#smokedanced ( garrus vakarian )

[anderwhohn]

@smokedanced asked: "i like receiving but, if you want me to do something i will. i want you to feel good too." / garrus for nihlus???

Nihlus pauses, his subvocals even falling quiet for a moment as he studies the younger turian, before a quiet chirp of affection escapes him as his gaze softens. Shaking his head, he leans in, trailing his tongue along the sensitive edge of one of Garrus's mandibles.

"I feel plenty good watching you come apart for me," he notes, a low lustful growl underlining his words at just the thought. "Now, if it's something you want me to do for you?" There's a noticeable teasing undertone to his growled words as he offers, "I might be persuaded to allow it..."

#smokedanced #smokedanced ( garrus vakarian ) #dreams of elsewhere ( ic ) #cool under pressure ( nihlus kryik ) #shipverse || garrus / smokedanced ( nihlus ) #garrus || smokedanced ( nihlus ) #connection / smokedanced ( nihlus & garrus ) #connection / smokedanced ( nihlus x garrus ) #there was a point to this story ( answered ) #things can never be quite the same again ( suggestive ) #limes cw

[vortexparadox]

@smokedanced asked: i’m going to regret this, aren’t i? / for donna in her shepard verse fROM GARRUS

"Oh, I don't know," Donna says with a hint of a smirk playing at her lips as she looks up at Garrus as they make their way through the Wards access towards C-Sec. "You think my being the First Human Spectre is a big deal, just wait until you get a look at my full dossier. One of humanity's first biotics, and an adept at that. I had to undergo the whole biotic amp upgrade from the L1 to an L2. Which, admittedly, is probably one of the reasons the Council didn't want to listen to a word I had to say, given the reputation L2 biotics have…"

She pauses then, turning to focus all of her attention on the young turian. "Listen, I know you're probably wondering what it is that David - ah, Captain Anderson - is hiding. Even I can admit it looks suspicious right now, but I can almost guarantee he just didn't want to talk about it in front of that weaselly git, Udina. The less that smarmy wanker knows about anything we're doing, the better."

"But just so we're clear, I was fourteen when our people first encountered each other. Both my dad and grandad fought in that mess. Dad's gone now - he passed a few years ago - but Grandad is still around, just retired now. He was so damn excited to learn that there was other life out here, and hated that our species ever fought. So you tell me if anyone on the crew tries to give you a hard time, yeah?"

Green eyes nearly burn with the intensity of her determination as she continues, "I won't stand for it, not when I remember watching the news feeds as a kid, reading the casualty reports, terrified of seeing my dad's and grandad's names on them. Not when Grandad had survived a stalemate between himself and a turian soldier, and they ended up keeping each other alive while they both tried to repair their comms. The day they managed to get them fixed was the day the cease-fire was ordered. They're friends now, and if they can be friends after all they'd gone through in those few months, then there's no reason the rest of the galaxy can't get over themselves and do the same."

#smokedanced #smokedanced ( garrus vakarian ) #expanding our universe ( ic ) #most incredible ( donna noble ) #altverse || the stars are her place of belonging ( mass effect | donna ) #garrus || smokedanced ( donna ) #can't have an answer for everything ( answered )

[starkastichotmess]

@smokedanced || semiplotted starter.

Regardless of the familiarity of the suit's design itself, Tony still isn't quite sure what to make of the fact that Cerberus was the one who built this particular model, basing it off his previous Iron Man armour when they had effectively kidnapped him, supposedly in some twisted effort to save his life.

The black, white, and gold theme, however, grinds his nerves more than anything else, missing his red and gold as he walks through the merc base, his HUD offering IFF information on all the Blue Suns, Eclipse, and Blood Pack members he pass, as well as the occasional freelancer. Besides making note of a few particularly interesting cases, he dismisses the majority of the alerts as they pop up.

"Stark, I've scanned the area, but I am unable to plot any other paths to Archangel," EDI notes over the squad comms, bringing Tony up short as he pauses to converse with the AI.

Glancing back at the two Cerberus agents following him, he resigns himself to the slower path of staying on the ground for now. He's already got JARVIS sneaking into Cerberus's network to destroy all their stolen data about his suits and weaponry, so he's not about to provide them with anything himself, even once he does return to Citadel space and schedule a press conference to explain his disappearance for the last two years.

"Guess we're going with the mercs," he sighs in exasperation.

