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exoticennards · 4 months

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I know this blog is somewhat inactive but whenever I see ennard fans I get SO excited, she is the BEST character EVER, so if you by any chance still use this blog just know you're cool as fuck (btw here's a funny picture of my Ennard plush drinkin a soda I think you may appreciate)

ur really sweet for this omgg ty, you get a lil ennard doodle :]c

#funtime mail #i havent drawn ennard in forever aaa #also sorry i havent been that active yall Ive been in deltarune hyperfixation town ><#anyway enjoy this lil doodle of my favorite amnesiac genderfunky cloun #it is always nice to see other ennard fans too aa #ennard #fnaf #five nights at freddy's #ennard sister location

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leggalese · 1 month

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you are my favorite ace attorney artist on this app I lvoe you 🙏

I had to, sorry, I love this movie.

But yeah thank you so much for enjoying my doodles I'm honored to be regarded as your favorite AA artist Anon...

#ask

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magical-girl-trucy · 19 hours

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OUPPY HOLY SHIT SHE’S AN . OUPPY. OH MYYYYGGOOOOOODDDDDDDDDDD this is one of the best AA fics I’ve ever read I am REALLY enjoying Ema interacting with doggy Athena i am FLAPPING MY HANDS

sorry for the multiple asks i just got really excited hehe

Actual work doodle reaction to seeing this ask when I opened tumblr I feel. So honored and happy I literally started stomping my feet (one of my stims) and grinning like a doofus. Thank youvagahshshdjjd

#asks #literally still at work btw ahshshhs #art by me #ig lol

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khytal · 2 years

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Hrrg, okay hi I was the anon who sort of indirectly prompted the 4-1 comic by asking about the whole fire power stigma thing and Apollo and Phoenix and, whatever it's been 4 months, good chance you don't even remember.

But this was, so very much worth the wait. It's so good and it hurts and I want to hug him and it looks so COOL and

Anyways I'm just over here having feelings, you're really good at art and that comic is very good.

thank you!!!! again really sorry it took so long o(-< I'm glad you enjoyed it!!! I kinda wish I had included something to refer to apollo being passed from home to home but I can probably cover that with a comic with dhurke

(general update on ??? idk art plans I guess)

@ everyone who's still waiting on an answer, I wish I was faster at art/more confident in scribbling out stuff h (there are asks in my drafts, and sometimes I wait until I have similar asks to group them up, and then my hand gets hurt, and fksghjlfd)

I'm busy this week and I would like to start getting through the rest of my aa character list before the year ends (I'm behind, at 16 out of 31) but I'm gonna try to be less. perfectionist about doodles so I can actually empty out my inbox x')

(for now I've decided the next big tp au post is going to be turnabout goodbyes and I estimate it to be 4-5 pages?)

#anonymous #today's an ask-answering sort of day......#sorry I talk a lot about what I'm going to do it's to hold myself accountable

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k0re-drawings · 3 years

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HELLOO i got some wholesome asks at the same time and i really didnt want to spam you all with them at once- (not like i actually dont with other asks- IM SORRY) sO I- UHM DECIDED TO PUT THEM ALL IN ONE POST-¿?? im really sorry if its too long kgjhfhkfgj 🙏 enjoy the love chaoS¿? 👉👈

@lunarreaper12 AYOO HIII TYSM THO! im glad you like iT-- (even tho its literally me just screaming and spamming doodles most of the tiME--) KJHFKJGDF HERE, FOR YOU- I THROW LOVIES TOO 🗿 💖💓💘💕 🏌️‍♀️

@starbrightartz AA A AAA AAA-- EEE ;; TYSM!! im really happy you like my art tho! SJKHFKJS it makes me really happy! 💕 👉👈

@alitakun OGIDFOIGDFGIOUFD OMLLL THANKS??? IM REALLY GLAD YOU LIKE THE DESIGNS¿??? i doNt rEALLY THiNK IM tHAT GOOD wITH CLOTHEs BUT-- I TRY (also dont mind techy he is just dabbing in the background HAHAAHA) I SMACK LOVE 🗿 ✋💕💖💓

@aqibnishad27 HHHHHHHHHH- A A AA AA--- I- UH- TY¿?-- AND I DONT MINd- sO I GUESS YOU CAN¿?--- JHBJSHFDDGFS GO AHEAD-

@silver-undertale WAAAHHH HELLOOOO YES IM FINALLY BACK THOO im happy to be able to post again! kjhfgjfgjk- even tho im just trying to keep the account alive until i actually have something decent to posT- ALSO TYYY!! 💖

#asks #my oc #tech!sans #techy #OMLL YOU ALL ARE TOO WHOLESOME AND NICE #WHATS HAPPENING THO??#EVERYONE IS HUGGING ME AND PATTING ME NOW GIIOFIGDGJK #i mEan- doNT cOMPLAIn I FEEL LOVed-#;; tysm tho- it may sound dumb but it really means a lot to me <3 #OHA AND IM SORRY AGAIN IF THE POST IS TOO LONG-#EDIT: I FORGOT TO ADD ONE DOODLE IM SORRY-

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teenageukulelescreamo · 3 years

