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Welcome

@flaine1996 / flaine1996.tumblr.com

To my little corner of the fandom (mainly Mass Effect and Dragon Age)
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No excuse writing meme askbox version: What if for reflection :D. Thanks!

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OKAY so...@springagainafter asked for a POV too and because i am just here for this sort of self-indulgent fan-fic apparently, today (and being enabled by certain enablers), here we have Reflection Aedan's pov of full stop's Kaidan's Horizon What if from the other day. (I'm cheating a little, there aren't a lot of what if's from Reflection that don't end with Aedan doing some unfortunate things and tbh, she’s already in a pretty dark place.)

perhaps perhaps perhaps (what if revisit)

Aedan's just about to gather herself and push him away when suddenly everything...shifts.

Her limbs fall out of her own control and she’s just got the view of his shoulders...shoulders that weren’t this broad the last time she’d been flung over them and tossed into the waves and...jesus fuck…what is he doing?

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since I finished me1 for legendary I wanted to doodle a little dan hyun w her in-game ponytail.... beloved........ imagine you think your alliance service contract is over in a year and you can go back to researching and then boom they make you a spectre

[img ID: my custom shepard with a bob and a small ponytail from the chest up. id graphics such as sentinel, spacer, and sole survivor are overlaid]

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faejilly

nightmares turn to dreams

for @flaine1996​ as part of the @masseffectholidaycheer​
Part 2 of 2: after (fic) [part 2: before (music)]
aka Thane & Kaidan during ME3, and how they’ve dealt with their lives after they met Shepard (background F!Shenko) because how you do a thing matters.

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Hospitals are too damned bright.

This one’s at least got big picture windows, so it’s not all that fake white sterility.

If Kaidan thinks about it too much it makes him feel worse, though, because he’s inside a space station. It’s not real sunlight, it’s not real fresh air, and yet it fools him for a moment every morning when he first looks “outside”, and wants to crack the window to let some of that in.

But the outside’s not much different than the inside, even with all the cultivated plants and water out there. (There are plants and water in here, after all. They’d wheeled him to the atrium as soon as he could manage sitting up, and they let him walk himself there now that he’s a bit more mobile.)

He misses the wind off the seashore, the tang of real pine as the air starts turning cold, the way frost makes the inside of his nose tickle. (It’d be a terrible idea, of course, sitting outside in a Canadian autumn in the shape he’s in, but he wants it, beyond rhyme or reason or logic.)

Or maybe he wants it to be summer, sitting on a porch drinking a cold beer.

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flaine1996

THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THIS IS SO PERFECT IM SCREAMING OHMYGOD IM IN TEARS THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL THANK YO USO MUCH FOR THE TIME AND EFFORT IN MAKING THIS I CANT I HAVE NO WORDS!!!

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