What friends are forI've been expecting this.What friends are for3 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was inevitable.
There's no way I could have prevented it.
But it still sucks.
And dealing with the aftermath.
The snide remarks.
The witty comments.
"You and Kaidan, huh?"
as I sit around the table with a few members of the crew.
Kaidan got a migraine this afternoon:
a really bad one.
He tried to pretend that it was okay.
But I saw right through it,
and sent him down to see Chakwas.
His absence gave them a chance to ambush me.
And now I'm here:
and at the mercy of my crew.
Garrus looks increasingly cheerful.
Joker is smirking.
Traynor seems unperturbed.
Vega looks kinda uncomfortable.
And Liara is regarding the whole thing with bright-eyed eagerness.
"You and Kaidan, huh?"
Garrus snipes, and
I shoot back,
glowering at him.
A bit touchy, are we?"
I fold my arms across my chest stubbornly.
"A bit nosy, are we?
Keep out of my business."
Garrus feigns shock.
A quick drinkIt's late.A quick drink3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I'm going over everything
for the third time.
The light on the screen is a mild blue. The lights are off. I prefer working in the dark.
My fingers dance over our plans as I walk to the door. It slides open with a quiet
I nearly walk right into him.
"Can't sleep either?"
"Nah," I mutter.
He smiles, understands.
Walks past me into my quarters.
Gestures to my messy desk.
"making yourself crazy with this
He is holding a bottle of wine. It's the bottle I brought him
in the hospital.
He said we would celebrate
once he got out.
I protest. I want him to leave. Not tonight. Tonight is important.
I need to concentrate.
"Shhh," he cuts me off. "Just take five minutes. A quick drink.
Then I'll go."
He pours the wine.
"Shepard. You know you've done everything you could,
"You know me,"
"I'm never sa
FallingThere's this weird feeling in the pit of my stomach,Falling3 years ago in Romance More Like This
watching Kaidan dance.
A light-headed feeling.
When he dances.
When he laughs.
When he looks at me.
it's making me feel like-
like I've been shoved out of the airlock.
That sort of thing.
Makes me feel strange, and-
Isn't that what people say?
God dammit, that sounds so fucking
It's been one of those odd days:
the ones where we sudddenly find that we have time on our hands.
Unsure of what exactly normal people do with time,
and I are spending it at the Purgatory.
Just us guys.
The music is good
the drinks are good
and Kaidan is...
A great dancer.
Which is just weird,
because before I could never picture him dancing.
It's been years since I've danced.
Garrus forced me out on the floor.
Laughed as I flailed around.
I've given up.
I'm standing here,
Meet the Parents: Part IISHEPARDMeet the Parents: Part II3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It's a hell of a first impression
when the people you most want to impress
come home to find you making out with their son pinned against the wall.
It doesn't help that Kaidan's blushing.
This is the most awkward silence
I have ever experienced.
Kaidan's mom's face is unreadable.
Kaidan's dad's face is thunderstruck.
Kaidan gestures to me.
He clears his throat.
"This is Commander Shepard,"
and his blush deepens even further.
Something kicks in.
I don't know if it's from years of defying others,
or just another one of my act-fast, think-later instincts.
But I yank Kaidan closer to me
and slide an arm around his waist.
"Kaidan and I are getting married,"
I say unabashedly,
like it's no big deal,
and Kaidan's mom's eyes get so big
I think they might burst.
"We stopped by and you weren't here,"
I tell them.
says Kaidan's mom faintly.
Even nowShepard is beautiful in the snow.Even now3 years ago in Romance More Like This
It sounded better in my head-
most things do-
but I say it anyway and blush afterwards.
We're back in Canada for the holidays,
Shepard and I.
London is our home;
Shepard wanted to live there,
and after his near death on the Citadel,
I wasn't arguing.
It's noisy, yes.
all the same.
It's different here-
a nice break from the business of the city.
The silence is gratifying;
it comes in a rush of relief.
We step onto the bridge,
hands twined around one another,
Shepard squeezing my fingers gently every so often,
and the snow gusts around us, dancing in a cloud of white and gray.
