#shepards knight

[rachetmath]

Alternate Shepheard Knight. Jaune meets Fiona after getting arrested and interrogated by her. Though first impressions went horribly wrong they found a way to make it work. Was inspired by @evenmorefatallyobsessed

[wu-sisyphus-gang]

Fiona: Wow this is so cool! That’s your weapon? You’re so interesting.

Jaune: I know you’re not real. Get out of my head.

[spahhzy]

A Verse 2~ Shepard's Knight.

Jaune was prepping for the beach trip with his girlfriend Fiona Thyme.

Jaune: Babe, you almost ready?

Fiona: One minute!

The sound of footsteps slapping the wooden floor made Jaune aware that Fiona was on her way as Jaune was prepping his duffle bag.

Fiona: Babe turn around~

Jaune: Hmm, let's hurry up and get yourself p-p-pac-

In front of Jaune, was his girlfriend in a rather skimpy bathing suit showing off her curves and beauty.

Fiona: Well? Like it?~

Fiona twirled, and Jaune caught sight of two jiggling plump round cheeks, clapping at him.

Fiona didn't get to say much as suddenly she was back up stairs in a pinch as Jaune was no where to be seen.

Fiona: Jaune? Babe?

In the bathroom downstairs.

Jaune was sweating bullets as he picked up his scroll and called a number. It rang a good few times before it finally someone answered.

Jaune: Pastor Weiss...w-w-when you said that t-the lord is my shepard...what kind of sheep were we talking about?

Jaune: C-cause those lambchops...are looking more like yam-chops.

Jaune: Pastor Weiss g-go ahead and throw the whole book at me.

[cramenjoyer]

the sexual tension between me and bioware video game characters voiced by jennifer hale...

[the-shotce-newsletter]

Here’s our boy! Lol fitting I finished this as we go into mermay. Gaz and Soap have a healthy competition for setting records in the Alliance. Commander Shepard keeps them on their toes.

Now I just gotta think up some ‘beefy’ N7 ideas for Ghost and Soap. Maybe Farah too?

Edit: adjusted some lighting.

[nightmaskart]

Sir Kovust Koruvar, finished commission

[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

[seithr]

remembered that my shepard/spacer shep has a still alive mom in the alliance according to ME2/3

also remembered that that character (katrine/caia) always has a sister uninvolved in the family's career military history

remembering she had to mourn her elder sister who just Disappeared for two years, and would have spent even longer knowing shepard isn't alive bc their alliance mom probably can't just tell a civillian doctor,

[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

[ciggrtte]

grey's anatomy icons [special old cast]

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[pennkin]

Shepherd of Zebulun.

[rachetmath]

Robyn: So Arc-

Jaune: You can call me “Jaune”. I’ve been here for five months.

Robyn: Well okay. Jaune um… what’s your day like with Fiona.

Jaune: Normal.

Robyn: Really? Nothing’s going on with you two?

Jaune: No. I just help her out. That’s it.

Robyn: Really?

Jaune: Yes.

Somewhere else

Nora: So Fiona. How long have you and Jaune been a couple?

Fiona: We’re not couple. What makes you think that?

Nora: You see him everyday. More than me.

Fiona: He helps me with the orphanage.

Nora: Nothing else?

Fiona: No!

Jaune and Fiona were in the Orphanage.

???: Mr. Arc? Mr. Thyme?

Jaune: What is it Rex?

Rex: Are you and Ms. Thyme a couple?

Fiona: Oh my- Robyn!

Robyn appears only to have May and Nora with her.

Jaune: Nora, you too?!

Nora: Look d-

Jaune: Nora.

Nora: *forgot the kid* Oh.

Jaune: Rex go to your room.

Rex: Okay. *leaves*

Jaune: Now what the hell wrong with you two?

Fiona: Why are you so obsessed with this?

Robyn: Because you two-

May: Look Fiona I been watching you two a lot and I have to admit it’s hard not to believe you’re not dating. In fact, I wouldn’t be surpise to call you both a married couple.

Fiona: Ugh you too May. Seriously wat-

May: You and Jaune do Laundry together.

May: Spend time with kids together.

May: In fact, when Jaune’s training leads him to get hurt, you are the first to drag him to the nursery and patch him up. Even when he tells us “Don’t worry about it.”

