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empresskadia · 2 months
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Alright, Round 3 because I was supposed to be writing something else but I crashed and burned for a bit. So, hear me out please:
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Linda-058 likes to sneak up on her partner when they're not aware and hug them from behind. She tends to do this at the end of the day in your quarters, usually when you're so busy or stressed or when you're occupied with something else that you never see or hear her coming. She lives for the delight on your face when you turn to see her, and she can feel your heartbeat through her chest while she places her chin on your shoulder. It makes her day.
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Kelly-087 likes to steal her partner's food. She swears that it just tastes better than her food when you catch her. It doesn't matter if it's the same MRE, the same food from the mess, or food you packed yourself, she will steal it. The first time you packed her the same lunch as you and brought it to her at the start of the day, Fred could've sworn she was skipping for the rest of the day.
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The fastest way to fluster Cal-141 is to unexpectedly hold her hand. It's adorable how she has to confirm that it's your hand in hers and then pretend to not be excited that you are. Sometimes, she forgets where she is and just stares at your conjoined hands in wonder and daydreams of what life after the war would be like for the both of you. It makes fighting this war worth it if she gets to see that wintery cabin in her dreams become reality.
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It's easy for Sarah Palmer to forget that, beneath the armor and rank, that she's human too. She often goes for long periods without sleep and pushes herself to be the very best for every soul under her command and on the Infinity. It's only with her partner that she truly lets her vulnerable side free. After one particularly stressful day, you had suggested she take a break and slow dance with you. It was in your arms, swaying to the music with her head to your chest, that she found peace. It's the little moments at the end of the day that make she lives for.
When I say I'm screaming and kicking my feet, I really am. OMG THOSE ARE SO CUTE! I love seeing you in my inbox. You are giving me every reason to make a Sarah Palmer relationship headcanons post. I'm tempted to link these on my masterlist if you're okay with it.
I think seeing the delight on her partner's face makes Linda feel so loved. Like she's more than a Spartan, a feeling she didn't realize she enjoyed until you.
All I imagine is Kelly running through the ship with her lunch above her head in utter delight. But also I agree with Kelly, stealing your partner's food always tastes better. This habit soon develops in you two sharing different meals, like you get one thing and Kelly gets another, then split it between you too and Kelly still steals off your plate.
It grounds Cal when she feels her partner's hand in hers. It's like a warmth that pulls her back to reality no matter how far her mind has traveled. And if you ever kiss her hand while holding it, Cal.exe has stopped working. She's also one to think about the future together even though she knows she shouldn't.
Sarah has slowly realized she can't pull rank on her partner because you just look at her with a 'try again' expression and continue to pull her out of her workaholic phase. Honestly, acts of service are her language, anytime her partner cares for her, brings her coffee, and genuinely just asks how her day is going or to tell them about her day, she feels so loved. AS SHE SHOULD
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temeyes · 6 months
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more [biker ghost!] haha, what did he say???????? (alt versions under the cut!)
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i was honestly half tempted to not draw the helmet and just post either of these CUZ IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO SHAPE IT PROPERLY GRRRRR
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So a spartan, Helldiver and space marine walk into a bar—
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What could possibly go wrong?
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They do this every few hours— poor spartan
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He’s strong—
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Fellas, is it gay to wanna make out with a 7ft tall brick wall of a man— for democracy ofc!
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Lazy yapping abt lore below the cut 🫶🫶🫶
I’ve been putting off on posting this for whatever reason but here they are 🫶 my specialest boys!!
I have been thinking about this Au/Crossover situation for MONTHS now btw they infect my brain like little worms
How does it all make sense for these three to coexist? Easy.
Halo & helldivers are from the same-ish universes, sort of, come from different galaxies the UNSC sends their Spartans out to help Helldiver operations as back up from time to time. Helldivers are seen as slightly crazed quacks by the UNSC but it’s better they have Spartans to keep them sane and controlled on more delicate missions then nothing.
Space marines (and warhammer associated factions ect.) exist in a separate universe (naturally) but warp shenanigans means they can bleed over sometimes to this new foreign area (time travel or multiverse hoping, your pick.) and that’s how we got to our current range :3
A space marine, a hell diver and a spartan make up a crack squad of only slight fuck ups B)
I love them a lot and they’re so silly—
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briarfox13 · 5 months
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"I love being yours and knowing that you're mine"
Spartan Hestia-113 x Thomas Green, ODST
My Halo babies painted by my dearest friend @savbakk 💚I'm honestly in love with this, thank you Sav. You're the absolute best 💚
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“I know it itches, but you have to stop messing with it.” 
Miller and John
From this prompt list!
"You know, for all the things I was worried about happening on shore leave, this wasn't one of them." Miller chuckles even as his eyes dart to John's face. His hands are gentle as he spreads the cooling gel over the worst of the sunburn.
John sits patiently with a frown firmly on his face. There's gel on the top of his nose and cheeks, just visible enough to draw his eye down. Distracting.
