Oh, Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling.

"Is fada an bóthar nach mbíonn casadh ann." - Translates as 'It is a long road that has no turning.' Irish Proverb. Commander Daniel Buchanan 'Buck' Shepard. Independent Mass Effect Blog.

[drogons]

[stilinski-ortiz-deactivated2019]

[unbxwed]

Home Coming.

[is2keelah]

daniel shepard ;;;

His mouth tracked a line over her throat, and a single eye opened at her remark. When he wanted to he could be quite eloquent, a thing many overlooked because of his accent and lax style of dress. Shepard would rather wear a beaten up old leather jacket, plaid and denim than a military uniform any day. A boyish smirk manifested.

“I could come up with a poem or an epic ode to how ya’ make me feel if you wanted. Guaranteed it’d be the cringiest thing you’ve ever heard. Be downright painful to listen to. More painful than watching me dance actually.” 

Given how much of a romantic she was he figured she could appreciate the idea of it. 

        Oh, no. He wasn’t going to kiss him way out of this one ––– not this time. Hands clapped along both sides of his face, pulling him straight back up to her lips. She made sure to look him straight in the eyes. It was far too easy to get lost in them. 

        Tali could only imagine how many others had fallen prey to his good looks and charms. Of course, Shepard had a son, but perhaps there were others since then. It was a possibility that there would be others after her as well. She’d do anything to stop that from becoming a reality. 

        “You know, one of these days I’m going to take you up on that offer. Besides, given all your war time speeches, I’m sure it wouldn’t be all that bad –––” In between their fervent kisses, she managed to breathe out: “I’m beginning to think you’re just using sex as a way to get out of poetry.”

[unbxwed]

The Irishman kissed her teasingly, each one strategically placed to get her a little more warmed up. Shepard would be the first to admit he could be very persuasive when he wanted to be, but he wanted to remind her that she was loved in everything he did. 

Her breathy calls caused him to nuzzle her neck. “There’s a lot o’things I’d use sex to get out of - poetry ain’t one of ‘em.” Buck reassured her with another playful smile. “Roses are red. Violets are blue. My name’s Commander Shepard and I love you.” His smile became stronger, feeling pleased with himself.

“Gimme a few days an’ I’ll have that ode for you." He chortled lightly. 

[agafoshadeschanel]

[sikanapanele-deactivated2018121]

[izkim]

[unbxwed]

May your dreams bring you peace in the darkness, May you always rise over the rain. May the light from above always lead you to love, May you stay in the arms of the angels. May you always be brave in the shadows till the sun shines upon you again. Hear this prayer in my heart and will ne'er be apart, May you stay in the arms of the angels. May you hear every song in the forest and if ever you lose your own way; Hear my voice like a breeze whisper soft through the trees. May you stay in the arms of the angels May you grow up to stand as a man, love with the pride of your family and name. When you lay down your head for to rest in your bed, May you stay in the arms of the angels.

[drogons]

[unbxwed]

Lost Boys.

The shuttle groaned and rocked from the turbulence outside. Lightning flashed, wind raged. The storm was in full swing. Shepard found the racket comforting. He found the noise helped focus his mind. Concentrate on the more important thoughts. 

Twenty four hours had passed since coming back through the Omega 4 Relay. Before he left for Earth, before he returned to his son he wanted to check in with an old friend. He appreciated Liara’s need for space, to regain her bearings. It wasn’t every day you became the head of a massive spy network.

The Broker’s ship came into sight amidst clouds of intense heat. Buck entered the vessel through one of the side entrances. The long corridors were silent, save for the occasional humming from masses of complex technology. He half expected another mercenary to jump from cover and open fire. It was a welcome change of pace. The Commander assumed she knew he was here.

During the firefight they hadn’t had much chance to talk. Now that he trusted she was settled he planned on having a moment to breathe with her. The doors opened with a smooth hiss.

“You around, Liara?” Shepard call out in his thick Irish drawl. He waited for an answer.

[cognosci-m-blog]

“in here. ” called a soft voice, echoing off the metallic walls of the shadow broker’s base. the asari turned away from her glowing consoles, blue velvet skin illuminating within their glow, her blue violet lips highlighted with a smile. “Shepard.” she called upon seeing the figure who entered her lair, the reason behind echoing footsteps. 

“I am glad to see you are alright. Not that I doubted your survival. ” she offered a warm chuckle, arms crossing over chest as she awaited for the man to reach her. head tilted as cerulean eyes watched his careful approach, relaxing the moment the light of her consoles have touched him, securing his identity. One could never be too careful, especially when holding a position has powerful as her own. 