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please do not repost my art

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first of all. im so sorry this is such a quick and simple doodle. second of all. i am SO sorry for butchering LL and AA’s designs (which are both fantastic, by the way, and this does NOT do them justice). third of all, i SWEAR this is not the only time I’m gonna draw them! I am working on a full blown piece of these three, and plan on drawing some of the other ?!?! designs I’ve seen around! the reason i just kinda got this out was bc i wanted to leave ya’ll smth since I’m going to the mountains for a couple of days, and won’t be drawing digitally during that time! back to the ?!?! designs however- first of all, I’m so flattered by the influx of folks making designs based off of VV and my idea for her! i legit scream every time i see a new one pop up, and I’m so glad ya’ll enjoy her and this AU idea! which leads me to a thought. i would LOVE to have a blanket sort of... tag/title for this entire... AU/design-thing/whatever it is, so if folks draw anything for it, or make new designs, I can follow that tag and see it!!! thus, what do you guys think about the ‘?!?!’ AU? i know it’s fairly simple, so if you’re not a fan, feel free to leave ideas you have in the comments! I’m totally open to other suggestions!!! and last but not least in this. very long post the kickass and very spoopy AA belongs to the @skellycoreee the big boy handsome pants LL belongs to @theghostlypepper and miss freakshow herself, VV, belongs to me!!!

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super-maria--blog · 4 years

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man i just really love your art asdjdusfghvas 💕💕💕 makes my heart go all doki doki 🥺 was also wondering if you have read Eternally Never Yours and if yes do you have a favorite part? :D aaaaa sorry for the long ask 🙊

Aw! It brings a smile on my face whenever people tell me that!! I’m glad y’all enjoy so much! I’m just here to have a good time with my silly doodles!!

And uh, I am/was/will-eventually-continue when I have the time;; ; ; aaaaaahI think I was about to start chapter 14 where I left off... I’m usually not a slow reader, but I’m not used to long fanfics (and this has been on going since 2015!! WOW) and since it’s so well written I wanna enjoy fully! so I try to put close attention... also, English is not my first language, so I usually read 2 or 3 times to make sure I understood everything! When school’s not kicking my ass I’ll gladly get back to it! ❤ ❤ ❤

And my favourite part?? Boi, you apologized for the long ask, I apologize for the LOOONG ANSWER (under read more bc jesus it is long and bc spoilers of Eternally Never Yours til chapter 13, if anyone else haven’t read it!):

Ok ok ok, so. My absolutely favourite part ever til where I am, is 100% the first chapter. I am so in love with the concept of starting a letter pouring out all your feelings and just... be honest about the why’s and how’s of your love for someone else. And the start got me so good!! I mean: “Mario, let’s get this cleared up. You’re a moron.” I LOVE IT SO MUCH AAA

A close second is (funnily) the second chapter. Mario’s obsession with fire is just so well written, my god. They both love each other and they’re oblivious to it I LIVE FOR THAT. Mario loves playing with fire and Bowser is like the freaking Sun oml

Then we go to chapter 5! AA the scene where they confess to each other?? THAT WAS SO TERRIBLY GOOD, THE RHYTHM OF IT I LOVE IT, Mario’s train of thought is just all over the place until he finally gives in and then he doesn’t understand that Bowser feels the same and I’m??? so soft aaaa

AND THEN CHAPTER 7 WHEN THEY GO TO THEIR DATE??? AND THEY KISSED?? TWICE??? (well the first one was awkward but y’know) I JUST. I CANNOT. AAAAAAA my heart freaking exploded, thank you very much.

And another thing I really really liked was the.... premonitions/dreams/nightmares? THEY MAKE ME VERY NERVOUS I AM SCARED BUT ALSO THEY SOUND VERY COOL

I don’t know how to draw birds and I imagine it to be kind of a phoenix of some sorts?? It probably clears up in the future aaaah ALSO! The Star Hill I’m imagining is the one that appears in Partners in Time, the blue pretty mountain, so I could be wrong. I probably got so many things wrong but.... yeah.

ALSO IN CHAPTER 12! Bowser and Junior bonding just added a million years to my lifespan I am so grateful *cries in spanish*

And just in general, I’m very much in love with the characterization of all of them!! Peach is a badass (with more power than I expected I AM AFRAID), poor Luigi, my baby, he just wants his brother back and doesn’t know what’s going on, THE TOADS ARE FRICKING WILD, Kamek knows everything, the Koopalings are really fun to read, and aaaaaah

so, I uh, yeah.

(also I didn’t know whether to comment on each chapter because maybe that’s kind of annoying but then again I think I would like that if it were me but I’m just..... very shy.... but now seemed like the perfect time to say this?? bc of the question?? this got out of hand very quickly i’m sorry)

so, @echoeternally, your fic gives me life, and just like Bowser I just put my entire heart into this love-letter to your writing.

I will now hide under my pile of homework.

Your very-shy fan,

Mari

#ask #anon #Bowsario #Eternally Never Yours #Mariart #aaaaaaaAAAA #thanks for the ask and sorry for the wall of text #megalomari

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dearophelia · 6 years

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gonna set your flag on fire - chapter 3

Thirty years after the war, things are as close to normal as they’ll get. Garrus is the turian councilor and Olivia runs Galactic Affairs, helping the galaxy rebuild. They’ve happily settled into the life they’ve built. Their kids are grown, and out living their own lives. But something goes wrong on Nora’s latest mission. Very wrong.

chapter 03: there’s truth that lives and truth that dies

In which Jonah puts up with a lot from these assholes, Nora tells her teammates about The Thing, and Garrus makes an appearance. (read on AO3)

Thank you eternally to @nightingaleseeking and @tarysande, and also to everyone else who’s reading and enjoying this.

