May 9
SR1 Normandy Crew
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SR1 Normandy Crew
commander shepard tries exposure therapy
Olivia Shepard, Orchard, ca. 1934, oil on canvas, 30 x 33 in. (76.1 x 83.8 cm.), Smithsonian American Art Museum, Transfer from the U.S. Department of Labor, 1964.1.53
In celebration of Commander Shepard's birthday, resharing a couple of my old ME fics.
Life on Delay
Rated M
femshap/Kaidan Alenko
Two years gone, Shepard returns, but a lot has happened and not everything is as she left it.
Nuts and Bolts
Rated M
femshep/Thane Krios, femshep/Samantha Traynor
These are the adventures of Lena Shepard, engineer, survivor of Mindoir and Akuze, and Commander of the Normandy. Written for Fictober 2018, a collection of loosely related snippets about Magdalena “Lena” Shepard. Takes place over the Mass Effect trilogy.
Note, you do need to be signed in to AO3 to be able to read them.
Snippet Sunday Wednesday
Tagged by @swaps55 like two weeks ago but my life is a chaos fire!
Since it's not actually Sunday anymore, I'm future tagging @ad-astra13, @cr-noble-writes, @elaadens, and anyone else who wants to have an excuse to post immediately come Sunday morning.
From The Great Rewrite of Crosshairs
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Ashley blindly sprays bullets behind her as she runs, hoping to god her shields hold till she finds cover.
Everything went to shit over the god forsaken dig-site with the old Prothean beacon. At least, that’s what she thinks she heard the LT, god bless his unlucky soul, call it. She’s not a scientist, she’s a marine.
Right now, she’s a royally screwed marine.
She slams into a rock and rolls behind it for cover, praying to god that the heat sink on her gun cycles in time to lay down cover fire. Her HUD is haywire, Henrick is also dead so there’s no getting her HUD fixed, and it’s just her and what seems like an entire fucking platoon of geth come to wreck shit up on Eden Prime for an old rock. Right now, she fucking hates scientists.
“Come on, baby,” she murmurs as the vents on her gun continue to cycle.
She’s long since run out of grenades.
She hasn’t crapped her heat sink like this since Basic.
Her gun finally cycles, but before she can even swing out to shoot, the sharp crack of a sniper rifle sings through the canyon and Ashley whoops for joy. The geth that had been honing in her rock is dead on the ground, though Ashley puts a bullet in the head for good measure, just as the sniper rifle sings again.
Another geth near her position collapses and a third geth is enveloped in a shimmering field before being unceremoniously hurled over the edge of the cliff.
Between her rifle and the unseen helpers, they make short work of the remaining geth. Sabotage mines, more biotics, and even more cracks of the sniper. The cavalry has arrived!
Two marines file out of the canyon, and Ashley glances behind them to look for the stragglers, but there aren’t any. She’s completely thrown when she returns her gaze back to the two marines and realizes Commander Fucking Shepard, War Hero of the Blitz, is the one in the lead. Fucking Alliance gold standard. And now she’s standing there right in front of Ashley, with a biotic marine watching her flank like nothing’s gonna get past him alive. Considering the pyrotechnic display, Ashley rather believes the marine — the Lieutenant — will put a bullet or a biotic punch in whatever tries to get past him. Nothing’s gonna touch the Commander’s six on his watch.
“Thank you, Commander,” Ashley says by way of greeting. “You pulled my ass out of the fire. Gunnery Chief Ashley Williams of the 212.” She glances at the LT again, then salutes the Commander. “Or what’s left of it.”
Shepard dismisses her salute with a casual wave. “Are you wounded, Williams?”
“A few scrapes and bruises. Nothing serious,” she says, and realizes she’s touching the blood on her armor by the way the LT is looking at her. She drops her hands. The blood isn’t hers. “The others… weren’t so lucky.”
“I’m Lieutenant Kaidan Alenko,” the LT says, “let’s get you checked out just in case.”
Ashley nods and let’s the Lieutenant do his thing. Biotic and a medic. Hell of a six to have.
“Is it just you two?” she asks him while he syncs her hardsuit to his, adding her bio-feeds to his HUD.
Alenko nods, but his lips thin momentarily behind his helmet. “Was three,” he says.
The Commander is nowhere to be seen, so Ashley twists and finds her scouting the perimeter, inspecting the downed geth. The Commander stops when she reaches the bend, and Ashley knows precisely what it is she’s looking at. “Dragon’s teeth,” she says.
Alenko looks up at her from his omni-tool. “What?”
Ashley jerks her head towards Shepard. “The Commander just saw the Dragon’s Teeth.”
Alenko will see them soon enough, too. Ashley’s seen too many. And it’s only been two hours since everything began. Two hours ago, she had a unit. Now the whole area’s choked with death and gunfire and Dragon’s Teeth mutilating their dead.
“You’re good, Gunny.”
“Hmm,” she says. “Don’t feel good.”
“No,” Alenko replies after a moment, “nobody would.”
Shepard does Fornax
Thank you so much @ambellinaleander , you're an absolute wizard ❤️
Finished B&W sketch commission for @charlatron with her wonderful Olivia Shepard and younger Hackett q////q
the lighting in kasumi’s room is nice too!