"The heavy mechs and gunship possess considerable firepower. Weakening them before leaving will improve your chances."

"I'll take care of it. Thanks, EDI," Tony acknowledges, wondering just what exactly she would be capable of were it not for Cerberus's shackles… He might have to see about changing that soon enough, though preferably when most of the Cerberus crew are off the ship so no one notices what he's up to.

Coming up on the barricade to the boardwalk, however, JARVIS pops up an alert onto his HUD from his own localised scans through the suit as he catches sight of the blue armoured turian in the distance: IFF ID CONFIRMED: GARRUS VAKARIAN.

"Alright, change of plans," Tony says as he turns to the other two, taking advantage of the privacy of his suit so he can't be overheard by the mercs while tapping into their comms. "We're wiping out this base. Wipe out all the Blue Suns, Eclipse, and Blood Pack you find. I'll handle the freelancers on a case-by-case basis."

"Stark," Lawson starts, clearly displeased, only to be immediately cut off.

"That's an order, Lawson. I have more intel than you do. As soon as we're done here, I'm leaving you two to handle the cleanup on the bridge, and I'm going to Archangel's base. Got it?"

"Understood," she grounds out, glaring at the emotionless mask of the Iron Man suit.

For the first time since waking up from cryo, Tony is actually glad for the theft of intellectual property, as his suit is fully equipped with his standard weapons arsenal, and with JARVIS's help, he makes quick work of entire rooms of mercs at a time as his team progresses through the base. With confirmation from EDI and JARVIS that all hostiles in the base are either dead or incapacitated, Tony starts toward the bridge.

"JARVIS, get me on his comms," he says, looking out over the bridge to the sniper perch. Once the popup shows up on his HUD, he grins as he teases directly into Garrus's private comm channel, "Archangel. Did you miss me?" before activating the suits repulsors to take flight, music blaring from the speakers as he spirals through the air across the bridge, dropping a handful of grenades on top of the unlucky freelancers to still be on their warpath, not realising their bosses are all dead.

#smokedanced #smokedanced ( garrus vakarian ) #i'm game ( ic ) #altverse || flame towards trembling stars ( mass effect )

[ambitionforged]

@smokedanced​      /      ❤’d for a starter!     //     garrus vakarian  >  commander shepard.

🢖  ⸻      awaiting in the main guns,  hands fiddle with the targeting settings on the cannons recently and newly installed,  refining and refitting and retesting over and over again;   garrus is aware that his focus on these guns were probably unhealthy.   he’s already heard some of the crew talk.   but in his mind,  if he’s making sure that these guns were so up to speed that they would take down anything with a near-perfect precision,  then his time was well-invested,  wasn’t it?

fine-tuning the system one last time for the day,  the turian stands back a fraction with a slight flutter of his mandibles   —   proud of his work.   now if he could make sure nobody messed with his fixings,  he’d be thrilled.

doors open behind him,  and blue eyes through cyan visor focus on the figure standing through them.   if a turian could smile,  he sure would,  with the way he paces over in a sense of confidence,  gesturing vaguely to his handiwork behind him.   whatever shepard was here for could wait for one more moment.

❝    got the cannons up to speed.   your alliance outfitters should really learn how to calibrate their software better.    ❞   a hum,  a glance back,  before his gaze returns to the other.   ❝    so,  what chaos are you dragging me into this time?    ❞

#smokedanced #* / in character: garrus vakarian. #* / verse: we’re still going to need giant guns. ( garrus vakarian. ) #/ hope this is alright! #/ decided to go with his classic calibrations

[spphirrguearc]

          ❛  Garrus Vakarian. When I heard that you left C-Sec, I laughed. Turns out they were right.  ❜  A FELLOW AQUIANTANCE. One not unwelcome in these strange times, though it was unexpected. Playful grin adorned her features, arms folded in amusement, &&. stance relaxed. At ease, at peace.

          ❛  Hunting down a Spectre, following your own leads and disobeying the Executor. Who would have thought  ?  Saying that, it is good to have a familiar face on board.  ❜  /  @smokedanced​​  ♡  ‘  d  .  (  for garrus )

#smokedanced #` / in character. #` / mass effect. #going on the idea that they at least know each other #do whatever u want with this :)

[anderwhohn]

@smokedanced asked: [ control ] my muse gives your muse full control over their body to do with them what they please +reverse / ...hear me out, it's assassination verse and somehow this is how garrus way far in the future lets izzy know that he trusts her now

There's a wariness in her gaze as she slowly approaches the turian, having tested the waters, as it were, by keeping her distance while telling him where she'd like him, to see if he would comply. Of course, just because he did didn't mean he wouldn't change his mind the minute she got close.

