#thane sunglasses

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From my previous post, I made Thane into a gif 😌

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Fanfic: Sonnenblume

Or, I finally wrote a desert vacation fic.

[Read on AO3] - Rated E for SPICYEEEEEEEE

Pairing: Thane/FShep | Rating: 18+ | Words: ~4600

There’s a kind of transcendental brilliance to this place. Some kind of inebriating mix of oxytocin and fresh air and sunshine that ignites his synapses and levitates his heart until he feels he can touch the radiant sky.

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“I think I found a place,” she says one morning. “An old friend of my mom's, they have a vacation home back on Earth, out in the American Southwest.”

Thane raises a brow at her. They're cleaning out the cargo hold, offloading collector tech at the citadel tower dock for distribution to the council races, each of them making their requests for research and study.

“I've never been to Earth,” he muses. There are any number of arid planets to visit, it seems almost foolish he is just now considering that Earth has many climates, deserts included.

“I haven't been in a long time. Grew up in space, last time I was topside was before my Spectre appointment. But my mom's friend says it's the perfect time to visit. A month from now it'll be hotter than a Krogan’s quad.”

He huffs out a laugh. “Earth sounds lovely, Siha.”

Her smile could light up the deepest reaches of dark space.

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Day 1

They're docking in Vancouver, slipping out the cargo hold and on to a taxi to whisk them away right under the noses of the Alliance's top brass.

The joy in her eyes is supernatural, he thinks. Unshackled from the military for seven scant days, Shepard practically glows with the energy of her newfound freedom. They leave an absolutely amateur trail of evidence as they flee south, along the west coast of the United States, through mountains and redwoods and oceans. The only stop they need to make is to pick up new clothes, snacks, and sunscreen.

They're on vacation.

He has to think to remember how to say it in his mother tongue. Ten years ago, he hadn't the funds to take time away from work after his marriage. Like many within the Compact, his life had always been driven by work, using the few pockets of silence in the spaces between each job to secure the next contract, research the next target, or hone his skills. Little time had ever been spared for himself. This… outing, this vacation, is something he's long thought belonged to the upper echelons of society and caste.

But he supposes he is wealthy, in some sense.

He's in love.

Wealth is watching Shepard parade almost girlishly in front of the shopping center’s changing rooms, all blushing cheeks and nervous laughter as she twirls the golden yellow sundress that she insists she's “unsure” about. Wealth is the way her face lights up when she spots a large, wavy brimmed hat across the aisle and races to try it on. Wealth is how she winks at him over her oversized sunglasses, and the levity in her voice when she says, with a devil's grin, “They'll never recognize me now.”

She might be right. The man at the checkout counter doesn't spare them a second glance as he checks out with their things.

Vacation suits her. And as they hail another transit to take them to the arid southwest, he thinks it's beginning to suit him too. He's rather looking forward to the breezy garments he’d chosen for himself.

Shepard's ruby red hair is swallowed by her massive sun hat, casting a broad shadow down her lean and muscled frame and the golden fabric of her dress. “Civvies,” she calls them. “You know, civilian clothes.”

He's quite certain there's nothing civilian about her. Her shoulders are too square, her calves and arms too hardened. She turns the eyes of the other passengers, oblivious to or simply ignoring their blatant stares. He feels like a shadow by comparison, clothed for now in the dark colors so typical of his profession. Still, her head falls against his shoulder and she slips her hand into his, laying claim to him all the same. Her silent affection makes his heart and body ache for her.

With practiced breaths, he slips beneath the waves of memory, willing himself through the minutes until the moment when they’re finally alone.

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Soon enough, they find themselves stepping off yet another transport not far from their rental.

Nearly one with the rocky desert, the low-roofed home is a dissertation in minimalist design, with flat, concrete lines gliding across deep-set windows, leading his eye to a modest entryway and through the glass beyond. Dimly, he wonders if he might have the funds to purchase the property; the volus bankers who minded his accounts probably thought him dead, having let his assets sit untouched for years. A minimalist by nature, this is precisely the place he had long dreamed of living.

Shepard tugs his hand, her skirt fluttering in the transport's downdraft, and his thoughts melt beneath her eyes, lit from within by a soft, cybernetic glow in the shadow of her sun hat.

She drops their things the moment both feet are over the threshold. Before he’s even figured out how to lock the door, her mouth is on his. She pulls him - grasps him by the shoulders and tugs him deeper into the house, kicking off her sandals as she goes, leading him towards whatever furniture lies beyond. True to her nature, his Siha is impatient. She is the fiery crown of Arashu, and he the rolling tide of Kalahira. He tempers her flames, grasping her wrists and flattening her hands against his chest as he kisses her, slow and deep.

The idyllic home they'll share for the week isn’t much more than background noise as she yields against him.

Her shoulders are already kissed by the sun, dusted with a delicate pink hue that warms beneath his touch. He slips a finger beneath one narrow strap of her dress, sliding it down her arm, trailing kisses in his wake. One luscious breast comes free, then the other, and her dress falls to the ground without ceremony.

Not long after, she's straddling him on the couch, grinding down on him with those soft little moans he's replayed over and over again in his mind.

