#tankbredhuman

[crassussativum]

@tankbredhuman

One very awkward and embarrassing conversation with momma and several... educational attachments later, Cato sat on the front porch of his family’s house with his mandibles fluttering all wonky-like along his jaw, his throat deep blue with the embarrassment that wouldn’t go away.

[xerxesofthewolfpack]

A little help (closed RP)

Zareen huffed a little as she pulled herself out from underneath a skycar and rubbed her browplate of sweat. She had been working on fixing some engines to the vehicles and was doing quite well with them. Six out of the ten had been finished and she waved off her friend as he drove it back to the depot.

The hybrid walked towards her workbench and put her tools back closing up for lunch when she heard the doors to the building close and the click of a guns safety go off before she knew it an asari was pointing a pistol at the hybrid while a turian accomplice had a rifle and a bag “Don’t move or I’ll blow your head off.” She said as the turian moved to start shoving the expensive tools into the bag he had. It was a robbery and Zareen was right in the middle of it. @tankbredhuman

[imxthexhandler]

Kiss me I’m Irish

[Closed with @tankbredhuman ]

“Maidin mhaith,” Amelia greeted her husband with a kiss that morning. When she pulled away, she gave him a playful smile. “Happy St. Patrick’s Day.” She was in a long green shirt. The twins were in the playpen in the living room, Carrie cuddling with a plush bunny that had been a gift from Sean while Mark played with the large plastic teething keys. Each of their babies were in a green onesie Amelia bought for them. Yes, maybe for some St. Patrick’s Day was a silly or a nonsense holiday, but for Amelia, it was always a day for family, a tradition she wished to keep with her husband and her children.

[boundbytheblood-archive]

@tankbredhuman

Toni whistled as she unlocked the door to the apartment and stepped inside. Hopefully Cillian would be home that night from his latest mission and they could actually have a night to themselves. She had agreed to stay behind on the Citadel only because she could be helpful going through information that he and the rest of the Alliance needed. Plus it gave her a chance to catch up with Thane, who she would visit at the hospital every afternoon.

[exosevenfalcon]

❝ Did he tell you what we’re up against? ❞

Sam nodded. “In not so many words. Get your game face one, shit’s about to get real” he said before pulling down his goggles over his eyes and taking to the sky.

[csecrookie]

@tankbredhuman​ || Starter Call

Clad in heels, an asari dress that was a decade or so out of fashion, Eydis had been selected to go undercover due to her relative lack of notoriety in one of the shadier wards. Normally, an informant might have been a little better but due to the danger involved, she’d considered it...unwise. Staying in character was paramount, so when someone who looked a little too clean for this area passed by she should have ignored them.

Still, she felt some sort of concern. 

“Are you alright? This isn’t exactly the safest part of the wards, you know?”

[selfdefiined-archive-blog]

@tankbredhuman​  /  WARREN  /  SC 004

      “you’re kinda like me, huh ?”  warren asks, considering. they’re almost a full foot shorter than the other, not nearly as muscular, but they’re not afraid. ready to bolt with multiple exits in mind but not scared. warren’s CURIOUS. they doubt this man is EXACTLY like them,  ( what are the odds of that ?  NOT VERY GOOD, the part of them that’s rife with running calculations and odds replies. )  but there’s something there that warren recognizes. “you haven’t seen much of the world either, and you’re all alone like me.”

[but-boomerang-arrows]

[ text; ] it's 3 am and i can't sleep

[[ Text ]] : neither can i[[ Text ]] : wanna go for a walk?