This could be a trick... A trap... To what end, she's not exactly sure, but it hadn't been that long ago since her last failed attempt at assassinating him. He claims he trusts her not to try again, but... can she even trust herself with that? Looking at him right now, unarmoured, vulnerable... The temptation is there, to finish the job once and for all, even though it's never been anything personal - just another job, a matter of pride to complete the mission, and yet...

Careful fingers brush cautiously over his plated chest, emerald green eyes meeting blue as she looks as though she's prepared to run at a moment's notice. Her usual confidence shattered by the uncertainty of the moment, the shift in power clearly making her skittish as she watches him allow her slow, careful exploration of his body.

A quiet whimper escapes her as she pauses, her hands near trembling before fingers curl over the rim of his carapace as she suddenly presses her face into the side of his neck to hide the rapid flush heating her cheeks. He's not restrained by anything but her request and his own will, and that alone...

It scares her, if she's being honest about it, because if she can't trust herself, how can he trust her, truly? But then, he doesn't know the panicked thoughts going through her head, or the temptations he presents by allowing this. Even knowing he could easily defend himself, with her deliberately refusing to bind him in any way, it's still terrifying and heady to be given this kind of power.

"Blue," she whines softly against his throat, tears prickling at her eyes as she tries to hold them back, overwhelmed in the moment. A quiet sob escapes her then, as she shifts herself closer to him, her whole body trembling. "I... Hold me...?" she asks brokenly, her plea barely a whisper against his skin. "Please..."

#smokedanced #smokedanced ( garrus vakarian ) #dreams of elsewhere ( ic ) #engineering death ( isabela shepard ) #shipverse || the darkest night never felt so bright ( shepard ) #shipverse au || red vs blue ( assassin | shepard ) #garrus || smokedanced ( shepard ) #with you by my side ( shepard x garrus ) #things can never be quite the same again ( suggestive ) #limes cw #there was a point to this story ( answered )

[anderwhohn]

@smokedanced asked: 🚦 - to use the traffic light system to check in with my muse / garrus for izzy in assassin/archangelverse

💌 private meme collection

A whimpering sob is pulled from her, torn between relief and complaint as the turian's laser intense focus shifts from bringing her to the edge for what feels like hours now without any end in sight to asking her a question.

It's almost dizzying with how the shift in his attention never fails to throw her off balance, as she blinks up at him, her tongue flicking out to wet her lips before answering, only to taste salt. She's crying, and she hadn't even realised...

Breath catching in her throat, she stares up at him with watery, emerald green eyes, tears streaking her face as her cheeks heat up in embarrassment. Squirming as if to try to get away from his gaze, she looks away herself, a quiet whine escaping her as she doesn't really want to answer. She certainly doesn't want to talk about it, and she knows he will find a way to make her if she doesn't give him a satisfactory - and truthful - answer.

'I'm fine' is how she wants to answer, but he's been able to read her easily since the beginning - sometimes too easily for her comfort - and she knows he'll see it for the lie that it is. She's not in pain, certainly, but she doesn't always know how to cope with how he looks at her, or the attention he gives to her. Which is the very reason she doesn't want to think too much about it, and certainly not have to talk about it.

With a weary sigh, she keeps her head turned from him, staring off towards the wall as she mutters a quiet, "Yellow... but I don't want to talk about it... please..."

#smokedanced #smokedanced ( garrus vakarian ) #dreams of elsewhere ( ic ) #engineering death ( isabela shepard ) #shipverse || the darkest night never felt so bright ( shepard ) #shipverse au || red vs blue ( assassin | shepard ) #garrus || smokedanced ( shepard ) #without you i'm lost ( shepard & garrus ) #with you by my side ( shepard x garrus ) #there was a point to this story ( answered ) #things can never be quite the same again ( suggestive ) #limes cw

[anderwhohn]

@smokedanced asked: 🤫 - to hush my muse / garrus for izzy

💌 private meme collection

Momentarily shocked silent by the finger pressed to her lips, Isabela looks up at him as he hushes her, one brow raising high in sceptical indignation before her eyes narrow as a look of mischief flickers over her expression.

