Color Blind - A ME fanfiction

This is my first foray into Mass Effect Fanfiction - it takes place in the ME 2 universe with Garrus, as archangel, on Omega. I hope you like it.

*runs giggling out of the room and faints from abject terror of stepping into a new fandom*

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Color Blind

It was here that he would make his last stand.  And he was fine with it.  It was ironic, after all he was on Omega, which meant the absolute limit of a set, the end, the finale.  Garrus always thought that in another life, he could have been a poet.  Oh, his father would have loved that, he thought with sour humor.

The wind howled around the broken shutters hanging diagonally across the large opaque windows behind him.  The metal jangled and creaked.  Echoing an almost lonely sentiment that left him unsettled.  He’d been pacing.  Never stand stationary for too long, just in case you were being targeted by a sniper.  He of all Turians understood that simple fact.  But it wasn’t self-preservation that kept his legs, thrumming with nervous tension, moving.  If anything, he would have welcomed the shot, if anyone was even out there.  With the latest body count in mind, he doubted it.  No, he was pacing because he was expecting someone.  And they were late. 

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'I didn't think you were … into men with scars.'

Okay, instead of writing I worked on this piece because it has been haunting me. When he first showed Faith his scars I replied that he was ‘always hideous’ :( and I can’t help but think his reaction showed it plainly hurt him. So when she comes on to him and he says this, ugh, my heart. I took it as sincere vulnerability here.  And I had to draw the interaction. Still getting used to drawing him, but I think I’m improving. :)

'I didn't think you were … into men with scars.'

Okay, instead of writing I worked on this piece because it has been haunting me. When he first showed Faith his scars I replied that he was ‘always hideous’ :( and I can’t help but think his reaction showed it plainly hurt him. So when she comes on to him and he says this, ugh, my heart. I took it as sincere vulnerability here.  And I had to draw the interaction. Still getting used to drawing him, but I think I’m improving. :)

Every time I start to soften up while writing, I glance at this picture and then to my note taped to my wall that reads in all capitals: ‘NO RESPITE!’

Every time I start to soften up while writing, I glance at this picture and then to my note taped to my wall that reads in all capitals: ‘NO RESPITE!’

They looked upon him, as painters often do writers, with contempt because he was a layman, with tolerance because he practised an art, and with awe because he used a medium in which themselves felt ill at ease. — W. Somerset Maugham, Of Human Bondage
(I think that goes both ways, for writers and artists.)

TMNT to feature turtles “balls”

mediatonight:

While trailers for the Michael Bay produced TMNT film look promising, all is not well. A source close to the production claims a sequence in the film where April sees Donatello’s ‘balls’ is not likely to be cut. The source described the scene below.

"April is hanging out in the Turtles underground home/lair . Donatello, who is portrayed as the most human like sort of "sexy" of the four is taking a shower. Not realizing he jumps out of the shower - April gasps and does a double take and says something along the lines of "you have those?" . Donatello says something along the lines of "whoa my shell is cold today" before grabbing his boa staff and covering up. It’s a play on the scene from the Sex and the City movie where Samantha catches a man exposing himself after a rooftop shower. April later mentions it in passing to Splinter who says "they are anatomically correct…" or something similar. "

It sounds like a cheap laugh but not totally out of character. Some of the other news of this films potty humor mentions Splinter talking about how hard it is to goto the bathroom in his suit and a pizza party that jokes about “4/20” . 

^ *devilish chuckling* I have no issue with any of this. 

'Love - that small, insignificant dream; that fever, that cannibal; that promise and lie; that question and answer - had to wait.'

I’m typing along, making excellent progress on the next chapter of something and then suddenly, crying, realizing I’m crying, I stop and say to myself,

'Muse, I swear to god, you better not f*cking kill Donnie.’

as I’m listening to Life and Death by Paul Cardell (sad piano tune from Lost) and realize that I think I may be insane.

My muse is being overrun with ideas for Mass Effect centered stories…but alas, I am a youngling in this fandom and fear is keeping me from jumping in - the boys in TMNT are as close to my heart as family and I feel I know them inside and out - not to mention that I want to make a good impression with my first venture into this unknown territory. I am getting ideas to ‘play’ with some of the more rigid characterizations of certain species, *chuckling* I can’t help myself, but I don’t want to get off to a bad start with the fan-base…With TMNT I was confident right off the bat, and am now very comfortable writing them, but with this… I’m still just learning - Do I just jump in?

Because every-single-song I’m listening to, I am getting ideas…for Jeirt (the Salarian), for Grunt (I wanna pair Kelly with him), for Mordin, sigh, and of course for Garrus.

Trepidation is holding me back. (and work load, I have dozens of other stories in the queue in my mind - my muse is rather ambitious!)

So … do I just jump in?

bear1na:

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles by Rod Thornton

bear1na:

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles by Rod Thornton

(via sharkblade)

Oohmg, Garrus is freaking adorable

What is with these guys? Men like Leo, Garrus, *cough my husband cough* they’re so busy being respectful and noble that they don’t see what’s right in front of them. You end up having to be so freaking aggressive to get through their thick honorable heads.  Then they’re like . ..  oh? OH! bahahah!

I actually had to come out and ask someone, 'So … how's your love life?' to make him realize I was interested, and he was like, hm? OH!

Hahahah!! XD It took someone else asking my husband who was just my friend at the time, ‘where’s your girlfriend?’ and he replied, ‘Hm? I don’t have a girlfriend.’ And the lady was like, ‘uh, yeah you do. Can’t you see how crazy she is over you?’ for him to realize that I was interested, really, really interested, despite my many hints, flirtations and attention on everything he’d talk about, lol. Men. Sigh.

But nothing beats: ‘We can test your reach … and my flexibility’ as the come on line of the universe. Holy crap that was hilarious and hot.