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uglynicc · 1 month
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How I used to draw turians:
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How I draw turians now:
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Proof you really just gotta stay thirsty to draw what you love better 🕺💕
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callista-curations · 4 months
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Turians in crop tops showing waist, you agree, reblog
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neffilin · 6 months
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One of the things Bioware did wrong in Mass effect Andromeda is not giving us the option to romance Tiran Kandros
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I'd have even taken a soft romance with him, like you're given a chance to do with Avela and Keri.
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not-a-newt · 1 year
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I really like this silhouette shot in Mass Effect: Discovery
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sympateawithsugar · 10 months
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I hold him gently like a hamburger 🍔
Other Pride Month posts:
Reyes Vidal
Kaidan Alenko
Ashley Williams
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magnimoon · 10 months
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Now let's get into some more interesting questions regarding our Shepards.
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mlm-writer · 6 months
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Survival First, Mourning Later (Tiran Kandros x GN!Reader)
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Pairing:  Tiran Kandros x Gender Neutral Reader (relationship unspecified) Rating: Mature Words: 1753 POV: Second Summary: The Big Tober Day 15 - Last Words Note: Ssshhh I am totally not behind. Also all other characters are my OCs. Enjoy them. Tags: Major character death, explicit violence, action, gunfights with the Remnant and reader and Kandros are at least on physical touch level comfortable with each other.
You had a bad feeling the moment you stepped into the Renmant building, like a bug crawling over your bones. The metal vibrated under your feet, making you feel like the whole structure was alive. Maybe it was; you never knew with these damned robots. It had been eerily quiet, like there was no life after all. Kandros led the team of 6, including you and himself. You expected to find the scientists you were looking for dead, but director Tann was hopeful. Well, he pretended to be hopeful. You all knew he just did not want to admit he sent some scientists to their death.
“Can’t we just kill the fuckers above ground and steal their batteries? The things are ancient, so I bet we could power the Nexus with them for decades,” Logus Daemus whispered over the comm. It was a funny idea, but no one laughed, because no one was sure if Logus was serious or not. The Turian was a great shot, but his brawn was with a 100% certainty meant to compensate for his brain.
“And if we manage to find out what they charge those batteries with, the Nexus could be set forever,” Lalia Daemus mused. Being his sister, she really was the only one who could talk logic into the man without angering him.
“Quiet,” Kandros hissed. He was not against chatter, so when he said it, everyone froze. Surely, in the distance, one could hear the tell tale sounds of Remnant at work. Your grip on your weapon tightened. “Let’s try to avoid a fight,” Kandros whispered as he put a hand on your arm, making you relax. You couldn’t see his face well through his visor, but even without his eyes, he could make you feel more at ease. Kandros nodded towards a smaller hallway that led away from where the Remnant could be heard.
You followed Kandros close by, the rest of your team tailing behind you. Dai Lian was almost fused with your rear. You wondered why he was brought along. He was comfortable fighting exiles and Kett, but you knew the Remnant freaked him out. It was not like his biotics didn’t work against the Remnant, but you supposed he had some history with the Geth.
All went well, the hallway quiet, until Yalona, who was the tail of your group, stepped on something. She could feel it shift under her foot. Immediately, red lights surrounded you and a deep sound that reminded you of an alarm echoed through the hallway. “Get to cover!” Kandros hollered. There were some metal half-walls in the hallway. You took Dai Lian’s hand and dragged him with you to the shortest one. Being the only humans, you two were the smallest ones in the squad. To your left, Logus and Lalia were hiding behind a slightly taller half-wall. Behind you, Kandros and Yalona were watching your six. You heard Kandros shoot, before you saw the first Assembler turn around the corner from where you just came.
Your assault rifle vibrated in your hands as you fought - quite literally - for your life. Dai Lian made sure they didn’t get close, pushing them away or slowing them down with his biotics. “Need some backup over here,” Kandros’ voice came over the com.