"I thought you wore a hat?" Miller asks, his voice confused.
"I did." John states with a sigh.
"Huh." Miller was probably wondering how a human being went from white to burned in such a short amount of time.
He scratches absentmindedly at his arm. It's strange, having worked so hard to remember how to move without the armor that he can do it without a thought. Maybe the R&R everyone had been pushing on him had some benefits.
Except for the risk of burning in the sun. He knew he was pale, but this was ridiculous.
“I know it itches, but you have to stop messing with it.” Miller chides.
Of course John went to Miller rather than let Kelly or the rest of Blue Team see that 1. he had gone outside, and 2. the consequences of said venture. Miller worried about normal things like ticket prices and public transportation. He treated John like another awkward guy rather than a timebomb.
"You'll end up with a farmer's tan once it fades but it's not like the gear shows that off. We're gonna have to let the stuff dry before anything else."
John nods and looks at the gel on his arms and face. "Thanks."
"We should stick to something indoors. I heard there's an aquarium a couple blocks north of here." Miller says pulling up his wrist and the cheap chatter on it to look at his itinerary he doesn't know John knows he made. "They have a military discount! I mean if you want."
A grown Spartan has no right looking that sheepish.
"Might be nice seeing animals not trying to attack me." John says and gestures for Miller to lead.
"Oh. Yeah sure!" John can see the wheels turning in Miller's head as he struggles not to follow that line of thought. "It's mostly fish. Fish are calming. You don't have bad experiences with fish, do you?"
John opens his mouth to watch Miller deflate and then he smiles. "Fish are fine."
Miller lights up.
"Just no mushrooms."
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crown-ov-horns · 18 days
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A complete travesty in the Good Omens universe? Michael not being portrayed the leader of angels.
She's supposed to be the Supreme Commander, and she's supposed to be the boss. I sincerely suggest you don't fight me on this hill. For Hell's sake, the actress has the perfect vibe... A crime has been commited here.
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Therefore, I swear to fix it in my fanfictions. General, I'll do right by you. ❤
If you can't tell, in spite of being on the opposite side, I'm attached to this figure. I'm protective of this figure. I'll defend this figure with claws and teeth.
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sorrellion · 2 months
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some halo doodles for tonight
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Im going to take the chance to spout about my halo AU idea??
Basically, flood apocalypse. A disaster scenario, where High Charity isn't quarantined, the outbreak at Voi isn't contained, the Ark is contaminated, etc. I kinda just want more flood screentime, and think survivors of the different factions banding together in face of a greater threat is very fun.
The main plot would take place aboard a carrier ship (Eion-class from Sins of the Prophets), which would pick up various survivors trying to render aid. Marines, innies, covies, being forced around each other for prolonged periods... what could go wrong?
I'm sure similar things have been done before, but this is just for fun so whatever
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harbingersecho · 5 months
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some short felix stuff. also price is there for a second
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toastytrusty · 3 days
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literally cannot stop thinking about how dani is a samurai and jorge is a spartan The parallels oh no oh no the parallels
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kitty-mactabbysh · 10 months
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I've got a Halo AU for Ghoap too and even though I have everything ready I wanna write fanfic of it and this is where my brain goes
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But some things:
• Ghost is a Spartan, of course. Wish I remembered the number but I think it was 114.
• And the 141 is part of an ODST platoon who solves human problems. They're not on the war against the Covenant or in the search for the Halos, they deal with local druglords, terrorists, the gritty stuff.
• But they were falling behind a little, so the UNSC slapped this Spartan II booty on them and said "you better goddamn fix this".
• ODST guys were hostile to Ghost on his first day because he is a Spartan (and there is some one-sided rivalry going on here), but Soap stepped up to defend him like the pookie that he is (Ghost really didn't care about the harassment though but if someone tried to clap him he'd give them refunds).
• So now we have this squad of ODSTs who works closely with a Spartan because Soap said "Captain please" and Price already knew Ghost, worked together with him in the past, and Gaz thought it'd be cool to have one on the team.
• That's basically it. I'm not sure if I should talk about Graves.
• But anyway he was a Marine Commander whose squad got yeeted by Shepherd as some sort of damage control and they couldn't let the bitch die because he had too many important things he never shared (he's shady here, too) with even his higher-ups so they decided to resurrect him as an AI in order to harvest said intel and ended up keeping him around. He's the Captain and Smart AI of the Rook Shrouded in Shadow, a Charon-class light frigate which serves as a base for this ODST platoon and some.
• He hates Shepherd and whenever they have to work together comms is a bicker-fest and Ghost not only wanted to, but actually did turn comms off once, went AWOL, found and fought an entire Covenant squad who was doing some illegal trade with a human crime syndicate, and they had no idea where to find him for a hot hour.
• Soap panicked a little but Gaz knew he'd be fine. How could a 7ft tall super soldier not be? Your crush is showing, MacTavish...
Basically the whole thing hope you're having a good day and remember: Halo Infinite is not that bad.