Their first time was like this. He basks in the ethereal headspace between past and present, crisscrossing them in his mind as her hips roll against his, hot breath on his neck. And then she lets out the smallest whimper, a sound so vulnerable and soft that he cannot help but breathe her name in return, clutching her close. His dominant hand settles on her backside, aiding her motion; the other rests between her shoulder blades as he drives himself up into her heat, his mouth wandering in clumsy gasps along her chest. The way she lets her weight fall against him is an unspoken surrender, a precious gift she has chosen only him to receive.

He will never know why she chose him. But if it's him she wants, then she shall have him. Every night, again and again, until she screams his name in ecstasy and they lay in satiated exhaustion.

Tu-fira.

He belongs to her.

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It’s difficult to articulate how natural this feels.

Night falls, a chill settling over the rocky desert. He’s been alone with her many times, but never quite like this. In the short time they’ve known one another, she’s never been more than a commlink away from her crew, her mission, her ship and her duty. Here, nestled under a sea of stars, they’re more alone than either of them have been in decades. He watches the light of the backyard firepit cast flickering shadows on her bare skin, their hands intertwined.

Long after driving one another to sweat-kissed exhaustion, they remain entangled, engrossed in conversation. It’s like meeting her for the first time all over again. The armored force of nature who had carved a willful path into his life now lay naked in a nest of blankets with him, firelight dancing in her eyes, deep into a long and meandering train of thought. She weaves tales of her life before the Alliance, of joyrides and hijinks that would have made even his younger, rambunctious self hesitate. Her excitement touches his soul with a kind of contentment that he’s not touched in what feels like a lifetime.

Inevitably, the chill of night becomes too much to bear, and their talks meander back to the physical; stories of life before one another and the various trysts that preceded.

He can hear the desire in the deep, red edge of her voice; the way her tone dips from casual to sensual as she stands, clothed only in the dancing hues of firelight, and leads him to the crisp, untouched sheets of their shared bed. He pulls her close, scaled hands sliding across bare human skin, pointedly savoring her, willing his want and his love to find their way into every corner of her soul.

He wants. Oh, how deeply he wants.

He whispers prayers into her palms, one by one, as she rides him into the break of dawn.

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Day 2

Morning comes and goes in silence.

They lay heedless to the sun's motion, tangled soft sheets lit by the dreamy glow of day through the deep-set awnings and windows of their rental. Thane dozes in and out of sleep with her in his arms, heart swelling each time he wakes, awash in the scent of her hair and skin. They lie together for some time, and when she rises, he curls into the space where she had slept, unwilling to part with her residual heat.

Heat stirs in his limbs as he hears the shower kick on, his body calling for her as though he's woken up back in time, a younger, more virile man. Half in dreams, he can see her naked and robed in morning dew like a siren, and he cannot resist.

He finds her in the frameless shower, sunlight streaming through the window beside her. Water pours over her in rivulets of gleaming light, the sun illuminating the strong dunes of her back, gleaming off her shoulder blades and the curve of her spine.

Shepard, of all the people he had known, was made of sunshine. She was made of the fiery warmth and light of day, bathing him in her glory and simultaneously blinding him with effortless radiance.

And it's here, pressed up against the polished concrete wall beneath a lukewarm deluge of water, that he shows her all the ways he loves her. Shows her how, if he angles his hips just so, the last of her burdens melt away and he knows her as only he can; through the gentle, mewling gasps of an angel on the verge of tasting her own glory, manifesting the soft heat inside her as he drives himself against her deepest reaches.

He has to be mindful of his eyes. This has always been true, will always be true of all drell, but never more so than when she nears the peak of her pleasure. Shepard is possessive, perpetually communicating her need with unending motion, gripping him close as though the mere inches between them are a chasm too great to bear. He watches the way crystalline drops of water bead on her neck and shoulders, they way they catch the morning sun like diamonds, casting pinpricks of dappled light against his own scales and streak down the shape of her as she moves against him, contorted and desperate to take him deeper, to break herself upon the sanguine friction of their joining.

Her head knocks softly against the wall, her back arching, chest thrust toward him. And then she breaks. Sweet gods, how she breaks.

It's almost more than he can take. Words can never hope to say all the beautiful things she is when she comes.

He gathers each gasp, each heartbeat, every droplet of water on her parted lips and every clench of her heat around him. He drinks them all in, safely locked in the depths of his blessed memory for all his days. There is no greater gift in this life or the next.

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Day 3

Much as he would like to spend the entirety of their ‘vacation’ finding a reason to make love to her on every unoccupied surface in their rental, Shepard has made sure to include other activities in their itinerary.

He wakes to find her half dressed, smiling at him as she pulls a swimsuit top over her head. It’s a deep, forest green, with wide, high straps that criss-cross over her collarbones in an attractive triangular shape. He blinks, anchoring himself to reality as though he can't be sure she's real. And if his drowsy eyes find purchase in the alluring curve of her breasts peeking through the small cutout at the top’s center, he's certain the gods will forgive him.

The mattress dips as she sits beside him. “Come for a ride with me,” she whispers by his ear.

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Thane has often heard that human skin is easily burned by their planet’s star. He’s never quite believed it until Shepard.

He finds himself on a beach, massaging the soft cream she calls ‘sunblock’ into her back and shoulders, wondering how he could have ever gotten so lucky. His Siha, his warrior angel, so vulnerable without her armor that she wants - needs - his hands to protect her soft human skin, heals his soul with this one simple act; the intimate joy of being her protector and lover as he takes care to make sure she is thoroughly covered. The ocean breeze blows strands of her carmine hair across her forehead as she turns her head to him, smile lines deepening with delight as their eyes meet.

