This prompt has been kicking my ass for about two months. I had wanted to post this on Valentine's Day but I didn't finish because I suck. Now I'm just going to shove it on the kink so it doesn't flounder on my hard drive anymore and I can move on to try and better my horrible writing through other means.
"Prompt: "I change my mind... I don't want to know what a human-turian baby looks like!"
Shepard and Garrus somehow get to work on that human-turian baby Garrus mentioned, and Shepard is not having the greatest time with her pregnancy. The rest is up to you! Snarky, sappy, sexytimes... I'll take whatever you want to give me!"
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anonymous
February 18 2013, 07:26:00 UTC
nestlingTwo strangers sit in a skycar traveling above the Presidium. They are careful to avoid any eye contact that could be interpreted as purposeful. This is easier to accomplish than both thought possible, though harder to endure than both imagined
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anonymous
February 18 2013, 07:27:45 UTC
His history with Liara was long, long enough for him to remember how she used to be. It’s not wide-eyed innocence that sparks in her eyes anymore, but a worn cunning that reminds him more of a salarian shopkeeper than the asari archeologist he knew. It was strange that he never noticed that until now, even after all the two had experienced.
They had fought together. Bled together. Seen their homeworlds burn. Shared bits of happiness, once in a while. Their trust transcended even those between turian soldiers.
He knows these things. He knows her. Liara has always been there for him, for all of them. But that’s exactly what’s offensive, and something rises in his chest: a black, shadowy creature that last came to life when a bareface named Sidonis had sold out the few he held dear
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anonymous
February 18 2013, 07:38:17 UTC
The quiet that follows makes her feel all the more helpless. She doesn’t know what she expects from him. When the ice bobbing in Garrus’ brandy crackles, it’s so loud that she thinks it echoes
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anonymous
February 18 2013, 07:42:07 UTC
The sudden exclamation is enough to startle Garrus into a wide-eyed stare. He really was like a bird sometimes, no mater how he denies it; the birds from Earth she had seen always cocked their heads like that. She continues on obliviously, her hands relentlessly kneading together, nails indenting into skin enough to draw a shallow trickle of blood
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anonymous
February 18 2013, 07:44:25 UTC
Conflicts of importance cause her to be militant, snappy. He endures it without sound because he knows well enough that nothing could silence “Commander” Shepard-not war, not peacetime, and certainly not him. She is his leader and not his lover during these tiffs, and he knows it’s the Commander when she hisses with quiet threat that things must go her way. Like how the crib has to be made of dark wood: cherry or espresso to match their floors. Like how the crib should have dimensions slightly larger than standard, but still convertible. Like how the crib belongs in the living room so the baby can get constant attention
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Re: nestling
anonymous
February 18 2013, 07:44:47 UTC
When they are placing the order for the crib-one that doesn’t quite match the one in her mind but fits well with the accessories they bought- they stand side-by-side and share small, awkward smiles without looking to one another. And by the time the two leave the store they are hand-in-hand again, earlier unhappiness forgotten. They know their arguments are fiery and meaningless. The couple is young, rich in ardor but not in understanding. There’s still too much to know and so much longer for them to grow into each other
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anonymous
February 18 2013, 08:07:47 UTC
This was so incredible and heartbreaking. It took me a bit to realize we were getting the story backwards, but once I understood, I knew that there was no other way this story could proceed. Bravo.
Re: nestling
anonymous
February 18 2013, 09:13:31 UTC
Oh man oh man oh man. This is not the sort of fic one should read while slightly drunk in the middle of the night. My heart hurts so much. This was really well done, a!a, and don't ever say you have horrible writing because that is just a baldfaced lie. Dammit, now I have to go cry in a corner for the rest of the day.
Re: nestling
anonymous
February 19 2013, 01:10:35 UTC
What a bummer, man. But a very well-written bummer.
And sadly, sometimes couples don't make it through such emotionally wrenching times. And it makes me sad that they look like they've got a long road ahead of them.
I like the reverse-storytelling you've used here, too. I'm not even a Femshep/Garrus shipper, but this fic transcends romantic preferences. Nicely done.
This prompt has been kicking my ass for about two months. I had wanted to post this on Valentine's Day but I didn't finish because I suck. Now I'm just going to shove it on the kink so it doesn't flounder on my hard drive anymore and I can move on to try and better my horrible writing through other means.
Thanks for reading anons.
Fill for this prompt:
http://masseffectkink.livejournal.com/5020.html?thread=17535644#t17535644
"Prompt: "I change my mind... I don't want to know what a human-turian baby looks like!"
Shepard and Garrus somehow get to work on that human-turian baby Garrus mentioned, and Shepard is not having the greatest time with her pregnancy. The rest is up to you! Snarky, sappy, sexytimes... I'll take whatever you want to give me!"
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They had fought together. Bled together. Seen their homeworlds burn. Shared bits of happiness, once in a while. Their trust transcended even those between turian soldiers.
He knows these things. He knows her. Liara has always been there for him, for all of them. But that’s exactly what’s offensive, and something rises in his chest: a black, shadowy creature that last came to life when a bareface named Sidonis had sold out the few he held dear ( ... )
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I mean just... it was compelling and well done but it was unbearably terrible and just god damn it!
I can't come up0 with anything more intelligent, you've left me stunned.
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In all seriousness though, this is a goddamn masterpiece and you are one of the best writers I have ever seen. Read. Whatever.
Also, I'll need an address to send the bill to.
You know, for the reconstructive heart surgery.
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If you couldn't tell, everything below the is supposed to be normal text. Ignore my still-awake-at-6am slip up, please.
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(Oh god, tears. Fuck I'm going to cry.)
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great idea, beautifully executed. Got me right in the feels x_x
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And sadly, sometimes couples don't make it through such emotionally wrenching times. And it makes me sad that they look like they've got a long road ahead of them.
I like the reverse-storytelling you've used here, too. I'm not even a Femshep/Garrus shipper, but this fic transcends romantic preferences. Nicely done.
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