“Logus, Lalia, I’m leaving Dai Lian here for support. Gonna help Kandros and Yalona.” The Turian siblings confirmed they heard you and you bolted out of cover to Kandros’ little half-wall. You didn’t really fit behind it with Yalona there too, especially not now the Salarian’s tech armour was making her bulkier. The way you were going got swarmed by Remnant. You shot the Breachers out of the air, the continuous stream leaving very little room to actually attack the Assemblers creating them.
“Running out of heatclips here,” Logus warned over the com. One moment you heard him. The next moment, there was a heavy explosion behind you. You allowed yourself a quick look over your shoulder. There were three Nullifiers lined up. Logus and Lalia would’ve been dead, were it not for Dai Lian’s quick reflexes. Lalia demanded Kandros to call for a retreat. You knew he knew, but just like everyone else, you were aware that you were surrounded.
“Yalona, do you see any shafts leading away from here?” Kandros yelled over the com as he finally managed to get rid of one of the Assemblers. Yalona had barely a word out, when she got interrupted by another heavy explosion behind you. You heard a brief scream over the com, but it was cut short. It was followed by a woeful cry from Dai Lian.
You turned your head just far enough to see the gaping hole in the floor where once Logus and Lalia were hiding. “Kandros, five ‘o clock, the Nullifiers shot a hole through the floor,” you called as you focused your gaze forward again to quickly shoot an Observer down.
“We escape through it, now!” You did not need to be told twice. You were bolting, picking up Dai Lian on the way and tumbling down the hole face first. You rolled onto your back and pointed your assault rifle up. Kandros was right behind you, dragging Yalona in much the same way you had dragged Dai Lian with you. Behind Kandros, you could see a Breacher trying to follow him. You shot it down, before it could hurt anyone. “Get up, we gotta run.” Kandros ordered as he pulled you to your feet. Dai Lian was already on his feet, moving a large crate with his biotics. He plugged the hole with it. You ran right behind Kandros, a second later realising Yalona was not catching up.
“Kandros! Yalona is injured.” The Turian paused and then ran back past you. He swung the Salarian over his shoulders with ease. Yalona muttered some thank yous, but did not say much else. That should’ve been a bad sign, but you were too occupied with finding a safe haven to think about it. “If the rest of the structure is like this, let’s count our scientists as dead. We already lost two people…”
“I know!” Kandros snapped at you. “We get out and we’ll retrieve the bodies, when we got backup.” You were unsure if he meant those of the scientists or those of the siblings. The latter were destroyed to nothing but ash, but Kandros probably could not accept that right away. You noticed how quiet Dai Lian was. When you looked over, he had tears in his eyes.
Kandros paused when he heard more Remnant approaching ahead of you. You spotted a side room and signalled everyone to get in. Yalona managed to hack the door in time and lock it behind you. She leaned against the wall next to the door, where Kandros was listening to what was going on in the hallway. You were in the back with Dai Lian; he sat on a crate, while you were crouched in front of him, one of your hands rubbing his knee. “I couldn’t protect them,” the other human whispered. He was trying hard not to cry, but even you couldn’t imagine the survivor's guilt he was feeling. “If I was just…”
You shushed him and leaned up to give him a hug. “We can’t have you spiralling right now. Survival first, mourning later,” you whispered to him. He sniffed into your shoulder, before giving you a small hum that indicated that he understood. After a brief moment, you let go of your fellow agent. You looked over your shoulder at Kandros and Yalona. You narrowed your eyes at the Salarian. She was slumped over, but no longer gasping for breath. “Yalona?” You closed the distance between you, but before you could touch her, Kandros had caught your wrist midair.
“She’s gone,” he whispered, ear still against the door and eyes avoiding yours. You swallowed a lump in your throat. You sighed and pulled your hand free, repeating the word you just told Dai Lian in your head for yourself. Survival first, mourning later.