While she does, in fact, make an effort to keep from moaning and alerting everyone on the crew deck of just what precisely is going on in the main battery, if that's how he wants to play it after getting her worked up in 'checking for injuries' after surviving their return through the Omega-4 Relay, well...

Lips parting on the next breath, her tongue flicks out to tease the very finger meant to be keeping her quiet, emerald eyes sparkling with mischievous defiance as she levels a pointed look on Garrus, holding his gaze as she licks his finger suggestively.

"Make me," she murmurs quietly in challenge, a wry smirk teasing at her lips as she continues to tease him.

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[anderwhohn]

@smokedanced asked: “It’s unfair how attractive the pair of you are together.” +reverse / if izzy would say that to nihlus/garrus

It's only been a few days since Isabela agreed to give a relationship with both Nihlus and Garrus a chance after the two had managed to break the tension they had with one another, only to discover that it was in part due to not only their mutual desire for her but each other as well.

And well... It turns out that having two of the Hierarchy's most desirable bachelors paying attention to not only her but each other as well is ridiculously distracting with how spirits damned attractive they both are.

It was bad enough before, just having them both in the same room together - she's always been aware of how attractive both of her friends were, especially Garrus, as he had, in fact, been her first real crush in their youth, though she never acted upon it, being too wary of his father at the time to even consider it.

Now, stepping into Nihlus's cabin, that Garrus and she now share with him while still retaining their own private cabins for the sake of the personal workspaces at least, she pauses just inside the door, quietly taking in the scene before her as Nihlus and Garrus seem to be focused solely on each other at the moment, though she's hardly paying attention to what they're saying as she shamelessly looks them over from fringe to toe talons...

A quiet groan of appreciation escapes her as she can't help but note softly, "Do either of you realise just how ridiculously attractive you are? And together? Spirits, it's a wonder I ever manage to get any work done..."

#smokedanced #smokedanced ( garrus vakarian ) #dreams of elsewhere ( ic ) #engineering death ( isabela shepard ) #shipverse || garrus / smokedanced ( nihlus + shepard ) #garrus || smokedanced ( shepard ) #connection / smokedanced ( nihlus x shepard x garrus ) #there was a point to this story ( answered )

[anderwhohn]

@smokedanced asked: ❝ until you finish your water, we’re not going anywhere. ❞ / assassin verse garrus being a dom about aftercare for izzy

"Then I guess you can stay here, and I'll be going," she retorts defiantly, glaring at him as she pushes the offered water bottle away from her before moving to slip out of the bed.

Truth be told, she should have left long ago, just as he shouldn't still be breathing to try to tell her what to do at all. It's enough to leave her unsettled as it is, even as she searches the floor for her clothing.

#smokedanced #smokedanced ( garrus vakarian ) #dreams of elsewhere ( ic ) #engineering death ( isabela shepard ) #shipverse || the darkest night never felt so bright ( shepard ) #shipverse au || red vs blue ( assassin | shepard ) #garrus || smokedanced ( shepard ) #without you i'm lost ( shepard & garrus ) #things can never be quite the same again ( suggestive ) #limes cw #there was a point to this story ( answered )

[anderwhohn]

@smokedanced asked: [ ADORE ] sender whispering "you’re perfect" to receiver after undressing them. / garrus for izzy in a verse of your preference

💌 soft details for smut & intimate moments [ meme - accepting ]

There's a moment of undeniable vulnerability as Isabela stares up at her best friend, emerald green eyes widening as a blush quickly flushes her freckled cheeks at his words. After all of his nervousness, his instance on 'research', the frankly adorable awkwardness that this very evening had began with when he put on the club music, to hear that from Garrus now wasn't what she was expecting...

If she's being honest with herself, she had been afraid she'd be too different, simply too alien when it came down to things in the moment, and yet, now that the barrier of her clothing is removed, at least, those fears were clearly unnecessary. Though she is questioning how the hell turians ever get in and out of their clothing quickly with the damn latches and fasteners she finds herself momentarily struggling with as she tries to return the favour, wanting to see him fully in return.

It's only a second later that she's letting out a frustrated whine as she pulls her hand back when the damn latch pinches her fingers for the fifth time, glaring at his clothing as though it has personally offended her by not letting her get rid of it, before she seems to realise the ridiculousness of it all and an outright giggle escapes her as she lets her head drop against his chest.