They pass the time in golden luxuriation, prostrating themselves beneath the radiant heat of Sol for hours, never more than an arm’s length apart, until the sun dips below the horizon and paints the sky in a myriad of hues somewhere between floral and fire.

And as the sun bows out for the evening, he bows her into the sand, lips locked and knees knocking against her own as they collapse together on soft, weatherworn sand that clings to the warmth of the sun as it bids them goodnight.

He never wants to leave this place.

Goddess above, Earth is the very image of serenity. Freer than free, his breath unburdened, his elation pours from him into her waiting mouth as they taste the salt air together. Her beach towel is a poor shield from the sand, but it hardly matters as he uncovers her skin, inch by precious inch, until she quivers beneath his touch, the sound of his name carried away by the rolling swell of the ocean.

He can taste the sea between her legs, the irresistible twang of life and salt and need that rises from her like water from a stone.

“Don't stop,” she breathes.

He couldn't - not if he wanted to. He wants this memory exponentially more than his own pleasure. A moment finer than all the collected treasures of the galaxy, etched into his mind for the rest of his days: his Siha writhing beneath his hot mouth, gripping his scalp, crying out as she tumbles again and again through ecstasy of his making.

He could die here, he thinks. Perhaps he's already dead. He nuzzles her thighs, warm and soft, as she floats down from on high. Yes, if the gods wish this to be his grave, he would gladly bow his head in thanks.

It's an hour’s trek back to their rental, but they will stay here until the ocean wind becomes too cold to endure, dunes yielding beneath them just as flesh yields to flesh and they become one.

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Day 4

It’s the honeymoon phase, he thinks to himself, running his fingers through her hair as she lies sleeping on his chest.

Thane has been here before, in another life, waxing and waning in the warmth of his wife’s bed. Deep in a distant rational corner of his mind tries to tell him: it won’t be this way forever. But does that matter? Does it really, actually matter? Months ago he would have said that he was but a tooth on a cogwheel, destined to spin around in repeating cycles of loss, memory, and despair. But this fierce woman pursues him with all the endurance that humans are known for. Bit by bit, she chips away at the rigid crust the last ten years have borne upon him, and he is alive. Alive in ways he hasn’t known in what feels like a lifetime.

They will spend this day treating themselves to all the beauty that earth’s arid lands have to offer. From the bleached, rolling dunes of sand, to the baked and rocky landscapes dotted with life in its most hardy forms, to the golden time-carved radiance of the painted desert - Goddess preserve him. His past has never felt further away. With her by his side, his world is filled with sunlight in much the same way as Earth’s gleaming sky, now so familiar and perfect to him that he would just as easily call it home.

And when the sun’s heat is too much for her human skin to bear, he trades the scenic vistas of the American southwest for a landscape of another kind.

Her skin glows, its color deepening with each passing day in dappled patterns that betray her state of undress throughout their travels. He finds it endearing, the way her cheeks and shoulders are dusted with more freckles than he'd seen when they arrived, the way her chest and thighs remain lighter in color than the rest of her, drawing his eyes, his hands, his mouth to worship at the temple at is her body. She kneels between his knees and blesses him with the sweet heat of her mouth, stealing his breath as she tastes him, crimson hair the perfect anchor for his hands as she takes him higher and higher.

He had underestimated her appetite for him. Perhaps he'd underestimated his own appetite in turn. They haven't even made it back to their rental and he can already smell the need on her, the cramped taxi insulating and perfuming the air so thickly he can almost taste her, slick and soaking with arousal, maddeningly just out of reach but with nothing but her panties between her need and the rest of him. Powerless to the heat of her mouth, he spirals through his lust as she pleasures him, soft hands and pink lips around his shaft. Her artificial eyes gleam up at him through her mussed hair, and goddess preserve him, he’ll hack the engine himself if it’ll make this taxi go any faster.

She's fumbling at the lock as he pushes her against the wall beside their front door, covering her mouth with his. Lips locked, they stumble inside. His hand drops down to her thigh, palming at the warm skin just beneath her skirt. Shepard, in turn, tugs him in the direction of the bedroom.

He considers this, allowing himself to be led as he considers all they’ve had the pleasure of seeing today - of her radiant smile beneath her oversized sunglasses, unable to conceal the joy of her eyes from his perfect recollection. Of her freckle-dusted shoulders beneath the shadow of her sun hat. And he decides in that moment that no - as much as he adores their soft bed and its sex-scented sheets, he loves her in the daylight more.

The back patio opens with a wave of his omni-tool, and he presses her into the opulent cushions around the fire pit. She chuckles against his mouth - perhaps he's become too predictable, but it no longer matters.

There’s a kind of transcendental brilliance to this place. Some kind of inebriating mix of oxytocin and fresh air and sunshine that ignites his synapses and levitates his heart until he feels he can touch the radiant sky. He ruches up her dress, fabric sheeting off her body until she's all warm, decadent skin against a backdrop of their shed clothing. He groans inwardly at the sight of her, the shadow of her clavicles arching nearly above her soft breasts, tipped with that same aphrodisiac shade of desire that awaits between her lush thighs.

She smiles so sweetly at him, but her eyes are shaded with mischief as she opens her legs for him, teasing her folds beneath his heated gaze. He falls to his knees before her, palming her silken thighs, kissing the wet, sanguine warmth between her legs as though it were her mouth.

