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[text]:I'm sitting on our balcony drunk. And in my underwear. Our relationship with our neighbors may improve. [blondebiotic]
[text » 'Beautiful Lover'] I suppose there are others lucky enough to see the great Commander Shepard in her brassiere besides myself. Just be careful not to fall off, don't want the neighbors to swoon over your boyfriend Archangel saving you.
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blondebiotic replied to your post:;;garrus dripping chocolate on his chest, and...
[I think Gar would be like ‘excuse u that was my chocolate’]
[[omg i just laughed so hard. he'd only say that to a select few tho, maybe like Joker. *Shifty* but like to Hill, I feel like he would still, and think to himself. "omg omg are we having sex? is she initiating sex? IS THIS SEX!? Oh, she's just wiping it off for me, Hill must be hungry. I should probably go get her something from the mess hall, while I'm there I'll check on the Thannix Cannon, I mean a little calibrating couldn't hurt while waiting to get her food. I think I might go calibrate the guns now.]]
[[GAR LAUGHS AT HIS OWN JOKES]]
always Gar & Hill.
Send me a ship and I’ll tell you who
collects rocks: Garrus, let’s be real he’s a dork.
takes pictures of the other while they’re asleep: Both Hillary and Garrus. I have a new headcanon now: Garrus takes a picture as soon as he thinks Hill’s asleep, but then he lays down and Hill takes a picture of him, she pretends to go back to sleep and they keep taking pictures of each other not knowing the other is actually awake.
gets drunk and breaks shit: Neither.
can’t swim: Garrus. (Turians don’t swim, so it’s natural he can’t either even as a human.)
remembers to feed the fish: Neither, not even Yeoman Kelly Chambers.
puts up Christmas decorations in November: Hillary.
sends inappropriate texts and SnapChats while the other is in a meeting: Hillary, Garrus would probably just send her simple questions he could figure out on his own just to annoy her. He doesn’t even know how to ‘nude’.
makes Sims just to drown them in the pool: Garrus.
brings the other coffee at work: Both.
takes gym locker room selfies: GARRUS.
signs them up for tennis lessons and a salsa-making class: Garrus, oh and Tango dance lessons.
forgets to charge the other’s iPad and leaves it dead on the coffee table: Hillary, because she like to annoy Garrus with being technology-illiterate.
five times kissed (blondebiotic) [you totes saw this coming]
The First Time: Hillary wanted to test her flexibility with Garrus’ reach, when the time game and they were about to board the Collector ship he was prepared with wine and well—a not so great looking suit (Hey, Hillary happens to dig the plain white button down with slacks thing). After a moment of clarity and realizing what would happen, they touched and shared their first kiss Garrus would never forget.
Over A Chess Game: This occurred when Garrus and Hillary were relaxing with a game of chess. Garrus always found Hillary to be incredibly sexy but watching her think and strategically move her pieces always roused a fruitful desire within him, so he kissed her—interrupting the game.
The Second Meeting: Hillary found a way back into Garrus’ life and he knew they would never be separated. Although he asked if their relationship was still standing while calibrating the ship’s gun, Hillary assured him that he was the only man for her—presenting him with a seal by her lips.
Wedding Bells: The time came when the galaxy felt safe enough to finally tie the knot, Hillary in her elegant gown and Garrus nervously shifted in his tux. When he saw his wife walk down the aisle traditionally like times before his heart thumped, he wasn’t sure if he was going to even make it. Once the Volus officiator announced they were husband and wife Garrus thought his knees were going to give out, feeling faint. Luckily his wife was there to catch him and kiss him in a loving embrace.
The First Born: When the baby was born, Hillary was asleep. He didn’t want to disturb her but he couldn’t resist how beautiful she looked on the medical bed. Hillary didn’t wear any make-up, her hair tied back and her natural hair color—brunette—made her face look full and peaceful. As he held their child he leaned in to kiss her, glad she had made it—through everything they’ve accomplished.
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blondebiotic replied to your post:I heard you enjoy DP
"That doesn’t sound satisfying at all."
"I'm craving a post-calibrations snack."
blondebiotic for the ship meme
Who was the one to propose: Garrus,
Who stressed more over wedding planning: Hillary.
Who decorated the house: Hillary.
Who does the cooking: Hillary, Garrus only knows how to make pancakes and that's it.
Who is more organized: Both.
Who initiates bedroom fun: Probably neither, or Hillary. But mostly they're too Nerdy to even catch on to things.
Who suggested kids first: Garrus.
Who’s more dominant: Garrus.
Who’s the cuddler: Both.
Who’s the big spoon/little spoon:. Well Garrus spoons the hell out of Hillary.
What’s their favorite non-sexual activity: Chess.
Who cooks: Hillary.
Who comes home drunk at 3am: Both.
Who kills the spiders: Their guns.
Who falls asleep first: Garrus.
A head canon: Whenever Garrus takes a selfie Hillary photo-bombs him.
Their relationship summed up in a gif:
Do they have any “rituals”? Not really.
Who is louder? Neither, well Garrus just talks a lot during the "do".
Who is more experimental? Neither.
Who takes more risks? Hillary.
Do they fuck or make love? They'd rather stay up all night playing board games before ending up having sleepy sex.
Lights on or off? Both.
Who is more likely to be caught masturbating? Garrus, Hillary is too much of a prude.
Who is more likely to suggest a threesome? Joker.
Who comes first? Garrus is a gentleman, Hillary does of course!
Who is better at oral and who prefers it? Garrus truly enjoys pleasing Hillary, and he really enjoys pleasuring his partner orally. So let's just say he prefers to do it, AND he's good.
Who is more submissive? Hillary isn't exactly submissive but she isn't dominant either so... Neither.
Who usually initiates things? Hillary.
Who is more sensitive? Hillarrryy.
Who has the most patience? Hillary.
Which kinks do they share? Doge memes right before they get down to their underwear.
The Fall || Hillary and Garrus
[ blondebiotic ]
She wasn't waking up.
Hillary hadn't gotten any sleep ever since running into Ashley on the Citadel, Udina fooling them all. Shepard didn't shoot the soldier she saved on Eden Prime--why would she? Things hadn't been the same since the beginning Garrus had noticed, but why would they be? There were so many questions he asked himself as he laid beside the woman he had fallen in love with not-so-shortly after their second greatest encounter. He had considered her as a great ally upon joining her crew, boarding the Normandy and stopping Saren from advancing any further with his Geth and destroying all that was in this galaxy. The Citadel suffered, many died heroically during the war but he, he survived right along side Shepard. Garrus could remember the Turian's body shed into a mutated and synthetic being, his face haunting. Once it was over everything felt at ease. Life was getting better and yet they still had many thing to take care of. Then there was the Collector Ship...
Garrus slid out of bed after pushing away her hair behind her ear as she slept on her side, he went to go get her water. Deliberating turning the nozzle up high for heavy pressure so that maybe she might wake.
Omega. He was Archangel and she was a ghost. Garrus probably wouldn't had survived the three major mercenary groups if it wasn't for her. Though, he held them off pretty well until she came, but the face he saw when he was dying on the floor of that room... He saw her face, and he knew he had loved her.
