Anyway enough seething. Go reblog and compliment your mutuals oc rambles right now. Send them an ask even. If you're feeling avant garde and outrageous send them a dm going "Your ocs are so cool can we play barbies and hit my ocs and your ocs together violently. Or sexually. Or humorously."

Human connection can save you and your creative project I'm dead serious. Having caring people around me has been the biggest legitimate creative motivator

Synthesis

Ship: EDI/Femshep
Rating: Explicit
Word count: 3171
Summary: Shepard doesn't have the processing power to handle the weight of being the galaxy's chosen defender. EDI does.
Snippet:

EDI was a teenager with her first car. She stepped into her — their — cabin and looked at herself in the mirror. She'd spent untold hours looking at Shepard but it was different now, different when she could feel every hair brushing against her forehead, when her skin flashed goosebumps as the AC kicked on. A joke fluttered across Shepard's consciousness. like what you see? Not a thought she would've voiced. But there was no hiding anything from EDI, not anymore.

beautiful came the response, followed by a thesaurus search for other words attractive exquisite handsome stunning. She couldn't quite keep up with EDI's AI processes, but she didn't need to. She'd never considered herself unattractive, but EDI's fascination was satisfying in a way she could not describe. EDI's fingers dug into her mind and came back slick with the memory of her first girlfriend. "Gorgeous," she'd murmured, before nestling between her legs.

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A Long Minute

Pairing: Robert/Steve Cortez

Rating: Explicit

Tags: Trans Robert, Phalloplasty, Anal Sex, Oral Sex, Face-sitting, Honeymoon

Words: 3605

Summary: Robert and Steve have a lazy honeymoon

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Excerpt:

Steve rolled around to face him, resting his wide chin on the soft fuzzy hillock below Robert's chest. Without any real focus, his hands started wandering, kneading lazily at the contours of his trunk, stroking the fine hair of his pits. Steve had a depth to him, well enough to contain striking contradictions. Always in motion, but never restless. Always confident, but never incurious. When they were together, that meant he liked to play.

"Right, forgot about that." Steve brushed his thumb across a nipple. "Today, then? What do you say we rent an EX-10 Cormorant? Rated for air and sea, it can dive almost as well as those birds." He paused as if startled by a sudden thought. "How many G's can you handle?"

Robert held up his hand and pointed to the new gold band on his ring finger. "It's a little late to be asking questions like that." He was what one might call a steady guy, who felt he had no great deficit of adrenaline in his life. What had drawn him to Steve in the first place was the unexplainable certainty that fast could be so slow, his ability to pluck marvels from the mundane as well as his easy command over things that would short-circuit most people. A steep dive in a rented aircraft would be about as placid sunning themselves on the balcony.

Steve's preoccupation with what he could get his hands on had gradually shifted the centre of his weight and though he seemed to move without any particular motive, Robert could feel their bodies responding to each other.

"Do you think about me when you're flying?" he asked, lifting his hip against Steve's nascent erection.

"No. I don't think about anything when I'm flying." He kissed Robert's stomach, pressing his face deep into the soft flesh. He was lower than he'd been a moment before, through no particular effort that either of them had noticed, and he followed it further, tracing his tongue along a darkened line that sloped down Rob's belly. "It's all about feeling," he said, muffled now in the dark bush between his legs.

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telling starving tgirls who complain about no hrt gains to "eat like a teenager" is slightly incorrect; in a sense, she already is eating exactly like a teenage girl. tell her to eat like a healthy teenager

ADHD is only motivated by 5 things:
-urgency
-challenge
-novelty and play
-interest
-being a contrarian little bitch

Doomed Shenko One-Shot, Anyone?

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you were almost turned into a vampire, but before you could be fully turned, the vampire was staked. This left you with a vampire weakness, while still being human.

Spin the wheel to find out your weakness!

thanks @theemmjay for submitting this poll idea!! Seriously it's such a cool concept I love it so much

love when the mutual takes the mutual bait. yes that post was for you. yes it was about our lil guy. thanks for falling for it. I love you