The flakes leap up over the railing,
throwing themselves towards the sidewalk,
twisting up again before they hit.
And so is Shepard.
The streetlamp beside us throws his face into a sharp contrast,
illuminating the tip of his nose,
the curve of his cheek,
the small scars still tracing his forehead.
The flap of his jacket curves up to br
It Takes Time: Part IIIThey tell him that his name is Spectre Major Kaidan Alenko.It Takes Time: Part III2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
That he served the Alliance for a good portion of his life.
That he teaches biotics down at the Alliance headquarters in Canada.
That he's been shot in the head.
A few days ago.
Maybe a week.
"At least I'm up and kicking, yeah?"
He always was positive.
They tell him that, too.
He hasn't forgotten everything.
He remembers the Normandy.
It's not those things that he's confused over.
It's the people.
for the most part-
and the aliens.
she introduces herself.
"Dr. Liara T'soni.
You were a part of the team that rescued me-"
He breaks in eagerly.
"-on Therum, right?
You were on Therum."
She looks surprised,
"You remember me?"
remember saving you.
He doesn't know how to explain it.
He remembers saving her.
He remembers the assets she brought to the team.
But he can't,
for the life of
Threat or PromiseThreat or Promise3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Title: Threat or promise
Game: Mass effect
Disclaimer: OWNED BY BIOWARE
Threat or Promise.
English Bay. He couldn't believe he was standing here again on the balcony of his parents' freshly rebuilt house, an ice cold glass of water slowly freezing his hand. It was funny, in all his years he never thought he'd have survived the hell that they'd been brought into six years ago.
Times had been...hard since then. Earth was a mess, but it could have been worse. Rural areas had seen little damage, but the damage had been done. In the year it took for the war to finish, the Reapers had destroyed almost half of the planet's population, in addition to the Collector attacks six months prior
He forced himself to stop. It was the past. He had to bury it or else he wouldn't have the courage to face what was scheduled for the day. Draining his glass, he returned to the kitchen and put it in the sink. When he returned to the livin
VomitI spend my nights curled up on a cold plastic chair.Vomit3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The chair is hard
and a sickly cream color.
The color that Shepard is today.
He woke up this morning with an intense craving for food.
Not the liquid kind
being pumped into him with a thin clear tube
attached to his arm.
The solid kind
that makes your mouth water when you smell it.
I'd kill for a piece of chicken right now."
I'd told him that he couldn't eat that yet.
He'd given me an intense look
and an angry frown.
in that voice of his
that would make the toughest Krogan in the galaxy quake.
"Get me some goddamn chicken."
I talked to the head nurse about it.
With a bright, cheery attitude
that Shepard hates.
But I like her:
she really cares about him,
about how he's doing
I asked her about the chicken.
shaking her head.
"That's not really a g
I'm sorry: Part IIt was dark outside when Kaidan and I had our first big fight.I'm sorry: Part I3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"They're all over the floor.
Can't you pick them up,
just this once?
I'm so sick of it, Shepard.
I come home
and I just want to sleep,
and then I have to deal with this-"
I'd been playing Galaxy of Fantasy: Waters of Kolono
on the extranet.
I didn't look up.
I guess it was rude.
But I was in the middle of enhancing a strategic battle plan.
I couldn't leave my comrades hanging.
Especially not the turian who'd been criticizing my every move the entire time.
That turian, by the way:
I have a nagging suspicion that Garrus somehow discovered my username
and joined multiplayer for the sole purpose of setting me on edge.
He knows I get jumpy when someone questions my set-up.
I didn't look up
and that made Kaidan mad.
more mad than I thought he would be
over the piles of clothes I leave scattered around the room.
He kicked one pile over.
oh my god!
I can't walk through th
Piece by piece"Normandy, do you copy? Joker, answer me!"Piece by piece3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
My side is aching.
I glance down
and then regret it.
The explosion tore right through my armor
and chunks of flesh
are hanging out,
Shepard's arm is tight around me,
holding me up.
His face is pale
and a muscle is working in his jaw
as he bellows into his comlink.
"Normandy, do you copy?
