"The Care & Feeding of Spectres" -- 0/? -- FShep/OC!M!Turian
anonymous
February 1 2013, 20:33:42 UTC
Some author notes before we begin: - I’m basing my Turian anatomy off a picture on deviantart that put a lot of thought into the whole thing. (suthnmeh’s “Naky Turian”) - I have lots and lots of stories on AO3 and ff.net, you can probably stalk me if you use this story’s title, and you’re interested. - I’ll do my best to write “Paragade” Shep, but since I tend to end up insanely paragon in Every.Single.Game. I can’t guarantee accuracy. - If you like it, comment. I fucking love comments. They make my life.
Title: The Care and Feeding of Spectres Tags: AU, F!Shep, OC!Turian, Romance, Smut, Het, Xenophilia, Fluffy-Smut Summary: Shep finds herself pursuing a Turian Janitor.
"The Care & Feeding of Spectres" -- 1a/? -- FShep/OC!M!Turian
anonymous
February 1 2013, 20:37:43 UTC
Shepard had set up camp in the corner of the Councilor’s office. Hadn’t even really given him a choice. She just showed up each day with her datapads and some coffee or tea, and read through the reports. Sometimes she wrote them.
Once, he’d tried to get her to leave, and she’d just given him this look that had him scurrying out of his own office. She was generally a level-headed individual, but sometimes she had a temper. He’d dealt with the aftermath of it at least once, when she punched a reporter on a live feed. So rather than tempting fate, he just let her have it.
It got to the point where Shepard’s absence was more noteworthy than her presence. Humans who came to speak to the ambassador often had to deal with her sarcastic commentary. They got used to it. When Shepard did things, one just got used to it.Udina wasn’t entirely pleased, but what was he going to do
( ... )
"The Care & Feeding of Spectres" -- 1b/? -- FShep/OC!M!Turian
anonymous
February 1 2013, 20:39:09 UTC
“Oh, sorry! I didn’t think anyone was still in here.” The surprised turian voice woke her, and she was on her feet, pistol in hand, her enemy pinned against the wall before she processed what was going on. As she finished waking, she recognized several things
( ... )
"The Care & Feeding of Spectres" -- 2a/? -- FShep/OC!M!Turian
anonymous
February 1 2013, 20:48:08 UTC
Back on the Normandy, Shepard collapsed into bed. She wanted to know more about Silus, but she wasn’t sure how to go about finding out more without actively stalking the poor turian. It would be awkward to explain to her friends, and even more awkward to explain if he somehow caught her.
Shepard sighed, and slammed her head back against her pillows a few times, like she was trying to knock the rogue thoughts out of it. But it didn’t work. She hadn’t expected it to, really.
Eventually, she must have fallen asleep, because her alarm clock blaring jerked her into alertness. 0630 always came too early, even when she hadn’t been up half the night thinking inappropriate thoughts about a Turian she’d just met
( ... )
"The Care & Feeding of Spectres" -- 2b/? -- FShep/OC!M!Turian
anonymous
February 1 2013, 20:48:31 UTC
“If you knew she was on Omega, why are you on the Citadel?” Sparatus again. Shepard’s eyes flicked back to him, found herself studying him. He was the most frustratingly blunt of the Councilors, and while she often appreciated it, right then she just wished he would shut up
( ... )
Re: "The Care & Feeding of Spectres" -- 2b/? -- FShep/OC!M!Turian
anonymous
February 1 2013, 21:17:03 UTC
OP: YEEEES! My face hurts from smiling so much. Thank you for taking this anon and I love it so far.
P.S. I always play paragon too. There are some renegade things I can't resist though. Headbutting krogan, blowing that jabber mouth krogan on Tuchanka lol. Other than that, All paragon!
Re: "The Care & Feeding of Spectres" -- 2b/? -- FShep/OC!M!Turian
anonymous
February 2 2013, 00:09:32 UTC
Nope, that wasn't me. But I pulled the name "Silus" off a list of old Roman names since Turians tend to be based on Roman Centurions, so it's not completely crazy that more than one of us would like the same name.
I'm a recent... addition to the M.E. Author-anons.
"The Care & Feeding of Spectres" -- 3a/? -- FShep/OC!M!Turian
anonymous
February 2 2013, 02:16:16 UTC
Silus is nearing the end of his double-shift, and he’s looking forward to going home and sleeping when he sees her. The human from the previous night, the one he found sleeping in Councilor Udina’s office. He’d been confused, but hadn’t questioned it; the doors to the embassies are very well secured, and it takes proper identification to even open them. He hadn’t mentioned it to anyone
( ... )
"The Care & Feeding of Spectres" -- 3b/? -- FShep/OC!M!Turian
anonymous
February 2 2013, 02:16:54 UTC
“Do you want to talk about it?” He’s carefully not looking at her, afraid he’ll make things more awkward if he continues staring at her the way he knows he will if he doesn’t look away
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- I’m basing my Turian anatomy off a picture on deviantart that put a lot of thought into the whole thing. (suthnmeh’s “Naky Turian”)
- I have lots and lots of stories on AO3 and ff.net, you can probably stalk me if you use this story’s title, and you’re interested.
- I’ll do my best to write “Paragade” Shep, but since I tend to end up insanely paragon in Every.Single.Game. I can’t guarantee accuracy.
- If you like it, comment. I fucking love comments. They make my life.
Title: The Care and Feeding of Spectres
Tags: AU, F!Shep, OC!Turian, Romance, Smut, Het, Xenophilia, Fluffy-Smut
Summary: Shep finds herself pursuing a Turian Janitor.
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Once, he’d tried to get her to leave, and she’d just given him this look that had him scurrying out of his own office. She was generally a level-headed individual, but sometimes she had a temper. He’d dealt with the aftermath of it at least once, when she punched a reporter on a live feed. So rather than tempting fate, he just let her have it.
It got to the point where Shepard’s absence was more noteworthy than her presence. Humans who came to speak to the ambassador often had to deal with her sarcastic commentary. They got used to it. When Shepard did things, one just got used to it.Udina wasn’t entirely pleased, but what was he going to do ( ... )
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Shepard sighed, and slammed her head back against her pillows a few times, like she was trying to knock the rogue thoughts out of it. But it didn’t work. She hadn’t expected it to, really.
Eventually, she must have fallen asleep, because her alarm clock blaring jerked her into alertness. 0630 always came too early, even when she hadn’t been up half the night thinking inappropriate thoughts about a Turian she’d just met ( ... )
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P.S. I always play paragon too. There are some renegade things I can't resist though. Headbutting krogan, blowing that jabber mouth krogan on Tuchanka lol. Other than that, All paragon!
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I'm a recent... addition to the M.E. Author-anons.
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I'll probably look it up when I'm done writing this one so I can see what they do with their Silus. :D
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