#shepards ml..

[aeurobie]

this is a call for help..

if you like the shepards, even more talking about them, pleak.. i need a gc or a disc serv or SOMETHING. barely anyone does and i need to speak.

thanks 😪😪

[weirdbabs]

i have a bunch of memos on my phone of comic ideas/memes that i should one day make, gathered over years, but i never have

[mostmagical]

hi I write.

multi-fandom but mainly posting about mass effect (primarily femshep/garrus), miraculous ladybug, and kingdom hearts. all fandoms are tagged. unless I forget.

ao3 / writing tag

analysis/meta or otherwise writerly thoughts (if I feel like tagging them)

fic recs/fics by others: ml • m/e (or check out my bookmarks)

comprehensive fic list under read more

mass effect 💫

Shepard/Garrus:

A Break (ao3) oneshot, 1.2k, T - Fluffy cuddling.

can't breathe (ao3) poem, 630, T - Garrus on Omega, post-rocket.

Heartbeating (ao3) oneshot, 3.6k, M - Shepard, Angst, Pre- & Post-Destroy reflections.

Hoping, Praying, Promising (ao3) oneshot, 2.1k, T - Garrus study, The Handshake.

pitfall (ao3) poem, 805, T - Shepard, grieving in the after of Destroy.

Until I'm Dead And Buried (ao3) oneshot, 7k, E - ME3 Pre-Cronos Station missing scene. (PWP)

Waiting Room (ao3) 10/10, 21k, T - Post-Destroy, Shepard wakes up in the hospital alone and injured, Normandy MIA.

When You're Home (ao3) oneshot, 7.1k, E - ME3 Post-rekindling, pining-filled reunion smut. (PWP)

others: in golden yellow (ao3) poem, 342, G - Poem about grief. (ME:A, Avitus Rix/Macen Barro)

miraculous ladybug 🐞 all completed fics and oneshots hundred word drabbles

multi-chapters:

Fate, Destiny... A Hamster (ao3 / tumblr tag) 14/14, 60k, T - Adrinette Never Met AU. Based on real life hamster events.

Like Salt Water to a Blister (ao3) 7/7, 7k, T - Adrien breaks an arm. Sadrien Week 2025 prompt-fill ficlet.

Maybe You Forgot (ao3) 5/5, 19k, T - Only Marinette remembers Oblivio AU.

Tail-End First (ao3) 2/2, 7.2k, G - Ladynoir identity reveal by minor injury. And onesies.

drabble collections:

100 words (ao3) - Wordle collection. All love square.

brevity (ao3) - Tumblr request collection. Multiple relationships (still mostly love square).

[ourpickwickclub]

He used to tweet at ML all the time. He is obsessed with this idea that country people are superior and hunting is the most important thing in life. Some of his tweets to/about ML:

“Ashley Monroe and Miranda Lambert are in camp with us this week.. Lighting please don't strike me! I need to check my lotto tickets!”

“I really want to see Miranda smoke a big one! She is the real deal, not a wanna be country girl, like some female artist.”

“Your Hot! and you hunt. Blake S, is a lucky man!.”

“RT: @Miranda_Lambert Just found out I got a Grammy nod. I can't believe it. Thank u Jesus.(And she hunts, how cool is that?!)”

“Miranda Lambert won some well deserved awards at the ACM's. So did Luke Bryan. So proud of all these guys too for standing up for hunting.”

“If you don't like Ashton Shepard and Miranda Lambert's music! Admit you are yuppie town folk!”

“Miranda Lambert burned down ATl last night better than Sherman with her concert! Great to see a country girl do good.”

Being country and hunting is the most important thing for Waddell. Gwen clearly doesn’t fit that criteria, likely why he feels the need to remind everyone Blake is still country and “stayed true to himself” [despite Gwen]

So he’s been a name-dropper for years, and one with bad taste. 😆

— M

[edendaphne]

I started replaying the Mass Effect series last week and I keep going back and forth between wanting to play the game and wanting to draw my character 😆 I haven’t played through the series since like 2012-ish

This is Helena Shepard, and I headcanon that her appearance changes throughout the series according to her current life events.