Her hips rise to meet him, rolling against his tongue as she brings one ankle gently against his back to guide them together, and Thane breathes out a low, pleasured groan. He loves this - the way her body talks for her, knowing full well he needs no encouragement but asking all the same, driven by biological instinct to share the most intimate parts of her humanity with him - a man from another world. Her body calls for him, beckons him, and he is both her servant and sire.

“Please, please Thane,” she whispers, hands reaching blindly for whatever parts of him she can reach.

He lifts from his place of worship with a breathy inhale, curling his arms around her thighs and hauling her bodily until she rests on the very edge of the cushion and the tip of his cock falls against her wet heat. And then he pushes forward, savoring the way her soft flesh yields to him, how her silken walls conform to every inch of his thick, ridged length, swallowing him to the hilt.

She breathes his name as he bottoms out. Takes a moment to catch her breath and then pushes up on her elbows and then her palms until she’s close enough to wrap one arm around his neck and pull him close. Thane folds an arm around her in turn, pumping in and out of her blessed heat. Thank the gods for her brilliant human flexibility.

The sun beats down on his back, his body shielding her vulnerable human skin from the worst of its rays, as he makes love to her with long, deep thrusts. He could never hope to articulate this specific kind of ecstasy - the ruddy heat of Sol crowning him with the same deep heat he seeks deep inside her.

It’s not what he would call fucking, but it’s not what he would call tender, either. It’s somewhere in between. It’s the heavy, sweet push and pull of two lovers, their minds blank of all thoughts beyond the tension, friction, heat, and pleasure that flows between them; tongues sliding together, hands clutching at skin and scales, at once desperate for release but determined not to reach it, to stay in this moment forever, unwilling to part with the sybaritic heaven they share. She locks one thigh around his hips, bracing herself with one hand so she can touch his face with the other, fingertips trailing almost too roughly against his sensitive ruby cheek as she grinds her cunt onto his heavy girth.

He needs her closer, needs her harder, consumed by the need to become one with her in that sanguine way only two lovers can. Parting from her for just a moment, he slides both knees on the cushions with her, hauling her up onto his thighs, watching for a moment as she grinds her flushed, creamy slit against his length before sinking himself back into her depths. They rock together until he’s sure beyond doubt that she’s out of her mind, blissed out and debauched before the combined heat of her sun and his desire. Until the satin sheen of sweat pooling in the hollow of her throat is too laden to cling to her skin, and she moans his name into the wide open sky. Only then does he drop his hand between them, drawing wide, steady circles around that incandescent neural bullet between her thighs.

Her voice is lost as she comes, words and sounds dying in her throat as, at last, the pleasure is too much for her body to bear. He watches beneath heavy-lidded eyes as she tenses, cries out, and breaks, as her body sings like a plucked harpstring; knowing that for those precious few seconds, she is well and truly his, and his alone.

When her mind is wiped of all thoughts but him, his embrace, his kiss, and the pleasure at his hands, he can finally let go.

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Day 5

He wakes to the sound of music playing softly from another corner of the house. Decades old, by the sound of it, plucked notes singing on a guitar string beneath the melodic voice of a human weaving a tale of a dark desert highway. He’s heard this one before, playing over a crackling stationary radio in the cargo bay where she’d often done routine maintenance on Normandy’s ground vehicle.

Rising with a contented breath, he pads over to the common area to greet the day.

She’s wearing one of his robes, and nothing else. A breezy, cream-colored cotton garment that’s too wide in the shoulders for her more feminine frame. She lets it drop down one arm, the fabric collecting in the crook of her elbow just beneath where her hand rests on the door frame. The rest of it hangs open, gauzy fabric illuminated by the glowing sun streaming in from behind her, framing her in ethereal light. Though her face is in shadow, her artificial eyes are just bright enough to search his soul as she peers back at him.

In that moment, his Siha is more angel than warrior. She's posing for him, framing herself in a mental postcard to commemorate the effortless beauty of this place, this life, this love.

She pauses in the doorway for a good long while, as though she knows precisely what she's doing. Cocking her hip, idly running her long, calloused fingers through her hair, waiting for him to sear this image into his blessed eidetic mind for the rest of his days.

It’s so easy, wrapping her in his arms, kissing her again and again, bitter coffee on his tongue and warm sun on his face.

“I got a message from Hackett this morning,” she says softly.

The tone of her voice makes his stomach clench with unease, and he takes a moment to suppress the tremor in his throat.

“How long do we have?”

“Until tomorrow morning.”

He pulls her tight against his chest, as though by some miracle he could keep her from ever leaving the safety of his arms again. Shepard tucks her head into his shoulder.

“I’m so sorry, Thane.”

“Do not apologize, Siha.” Her hair is soft on his cheek, and he breathes deep as his eyes settle without focus on the rocky landscape outside her lovely picture-frame window. “This sojourn has already brought me more joy than you could ever know.”

When she kisses him, there’s a desperation in her that he’s not felt before, as though she shares his worry. That she’s been called away is unsurprising, in and of itself. But the tension in her shoulders makes his heart quake with an obdurate fear that will linger throughout what remains of their holiday.

He resolves to suppress it. If Shepard has taught him anything, it’s how work and purpose can stave off one’s demons, if only for a little while.

