#tbmswre

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I illustrated a scene from my Shoker longfic. You can find it on Ao3 and also FFnet but Ao3 has nicer formatting. N E WAYZ enjoy

[hatboyproject]

I found this from AO3. I was checking in to see if there was an update and now I've fallen down a rabbit hole watching your amazing work on this! The dailies are great.

Thank you so much!

Don't fret... Chapter 17 is well underway! I eat, sleep & breathe this ship, so I'm working on both projects at the same time!

The fanfiction is great training for writing Joker in-game, & writing Joker in-game refreshes me on the canon content. I'm truly Shoker galvanised.

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Fleet and Fanboy

A little snippet from Chapter 15.

“I just wish we all had a chance to do things like that more often. I know Tali wants to go places other than the Main Battery and the Engine Room sometimes.” “Anywhere you have in mind?” asked Shepard. “I… want to take her to the physical set where the Fleet and Flotilla series is shot. She’s crazy about that show,” he said as his mandibles flexed with a laugh. “I wasn’t sure about the vid, but the series is alright. I figure I could name drop you and get her and I up there… With everything going on, who knows how long it’ll be around for.” “You gonna do the pose?” she asked with a grin. “Tell me you’re going to do the pose and get someone to take a Holo.” “Are you volunteering?” he asked. “It would be easier to name drop you if you were actually there.” “I don’t think you want me as your third wheel, Garrus,” she laughed. “Bring Joker.” Shepard just smiled, closed her eyes and shook her head. “I’ve never seen Tali’s face before, but somehow I can imagine exactly what expression she’d pull.” “I’ll tell you something you apparently didn’t know about Joker,” he said. “He’s a fan.” “Of Fleet and Flotilla?” Shepard covered her smile of disbelief. “When we first started playing poker down here, those two would sit next to each other and make constant in-jokes about it. It got so annoying that I watched the whole thing just so that I could understand what they were saying.” His rasping laughter made Shepard’s stiff shoulders relax and her aching leg somehow not hurt as bad. “Then I ended up enjoying it.”

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WIP it... WIP it Good

Time for a WIP Wednesday, because astonishingly I managed to both remember accurately what day is and what Tumblr is all at once! Be proud of me. It will be summarily ignored of course that I am posting this at 12:01AM, thus making it in fact, Thursday. In this house tumblr we do not call out such behaviour.

“A positive individual? He cornered me at the coffee machine yesterday to ask how much less pressure than normal it'd take to pulverise one of my vertebrae. I don't know if that counts as positive."

"It may interest you to note that Grunt discussed this interaction with me. His clarification suggests that he was threatening you in line with krogan custom."

"Pfft, you're going to have to narrow that one down. I mean, krogan threaten each other just because the weather's nice," he snorted.

"This threat followed a conversation with Commander Shepard, in which she mentioned her upcoming plans to spend time with you. Grunt has identified you as his Battlemaster's chosen mate."

"Uh," said Joker worriedly, doing some awkward math. "Well, I wouldn't go that far… is he jealous or something?"

"If he is, he will attempt to kill you," blipped EDI.

"And nobody thought to warn me!? Why are you just telling me about this now?"

"He has acknowledged that human participation in krogan ritual is voluntary. Additionally, Grunt's behaviour does not indicate jealousy," EDI added, but Joker's mind was already whirring with thoughts of moving his bunk into the pilot's escape pod and just never leaving the cockpit again. Chambers would bring me food, right? 

"What should I do?" He looked at EDI. "Threaten him back or something? That'll go down well. 'Hey, Grunt. I'll give you the worst indigestion you've ever had in your life!'" he said, lifting his arms dramatically.

"You may consider responding with the relevant information," said EDI. "The purpose of this question is to willingly ascertain a weak point as a show of good faith, so that in the event of your betrayal, a krogan in Grunt's position is well armed for revenge."

He laughed. "You mean, in case I betray Shepard? This is some real 'What are your intentions with my daughter' level stuff. I'm pretty sure Grunt wouldn't have any trouble if he thought I'd look better as a pancake."

"In this case, the question is symbolic."

"Alright," he said, shaking his head. He laughed as he pictured knocking on Shepard's door just to have Grunt answer, cocking a shotgun and demanding her home by ten. He brought up the comm panel and selected him. "Hey, Grunt?"

"Huh? Joker?" His baritone voice rumbled in Joker's ear.

"Yeah, uh, hey. So, after some thought, I got some info for you. I figure if you grabbed my spine between your fingers you'd probably only need to sneeze more or less to snap it in half. But, if you really wanted to mess me up, just smash my hands. That way I can't do anything I actually like ever again."

"Heh heh heh," Grunt's slow laughter in response was unsettling. "Understood."

"Oookay. Great. Glad that's cleared up."

"As long as what you say doesn't get in the way of what Shepard wants, I'll do what you say now, too," Grunt said.

"… Do a jumping jack," he said without even thinking. He heard scuffling on the mic as Grunt stood up and Joker had to catch his laughter in the back of his throat.

"Just one? How many?" Grunt asked.

"Nah, I'm only testing you," he said, and fought hard to keep his face straight. "Keeping you on your toes, you know. You don't want to get lazy. Gotta be ready for orders any second."

"Heh heh heh," he laughed again. "You are a good choice," he said, and clicked the mic off.

Joker leaned back in his seat. "Man, I am having a weird day."

Hehh, hehh, hehh.

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More WIP

So uh, yeah Bailie is hot and I will fight anyone who says otherwise OK back to the other panels

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Fic Thoughts II

Me: How am I supposed to write dramatic romantic tension when you two keep acting like mature adults who genuinely very deeply care about each other and actually make timely efforts to communicate Shepard & Joker: *Shrug*

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Last Line Meme

Looks like I’ve been tagged by @swaps55

He reached up and traced part of the line of her old scar, across her nose and down onto her cheek. “It’s kinda hard to see now, but it’s still there... you haven’t lost anything.”

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WIP Weekend

Thanks for the tag, @ljandersen ! I don’t know enough people currently writing a fic off the top of my head to tag, so, sorry to make this a dead end but supafly DJs, here we go! Here is a snippet from TBMS:WRE Chapter 7! “But, O Gracious Cetacean Celestial Overlord,” I hear you quiver, “You have not yet released Chapter 6!” Silence, fool. 

“Listen, friend,” she said, letting her head loll to the side to look at him. “You’re clearly a man of some distinction. I can see we both have dampeners, which means we’re both in the business of trouble. Wouldn’t you say?”

“I would, and that’s why I’m offering to pay,” he insisted, lowering his head in a bid to show off the size of the flanged blue crests atop his head.

“I’m not rattled, big boy,” she sneered, looking back out onto the floor, changing her tactic. “Look, why don’t you get a drink from the bar, on me? Clear up this… misunderstanding.”

“I am leaving this dump in five minutes, and one way or another, your girl is coming with me.”

“Try it, asshole.” Shepard stood up from the wall, her hands balling into fists and planting her feet square. “Give me an excuse.” She took a deep breath, placing one foot forward. The krogan looked her up and down.

“Wait, you’re the human from that fight on Tuchanka?” He asked, stopping himself from taking a step back. He met her answering silence with a grin. “Oh that is rich,” he said, his laughter rumbling as he snapped his fingers. In her peripheral vision, she saw two shapes snapping to attention.

Okay, I may have bit off more than I can chew, here.

“Last warning,” she said, making one more effort to stare him down.

“If I didn’t want that girl so much, I might leave you alone just for having a quad,” he said, then drew in a sharp breath, headbutting her.