In Mass Effect 1, Shepard is a graceful, poised, and incredibly talented soldier with a lot of medals and experience under her belt. Her appearance is well put together and clean cut, always ready to make a good impression as a representative from the human race and improve their relations with all the other alien species.

Shepard at the beginning of Mass Effect 2 looks quite haggard and her complexion is more greyish, but it's understandable considering she's been dead for a couple of years  😆  Her old scars are gone and in their place are numerous new new scars from the revival process. Her head is partly shaven from having various probes and other tools being utilized in the reconstruction procedures she underwent during that time, so she sometimes wears her hair down to cover that area. Making Paragon choices makes these scars less and less visible as the events of the game progress. (Renegade decisions would make them more noticeable and glowy, but playing a Renegade Shepard is too hard for me because you have to be really mean to everyone!)  😆  

In Mass Effect 3, Shepard keeps a slightly longer hair length, but is Very Tired and extremely burned out from constantly saving the galaxy, so she doesn't bother as much with her appearance. Her reconstruction scars are gone and her skin is back to its natural healthy glow.

ANYWAY, if you read all this, you get a gold star!! 🎖

[lost-miraculous]

Episode 4, DITLO Kala . Part 3

Episode 4 part 3

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[iheartgarrus]

Drabble Prompt: Branch

(AO3 Link - My parents were visiting last week so I have an excuse for coming down to the wire this time! Today, Jack gets an unexpected email.)

Flopping down on the bed in her quarters, Jack groaned as her omni-tool pinged - an academy staff email, probably.  She opened the message with a lazy swipe.

Jack,

Came across this file recently on an isolated Cerberus network. Thought you might want to see it.

-ML

Okay, not a staff email.

Before Jack could think twice, she had the file open. An audio transcript between some doctor and an unidentified woman.

Her mother.

She chewed on her lip. In truth, Shepard had sent Jack this file months ago. But she recognized the olive branch for what it was.

Thanks, Cheerleader.

[darthkvznblogs]

Following up on my earlier RvB ask (and a reblog suggesting you watch Seasons 11-13) how would you potentially bring our gang of idiots into the Kryptonverse? (Funnily enough, one of the more recent seasons actually brings up a way that they could've fallen into the Kryptonverse.) Both getting properly retconned in and/or if they wound up in a situation like Shepard and EDI

Sorry for the delay, I had to really focus on finishing the ML fic chapter and I usually take a day off anything writing related after an upload.

Honestly, the biggest challenge would be figuring out how to merge RvB with Halo proper in any way that makes sense and then fit it into the Kryptonverse somehow, because I don't think I would like to bring RvB in on its own.

Anyway, assuming I did just do RvB, I'd probably tie them to the Nova Corps. Just spitballing here, since I haven't considered it before, but if I were to do a merge, I'd still want them to be human and tie them back to Earth, so perhaps they would be part of an old, abandoned SWORD-Nova cooperation project that fell through when the Kree stepped up their "protection" of Earth. It'd probably be more fun to not do the full merge, though - the Reds and Blues thrive when they're able to relentlessly mock their ridiculous surroundings and situations, and there's a whole lot of those they can make fun of if they get trapped in the Kryptonverse for a while. I picture them popping into a Kree warship, bullsh*tting and Mr. Magoo-ing their way to taking it for themselves, then running around the galaxy being pursued by an Accuser they can ridicule and eventually have a dramatic-yet-still-hilarious showdown with.

Like I said, very surface level theory-crafting here hahaha I doubt I'd actually go through with including RvB someday, but I guess you never know!

[tiny-banana-time]

Another prompt if you like! How’s about "You know I love a challenge." From the teasing dialogue list, for JayKay. Sounds like something Jay would say haha

MLS I'M SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG. But I'm also not sorry. It's been a fucking week, man. Anyway! Got something for you :)

We're on Mars, and Jay is showing off a new trick, because this is indeed something he would say.

"Not even you. There's no way."

The words had barely passed his lips before Kaidan regretted them. Of all the arguments he could have made, all the alternatives he could have suggested, he tells Shepard something's not possible?

Maybe Jay's not as bull-headed as he used to be, and he'll take Kaidan's statement into consideration instead of-

Ah. Nope.