“What would you like for breakfast, Siha?”

She lifts her head then, and her smile is worth whatever heartache lies beyond the indefectible threshold of their abode.

He will take what he can from this moment. Reality can wait just a little longer.

#thane krios #shrios #zet writes things #my brain is broken #sorry about the typos i had to uninstall grammarly because ai is the devil #literally my head is full of lint right now #please enjoy #is this fluff? #aaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAA #mass effect fanfiction

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Incorrect Quotes Tag Game

Tagged by @ink-flavored​ wooo!!!

Rules: use this generator to make some incorrect quotes with your characters

This was so damn silly and fun XD Got my beloved friend to pick out some specific interactions from the Crimson crew to share hehe. There’s a few favourites so extras are under the cut.

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Natasha and Nikolai (Princess and Wyvern)

Natasha, skipping rocks on a lake with Nikolai: It’s such a beautiful evening. Nikolai: Yeah, it is. Nikolai: *whispering* Take that you fucking lake.

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Natasha: Nikolai, when’s your birthday?

Nikolai: Why? So you can figure out my weaknesses? So you can destroy me?

Natasha: …So I know when to wish you a happy birthday.

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Natasha, watching Nikolai: Ah yes. The mysterious and beautiful Nikolai, so demure…

Natasha: …I wonder what sort of melodic sounds this wonderful being makes? Nikolai: *screaming*

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Natasha: Two wrongs don’t make a right. Nikolai: *sighs* That’s true… Nikolai: But to negatives make a positive!!!

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Natasha: Everything will be ok. You can not stop it. Natasha: Everything will be fine. You have no choice. Nikolai: What the fuck kind of pep talk is that? Natasha: Ominous positivity.

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Natasha and Moonwhisper (Princess and Antagonist)

Moonwhisper: Do you see yourself as a glass half-full or glass half-empty kind of person? Natasha: Half-full, definitely. Natasha: Half-full and constantly rising. Natasha: Soon the water will escape its container and consume us all.

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Natasha: Moonwhisper? What are you doing here? Moonwhisper, wearing a hawaiian shirt, sunglasses and holding a gatorade: My best.

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Moonwhisper: Think you can answer some questions without the usual level of sarcasm? Natasha: If you can ask the questions without the usual level of stupid.

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Moonwhisper, T-posing in the doorway: Greetings, Natasha. Natasha, not looking up from their coffee: Good morning, problem child.

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Neo and Estella (Schrödinger’s pairing of foxes)

Neo: I regret nothing!!! Estella: I regret everything!!!

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Estella: Is five a lot of followers? Neo: Depends on the context. Neo: On Instagram? No, not a lot of followers. Neo: In a dark alley? Yes, a lot of followers.

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Neo: Are you trying to seduce me? Estella: Why, are you seducible?

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Neo: Hey, random question, what are your favorite flowers? Estella: Peonies, why? Neo: Estella: Were you going to get me flowers? Neo: Estella: Neo: ᶦᵗ’ˢ ᵃ ᵖᵒˢˢᶦᵇᶦˡᶦᵗʸ

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Neo: How do I tell Estella that I want them to yell at me like they're Gordon Ramsay and I'm a poor little chef who just ruined a crème brûlée?

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Shaurya and Feathers (father and son)

Feathers: PEASANT. I REQUIRE SUSTENANCE. Shaurya: You know there are other ways to say you want McDonalds. Feathers: FOUL PLEBEIAN. YOU DARE SPEAK AGAINST ME— Shaurya: *sigh* What do you want? Feathers: Chicken nuggets please.

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Feathers: Don’t worry, I have a permit. Shaurya: ...This just says “I can do what I want”.

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Shaurya: How would you like your coffee? Feathers: As dark and as bitter as my soul. Shaurya, shouting to someone behind the counter: I need one vanilla latte with extra cream and sugar!

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Feathers: *on the phone with Shaurya* I can’t talk right now, I’m doing hot girl shit. Shaurya: You’re pulling Oreos apart and saving off the frosting to make a mega Oreo, aren’t you. Feathers: Maybe.

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Thane and Odin (Human and Dragon caught in a timeloop)

Odin: Since we're in a relationship now, your clothes are my clothes too. Don't ask me why I have your shirt on, this is our shirt. Thane: Fine, but when I come strutting in with your fuzzy socks I don't want to hear shit.

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Odin: Am I right, Thane? Thane: I’m almost certain you’re not, but to be fair, I wasn’t listening.

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Thane: Odin is not allowed to decide which one of us is the chosen one.

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Thane: Hey Odin, do you have any hobbies? Odin: Swimming.. Thane: Really? That’s cool. I never expected you to- Odin: In a pool of self hatred and regret.

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Thane: Hey Odin, can you give me the opposite of these words? Thane: Always, Coming, From, Take, Me, Down. Odin: Never, Going, To, Give, You- Odin: The fucking satisfaction.

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The War Council the abridged series:

Kann : Make no mistake. Not only am I party rocking, but I am also in the house tonight. Morgan : But are you shuffling? Kann : Everyday. Shaurya: What language are you two speaking??

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Milo Jasper : I hate you. Isabella : Well, according to this picture I drew of us holding hands, that is untrue.

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Milo Jasper : I’ve never been in a snowball fight before. I don’t know the rules. Kann : What? Milo Jasper : Is there a point system, or is it to the death?

