Goddammit there is photosets I wanna reblog from Dr Who, but I’ve got too many American followers. Damn you all! (not really).
Shepard has a lot of close calls and Kaidan can’t be stoic all the time.
HOW TO HUG COMMANDER SHEPARD
- Sometimes, when he’s shaky after a mission, thinking he did the wrong thing by doing the right one, and his hands are still cramping in the shape of a missed shot, and his scars stand out on his face like it’s the face that’s visiting, the scars that are constant, and his eyes are lost in place and time, and space opens up to swallow them.
- When a clap on the shoulder would be protocol, but arms around his shoulders are the sanity check he’s needing.
- When he makes a pretty bad joke.
- When he makes a pretty good one.
- When he’s tired—and he’s always tired. (And you’re starting to think it’s any old excuse you keep chasing.)
- When his knees buckle under grief or his body doubles under raw, tired, cosmic laughter.
- Or it’s the end of a long day.
- Or the beginning of a new one.
- When you drank the last cup of coffee and he stumbles after the empty pot, and while another one brews, time needs a quiet, mercy killing.
- When you haven’t seen enough of each other the past twenty-four hours.
- When you’ve seen just enough to know how bad another hug’s needed.
- When it’s all about you, whether you’ll see him again, whether you remembered what it’s like not to see him. For long months that swell into years, time blurring, vision fading, meeting only in dreams that leave you wanting when you’re finally awake again.
- When you’ve got a headache.
- When he’s got one.
- When you’re saying goodbye, which is all you ever do.
- When you’re saying hello, which still happens now and then.
- Look at him, remember, try to forget, love, try not to mourn, and don’t let him know every hug could be the last, but hold him, hold him, hold him like you mean it.
With deference to the genius of David Bowie, here’s Space Oddity, recorded on Station. A last glimpse of the World.
Huge thanks in the making of the video to the talented trio of Emm Gryner, Joe Corcoran and Andrew Tidby, plus Evan Hadfield and all at the CSA.
Perfect. I’m sure not even Bowie dreamed this song would ever be performed this way.
Very, very cool.This is insanely amazing
This needs more views.