May: In fact you two are always in the kitchen together making dinner.

May: And Jaune, boy what Nora told me about you was damn lie. I saw what you did. Slow dancing in the night.

Nora: He was that smooth?

May: Smooth as Micheal Jackson.

Nora: Oh no.

Fiona: Um.

Jaune: Damn.

Nora: Oh yes. Finally. Fuck you Pyrrha! He go get right. *pulls scroll out her pocket and makes a call*

???: Hello.

Nora: Fuck you Weiss. You lose. He found someone better. He found the princess and gone make her his queen.

Jaune: Nora, calm down.

Nora: Fuck off Jaune. This is my victory.

In the twilight.

Pyrrha: Okay bitch, what did I do?

Adam: I mean you left the guy and died a meaningless death like Summer.

Summer: I gave birth to another silver eyed warrior. That has to count.

Hazel: Does she know how to use her eyes though?

Summer: Shut up.

Ironwood: And she destroyed Atlas and got Penny, Vine, Clover and myself killed so she’s kind a misfortune upon us.

Summer: Okay ya’ll need to stop disrespecting my daughter. Ya’ll made mistake.

Ironwood: Or so you say.

Summer: We can fight. We can fight right now James.

Pyrrha: I don’t understand.

Penny: Friend Pyrrha you are the main source of his trauma and pain.

Pyrrha: B-you know what… fuck all you.

Roman: Whoa Invincible Champion, it’s not our fault your ‘boyfriend’ decided to break that little curse you placed on him.

Pyrrha: Oh come on- I’m leaving. I don’t need this.

Summer: My death had meaning. My daughter has a mystery to solve.

Adam: So finally one of your daughters is actually trying to know what happened to you. It’s too bad they have to find the same woman that took one of them many years to find.

Summer: Oh my god.

Roman: Not to mention at least Penny’s death served a purpose. Winter’s alive. She kept thousands of people alive. While your death, Pyrrha, caused more suffering than good.

Pyrrha: You know what who wants to fight first? Who? Cause I’ll show you why they written me off. Name one. Who can body me? Who?! Step up. STEP UP!

Adam: Oh I never run from no challenge. Especially no One-V-One, come on bitch.

[wu-sisyphus-gang]

Fiona: You seem interesting.

Jaune: I’ll have you know…

Jaune: You are wrong.

[jacensolodjo]

Shepard: How did you get so good with terminals? Kaidan: Books. Shepard: Ah, books. I've heard of those. Kaidan: ...Shepard.

[pigeonfog]

[doodle] Lockwood/shep

(nsfw under the cut)

[jdtrashman]

FFXIV: A Dream Of Home Part 1

"Thus let me live, unseen, unknown;

Thus unlamented let me die;

Steal from the world, and not a stone

Tell where I lie."

Allie first met Gallien in Gridania. He had run off to die alone in the woods, to give his brothers less dead weight. When hearing about this, Allie ran ahead to find and bring him home. If not to recover, then at least to die among his family. With Meffrid's help, they managed to convince Gallien to come back. Then, Allie processed what she had just done - she had just helped someone. All by herself. A man's life was just a bit better, a bit warmer, because she had passed through it. It felt good.

And then that same man died in front of her. Alone. In a cave. With that infernal poem the last thing he said to her. The words bounced around in her head as she made her way back to Rhalgr's Reach to pay respect to the dead alongside Myste. She barely noticed anything else, so lost was she in her own thoughts.

As always, those thoughts drifted back to home. To Cronera.

The same sensations always reminded her of home: the white, sandy beach between her toes, the sounds of markets in the distance, and the smell of ocean salt. Although recognized as its own nation, Cronera was small enough to pass beneath the notice of neighboring Thavnair, or even faraway Garlemald. And so their island of 30,000 people were allowed to live in the comfort of obscurity.

All of that ended when a Croneran woman made a crass remark at a Garlean Admiral, embarrassing him in public. He responded by forging the evidence needed to sack the entire island. The slaughter took a week. Allie's entire world was burned to the ground in a single week. Though the evidence was proven fraudulent in that time, to stop would mean admitting that the Garlean Empire made a mistake. So while the admiral never lived to see his revenge completed, none other than Livia Sas Junus was sent to finish the job.

