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[jshepard]

Kaidan: There’s the AA Gun. One of us is going to have to shut it down.

#i love bringing james to this mission JUST for this lmao. #john's little headshake. #╰ ● / character . ( john shepard . ) #tbt /

[jshepard]

I miss having your Shepard on my dash.

awww. i'll be back at some point. can't really guesstimate when, but, it'll be at some point lmao. i miss john but i don't have much mass effect muse atm unfortunately. thank you for caring about my portrayal, though. ♡

#this is kind. #i appreciate it. #ooc. #save tag.

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here’s a little official hiatus post. i’ll be back when i’m back. for now you know where to find me.

#hiatus notice. #tbd.

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the pay off must feel good when it comes to anti-troy baker shit huh?

you have no idea lmao.

#he's a scummy person and a shitty human being and it makes me so happy he's being called out and that his shit is finally being recognized. #can't stand that man!!! #mobile ooc.

[jshepard]

*   alenkoh​   .

It was no secret that the last thing John wanted was to be taken care of. To be coddled or treated like he needed help. And normally, Kaidan didn’t go anywhere near that. They were equals in the relationship. Always there for each other when they needed it, but never forcing their partner to accept help when they didn’t want it.

However.

Considering John had literally just survived a second suicide mission, and Kaidan was honestly amazed that they were both still alive to even have this conversation? He figured he was entitled to a little extra taking care of his boyfriend. At least until he was fully healed up.

“Oh yeah.” He confirmed, a breathy laugh falling from his lips as he leaned back, letting his feet cross in front of him at the ankles as they sat there for a moment. “But it’s kinda nice, you know? I’ve been finding things I had forgotten about. Like, hey, you remember the menu we uh..borrowed from that little place on the citadel with the steak sandwiches? That was stashed in one of the drawers in your quarters.”

Kaidan’s smile falters for a moment as he remembers why he had found it. “Before I knew you were here, no one was sure. I wouldn’t let anyone else into your room. Didn’t feel right. I hope you don’t mind I was the one cleaning it up?”

admittedly,  john  didn’t  remember  much  of  what  he’d  stashed  into  certain  drawers  of  his  cabin.  but,  of  course,  that  could  be  partially  blamed  on  the  war...  his  head  was  focused  on  the  mission,  and  not  much  else.  there  was  room  for  kaidan  and  very  brief  bonding  with  the  rest  of  the  crew,  but  he  couldn’t  seem  to  stop  his  spiraling  thoughts  enough  to  simply  relax.  the  coma  they  put  him  in  was  the  most  sleep  he’d  gotten  in  however  long  it  had  been.

❝     yeah,  that’s  fine,     ❞     he  replies,  giving  kaidan  a  small  smile.  there  wasn’t  too  many  things  around,  and  besides  his  service  medal  and  the  picture  of  kaidan  that  sat  beside  his  stack  of  datapads,  there  wasn’t  much  else  he  wanted  to  bring  to  earth  with  him.  he  wondered  how  the  fish  and  his  hamster  fared  during  the  final  battle,  when  joker  pulled  off  the  evasive  maneuver  of  the  millennium.       

❝     —     how’s  the  hamster     ?     ❞     he  finds  himself  asking...  it  was  just  a  hamster,  but  he’d  gotten  quite  close  to  the  little  guy.

john  fixated  his  attention  on  kaidan,  blue  eyes  shifting  once  to  the  brace  on  his  knee,  the  way  it  itched  his  skin  underneath,  the  way  he  couldn’t  do  anything  about  that.  he  wonders  how  long  he’d  be  stuck  in  the  damn  thing,  but  imagined  it  would  be  awhile...  he  figured  there  was  no  use  in  complaining,  silently  or  otherwise,  at  least  he  was  still  alive...

#alenkoh #in character. #thread: long. #verse: post - war.

