And so I was just browsing through the BSN and I found something magical…
MR. MOTHAFUKIN’ KAIDAN ALENKO OFFICIAL HIGH RES PHOTO OF AWESOMEEEEE!!!!!!!
Reaction below… (So many gifs)
I’M IGNORING THE FACT THAT HE’S WEARING OOC HEAVY ARMOR, BECAUSE IT’S KAIDAN AND I DON’T CARRREEEE. OH HAI THERE, MR. ALENKO, ARE WE GONNA HAVE EPIC ME3 ADVENTURES, YESSSSSSSSS!!!! I have my sexay beast Sentenal back. <3 Garrus-Thane-Jacob, who????!
it’s been a long while since i’ve made one of these (idk like three fckn years?) and i really felt like making a new one. thank you guys for filling my dash with amazing content constantly! shout out to all my bad bitches on this list as well :*
“Lost and weary, Catelyn Stark gave herself over to her gods. She knelt before the Smith, who fixed things that were broken, and asked that he give her sweet Bran his protection. She went to the Maid and beseeched her to lend her courage to Arya and Sansa, to guard them in their innocence. To the Father, she prayed for justice, the strength to seek it and the wisdom to know it, and she asked the Warrior to keep Robb strong and shield him in his battles. Lastly she turned to the Crone, whose statues often showed her with a lamp in one hand. “Guide me, wise lady,” she prayed. “Show me the path I must walk, and do not let me stumble in the dark places that lie ahead.”
Kaidan comes up behind Kasumi and holds her against the sink in the bathroom while she cries.
He runs the water, lukewarm, and takes her small hands in his while he washes her bruised and bloody knuckles clean.
She doesn’t remember punching the bulkhead, screaming, as the Normandy flew away, leaving Shepard to make the run to the beam on her own. Doesn’t remember punching him as he pulled her away, her beautiful, delicate hands cracking against his armor in a futile attempt at rage.