#silver timeline

[mrssylargray]

[sealkymilky]

Part 3 of the Smiling Chief. I find it adorable that among all the nigh-smiles, "gonna kick your ass" smirks and "so long suckers" smiles, the only time John smiles with genuine pleasure is when he sees Cortana again. Oh that brings me back to the final episode of S01, when Chief's half-smiles in response to Cortana's not being interested in taking over his banged-up body, and that joking exchange meant that they've finally cemented their friendship. So freaking adorable!

[indigograceauthor]

“They took my image and bent it to their purpose, so I took it back. This armor doesn’t belong to them. It belongs to me. To the ones who are gone. And the ones who are still in the fight.”

~ Master Chief John-117

One of my favorite promo images from Season 2. He looks so badass. Forever my Master Chief 💚🧡💚

[lpmurphy]

Of the Care and Keeping of Spartans Master List

Spring in Tchakova Park Full work on AO3 Spotify Playlist

Pairings: John-117/OC Status: Completed Summary:

Green was the color of the grass where he used to walk in Tchakova Park.

In which John meets a stranger in the park, Violet learns of the care and keeping of Spartans, and Cortana offers dating advice.

Chapter One: Lights on the Water

Chapter Two: The Jungle

Chapter Three: Goose

Chapter Four: The Rock

Chapter Five: Picture Frames

Chapter Six: Gold Visor, Hazel Eyes

Chapter Seven: First Aid

Chapter Eight: Headboards (NSFW)

Chapter Nine: Family Dynamics

Chapter Ten: Anthuriums

Chapter Eleven: Conversations

Chapter Twelve: Pillow Talk (NSFW)

Chapter Thirteen: Meet the Parents

Chapter Fourteen: Eavesdropping

Chapter Fifteen: Confessions

Chapter Sixteen: Arrivals

Chapter Seventeen: Downtown

Chapter Eighteen: Flashes and Blinks

Chapter Nineteen: Bathroom Conversations

Chapter Twenty: All Too Well

Chapter Twenty-One: Headboards Volume 2 (NSFW)

Chapter Twenty-Two: Girlhood

Chapter Twenty-Three: Fishies

Chapter Twenty-Four: Night Swim

Chapter Twenty-Five: Gúta (NSFW)

Chapter Twenty-Six: Carvings

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Persephone

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Sunshine

Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Scarf

Chapter Thirty: Cultivation

Chapter Thirty-One: Incursion

Chapter Thirty-Two: Ignorant Innocence

Chapter Thirty-Three: Home

Chapter Thirty-Four: Epilogue- Spring in the Highland Mountains

Bonus Chapter: Stay (NSFW)

Something Borrowed: A Sequel AO3 Spotify Playlist

Pairings: John-117/OC, Background Riz/Vannak Status: Completed 8/6/24 Summary

Springtime on Reach had always been Violet's favorite season. She had always adored the mild temperatures, the flowers and greenery in constant bloom and the beauty it brought to Tchakova Park. Meeting John beside the pond the year before had only given her another reason to love the spring. But, on a May evening beside a lake in the Highland Mountains, Violet found yet another reason to love springtime.

In which the 117s tie the knot, Cortana becomes an unlicensed therapist, Kai and Vannak organize a bachelorette party, and Riz plans a wedding.

Chapter One: The Desert

Chapter Two: Sisters

Chapter Three: The View From Tchakova Park

Chapter Four: Cinnamon Whiskey (NSFW)

Chapter Five: Housekeeping

Chapter Six: Tests

Chapter Seven: Cleansing

Chapter Eight: Discoveries

Chapter Nine: Orange Juice

Chapter Ten: Mer

Chapter Eleven: Something in the Orange

Chapter Twelve: Best Friends

Chapter Thirteen: Fog

Chapter Fourteen: Q&A

Chapter Fifteen: Group Message

Chapter Sixteen: Nightmares

Chapter Seventeen: Last Minute (NSFW)

Chapter Eighteen: Threads

Chapter Nineteen: Lamby

Chapter Twenty: Balloons and Streamers

Chapter Twenty One: Marco Polo

Chapter Twenty Two: Bachelorette Part 1

Chapter Twenty Three: Bachelorette Part 2

Chapter Twenty Four: The Morning After

Chapter Twenty Five: Bubbe Fran

Chapter Twenty Six: Becoming

Chapter Twenty Seven: Promises

Chapter Twenty Eight: Empty Chair

Chapter Twenty Nine: 117

Chapter Thirty: Epilogue- Someday Came Two Years Later

The View Between Villages Read on AO3

Status: In Progress (2/4)

Summary:

'This wasn’t home. It felt like someone else belonged here, and perhaps someone else did. He stopped being the boy who did the moment he called on that coin. Childhood came spinning to an end as soon as it came up heads.'