"Your clothes are going to be the death of me," she grumbles between giggle fits, finally admitting defeat when she steps back to sit on the edge of the bed, looking up at him expectantly. "Who knew the most awkward thing about this would be being outdone by having too many fingers and a lack of talons for dealing with the latches."

"Get them off, Gare. I want to see you too," she sighs in exasperation, eyes narrowing slightly in mock threat. "And don't you dare even think of teasing me about this right now."

#smokedanced #smokedanced ( garrus vakarian ) #dreams of elsewhere ( ic ) #engineering death ( isabela shepard ) #shipverse || the darkest night never felt so bright ( shepard ) #garrus || smokedanced ( shepard ) #with you by my side ( shepard x garrus ) #there was a point to this story ( answered ) #things can never be quite the same again ( suggestive ) #limes cw #//actual canon verse!! #//because when this is what came of daydreaming it #//it was too good to pass up #//izzy being outsmarted by turian clothing #//then bursting into giggles when she finally admits defeat #//awkward first time shenanigans

[anderwhohn]

@smokedanced asked: Send "Uh-uh, come here!" To pull my muse back into bed with your muse. / garrus for izzy in hierarchy

Heat rushes to her cheeks even as laughter escapes her lips, only putting up a token fight of resistance as she's toppled back into the bed, and back into Garrus's arms, squirming a bit until she's fit herself comfortably against him once more.

"Is that an order, sir?" she teases lightly, looking up at him from where she's practically draped herself on his chest, clever fingers working their way up and behind his neck to that sensitive spot under his fringe. Glancing at the clock on the nightstand beside the bed, she's relieved to see they still have a while before the start of her shift, at least.

"I can't stay in your bed forever, you know," she notes, leaning in to nibble lightly at the edge of one of his mandibles. "But I suppose I'll listen to orders for now and stay... at least for a little longer..."

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[anderwhohn]

@smokedanced || semiplotted starter.

One moment, everything was business as usual aboard the Normandy, with the Commander freshly returned from the latest planetside mission and doing her rounds, though rather than her first stop being the cockpit to check in with Joker to give him their next heading, she instead had made a beeline for the tech lab to deliver the samples she'd picked up from the Cerberus lab they had just raided.

The next, an undetected detonator in the canister containing the sample blew, and on instinct Isabela drops with it to the floor, seeking to protect her crew above even herself, despite the fact that she's only equipped in her underarmour.

Mordin's at her side in a moment after hastily pulling on a breather mask, careful in his handling of the human commander as he scans her for injuries. Aside from the negligible impact with the floor, nothing catches his immediate attention, and until he notices the substance's reaction to her underarmour as it begins eating away at it like acid.

"Problematic," he sighs even as he quickly begins stripping Shepard from her suit, barely sparing a glance up at Jacob as he enters the lab, likely drawn in by the sound of the detonation, nodding to the human when he only hesitates long enough to grab a mask of his own before he joins in getting Shepard out of the suit before the chemical substance can reach her flesh.

Delirious green eyes blink up at them unseeingly while Mordin continues his examination as soon as she is down to only her sportswear underneath. Though as some form of recognition starts to come back into Shepard's gaze, he quickly learns that that's not always a good thing as, while she doesn't seem to register him as an immediate threat, the Cerberus operative opposite him is clearly another matter the second her gaze lands on the logo of his armour.

There's barely any warning before a fierce biotic flare is shoved violently in Taylor's direction, throwing the human back and into the wall, his head cracking loudly against one of the lab tables before he drops unconscious to the floor. He barely has time to register the situation before Shepard herself is making a hasty retreat from the lab, a few shouts of alarm sounding from the CIC before panic ensues as the deck crew start calling for medical support for those injured by the biotic attack.

Even in her delirious state, Shepard manages to find her way to the nearest point of safety, reaching the elevator, where Joker, having witnessed most of the commotion over the security feeds, wisely orders EDI to send the commander to her quarters before pulling up the private squad channels and connecting to Garrus's comms.

"Hey, Vakarian. We've got a situation here that you're gonna want to check with Chakwas on how to proceed," Joker states in a no-nonsense tone. "That sample Shepard brought back blew, and Izzy was exposed to it full force. We've got injured crew here on the CIC - including Taylor, who got the worst of her attacks."

