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legionofpotatoes · 2 years
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🙈 And another destination poster inspired by the original Mass Effect, exposing those silly Eletania pyjaks and their grubby little hands! Once again commissioned by the delightful @swaps55, who I thank from the bottom of my heart.
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paragonraptors · 23 days
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"Ryder...there is intelligence in its eyes..."
felt inspired by the boops
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milkywayes · 6 months
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- Spirit? And now you’re mocking my cultural heritage. - …You know, I don’t think dinosaurs talked this much.
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championsandheroes · 1 year
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I was horribly reminded which mission was my least favorite in all of ME1 while playing the Legacy edition. For once I didn't accidentally run over a pyjak though. And yet. At the end... Look, it felt justified. I am not open to criticism regarding my choice to shoot that pyjak, Liara. I didn't see you get off your blue butt and help even *once*
My Patreon and society6 are pyjak free. Almost pyjak free. There might be some pyjaks. Send help.
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valka-arialitan · 2 years
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WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT ???
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"Can't I just adopt him ??"
"Shepard. You already have a space hamster and 36 fishes."
"So what ?"
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katlakitty · 1 month
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Early morning routine? Gil tries to get ready while Ryder is trying his best to distract him? Who knows. Anyway, they still live rent free in my brain and I had to draw them again.
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masseffectdiary · 5 months
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Who's a good boy?
N7 Month. Day 27 - Pyjak
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illusivesoul · 5 months
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N7 Month 2023 ‑ Day 27 Prompt: Pyjak
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According to Ratch, pyjaks were brought to Tuchanka by a trader who had visited Eletania. Several pyjaks stowed board the trader's ship and then swarmed out when the trader landed on Tuchanka, stealing things and defecating everywhere.
When the leader of Clan Forsan was hit with pyjak dung, the trader responsible for their presence was executed.
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bagog · 5 months
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N7 Month, 2023 - Day 27: Pyjak
This stumped me. Remember the first time you see Pyjaks? A re-imagining of the scene.
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Elatania was supposed to be a simple touch-down, recover a downed probe, and get back to the Normandy. But when Shepard and his squad arrived at the site of the downed probe, they found it picked to pieces. Notably, the probe’s data recorder had been pulled out of its housing.
“Commander,” Liara chimed in from behind where Shepard stood, appraising the debris with a frown. “I suggest it could be native primates who may have taken the data recorder. I’m detecting five colonies of these creatures within a kilometer radius.”
“We should probably check those out,” Kaidan sighed. Kicked at a piece of degree on the ground. “How would they even know to take the data recorder, anyway? They’re just primates, huh?”
“They must have found something appealing about it.”
“Let’s get moving,” Shepard turned to the other two. “This was supposed to be a quick mission. Come on.”
The first colony was a few modest structures built of twigs and mud, the space monkeys wandered about the colony, but seemed to give little heed to Shepard and the others as they carefully stepped between the monkeys to search each hovel independently. Nothing.
Two more colonies with no indication of the recorder. Finally, at the final site marked on Liara’s map, they found something they did not expect. No monkeys were outside of their little huts, but in the center of the colony, a much larger dwelling was made, enough to fit the whole population of the little colony within.
When they emerged from the Mako, they became aware of a high pitched humming coming from within the large structure. They carefully made their way over, having to stoop to look inside the hut.
“Does anybody else have a bad feeling about this?” Kaidan whispered as they entered. The space monkeys were indeed all gathered inside this larger hut, and at the center, open ceiling directing a beam of sunlight down upon it, was the data recorder, roughly attached to a weathered looking log by winding various wires and filaments from the crashed probe around and around it. The monkeys were gathered around it, heads bowed, issuing forth the high pitched whine they had heard from outside.
“Would… creatures like this have a concept of ‘religious worship,’ Liara?”
“Not that I know of,” Liara whispered, “Though I admit I am at a loss for alternate explanations.”
They stepped carefully through the crowd, still ducking down a little to fit, until they were at the center of the hut. The closer they got to the recorder, the more the high pitched drone changed pitch. When Kaidan reached out to grab the recorder, unbinding it from its log, the noise suddenly stopped.
The monkeys stared. Shepard cautiously put a hand on his pistol.
“Alright, let’s take it slow everybody…” They tiptoed back through the crowd, recorder in hand, and the monkeys watched. They followed. Back outside, the monkeys came pouring out of the hut, steadily becoming more animated the quicker the fire team moved away from them. One finally made a blood curdling scream. “Mako! Now!”
They ran, monkeys in hot pursuit, and scrambled to get into the Mako. A few of the monkeys almost squeezed in behind them, and the hull of the rover was covered in the shrieking monkeys.
“Monkey zealots!” Kaidan declared once the Mako was backing up, trying to shake the monkeys atop. “Now I’ve seen everything!”
“This is unprecedented behavior for their species,” Liara spoke above the din of monkey paws banging and walking over the doors. “It should be studied…”
“It was supposed to be a quick mission,” Shepard said, exhausted.