In which Violet receives orders to Eridanus II, and John brings his wife home.

Part One: Cold

Part Two: Ghosts

All Better Read on AO3

Status: Complete

Summary: Violet always left the lamp on in the living room.

Of Mothers and Bedtime Stories Read on AO3

Status: Complete Summary:

“Daddy?” Hailey called. “Yeah, babygirl?” “What’s your mommy’s name?” “Catherine.”

A line of questioning from a very curious five year old forces Violet to consider her feelings towards the woman that created her husband, and what she means to him.

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Honeymoon

An experimental one-shot to see if I can figure out how to write John and Talia being intimate and affectionate with one another. Turned out pretty good, I think. Now I just need to figure out how to get them from strangers meeting on a battlefield to this, haha. Missing Pieces will be posted, some day! Still working on it. @lpmurphy @authortobenamedlater @mrtobenamedlater @pelgraine @ageless-aislynn @inthatfandom @whirlybirbs @fabulaprima @silverpelt3600 @halofanfiction @thefinaljediknight @eureka-its-zico @ionlymadethissoicouldleaveanask @t65flyer @makowrites

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The rental kiva was spacious; but Talia wasn't surprised, this was an ONI psyop, after all, and they'd spared no expense. John had held her hand as they'd wound their way up the flagstone path set into the hillside, insisting on carrying their bags, as if her arm hadn't fully healed months ago. The entranceway was wide and curved, wrapping around the shape of the cliffside it was set into. An open building style, the entranceway blended into a living room with an open hearth, which transformed into a spacious kitchen next to a dining table for six. The only interior walls were to the left and rear, the first containing a frosted glass door, and the second a door of polished oak and slightly ajar, revealing a bedroom with a single large bed. Talia's heart fluttered at the implication. It was a honeymoon rental, after all.

"Wait here," John said, setting their bags down gently near the front door. He walked slowly - somehow silent, even in boots - right hand hovering over his hip, where Talia knew he carried his sidearm concealed under his jacket. With Spartan reflexes, no one could beat him on the draw. He came first to the frosted door, sliding it aside quickly, right hand steady over his hip. Seeing nothing, he moved quickly back to the bedroom, drew his sidearm and cleared the larger room with it at high ready just as quickly. John came back to Talia at a fast walk, looking sheepish and holstering his sidearm, tugging the jacket back over it.

"We're secure. Sorry. Old habits." 

Talia smiled, shaking her head, "A lifetime of training, and it's your first vacation. Don't be sorry." She smiled that patient, slightly bemused smile, like she was schooling a clueless tourist on how to use their transit card on the Metro. John scooped up their bags and carried them to the small card table in the living room, setting them down with a thud, while Talia looked around. She had only been out of the big cities a handful of times in her life, but everyone born on Reach knew what a kiva looked like. So many holovid dramas were set in places like the Highland Mountains. Hardy first-generation pioneers scraping out a living among the jagged peaks, titanium prospectors looking to strike the motherlode, honest folk struggling to save the family farm. The reality of the rental kiva wasn't quite so rustic, but you could see that history in the hand-carved oaken furniture, woolen rugs on the polished instacrete floors, and real wood-burning fireplace in the living room. Through the large picture windows facing east, she could even see a flock of moa pecking at the hillside.

Talia pulled her coat off, while John walked over to the fireplace. Open hearth with a cylindrical chimney leading up and through the polished instacrete ceiling; the staff had helpfully left a box of pre-cut kindling and crumpled paper on the rim of the hearth. John hadn't lit a campfire since survival training as a child, but it came back to him, as he arranged the fuel, kindling, and tinder in a pyramid. He was fishing for matches at the bottom of the box, when he felt Talia's hands glide over his shoulders, and reach for the lapels of his jacket.

John used to flinch when she touched him. He didn't flinch anymore.

Talia peeled his jacket off his back, and walked over to the wall, hanging it on the line of steel coat hooks next to her own. As she returned, her hand pulled the tight band keeping her hair back in a low pony and shook it out, wavy locks cascading over her shoulders. John's heart skipped a beat, mind flashing back to how she'd looked at the Marine Corps Birthday Ball; hair up and pinned to perfection, neck elegant, skin exuding the warmth of the ruby-red dress she wore, and smile as radiant as the sun cresting the horizon in low orbit. Warmth crept up his neck from the spots Talia's palms had brushed his shoulders. Talia returned to his side, and her hand found the small of his back, rubbing it gently. The skin on John’s arms prickled at the contact, and he hoped she didn’t notice.