"We're down a CO right now, and I know Izzy doesn't give a shit who Tim put in charge, you're her second-in-command, so I'll be waiting for your order before shoving off from orbit, no matter how much Lawson complains."

#smokedanced #smokedanced ( garrus vakarian ) #dreams of elsewhere ( ic ) #engineering death ( isabela shepard ) #mainverse || into the darkness ( shepard ) #garrus || smokedanced ( shepard ) #born to fly ( jeff 'joker' moreau ) #garrus || smokedanced ( joker ) #//tmw you end up on the wrong muses' pov to establish the scene #shipverse || the darkest night never felt so bright ( shepard ) #without you i'm lost ( shepard & garrus )

[anderwhohn]

@smokedanced (Garrus) || semi-plotted starter

This night was not at all going to plan...

First, she had been cornered by a roaming gang who had thought a lone human female would be easy prey for whatever depravity they had in mind. She hadn't even bothered waiting to find out, considering the risk of slavers here in the Terminus, and while Aria generally did pretty well on keeping most of them off Omega, a few occasionally made it onto the station and back off again, so long as they steered clear of Afterlife and the surrounding area.

Surrounded and outnumbered, she had had little choice but to resort to her biotics, resulting in the painful death of the entire group as dark energy tore through them, ripping them apart on a molecular level. With barely a glance around her to make sure no one else was going to try to pick a flight, she quickly fled the scene, leaving what remained of the bodies where they fell - someone else could scavenge whatever they could off them and probably toss them out an airlock eventually.

Second, by the time she made it to Afterlife, her target was already there in the lower bar, a drink already in hand, and while he lacked company, he didn't seem to take much note of her after an initial glance when she slid onto the stool beside him, ordering a drink of her own, before trying to casually chat him up, which seemed to amuse him more than anything else.

That had been over half an hour ago, and she was starting to grow impatient with the way things were going, as she seems no closer to getting the turian beside her to take her back to his place than she had when she first sat beside him. Glancing around the bar to hide her annoyance, her emerald gaze freezes on a pair of too familiar blue eyes watching her from across the room, and she nearly chokes on the mouthful of asari rum, struggling not to sputter as she recognises Archangel at one of the tables with a clear sight line of her and her target.

A shiver of remembered lust rushes through her as her gaze remains locked on his for just a moment longer before her cheeks heat in embarrassed blush as she quickly looks away, squirming on her bar stool with the sudden spike of arousal as memories she had hoped to forget return full force of everything the turian had done to her over the days he had her fully at his mercy.

Looking back to the other turian beside her, the one she's supposed to be focused on, she can't even hardly compare the two - there's simply something about Archangel that she's undeniably drawn to and can't seem to escape, whereas her current target is just that: a current target that she intends doesn't see it through the night cycle, if only the bastard would take the bait and offer to take her home with him...

Growing more desperate to get out of Afterlife and get this job over with, Isabela leans in, looking up at the turian with a flirtatious smile, her increased arousal too evident to ignore, though she's doing her best to act as though it's his doing rather than the turian vigilante watching them from across the room.

"I'd love to get to know you better. Perhaps we could go somewhere more... private?" she purrs, her fingers toying with the hem of his sleeve.

#smokedanced #smokedanced ( garrus vakarian ) #dreams of elsewhere ( ic ) #engineering death ( isabela shepard ) #shipverse || the darkest night never felt so bright ( shepard ) #shipverse au || red vs blue ( assassin | shepard ) #garrus || smokedanced ( shepard ) #without you i'm lost ( shepard & garrus ) #against insurmountable odds ( closed starter ) #things can never be quite the same again ( suggestive ) #limes cw

[anderwhohn]

@smokedanced asked: [ TRAINING ]: during a sparring match, sender ends up pinning the receiver against the wall. / triad verse pre-ship garrus and nihlus "blowing off steam" in their battle for who gets to pursue izzy

Nihlus has known for years of Vakarian's rather impressive record, what with the younger turian having been ranked as a hand-to-hand specialist by the Hierarchy not long after completing his basic training.

He's even seen him in action on more than one occasion, mostly in sparring with Shepard, whom Garrus was quite obviously familiar with, though it was almost always entertaining to see how the slippery human would try to to trip up her much larger opponent, only to often get taken down and pinned to the floor more often than not, though they both seemed to share good humour about it, likely thanks to their years of friendship.