Liara’s arms uncrossed and her smile widened, eyes softening upon the man. “Still, I am glad to see you. What brings you to my base? Has your curiosities gotten the better of you? ”

[unbxwed]

He spotted her by the terminal and grinned at the sight. She was one of the most dedicated people he knew. It figured she’d be working none stop  to make the galaxy a better place. “Feels like I could sleep for a hundred years,” he phrased it like a joke to cover his exhaustion. And yet he knew deep down there was more fighting to come.

“I’m just here to make sure you’ve not turned into a total recluse. Had my intervention speech prepared an’ everything.” Shepard smiled, an easy, relaxed expression that told of how comfortable he was in her presence. Green eyes studied the monitors and flickering lights as he wondered how long it’d been since she’d taken a break.

He leaned against the panel beside her, arms folding. “How’ve you been?” Being more concerned about her well being was easier than thinking about his own. 

[emlary]

(x)

[likeaneonlight]

                                                            “I  love  you,  daddy”                                                      “I  love  you,  Son.”

- Sons of Anarchy: s7e13 - Papa’s Goods

[hunnamsource]

[sikanapanele-deactivated2018121]

[unbxwed]

Lost Boys.

The shuttle groaned and rocked from the turbulence outside. Lightning flashed, wind raged. The storm was in full swing. Shepard found the racket comforting. He found the noise helped focus his mind. Concentrate on the more important thoughts. 

Twenty four hours had passed since coming back through the Omega 4 Relay. Before he left for Earth, before he returned to his son he wanted to check in with an old friend. He appreciated Liara’s need for space, to regain her bearings. It wasn’t every day you became the head of a massive spy network.

The Broker’s ship came into sight amidst clouds of intense heat. Buck entered the vessel through one of the side entrances. The long corridors were silent, save for the occasional humming from masses of complex technology. He half expected another mercenary to jump from cover and open fire. It was a welcome change of pace. The Commander assumed she knew he was here.

During the firefight they hadn’t had much chance to talk. Now that he trusted she was settled he planned on having a moment to breathe with her. The doors opened with a smooth hiss.

“You around, Liara?” Shepard call out in his thick Irish drawl. He waited for an answer.

[fuckyescharlie]

(insp.)

[littledhampiregirl]

“Find what you love and let it kill you.”

[unbxwed]

Home Coming.

[is2keelah]

daniel shepard ;;;

He lived for moments like these, the fleeting, quiet vignettes that made up a life of chaos and wondering whether he’d still be alive the next day. His love for her was a constant, broiling sensation, always bubbling inside him. It rose to the surface every time they had a spare second, a minute to breathe and remember there was more than just survival at stake. 

Shepard pecked her bottom lip, eyes half-lidded. “I can t’ink of plenty of ways to do that. ‘Specially when your suit is off.” He nuzzled her neck, inhaling the aroma of her body. He left a trail of teasing kisses along the nape, working his way down the black lines etched into her skin.

He was warm, cosy and drunk on the way she made him feel. A heat crackled in his head. Buck found her lips again, kissing his lover with greater urgency. 

        No matter how happy and elated she felt, there was always a lingering wonder… it faltered their kiss for a moment. What if this was it? What if this was the last night they ever shared together? Her stomach muscles began to seize in the very pit. His soft skin would grow cold, never again placing heart-felt touches along the curvatures of her frame. Tali wanted so desperately to push the intrusive thoughts away, though they ached, and they ached… and they ached. 

        Their noses gently bumped and nuzzled past each other. His kisses were drunk on infatuation, though she knew better than to believe that was all. Shepard loved her, truly… though she lingered on the thought of the pace of their relationship. Would she have fallen for him so hard if there was no pressure of the end of the world closely tugging at her heels? 

        “I bet you could, but that makes me think that you can’t think of anything else –––” her voice feigned mock offence. 

[unbxwed]

His mouth tracked a line over her throat, and a single eye opened at her remark. When he wanted to he could be quite eloquent, a thing many overlooked because of his accent and lax style of dress. Shepard would rather wear a beaten up old leather jacket, plaid and denim than a military uniform any day. A boyish smirk manifested.

“I could come up with a poem or an epic ode to how ya’ make me feel if you wanted. Guaranteed it’d be the cringiest thing you've ever heard. Be downright painful to listen to. More painful than watching me dance actually.” 

Given how much of a romantic she was he figured she could appreciate the idea of it. 

[valkyras-blog]