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goosefoot - goodness
Drabble - Laundry
Flipping the switch and watching the cascade of lights across the ceiling was one thing. It was another to power on one of the washing machines and see the old man's relief. Such a small, unimportant thing, a laundromat in Brooklyn's Flatbush. But even ten years after the war, small and unimportant things meant all the world.
"Thank you," Mister Smithson said. "It was an honor having Commander Shepard help put this place back together."
Shepard smiled somewhat sheepishly. "Think of it as my apology. For busting the windows when I was sixteen."
A different recognition dawned across Smithson's face.
Drabble - References to Classic Literature
"Must feel weird," Kasumi said, sitting on Shepard's desk. "Being here while the Normandy's out there."
The Alliance sent the Normandy scanning the cluster for resources to aid with the relay repair. That meant scouring ever more distant systems, and with communications still spotty, Shepard wouldn't hear from her in weeks.
"I knew what I was in for when I resigned," he said.
"Hopefully Joker isn't away for so long he's declared dead, and you hold an archery contest to choose your next guy."
Whatever that meant went over his head. Shepard stared at her.
"Not an epics guy, huh?"
Drabble - Implied/Referenced Character Death
Shepard stepped through the flaps of his tent. He’d insisted on no special treatment, though the tent city’s administrator likewise insisted on separating him to spare him from constant attention. The tent had only room for a bed, desk, and footlocker, so he’d donated most of his personal possessions from the Normandy.
Shepard sat at the desk and pulled the tiny velvet box out of his pocket. What was a significant expense before the war had become a near-impossible miracle of favors and trades after.
“Till death do us part,” he supposed, applied differently to the two of them.
Drabble - Unconventional Family
(Post-ME3, headcanon-heavy destroy ending)
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“Sometimes,” Joker said, watching the FENRIS mech trot past their door, “a family is a rockstar pilot, the first human Spectre, and a robot dog.”
Shepard joined him on the bed. Their new cabin was a third of the size of the Normandy’s with double the noise from the drive core. “First human Spectre to retire.”
“To ‘retire.’” Joker used finger quotes.
True, Shepard had spent the day helping build a school in Armali. “Family,” however, triggered a short-lived train of thought. Absolutely not. He was already looking after a few hundred kids on Earth. Also, there was Grunt.
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In an attempt to get myself writing regularly again after a long creative dry spell, I combined the Wheel of Names generator and the Ao3 tag generator to create some drabble prompts. Most of them are for original characters, but my finger slipped and I put Shepard on the wheel too oops.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Quickly plugging my Mass Effect fic series, now nominated for a Hugo Award kappa
I’m trying not to let CHVRCHES and Muse dominate my Victor Shepard playlist but they’re giving me pretty good matches for a character who’s been agonizing to pin down in song
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Happy N7 Day! I have nothing new to share for this one, but my in-progress (and very slowly progressing) fic series is still up for your reading pleasure