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Morgan : Who knew getting in trouble would be so impossible? Thane : I gotta give you credit, Isabella . You make it look easy. Isabella : Years of practice.

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Gwendolyn: I do two things and two things only. I devastate sorry motherfuckers, and get shit done as an awesome leader.

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Gwendolyn: When I get murdered, can you make sure I become an unsolved case? Morgan : wHat? Gwendolyn: I want to be on Buzzfeed Unsolved. Morgan : Can we go back to the part when you said "when I get murdered"?

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Tagging:

#tags asks and replies #Original story Crimson

[the-technicolor-whiscash]

I still love my mass effect gay brunch concept. Just having all the gay bitches have brunch together every month so they can catch up and complain about whatever. Also Thane is there even though he’s not gay he just wears those bitchy little sunglasses I’m obsessed with so I think he can bring a really good energy to the conversation.

#the whiscash administration

[anileyehospital]

15 Essential Tips for Eye Care: Ensuring Healthy Vision for Adults and Children

Introduction:

Having the appropriate eye care is a basic need for the good physical and mental condition one should be in. In the upcoming paragraphs, let’s dive into 15 useful eye care tips for both adults and kids that may provide effective ways to prevent eye diseases and vision problems. For better vision and eye care always get in touch with best eye hospital in thane.

1. Schedule Regular Eye Exams:

Exams for eyes should be done regularly so that you will spot vision problem or eye diseases at their infancy. Adults should attend comprehensive eye check-ups every 1-2 years, but children should have their eyes checked regularly by an eyelar as their eye care professional recommends. For better vision of your child you should take proper eye check up from best pediatric eye doctor in thane.

2. Eat a Balanced Diet:

The purpose of this work is generally to analyze and enhance a patient's physical fitness and wellbeing. The tasks described, such as diet education, incorporate practices proven to improve eye health. Considered as a carrot, a spinach, and a fish source, these foods can be a perfect example of nutrient-rich foods that help vision.

3. Protect Your Eyes from UV Rays:

To keep your eyes healthier, you need to wear sunglasses that can block 100% of both UVA and UVB rays that cause sun damage and consequently give rise to cataracts and macular degeneration.

4. Practice Good Hygiene:

Clean your Hands as often as you can, paying particular attention before touching your eyes or handling your contact lenses to prevent the spread of germs and reduce the danger of eye infections.

5. Limit Screen Time:

Spending prolonged time in front of a screen makes digital eyestrain. Put into practice the 20-20-20 rule, as you stare at the computer screen for at least 20 minutes, look at something that is at least 20 feet away for 20 seconds to break the eye strain.

6. Use Proper Lighting:

Transport your work area to be properly lit away from eye distress. Have your computer screen set slightly lower than optimum and ensure that there is no glare reflected in front of it.

7. Quit Smoking:

Unfortunately, smoking is related with the risk of cataracts grensing, macular degeneration, etc. which are some eye diseases. Quit your habit of smoking and your eyes do better. Your health becomes better as a whole.

8. Stay Active:

Working out regularly is one sure method to increase blood circulation and consequently improve the health of the eyes. Take it up with them that try to get at least half an hour of moderate exercise most days of the week.

9. Stay Hydrated:

Frequently drinking clean water is therefore an effective tactic to help retain the moisture level on your eyes and thus avoid eye dryness- especially in dry or air-conditioned weather.

10. Practice Proper Contact Lens Care:

People who wear contact lenses must comply with the guidelines given by their eye care specialist about care and maintenance in order to prevent eye infections and disorders.

11. Use Protective Eyewear:

To avoid eye injury during sports, home improvement projects or any other activity that might cause direct eye contact, always wear protective eyewear.

12. Manage Chronic Health Conditions:

Conditions such as diabetes and hypertension can impact on the eye health; it can lead to a deterioration of the eyesight. Confront this condition by following medical treatment and compromising lifestyle habits to minimize the chance of sight problems.

13. Be Aware of Family History:

A few of these diseases, including glaucoma and macular degeneration, are hereditary and run in family. A thorough knowledge of your family's health history will give you an idea of your risk factors and will facilitate prevention-oriented measures.

14. Follow a Blinking Exercise:

Among other dry eye prevention, foremost which should be blinking workout while staring at the screen for long periods. It helps keep your eyes moist and fresh.

15. Educate Yourself:

Familiarize yourself with some of the most common eye conditions, their symptoms and treatments and always remember to speak with your doctor to ensure you are acting in an procrastinating manner. To know more about eye care and tips always get in touch with eye specialist in dombivli.

Conclusion:

Through the implementation of these 15 tips into your daily routine, you are in a progressive position to assist the protection of your vision and the upkeep of your healthy eyes for several years to come. Always remember that your eyes can't be preserved, so think more of you eyes just like adults do. For more tips consult with best eye specialist doctor.

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[drruchikaarora]

Clear Vision Ahead: Make An Eye Exam Your New Year's Resolution

 Embarking on the journey of New Year's resolutions often places a spotlight on health and wellness. While commendable goals such as diet and exercise take precedence, one aspect deserving attention tends to be overlooked – our vision. Making a commitment to prioritize an eye exam this year is a modest yet influential step towards maintaining overall well-being.

Significance of Vision Health: Our eyes play a vital role in daily experiences, yet their well-being is frequently taken for granted. Regular eye exams are pivotal in sustaining optimal eye health and preventing potential issues that could significantly impact our lives.

