#Ellis Shepard

[sammyvause]

Grey/Shepard kids. Loving being a older sister

[milfsincrime]

women: reblog if you agree

crimmy minds: penelope garcia, elle greenaway, jennifer jareau, emily prentiss, alex blake, tara lewis

ncis: kate todd, abby sciuto, ziva david, jenny shepard, abby borin, alex quinn, jack sloane, ellie bishop, jess knight

svu: olivia benson, abbie carmichael, alex cabot, casey novak, melinda warner, kathy stabler, liz donnelly, rita calhoun, amanda rollins, kat tamin

milfs: hot yes

[crona-gorgon2312]

Happy pride month!!! 2023 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈 [this updated list my of my favorite ships. some new ones and some old ones. and my opinion[ so don't @me to complain] 1 year of being in relationship with my Gf and being out an as an lesbain

[Credit to the artist]

Honorable Mentions

-Tali x Female Shepard

-Dina x Ellie

-Caitlyn x Vi

-Kim Possible x Shego

-Langa x Reki

-Hinata x kageyama

-Hank x Connor

-Dorothea x Petra

- Juvia x Lucy

-Eda x Camila

-Shiho x Ann

-Peebee x Fem Ryder

-Vetra x Fem Ryder

-Pamela x Harley Quinn

-Pacifica x Mabel

-Supercorp (Kara x Lena)

[kbade]

I recently watched the first episode of NCIS (Yankee White) and all throughout the episode I couldn't help but wonder what all the other agents from later seasons were doing at that moment. And then I started thinking about the ages of those agents.

Yankee White premiered September 23, 2003

Leroy Jethro Gibbs

Age: 52

Nick Torres

Age: 23

Tim McGee

Age: 26

Ellie Bishop

Age: 19

Tony DiNozzo

Age: 35

Jenny Shepard

Age: 40

Kasie Hines

Age: 11 what??

Jessica Knight

Age: 19

Jimmy Palmer

Age: 26

Abbie Sciuto

Age: 34

Ziva David

Age: 24

Leon Vance

Age: 40

Alden Parker

Age: 47

Kate Todd

Age: 30

Clayton Reeves

Age: 18

Jack Sloane

Age: 36

Alex Quinn

Age: 30

Donald Mallard

Age: 70

[tamagotchikgs]

the tv show From reminds me so much of Lost i actually lov it a lil,,,

[shannaraisles]

My OCs

Lorna Rowe

Fandom: Dragon Age Face claim: Christina Hendricks Love Interest: Knight-Captain Rylen

Poppy Hawke

Fandom: Dragon Age Face claim: Miranda Kerr Love interest: Cullen Rutherford or Varric Tethras

Veronica Cousland

Fandom: Dragon Age Face claim: Rachel Weisz Love interest: Alistair Theirin or Riordan or Male!Hawke

Rory Allen

Fandom: Dragon Age Face claim: Eleanor Tomlinson Love interest: Cullen Rutherford

Olivia Trevelyan

Fandom: Dragon Age Face claim: Phoebe Tonkin Love interest: Cullen Rutherford and/or Carver Hawke

Constance Payne

Fandom: MCU Face claim: Liv Tyler Love interest: Steve Rogers and/or Bucky Barnes

Seren Ellis

Fandom: MCU Face claim: Jodie Comer Love interest: Loki

Sarah Shepard

Fandom: Mass Effect Face claim: Anna Kendrick Love interest: Kaidan Alenko

Amelia Greville

Fandom: The Sandman (2022) Face claim: Elizabeth Olsen Love interest: Dream of the Endless

Amara

Fandom: Assassin's Creed: Odyssey Face claim: Anastasia Tslimipiou Love interest: Kassandra or Alexios

[spinsterssister]

2023 Character Wrapped

I saw somebody else on here do something similar to this and thought it would be fun!

These are the characters that took up way too much of my brain space this year.

1. Astarion - Baldur’s Gate 3

2. Harrowhark Nonagesimus - The Locked Tomb series

3. Gideon Nav - The Locked Tomb series

4. Commander Shepard - Mass Effect

5. Liara T’Soni - Mass Effect

6. Ellie Williams - The Last of Us

7. Joel Miller - The Last of Us

8. Lady Dimitrescu - Resident Evil: Village

9. Leon Kennedy - Resident Evil

10. Murderbot - The Murderbot Diaries

[katiemakena]

Been cycling through a lot of comfort games lately. Here’s some of my favorite ladies.

All screenshots by yours truly!

