dude, being addicted to fanfiction is so weird. You stay in front of your computer for hours a day reading different versions of those same characters falling in love and fucking again, again, again and again. And yet, we’re looking for more, creating more, making fanarts because, apparently, nothing in the world is more fulfilling than fictional love, the love we cannot have. That’s either inspiring or unsettling. Or both.
i really like thinking of kaidan alenko as a panromantic demisexual. i think he could find people of all genders/species attractive, but it takes an emotional connection for him to want physical intimacy.
he’s pulled to shepard first by the smallest things. the slight lisp they speak with. the self-deprecating humor. their vulnerability when they walk out of their cabin first thing in the day cycle, kaidan already up and poking at that damned tech panel — they stretch, and scratch their head, and offer kaidan a smile that hasn’t yet been hardened by battle or politics.
and kaidan falls in love with that smile.