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leopardmuffinxo · 2 years
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Mass Effect: Andromeda ・ Pet Pyjak
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mandrakebrew · 4 months
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oh sick, thank you
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absentmoon · 9 months
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heyyyy hope you're doing well i know we don't talk much but i love seeing you on my dash!
HIIIIII thank uouuu im a little bit very sleepy but other than that im doing good =^_^=
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soerdinan · 1 year
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A new, bigger pyjak I crocheted with thicker, doubled yarn. Then I knit a small sweater for it.
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valentinesparda · 3 months
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6 and 15 for travis?
[ @mandrakebrew !! thank you!! ]
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6. what do you think the other's love language is?
TRAVIS: " oh, hey! I've talked about this before, but i'm curious to know what kil thinks mine is. i know their main one is quality time. can't say they compliment me very much, all things considered.
maybe physical touch is their second go-to. easier to get the message across that they like me when they're constantly grabbing at my jacket and hands and all that. and they melt into my hands given any opportunity. "
KILLIAN: [ killian looks at travis for a second, squinting in thought. they pull out their phone and open a notes app. ]
i think his love language is gift giving. or acts of service. he isn't much of a quality timer (unless it's for me :3) or a words of affirmation guy (he's the opposite and mostly does words of irritation). but he loves getting gifts as much as he loves getting them, and there's nothing wrong with being a bit materialistic.
15. Who's clingier?
TRAVIS: " hah, killian, no question! "
KILLIAN: [ they take a moment to type up a response, a smug look on their face. ]
trav is. not joking. i can be pretty clingy but trav will give me straight-up puppy dog eyes if i have to leave the apartment. or he'll wake up out of a dead sleep because i moved a bit.
we might be equally clingy actually.
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legionofpotatoes · 1 year
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Ngl, that silhouette shot from Mass Effect Discovery looks like a group of shady Turians just finished their black market prototype of a Geth-themed pinball machine, lmao
"Gaudy? Please. Do you know how hard it is to get a hold of functional Geth tech that doesn't want to kill you? Mark my words, this thing'll sell big with those snobby, old-fashioned collectors. Sure to find a market with pranksters too. Can you imagine the look on someone's face when they boot this thing up only to hear 'target acquired' crackle out of that things face? You can't put a price tag on that! Though...maybe we should add an extra zero, just in case"
Nonnie you have no idea what I'd give to own a geth pinball machine with a working head mounted on top. And then you pair it up with a Reaper-themed twin sporting that lovely husk head from Leviathan and you got yourself a product line. Call up the volus and print the credits, I say.
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katlakitty · 5 months
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N7Month Challenge - Day 13: Varren + Day 18: Pack + Day 27: Pyjak
Like many kids growing up on the Citadel neither Scott nor Sara had been allowed to have pets growing up. Scott had always wanted pets, he would have loved to have a dog. But dogs, unless they were service animals, weren't allowed on the station. Of course Scott understood the reason why, it was a struggle to keep the station clean even without pets.
Lucky for him, there were no such rules on the Tempest or Scott just hadn't been made aware of them. Okay, technically Pancake wasn't a pet but a science project. The science team from the Hyperion had asked them to take the Pyjak on board the Tempest for scientific studies.
Scott had been the only one who had been enthusiastic about the idea and the only one who didn't really care when Pancake escaped his cage. Pancake wasn't aggressive, he didn't chew on crates or furniture and he wasn't in the way. Sure, he stole food from the kitchen sometimes, but everyone on the Tempest did that. They just had to lock the door so he wouldn't get in.
As for the fact that Pyjaks peed on everything, Scott actually managed to train him to use the bathroom. It took some time, but Scott needed something to distract himself, doctor's orders, and trying to train a Pyjak was just the right thing.
His collection of pets grew after he caught some kind of rat on the Tempest. It looked a little like a Hamster and it was the cutest thing. It didn't even bite when Scott forgot it was a wild animal and reached into the trap. Scott contemplated letting it run free on the next planet they landed on, but Lexi advised against it and told him it was sick and wouldn't make it. Maybe it wouldn't make it even if Scott took care of it, but it was worth a try.
And it was hard for him to resist the little critter's big eyes. Scott's pets had a tendency to break loose though and Daisy had sneaked into Scott's pack once. He hadn't even noticed it hadn't Daisy made a noise when he picked it up.
Daisy and Pancake often sat on the couch in the Pathfinder's quarters together, right next to the Pathfinder himself who had the tedious job of writing reports that would satisfy the Initiatives higher ups. He hated writing the reports and was glad whenever one of them demanded his attention.
One day, Scott would have a dog or a Varren who could play with the hyperactive Pyjak and the clueless space rat. Varrens could be trained and he could get used to the giant eyes and teeth. But for now the only pets on the Tempest were Daisy and Pancake. Until Scott found another pet in need of a home.
You can find a collection of all my N7 Month drabbles on AO3.
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