentment as he drifted into sleep.