I need an evac,
A few seconds pass by
and I groan
as blood spatters onto the rocky ground.
Then Joker's voice.
all the same.
"We're taking heavy losses up here, Commander."
Shepard's eyes widen
and I can almost see
flowing off of him in waves.
His grip on me tightens
and I bite back a whimper.
"I don't give a shit!"
"Get your fucking ass down here
"We're on our way."
Shepard's eyes narrow
But his grip on me doesn't loosen.
I want to lean my
Meet the Parents: Part IIIKAIDANMeet the Parents: Part III3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I wake up to a soft warmth
and the pleasant feel of hands over my back.
I mumble into the pillow beneath my head.
There's a soft laugh.
His fingers move gently over my bare skin,
working out the knots in my shoulders,
rubbing the stiff muscles in my neck,
moving slowly down my spine.
I open my eyes,
and turn my head.
I smile at him,
His hands pause over my back.
He leans in and kisses me,
quick but soft,
then moves back,
swings his legs over the bed.
I look over at the clock blearily.
It's five AM.
"Where are you going?"
I ask him,
but in my morning stupor,
it sounds more like
He pulls on a pair of jeans over his boxers
and then wriggles into a sweatshirt.
and looks over his shoulder,
grinning at my grumpy expression
and rolling his eyes.
"I'll be here, Kaidan.
I'm not leaving.
Don't worry about that:
your mom's cooking
Meet the Parents: Part IKAIDANMeet the Parents: Part I3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I think so."
"Good. Let's go."
We're in Vancouver.
Shepard didn't want to go.
He really loves London.
He loves the air,
the feel of it.
He loves our apartment.
but not cramped.
In a noisy part of town,
but he doesn't care.
It's just me and him,
and that's how he likes it.
it's not gonna be just me and him.
and my parents.
He's eager to meet my mom.
He really is.
But my dad...
"So what happens if we don't get along?"
glowering as he tugs his luggage along behind him.
if he doesn't
of his son's fiancee?"
"It'll be fine, Shepard,"
trying to keep him calm.
Dad will, uh...
He'll like you.
Shepard looks skeptical.
for good reason.
Dad and I...
our relationship is kind of...
Shepard hates him.
He's never met him-
hell, he's never even seen him-
and he hates his guts.
All based off of a conversation we
Kaidan Alenko's Aftermath Journal- Log1Kaidan Alenko's Aftermath Journal- Log13 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
** This is going on the assumption that you have the Following**
EMS = 6000+
And you chose the synthesis ending. Green
My name is Kaidan Alenko, I am Human, I am a Spectre and I am a Biotic master.
I fought with Shepard on Earth. And before I left, I told him: I would fight hard to get the chance to hold him again.
I told him I would fight fierce and hard because I lost so much time with him, I lost everything with him. When Ashley died on Virmire, I felt a piece of him open up to me. And then when I lost him in the crash on Normandy after the collectors I died inside.
I spent my shore leave, all of it. On the day that we returned back to citadel, and held onto his shirt.
It still smells of him.
I put it in a Mass Effect field and managed to stop the decay of the cells to about 5 years, so regardless of what happened, as long as the field stood, I could still get a chance to smell him.
His sweat, his skin and his scent where in that shirt. And I remember Ilos so clearly
Never do that againHe doesn't give me warning.Never do that again3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Doesn't send a message.
Just walks right in.
Couldn't care less.
That's Shepard for you.
in between backing me up against my desk
and pressing his lips against my throat,
"Damn, that sucked."
I close my eyes briefly.
That's one way to put it.
It's been a long day.
A shitty day.
the worst day I've had in a long, long while.
Shepard ran another suicide mission.
Or something close to it.
Clambering into a giant metal mech suit,
inventing this crazy plan.
Locking his eyes onto my own.
His voice quiet:
I'll be fine, Kaidan,
like saying it out loud made it true.
Vanishing over the edge.
Leaving behind nothing but a splash
and those empty words:
I'll be fine, Kaidan,
knowing that it's not a promise.
Just an attempt at small comfort.
Wondering if that's all I'll have of him to remember.
I'll be fine, Kaidan,
as his good-bye.