“Problem Number One,” Jonah says, writing Problem #1 on the board at the front of the room, “is the AA guns. According to these schematics - “

“Which could possibly be out of date,” Micah points out from the couch in the back of the room.

“Yeah,” Nora says, doodling on her tablet, “but we’re ignoring that.” Tucking her feet up underneath her, she accidentally kicks Micah, and whispers an apology. He gives her a small smile in response, then pokes her in the side when she isn’t looking. She sticks her tongue out at him.

Jonah clears his throat. “According to these schematics, they have a battery of AA guns here, here, and here,” he circles three locations, each about five miles away from the base. “And on the roof.”

A chorus of ideas arises from his fellow soldiers. “Hacking them would be easiest.” “EMP cannon would do the trick.” “Cloak the shuttle.” “Hayes is a pretty good shot, he could take ‘em out.” “Hayes isn’t coming and, anyway, I take offense at that.” “Sorry Nora, but you know he’s better than you.”

He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. “Can we please get all the problems on the board first before you throw solutions at me?”

Alle, sitting on the floor in front of Nora, slurps the remainder of her soda through her straw, and waves her hand through the air: continue.

“Problem Number Two,” Problem #2 goes on the board, “is the base’s shield. We’ll also have to land pretty far back, at least here,” he marks on the map about three miles away, between the AA guns and the base. “The jungle’s too dense closer in, and landing farther out means that our exit is that much farther away.”

Loud music starts to play, sounding spine-gratingly tinny out of omnitool speakers. Love beyond moons, love beyond stars, love will take you anywhere – Rachel gets it turned off before the chorus continues, but not fast enough to keep it from getting stuck in Nora’s head.

“And Montgomery will fix her buggy music app before the mission,” Jonah says.

“I don’t know, man, Kara & the Destinies is pretty solid mission music,” Carlos says with a wide grin.

Rachel throws her stylus at him. It bounces off his shoulder.

Nora catches Jonah’s eye, and jumps back in with the briefing. “While there is some valid concern about snakes during that hike, the shield is a very real problem. It surrounds the entire facility, and if we can’t get it down, we can’t get in. It’s on a cycling frequency, and anything that tries to penetrate it outside of these standard entry points,” she draws little x marks around the base, “gets fried. Predictably, said standard entry points are highly guarded.”

Rachel twists in her chair and looks over her shoulder at Nora. “Is there any chance this is one of those shields where if something’s moving slow enough or fast enough it gets through?”

“No such luck.”

“Problem Number 3,” he doesn’t write on the board this time, “is Vakarian.”

Four sets of eyes turn to stare at her.

“Yeah,” she says slowly. After she told Jonah - after Vega strongly suggested she do so - the two of them talked at length about whether to tell the others; ultimately, they decided it was better they have some mild trust issues than the worst happens and they aren’t prepared. “Cerberus put a control chip in my head when I was a kid. The Alliance fried it and it’s been dead for over twenty years, but it’s there, and a thing you guys need to know about, just in case.”

Carlos pushes himself up out of his inelegant sprawl across the bean bag and sits up straight. “Dumb question.” He looks first at Jonah, then Nora. “Why’s she coming with us?”

Rachel looks up from her omnitool, raises an eyebrow, and points at Carlos, silently seconding his question and sentiment.

“Do you want to go into an unknown situation without her covering your dumb I’m-gonna-punch-the-giant-mech ass?” Alle asks, sitting up straight.

Appreciating the backup, Nora brushes her hand against her friend’s shoulder. Alle’s known about the chip for years, since a sleepover in high school when they broke into Alle’s parents’ alcohol cabinet. Nora discovered that vodka utterly annihilates her mental barriers, and Alle discovered her best friend was walking around with a control chip. Pancakes the next morning had been a little awkward: Alle brimming with questions, and Nora having answers to none of them.

“Not particularly, but that’s – “

“Well, then shut up,” she cuts him off.

Carlos huffs. “That’s not my point, Alle.” His eyes narrow and, when it’s clear he isn’t going to be interrupted again, he continues. “Nora, I love and trust you, but why did anyone think you coming on this mission was a good idea?”

All Nora can do is shrug. Carlos can do the logistics just as well as she can, and come to the same conclusion she did: no one else is available. Chen and Rahiri are on their own mission, and the four on the eezo job are clandestine experts. Because I’m your only option if you want a full team isn’t the greatest answer, but it’s the truth.

“Vega made the call,” Jonah says, breaking the uncomfortable silence. “And until he unmakes the call, we’re going with it. Anyone unwilling to take this mission if Vakarian’s on the team – speak now, or forever shut the hell up.”

Nora holds her breath, but no one says a word.

“Right,” Jonah says. “Hopefully, it doesn’t become an issue. But we both thought you should know, in case it does. And that information is classified, not to be shared outside this room.”