He's calculating something, brown eyes trailing between their position on the ground and the Cerberus agent tucked up on the ledge in front of them. There's two more agents on their level, easy enough to take out, but the guy up top has the vantage point.

Jay's head stalls on its pivot, and his mouth takes up the movement instead. One corner raises into a smirk, and despite all the minute differences between Shepard's face and the one he was used to, that smirk and the wild look in his eyes is exactly the same as Kaidan remembers. If he still knows Shepard even a fraction of how he once did, that look can't mean anything good.

"Kaidan, take the guy on the left. James, the one on the right. I've got our ledge dweller handled. On my signal."

Kaidan readies his pistol and throws up his barrier. "Shepard-" he starts to ask, but it's cut off.

"Ready?"

It's not so much a question as it is an order before Jay's corona flares around him, massive and unruly like Kaidan's never seen it, the edges flickering on contact with Kaidan's own. Where it swirls and intermingles, flows around Kaidan and becomes a part of him once again, is just as calm and seamless as years ago. But that mingling is a stark contrast to the raw power flung out from Jay in every other direction.

Another question.

"Now!"

Before Kaidan can argue, before he can even open his mouth to ask him what the fuck he's doing, Shepard is off. Not barreling headfirst towards the enemy in his usual sense, no, but fucking bolting towards the agent above? One second he's right next to Kaidan and manipulating his mass, and the next he's three meters up and six meters away with a shotgun to the poor bastard's head.

"Hijo de puta-"

Kaidan wants to voice his agreement, but their two friends on the ground ahead have noticed the biotic cannonball firing a round into their squad mate's face.

He raises the mass of both enemies' legs and gets a clean shot on his target. James finishes off his own and swaps for a fresh thermal clip, looking over to Kaidan after.

"He always this loco?"

Kaidan watches Jay lower his own mass and drop back down to their level, his stride tense as he moves towards the bodies ahead. How does Kaidan even answer that now, after all this time? The Jay he knew was stubborn and self-sacrificing, but this is…

"He better not be."

They'll have time to properly talk about whatever the fuck that little stunt was later. Where and how he learned it, and why. He does another scan of their surroundings before jogging up next to Shepard. Details can wait, but before they continue their advance on the facility, Kaidan needs the basics.

"Shepard, what the hell was that?" He tries to keep his tone neutral, his volume low, but Kaidan knows there's a hint of venom in the way the question rolls off his tongue.

The glance that's returned over Shepard's shoulder cuts in an unfamiliar way: something wounded and cautious slipping through before he returns to careful stoicism. Jay throws on a quick smirk but won't meet Kaidan's eye.

"You know I love a challenge."

He moves to object, hand settling on Jay's lower arm, when he's cut off.

"Later, Kaidan," he whispers. It's a request, not an order, but Kaidan takes it nonetheless.

"Yeah, okay. Later."

[whatdoesshedotothem]

Saturday 9 September 1837

8 ¼

11 5

very fine morning A- breakfasted about 8 ½ and I at 10 ¼ - she came and sat with me (talking about 1 thing or other) till after 10 – F72 ½° in the sun now at 10 ¼ am breakfast now at 10 ¼ - Mr. SW. just arrived – wanted A- no! sometime with Mr. SW. then had Shaw the junior plastered and paid him by check n°162 his bill for work at Shibden hall (bill allowed by Mr. Harper) – breakfast at 11 in 20 minutes then out – with Mr. Gray and about- till after 12 – had Mawson – his bill (in 2 for fillers and carts separately) for moving stuff from flower garden slope and from carriage road along laundry court brought in and changed by day – said Mr. SW. must bring it into measure that I might see what stuff had been removed and at what per yard – told him of being obliged to send again to Mr. Charles Priestley for beer – mentioned Tathams’ being now his Mawsons’ tenant and then mentioned incidentally that for cottages and new building the additional rent would be £30 per annum – Shepard has taken Mr. Stocks’s beer shop opposite the Stump X Inn at they say £20 a year paid M- for thatching stack and moving Walsh land and gave him check n°163 for £50 in a/c of his bills, and