"You're an idiot,"
Fill in the blanksDarkFill in the blanks3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Waves crashing over me
in a gentle rhythm.
with no control.
I'm okay with that.
when you don't have to worry
My mind is blissfully blank.
The black waves roll over me
It would be wonderful
to stay here forever.
To give up
To throw away
of needing to take another breath
of needing to lift my chest
of needing to...
Something echoes in the back of my mind and my train of thought stops, half-processed.
Echoing throughout my inky world,
prodding me sharply,
tearing a hole in the blackness.
don't you dare!
I recoil from the words,
and feel a rush of relief as the darkness smothers them.
I embrace the ocean again;
rack my brains.
What was I saying, again?
Before I was interrupted.
Something about throwing things away.
But as my body slips beneath the waves,
It could have been so easy - Part IIIIt could have been so easy - Part III3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Other parts can be found in the description
The voices were incomprehensible through the veil of black around me. It had thinned over the time, allowing me to catch a glimpse of the world behind it, only once. I had bathed in light that time, so bright it had blinded me. Something had covered my eyes, a gentle hand and something had stung in my neck.
"Not yet, Lieutenant."
And I had fallen back into familiar darkness.
But now it was fading, growing weaker with every heartbeat, until it felt like I only had to reach out and brush it away to see the light again. Nevertheless I could not move, so I tried to listen to the voices, tried to understand what they were saying. The effort made my brain feel like it was crushed between the hands of a Krogan, but I ignored the pain and the dizziness, longing for something of the world around me.
"Getting better by
What you need"Kaidan,"What you need3 years ago in Romance More Like This
staticky over the intercom,
and in that one word,
I know something's wrong.
"Kaidan, can you...
can you come down here?"
His voice is quiet.
Breathed into the comlink.
And pleading with me.
"I'm coming, Shepard."
I'm already moving,
taking the turns through the hallways towards his quarters.
I don't ask what it is.
I already know.
Everyone on the ship knows.
Shepard's locked himself in his room a grand total of one time,
and that was after the destruction of Earth.
this is Earth all over again.
I tried to go to him before.
In the hours after we'd boarded, I'd went to his room,
only to find it locked tight and refusing to budge.
I'd called his name,
banging on the metal with my fist.
and when that didn't work,
I resorted to
He still didn't answer.
I was worried,
but I stopped trying after a few days.
I knew he'd come around eventually.
And I guess I was right.
Shore LeaveShore leave.Shore Leave3 years ago in Romance More Like This
or just a drink.
We'd talked about it before.
I'd like that,
But that had been years ago,
when I'd been mindlessly flirting
and not quite serious.
there is nothing I am more serious about.
on shore leave.
With no Joker to interrupt
and no Garrus to tease
and no Liara to eavesdrop.
Just the two of us.
On shore leave.
It's not, though.
It's not really shore leave.
Because we've bought an apartment.
We've settled down.
(Or we're trying to, at least.)
We call it shore leave
as a joke.
Shepard still thinks it's hilarious.
Speaking of Shepard...
He looks slightly queasy
and I wonder how long it's been since he's been back like this.
Back for good:
I know his story.
He was born here on Earth,
But his life was so,
with no recollection of his parents.
His first memories as a child
were of being beaten
Flitting through streets and alleys,
trying to sta
In the end: Part II“Careful with that,”In the end: Part II3 years ago in Romance More Like This
and sets the glass down,
too far for Kaidan to get at it again.
His hand is still on Kaidan’s shoulder
and Kaidan is deathly white
and about to faint.
His lips part,
“I must be really drunk,”
and Shepard’s amusement morphs into something close to guilt.
“Sorry about that.
I probably could’ve handled this better.
Garrus told me where he thought you’d be, and…
I just thought I’d stop in.
Kaidan’s still trying to breathe.
He wants to reach out and touch him.
To assure himself that he’s real,
that he’s here.
But he can’t be.
It’s just not possible,
because he’d heard the news,
straight from Anderson’s lips,
the Normandy’s gone
so is the Commander.
