I Just Love Them

I just love them ♥

One family under the sun

bonus:

The best part of the new japanese MGSV guide

Love this camo pattern thing <3

Ok, as the poll was positive about it, I'll share MY HEADCANONS and MY LORE about Hal...

1.- Hal have a slightly Marfan syndrome. (He described himself in my one shot "look at me~!♥" )

"All my life I've been skinny. I've always had a rather delicate appearance than masculine. I'm not a man with a tanned, toned body like Snake, for example.

I'm rather flabby and my chest is slightly sunken due to my mild Marfan syndrome: flat and long feet, a slight scoliosis that luckily didn't worsen with the use of the PC since my early age, hands with long fingers, and vision problems. I was lucky that this wasn't so noticeable, and that I didn't have any problems with my internal organs, but it could have been much worse with my father's "genetic background".

Now that I'm 37, I consider this nothing compared to what could have really happened to me... I consider myself a completely healthy person" 2.- Older = Calmer. He has an obsessive compulsive disorder with tidiness. As we could clearly see in the Nomad in MGS4, his neat and clean desk, at his 30, he started to acquire a taste for order and doesn't feel at peace in an environment with a lot of chaos. He likes to read and being at home: "I'm rather... boring" 3.- Hard-worker. This is no secret if we think about how many "In-game hours" Hal is supporting Snake, but in "TEC" (Hal's fanfiction) He is quite careful when it comes to work: as a boss, he is an attentive and understanding boss, however he is quite easy to get on his nerves. He usually works a lot from home, programming; A short period in the evenings, but the main work is always done early in the mornings: this way he ensures a free afternoon to share with Snake/Sunny (and Lina♥). 4.- Mental gaps. Sometimes, due to the amount of information accumulated in his mind (and as a good otaku, with a lot of "Random" knowledge) Hal has lapses where he simply "crashes" or gives the impression of suffering "mental lags". But the truth is that he also has a lot of memories blocked in his mind, especially as a child, due to traumas. As a result, it is important to recognize... 5.- He knows (all) the truth about Huey. What things he did in DD and all the events that happened in MGSV (Confirmed by Chris in an old interview) (I don't want to go so deep in this point, because I have a complete chapter about this in Hal's Fanfic) But there is something, punctually, that Hal never knew: Where were the remains of his beloved mother?

6.- He have a sweet tooth. Do I need to explain?: * Sweet personality, like candies, snacks and sweet pastry= Good and Sweet boyfriend, father, and friend♥ 7.- He is nearsighted (Myopic). As I explained in another post, in MGS4 he showed that he could see most of the things around him without the glasses, but when Snake asked him when and where Naomi left, he replied "I don't know, I didn't see her. I was without my glasses."

8.- A concerned Father. Hal will always, always have Sunny first in his mind. He will always be concerned with trying to give Sunny all the tools at his disposal to ensure her well being and will always try to give her everything he didn't have in his childhood. (This includes thinking of Lina as a possible mother figure for Sunny, due to the absence of a mother figure in his own life (?)) (Although it is a sort of justification/self-conviction at a certain point).

9.- He's Gemini. He's birthday is a few more days than Lina's. And they do party together. 10.- He likes red-haired women... Just like Snake... (Or maybe is his way to share a taste with him... who knows...) (at least He said to Lina that he likes her more with red hair)

11.- He had some problems with an anckle

After twisting his left ankle in Shadow Moses and neglecting the sprain by moving around the base helping Snake, Hal was left with a sore ankle, adding to the awkwardness of his "naturally" stiff movements. Now in his 30's, he's sometimes just like grandpas, feeling a bit of discomfort with the cold weather; "Ah! it's going to rain… my ankle tells me so…"

12.- Common grounds with Lina: Common interests with Lina are: Anime (particularly Macross, works by Go Nagai, Sailor Moon), video games (fighting games and survival horror), and music from the 80s and 90s (specially Lina's favorite band, Jamiroquai).

