#Halo re

[helix-studios117]

Halo Reloaded: Infinite Earths...

John's eyes, hidden behind the reflective visor of his helmet, were fixed on a dazzling display of multiverse theory made real—a holographic atlas showcasing endless Earths. Some were like twins of their own, others more like distant cousins twice removed and adopted by aliens.

The light from the hologram threw weird shadows across his armor, making it look like he was wearing a disco ball instead of Mjolnir armor. That might've been funny if the situation weren't so mind-bogglingly complex.

"Quite the galactic pick-n-mix, huh?" Linda-058's voice cut through the silence. She had a way of sneaking up on him, despite her own clunky Spartan gear—though hers hummed faintly with new, somewhat eerie Forerunner powers. It was like she brought a bit of a sci-fi thunderstorm wherever she went.

John made a small adjustment to the image, zooming in on a particularly bizarre Earth covered in what looked like fluorescent pink and green stripes. "Each one’s an Earth," he said, his voice deep and matter-of-fact, as if he were explaining the offside rule rather than infinite worlds. "Some you wouldn't recognize without a label. That one’s been swallowed by an ocean. This one's in a permanent ice age."

Linda leaned closer, the blue and green reflections dancing over her visor as she studied the kaleidoscope of planets. "Which one's got the best beaches?" she joked before pointing to the most ordinary looking of the bunch. "And what about that one? Center stage?"

"Earth-Prime." John explained, pointing at the globe that looked like someone had taken their Earth and cranked up the drama and the decay. "That’s where I’m an old man—fifty. It’s a gritty place; hope’s a bit of a rare commodity."

Linda's helmet tilted, the universal Spartan 'I'm thinking' pose. "And where are we in this grand cosmic soap opera?"

"Earth-2163," John said, shifting to show their own blue and green gem in the sea of chaos. "Younger, a bit more hopeful... Ever wonder if it makes what we do less meaningful? Knowing there are infinite versions of us making different choices, fighting different fights?"

Linda took a moment, her gaze still fixed on the myriad of Earths spinning before them. It was a heavy question—one of those ‘3 AM staring at the ceiling’ types. "I guess it could make you think we’re just another rerun in an endless season of possibilities. But," Linda added, stepping beside John, her voice earnest yet carrying a hint of her usual dry wit, "if every choice spins out a new thread, then what we do isn't just a drop in the ocean. It's the entire ocean in a drop. Our choices matter here, John. Now. To these people. On this Earth."

"Yeah," Linda agreed, punching his arm lightly—the Spartan version of a gentle pat. "Besides, if we start second-guessing our choices because somewhere there’s a 'you' dressed as a ballerina, we’ll never get anything done."

John laughed—a rare sound in the Spartan repertoire. "Now that’s an Earth I’d pay to see."

#halo #halo fanfic #halo fanfiction #john 117 #master chief #master chief fanfic #master chief fanfiction #halo au #halo headcanon #helix studios117 #Halo re #halo reloaded #Ult #ultimate halo #John 117 #john 117 x linda 058 #John/ #john/linda #Lin #linda 058

[fanged-xeno]

Halo elites re-imagined

#covenant re imagined #sangheili #halo #halo elite #xenobiology

[pollyna]

Out of all the Dagger squadron Callie is the one who knows Admiral Kazansky the longer and, even before Top Gun, she was already eating at his table one every seven days. Just without Maverick around, even if she knew he was married. After every piece just fits where it should.

She was twenty-seven when an imposing dude, a Lieutenant Commander, asked her to be the attache during a conference with some Chinese delegation. Callie had accepted so fast she almost fell out of the chair for the enthusiasm and the Lieutenant had left her room laughing under his breath because oh this kid. In the end she had to do very little because Admiral Kazansky knew exactly what to say and how to say without her help, but he offered her a job because he knew her knowledge was going to be useful sooner than later. Callie had worked for two whole years with the man, in briefings, war rooms she theoretically wasn't supposed to be, over breakfast at the Admiral house with other ten people and over dinner in gala she hated but not how much the Admiral did. She worked for him and with him, learning as much as she could, translating during the Admiral's bad days when his fingers where as fast and hard as the things he would have liked to say but couldn't. When she got called in Top Gun, for the first time, she was barely thirty and the Admiral had hugged her and said you're for the skies not for boring politics. After it was a deployment after another, flying, flying and flying a little more, always to be the best alone and with her WSO.

The second time around Top Gun the Admiral wasn't around to say goodbye or to hug her but he sent a mail with enough big words in it to let Callie understand how important the mission was.

So, when at the end of it all, the squadron starts going around the Admiral, please Callie call me Tom or Iceman at which she answered just if you start calling me Halo Admiral, and the Captain's house she remembers where most things are and she starts making breakfast most of the mornings they stay over to sleep and Bradley himself looks a little lost the first time he has to find a cup in the immensity of the kitchen cupboard. Everybody looks at her like she grown a third head but Mav puts a photos of a younger Admiral and Halo in their whites, in front of the ONU's building. She was the second kid before every single on of you, Bradley excluded the Captain says a shirt two size to big over his pj's pants and Ice hugging his wrist. Fitz almost burns a stack of pancakes, Harvard's glass shatters on the ground and Phoenix murmurs to Bob holy shit I need that photo you see how cute Halo was.