Allie still remembered the gleam of her solid white armor in the sun as it shone through the smoke. Like an angel of death, coming to end their little island. She still saw her father, some nights, forcing a smile as Livia's gun pressed to the back of his head. His last words to her...

"Allie...don't be afraid."

Those words were always most effective at pulling her out of her own head. The events that followed them were too painful to recount, even to herself. So as she groped her way out of her painful memories, she found herself standing in Rhalgr's Reach, standing before the shrine to the eponymous god. The idea of praying to a god of destruction for the safe passage of the dead was strange at first. But the more Allie chewed on it in that moment, the more it made a kind of sense.

"What good are prayers to the dead?" Myste asked no one. "They've no ears to listen..."

Allie stared at the boy for a moment. The child appeared out of nowhere with the simple desire to help. Sure, that help involved stealing half of her job stone to fuel his memory-manifest-whatever powers, but Allie had witnessed firsthand the good it could do for people. Just a shame that they hadn't arrived in time to give Gallien the help he needed...

"Perhaps," Allie started. "Perhaps we can hope the gods will hear us...grant them sage passage."

Without looking up, Myste responded, "You don't believe that anymore than I do..."

"What else is there?" On that cheerful note, Allie turned to leave. She needed to be alone.

She needed to think about something.

---

The Cronerans didn't believe in gods the same way that the Eorzeans did. Their religion was more of a guiding philosophy than a solid pantheon. This distinction was why it took so long for the Garleans to "step in". But while Allie ultimately preferred their way of doing things, she couldn't deny the envy she felt at the other way. The certainty their faith brought them. Perhaps it was this lack of certainty that brought her here. To the edge of a cliff.

Allie stared down at the ravine. Yep. This height would be perfect. If she were planning on jumping. Which, she kept trying to tell herself, she wasn't. But times like this made her consider it.

"Why not?" came a voice from deep inside herself. A voice she didn't like to listen to. "Why not jump? What's keeping you here?"

Beloch. Rhea. Q'ihnn.

"Their love will fade," said the voice. "Q'ihnn's friendship will reach its limit, along with his patience."

I...I help people.

"The way you helped Gallien? That worked out great, didn't it? All you have done since you came here is kill people."

I had to.

"Then why do you feel so guilty?"

Then, a new voice. "Shepard...what are you doing?" asked Myste, scant steps behind her.

Her voice quivered along with her lip as she continued staring down at the yawning abyss that promised release. "...thinking."

"Please. Don't." Myste pleaded with her, his voice low and small - as if she were an easily frightened animal, and he didn't want her to pounce.

"I, I won't, kid. Don't worry. I just...I just need to think."

"You brought Gallien certainty. Comfort. You, we, we helped him. You don't need to do this."

Allie sighed. "I am tired, child. And like all who are tired, I...I just want to go home." And there was only one way to do that, wasn't there?

Myste thought for a moment, then looked back up at Allie. "Alright. Alright, Shepard. I will send you home."

This made Allie turn, a mix of anger and tiredness on her face. "Kid, I swear, if you try to make some kinda simulacrum of my dad or something, I'll-" then everything felt significantly heavier. Allie fell gently to the ground, Myste hurrying to pull her limp body back from the edge of the cliff. Her eyes felt like they were tied to weights. It was a herculean effort to keep them open. "What did you do...?" she felt tired. Literally, this time. She fought to stay awake. She was failing.

Myste stroked her hair as he finally eased her head into his small lap, his smile kind, his eyes so sad. "It's okay, Allienea. Just drift away. Take the rest that you have earned. Rest...and dream of home."

Home.

Allie's eyes fell and closed. She then jolted awake and scrambled to her feet. "Myste?!" she shouted. She was gonna wring that little troglodyte's neck when she-

Allie took a sniff of the air. Then she took off her shoes to feel the sand between them. Then, her ears felt the familiar drumming of markets.

"Allie." She whipped her head around and saw him. His voice mighty like a great brass bell, yet gentle like the horse you'd trust with your life. There, standing at the edge of the beach, was her father - Oronea Shepard. "I think it's time to head home."

The tears flowed like a pair of great rivers. And she smiled. "Yes, father, home sounds wonderful."

to be continued...