[jshepard]

haven’t had a shep for a while 

#my boy :) #stonelions' art is so pretty i die. #╰ ● / character . ( john shepard . )

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i mentioned this offhanded once, but john does find it calming to sit in the mess or sit in the crew quarters with a datapad and cup of coffee, just listening to the banter. it’s humanizing. makes him realize that these people are a very important part of the equation, away from the regular civilians ( despite those people who john fights for the most. )

#he likes to visit the crew too. #he finds the innards of the normandy to be interesting. #so he's down in engineering quite often. #just watching. #occasionally talking to adams but he doesn't like to bother him. #it happens mostly when he can't sleep and he doesn't feel like counting stars through his skylight. #╰ ● / ooc . ( resident harrison ford enthusiast . ) #tbd.

[jshepard]

*   facedtogether​   .

Condolences. The mere word made him cringe as Jeff looked at what he was doing to concentrate on sitting down, despite of knowing it was meant to be a joke on John’s end. Glad he could hide the grimace behind his own condition.

They’d tried getting EDI back running so many times since crashing by now he wasn’t even sure if he wanted them to be successful. It didn’t seem fair. What if she wasn’t the same anymore? But then again, Shepard survived despite better judgement… Which meant he wasn still the same man, right?

Joker sighed absentmindetly. “Hm? Good. We’re all glad you got out of this shit alive.” He rubbed the back of his head, then readjusted his cap. “Well yeah, not much use for me to be there right now you know… or elsewhere.”

the  was  a  tenseness  in  the  air,  and  john  decided  it  was  time  to  move  away  from  that  conversation.  joker  seemed  like  he  didn’t  want  to  dwell  on  what  happened,  and  john  wished  he  could  do  the  same.  the  pounding  in  his  head  and  every  limb  and  appendage  that  throbbed  told  him  he  couldn’t  not  dwell  on  it.  

he’d  gotten  to  know  the  man  over  the  years,  however...  while  visiting  the  cockpit,  and  busting  him  out  of  the  normandy  for  a  drink  down  in  purgatory,  or  a  simple  walk  through  the  presidium,  he  picked  up  on  a  few  of  his  tells.  things  he’d  never  mention.  though  he  seemed  a  tad  relieved,  to  see  that  john  wasn’t  a  mess  of  meat  and  tubes  again.

❝     are  you  eating     ?     ❞     it  was  hard  to  assume  anybody  had  an  appetite  after  what  happened...  the  nurses  throwing  away  stale  sandwiches  that  john  simply  pushed  away  from  him,  unable  to  hold  anything  down.  he  wasn’t  sure  if  that  was  because  of  his  injuries,  or  if  it  was  because  he  was  too  wound  up  to  eat.      ❝     i  can  get  a  nurse  to  bring  you  something  in.     ❞     or  maybe  just  a  nice  warm  cup  of  coffee.

#facedtogether #in character. #thread: medium. #verse: post - war.

[jshepard]

*   defyxoblivion​   .

There was still so much more work to do, but when Steve had been told the Commander was awake he’d dropped everything to visit him. He had few friends as true and good as John, and needed to be there for him.

“I don’t know, Shepard. You look like Hell.“

“Maybe I’ll finally be the pretty one, eh?“

It was a miracle that John survived, my God. Steve wanted to hug him, but imagined that might not be pleasant. He’d have to wait. “You need anything? Whatever it is, I’ll get it.”

❝     i  probably  feel  worse  than  i  look,     ❞     he  comments,  his  skin  pulling  around  his  mouth  when  he  smiles,  the  commander  flinching  just  a  tad  at  the  discomfort.  he  didn’t  deal  with  this  whole  thing  when  cerberus  rebuilt  him...  he  was  still  in  whatever  coma  they  had  him  under  until  he  was  almost  fully  healed.  of  course  he’d  sustained  a  few  punches  to  the  jaw  when  he  was  in  the  reds,  but  even  that  didn’t  feel  as  off-putting.

he  gestures  to  the  seat  beside  his  hospital  bed,  silently  inviting  steve  to  take  a  seat.  he  was  grateful  for  the  company.      ❝     nah,  seems  like  i  get  special  treatment...  like  i  saved  the  galaxy  or  something.     ❞     a  soft  laugh.      ❝     no  but,  really,  thanks  for  stopping  by.  these  walls  only  keep  you  sane  for  so  long,  and  i’m  just  itching  to  get  out  there  and  help,  when  i  look  out  the  window.     ❞

he  would  be  there  eventually.  the  doctors  hadn’t  given  him  an  ETA  on  when  he’d  possibly  be  able  to  walk  without  leg  braces  and  a  set  of  crutches,  if  he  was  lucky,  other  times  he  was  confined  to  a  wheelchair.  but  hopefully  he’d  get  some  good  news  soon.      ❝     ——     how’s  the  crew  holding  up     ?     ❞

#defyxoblivion #in character. #thread: short. #verse: post - war.

