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helilart · 4 months
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can't say that 2023 was my favorite
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helila · 19 days
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Do you have an art tag or a sideblog? I'd like to revisit your work
I have an artblog under @helilart and a brand new photography blog under @oxygeenia 👈
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brosencrantz · 1 year
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NEW FROG TIME
(art by @helilart)
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pestopascal · 4 years
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I commissioned @helila for a fancy lil portrait of my Elizabeth 💖
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theheroofoakvale · 3 years
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Lina Shepard for @helila / @helilart
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cruelfeline · 4 years
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Ah, though hold on a moment. I don't carry anything in this fandom. This fandom is skillfully maintained by its many content creators, including but not limited to:
@etherian-affairs, @shadsiethewriter, @cruciferousjex, @cirusthecitrus, @thewitchoftherock, @spacebatisluvd, @niuniente, @mlledoux, @strawberryoverlord, @cinamoncune, @rainoverthemountains, @rebelcourtesan, @helilart, and @fated-lab-partners, who archives pretty much everything.
I'm certain I've missed someone (I keep a very limited follower list), but you get the idea: partake of their art and writing, for it is what maintains the Entrapdak experience!
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natsora · 3 years
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WIP Whenever
Tagged by @dafan7711 and @asaara-writes! Thank you! I hope you guys are well over the holidays 
Tagging @obvidalous @inquartata30 @helilart @autodiscothings @hollyand-writes No obligations
“And that gift box Wrex talked about?”
Ryder jerked to a stop, her grip on Shepard’s arm forced her to stop too. “Stop, just fucking stop this, Shepard.”
But Shepard was relentlessly intent on gorging deeper holes into her heart like it would purge her of the guilt. It wouldn’t. She had tried this before, it didn’t stop her from trying again. “It was filled with Red Sand.” Her gaze met Ryder’s. “Do you know how I know?”
Ryder could only shake her head mutedly, torn between anger and grief for a friend who refused to stop hurting themselves.
“I got a face full of it. I was high, Ryder. I was fucking high during my brother’s funeral. And of course the damn stuff was tainted and my parents almost lost their other child that day.” Shepard chuckled, but the sound was so bitter and cold it seared her throat trying to encompass it.
Ryder gritted her teeth and her eyes shed the tears that Shepard wasn’t able to anymore. She was all cried out, no longer sad or angry, she was just a single raw nerve, numbed to everything. For a moment, Shepard wondered if Ryder was going to hit her. It would have helped her feel something else. The numbness should scare her but it didn’t. Shepard held on to it like a lover.
“Just stop, stupid!” Ryder tugged Shepard into a hug.
Bit by bit, Shepard melted into the embrace. She didn’t remember how they got home, she didn’t remember how Ryder stitched her brow up for her, she didn’t remember laying down to sleep, she didn’t remember any of it. But she woke up with Ryder half slung over her like a kitten trying to steal warmth and for a split second, she felt like Elliot was alive again.
Then guilt of another sort mixed in with the older one. It took all of Shepard’s willpower not to let it drown her. 
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autodiscothings · 4 years
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Original found [HERE]. 
Tagging: @helilart, @blueboxness, @heavenlyeros, @vixils, @adurna0, @swordsandspectacles, @swimmingtrunks, @smolbiotic, @herssian, @theuselesspotoo, @lieutenantabrudas annnnnd whoever else wants to do it. 
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OC Tag
Thank you for the tag @fogsblue We all know any chance for me to talk about Altea Shepard, I’ll happily take.
