me n who ?!?!?!? ME N WHO GUYS ...
picrews: 1 2 3 4
mking silly girlfailure picrews are the only thing saving my sanity which took quite a number of blows today ( its hanging on by the measliest thread but i think its better to consider it go n e )
anyways i wanna make a silly tag game so we are going to make a silly tag game because in the wise words of martin luther king i think wait it was probably gandhi "be the change you wish to see in the world" arent i so cool guys im taking like the first step forward and :stareyes: ahahah
(no pressure) tags !! 🏷️ : @cienxpidity, @ilyuu, @anonbinaryweirdo, @suntoru, @tuesdayberries, @lume-nosity, @mrcrazyvillainvillainn, @ceneid, @amalythea, @xianyoon, @aeon-yao, @ryuryuryuyurboat, @auroratumbles, @snobwaffles, @the-white-void + everyone i probably forgot to tag (SPS IM SORRY) n anyone else whod like to join !!
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5 pages of HLVRAI narrative doodles, in which Gordon and Dr Coomer have an interaction pertaining to Dr Coomer's in-canon existential crisis. Trigger warning for that and unreality.
It is early morning when Gordon joins Coomer out on the porch with a cup of coffee. After escaping the hellhole that was Black Mesa, they staying together temporarily.
Upon seeing him, Gordon says, "Coomer?" to which Coomer replies, "Ah! Good morning, Gordon! Another day, another dollar, hmm?" Gordon responds, "Yeah, heheh…right, uh, what…are you doing up so early? We don't work at the Black Mesa anymore, remember?"
"Something got you up?" Coomer's expression falls at Gordon's words, and his earlier facade falls into something somber before picking it back up and waving it off, "I thank you for your concerns, Gordon! But you needn't hear the…the ramblings of an elderly mind!" Gordon takes a long swig of his coffee, looking at nothing in particular. "Honestly, after the night I had? What's another?" Coomer considers this offer quietly.
"Gordon…I see a darkness," he finally speaks. Gordon raises an eyebrow at that, "A…darkness? Like, pitch black or, like, evil?" "Nothingness, Gordon," he says. Not quite understanding, Gordon asks, "Oh…where'd you see it?" Coomer looks out upon the world before him, the one that sits abundantly around him, and yet seems more like a mere, single screen of moving pictures before his eyes suspended in a wider expanse of void. "Oh…it's everywhere."
"And I can't ignore it." Picking up his cheery facade from earlier, albeit an imitation of what it once was, he quickly adds, "But…this old chap's lived through worse! We all have now, haven't we…?"
"Can I hug you, Dr Coomer?" The question surprises him out of his thoughts in a way that has Gordon scrambling to explain himself, "I-I mean- It's just an offer! Don't feel obligated! I, uh, you just…looked like you needed one…" Coomer's eyes go soft with a genuine smile, "…I think that would be wonderful, Gordon." Accepting his embrace, he says, "Thank you."
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Coomer can have a hug, as a treat.
Also, I cannot paragraph IDs in list format and I sad
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Greetings! If you're seeing this it's because I am, once again, out of the state on another work trip. Back to Washington DC for part 2 of our conference since the house wasn't in session when we needed it to be 😑 so i'll be gallivanting amongst the capitol yet again.
ill be back on thursday and regularly scheduled programming should return by next week!
love yall ❤
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