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The Primarch's Order by @s0me-writer
Art by Mad Bee

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This week will never be complete without special mentions for the best Adrien Victus story in existence.
The Primarch's Order by @s0me-writer
Art by Mad Bee
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Primarch Week Day 3!
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Mass Effect - All Media Types, Mass Effect Trilogy Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Adrien Victus, David Anderson (Mass Effect) Additional Tags: old warriors, Life finds a way, ME3, Pre-beam push, coversations that might have happened Summary:
As the races prepare for the final assault against the Reapers, Primarch Victus and Captain Anderson have a discussion about hope and perseverance.
Primarch Week Day 4
I am so excited to FINALLY be able to share this. I commissioned this from @savbakk... (Checks email) July 22 of last year! Just shy of twelve whole months! And she’s been so patient with me while I’ve pecked away at its accompanying story. I’m finally comfortable enough to share the first chapter of Shanxi, and I’m so fortunate to have this as my cover image.
The expression on his face! Those eyes! Sav nailed every detail from the text that I sent her and I couldn’t be more in love with this image. Thank you, Sav!!
Primarch Week Day 7
Too late for Primarch Week
but I very much hope Adrien’s return is still welcome. New chapter of Stolen Moments is up!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/7365808/chapters/61396021
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12028952/21/Stolen-Moments
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Victus can't help but grin wide enough to make his mandibles ache as Jane turns, squeezing herself between the front seats in the crowded skycar to holler at the lunatics in the back. "Aren't you all supposed to be strapped in?" Even though she raises her voice, he can barely hear her over the blaring music of the Garrus-led air band performance.
Zirra interupts her back up vocal and air guitar performance to say, "We are, Ama. See?" The tiny turian holds out her belt, her expression gorgeously earnest. "A seatbelt can't stop me from shredding it on my axe."
Sinking back into her seat, Shepard lets out a tremulous breath. "Sweet lord, I'm an ama."
Shepard's words disappear into the family's reaction to their smallest thrash rocker, but they resonate deep in Victus's gut. His dilan reaches out, laying a hand on his thigh. He understands. Sometimes joy proves as terrifying as the battlefield … perhaps moreso. At least they knew their place amidst the horrific reality of battle. Happiness … peace … comfort … they're all still learning to trust those foreign concepts.
Adrien covers Shepard's fingers with his talons, supporting her with a gentle squeeze. He knows that she just needs to check in, and it's his privilege to become her anchor for as long as she needs one. And she needs one more than she'll ever admit. He meets her gaze for a handful of heartbeats before the world outside the windows demands her attention. She looks away, the sun leaving him in shade.
The awe in her voice leaves no doubt as to whether or not the view inspires her as she asks, "Where have you brought us, caris? Family picnic in heaven?" Her hand slips out from under his to grip the car door.
He doesn't need to reply, because the next moment, he guides the car below the forest canopy, revealing their destination. A large log house stands in the center of a broad clearing, its windows intact, its deep, violet-silver logs free of any trace of soot or damage. It's a decidedly new addition to the vista and the answer to a great many of his hopes and dreams.
“You never asked to be a leader, yet your people will die if you refuse. We find ourselves in similar circumstances. Let's hope the spirits grant us the strength to see it through.”
Begin by @s0me-writer / Some_Writer
Art by @palavenmoons
Adrien Victus’ origin story. <3
Raking Over the Ashes by Some_Writer / @s0me-writer
Art by @bethadastra
Continuing the Victus week Tradition with Tarquin’s story. <3 This is canon, okay?