this blog is now an archive! find noma shepard here.
you’ll find her in the hospital’s gift shop, gathering every bit of blasto memorabilia there is only to shove it into the bags she’s fastened to the sides of her wheelchair. this is most probably the worst time she’s misused her spectre status: she won’t rest until every bit of it is destroyed. with the reapers defeated, this is her NEW GOAL in life. she thinks she’ll throw it out the airlock. it sounds like a good plan.
heading to bed because i have work in the morning by my discord is deucalionsdarcy#7891 and my kik is just deucalionsdarcy hmu
didnt u make me an icon once named 'titties'
yes
icb i literally just made up this muse’s name and found out later it’s a fucking .... gum disease and blamed it on her mom
NOMA is English for NO MAS.
are you making destroy ending jokes at me, boy
❝ ————— uh - huh. ❞ he hums, splits into a broad grin as he cups her face ————— leaves patient but playful kisses along the plane of her cheek. ❝ i’m not going to be the one to tell the council that we’re going off-book. ❞
a displeased grumble sounds from noma’s lips as his hands cup her face, though she finds her shoulders instantly slumping in defeat. it’s been a bad day ( when has it not, these days? ) but she hadn’t realised how much she needed a gentle touch. ‘ i’ll do it. fuck the council. i’ll shove blasto memorabilia up their asses, and i’ll make sure i save the biggest one for sparatus. ’
Was there something between you and Garrus?
@anon nah she's a loser shepard xoxo
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!!
‘ no sleep until every item of blasto memorabilia is destroyed. fuck the reapers, destroy blasto. ’ she’s had a little too much to drink and definitely not enough sleep, but fuck, her hatred for that fucking hanar still lives.
are you a popular shepard?
i literally have no idea how to answer this, mate
do you have an unedited image of noma's scars? i'm curious about how renegade she is.
it varies. consider the max amount of renegade you can get before your eyes start to glow red -- that’s when noma knows she needs to take a step back. that said, find screens under the cut.
* group verse starter call from your gal noma shepard. may or may not include angst, idk someone make my girl smile please
'hope you didn't have too much fun without me, bucko.' ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
❝ ————— noma? ❞ a hard exhalation through an open mouth, and he narrows his gaze ————— as though she were little more than some feverish trick of the mind, after all this time. she smirks! at him in that familiar way of hers ( never pulls her lips back, never bares her teeth ) and her arms are folded ‘cross her chest in some air of faux impatience ————— as though he were the one who’d been gone on a celebratory mandated post-war excursion ‘cross the galaxy!
❝ ————— noma! ❞ he breaks into a broad grin, swiftly breaches the distance between them and circles his arms ‘round her waist ————— lifts her briefly from the ground and tucks into the hollow of her shoulder, presses sweet kisses to her cheek. ❝ ————— mm, i’m so glad that you’re back! why didn’t you tell me that you were coming?! i would have had something ready for you! ❞
‘ so i might drop out of college, ’ noma announces, clearing her throat, forearms resting against her thighs as she leans forwards, seated. ‘ it’s... not for me. might come here full time for a year in the hope that i get claimed before i join the marines. if not, well... i dunno what i can do, honestly. maybe i’m a disappointment to both my parents. ha. ’ she huffs, tilting the bottle in her hands as she takes another drink. good to know people at camp still have their ways of sneaking in the FORBIDDEN FRUIT, anyway.