“You got it,” Carlos says, looking straight at Nora.

Rachel nods, and Micah squeezes her shoulder. Alle leans her head back on the couch and smiles upside down.

Nora takes a shaky breath and manages a small smile for them. “Thanks, guys.”

With a single nod, Jonah ends that discussion. “Okay. I’m looking for solutions to Problem Number One, and Problem Number Two.”

“I have a solution to Problem Number One,” Rachel says. Long used to Jonah’s precision-like and orderly briefings, she waits for him to acknowledge her before she continues. “Zorya is about to go through an annual meteor shower.” She taps on her omnitool – silencing another snippet of music with a sigh – and projects the image up onto the wall behind Jonah. “It’s major, so they’ll have to turn off their automatic firing solution. If we bring the shuttle in on a trajectory that matches the meteors, and kill the power until we need it to land, we should be able to escape detection.”

Carlos pushes his dark hair out of his face. “Even powered down, isn’t a shuttle kind of obvious on scanners?” He frowns at his hair, too long to be practical and too short to pull out of the way.

Nora wonders how long it’ll be before he asks her to give him a haircut in the back of a shuttle. Again.

“Normally, yes. But according to the intel,” Rachel continues, scrolling through the briefing on her tablet, “their manual sensors aren’t state-of-the-art; it’s basically radar with some simplistic energy imaging. Their defenses rely mostly on their AA guns, the shield, and being in the middle of the jungle on a planet no one bothered rebuilding. If we go in at night, at the peak of the shower, with engines powered down, we’ll read as just another meteor. We’re definitely screwed if someone manages to catch us in night-vision goggles, but the likelihood of that is very small.”

Jonah turns to his board and writes fake being a meteor underneath Problem #1. “Good work,” he says. “Anyone have a solution to Problem Number Two?”

“How does the shield work?” Carlos asks. “They’ve gotta take it down to let people in and out.”

“Did you read the mission briefing?”

“No.”

Jonah’s jaw clenches.

“It’s in eight pieces, like a pie,” Nora says, before the throbbing vein in Jonah’s forehead bursts. “Each of the checkpoints controls an individual section of the shield, and they take it down as necessary. The whole thing doesn’t need to come down to let people in.”

“So Nora takes out the guards, we steal their access cards, take the shield down and run in,” Alle suggests. “Why is this an issue?”

Sighing loudly, Jonah drops his tablet onto the table. “I write these mission briefings for a reason, guys.”

Nora presses her lips together in a wry smile. She learned long ago that half her team doesn’t do well with assigned reading, and shortly thereafter gave up trying to make her own briefings have any ounce of structure and organization; she’d warned Jonah not to count on Alle or Carlos even skimming the briefing he sent out. “Because the pieces are all networked to a central control room. Even if they don’t require permission before lowering their section, someone’s definitely going to notice once it’s down. They can’t answer if they’re dead, and we don’t have nearly enough intel to bullshit our way through that conversation.”

“Back to the meteor shower,” Micah says, finally speaking up. “What are the chances a meteor makes it through the atmosphere, doesn’t completely burn up on entry, and smashes the control panel hard enough to deactivate the shield?”

Rachel blinks at him. “Anything’s possible, but we can’t predict or control that.”

He shrugs. “Don’t have to. A well-placed drill grenade could make a passable meteor crater, especially in the dark. Would also take out the guards, if they’re standing close enough.”

“We need to take out the guards first,” Alle says, and Nora peers over her friend’s shoulder to watch as she draws diagrams. “It’s really specific positioning to blow the panel completely and look like a believable impact crater.” She taps on her tablet and sends her sketchy diagram up onto the display screen.

“Good work,” Jonah says, and writes more meteors underneath Problem #2.

“Before we move on,” Carlos says, “can we go back to Problem Number Three?” He sits up and turns so he’s facing the whole room.

Nora freezes. Naively, she thought they were done with this – that everyone agreeing to forever shut the hell up meant that they were, if not okay with it, at least at peace with it being a fact. But she’s known about it for thirteen years, and she isn’t anywhere near at peace with it. They’ve known for five minutes.

“What are your concerns?” Jonah asks.

“We’re all hoping that nothing happens,” he says gently. “But if something does – what do you want us to do?” he directs his question at Nora.

Nora blinks at him, and then stares down at her hands. She’d never considered that. She doesn’t feel like she can consider that. Considering that makes it a possibility. Though she wants to give Carlos an answer, her mind’s gone completely blank. There’s nothing – no solution, no action, not even an in-poor-taste-and-not-actually-that-funny joke.

There’s nothing, except for the obvious answer. And perhaps the only answer.

When the silence turns awkward, Nora sighs. “Neutralize me,” she says softly. “If it’s clear that I’ve become a liability or a threat, knock me out. I’d rather Micah punch me and deal with the concussion than hurt any of you guys.” She pauses. “Though I’d appreciate it if you also took the effort to haul my ass out of there.”

“I wouldn’t punch you,” Micah says, as if this were any other tactical conversation. “There’s a spot, right there,” he lightly sets his fingers just underneath her jaw, “poke hard enough and you’re out like a light.”

Nora can’t help it, she bursts out laughing. “Thanks,” she says, giving him a wide grin.