You put Yalona in what looked like a more comfortable position; it was all you could do for her now. You made her a promise in your head. You would come back for her body. When you had the manpower, she would get her proper funeral. You were pulled from your thoughts by Dai Lian calling out your name. You got to your feet and turned to him. “Think we can make it through here?” Dai Lian asked as he revealed a grid that was hidden behind the crate he sat on earlier. With his biotics, he ripped the grid off. You crouched down next to him, looking at the shaft behind the grid.
“We will, but no way a full-grown Turian would fit thr…” You were cut off by the sound of lasers and explosions. The door rattled, the metal creaking under the onslaught.
“Go! I will hold them off your back for as long as I can.” Kandros ordered as he made sure his weapon had a fresh heatclip inside. You tried to argue with him, but even you knew the options were all dying here or you and Dai Lian possibly making it out of here alive. When the door started to crumble, you pushed Dai Lian into the shaft, following close by. “See you in the next adventure!” Kandros called after you. You liked to pretend those words were the last thing you heard from him. Everything you heard after that made you wanna turn around, but you couldn’t. Survival first, mourning later.
You and Dai Lian made it out, barely. You ran to the shuttle covered in machine fluid and blood from both you and Dai Lian. When you came back, some other big shot took over for Kandros, but no amount of respectable record could replace the man you trusted with your life. Especially not when said big shot refused to dispatch an APEX squad to retrieve the bodies. ‘Waste of resources’ your ass.
Eventually it was Ryder who went back in with a horde of volunteers from the APEX squads and their own team. Kandros just meant that much to the people he led. They found Kandros and Yalona, but there was nothing left of the Daemus siblings. Seeing his body was hard, but it was thanks to him that you were even there to see it. You survived that day and now came the time of later…
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Confession: Showed up on the Nexus, met Kandros, and now I want him to fuck me.
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garoos · 9 months
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Some sexy time for my OC Lori and her Kandros:3
Love drawing them ❤️
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djfatchip · 1 year
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Tiran Kandros 1/∞
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assassins-wasteland · 6 months
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Tiran Kandros has beef with the protestors on the Nexus because he got ganged up on by anti-initiative protestors on Earth
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captastra · 9 months
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To New Beginnings
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Mass Effect: Andromeda Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Tiran Kandros/Female Ryder Characters: Female Ryder, Tiran Kandros, SAM (Mass Effect), Kallo Jath, Cora Harper, Liam Kosta Additional Tags: Budding Love, Pre-Relationship, Fluff, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Friendship Series: Part 5 of Writer's Month 2023 Summary:
Kiara Ryder struggles to process what happened at the Eos Vault, despite the restart being a great success. A chance to chat with Kandros helps her realize she doesn't have to face her problems alone.
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Day 5 of @writersmonth event is up! So excited to share this one since it's my first fic featuring Kiara Ryder!
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shadowthehedgehog1 · 2 years
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Turians and their face markings.
First off: are turian face markings painted on or tattooed on?
Personally, I think they're painted on with permanent ink of some kind, since I can't imagine it's easy or comfortable to tattoo on skin that's attached to bony plates. When you look at Garrus's you can tell some of his markings look like they're faded or cracked in some places. Now I know nothing about tattoos and even less about tattoos on (what i'm guessing) is thick leather-like skin but I'm pretty sure tattoos don't get cracks or fade to the degree Garrus's have. Which leads me to think it's some sort of permanent or long-term ink or dye.
Second of all, why are there so many different face markings and why do some characters that are related have different ones?
I'm going with the theory that when two turians have kids, the children might get a combination of both of the parents' markings, with the child leaning more towards the design of the mother or father depending on the circumstances.
My reasoning behind this is Garrus and his dad Castis. Now, in Andromeda we get to see a clip of Garrus's dad and while it's clear they don't have the exact same markings, they are similar. Both have blue markings that go under both eyes (Garrus's are a little bit thicker compared to his fathers) and both have sharp straight lines on the sides of their head behind their eyes as well (and again, Garrus's are a bit thicker which might be the influence of his mother's markings).