Early Identification of Eye Conditions: Timely intervention and management become possible when conditions like glaucoma and macular degeneration are detected early through routine eye exams.

Prescription Maintenance: Ensuring an up-to-date prescription through annual eye exams promotes clear and comfortable vision, preventing eye strain.

Identification of Systemic Health Issues: Eye exams have the potential to reveal systemic conditions like diabetes and high blood pressure, prompting timely medical attention to prevent complications.

Preventing Digital Eye Strain: Regular eye exams aid in identifying strategies to alleviate symptoms of digital eye strain, encouraging healthier screen habits.

Transforming the Resolution into Reality:

Schedule Regular Eye Exams: Make a commitment to annual eye exams, utilizing reminders or online tools to facilitate convenient scheduling.

Involve Family and Friends: Advocate for loved ones to prioritize eye health by organizing group appointments for a supportive experience.

Cultivate Eye-Friendly Habits: Adopt practices such as wearing sunglasses, taking screen breaks, and maintaining a balanced diet to promote overall eye health.

As we step into the new year, let's not underestimate the importance of clear vision. Prioritizing an eye exam is a resolution that extends beyond enhancing sight – it's an investment in our overall health and well-being. By taking this small yet impactful step, we can appreciate the beauty of the world with clarity and continue living life to the fullest. For those seeking an eye examination nearby, consider visiting Dr. Ruchika Eye Clinic in Thane.

Dr. Ruchika Kedia, a distinguished Ophthalmologist in Thane West, specializes in comprehensive eye care. With years of experience and expertise, she is committed to providing exceptional eye care services. As a proficient Eye Specialist Doctor in Thane West, Dr. Ruchika Kedia offers a wide range of treatments for various eye conditions. Whether it's Cataract, Glaucoma, Diabetic Retinopathy, Macular Degeneration, Dry Eye, Refractive errors, or other eye problems, Dr. Ruchika Kedia is the top choice when seeking an Eye Doctor in Thane West. For advanced eye care services, consider visiting Dr. Ruchika Eye Clinic in Thane West. Dr. Ruchika Kedia, an accomplished Cataract Surgeon in Thane West, provides top-notch Cataract Surgery. Specializing in Lasik Surgery, she is recognized as one of the eminent Lasik Eye Surgeons in Thane West, with expertise in Laser Lasik Eye Surgery. If you reside in or near Thane East, Thane West, Ghodbandar Road, Hiranandani Estate, VasantVihar, Brahmand, Anand Nagar, Ovala, Majiwada, Waghbil, Gaimukh, Kolshet, Bhiwandi, Kalwa, Upvan, Pokaran Road, Shastri Nagar, Balkum, Shivai Nagar, or Lakmanya Nagar, consult Dr. Ruchika Kedia for world-class eye care services at Dr. Ruchika Eye Clinic in Thane West.

[admin33]

When it comes to maintaining the health of our eyes, Dr. Rajesh Kapoor and the Suruchi Eye Centre at Thane are undoubtedly the best choices available. As a leading eye hospital in Thane, they provide exceptional care and expertise for all your ocular needs. To ensure optimal vision and eye health, here are 9 valuable tips recommended by Dr. Rajesh Kapoor himself: First, schedule regular check-ups at this renowned hospital to monitor any potential issues early on. Second, protect your eyes from harmful ultraviolet (UV) rays by wearing sunglasses with proper UV protection outdoors. Third, maintain a balanced diet rich in vitamins A, C, E, and omega-3 fatty acids to promote healthy eye function. Fourthly avoid excessive screen time or take frequent breaks if unavoidable to minimize digital eye strain. Fifthly practice good hygiene by washing hands before touching your face or eyes to prevent infections such as conjunctivitis commonly treated at Suruchi Eye Centre. Sixthly stay hydrated throughout the day as dehydration can cause dryness or irritation in the eyes. Furthermore, if you wear contact lenses, follow proper cleaning instructions provided by an expert at this Lasik hospital in Thane. Also, use protective eyewear while engaging in sports or hazardous activities. Seventhly give your eyes adequate restful sleep each night for rejuvenation. Eighthly don't forget that smoking is injurious not only to the lungs but also affects blood vessels supplying oxygenated blood & nutrients required for maintaining clear vision. Ninthly Daily exercise promotes proper blood circulation throughout the body including the tiny blood vessels within our eyes keeping them nourished.

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[hum-tittle]

Pt2 of what dog I think the squadmates would have (alphabetical order)

Kasumi- rat terrier

Legion- Komondor "mop dog"

Liara- Basset

Miranda- Huskey

Mordin- Beagle

Samara- Afghan Hound

Tali- Aussie

Thane- Chihuahua

Wrex- Chow chow

Zaeed- Cane Corso

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[luckyspacerabbit]

thane over volunteering to go on the hammerhead missions bc he can just roll down the window and get a free sauna with all the volcanic activity

#dan hyun: AAAAAAAAAA WERE FLYING YAAAAAAAAAA #THIS IS SO MUCH BETTER THAN THE MAKOOOOO #thane in the passenger seat putting on sunglasses and reclining his chair: youre doing wonderfully siha #kasumi in the back: i hate it here *throws up* #bry plays mele

[farewllyouth]

shepard: *having an intimate conversation with a crew member about their personal traumas*

the other person you were forced to take on the loyalty mission:

#i would like to say a few things #my tags didnt update >:( #anyway this was inspired by thane with his sunglasses standing in the corner of the elevator while miranda talks about her sister

[bluerose5]

Thane’s and Jaal's piercings are so cute. No one can change my mind.