SH:7/ML/E/20/0125

gave him note (enclosing check n°164 for £100 for myself) to ‘Mr. Mackean Yorkshire District Bank Hx’ then wrote the above of today till now 1 25 – then calculating till 2 ½ then out a little while – then had Parkinson, Booth and Hinton in a/c of great main drain at the Northgate hotel running down into winding hill lane about 200 yards at 8/. drain 2ft.  broad and 3 ft. deep and in places 8 or 10 ft. deep in the ground – Hinton has agreed with SW. to do drain for A- in Hatters’ street 18in. wide 2ft. deep at 4/. per yard – H- asked me if I could take 250 yards of stuff from Mr. Cross hills, Mr. Rayner – H- has offered to get it away at 1/6 per yard cube – says it would cost him ½ carting – but if I cannot do with it, he will think no more of the job – when I told him I had 6000 yards to come from the platform and 3000 from the Incline besides drifts, and all from Northgate, he say that I had no room to spare – he says there are 1000 yards flat a ft. deep = 333 1/3 yards cube to come from the courts and perhaps about 150 yards more to come from Northgate besides the new street – said I should not do this latter at present – after Hinton had Blythe – he thinks we have got wood enough for the whole of the work talked of to be done gave him the last invoice but one to parcel out – then had Mr. Crook the bell hanger paid him (1st time) £10 in a/c and he thinks I shall have to pay him £30 or £40 more – all this settling took me till about 6 – then out about – with John Booth in the stables talking about setting all my turned up ground with potatoes next spring – then with Mr. Gray till came in at 7 ¼ - went into the cellar – 1 port – dressed – dinner at 7 ½ - came upstairs from the dining room and till 9 5 wrote the last 17 lines of today – then lay down (very sleepy) and asleep till A- came to me a minute or 2 before 10 – F50° at 10 5 pm fine day with the exception of a little light rain now and then in the afternoon – Letter from Manchester tonight – from Noe Briggs offering himself a candidate to live in the ‘nunnery’ as the people are pleased to call the Lodge

[musicfeedsmysoul12]

Do you have any kind of fandom or know of one where you think that would be the perfect one for a Bnha crossover/fusion?

I've read so many good Pokemon/bnha xovers but also some character x gets reincarnated into bnha character y fics that I really enjoyed

KHR is pretty good for this honestly. Izuku being a Sky and that’s why he’s Quirkless was an idea I had for a bit. Also you know, Quirks caused by the Acrobaleno curse no longer being needed is cool.

Hmm... I kinda keep mentally kicking around a Lovestruck crossover (Lovestruck being an Otome Game source with multiple stories one such story had people mention people randomly gaining powers so....)

I actually don’t really like the idea of a Naruto or Harry Potter crossover because for me if I’m doing a serious crossover I like to try and keep powers sort of consistent and an HP character or Naruto character in MHA would be very OP.

ML would work to in BNHA. Izuku finding the Miraculous would be so much fun.

I’ve read a few really good Cardcaptor crossovers.

I actually have a fic where I was playing with the idea of Star Wars characters being reincarnatied in MHA because of TikTok where a few lines between Leia and Han are used for ShinDeku. (Leia is Izuku, Han is Shinso, Luke is Ochako, C3PO is Iida, R2D2 is Kaminari, Aizawa is Vadar...) I kinda lost interest but I still have it. It was only meant as a oneshot so I’m not worried, I’ll get back to it.

Mass Effect would be interesting more as a reincarnation thing because I love playing regular soldier Shep and working with aliens and biotics and stuff would so have Shep going bet when someone says Shep as Izuku can’t be a hero because guess what? This badass was a hero before who worked with people who would make drones and lift shit with their minds.

Marvel to, maybe DC but I feel like both universes are a bit to... hmmmm I think I would use the word to... vast? I mean, Marvel stuff could take place years before cause mutants and shit but I dunno.

 I mean, we could also have a random Sorcerer steal the time stone and vanish into the MHA world to protect it from Thanos, meet Izuku and then train him in the mystic arts but ehhhh nah.

.... I think if I had to say a perfect crossover as in the worlds are in fact the same and the events either took place years before MHA or are occurring at the same time would be Miraculous, Cardcaptor or KHR. Maybe Havenfall is for Lovers from Lovestruck to given the mention of powers.

Reincarnation wise it’s different because Izuku being Shepard, or Tony Stark or even Hawkeye would be interesting as fuck. You can also just remove powers as needed.

