Anonymous: Query: A lot of people have gone into great detail as to why Garrus is emotionally/mentally attractive, which I totally agree with - but how about physically?
Garrus is all curves and lines; harmonious contrast. The sharp line of fringe and sweeping curve of cowl. Smaller out of armor, his broad shoulders are still a stark, attractive contrast to the alien-slim taper of his waist. Even the scars only highlight how well the rest of his face is made, how expressive the uninjured mandible, how elegant the unbroken turian-blood-blue sweep of his markings across silvery plates. They make dearer by comparison that which was almost lost entirely.
The lean, lethal height of him, every movement an object lesson in economy of motion, at least until he’s flustered and betrayed by mandible twitches and fidgeting hands.
Or how about those hands themselves? Also lean, also lethal. But gentle, too. Steady, whether reaching for a rifle or flying over a console or gripping Shepard’s fingers in his. He’s a top-ranked hand-to-hand specialist, but those fingers are equally capable of tenderness. All the incidental touches may begin tentatively, but eventually he’s as confident reaching for Shepard’s hand or looping an arm around Shepard’s waist or caressing Shepard’s cheek as he is unholstering a pistol.
Movement itself, whether it’s on the battlefield or the dance floor, whether it’s a back-bending kiss or the simplicity of foreheads brought together in mute solidarity. The juxtaposition of a cocky swagger and nervously shifting foot to foot, and the fact that one of these does not make the other impossible.
The particular shade of his eyes, icy but not cold, unless your death’s looking back at you out of them. Then, perhaps, they are the ninth circle of Dante’s hell, and you’d best hope you’re not a traitor. Earn their trust, though, and that sharp gaze will watch your back forever. More. They’ll notice when you’re down, when you’re tired, when you’ve had all you can take. They’ll look at you like they can’t believe their own luck. They’ll look at you like you’re the most beautiful gift the galaxy’s ever given them. And then one of those hands’ll reach out and hold you up for a while.
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imagine robots snuggling.
imagine robots trying to cuddle with things because they’re mimicking the way humans show affection and they want to express affection too.
imagine robots snuggling humans very gently so as not to crush the fleshy humans body with their metal limbs.
imagine robots snuggling other robots.
imagine robots trying to imitate other human acts of affection like hand holding and lil nose kissies.
imagine robots snuggling