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art by @helilart
PLACE IN SOCIETY
✖ FINANCIAL – wealthy / moderate / poor / in poverty
✖ MEDICAL – fit / moderate  / sickly / disabled (she has a chronic illness) / disadvantaged
✖ CLASS OR CASTE – upper / lower / middle / working / unsure
✖ EDUCATION – qualified / unqualified / studying
FAMILY
✖ MARITAL STATUS – married, happily / married, unhappily / engaged  / partnered / divorced / widow or widower / separated / single / it’s complicated
✖ CHILDREN – has children / no children / wants children / adopted children
✖ FAMILY – close with sibling / not close with siblings / has no siblings / siblings are deceased / it’s complicated  
✖ AFFILIATION – orphaned / adopted / disowned / raised by both parents
TRAITS & TENDENCIES  
✖ disorganized / organised / in between  
✖ close-minded / open-minded / in between  
✖ cautious / reckless / in between  
✖ patient / impatient / in between
✖ outspoken / reserved / in between  
✖ leader / follower / in between  
✖ sympathetic / unsympathetic / in between  
✖ optimistic / pessimistic / in between
✖ hardworking / lazy / in between
✖ cultured / uncultured / in between
✖ loyal / disloyal / in between
✖ faithful / unfaithful / in between
SEXUALITY & ROMANTIC INCLINATION
✖ SEXUALITY – heterosexual / homosexual / bisexual / asexual / pansexual / omnisexual / demisexual
✖ SEX – sex repulsed / sex neutral / sex favorable
✖ ROMANCE – romance repulsed / romance neutral / romance favorable
✖ SEXUALLY – sexually adventurous / sex experienced / naive / inexperienced / curious / uninterested
ABILITIES
✖ COMBAT SKILLS – excellent / good / moderate / poor / none
✖ LITERACY SKILLS – excellent / good / moderate / poor / none
✖ ARTISTIC SKILLS – excellent / good / moderate / poor / none
✖ TECHNICAL SKILLS – excellent / good / moderate / poor / none
tagging, if ya want, @mythicaitt @kittleskittle @pikapeppa @schoute @helila @flamehairedsiren @obvidalous @crackinglamb @cdrkateshepard @smolbiotic @mordinette​ @myrddinderwydd​ 
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angelwingsl3 · 4 years
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Story for @helilart!
Summary: When a mission runs well for once, Lina Shepard manages to get some one-on-one time with her favourite turian.
Rated: T
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helilart · 5 months
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I'M NOT JOINING YOUR CRINGE NU-METAL BAND, SHEPARD
guess who got their feelings hurt on Horizon again
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helila · 2 years
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live laugh klaud
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brosencrantz · 4 years
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@helilart
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etherian-affairs · 5 years
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Bad Ass anon here, tell Helilart I love Jim and his smile.
I waited for her to come online to post this.
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omegastation · 6 years
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Speaking of art, can you recommend blogs of resident ME fanartists? The ones who've been around, the ones you like, or the newer ones. I love fanfics, but I love looking at the art side of the fandom as well.
Yes! Honestly anything in my fanart tag is pretty much what I enjoy but I’ll link:
@blastedking for the really cool MShepard/Garrus fanart
@erughostcat a good friend, good artist and look I commissioned her to draw MShep/Garrus here and the result was wonderful!!!! everything she does is A+  
@valleniel i LOVE their art style and custom ryder and really I ALWAYS smile when I see their art
@autodiscothings truly beautiful fanart and the background is just always wonderful, and the colors! just wow
@herssian i’m a huge fan of their art style
@helilart truly beautiful and gorgeous art 
@stormcallart really good fanart 
@wasabitonic really enjoy their art style
@palavenmoons same, really gorgeous art
@tuchanka-tales high quality krogan fanart
@shotce really great art 
@jubberry one of my favorite art style, and always love what they draw
@secondarysidecharacter always makes me smile with their art, i should reblog them more often, it’s always really cute
@artbyrailroad stunning, just stunning
@inklie always draws what I like, and it’s really good. love the art style
@anna-antoshchenkova the most incredible f!shepard/javik fanart
@spader7 they drew my favorite fanart
@salmonportfolio incredible fanart - a must
@mako-art really cute art style and good fanart
@nayquart really beautiful art
@aleurain the cutest fanart :)
@rock-paperback-scissors truly beautiful, and always original looking
@1nfiltratrix I really love how striking their art is, it’s unique
@ta-mars-space really awesome fanart
okay i’m stopping there, there are so many more I can recommend. Like I said everything I reblogged in the fanart tag is what I liked :) 
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commander-krios · 8 years
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Victory (Caroline/Paladin Danse)
This cute little story is for @helilart. Thanks for being such an awesome friend! Also, thanks for doing the art for my last giveaway. *hugs and smooches* love ya!
