#verhexen

oh wow that sounds like a lot! I am sorry about your ex-sil, but glad your brother has you in his corner.

The split is pretty amicable, so at least that’s fortunate—she just didn’t want to be married to him anymore and he didn’t want to be married to someone who didn’t want to be married back, which is a pretty reasonable position but still :/ They’re still friends and committed to co-parenting, and I definitely don’t want to bad-mouth the mother of his kids ... but she’s also being kinda shitty and leaving a lot on my brother’s plate SO (ง'̀-'́)ง

verhexen replied to your post “It's been a pretty exhausting week of things I never anticipated...”

oh god i'm so sorry :( hugs if you want them ❤

It’s been quite the week. And it’s only Monday... so yeah, I’ll definitely take all the hugs I can get :D

thisonelikesaliens replied to your post “It's been a pretty exhausting week of things I never anticipated...”

*hugs*

lhs3020b replied to your post “It's been a pretty exhausting week of things I never anticipated...”

That all sounds like a very exhausting week. I hope you are able to get some rest.

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17) Post a line from a WIP that you’re working on. “You stop that right now, Steven Grant Rogers. You never compare yourself to anyone. You will be the best at being you. Will people love your art as much? I don’t know. I know one thing—I will always love the things you draw way more than anything that’s hanging in the Met. Not just because you’re my son, but because I can see the heart and soul of you in everything you do.”

18) Do you have any abandoned WIP’s? What made you abandon them? Not recently. I have the first fanfic I ever wrote, tho, which I posted like 19 chapters of and then ran out of steam. That’s why I don’t post wips any more. I make sure I can finish shit before I post it XD

19) Are there any stories that you’ve written that you’d really love to do a sequel to? Poly spiiiiiiies

aW thanks ria!!

my eyes are legit gray and that’s cool

i have a decent singing voice

sometimes i’m funny

i am the sole reason my pet rats are alive right now

......I’m gonna cry is what I am ;A;

$8 Headshot of Hypatia Shepard, for @verhexen 

♥ Thank you so much for commissioning me! ♥ 

[Thanks for asking. <3 I had trouble with this one, for some reason, so go gentle on me. D: ] 

One last shot, the heat sink popping out and hitting the soft dirt with a dull poof, and they were done. Leaning against a pillar, sweat dripping from her brow, Shepard looked over to Garrus. “Ready to go home, Vakarian, or do you want to hunt the stragglers down for round two?”

Panting until his voice was hoarse, Garrus looked over to her, shaking his head. “Normally I’m always ready for another round, but I think I’m going to have to say no today, Shepard.”

The Alliance could come in and sweep up the pieces they left, or asari commandos, or whoever the hell was left responsible for cleaning up the gore once Shepard and her crew were done. Not her problem, and far beyond her pay grade.

“You’ve got blood on your… everywhere,” she gestured to Garrus, pointing up and down his blue armor, now so vividly splattered with mercenary red.

Always quick to reply, he shot back, “You got something on the back of your helm. I don’t want to look too closely at it.”

With a visceral sense of disgust, Shepard lifted her helm and shuddered, wiping her helmet off on the dirt and trying not to think too deeply about it. The weariness that came after a battle, the way all her limbs suddenly seemed so leaden, had set in, and every movement cost more energy than she had to spend. “Better?”

Garrus twirled his fingers, indicating that she should turn around. He took his time inspecting, seeming to linger on her back for longer than was strictly necessary before finally declaring, “good enough. You’ll polish out, eventually.”

“Looking for so long and that’s all you have to say?”

Chuckling, Garrus appraised her one final time. “Micro abrasions on your armor you might want to get looked at. There’s a crack on your right thigh piece that’s going to need repair.” His list was ticked down on his fingers. Fortunately, he only had three. “Your holster is torn as well. You’ve been taking care of your armor?” She hadn’t been as much as she should have, but Shepard nodded anyway.

“Oh, and by the way, you got a cute butt,” Garrus finished off, grin flashing across his features, hand reaching up to rub the space underneath his crest.

With a growl, Shepard pushed herself onto Garrus, the relief of a fight well won flooding through her veins, lips seeking his face. “Let’s go back home, and you can look at the rest of my armor in more detail.”

My participation in this week’s Mass Effect Drunk Writing Circle @masseffectwritercircle

Shepard got out of the Mako, followed by Kaidan and Garrus. They were coming back from the mission on Solcrum, and they were exhausted. Shepard knew her men were in dire need of rest; she had taken them on two missions back-to-back. Shepard herself had barely gotten any rest between the last five assaults against the geth outposts. She was just glad it was over for now. Her entire team needed some well-deserved downtime.

She retired to her cabin for a shower, grabbing a ration tray on the way, and afterwards she filed her report. She was going to lie down finally when her omni-tool pinged.

“Shepard, may I speak with you, please?”

The message was from Tali. Shepard considered ignoring it for a few hours, but the Quarian was more than a squadmate, Shepard had come to view her as a friend. Her bed could wait a moment longer. With a resigned sigh, she made her way down to engineering.

“Hey, Tali,” she said as she walked up to her friend.

“Shepard! Thank you for coming down to see me!” exclaimed the Quarian.

Her voice betrayed her excitement and her nervousness, and Shepard’s alertness reared its head, relegating all thoughts of sleep to the background.

“What can I do for you?” Shepard asked.

“Garrus told me about the geth data you recovered on Solcrum. It would mean the world to my people… to me, if you let me make a copy of it.”

Shepard looked at the young Quarian, not for the first time wondering what her interactions with her would be like if she didn’t wear that mask all the time. She could barely see Tali’s eyes, and that made it very difficult to read her.

“You want to take it back to your people as part of your pilgrimage?”

“We could learn so much from it! It’s invaluable to my people. I would take it as a personal favor, one I could never repay.”

Shepard smiled. “No need to repay me, Tali. You can have a copy, of course.”

She entered some commands on her omni-tool and heard a matching ping on Tali’s, indicating the Quarian had received the copy she sent. Tali checked her omni-tool and looked at Shepard.

“I can’t thank you enough,” she said softly.

Shepard remained silent. Now that she knew everything was right aboard the Normandy and there was no imminent crisis, she allowed herself to relax. Of course she had helped Tali. The Quarian was risking her own life all the time, and she was making herself damn near indispensable aboard. Adams definitely loved having her around, and her knowledge of tech was itself invaluable. There had been no question in Shepard’s mind that Tali should receive what she had asked for.

She opened her omni-tool and forwarded a copy of the data to Tali. “Of course you can have a copy,” she said.

“Uh… Shepard?”

Shepard looked at her friend. “Yes?”

“You just sent me the same data… a second time?”

Shepard blinked. “I did?”

When the Quarian nodded, she looked at her omni-tool again and chuckled. “Well, I guess I did. Don’t mind me, Tali, I haven’t slept in four days, I’m barely functioning.”

“And you’re here talking to me?!” exclaimed Tali. “You should go get some rest!”

“That’s the best idea I’ve heard all week. I’ll see you later, Tali.”

“See you later, Shepard. And thanks again.”

Shepard nodded. “It was my pleasure.”