#mass effect trilogy #mass effect andromeda #if only Thane’s alternative outfit didn't have those ugly ass sunglasses all the time 😭 #thane krios #jaal ama darav #bluerose rambles #mass effect legendary edition

[venn364]

I love the dlc outfits for the Squad except for the eyewear. Why did anyone think non-removable sunglasses and space sunglasses were a good idea for a game where the eyes are 90% of cutscene focus

#My emotional conversations with Thane during his loyalty mission was nothing but cool sunglasses and I laughed So Hard

[the-technicolor-whiscash]

Thane’s sick as fuck like I don’t think he’s as hot as some people make him out to be but like I love a little assassin in my life and I think his story is really interesting and I am still obsessed with his bitchy little sunglasses. It’s endlessly entertaining to me.

#the whiscash administration

[messydiabolical]

The first time Thane wears THOSE red sunglasses, he thinks it's a funny joke that people will get, but instead everyone's too intimidated by him or too nice to say anything. Fascinated, he starts upping his game. Every time he comes across absurd novelty glasses he buys them and wears them on the ship.  Over sized heart eyes, flashing lights, smiley faces on the lenses, you name it he wears them, and still no one dares say anything. One day he strolls onto the shuttle, ready for battle in Groucho Marx glasses (complete with the nose and moustache, of course) and finally, FINALLY  Shepard loses her shit. At this point it’s become a tradition though, so he keeps wearing them whenever he comes across a new novelty pair, and the Normandy crew continue to pretend like it’s totally normal, now in on the joke.  (I would pay so much to see him show up to his next meet up with Kolyat in a pair. I need to see kolyat's reaction, I need it in my soul.)

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[yellingaboutmasseffect]

For the character asks: Joker, Ashley, Kasumi!

First impression

Joker: Oh hey it's Seth Green!

Ashley: I too would want fantastic pink and white armor

Kasumi: So I first learned that Kasumi was a thing so when second hand embarrassment drove me to restart my playthrough of Mass Effect after making out with Liara in front of Garrus who I was planning to romance I went ahead and tracked down the DLC for her which was still on the bioware site at the time and it was the best decision.

Impression now

Joker: Oh hey it's Shepard's buddy Seth Green Joker

Ashley: I would die for Miss Ashley Williams

Kasumi: I am so glad people are experiencing Kasumi for the first time with MELE she is absolutely delightful and I wish she hadn't been dlc to begin with.

Favorite moment

Joker: The oh shit moment when the Collectors attack the Normandy and the bigger OH SHIT MOMENT WHEN YOU ARE PLAYING HIM!

Ashley Williams: Her telling off Terra Firma if you bring her with you onto the Citadel after Virmire. Also just her dialogue in ME1 is my favorite because it gives you a lot of room to roleplay your Shepard.

Kasumi: Just the moment she goes after Hock's ship. It's so good!

Idea for a story

Joker: I just want to see a fic where EDI instead of being like "I do not need clothes" because fanservice is instead really into clothes because she wants to experience that aspect of organic existence and just has super weird fashion (wearing 10 different broaches, sweater over dresses, novelty sunglasses etc) and Joker is just really enamored

Ashley Williams: So in my long fic, Liara tells Ashley that she gave Shepard's body to Cerberus which changes a whole lot and it's been really fun to play with.

Kasumi: @spookyvalentine 's Mercy Shepard met Kasumi when they were younger and gosh if that doesn't make me think about how if Kasumi had maybe intercepted Artemis before she enlisted somehow and gave her another way to earn the money to keep her family's land, they could have been unstoppable.

Unpopular opinion

Joker: Not sure if I have one I can think of. I mean I think he should have been romanceable that popular round the fandom circles I travel in. Also he deserved to have a unique character model and not be shredded when he has brittle bone disease.

Ashley: Apparently that I like her I guess 8/

Kasumi: I am not big on her writing at the party in Citadel DLC for the party section.

Favorite relationship

Joker: Shepard and Joker have a great dynamic that develops throughout the games and of course as a resident ace robot fucker, i love EDI/Joker

Ashley: Shepard and Ashley have a fascinating dynamic to explore other romances I am interested in for Ashley are Ashley/Garrus, Ashley/Samantha, Ashley/Miranda, and Ashley/Liara. This marine can fit so many ships in her

Kasumi: I would love to see more Tali and Kasumi stuff I like to think they hung out. Also Thane and Kasumi bonding over meeting in the vents.

Favorite headcanon

Joker: I like to think Joker and my Shepard were friends before ME1 started because Shepard never treated him with kids gloves because of his brittle bone disease and he never treated her different just because she's Shepard.

Ashley: I like to think Ashley and Thane became friends when they were both staying in Huerta and Thane and Kolyat invite Ashley's sister, Sara, to stay with them since space is very limited on the Citadel.

Kasumi: Rolan Quarn and Kasumi are introduced by Shepard and become fast friends/partners in crime maybe more i haven't decided.

#mass effect #masseffectaskmeme #ashley williams #jeff joker moreau #kasumi goto