Caroline remembered the exact moment she fell in love with him.
A radiation storm had recently passed, leaving the Commonwealth drenched with acidic water. With each step she took, her feet sunk into mud, making the next more difficult. At one point, she was stuck. She almost lost her glasses trying to free herself. Paladin Danse was a huge help, but she had to admit the whole thing was embarrassing. She’d fought ghouls and super mutants, but was undone by some mud.
At some point during the afternoon, Danse suggested getting solid ground underfoot. He wouldn’t admit it, bless him, but he was getting tired of pulling her from the mud. She didn’t blame him. It was exhausting.
They trudged through forest until a road finally appeared. Caroline had never been so grateful for anything before. Sweat was dripping from her forehead, getting into her eyes and making it hard to see. She silently cursed the heat while wiping the perspiration away with her shirt.
“Do you mind if we rest for a minute?” She asked Danse, taking the liberty to lean on a rusted out vehicle on the road and taking a deep breath. “I just… I need a breather.”
Danse nodded, looking equally as tired. He had to be. He was wearing that damned power armor. “Of course, Knight.” His gaze went to the skyline, the sun low. “It looks like it’s going to be dark soon. Why don’t we find shelter and bunk for the evening?”
Caroline was relieved to hear those words. The pair wandered into a small shopping plaza as night finally fell. Taking shelter in a crumbling grocery store, they prepared to rest until the next morning.
Looking back on it now, it might have been a mistake to stop. What happened as a result had complicated her life more than she’d wanted.
The first shot rang out half way through the night. The bullet ricocheted off of the wall above where she slept and Caroline covered her head, not sure what was happening at first. It was only when she heard Danse shout ‘Ad Victoriam’ followed by the sounds of his laser pistol that Caroline had a pretty good idea what was transpiring after.
Grabbing her gun, Caroline scrambled from the dilapidated building, pulling her army helmet on as she did so. Taking cover behind a pillar, she checked the magazine for bullets. Satisfied, she glanced into the parking lot, her eyes taking in the chaos. There were quite a few raiders hidden behind old cars, guns firing at a one specific spot.
That’s when the Sole Survivor saw Danse standing in the line of fire. He was still wearing that heavy power armor, his head covered with a breathing helmet. He was firing his laser rifle at the enemy, leaving his armored body exposed to their bullets. Caroline’s jaw dropped at the sight. She’d never seen anything like it before.
It didn’t take long for Danse and his rifle to clear out the intruders. Caroline stared in disbelief, eyes widening as the last raider dropped to the ground, dead. The Paladin pulled the helmet from his head and he returned to her side, no worse for wear.
“We’re clear, soldier.” At the shock on her face, he raised an eyebrow. “Is something the matter?”
“You…” she pointed to where the raiders had been. “You killed them all.”
Danse frowned, her reaction confusing him. “Was I not supposed to?”
Caroline shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts of the muddled mess they’d become. “By yourself. You killed them by yourself, Danse! How the hell did you do that?”
Danse chuckled softly, finally understanding her. “Don’t underestimate the Brotherhood of Steel, soldier.”
Paladin Danse patted her shoulder as he walked by, his hair a mess and a smile on his lips. As he began to clear the camp they’d made, Caroline watched him, her heart thudding hard in her chest, awed by the way his face lit up when he smiled. She couldn’t recall seeing him smile so easily before.
Then the realization hit her.
He glanced back at her, power armor creaking as he did so. The grin hadn’t disappeared and if she wasn’t going crazy, she could have sworn it widened as he took in the sight of her. There were so many things she wished she could say in that moment, but all she could was stare.
She was falling in love with Danse.
Paladin Danse.
Shit.
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