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[destinysquared]

Ryder/Reyes Together (COMMISSION)

Drawing I've made for @@Ashenlavellan of their Ryder and Reyes Vidal from Mass Effect Andromeda. 

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[eve-moon-ho]

[murphysannie]

hey, if you're feeling up for it i'd love to read your take on #19 for izzy/maia :)

thanks boo!! 💗

follower milestone & happy holidays fic giveaway - want one?

izzy and maia + “can i hold your hand?”

Going ice skating together might be the most cliche thing the two of them have ever done, but for the first time in a good few weeks they’ve both got an evening free for a date night, so they deserve it.

Every minute Maia’s had where she’s not been working or helping Luke run the pack, she’s been studying for her college exams, because apparently marine biology doesn’t learn itself. Izzy’s been dropping by to test her (which Izzy actually enjoys, because she’s a secret dork who finds anything science-y interesting. Sure, Maia loves the subject - that’s why she’s studying it - but exams are the bane of her existence right now) but her head’s still about to explode, so when Izzy suggests they take a study break, Maia jumps on the opportunity gratefully.

Even though they’ve both lived in New York City their whole lives, the Rockefeller Center ice rink is still a sight to behold. The queue is ridiculous as always but they’re both huddling to stay warm and Izzy looks adorable all bundled up in her coat and scarf, a beanie perching artfully atop her dark hair.

Her eyes shine brightly as she takes in the scene around them, and Maia can’t help wondering if Izzy’s ever done this before.

“You’ve been ice skating, right?” she asks.

Izzy badly hides a smile by looking out over the rink. “I fight demons in six inch heels everyday,” she says loftily. “This is basically the same thing, right?”

Maia can’t help laughing. “No,” she says, because it’s really not.

Izzy shrugs and taps her side. “Balance rune,” she says, not seeming phased. “Besides, I know you’ll be there to catch me if I fall.”

Maia rolls her eyes at the line but she’s smiling, and Izzy grins at her. Maia moves closer on the pretext of staying warm and slips an arm around Izzy’s waist.

“I can’t believe you’re gonna be bad at something for the first time in your life,” she muses. “I’m definitely filming this.”

Izzy swats her. “Have a little faith,” she admonishes, and Maia just laughs as they move up the queue.

After a while they’re both clomping to the gap in the barrier around the rink, ready to step onto the ice. Izzy looks totally confident and Maia watches her, a little wary but mostly just fond.

Izzy goes first, gripping onto the barrier with a gloved hand as she gets used to the feel of the ice under her skates. Maia’s more at ease on the ice, having been as a kid with her parents, so it doesn’t take her too long to acclimatise.

It’s so nice to just let everything go and lose herself in the crowd of people, weaving in and out and seeing the joy on everyone’s faces.

By the time she’s done two loops of the rink, Izzy’s about halfway round, still clutching onto the side. She catches sight of Maia and laughs self-deprecatingly.

“You were right,” she says, pulling a face. “This is impossible. Can I hold your hand?”

Maia grins and skates closer to Izzy, lacing their gloved fingers together and steadying her girlfriend. “You just had to ask,” she says, and the smile Izzy gives her as they start skating together melts her heart in the best way possible.

[elenachatnoir]

Reyes, let me tell you, I’m sorry xD You look horrible in this piece ç__ç I already told you that I hate doing backgrounds? ^^” By the way, a bubble bath Reyes Vidal for you ;)

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[pikapeppa]

Day 5 of Reyes Vidal Week: Snowball

Today’s fanfic prompt was to write about summer heat or winter snow. Writing about Reyes in the summer is easy since he is HAWT... so I went with snow today. Enjoy!

(Above is a pic of Iceland. Voeld’s sky reminded me of the aurora borealis!)

“This place is a fucking wasteland,” Reyes said in horror… and shivered.

The expanse of snow that stretched before him was unending. The whiteness rippled in hills and dunes (is it still called a dune if it’s snow instead of sand? Reyes wondered), and Reyes knew there were snow-covered mountains here, as well as frozen lakes adorned with unusual icy spires. The sky was nice, he supposed, rippling with blues and greens like pictures of the aurora borealis back on Earth... but all he saw was a horrific wasteland. When he’d told Mara he wanted to see what it was like running everyday Initiative errands, he hadn’t meant here.

“It’s fucking freezing,” he called over to Liam as the enthusiastic young man hopped out of the Nomad. Liam laughed. “Should have been here before the Pathfinder fixed the vault,” he replied, then slapped Reyes on the back. “She told you to dress warm!”

“I did,” Reyes grumbled, rubbing his hands together and grudgingly pulling up his hood. He was wearing a parka, waterproof insulated boots, gloves, and a muffler, but he was still cold. He wished he had followed Mara’s advice to wear snowpants and a tuque. Should have swallowed my vanity, he thought ruefully as he struggled through the snow in Liam’s wake.

Jaal caught up to Reyes. “I would lend you my rofjinn if I could, but I don’t know you well enough yet. I’m sorry.”

“Uhh, thanks. I guess it’s the thought that counts,” Reyes replied, one eyebrow raised in amusement. Even my eyebrows feel like they’re freezing. Who the fuck would choose willingly to live here? he thought in disgust.

Liam looked back and seemed surprised to see Jaal and Reyes so far behind. “What’s the hold up, guys?” he yelled, his voice just audible over the howling wind.

Before Reyes could reply, Jaal spoke. “Reyes does not seem to know how to walk in the snow. I thought I should stay with him in case he falls.”

Reyes stared at Jaal, affronted… then almost tripped as he failed to fully remove his foot from a deep pile of snow before trying to step forward. Liam gave him a weird look. “What’s wrong with you? Why are you walking like that?”