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*   cerberusofficer​   .

“  — of course,  ”   the drawl that she offers him is safe, assured, and practiced. there’s little belief that c-sec dug up half the information given, especially considering that they were delving into a particular asari’s realm on the matter. cerberus sources: former and current were predominately reliable given the current galactic climate.  “  my sources indicate that t’loak is well aware of the exchanges. however, we would be well advised to step in as a particular liaison. currently, eclipse is moving product between territories under the guise of medical necessity, gouging prices, and using what biotic muscle they have. civilians have been caught in the middle.  ”

“   shepard, ”   she starts, shoulders falling ever slightly.  “  —we could leave this up to aria. it is her turf, so to speak and omega is hardly friendly. ”

the  mention  of  civilian  casualties  had  solidified  his  decision.  it  would  be  simple  to  turn  a  blind  eye  and  allow  the  asari  deal  with  what  was  happening     (     with  miranda  confirming  she  knew,     )     but  it  would  be  a  heavy  burden  upon  the  commander’s  shoulders  if  he  simply  walked  away.  so  bringing  in  a  breath,  he  calls  for  joker  to  take  a  turn  in  their  trajectory  and  head  to  omega.  of  course,  they  would  have  to  make  a  pitstop  to  afterlife...  to  get  whatever  permission  they  needed  to  access  the  backstreets  without  dealing  with  her  unnecessary  bodyguards.

❝     ——     i  imagine  aria  is  swamped  with  her  own  problems  these  days,     ❞     with  the  collectors  and  the  reapers  and  cerberus  itself.  she  had  connections,  and  they  would  be  foolish  to  let  that  slip  away  when  they  needed  the  help  the  most.  if  they  offered  to  repay  her  by  handling  this,  then  so  be  it.       ❝     we  should  bring  mordin.  i’m  sure  he  knows  his  way  around  the  slums  and  eclipse  territory  better  than  we  do.     ❞

#cerberusofficer #in character. #thread: medium. #verse tba. #mood! #plus i'm too lazy to deal with the new blog setup to just remake this blog. #baby blog jail...........

[jshepard]

Me: I don’t have a type

Also Me: *knows exactly who I’m going to romance after one conversation*

#makes eye contact with kaidan. #╰ ● / eli . ( ' you're han solo ? ' i used to be . )

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*   kasumigcto​   .

         “Oh calm down, Shep, your tone is making you sound like my disappointed father. As much as I’d love to call you daddy let’s ease up on the tone.” Painted lips pull into a playful grin before pulling up her omnitool once more, eyes hidden beneath the shadow of her hood scanning the information. “Cerberus has gotten their fingers in lots of pies, and let’s just say, they’re not even the good kind.”

there’s  a  playful  roll  of  his  eyes  at  her  speech...  arms  coming  to  fold  across  his  broad  chest,  the  commander  taking  a  couple  steps  back  to  lean  against  the  nearest  solid  object.      ❝     sounds  like  cerberus.     ❞     he  replies,  nodding  his  head  vaguely.  the  news  she’d  given  wasn’t  at  all  surprising...  cerberus  seemed  to  have  their  hands  in  a  lot  of  things  lately,  given  how  much  admiral  hackett  had  sent  him  out  to  reclaim  bases  and  rescue  civilians.      ❝     i  can  have  traynor  look  into  leads,  if  you  have  any.  i’m  sure  she  and  EDI  could  narrow  down  a  location  for  at  least  one  of...  those  pies.     ❞

#kasumigcto #in character. #thread: short. #verse tba. #it took me a full ass minute to spell civilians because my brain checked out.

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*   alenkoh​   .