It's those very same years of friendship between Vakarian and Shepard that has left Nihlus where he is now, however, once the younger turian realised his own intentions towards Shepard, sparking far more jealousy than he'd expected from someone who had, until now, claimed to be 'just friends' despite their close intimacy with one another.

Sparring seemed the only natural conclusion to this conflict between them - they couldn't very well have the Captain and Executive Officer at each others' throats throughout the whole mission. What he wasn't expecting was the sheer ferocity that the younger turian displayed in the fight, or how damn attractive he found it when his carapace collides hard with the wall behind him, Vakarian's arm at his throat, talons hinting at the threat they'd pose if the gloves they both wore were removed.

The tone of his own subvocals shifts in that moment to something far more... questioningly seductive as he carefully angles his head to show off the length of his fringe, forest green eyes watching the younger turian curiously to see how he'll react to the proposition...

#smokedanced #smokedanced ( garrus vakarian ) #dreams of elsewhere ( ic ) #cool under pressure ( nihlus kryik ) #shipverse || garrus / smokedanced ( nihlus + shepard ) #garrus || smokedanced ( nihlus ) #connection / smokedanced ( nihlus & shepard & garrus ) #there was a point to this story ( answered ) #things can never be quite the same again ( suggestive ) #limes cw

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@smokedanced asked: Send me ❝I don’t like the way they’re looking at you ❞ for my muse’s reaction to yours saying this while feeling jealous/possessive. / garrus for izzy but make it hierarchy verse. is it within established ship? is it pre-ship and garrus just having a crush and yet still feeling possessive? i do not know-

Ever since she was first allowed back off of Palaven other than to visit the Migrant Fleet to be fitted for new envirosuits, Isabela has grown accustomed to people giving her a variety of looks, so much so that she hardly pays them any attention any longer.

However, hearing the rumble of her closest friend's subvocals certainly piques her interest as emerald green eyes turn toward him, one brow raised high as she tilts her head curiously while making a quiet noise of her own in question before following his gaze to the group of humans eyeing her with far more interest than she's accustomed to.

A small frown tugs at her lips then, as she carefully scoots herself closer to Garrus on the bench where they both sit overlooking the lake on the Presidium. She's learned, courtesy of the Alliance, just how quickly those looks of interest can turn to hatred once they learn that she's a proper citizen of the Hierarchy, and that when it comes to any returned interest, she has none for other humans, who are nearly as alien to her as turians are to most of them.

"I think I might have been better off keeping my hood up," she murmurs quietly, glancing up at him with a wry smile. "Let's just hope they don't get the bright idea to try to 'rescue' me like that drunk asshole down in the Wards… I don't need another lecture from your father over 'proper conduct of a member of turian society'."

Granted, it didn't help that half the time she's ended up in C-Sec, it was over one xenophobic dispute or another, and somehow she always ended up in Castis Vakarian's office as a result, even when she wasn't the one who started any of it - though she was often the one to finish it, much to Castis's chagrin, given her rather obvious ties to his family through her close friendship with his son.

Which, apparently, after he had finally realised that neither she nor Garrus were going to ever listen and give up on their friendship, meant that he instead turned his attention to lecturing her in an attempt to ensure she wouldn't be an embarrassment to the Vakarian clan, Palaven, or turian society on a whole.

Really, he was worse than her own guardians, who at least were actually responsible for her for all these years. But even they knew she wasn't destined to rise in the ranks of the meritocracy, given her unique situation, and so really they weren't necessarily as strict with her as some other families might have preferred - especially Castis…

"What do you say we hit that new cafe that opened up in Kithoi?" Casting a quick glance over the park, taking note that the humans still linger, she switches from Galactic to Palaven Standard, knowing it will glitch out the translators of anyone trying to eavesdrop as she notes, "I think I'd rather be where I don't have to speak in Galactic to avoid odd looks anyway."

#smokedanced #smokedanced ( garrus vakarian ) #dreams of elsewhere ( ic ) #engineering death ( isabela shepard ) #shipverse || the darkest night never felt so bright ( shepard ) #shipverse au || we are not like the others ( hierarchy | shepard ) #garrus || smokedanced ( shepard ) #without you i'm lost ( shepard & garrus ) #there was a point to this story ( answered )