Always feel so honored to have spicyshimmy write something to accommodate my art. :)
Kaidan searches for Shepard
link to artist: http://dunechampion.deviantart.com/art/Kaidan-Alenko-307058469
He was Shepard’s soft place to land. A blue beacon in the darkness, calling him back through the stars.
That didn’t mean there wasn’t an L2 implant in his head that gave the glow an edge or grim, hard tension in his jaw set to crack. Nothing but grit in his eyes; nothing but smoke in his mouth.
Major Kaidan Alenko—no, sir. There’s been no answer. He’s not responding to orders.
The buzz of the feed and the silence of the static that followed kept him company like his very own team, the light around his fingers cast between slick support beams and warped steel, walls smashed into less than windows. Stepping through empty doorways, over cracked code-locks. Desperate, like the survivors were the ones who were the real ghosts, not what was left of the bodies they found.
Wires sparked half-live above his head. Loose coils, broken connections. They glowed, too, and ran on latent electricity, eventually depleted, cut off from the source, but stubborn as hell and sudden as a sandstorm on Mars. Glass shattered and crunching beneath his boots; do you copy in his heart; Shepard beating like a test current through every vein, pulse after pulse after pulse.
Is this line still open?
Major, do you copy?
And a blue ghost in the darkness, not fading, too bright. Burning and burning, no calories left to fuel the thrusters or the engines, the light around his fingers cast through the brittle bones of a fallen Citadel, fighting like hell because the fight was over.
‘You’re gonna see two lights,’ Kaidan said. ‘One of them’s gonna be blue. Just don’t go into the other one.’
That was all they heard from him until dawn, when he said This is Major Alenko. I copy. And to anyone listening, I found Commander Shepard.
there’s no way to read this other than that likekaidan is so completely fucking in love with shepard and it’s not even like he’s torn up about it like he has his struggles and his questions but thisissomethinghe justknows-shimmy
look at him just…closing his eyes like a prayer, like time can actually stop in a single moment, like the breath he’s taking and whatever he sees on the backs of his eyelids are the only things, the only things that matter. and maybe they are. maybe he knows something nobody else has figured out yet—or only a few, rare people, the ones in love, mellow and gray with age, tight, flush, hard with longing.
wow. just.. wow.
right motivation is half the success.
(guest starring: kaidan’s butt)
Brothers-in-arms. We know the score.
We know this is goodbye.
Call me a sinner, call me a saint
Tell me it’s over I’ll still love you the same
Call me your favorite, call me the worst
Tell me it’s over I don’t want you to hurt
It’s all that I can say. So, I’ll be on my way
-gifs at chica-cha
let’s face it, there’s a tiny eager masochist inside every single one of us.
this took way too long bleghuhg
custom shep and kaiduu
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