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This is also true for Vetra and Sid. Both have markings that meet at their foreheads, then go down past their eyes and they sweep to the side a bit.
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Tiran and Nyreen, who are cousins, also demonstrate this. You can see a few similar markings between them as well, like the marks meeting in the middle of their mouths and the marking on the outside corners of both eyes.
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The colors might also have something to do with the parents' markings as well, which might be why Vetra and Sid have different color markings, along with Tiran and Nyreen.
(Sorry for my terrible arrows trying to point this stuff out. I'm new to posting stuff on Tumblr)
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saintlethanavir · 1 year
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Hey, I finished some Blorbos for March. Please behold them
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chxrrylime · 11 months
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Entirely out of left field and six years too late, I wrote a ME:A smut drabble...
Kandros x Scott Ryder  ↪ 468 words — 18+ / SMUT
Content tags — cis male dominant Ryder, cis male submissive Kandros, xenophilia, hookups, mention of Scott having fucked an angaran before, dirty talk, teasing, handjobs, and fingering.
“I’ve always had a thing for turians,” Scott purrs, running light fingers over Kandros’ mandibles just to watch them twitch and shudder under the attention.
“Oh, yeah? Just any turian?” Kandros smiles, gripping Ryder’s hips, settling him a little more into his lap. 
“God, no. M’not one of those humans, trust me,” the man hums, “I have a type…”
“Care to inform me?”
“Mmm… I like big crests, and fringes. Makes ‘em look dominant… and, oh, long mandibles, the ones that hook upward in the back—it’s a shame you usually only see them in the women. Like Vetra… woof.”
Kandros chuckles, pressing (what passes as) kisses against Scotts neck, tongue dipping out ever so slightly to dampen the press of his hard lips.
Scott grasps the back of Kandros’ head, pulling him away gently to trace idle fingers over his face markings.
“And I like turians with tattoos, bright ones. I was told once, that markless turians can be… dangerous.”
“Hmm, stereotypical,” Kandros offers, “though, in most cases, very true.”
Scott chuckles, leaning down for a kiss, sucking eagerly on the turian’s pointed tongue. 
“Universally, though…” Scott murmurs, pressing his soft lips to Kandros’ mandible, against his neck (and Spirits, how can a predator's lips—entire body—be so soft?), “I like the small waists.”
Scott smiles, grabbing Kandros hips for emphasis, squeezing the plates there.
“Is that so?”
“And the voices… fuck. Your people, and the angarans, too. They drive me insane. That deep, resonating hum whenever you speak. Or fucking… Jaal. Or Evfra. Makes my cock ache.”
“Sounds like you just have a thing for military men, Ryder,” Krandos purrs, his subvocals vibrating with lust that has Scott’s spine shivering. 
“And did you know,” Scott continues, palm trailing down over Kandro’s scutes, down to his crotch to tease at his pubic plates, fingers between his slick slit, “the Angarans have a, uh, similar form of protection down here?”
Kandros gasps, subvocals twinging as he throws his head back and groans, feeling his cock slowly slipping free as Ryder’s fingers tease.
“They’re a lot softer, without the chitin, like a human woman… but, oh, Kandros,” Scott moans, and the tone makes the turian’s cock pulse, the tip peeking out from his slit, “their slits feel just as good as a turian’s to fuck. Tight and slick, their pretty cocks just as blue, pulsing with that fucking—bioeletric field…”
Kandros’ cock is fully exposed now, Scott stroking the slick member.
“But you know why I’ll always love turians the most?” Scott asks, his fingers trailing down Kandros’ shaft, “the Angaran are so… open. But turians… with all that self control. That discipline. I just love to watch them break.”
Ryder punctuates the statement by slipping two fingers into Kandros’ slit, massaging the sticky walls and making the turian cry out, subvocals oscillating wildly.
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