[princess-of-the-corner]

One of my favorite ML fics is a oneshot crossover with one of my favorite game series, Mass Effect. Basically, Marinette stops aging because Miraculous, and outlives everyone she's known and loved. Sometime later, she takes the name Bridgette Shepard and enlists in the Systems Alliance (aka Earth and her colonies), becoming a war hero and later the events of the first Mass Effect game kick off.

Oh dope

[afraidofchange]

me: Alice and Jack, besties, drunk at the party. Shepard, jokingly, "Hey, put an "ML" on my ass cheek. Just do it for shits and gigs"

@cerberusofficer : alice just gets: 'cheerleader simp' written instead

[igoehomegroup]

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[lost-miraculous]

Episode 3, DITLO Sera. Part 2

Episode 3 part 2

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[forlornmelody]

Traitor, Martyr, Spy Chapter 1-- Against All Odds

Rating: Explicit (later chapters will have smut)

Ship: FemShep x Miranda Lawson

AO3 Link: Here

Summary:   Against all odds, Cerberus Spy Miranda Lawson and Alliance Marine Artemis Shepard have fallen in love. But Miranda is on the run and Artemis has turned herself in to Alliance custody--and the Reapers will arrive any second. Can these two defy all odds a second time?

Note: This is a sequel to About That Uniform

“Maybe we’ll see each other in prison.” Artemis smiles lazily up at her, worming her fingers between Miranda’s and squeezing. After a few cocktails in the Lounge, they’ve come back to Shepard’s cabin

“Not funny, Shepard.” Miranda feels a slight tug on her wrist. Come back to bed, Artemis tells her with her touch, but Miranda can’t sleep. She’s sitting on the bed with the sheets crumpled up around her waist. 

“We’ll figure something out.” Artemis finally relents, sitting up next to her so she can sling an arm around Miranda’s hip. She plants a soft kiss against her cheek.

Miranda wants to believe her, but. “You know the Reapers are coming. You heard what that indoctrinated scientist said, Artemis.”

 Artemis Shepard’s smile vanishes at the mention of her first name. She knows Miranda only mentions it when she’s feeling strongly about something. In this context, it means trouble. “If I knew another way, you know I’d take it.”

“Why does it have to be you? Why does it always have to be you?”

“Miranda, listen.” Miranda looks down at her love, already tired of her reasoning, so done with her pleas. “We’ll get through this. I promise.”

Miranda rubs her forehead, feeling a headache forming between her temples. “So says the woman who died.”

Artemis takes Miranda’s hand away, kissing it softly. “So says the woman who brought me back to life.”

“I did damn good work.” Miranda relents, allowing Artemis to pull her back to her side.

“You always do.” Artemis kisses her fervently, tracing her skin slowly, methodically, as if she’s committing her body to memory. And of course, Miranda enjoys their time together, but the fear still lurks at the back of her mind. Nothing this good can ever last.

 Vancouver should be among the last places Miranda visits while she’s on the run from her former employer, but she lands anyway. She uses a commercial space port far from the Alliance base and takes a cab instead of a private shuttle--easier to lose a tail. Using a fake ID, Miranda slips through security, wearing a blond wig and makeup that seemingly alters the contours of her face. Miranda settles at the back of the crowd, holding up binoculars as the Normandy lands. It seems half of the base showed up as extra security. You shouldn’t be here, Miranda.

The docking arms clamp onto Shepard’s ship like a vice. Miranda feels the metallic clang deep in her gut, as if someone stabbed her. Joker hobbles out first, squinting as lightning tears through the sky. Rain dumps on the crowd, drenching their shoulders, backs, and chests, but no one seems to notice the weather as a shadow emerges from the Normandy.

Commander Artemis Shepard of the SSV Normandy, Alliance Military, steps out with her arms held up and her head held high. She walks slowly down the ramp and toward the military police with laser sites dotting all over her head and chest. Most people present would probably mistake her stony demeanor for pride or defiance--but Miranda’s learned to see through it. Now she sees the distance in Artemis’s gaze as she halts so the MPs can cuff her wrists. Shepard had been imprisoned in her own heart long before she surrendered to Alliance Custody.

