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Keep that gun locked away Locked away boy Well you know you're an angry young man Going in town with six rounds You're sure to be hell bound That house you've got is built on the sand
Commander Daniel Buchanan 'Buck' Shepard. Lion Of Elysium. Smart ass. Independent Mass Effect rp blog.
Guidelines | Dossier | Commander's Log
Storyline driven and banter accepted.
Crossover and NSFW friendly.
Friendly mun.
Samara
“Hell of a view.” The Commander said, eyes taking in the sight of the endless void of stars that she looked out upon in the observation deck of The Normandy. Easy to get lost in the infinity of the galaxy if you stared long enough.
“Have time to talk, Samara?” Shepard came away from the door, standing at the end of the bay window.
𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐞 !
do you want a certain kind of ship with my muse ? check out the key below & send me a symbol to tell me what kind of ship you want ! note : my muse = blog owner’s muse / your muse = sender’s muses
romantic relationships !
💘 friends to lovers ❣️ enemies to lovers 💜 love at first sight 💙 slow burn 💚 skinny love 💔 exes to lovers again 🖤 on again , off again
familial relationships !
🌼 older sibling 🌺 younger sibling 👭 twins 🌻 friends like siblings 🍃 cousins 🌵 parental
friend relationships !
☀️ best friends 🌦 enemies to friends 🌈 friends since childhood ⛅️ friends of circumstance ☁️ school friends 🌩 friends from traumatic experiences
enemy relationships !
🔪 friends to enemies 💣 stole something from my muse 🔦 stole something from your muse 🗡 bullied my muse 🔫 bullied your muse ⚔️ family feud 🛠 fueds between mutual friends ❌ guilty by association
soft interactions inbox memes ♡ a series of action prompts for your lovey-dovey needs. feel free to change anything as needed. happy writing!
my muse = the recover’s muse, your muse = the asker’s muse
[ crawl ] for your muse to crawl into bed with mine
[ flower ] for your muse to offer my muse their favourite flower/s
[ slow dance ] for your muse to ask my muse to slow dance
[ gift ] for your muse to surprise my muse with a gift (& bonus if you add what the fit is).
[ homemade gift ] for your muse to make my muse a gift ( & bonus if you add what the fit is )
[ serenade ] for your muse to sing to my muse
[ embrace ] for your muse to pull my muse into a tight embrace
[ caress ] for your muse to gently run their hand down my muse’s face
[ caught ] for your muse to catch my muse wearing their shirt
[ love letter ] for your muse to give my muse a love letter they wrote for them
[ boop ] for your muse to boop my muse on the nose
[ date? ] for your muse to ask my muse to go on a date
[ confess ] for your muse to confess their feelings to my muse
[ sleepy ] for your muse to slowly fall alseep on my muse’s lap
This blog is predominately RP based and OOC stuff will be kept to a minimum. But for those who’re interested in such things I’d like to share news of my upcoming horror western debut novella AT THE DEAD OF DUSK, which comes out on 24th August.
I’m sharing it for a few reasons:
RP has helped me to perfect my writing over the years and build towards publishing my first stand alone fiction story.
Andrezej Sapkowski and The Witcher universe has given me valuable lessons in world building.
I’m fucking excited.
What’s the novella about?
AT THE DEAD OF DUSK is set in the world of The Frontier, a grim dark weird western world of legendary gunslingers and monsters.
A story on the nature of monsters, duty and alienation, the novella follows famed Quester and Hammer of The Witches Clay McNab. In self-exile, McNab has abandoned his Order and fallen on hard times.
When a lucrative job comes calling, McNab is thrust back into a world of darkness and magic for one last ride.
Forced to transport a young woman across dangerous terrain, McNab must face down an ancient witch, countless horrors and the very Order he swore to serve. All that pales in comparison to facing the darkest parts of himself and coming to terms with a past he vowed he’d left behind.
If that sounds like something you’d enjoy reading you’re welcome to pre-order the novella here and here.
You can also find out more about the Tales Of The Frontier series over on the Tumblr website, which features more on the world, characters, history etc.
Liara
“Almost don’t recognise the place. It’s weird not having mercs shoot at us around every damn corner.” Shepard quipped, soaking in the peace and quiet of the ship that had once belonged to the old Shadow Broker.
The new one was much more his speed.
“How’re you settling in, Liara?” A bright smile adorned rugged features, warmth mixing with the thick Irish brogue that fell from his lips.
She certainly had her hands full with everything – nearly infinite information at her fingertips. Mountains of history, of secrets, and all of it worth it. So busy in fact, she nearly missed the Commander’s question. A force of habit, Liara straightened up to look at him, her smile was small, but content.
“Well enough,” she replied, “There’s a lot here – I’m looking through all of it, but it’s taking quite some time. Thank you, Shepard, for your help. I couldn’t have done this without your help.”
He watched her scanning the screens, the intensity in her expression. The look of a woman deep in the weeds and discovering new things every moment. No wonder she needed to draw herself back.