Shepard’s fingers are firm and steady on his arm,
his eyes are the gray that Kaidan remembers so well,
Reignite: Part IISHEPARDReignite: Part II3 years ago in Romance More Like This
A scuffle of footsteps.
Clearing away rubble.
about the parties down on the surface.
Staying up all night.
Acting like teenagers again.
A sudden silence.
A pause so long
that I think they've left.
Oh my god.
Are you...seeing this?"
A muffled gasp.
I can't tell...
Is he even breathing?"
Gloved fingers on my throat.
call in a medical team."
as they drag my body across the floor.
You're gonna be okay."
The static of a comlink.
More words spoken:
words that I hear but don't understand.
I can't focus.
My breath rattles in my chest.
slides down my cheek
and into my mouth.
I can't spit it out.
I can't lift my head.
I can't move.
I can't move.
I can't move.
where are you?
I can't move.
Where are you?
"He's not wearing
ExpectationsHe had expected her to hate him.Expectations4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
'I mean,' he thought absentmindedly as he idly stirred his coffee. 'Isn't it normal for her to hate me?' Though all things considered, there wasn't a thing about their situation that was normal; a Reaper invasion putting your relationship- or what was left of it- on hold wasn't normal. Serving on the same ship during said Reaper invasion while putting your relationship or what was left of it- on hold was even less so. He took a sip of the bitter liquid, its warmth seeping into his chilled bones. It was incredibly late- the last of the crew, save for him, had finally tucked into their bunks for the night, the day's events heavy on their hearts as they attempted to exude a modicum of normalcy, tried to cope by means of routine.
Still, he had expected her to hate him.
How could she not? She had found him as soon as she could, sought for his comfort, his pr
I'm sorry: Part IIThe volunteer station is desolate.I'm sorry: Part II3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Almost no one has shown up today.
It's just me
and a few other Alliance members.
We start hauling out the remains of a collapsed building,
tossing the rubble into giant metal dumpster.
I move most of the stuff biotically.
It's not as hard as having to actually carry everything around,
But it's still tough work.
We clear about half of the area
in three hours.
covered in grime,
with our chests heaving,
one of the soldiers suggests we take a break.
We accept eagerly,
stumbling back to the station and relaxing,
muttering as our sore muscles sigh in relief.
One of the guys throws me a canteen;
I catch it and drink gratefully,
wiping my mouth on my sleeve and nodding to him in thanks.
They strike up conversation.
Talking about "old times".
I sit and listen.
had been stuck together on Earth when the Reapers attacked.
Separated from their individual squads,
they had banded together for the s
ShatterThe anguish in his eyes haunted her.Shatter3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
When she closed her eyes, she saw him staring at her with as much love as there was pain in his body, reaching out but not knowing if he could touch her, if he should touch her. When she went about her business, his presence was overwhelming, his biotics humming such a sad tune that her biotics would whisper of her ache for him, for his comfort. He had been in her squad for weeks now, and had taken residence in the observation deck. He didn't push things with her, didn't demand she make a decision, barely talked to her at all when she didn't initiate the conversation.
For her part, she rarely spoke with him.
It wasn't for lack of a want to she wanted to be able to talk freely with him, to be able to use his shoulder and have him hold her like they used to be in another life, but things aren't so simple anymore. She couldn't just rush to his sleeper p
Home ShepardxCortezAn accomplishment they'd called it. A victory, a triumphant end to the reign of tyranny. There were words upon words, words of praise and joy, words of compassion and sympathy. Hero they called him, savoir and champion of the galaxy. The words all felt empty. They floated through the thick atmosphere of his sterile hospital room and pitifully sank to the floor like dust. He felt imprisoned by the very people he had sought to protect with everything he had. He felt as though he didn't deserve all of the publicity, all of the awards and appreciations. He'd just done his job, he wasn't anything spectacular. He idly flipped through the stations of the news, every story was about him. But none of them portrayed him as this broken shell of a man that he was now, they had taken pictures of him when he was a strapping younger man, his eyes were intense and filled with passion and patriotism. Now he was hollow eyed and pale, sickly and barely functional. But, above all, he was alone.Home ShepardxCortez3 years ago in Romance More Like This
He'd yet t