Reyes pursed his lips in annoyance, then grudgingly he admitted the truth. “I’ve never seen snow in real life. I saw pictures and vids, but… not in real life.”

Liam’s eyebrows shot up high on his forehead with surprise. “Seriously? Even with the Alliance? You never saw snow?”

Reyes shook his head. “No. And clearly I wasn’t missing anything. Forget fire and brimstone: this is what hell would be if there was one.” He looked around, his nose wrinkled in disgust. Then he took another step forward - or attempted to, but had to windmill his arms to keep his balance as his foot lifted more quickly from the fluffy snow than he expected it to. He shoved his hood back so he could see, then turned to Jaal and Liam, his chin raised confidently. “I’m not going to fall,” he said with dignity.

His companions snorted with laughter. “Okay man, whatever you say,” Liam chuckled. “Let’s drop off this shipment, then we can go warm up at Taerve Uni.”

Reyes almost asked if he could just wait in the Nomad. Almost. Then he thought of what Mara would say if she knew he hadn’t even bothered to see Techiix… and slowly followed Liam, Jaal walking solicitously at his side.

Reyes had to admit that the small settlement was interesting. While Jaal and Liam met with the supplies manager and rustled up a couple of workers to unload the shipment from the Nomad, Reyes chatted with some of the other angara in the settlement and even set up a little trade deal to exchange angaran comforts from Voeld for Kadaran resources. It didn’t hurt his morale that the settlement was liberally scattered with space heaters.

His personal business concluded, Reyes turned and headed back towards the Nomad, where Liam and Jaal were assisting the workers at removing the shipping crates from the Nomad. Jaal and Liam were chatting and laughing, then suddenly, they both looked over at Reyes… and Reyes narrowed his eyes suspiciously at the laughter in their faces. His suspicion deepened when Liam bent over, his eyes still on Reyes, and gathered some snow in his hands. Liam started shaping the snow into a ball…

Oh, for fuck’s sake. Liam was going to chuck a snowball at him. And he wouldn’t be able to shelter in time, with the deep snow making it hard for him to move. Sure enough, Liam cranked his arm back and whipped the snowball at Reyes. Reyes shielded his face, but the snowball hit him square in the shoulder, exploding in a cold cloud of powder.

“Chinga tu madre, pendejo!” Reyes blurted. Liam was doubled over in laughter, Jaal slapping his back with hilarity. Clearly Reyes was out of his element in this hellish environment, but with Liam distracted…

Reyes took a deep breath, then pelted towards the younger man as quickly as he could. Jaal looked up and saw him coming, and with a grin, stepped away from Liam. Then Liam looked up… just in time for Reyes to slam into him, his shoulder to Liam’s stomach, tackling the younger man to the ground. Snow flew up in a fluffy cloud as Liam groaned, the breath punched out of him by the force of Reyes’ tackle. “Urrrrnghhh,” Liam gasped when he was finally able to take a breath.

Reyes stood and brushed off his pants, then picked up a handful of snow and sprinkled it on Liam’s face. Liam squeezed his eyes shut against the cold flakes. “Aww man, really? You gotta rub it in while a man’s down?”

Reyes smirked. “You have to learn your lesson. Don’t fuck with the Charlatan, cabron.” Liam opened his eyes and scowled petulantly at Reyes, who winked roguishly at him… then swaggered towards the Nomad, pausing only to slap Jaal amicably on the shoulder, who was now crying with mirth.

Reyes hopped into the Nomad and turned the heat to full blast. Mara told me to bond with her squad, he thought smugly. I’m sure this is exactly what she had in mind.

[gay-orcs]

@reyesvidal same...I felt so deflated learning there wasn't any difference in his endings? I also have no faith in weekes to write him any better. Who's ready for some half-assed ~choice~ where you have to sacrifice him for a weak plot point??? @slagmaker damn....ur right....can't even expect gay characters written by gay people to not cater to straight people

[nalimeria-blog]

Reyes Vidal, sexy man, don’t you think? 

[commander-shep-shep-blog]

Day 6- A White Lie or A Hard Truth

BANG

He calls her in, asks her to meet him on Spirits Ledge. Alone.

Ana goes against her crew’s wishes. She trusts him, he won’t hurt her.

Reyes stands silhouetted against the sun. He holds something in his hand, taking sips.

She sits in the Nomad enjoying the sight in front of her. She exits the nomad, noise attracts his attention.

He turns, smiles and hands her the thermal. “Whiskey?” she asks.

“Coffee.”

“I can’t stay long. I’m meeting-”

“Sloane. I know.”

Ana stands there silently. She takes a sip of the coffee, choking back coughs as the strong drink slithers down her throat. She waits for him to speak. Gives him time to gather whatever he needs.

Reyes’ gold eyes reflect the setting sun for a moment. “I’m the Charlatan.”

Was it surprise? Ana barely gave the Charlatan the light of day. She assumed Sloane would keep Kadara city, and slowly, Ana would help her change it for the better.

But it shouldn’t surprise her.

Reyes to seem to have his fingers in more than just her during their short relationship. She takes another drink, something to combat the incoming cold.

Reyes stares at her with those eyes, waiting for her to say something.

“Oh.” That’s all she can manage. It’s not a big deal he’s the Charlatan. “Thank you for telling me.”

Ana plays with the side of the thermal, unsure of what to do. Was it just her or did something shift? She goes to him and stands there. Silent. The sun moves inches down, casting long shadows over the valley beneath them.

Reyes grabs her hand. She squeezes.

BANG.

Kadara Port is ours tonight.