[shepardyke]

finished arrival ... i am ready for me3

[sweetwateriver]

I hope outer worlds gives me a Hard Choice where I have to blow up a planet or save Parvati so I can save her bc I love her so much. Post cancelled I just realized this is life is strange

[hauntedbestie]

i miss my shepard but the thought of playing mass effect hurts since im trying to play on insanity and im on the Tali rescue mission in ME2 which is a nightmare

[elliesmainhoe]

Hunted

Abby Anderson X fem!reader

Summary: Although you stopped Abby from killing Joel, Ellie still wants to seek her revenge.

Contents: violence, injuries, scarring, domestic fluff, trauma response, PTSD, guilt, angst, cliffhanger, death mention, death alluded to.

Requested ages ago by my lovely 🍞 anon

You can remember it. The gore, the screaming, the sobbing. An old man- who reminded you of your father laying on the floor as your girlfriend buried a club into his head and his daughter, who reminded you of yourself being pinned down as she watched the life in her father figures eyes begin to drain out.

Abby got two swings in before you finally stopped her. And you regret not stopping her sooner.

Violence wasn't something you were accustomed to. Of course you'd seen it- you grew up in a post-apocalyptic world, with fungal-infected cannibals that was governed by a dictating military.

But to see someone- a human like yourself- be beat to a pulp for protecting his child just felt wrong to you. No matter however many times Abby talked in favour of her father and praised him, you strongly believed that the revenge Abby was seeking would not fill the whole his death left in her heart.

You remember it well, the bloodied man on the floor looking up at you in delirium as you screamed out incoherent words to the blonde that was killing him. Your disruption made everyone stop and look at you, your voice filling throughout the room for two minutes allowing Jesse and Dina to rush into the room and begin shooting.

Guns were fired and people ran, usually Jesse and Dina would have followed after- hunting every last one of them until they were dead, but they were preoccupied on making sure Joel wouldn't bleed out.

You remember that night, you and Abby had broken off from your group and made camp in an abandoned barn for the night. The fire roared, it's flames casting a golden glow onto her fair skin and dirty blonde hair. As Abby cried in your arms, trying desperately to calm down.

"It should- it should feel good" she hiccuped, muttering her voice scratchy "but... I don't... Why don't I feel better?"

You had so much to say. But you just couldn't.

••••••••••••

Joel lived. However, the hits to his head had messed up his mobility, so he was stuck in a wheelchair and had to be pushed around by Ellie and Tommy full time. There was a large scar that split his face in two, one eye was damaged and it's vision was restricted.

And worst of all? He was quiet. So so quiet. He barely ever spoke, he never laughed, he never told Ellie his stupid- stupid dad jokes. Abby may not have physically killed the man, but Joel's spirit was gone.

Ellie hated it, she sat with him daily, helping his trembling hands to shovel spoonfuls of soup into his mouth. She tried desperately, cracking jokes and reminiscing with him and nothing, nothing worked. Joel was gone.

Her dad was gone.

••••••••

Oregon was beautiful, the mountains, the trees, the water. It was perfect for you and Abby to settle down into, and you did. You found a beautiful abandoned cabin hidden thick into the woods, the view was beautiful, the expansive lake and the greenery. Just perfect.

Domesticity was not something you had ever thought about before, but it worked. It worked so so well. Abby enjoyed the physical tasks, her axe chopping skills were rapidly improving, and she loved hunting wild animals. You spent your time taking care of your new addition to the family, a german-shepard you'd named BoBo, among other little chores like cleaning and filtering water by boiling.

It was a beautiful morning, the sun creeped through the closed curtains, waking you and Abby up from your slumber. Her strong arms wrapped around your waist and squeezed your body tightly.

"Good Mornin' love" you whispered into her ear, ignoring the loud snores coming from BoBo who laid sprawled out on the foot of the bed. "Mornin' sugar" Abby groaned nuzzling her face into your neck trying to block out the sun's intrusion.

"we gotta get up baby" you cooed, pulling the stray blonde strands of hair, that had become loose from her braids, behind her ears. "No we don't..." "Yes, yes we do"

You began moving, leaving the warm soft covers behind and making Abby let out another frustrated groan.

The day flew by like any other day usually would, you woke up, went outside and collected fresh eggs your hens had laid, you made two omelettes, and Abby joined next to you filling up two glasses of water and setting the table.

After eating Abby left the cabin, looking at the animal traps she'd laid out the night before, two rabbits and a squirrel 'not bad'.

The sound of sharp barking echoes through the woods- BoBo yapping like mad. Of course Abby had heard the dog bark before- just never ever like this. It was desperate territorial growling and barking.

Something was wrong. Very very wrong.

Abby had never felt her legs move so fast before. Abandoning her catch on the mossy floor of the woods. The wind rushed through her blonde locks as her feet carried her as fast as possible, her breathing heavy but controlled

"Abby" your strained voice whimpered out from behind her as she slowed down, still deep in the woods.