“I wonder what the others are doing? Vannak has command of Silver Team when you’re not around, right?” She smiled as he struck a match, touching it to the small mound of paper atop the wooden pyramid. The flames took, spreading downwards into the kindling, and the kiva was quickly filled with the hiss and pop of burning hardwood. John glanced at Talia, warmth spreading from his neck down into his chest as he noticed the flames dancing in her umber eyes. He cleared his throat, trying to focus. “I know exactly what they’re doing. I left orders that they take ten days leave, duties permitting. It didn’t feel right, taking a… vacation, if they couldn’t do the same. Even booked a hotel for them downtown; some place called The Savoy. Supposed to be nice. I paid.” Talia cocked her head, “John… The Savoy is, like, six stars. The best in the city - no, the best on the planet. How can you afford that on an NCO’s salary?” John shrugged, “I’ve been drawing pay since I was six years old and never had anything to spend it on. If I’m going to spend it on anything, I want to spend it on them.” Talia’s hand crept upwards from the small of his back to rub between his shoulder blades, eyes on the way the firelight flickered across his stubbled cheeks and jawline as she smiled. “I love how good you are to your team.” “They’re my family,” John’s eyes met her own now, holding them in a steady gaze, “You’re my family now too.” “Yeah?” Talia’s breath caught in her throat, her gaze dancing between his hazel-green eyes and his lips, gliding closer as her heart began to thunder in her chest. “Yeah.” They brushed lips; experimental, as if fighters in the ring, feeling each other out. Second contact was more committed, Talia’s hand reaching up to cup the back of John’s head, palm prickling on his close-shorn hair. John’s hands found her hips, fingers wrapping gently around the swell of them; a proper kiss, lips pressed to lips. Talia pulled away, just barely, breath hot. “That was nice,” she whispered hungrily. “It was,” John growled, pulling her to him, her small frame crushed against his, lips crashing into hers, needful and unrestrained. Talia knew this was the end; the last lines of resistance crumbled, the last stronghold taken. He would never be the Master Chief again, not to her. He was forever John now.

The floodgates opened, and in poured love.

[itsxroxannex]

Just chilling in the OT

Slash and Silver belong to me

[antirepurp]

such a normal and well-adjusted 14-year-old

[mrssylargray]

[threshergm]

Younger kids who only know 6-10 episode streaming seasons have no idea what they missed out on, and just how good TV could be.

I don't know what those '90s sci Fi TV writers were putting in their shows but I wish they'd start doing it again

[indigograceauthor]

Halo Season 1 Soundtrack

Beautiful, epic music.

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Halo: The Series - Talia Perez Backstory

Talia is a UNSC Marine Reservist. Her unit is H&S Company, 2nd Battalion, 25th Marines ("New Alexandria's Own"). Like the name suggests, the regiment is based out of the city itself (at FLEETCOM, no less), and is drawn from Marines who live in and around the New Alexandria area.

She's a Communications Marine - able to maintain, repair, and operate any radio or sat-link communications system in the UNSC Marine Corps inventory.

Talia's Abuelo is alive and named Raul. He was a Navy man, a reservist who served aboard big warships, and he retired at the rank of Master Chief Petty Officer.

When he and John are in the same room, they refer to each other as "Chief." Talia rolls her eyes at this, but can't help but smile.

Talia is third-generation Reacher; Raul Perez having emigrated from a failed colony named Hidalgo decades before, and the family having originated in Cuba on Earth.

Many refugees from Hidalgo settled in the same area of New Alexandria. The neighborhood became known as Santiago Circle. Spanish is still spoken on the streets, thus preserving the accent among the residents.

Talia's father Nestor was a Navy reservist as well, a WSO aboard a Longsword fighter. He instilled in Talia a love of literature, especially fantasy, and read to her every night he was home during her formative years. Their favorite was The Lord of the Rings.

He was killed in action against the Covenant during the Siege of the Atlas Moons. Talia was only ten years old.

Talia has a little tattoo of the Gull Crown of Gondor in black, with a tiny White Tree superimposed over it, on the inside of her wrist in his honor.

Talia's mother Elena always resented having her so young, feeling she'd been robbed of her youth, and skipped town after her father died. Talia was devastated, but her grandparents took her in.

This left Talia determined to prove that she was better than her mom by marrying young as well, but sticking around and being the mother she wanted for herself.

When Talia was 14, her mother returned a changed woman. Diagnosed with terminal Boren's Syndrome, she came home hoping to reconcile with her daughter before her death. Talia forgave her repentant mother, and cared for her for nearly a year before she passed away. It was an enormously healing experience.