He flashes her a warm smile in return and drops his hand to her knee for a moment.

She takes a breath. “I know this blows, but I appreciate you guys having my back.” The other five give her a thumbs up, or a nod, or a smile, and she exhales slowly. Nothing other than finishing the mission will calm her down completely, but she feels a little better for everyone’s support.

“I hate to do this,” Rachel says, breaking the moment, “but I might have a Problem Number Four.” She calls up a topographical map. “The area we’re landing in is thick jungle, at night, with mutated pyjaks, four varieties of poisonous –”

“Venomous,” Alle corrects.

“Whatever snakes, what looks like the occasional boiling mud pit, and it’s also the rainy season. That’s a nightmare of a hike.”

“We’ve been worse places,” Nora says. She grins at Jonah, who glowers at her.

“Carnivorous plant planet.”

“Toxic mud moon.”

“That desert with the acid flash flood.”

“Pygmy squirrels that ate holes in our tents. While we were in them.”

Exasperated, Jonah groans. “Enough. Unfortunately, there’s no great place to land closer. We’ll all just have to watch our step. You’re the medic; bring antivenin. And extra fuel for the flamethrower – fire kills everything.”

“Except for the giant murderplant,” Carlos mutters.

Micah stares at Carlos. “Are you ever going to let that go?”

“It tried to eat my entire arm,” he says, enunciating every word. “No.”

“We had knives,” Nora says. “You were fine.”

With a huff, Carlos slides a little further down, now halfway on the floor. “I hate both of you,” he grumbles.

Love beyond moons, love beyond – Rachel growls and glares at her omnitool.

“Thank you,” Jonah says. “We’re done. I’ll have an infiltration plan ready by the time we leave tomorrow. Go be somewhere else. Please.”

***

They’ve been brought to a small room, just a couch, two chairs, a coffee table, and a dying plant in the corner beside the window. They already heard the report: Chakwas’ and Miranda’s assessments were correct – it’s too risky to operate, but the chip is dead. Nora is otherwise a very healthy, very normal, little girl.

And Olivia convinced the Alliance to let them adopt her. Garrus brushes his hand against his wife’s as the other door opens, revealing Nora and an Alliance counselor. Nora stares at her feet as she shuffles in, and she looks about as unhappy as one small human can look.

The counselor gives her hand a squeeze and bends down to whisper something to her.

Somewhat reluctantly, Nora looks up. Her eyes widen, and she lets out a small gasp when she sees Olivia. She drops the counselor’s hand and runs toward Olivia as fast as her short legs can take her.

Smiling, Olivia crouches down to Nora’s level and catches her as she flings herself into a hug. “Hey,” she says softly, wrapping her arms tight around the small girl. “You okay?”

Nora buries her face in Olivia’s shoulder. Though she whimpers a little, she nods. Garrus watches as Nora almost melts into Olivia’s embrace. He’s long sworn that Olivia’s hugs have magical powers, and Nora seems just as vulnerable to that comforting magic as he and their sons are.

“I’m so sorry I had to leave,” Olivia whispers as she rubs Nora’s back. “But I promise I’m not leaving ever again.”

Garrus smiles as he watches the two of them. His heart swells, just as it did five years ago when they were introduced to the two small boys who would become their sons.

Olivia presses a kiss to Nora’s temple. She looks up at the Alliance counselor. “Can you give us a minute, please?”

The woman nods and shuts the door behind her.

Olivia effortlessly lifts Nora as she stands up. She settles her against her hip. “I want you to meet someone.”

Nora looks up and opens her eyes, following where Olivia points. She takes in a short breath and her eyes widen when she sees him – but not in fear. Garrus has seen fear on enough humans to recognize it, even in a child. No, Nora’s eyes are full of curiosity. He gives her a little wave.

“That’s Garrus,” Olivia says. “And if you’re okay with it,” she looks at him and smiles a smile that still makes his knees a bit weak, and then focuses back on Nora, “we’d like to be your mom and dad.”

Nora looks at her, and then looks at him. Back to Olivia, back to him. After a moment, she wriggles until Olivia sets her down. Slowly, she walks the few steps over to him. She looks up with the same wide, curious brown eyes and lifts up her arms expectantly.

Olivia stifles a laugh. Carefully, Garrus picks Nora up. She’s different than their boys, a little softer and wider, and it takes a few seconds to shift and get her comfortable. But once she’s settled, safe and secure in his arms, he smiles at her.

“Hi,” he says quietly. The same warmth he felt the first time he held his other two children, and the warmth that’s only grown in the five years since, brightens in his chest. She stares at him, almost through him. A curl falls into her face and he pushes it back, brushing his talon against her cheek.

Nora blinks.

“Is that a yes?” Garrus asks. He looks over at Olivia for confirmation – maybe there’s a method of human toddler communication he hasn’t read about. Olivia shrugs, but a smile grows across her face.

If it is a yes, Olivia will stay here with her for a few days while the Alliance creates all of Nora’s paperwork and runs a final battery of tests on the chip. He’ll bring Nico and Quentus by tomorrow to introduce her; they’re already so excited about having a little sister, and he’s promised to help them put glow-in-the-dark stars on her ceiling tonight. If it isn’t – well, he honestly can’t imagine any way that it isn’t a yes.