Ellie's left arm was firmly and tightly wrapped around your waist, her other one held a knife to your neck drawing a line of blood as she increased the pressure of the blade against your skin.

"Let her go Ellie-" Abby's voice came out shaky despite all the effort she put into keeping it level. "I don't want to fight you..."

You hiccuped in an attempt to keep your sobs at bay, only causing Ellie to dig the hunting knife into your skin. "You don't have a choice." She grunted, hatred spilling out through the tone of her voice.

"Fine. Just leave her out of this" Abby softened, her shaking hands made a fist to try and cease the shaking and jittering of nervousness or anger? You couldn't tell.

The sudden release of Ellie's tight grip on you caused you to lose your balance. You stumbled before your foot got caught on an overgrown root of a tree making you tumble to the ground with a hiss at the twang of pain from your newly sprained ankle. Great.

Your mind was hazy- you heard the grunts and heavy breathing as the two women fought, but you couldn't bear to watch. Instead you turned your attention to the now whimpering BoBo who settled by your injured ankle, licking it softly in hopes it would ease your pain.

Ellie had ran at Abby, balled fist punching and swinging at the blonde who dodged and avoided her assaults.

"I don't want to hurt you" Abby gritted

"Stop being such a pussy and fucking fight me." Ellie spat, taking out the blade and handling it- begining to try and slash at the muscle of Abby.

Abby's body contorted, moving under Ellie's arm as she tried to swing the knife at her- coming from behind her and shoving her into the bark of one of the oak trees that surrounded the woods clearing.

Her hand manhandled the blade out of Ellie's tattooed hand throwing it on the grassy ground, still damp from the dewy spring morning. "Are we done now?... I'm not going to kill you Ellie."

"Fine. I won't give you a choice." The sound of a click came from behind Ellie's back, her hand pulling out the gun that had been strapped to her holster and pointed towards your sitting frame.

Bang.

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I don't think I like this. But here you go 🍞 nonnie.

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[w3w]

Apocalypse ID Pack

🌿 ꒱ Names

alberto, alyx, anteros, apocalypse, arthur, conquest, death, ellie, famine, isabela, jamie, jesse, jinx, joan, joel, kerri, maria, nero, ollie, perry, raniero, reaper, riley, rui, sally, sam, sara, shepard, tessa, victor(ia), war

☠️ ꒱ Pronouns

addict / addiction, bea / beauty, bu / burn, con / control, cor / corpse, cur / cursed, da / dark, dea / death, des / destruction, deso / desolate, dev / devour, doo / doom, dooms / doomsday, earth / earthy, en / end, fam / famine, fea / fear, gre / grey, hoa / hoard, hope / hopeless, hun / hunger, hu / hurt, me / mess, no / escape, pow / power, pray / prayer, pro / protect, rat / ration, resou / resource, rui / ruin, scar / scared, scav / scavenge, star / starve, stea / steal, sur / survive, trap / trapped, unfix / unfixable, unnat / unnatural, unsta / unstable, unstop / unstoppable, wea / weak, weap / weaponry

🌿 ꒱ Titles

[x] who brings the end of all, the apocalyptic nightmare, [x] who offers you no escape, the spider watching over the flies caught in its web, the spreading infection of death, [x] the bringer of curses, [x] who knows best, the adoration of hate's harbinger, [x] who rains hell upon the planet, the indescribable being carved in god's image, death's embrace, the total collapse of human civilization, the static malice, the explosion from below

[x] living in a world of hell, a fly caught in the spider's web, the hunt[er/ress etc.], [x] afflicted with death's infection, [x] with a low life span, [x] with heightened fear responses, [x] who steals to survive, [x] tempted by the offer of death's embrace, [x] locked within the chambers of hell's abode, the lost control of earth's highest species, the messenger of apocalyptic symptoms

☠️ ꒱ Genders

apocalypsey/n, apocalyptenic, apocamaschelpic, apocanamic, apocasunsetic, apothelyptic, calamic, demosinian, postdesperationis / postspesic, solapocgender, warfaren

bonus: alderlyptic

[deadpresidents]

Are there any historians who you make sure to get every book that they write no matter what the subject is and if so who?

Oh yeah, most definitely, there are a number of them. Just to name a few: Doris Kearns Goodwin; H.W. Brands; Jon Meacham; Rick Atkinson; Nathaniel Philbrick; Bob Woodward; Robert Caro; Robert Dallek; Rick Perlstein; Ron Chernow; Peter Baker; Fergus M. Bordewich; David I. Kertzer; David McCullough; Ben Macintyre; Edmund Morris; Erik Larson; David O. Stewart; James F. Simon; James Holland; Antony Beevor; Joseph J. Ellis; Christopher Hibbert; Douglas Brinkley; Lawrence Wright...the list goes on-and-on and I'm undoubtedly forgetting some important names, but I definitely have every book published by all of those authors (except for Beevor, who I'm missing a few titles from). Not only am I a book lover and book collector, but I'm kind of a completist, so it's often hard me to resist going out of my way to get everything by certain authors.

