Please imagine long after the war, Shepard and Garrus pick up dancing as a hobby. Since their little tango on the citadel, they’ve longed to experience it again - the way their bodies moved together, how it expressed emotions better than words could, how it felt like it was just them.
For someone who could never really dance by herself, Shepard’s a quick learner when it comes to dancing with the one she loves and trusts above any other.
They enjoy it so much they decide to enter a dancing competition. Something different, but rewarding. And at every show, no matter what style the dance is or even if they stuff up, they captivate the audience. There’s just something about the two of them dancing together, something so intimate, so real, so… right.
They don’t care if they win. They try, sure, but at the end of the day, they just enjoy the experience as a couple. They couldn’t ask for more.
Please imagine Shepard and Garrus having many, many children. Imagine those children growing up happily and also having many, many children. Imagine Shepard and Garrus being there for every single event in each of their lives. Imagine them all getting together for family dinner on a monthly basis at Shepard and Garrus’, all the grandchildren running around and playing together while everyone else catches up. Imagine them being one big happy family.
And please imagine Garrus getting dog-piled by all the children - and some cheeky adults - via Shepard’s influence.
My original piece that started all of my ME family drawings. Garrus is the best space husband and would have made my femShep very happy if we ever got that happy ending. Alas this was only to be a dream.
So guess who just embraced the shakarian ship and is now going to stop their playthrough of ME3 that they were halfway finished with and is now going back to ME1 to eventually get to date the bird man in the second game because they have problems and have to start with the first game or else they will drive themselves completely mad?