Around the same time, Talia met Alex Shawcross, the love of her life. He was a poor kid from Manassas - his father was a firefighter who died in the line of duty - leaving him to care for his four siblings while his mother worked two jobs to make ends meet.

Talia first saw him waiting at the transit station with his four siblings one day after school - already a man at just 15 - and it was love at first sight.

Alex was cutting lunches so his siblings would have something to take home for dinner. Talia noticed this - and how skinny he was - and started bringing leftovers from home and leaving them in his locker so he'd have something to eat. When he caught her; she confessed her love for him, and they were inseparable after that.

They had an adorable chaste teenage romance. Meeting at her favorite tea shop before school, trips to bookshops were he would watch her go through the stacks thoughtfully, sneaking out to meet at the park halfway between their houses to sit on the swings together and talk. Staying after his baseball games to sit on the blanket she brought to pad the bleachers and stargaze.

The Marines were part opportunity, part desperation for Alex; while Talia saw service as a way to honor her father's memory and live up to the example her grandfather had set. They had their plan - serve a contract, go to school, get good jobs. Make enough to get Alex's family out of tenement housing in Manassas. Buy a little land outside the city, build a kiva in the hills. Alex would work in the city, Talia would work from home and raise their children.

Alex proposed to her the night before they shipped out on their first deployments - to opposite ends of the Outer Colonies. They made love for the first time on a blanket in center field on the ball diamond, under the stars and aurora of Reach.

Talia made it back from her first deployment without incident. Alex didn't. He died under a Covenant glassing beam on an unnamed rock, trying to evacuate an unregistered colony that had called for help. No remains were recovered. All she has left of him is the simple, cheap, but cherished brass ring he gave her the night she agreed to become his wife.

Talia's never been the same since Alex died. She carries the weight of him every day.

[redwylde]

I have to say I love the consensus by the fandom that Sonic and Silver interactions are just softer than anything.

The unbridled joy of freedom-and-fun-loving Sonic the Hedgehog paired with the unextinguishable hope of a dreamer from a devastated future sharing the wonder they both feel for the world around them is just so pure.

There's just something about Silver seeing the clear, blue sky in Sonic and Sonic being reminded why he loves life and the world through Silver finding joy in mundane and yet new and wonderful things.

[emthimofnight]

My dear friend @einelitas wanted me to take a crack at designing a silvaze fankid, and here she is!!! 🥰 Serene is a quiet, polite, and intelligent person, but she struggles to make friends. She has immense telekinetic power, just like her dad!

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Hey, @lpmurphy, you love making play lists. Any ideas?

Does anyone want to help me construct a playlist for my S1 novelization which I have officially titled "Halo: Awakening"?

I don't use Spotify or anything but I'd like to have a rotation of songs to get me in the writing mood.

Here are some I've found myself listening to:

Battle Symphony by Linkin Park

Castle of Glass by Linkin Park (I almost named the project after this song but it's also the title I would use for my Babylon 5/Earth Alliance Civil War ripoff starring Captain Lasky. I am 99% sure I'll never write it, but I don't want to part with the title.)

Bring Me to Life by Evanescence (If this doesn't give you John + Cortana chills what's wrong with you.)

Immortals by Fall Out Boy (This is my Silver Team song. I like to imagine Cortana would play it before an orbital drop.)

Holding Out For a Hero by Bonnie Tyler (Tell me the UNSC would not use this for propaganda.)

Numb by Linkin Park (My Miranda & Halsey song. I also have a Linkin Park thing for fanfic inspo, it seems.)

What I've Done by Linkin Park (my Jacob Keyes song.)

I Enjoy Being a Girl by Doris Day/Rogers and Hammerstein (Just a fun one for Kai.)

New Divide by Linkin Park (my Jacob & Miranda song...I. REALLY. Have a Linkin Park problem.)

Human by Rag'n'Bone Man

Unbreakable by Bon Jovi (a good Master Chief song)

That's a decent list but I am in this project for the long haul and I need MOAR. Specifically looking for Kwan and Makee songs, and songs for the Arbiter/Sangheili and Covenant generally. I'm not picky about artist or genre for this.

My musically driven friends, come to my aid! @ageless-aislynn @sarnakhwritesthings @morganas-pendragons? Also @rainintheevening and @novelmonger, I know you two aren't in the fandom but Star Wars/MCU fic inspo songs could work well for Halo too.

[itsxroxannex]

I'm supposed to be asleep rn but uhm

Slash and Silver belong to me