Jan 4
Hot air’s tickling her clavicle and then settling to cool in the hollow of her throat, and she doesn’t need to dip her chin down to know that there’s a face mushed into her neck. She can’t, anyway; he’s in the way.
something possessed me to draw this scene from -> dreamt a cipher :')
speedpaint over on patreon
#mass effect#shakarian#shepard x garrus#femshep#garrus vakarian#shakarian fic#artists on tumblr#illustration#digital painting#cipher tag#first name shepard last name shepard#milkyart#THE SWEETIE PEAS....#aughhhhh....#there's only one bed trope you say? I raise you there's enough beds and this one is TOO SMALL and they share it anyway despite REDACTED!!!#I'm normal about my fic#also idk why I painted this. a whole ass painting.#starting out it was going to be an unpolished little thing because I figured no one cares about this lol but here it is. a painting.#notice the REDACTED datapad on the table :)#had to design the blackwatch undersuit for him#let's all pretend the chapter doesn't give a different blanket configuration -- I didn't do all that work just to cover it LOL