That was a day Tom signs and Halo laughs because yes, yes that was a day she answers before going back to cutting the fruits and ignoring the one hundred questions they all have.

(The weirdest person to be around is Maverick, at the end of the day, because she knows the Admiral but his husband is the wild card. But, in the end, they bond over on too many breakfasts and all the crazy and wild things Tom did for Pete when he was searching for a present for his birthday.)

#callie halo shen #she is a dork™️ #tom iceman kazansky #how to adopt young adults 101 (icemav edition) #she was one of the kids™️ before everbody expect rooster #the dagger squad #icemav #hint! halo x phoenix #halo and all her carrier before top gun and everything #idk if i like this or i'm going to re-write it because it feels less good than the other sections :) #top gun:maverick

[holyshonks]

Alright, nerds. I'm moving and have extra Halo books I have no use for. I have one hardcover copy of Halo: Initiation, one softcover copy of Halo: Initiation and Escalation, and one copy of Halo: Divine Wind.

They are all second-hand finds so might show signs of wear.

Free to a good home, I'll even pay shipping (inside the contiguous US). I gotta get rid of em.

Do not ask me how I accidentally bought two extra copies of a comic I already own a gigantic version of.

#you too can see halo characters as youve never seen them: low res and generally ugly #divine wind is a decent book but not an entry level one if youre new to halo novels #i can give the low-down on what you should read/watch first to understanding whats happening

[josie-cd]

I love how... supernatural slipspace felt in the early Halo novels. Like it works and we know how, but there so much we don't know and can't control. It's fickle. Very much like the sea. You can sail through slipspace but take care. You never know when it will claim what you owe it Nevermind when we learn about Causal Reconciliation in the Forerunner saga and yes, slipspace will exact its due toll.

#halo #josie text #brought to you from me re-reading all the novels #read reach. the flood. and first strike. #ghosts of onyx is next up #but yeah no more contemporary media slipspace is just. a given. #i miss when it was a moody fae

[ffangedd]

Halo jackals re-imagined

A while back I remade the Kig Yar species from Halo for fun! I will be uploading the rest of the alien species soon

#halo #speculative biology #Covenant Re-Imagined #kig yar #alien

[risingsunresistance]

The Pig 🐖

#i think this is pretty good at showing you how shaky my hands actually are #absolutely Struggling around the snout lmao #and this is why it takes me so long to draw #anyways hehee i like the blood halo thing i need to draw it more often #blood god techno still one of my favorite drawings but i feel annoying re-reblogging it :( #awa

[phlebphlob]

I’ve been really struggling with art block these past few.. forever.

So I’ve decided to start a self-imposed challenge. I’m going to draw one or two images a week inspired by the prompts from each episode of Drawfee from that week. I’m going to tryyyy and do it for a whole year!

Today’s prompt was (re)drawing their avatars for 2023/2024, so here’s my self-portrait!!

I can’t wait to see what I can manage to do over the course of a year. Wish me luck and stuff!

My tag for this is gonna be #drawfeelong, so if you don’t wanna see it you can block that tag.

<3

#my art #drawfee #drawfeelong #I put my eyebrow slit on the wrong side but I will simply be damned if I go and re-render this #I get to be a little cringe as a treat hence horns and halo and tusks #I’m not trying to get anyone’s attention with this I just thought it’d be fun #and a way to keep myself accountable for drawing consistently LOL #no queue #that’s also why I’m posting these arts instead of just doing it privately #accountability by imposing some kind of false social pressure LOLOL

[angels-heap]

Empty Garden for the fic bingo?

Alas, the bingo card didn't have a space for "I was an angst-ridden teenager who had just played HL2 at the height of their sad Elton John piano ballad phase," but... yeah. Thanks for showing this old fic some love! It is very much a product of its time and that phase in my life, but it holds up okay, I think.

#asks #swamppossum #btw sorry I'm not into halo so I can't return the favor but I just re-read Invent My Own Family and I am in pain

[daisychainsandbowties]

no but actually speaking of lilith being just absolutely unaware of her gaming skills, i’m obsessed with the idea of Cam sitting Lilith down at her computer with idk bloodborne or smth

Lilith: 😐 so you just want to watch?

Cam: *trying not to have a whole entire brain haemorrhage over that phrasing*

Cam: 😳 yep, pretty much

#and then the obligatory ‘cam watching lilith’s hands on the keyboard instead of the screen’ #no but fr i think lilith would be great at video games #she has that necessary temperment of aggressive but intelligent #also the exercises she did as a kid to try make herself better at writing #basically trying to level-grind out of dysgraphia #ends up the perfect soulsborne machine #also lilith realising this or having it pointed out to her #& proposing gaming nights with ava because post-canon the halo doesn’t fill in the fine-motor skills like it used to #so ava has to re-learn the hand movements for bartending & writing gets hard (where before it was just not knowing how now it’s also that #but mechanically) #so lil figures it might not help but it couldn’t hurt #researching the best gamea for hand movement & getting the synapses to fire in the helpful ways #i’m gonna tag this #fic: ligaments #so i can find it again

[profworminkle]

Some official Xbox 360 gamer pics featuring some worms and a sheep.