Nora blinks once more, and rests her head against his carapace.

He looks from his daughter, settled in his arms with her eyes closed, to his wife, standing in front of him with sparkling eyes, and smiles.

***

When she gets back to her quarters that night – new visor, strawberry-orange smoothie, and takeout noodles securely in hand – Nora drops into a chair. She’d been looking forward to having some time to herself, but now wishes she’d accepted the invitation to join Alle for dinner with her parents. The apartment they share on Tereshkova is tucked in a corner of the Alliance’s military housing section, away from the crowds and noise. She’s left with the gentle hum of the station’s power grid, and her thoughts.

She was fine about the mission. She was fine about the control chip. She was fine about Cerberus. She was fine about the control chip in her head during this Cerberus mission. At least, she’d convinced herself she was fine. And then Carlos asked what she wanted them to do if everything wasn’t fine.

And then the idea that things might not be fine became a reality. A reality she’s been trying very, very hard to ignore for years.

While there’s still time for her to head to Shenzhou and catch up with Deck’s team, there isn’t enough time to get someone else back from Shenzhou to Haliat-Gemini in time to make their departure. The meteor shower’s window of opportunity is too narrow to wait around. If she leaves, her team will be going in one man down.

One big-enough-problem-to-mention-in-the-briefing man down, but a man down all the same.

Micah could make the shot to take out the shield checkpoint guards easily enough, and Carlos is a decent enough grenadier in a pinch, but it isn’t just a matter of hastily replicating her skillset: she’s an extra body, an extra gun, an extra set of eyes.

Sighing, she stands up and moves to the table so she can eat dinner without dropping every second noodle onto her lap. She puts on the latest episode of Real World 7: Citadel Redux – she’s missed a few episodes, but this season hasn’t been that great anyway – and eats her dinner while watching a barely-legal batarian try to pick a fight with an asari matriarch about washing dishes. The matriarch silently puts the batarian in a stasis field and walks away. Half a minute later, she comes back, and sticks a handwritten sign to the batarian’s chest: I am in Time Out because I didn’t respect my elders.

That at least explains one of the memes Quentus sent her.

The episode ends, and Nora dumps her trash into the matter recycler. She exhales loudly in the quiet room, so much restless energy running through her veins she feels like she might vibrate out of her own skin.

She tidies up the living room, throws out everything unidentifiable in the fridge (which is most of its contents), takes out all the trash, starts a load of laundry, and even cleans her gun. All of it takes less than an hour, and when she puts her rifle, all shiny and clean, back together, she has to grit her teeth to keep from screaming when she can’t get the scope back in place by the third try.

With a sharp exhale, Nora forces herself to put the scope down and walk away from the weapons bench before she gets so worked up she breaks something.

Good air in, bad air out. Four deep breaths, and she’s settled enough to think clearly. Not settled enough to be calm, but at least not on the verge of smashing an extremely expensive custom-ordered piece of equipment. Progress.

A quick glance at the clock tells her it’s still daytime on the Citadel. She opens up her computer and starts her vidcall program, dialing a private and highly-secure number. It connects almost instantly.

“Councilor Vakar- oh, hello Nora.”

“Hi, Kyra.” Nora smiles at her father’s assistant. Kyra’s been around as long as she can remember. “Is my dad available?”

“Yes. One moment.”

“Thanks,” she says, even though Kyra’s already blinked out, replaced by the please hold screen.

“Well, this is a surprise.”

Nora feels like a weight’s been lifted from her shoulders. She smiles. “Hi, Dad.”

He returns the smile, and then tilts his head. “Are you okay?”

“Freaking out a little, about a mission. Do you have a minute to talk me through something?” She tries not to call him in the middle of the day, but she has twelve hours to make her decision. If she calls her mother, she’ll get nice advice about following her gut, which won’t actually help. If she calls either of her brothers, they’ll tell her to stop being stupid, and to bail and go with the eezo job. Her father will tell her something useful, he always has.

“Always. What’s going on?”

She takes a deep breath. “Mission A is infiltrating a Cerberus research base and,” she taps on her head. “We don’t know what the research is. I could be a liability.”

He nods. “Alright. What’s Mission B?”

“Mission B is a non-combat recon mission that isn’t much more than show up, see what happens. Vega wants me on the Cerberus mission, but gave me the option of switching. Like an idiot, I told him I’d do it before I really thought about it...and before I told my team about it and before one of them asked me what I wanted them to do in case, you know,” she gestures, knowing better than to tempt fate. “And now that’s kind of all I can think about and I’m freaking out and really regretting telling Vega I’d do this.” She pauses and takes a controlled breath to slow down. “But if I switch now, we can’t get someone from Mission B to join. There’s a timing thing.”

He leans forward and his mandibles flicker in thought. “So, your options are: go on the Cerberus mission, possibly putting yourself and your team in danger if they’re doing the wrong kind of research. Or leave your team one man down on a job that needed an extra man.”

Nora grimaces. Lousy choices all around. “Yeah. What do you think?”

He’s silent for a long moment as he thinks about it. The silence made her antsy as a kid, but now she can practically see the wheels turning in his head. “As your dad, I’d tell you to say screw your team and not walk into an unknown Cerberus research lab. But,” he pauses, looks away from the screen, and then looks back.

