congratulations on the first show you little shits

No one knew, really, what Shepard had to do to make N7. They talked, they guessed, in the end they just made shit up – but no one knew

In which Yvaine Ryder meets Eliza Shepard. 

Someone who didn’t know better would think Alec Ryder had never been discharged at all, the way he glad-handed across the reception hall, slapping shoulders and shaking hands like he still belonged here, with all the other Alliance types. Yvaine watched him, laughing over champagne like nothing had changed, and shoved her own glass aside before she could do something stupid or embarrassing, like shatter it with a badly-timed corona flare.

The Ryder family name could stand up to a lot, judging by how no one openly rejected her dad, but public displays of idiocy would definitely cross the line.

“I need some air,” she yelled in Scott’s ear. If he heard her over the music, he didn’t act like it. Just kept bobbing his head and making eyes at one of asari across the way.

Good luck with that, Yvaine thought, her throat hot, and headed for the door to the balcony. That’s one of Matriarch Odrade’s acolytes. You’ll have better luck getting inside that volus’ suit than her panties. Or whatever she’s wearing under that dress.

She made it outside just before the headache hit and left her reeling and dizzy and more than a little sick to her stomach. Shit. Not another migraine, not tonight.

Weakness was the one unforgivable sin in this family, she reminded herself, and forced herself to keep walking, even though the lights made her temples pound and her mouth had gone all dry and sour. Sure, she could get her amp replaced, again, but that meant surgery, and recovery time, and she still wasn’t guaranteed a fix.

Dad would tell her to work through the pain, that she could always find a way to succeed, no matter the odds, but then he didn’t have a fucked-up nervous system, did he? And even if he did, with Dad’s luck, he’d just sail through without a headache or any of the other hundred bullshit ways biotics messed with your life.

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Congrats (JB)

Request: You and Jaebum graduated college. His and your parents had a little party for the both of you, then JB came in your room to check you and ended up making out for the first time.
Length: 1,086 words
Genre: Fluff/Suggestive

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being in japan with calum would include

- “But babe its a giant pikatchu why can’t we buy it?!”

- “No Calum Im not going to make you eat the sushi.”

- “And no its not going to eat you either.”

- Him hugging you from behind when your walking down the street

- Having to keep all the boys under control

- “I can’t read that either I don’t speck Japanese.”

- Being at sound check with him before the first show

- Having to comfort Calum because he was nervous something would go wrong before the show

- Giving him a huge hug when he got off stage to congratulate him

- “Babe I did it!” 

- After show sex

- “Michael you little shit since when can you play the piano”

- Calum getting really jealous that Michael met doge

- And he gets jealous when you say the picture of him with a dog is cute so he shows you all the pictures he has with gizmo