And the last one... it's a little NSFW

13.- Softy but Pervy. Hal's personality quite mellow and needy for affection: As a complete inexperienced in his sentimental side, he is always looking for ways to get the attention of his loved ones, being quite demanding of his partner's attention. And although at times he can be a huge stalker (staring at erogenous zones, fantasizing, being a consumer of some "adult content" particularly Hentai) his fetishes have NO BDSM connotations (it is quite difficult for him to be a little rougher with Lina; for example, he can hardly " spank" or "pull her hair" Because of his own experience as an abused person in his youth.). He is rather soft, tender and affectionate, but he does have a certain fixation to latex, derived from his taste for Super Sentai series.

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I love everything about Hal's possible scenarios regarding his past. I have such a beautiful draft of the chapter regarding his past that all I want is to get it published soon

hurting myself by thinking about otacon actually seeing this picture

what do you think huey told him? personally i'm fond of "she didn't want to raise you, so she left." i think he'd want to make her sound as bad as possible, and a vague "she died" wouldn't really convey that.

i have some thoughts...

imagine growing up without a mom, without even the concept of a mom. when your father remarries in your teens you are so divorced from the idea of A Mother that it's easy for your stepmom to groom you, because she's not related to you and never will be, and you don't understand that kind of relationship anyway.

except that ruins everything. your dad kills himself when he finds out and you run away from home in shame and grief. you are on your own for the first time, for REAL, not just the loneliness of a computer screen while your dad ignores you.

do you wonder about her? freshly eighteen, too smart for you own good but with no practical skills--do you think about how different your life would be, if you knew her? if she cared about you? working for the FBI, hacking into their database--do you look for her? do you even know her name?

years pass--you get really good at what you do. you meet a guy. somehow, against all odds, you start the weirdest little family. (the little girl reminds you of your stepsister, who died in your arms.) you may not have any of your old family left, but you do have this new one.

do you think about her again? do you hold this small child in your arms and wonder what would ever make a mother give up her son?

maybe you stumble upon some of your father's research, somehow. you knew a little about his past (you maybe even knew he was involved with metal gear's inception), but something catches your eye in these ancient documents. the very first metal gear, ZEKE, was created by your father, yes... and someone else.

"strangelove".

it's a weird name, sure, but it's also one you've never heard before. you do some digging. records are sparse and sometimes expunged entirely, but she did exist, and she was an AI researcher. she's been MIA for some time now, or at least that's the official word, but you're good at what you do. you can dig deeper.

maybe you never find out just how intertwined your past is with that of the man you live with. maybe that information is gone, or was never recorded in the first place. but maybe--maybe you find out that she's gone. exhumed from one of her own AI projects, unrecognizable. does the record you find mention the c-section scar noted on her body when she was found? does the record show who did this to her?

the pieces are falling into place in the most grotesque way, painting a picture you almost wish you'd never had to see. and there's nothing you can do. your father is dead, and will never atone for what he did. this woman--your mother?--is dead too, and has been for a long, long time. in the end, you always would have been alone.

but maybe. maybe you find some old scan of a photo. cracked and faded from time and misuse, but it exists. probably someone's afterthought, just documenting everything available about her, about the situation.

about you.

because that IS you. no older than three, with a fluffy head of hair and thick, round glasses. smiling in her arms.

your father never took pictures, and there were no family friends to do so either. the oldest surviving pictures of you are either in old yearbooks you don't own copies of, or when you're in your teens at the very least, and god knows you don't have those either. but this--

this is you. and her. and you both look happy. and you wonder: did she love you? what would have happened if she had survived? would she have kept you away from your father, kept you safe? where would you be? who would you be? would you have avoided all the senseless death of just about everyone who's ever mattered to you?

it's bittersweet, really. because she is dead, and there's no way to change the past. but she was smiling. and you were smiling. and you can't remember, because you were too young to remember, but you think you loved her. and you hope she loved you too.

the death in your life is not over. there will be more, and it will even be worse. the only thing you can do is protect the child you have, now, in the way you like to imagine your mother would have protected you, if she could.

it's closure, in a way, isn't it? it doesn't really make you feel better, but you know, now. if there's any way she can live on, it can be through you.

you obtain a picture of the girl's mother, and you tell her that her mother loved her very much. she, like you, was an infant when her mother was killed in cold blood; unlike you, she was never even in her mother's arms. you do not want her to grow up with the uncertainty you did.

maybe you don't tell anyone. maybe it's too hard. but you think about her, about the photo, about a life you never had. and you try to live anyway.