He suddenly looks so much older.

“As a soldier, I’d tell you not to leave your team one gun short because of something that might happen.”

With a quiet sigh, Nora nods. The weight settles back on her shoulders, but it’s a calmer, more resigned weight this time. It’s a terrible decision, and it’s the right one. “That’s what I thought. I just needed to hear someone else say it.”

“Are you worried about the chip?”

“More than normal, yeah.” She runs her open palm through her hair and over the back of her head. She’s been looking for years, and she’s never found a scar.

“Here’s some unsolicited advice from an old turian who once spent some time on a Cerberus ship: you can’t anticipate their every move, no matter how much you try. So, focus on the moves you can anticipate: how to get in, disable security, get what you need, and get out.”

“And if shit happens?”

“You have your entire team behind you.”

Nora smiles, and her anxiety starts to melt into background noise: low and present, but ignorable. “Thanks, Dad.”

His mandibles flick out in a smile, and then his eyes glance down to the bottom corner of his screen. “I have to go, I’m sorry.”

She nods. It’s amazing she even caught him. “It’s okay.”

“And if Blasto’s gone by the time you get back, I will pull some strings and make sure we get to see it in a theater.”

“Totally responsible use of power, Dad.”

“Hey,” he says, “if I can’t leverage it to see a terrible movie with my daughter, what’s the point of being councilor?”

Laughing, Nora shakes her head. “Go to your meeting.”

“Good luck on your mission. I love you.”

“Love you, too.”

#tarysande #nightingaleseeking #s:words #s:2018 #s:set your flag #long post for mobile ts

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kate-iguess · 6 years

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👥 am i too late--

aaaAa- you’re not late don’t worry!!

frick the reason i took so long to answer this is because.. i genuinely don’t know what to criticise you on? you’ve got a unique style, your poses always seem to be full of life, your linework is always really really good.. the only thing i can really say is your colouring? sometimes it can get a little streaky and in some of your drawings, i can see that you sort of scribble when it comes to pencil colouring, which is fine! you don’t have to take my advice if you already like the results you’re getting, but here’s what i think might improve your pencil colouring..

instead of straight line colouring, try drawing little ovals!

sorry this drawing is kind of bad i just woke up oof–

but yeah! with straight lines, there’s always a starting and ending point and that ends up making these weird prominent lines that i could see in one of your drawings.

but that’s an easy fix!!!

here, i coloured in a dumb doodle of wally to show you what i mean..

with “scribble” colouring..

and with “oval” colouring! when you’re colouring though, you don’t take your pencil off of the page, but it’s one motion :p

so yeah, that’s really the only thing i can criticise…

i hope i wasn’t too harsh, and i hope you can understand! i’m terrible at explaining…

aa thank you for your ask uwu sorry for the message being so long? eh hopefully it’s alright

enjoy!

#im really not an artist #like at all #so i have no idea where this came from #fuck i hope it's alright #im honoured that you want criticism from me #eeeeeeee #art tips #colouring tips

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tristanrambles · 6 years

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Sooooo I did read all the tags on the art I recently posted (I always do) and I kinda wanted to reply to people since I don’t usually do that, as a way of showing my appreciation. I’m just gonna at least acknowledge some people who added comments beyond just tagging it ‘msa’ or some derivative, since i didn’t want to do it on the post itself. Sorry for such a late response to everyone, but class projects were all coming due and I was pulled in too many directions to reply coherently :’>

@nomdeplummy Thank you I’m glad you liked it! He is a poor scared noodle who deserves a lot better than I give him. It makes me really happy that you liked the art so much though, especially because I enjoy yours a lot- you put such fluidity into the lines and it’s really pretty!

@providentially-demonic Thank you! I had fun doodling it last year and I definitely wanted it to be creepy as possible without overdoing it and glitchy/funky effects in art are one of my favorites to do— I’m glad it appealed to you :3c

@spectrum-skull Ahh thank you for the sweet little tag!

@misskitkatmadness AA A thank you for the compliment on the art! That means a lot, especially because from what I’ve seen floating around of your own works, you are certainly an inspiring artist! Your lines are so crisp and clean and your colors are so vibrant!

@bluescarfvivi / @darkduelist25 Thank you! It makes me happy you liked it so much! And to answer the somewhat question I drew this.....back in October I want to say? Or earlier in September. A while ago! I just felt it wasn’t as good as I could do so I held off posting it a while ^^;

@ectoimp Thank you! I was trying to go for maximum spoop and if there’s one thing I can do okay in art, it’s some of the glitchy effects I think lol

@phantoms-lair one of my favorite things about posting art on tumblr, to be completely honest, is that not only do you look at it, phantom, but you usually write a comment or at least add tags that kinda say you studied it for a while. You don’t just go ‘oh nice’ or something you like- talk about what you liked about it? And it’s very encouraging to hear that something felt like it was done well by you and that you notice the subtle little things that I put the effort into adding in each writing piece or each artwork. It means the world and while I do art for myself, knowing i have support and care from people like you who put thought into each reply to my work is really really inspiring and give me the courage to keep doing what I do

Also, be very afraid of ??? and i’m glad to have hit a creep factor a horror buff like you can appreciate :3

