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"Gilt and Vetinari shared a look. It said: While I loathe you and every aspect of your personal philosophy to a depth unplummable by any line, I’ll credit you at least with not being Crispin Horsefry."
-Going Postal, Terry Pratchett, 2004 (via mzminola)


I love looking at mass effect timelines and putting it into a human perspective.

Example, Aria T’loak arrived at Omega when Jack the ripper was tormenting London.

Another example, the Krogan rebellions ended just before the viking period.

Samara realised that her daughter were Ardat-Yakshi…

Anonymous: ► Go give liselletloak a hug.


Activating her omni-tool, the purple-skinned crime lord radioed her Batarian right-hand. “Bray, go get Liselle. I have….something to give her.”By the time her daughter arrived in the queen’s private quarters, Aria was facing the window, watching the ships that soared by in a gray blur. “Come over here, Liselle,” The Asari instructed, icy hues never drifting from the spectacular view of the mining station. “One day all of this is going to be yours,” Aria began, arms crossing over her chest as she spoke. “It’s not going to be easy running Omega. There will be times when you’ll have to make decisions that may sacrifice lives or resources. Sometimes they will be enemies, sometimes they’ll be innocents…sometimes friends or… lovers,” Aria paused, her gaze drifting as the memory of a green-eyed huntress came to mind. “And every step of the way people are going to scrutinize you. They’ll whisper behind your back; they’ll despise you and try to destroy you. You can’t trust anyone. And if you do, always have the upper hand. Being a pirate queen is a solitary road…you’re going to have to accept the fact that you’ll be alone.”

Turning towards her daughter, the Asari syndicate let her gaze wander over Liselle’s features. Aria offered Liselle a half smile, those pale eyes of hers displaying a rare softness. “It isn’t so bad though…especially when the credit chits start pouring in.” Pulling the slim Maiden into a tight embrace, Aria ignored the awkwardness in her gesture, pushing away the desire to tense up and pull away. Outward displays of affection was never really her thing…but somehow the queen sensed being a father meant more than just words sometimes. “There’s going to be a day when you don’t have to hide the fact that you’re my daughter. I wish I could be alive to see it.”

After a short time Aria pulled away, reaching for a glass of Noverian brandy resting on the table. Turning back towards the window, the Asari syndicate downed the liquid, enjoying the slow burn as it went down her throat. “Make sure no one sees you on the way out.”

[Lmfao this request is adorableeeee. <3 I decided this is post ME3 and Aria knows Liselle is alive. Since…I MAKE THE RULES GODDAMNIT.]