After Shepard passes by--so achingly close yet so far away--Miranda sweeps the crowd with her binoculars. They come with scanning tech the former Cerberus Operative assembled after passing through security. She uses them to look for armed assailants--Hegemony sympathizers, black ops assailants--hell, even Cerberus agents here to cut a loose end. All clear. Miranda breathes a sigh relief. Maybe Alliance Security isn’t a joke after all. More than likely it’s her contacts doing their jobs. However, next to the door, Miranda Lawson does spot one familiar face. Time to go.

 The streets surrounding the base swarm with press and curious onlookers, so Miranda weaves her way through the crowds on foot. Ducking into the Lions Pub, Miranda sits down in a booth with a glass of sangiovese--eyeing it like it’ll tell her what to do and where to go next. You’re no good on your own. The last voice she wanted to hear right now was her father’s.

“I know you.” Lieutenant Commander Ashley Williams stands next to her table, looking down at Miranda with a burning stare. “You’re that Cerberus shill I saw on Horizon.”

Miranda goes to stand, but Ashley places a hand on hers to stop her. With a sigh, she sits back down across from the marine. “I don’t work for them anymore.” She throws a glance to the rest of the bar, looking to see if they gathered any unwanted attention. “And keep your voice down.”

“Why are you here?” Ashley sits with no drink in hand.

“Same reason you are.” Miranda eyes her from the table up. “You’re off duty, aren’t you? No reason to watch her arrest unless you wanted to”

Ashley’s eyes narrow further. “What I do is none of your business.” If smoke could come out of Ashley’s ears, it would. Miranda should feel attacked, if not threatened, and yet….

“It is if you threaten her. Or put her in danger.”

“You’re here to make sure she’s okay.” Ashley’s eyebrows scrunch together as she digests that information, and then they shoot straight up. “Wait. You’re...with her?”

She’s good, Miranda will give her credit for that. Scrutinizing her glass of wine, imagines what Artemis would say if she was here. Probably make a face and try to hide it. Alcohol and her didn’t get along any more. “It’s...complicated.”

“Kind of hard to date someone who’s incarcerated.” Ashley says simply, sitting back, but keeping her eyes trained on her. “Speaking of--”

Miranda snorts. “You’re going to arrest me? Good luck with that.” She doesn’t hate Ashley, and she isn’t jealous of her history with Shepard. Alright. Maybe a little. The things she would do for a little more time with Artemis--if it wouldn’t jeopardize them both. However, Miranda isn’t fond of the “holier than thou” mentality so common with Alliance soldiers. As if they didn’t also kill for money. As if they didn’t also do the wrong thing for the right reason. The only difference was who gave the orders. But Miranda had a feeling Ashley Williams wouldn’t see it that way.

“No.” Ashley rubs her face. For the first time, Miranda notices the dark shadows under the officer’s eyes. The gray hairs poking out of her hairline. “I thought you were here to kill her, actually.”

Miranda blinks. “What?” Oh, right. Former Cerberus Operative. “No. I don’t work for them anymore, remember?”

“So you say.”

“Pleasure meeting you, too.” Miranda can’t fault Ashley for her suspicions. Sometimes she wakes up in the middle of the night thinking she’s forgotten to file a report, only to remember she doesn’t have anyone to report to. But she should check in with her contacts. Shepard isn’t the only one she has to worry about anymore.

 Miranda checks in with Ori before the relay jump. It’s the only time where she can’t be traced. She would kill (even literally) for a vid call, but her sister prefers instant messaging. I think better in writing, Miri.

Username: Oril

Username: Miral

OL is online

ML is online

15:29: OR: Hey sis. Long time no chat.

15:29: ML: Hi. Sorry. Been occupied.

15:30: OR: Saving the world and all that? The usual?

15:31: ML: Something like that. I miss you.

15:35: OR: When are you coming back?

15:35:  ML: When it’s safe.

15:35: OR: When is that?

Miranda logs off, knowing she doesn’t have a good answer. The Reapers lie just outside their front door. And if preparing the galaxy for an invasion isn’t enough, she must hide from The Illusive Man. There are two people in the universe Miranda wants to see, and she can’t see either of them without risk. But she has to be strong. For both of them.