#reply #tristan rambles #and probably needs to shut up #mushy stuff #sorta #but yeah thank you everyone who gave it any modicum of attention #i'm glad it appealed in some way #i'm only really doing this because it was nice to see so many people enjoy it and say a little thing #because lastweek was rough and on top of that i wasn't very confident in that piece #so i'm really glad other people liked it #it makes me feel a lot better #so please accept my thank you and dumb little ramblings lol

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egg-scellent · 7 years

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oooo BOOK MEME TAG!

oh wow look @ this nerd actually posting stuff on her blog oh wow

but the absolutely wonderful person (aka @the-bookler) tagged me so it feels rude not to do this

Rules: always post the rules, answer the questions given to you, write 11 questions of your own, tag 11 people (i’m a lonely dork w no friends, so if you see this and happen to like it, i tag you to do it too!! cheers)

1. What film or TV show do you wish there was a book for?

This is gonna be extremely dweeby but I’m gonna throw in a manga (it has an anime adaption so it still counts right??right). Sugar Sugar Rune by Moyoco Anno. Honestly?? SUCH a good story. So much potential unexplored, because (ofc) it had to be a love story. But to be fair, it is a shoujo manga, for young teenage girls. But damnit, I have such a soft spot for witchy stuff.

2. What was your favorite book as a child?

I loved many many picture books and fables, your typical kid stuff, but I also distinctly remember my mom reading me a chapter of The Little Prince every night before bed. I love that book so much.

3. What’s the coolest book you own?

I don’t know, all of my books are really cool to me, because, well, books. I have some from the thrift shop (i love old books!! I have a few Harry Potters from god knows where, some even have wax stains on them!! coolio), I have some special editions (Looking for Alaska, John Green and The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy, Douglas Addams), I have some oldass books (Old Man and the Sea, Ernest Hemingway, from 1950s I think). Also I have a bunch of random cool encyclopaedias, aaaAA BOOKS ARE JUST REALLY COOL MAN

4. If you could bring 1 character from any book to life to be your friend/partner/whatever, who would it be and why?

Oh don’t do this to me. Oh man. Well my current obsession IS Les Mis, and so I’d love to have the whole ABC gang in my life- god, they’re all such wonderful dorks- but I’d also like Minerva McGonagall to be my grandma pls.

5. What bookish world would you like to live in?

Gosh, so many to choose from! Except, I’d probably end up dying in majority of them. But it has been my dream to live in a magical world, so I’m gonna be completely basic and ridiculous and say Harry Potter. Never gonna grow out of that one.

6. Worst book you’ve ever read?

My mom loves buying Danielle Steel and Nora Roberts’ books, and I remember this one book, called something like Clone and Me, and god it was so ridiculous, I keep wondering if it was satirical or something. Anyway- it goes like, happy married couple blah blah, husband has to go on a two week business trip, wife cries ‘Oh but I couldn’t possibly make it two weeks without you!’ but he assures her, no, it’ll be fine. Next morning, he’s gone, she’s sad, but, oh! Doorbell rings. She opens and, voila- her husband is on the doorstep. Except, not. It’s his clone. And he’s nothing like the original, save for looks. Aaand that’s where I stopped reading. Yep. Golden literature right there.

7. How do you treat your books- do you highlight, dog-ear, annotate, keep pristine, etc?

I have such weird relationship with my books, I cherish them so much and I’m very careful not to even open them all the way when reading so they don’t break, but I also??? kinda??? wanna doodle and underline precious moments but I DONT WANNA DISRESPECT THEM YOU FEEL ME??

8. If you were to write a book, what genre would it be?

Probably fantasy, or sci-fi. I’m an airhead, and while I absolutely love all kinds of literature, I don’t think I’d be able to write something completely realistic.

9. Least favorite character ever?

You see I really don’t know what to do with this question. Sure I disliked loads of characters, but I have this annoying thing where I can kinda see that they’re wrong and probably damaged and I can kinda symphatize with them because they’re either evil or annoying or just plain creepy but I understand the need for validation or comfort or happiness and I just can’t hate hate them. Bleh.

10. What book do you think everybody should read?

I don’t think I’m in a position to judge that, because while I did read a lot as a kid, I kinda didn’t read many classics I think I was supposed to. But here’s a few:

* Les Miserables (sorry, i’m probably v annoying with it), because it’s literally a whole world inside this giant fucking brick of a book, and you feel it (also it’s a damn history textbook so there’s that)

* The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy (fucking. hilarious. Guys I’m in permanent state of melancholy and this book had me rolling. Honestly. Dang.)

* Something by Roald Dahl (I just. I enjoy his books so much, especially with Quentin Blake’s illustrations!! Gosh I just.. aa I want to have them all but they’re all sold out in my country and I don’t have paypal. :’c)

* Any huge book on various mythologies (I’m a mythology nerd. Give me all the mythologies. Love them)

* I could also suggest loads of AMAZING Serbian and Yugoslavian authors. but likely nobody cares so I’m just gonna.. casually.. go away

11. If you could have your memories of one book wiped to read it again fresh, which would it be?

There’s no ‘one’ book. Wipe my memories after every damn book I dont care. Let me experience magic all over again. I just *tears up* I love books so much my dude. Books.

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