"Happy to oblige. Just don't go an' become a shady recluse who hoards all the secrets of the galaxy to herself. That's all I ask." The playfulness in his smile remained.
"Had some downtime and thought I'd check in. Looks like you could do with a break too."
unbcwed:
He saw her go through the motions of protocol, the stiffness in her shoulders. He felt the same barrier that’d existed between them on Horizon, the uncertainty, a chasm that’d widened. One he hoped to bridge.
“At ease,” he said, reeling off the formality on instinct, making it clear this wasn’t a superior officer talking to a subordinate. Buck wondered if she’d still find comfort in the routine of rank all the same.
“Plenty of cardio. Perks of running from battle to battle.” He quipped, using humour as much as a defence mechanism as to try and ease the tension.
“Heard on the grapevine you were promoted. Congrats. Well deserved.” He added, sincere.
Put at ease, Ashley’s hand falls back to her side, though she remains standing for the moment now. It’s hard, to see Shepard again. She’s never been a word person and this circumstance makes it difficult to find them now.
“Of course. I’d expect nothing less, sir.” A part of her nearly falls back into habit of calling him ‘skipper’ , though she stops herself in time. Damn. She wets her lips and nods with a small smile.
“Yeah, Lieutenant-Commander. It seems like the old Williams’ curse is finally leaving. Figured I’d really top out at Gunnery Chief but… I’m grateful for it.” The sounds of the cafeteria fill the quiet, thankfully, though she knows she can’t let the air between them just settle into silence. “I figured they were keeping you under lock and key, Commander. That’s… why I’m surprised to see you.”
Constant firefights created their own kind of communication. The type of unspoken body language that helped to cover someone's else ass and vice versa. Shepard had picked that up in all the battles he'd fought alongside Ash and he sensed a slight easing in her stance.
"Lock and key, a lot of ropes and a biotic barrier," he quipped, encouraged that he could dispel the tension with more humour. "That's real good, Ash. Well deserved an' something your old man would be proud of."
Buck recalled the stories she'd told of him of her family, of her father, her grandfather and the proud military traditions of the Williams clan. He wanted her to see he genuinely cared, that he remembered the moments that mattered to her.
"Guess this means we'll be seeing each other around a lot more. Ain't the worst thing in the world."
unbcwed:
“How’re you holding up? All that shit with your sister…well, must’ve given you a lot to think about.” Shepard stood in the doorway to her cabin, leaning against the wall. Family dynamics got complicated at the best of times. Everything they’d done to make sure her sister was safe took it to a whole new level.
She’d asked him for help and he’d done everything he could. All he could do now was get a measure of how she was feeling.
Miranda shook her head, but still let a brief smirk cross her features. She wished things had been SIMPLER. She wished Niket hadn’t betrayed her this easily. She wished her life wasn’t a mess, but now that Oriana was safe, she would be concentrated for the mission. That was all Shepard needed to know.
“Oriana is safe. Thank you, Shepard. I’m glad I talked to her, anyway.” She admitted, keeping her smirk on her features.
"Aye. Felt like a damn mess but the main thing is that she's safe." Putting hands into his pockets, the Commander tilted his head, holding her gaze.
"You planning on keeping in touch? Ain't a bad thing knowing there's family out there you can talk to when shit gets rough."
“Things and people are not what we wish them to be nor what they seem to be. They are what they are.”
— Epictetus
characters reassuring each other + sentence starters
''am i gonna be safe with you?'' ''always.''
''are you okay with this?''
''i trust you.''
''can i kiss you?''
''kiss me.''
''does that hurt?''
''please, continue.''
''are you okay with me kissing you?''
''can i kiss you?''
''you can always come talk to me.''
''is something bothering you?''
''don't stop.''
''i want you to kiss me.''
''is that okay with you?''
''do you trust me?'' ''always.
''i feel safe with you. i always have.''
''i'm extremely okay with this.''
''you matter so much to me.''
''i like spending time with you.''
''you make me the happiest i've ever been.''
''this thing we've got going on, it's pretty nice.''
''i'm here for you, no matter what.''
''is that okay?''
''are you comfortable?''
''you can always call me.''
''i need you to know that you can always come to me.''
''even if it's in the middle of the night, i'll be there. so don't hesitate. just call me.''
''i love you.''
''you're the best thing that has ever happened to me.''
''take your time. i'll be here when you're ready.''
''you'll wait for me?'' ''for as long as i need to.''
''we don't need to rush things.''
''the last thing i want to do is force you into something you're not ready for.''
''you make me feel safe.''
''hey, it's all right.''
''i'm right here with you.''
''i'll always be there for you. don't you ever doubt that.''
''i like being here with you. it's nice.''
Same girl, same.
Miranda
“How’re you holding up? All that shit with your sister…well, must’ve given you a lot to think about.” Shepard stood in the doorway to her cabin, leaning against the wall. Family dynamics got complicated at the best of times. Everything they’d done to make sure her sister was safe took it to a whole new level.
She’d asked him for help and he’d done everything he could. All he could do now was get a measure of how she was feeling.
We’re almost finished.