Cheers ♡
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empresskadia · 13 days
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IM SCREAMING AND KICKING MY FEET, LOOK AT THEM 🥺🥺
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I might be crying just a tad because I'm so excited
AND LOOK AT THAT ARMOR. AND THEIR SASS
I need everyone to look at this right now and kick their feet with me because AHHHHHH
This was done by the wonderful @commanderauri-art and I will be back.
IM SO GIGGLY RIGHT NOW
Conversation;
Roland: "Oh, please. If I had a credit for every time Fireteam Majestic thought they were the center of the universe, I could upgrade my core systems twice over."
Raya: "Roland, if you were upgraded as often as you threw shade, you'd be the most advanced AI in the galaxy by now."
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pixel-dwagon · 3 months
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🍂
Just the wind, I'm sure.
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briarfox13 · 1 year
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I commissioned my lovely friend @ashalle-art to draw my Spartan, Hestia-113 💚
Just look at how beautiful and badass she looks! Thank you so much for drawing her, I will treasure this 💚
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Muffled Perceptions
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Muffled Perceptions is a fic by the illustrious @bellygunnr who did such a kick ass job that more people should be aware of it.
You can read it here on tumblr or here on ao3 - check out all of his writing, it is brilliant.
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halobirthdays · 1 year
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Happy birthday to Spartan-III Lucy-B091!
Today is her -509th birthday!
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Lucy was orphaned when her home planet of Kholo was attacked by the Covenant. She was conscripted into the SPARTAN-III program and assigned to Beta company. She was rendered unable to speak for eight years after the traumatic loss of the rest of team Foxtrot, of which only she and Tom-B292 remain. During this period, she and Tom developed a private, complex sign language to communicate.
During the Onyx conflict, Lucy developed a friendship with a Huragok named Prone-to-Drift. She regained her voice to come to its aide when Dr. Halsey began agitating it with questions and demands, though she still speaks very little.
After assisting with the conflict on Gao, Lucy and Tom returned to Onyx to act a security for the researchers living there. She and Tom accepted the assignment, though it was more difficult for her due to her remaining resentment towards the Sangheili. Nevertheless, she did not let her reservations cloud her vision when the Keepers of the One Freedom attacked the shield world, and she assisted in driving back the assault.
In canon (~2560), she is turning 27!
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robinlywrites · 9 months
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A Thousand Ships excerpt
Several more years passed, and Penelope, Clytemnestra and I all gave birth around the same time. For Clytemnestra, this marked her third child, for Penelope and I our first. I gave birth to a daughter, while Clytemnestra and Penelope both had boys. Menelaus and I named her Hermione.
The three of us agreed that we simply had to meet up, but the question remained where. Clytemnestra insisted Penelope and I come to Mycenae, saying that young Iphigenia and little Elektra wanted to see their aunts. We obliged. Menelaus said he had royal duties to attend to, so I was accompanied by a royal escort. Fortunately, we made it to Mycenae safely.
I was surprised to see that Penelope and Odysseus had arrived before I, Ithaca being further away than Sparta, and over water rather than land. Penelope sat on an arrangement of pillows, cradling a baby that looked like a perfect mix of her and Odysseus. He wasn’t chubby like little Hermione or most of the babies I’d seen, but he wasn’t too skinny either. He looked happy and healthy. He had a full head of dark hair and piercing gray eyes.
“Penelope!” I greeted her. “It’s been so long! Is this your son?” I sat down inches from her.
“It really has,” my cousin said. “And yes, this is Telemachus.” I nodded.
“This is Hermione.” In that moment I realized for the first time that my daughter didn’t look much like me at all. She had my eyes and skin tone, but that was all. She had Menelaus’ fiery red hair and as much of his face shape as an infant could have.
That was when Clytemnestra stalked over. Five-year old Elektra was clinging to her skirts, and she carried a baby that was the spitting image of herself. Whereas Elektra and Iphigenia had more of their father in them- something I knew Clytemnestra despised- the baby boy in my sister’s arms looked exactly like her.
“Helen, Penelope,” she said with a smile. “This is my son, Orestes.” Penelope nodded.
“He’s beautiful.” I pressed my lips together and wetted them with my tongue.
“I know how much you were longing for a child that looked like you, my dear sister.”
“Was I?” My sister looked amused, like she hadn’t the slightest idea what I was talking about. “I suppose the other two do take a little more after Agamemnon, but they have my spirit in them at least.” Elektra giggled and let go of her mother’s dress.
“Aunt Helen! Aunt Penelope! Mother, I want to play with my cousins!”
“Ask your aunts,” Clytemnestra smiled. “Helen, do tell me what your daughter’s name is.”
“This is Hermione,” I said with a smile. “She has some of me in her, but really she looks like Menelaus.”
“I see,” Clytemnestra said. “Though your hair is nearly red itself.”
“True,” I said. “And of course Telemachus looks like a perfect mix of his mother and father. Another of Penelope’s masterpieces.”
“True,” my sister said, and we laughed.
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