(And they aren't historians, but I also am a completist when it comes to Sam Shepard, John Steinbeck, Robert Greene, and Hunter S. Thompson.)

[mushroommanchanterelle]

I've got an idea for an AU, but I wanted to dip my toes in the fanfiction water. Here it is, my first ever piece of fanfiction.

The smell of fresh coffee greeted the galley of the Normandy, wafting through the recycled air. Sitting at the table already was Kaiden Alenko, two cups of steaming coffee in front of him. He watches the hall intently. As if on cue, a sluggish, slumbering mass of blankets emerges from the captain’s quarters. Eleanor Shepard, the first human Spectre, nearly crawls out of her room. Her faded pink locks were tucked into a messy bun, strands of hair haphazardly jutting out from the top of her head. Kaiden gives her an amused smile as he takes a long sip of coffee.

“Rough night?”

She rolls her violet eyes and takes a 

seat beside him, neglecting to leave behind the standard issue sheets that covered her bed. 

“I made you some coffee.”

Eleanor eyes it, then picks up the mug, giving it a taste. Kaiden watches, leaning back in his seat. “How’d I do?”

The absolute mess of a commander laughs a bit as she takes a bigger gulp, then sets down the mug.

“Just how I like it. How’d you know?”

“I pay attention. You look like hell.”

Eleanor sighs and opens a maintenance hatch on the wall nearby, exposing the fire extinguisher. Kaiden raises an eyebrow, awaiting an explanation. Instead of responding immediately, Shepard shoves her hand past the red cylinder, and pulls out a fuzzy stuffed star just big enough to hug.

“You…put them in the walls. Adams isn’t going to like that.”

“Adams can bite me. It’s not hurting anything.” She slumps over, hugging the stuffed star close to her chest with a sigh.

“Come on, Shepard. Talk to me. What’s wrong?”

Eleanor takes another long gulp of coffee and closes her eyes, thinking about what she intended to say.

“It’s just… The crew. There’s a lot of new faces, and I’m just… I already said some pretty dumb things to Wrex. I’ve never worked with…with anyone that wasn’t human before.”

“Shot nerves? That’s not like you, Shepard. You say stupid things all the time and it’s never bothered you before.”

Eleanor grumbles and rolls her eyes.

“Seriously Elly. What’s bothering you about this?”

“It’s…a lot of things. Like I said, new faces, new problems. I mean, what do dextros even eat?”

Kaiden takes a pause to drink down the last of his coffee, pondering the question.

“Tali would probably know. She seems knowledgeable enough to figure out how to prep some food. Hell, maybe we can add her to the cooking rotation so she and Garrus can eat something that isn’t pre-packaged.”

“It’s not Tali that I’m worried about…”

Kaiden’s eyebrow raises, and he looks over Shepard. The hero of the Skylian Blitz, the first human Spectre, was staring down into her coffee, lost in thought, almost flinching at the name.

“You were thinking about Garrus again, weren’t you?”

Eleanor nearly drops her coffee as she recoils, looking up at Kaiden with wide eyes and a soft blush across her cheeks.

“I…I wasn’t! I just… I worry about him, you know? The guy’s got a bad relationship with his father, a-and with his investigation going poorly… I guess I just worry about his capabilities. There’s nothing more to it.”

“Shepard, you don’t have to lie to me. It’s pretty clear where you stand on the matter.”

Eleanor nearly slams the coffee mug down onto the table, looking away with an indigent expression.

“I don’t know what you mean, Kaiden. I outrank you. Don’t forget that.”

Kaiden puts his hands up, giving an amused smile.

“Fine, fine, pull rank if you’ve gotta. You’ve only ever done it when I’ve struck a nerve.”

Eleanor stares him down, face red, burying herself beneath her blanket.

“You like him, Shepard. You don’t want to admit it, but you do. It’s pretty obvious to everyone that’s known you for more than five minutes.”

“I don’t…I mean… I… Is it really that obvious? He’s a turian! I can’t-”

Her words get cut off by the sound of the elevator door opening. A familiar voice clears his throat, and Garrus walks out to greet the duo. “Good morning, Commander, Lieutenant. Am I interrupting something?”

Kaiden gives a friendly smile as Shepard sinks deeper into her blankets.

“No, you’re fine. I was just leaving anyway.”

Kaiden finishes his coffee and stands to leave, giving Eleanor one last amused chuckle before shaking his head and walking off, leaving Eleanor to sulk in her blanket fortress.