“Walk ahead of you?” Kaidan questioned for a moment before he saw the grin spreading across the other’s face. His own cheeks burned what he could only assume was a bright red before he snorted out a laugh. “John Shepard, I swear. Barely up and walking and already letting your eyes wander. How about I make you a promise. We get you healthy and out of here, and I’ll do more than just walk ahead of you. Deal?” He had to admit, he missed their more intimate moments as well. You couldn’t exactly have a private moment in a hospital that was constantly buzzing around you.

Reading John like a book was one of Kaidan’s specialties. He knew the other man better than he knew himself. That’s what happened when you had been with someone since you were teenagers. Their history was an interesting one, and he loved that it was something only the two of them truly knew. But in knowing someone so well, you could tell when they were hiding things. “Hey, there’s a bench, let’s sit a second? I had a feeling you might ask about the Normandy so I managed to sneak a few pictures if you’d like to see?” They had so much to talk about. But there was this strange sense of peace around them knowing the war was over. Now all they had to focus on was making sure John healed so that they could start whatever was next. Another tour of duty, or maybe they would even talk about finally hanging it up.

john  would  laugh,  if  his  chest  didn’t  hurt.  if  he  hadn’t  broken  enough  ribs for  it  to  be  a  world  record.  honestly,  he’s  surprised  at  the  number  of  injuries  sustained  and  he  was  still  able  to  exist.  though,  given  he  had  died  two  years  ago,  maybe  surviving  the  reaper  were  wasn’t  nearly  as  bad  as being  ejected  into  the  vacuum  of  space  and  suffocating  to  death,  to  crash  land  on  some  foreign  planet.  he  wondered, briefly,  how  they  found  every  part  of  him...  and  how  many  parts  weren’t  his.  that  was  an  odd  thought,  so  he  pushed  it  aside.  that  was  a  long  time  ago.  john  just  had  to  focus  on  the  present.

like  finally  being  able  to  relax  without  the  constant  worry  of  reapers.

❝     i’m  okay,     ❞     he  said,  but  with  kaidan  already  leading  him  towards  the  bench,  the  commander  just  sighed  quietly.  he  didn’t  like  being  coddled,  and  he  knew  kaidan  only  did  it  out  of  worry,  but  it  still  kind  of  bothered  him.  he  carefully  sits,  stretching  out  his  leg  with  the  brace,  and  props  his  crutches  up  against  the  wall.      ❝     —     do  they  have  you  on  cleaning  duty  yet     ?     ❞

#alenkoh #in character. #thread: medium. #verse: post - war.

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*   cerberusofficer​   .

“   eclipse, actually.   ”    as if it offers some paltry relief. it’s with a practiced ease that she extends the datapad in the commander’s direction, her facial expression taut, if not entirely unreadable.   “   hardly pressing, typical drug trade.  but c-sec is worried about something and considering your last encounter with them, we’ve been given a heads up.  ”

❝     eclipse,     ❞     he  repeats,  given  miranda  a  faint  nod.      ❝     is  aria  aware     ?     ❞     he  knows  the  eclipse,  blood  pack,  and  blue  suns  all  seemed  to  revolve  around  her.  despite  john  knowing  that  the  eclipse  was  run  by  jona  sederis...  he’d  personally  had  a  talk  with  her  at  one  point,  and  he  was  willing  to  say  they  were  handled  much  better  under  aria’s  rule.      ❝     what’s  the  run  down     ?     ❞

#cerberusofficer #in character. #thread: short. #verse tba. #aaah. i'm glad i get to write with you again! #i had ended up ditching all my drafts when i ~first~ came back. #so it's nice to see you again!!!

[jshepard]

i still find it really endearing that mark signs things as ‘MARK! (meer)’ like how cute is THAT.

#i love him. truly. #╰ ● / ooc . ( resident harrison ford enthusiast . ) #tbd.

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#i'm going through my me1 le caps and................. #<.< #╰ ● / ooc . ( resident harrison ford enthusiast . ) #tbd. #long post / #large image / #do not reblog.

[jshepard]

i love when the wifi just seems to cut out on my laptop sometimes.

#like the router is fine. #my laptops all seem to cut out at some point. #and i have to reboot. #but at least with the new laptop it only takes like. #2 minutes to restart. #i'm living my best life rn. #no but fr it's annoying lmao. #╰ ● / ooc . ( resident harrison ford enthusiast . ) #tbd.