#worms #worms ultimate mayhem #worms reloaded #notes: i have NEVER seen a full res image of a worm praying #i also just noticed they have a barely visible halo too #i know there's way more than these 5 that i'll get later someday #along with some xbox 360 themes

[fanged-xeno]

Halo grunts re-imagined

#Covenant Re-Imagined #halo #unggoy #grunts #halo grunt

[crowcryptid]

Happy birthday halo 4, you were the last game I ever went to a midnight release for

#unintentional rhyme #that was a fun night. we knew the GameStop manager well so he ordered us pizza and have us some free stuff #I still have the halo 4 shirt and it still fits but it’s a bit tight now lol #also the last Xbox 360 I ever got was the limited edition halo 4 one #I don’t know what happened to it though #it just sorta disappeared #halo #I hate time so much. I was 11. what the fuck. #my brothers birthday is also today. he’s 24 now. what the fuck.. HATE TIME #it needs to stop #this also means around 10 years ago is when I started reading the halo books and I’m doing a re-read of them now. that was. not intentional.

[kelpiemomma]

Listening to the halo reach soundtrack at work and thinking of spartan Ingo again 🥰🥰🥰

Either he and Emmet separated for Ingo to join the Noble team OR they were both recruited, with Ingo becoming Noble 6 and Emmet Noble 7.

But gaaahhhhh Noble 6 Ingo nervous because he and Emmet have been a team for so long, and he's assigned to noble team alone because they only need one member and he fits what they're looking for.

Ingo is uncertain about where he stands with Noble team, with Carter telling him he can't rely on his brother to have his back only, that he can't go hunting down Emmet when he's in trouble. He has to stay with the team now, and Ingo isn't sure he can. But he stays and gradually begins to fit in. He and Emile grate on each other, but he gets along well with Kat and Jorge. He doesn't see Jun much but when they do interact it's polite. Carter is pleased with how he's fitting in, even if he's talking to Emmet almost every day. There are things he has to dance around, missions they can no longer share, and it's hard because they've never had to keep secrets from each other.

And then the Covenant land on Reach, and all Ingo can tell Emmet at first is that something's gone wrong. And then he's storming a beach with the team, trying to remember when the last time he spoke to Emmet was, promising himself he'll do it as soon as he's back to base. Except then he's in space with Jorge, breaching a Covenant cruiser, and then Jorge is pushing him out of an airlock and everything is happening so fast.

He's creeping through the night with Jun, trying to save civilians, desperately firing at Hunters to try and keep them safe. He goes through all of Reach, seeing his team die and sacrifice themselves so that one, just one, of them might make it. Might pass on what needs to get to the right hands.

And he gets to the ship, and he thinks that maybe, just maybe, he and Emile - bonded slightly after watching Carter take out the scarab for them - might make it. Might be able to reuine with Emmet, with Jun, to mourn the losses of their team, their family, might be able to allow his grief an outlet- and then Emile is stabbed from behind, he's down, and there is no one else that can protect the ship. There is only Ingo. He swallows his nerves and turns around, heads for where Emile was just slain. He takes out the Elites - not without heavy injury - and clears the skies.

And then he is alone.

He's never been alone in his life. There was always Emmet or Elesa, and then there was Noble team. Even when Jorge sacrificed himself he wasn't alone because his team was waiting for him. But now there is no one but Ingo.

And the Elites are coming for him, and there is no escape.

#PLA #Ingo #Subway boss Ingo #Halo AU #Spartan Ingo au #Do you think that for someone who's never been alone in his entire life (despite and in spite of the spartan program) #The knowledge that your only blood family thinks you're dead and the family you developed has all died around you (in front of you) #How hard that must be. Ingo doesn't mind the quiet but this is silence. This is emptiness. He can't change the past. #Also this is re-uploaded yes bc I needed it in one post. #How does Ingo survive the glassing of reach? Yeah still brainstorming that. #But he does. And finds young sangheili Akari by herself.

[inlovewithaspiderguy]

mmm.

#i mean I knew it #emo brainrot #mcr #re: last post #i just wanna not feel like this #headfirst for halos #bullets #tired #kms mention

[stil-lindigo]

rotten apricots.

[ i define mercy in the halo of your light, untenable, unreachable, smeared in ugliness bleeding. it is too late for gentleness. i beg you to make this one stick. ]

prints (all proceeds go towards purchasing e-sims for Gazans and helping re-locate Palestinian refugees)

#i wonder if this will wash out #disco elysium #dora ingerlund #harrier du bois #stillindigo art