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First post on this account

My old account is dead an gone and this ones been idle for a year so woooo!!!! First post!!!!!

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I think he's lost guys

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Charcater test posted to my youtube 3 months ago :)

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what the fuck am I watching

#i cant take my eyes off it

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Hlvrai animatic wip if you even care

Song - why did i say okie dokie by the stupendium

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Couldn't Leave You Behind

Summary: Eli and Kleiner are chased by a pack of houndeyes and a bullsquid.

[A/N] I had the idea to write about Eli losing his lower leg and making it have an Elisaac vibe because if I want content for this ship, I gotta do it myself, then I figured I should probably google it to see if there was a canon explanation for how it happened that I could adapt to what I wanted to write. And turns out he lost his lower leg because he got attacked by a bullsquid when helping Kleiner get over a barrier and into City 17 which actually feeds me shipping them, dude lost part of a limb to help Kleiner, that's true love right there. (Seriously, how is this a rare pair when that's a canon event between them? Where are all the old man fuckers in the Half Life fandom?) So here is my take on that event.

Content Warning: blood and gore, Eli's foot gets hit by bullsquid acid and is somewhat graphically described.

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Breath burned in Isaac’s chest, his heart beating faster than it probably ever had before. His legs and sides ached, sharp and insistent, begging him to slow down or stop before he collapsed. Ahead of him, Eli’s lead was growing bigger and bigger; that jogging phase he’d had back before the Black Mesa incident, coming in to help him once more. Behind Isaac though, the lead he’d had on the pack of houndeyes and single bullsquid chasing them was shrinking. Their barking, gurgling, and thumping of their feet on the decaying road, growing louder as they gained on him.

A hiss that he now recognized as the bullsquid preparing to spit came from uncomfortably close behind him. He sped up… or tried to; he didn’t have much left to give. With a splatter and a hiss of an entirely different sort, acid spit splattered onto the ground just to his left, prompting him to hop to the right with a small yelp. The bullsquid’s aim was worse when it was in motion. A rather interesting data point in that it was currently the main reason he was still alive.

Up ahead, Eli reached the barrier. He’d be justified in jumping up and hoisting himself over it, leaving Isaac to make it or not entirely on his own. Like the sentimental fool he was though, he didn’t. Instead he skidded to a halt and turned back. “Hurry Izzy!”

Isaac would’ve loved to shout back that he was running as fast as he possibly could but didn’t have the breath to spare for even a single syllable. If he survived this he was going to have a jogging phase too, get himself in some kind of better running shape lest he ever find himself in such a situation again. That was looking more and more like a rather big ‘if’ though as he didn’t have much left in him.

Another hiss and splash of acid, this time just to his right would’ve had him yelping again if he hadn’t lacked the breath to make such a sound. It gave him another incentive to keep going though despite feeling like he might collapse at any moment.

Just a little bit further and… he almost crashed into the barrier next to Eli. How the fuck was he going to get over it? Its top was just in reach – the reason they’d chosen this as their entrance point into the city, it was the least secure barricade their scouts had spotted. He reached up for it anyway, scrambling to pull himself up it despite having spent all his strength on the run over. He was doomed; he’d run all this way just to…

Instead of hoisting himself up too as expected, Eli put himself under Isaac and pushed him, giving the exact boost he needed to get over the barrier. He tumbled over it with an undignified yelp, landing hard on his shoulder on the other side but alive. Ignoring the pain, he pushed himself up to his feet as fast as he could force himself to help Eli in whatever way he could.

He was just in the time to catch Eli as he toppled over the wall with his own yelp, more a scream really. Naturally catching him sent Isaac right back to the ground with Eli on top of him this time, knocking whatever little breath he’d had left out of him. Painful but he was alive. They’d made into City 17.

Eli groaned and rolled off of him, blessedly making it easier to breathe. Isaac would’ve gladly just lain there next to him while they caught their breath but… Eli’s face was scrunched up with pain. He’d been hurt somewhere. Damn it.

Isaac sat up, ready to get to work searching for which bone had been broken but there was no need as the injury was impossible to miss. Eli’s foot had been hit with acid spit. It had eaten through his shoe and lower pant leg, melting into his flesh and revealing bone. It was hissing, steaming and bubbling as the acid continued to eat through it.

Still desperately trying to catch his breath, Isaac quickly pulled his pack off and dug through for one of the spare water bottles. Carefully as he could while still being quick about it, he poured it out over Eli’s foot, moving it back and forth over the whole injury. Eli hissed and tried to jerk away, forcing Isaac to move after him. Before resuming pouring the water, he used his other hand to grab Eli’s knee, holding it still.

By the time the bottle was empty, the acid seemed to have mostly been washed out of the wound. But just to be sure, he pulled out another one and poured the whole of that one out too.

“How bad is it?” Eli asked, his voice strained with pain.

“Uh… pretty bad.” The acid had eaten through the entire shoe and most of the flesh surrounding the foot, leaving bone and tendon exposed, much of it burned away as well. Further up wasn’t as bad but there was still a sickening amount of bone exposed with varying degrees of acid damage. “I don’t think you’re likely to keep this foot.” Isaac wasn’t a medical doctor but one didn’t need to be to see that there was no saving it. “I imagine once we get you to a medical professional, they’ll want to amputate it.” Especially considering the potential infections having alien spit splattered in one’s wound was bound to cause.

“That bad, huh?”

“Yes.” Isaac pulled off his lab coat and using the pair of scissors from the pack set to cutting it up so he could bandage Eli’s foot as best he could with his limited medical experience. It wasn’t clean but the foot wasn’t likely to be saved anyway. He started with his best attempt at a tourniquet around the upper thigh. “Why’d you wait for me?”

“Couldn’t leave you behind, had to make sure you made it.”

Isaac couldn’t complain about that, especially since he wasn’t sure he could’ve gotten over the barrier in time without Eli’s help. But if the bullsquid’s aim had been a bit more true, if the acid had hit Eli’s back, even with the backpack and the supplies inside, it likely would’ve had a far worse outcome than just him losing a foot and part of his lower leg. “What about Alyx? If you’d died because of me, she’d have no one.”

“Not true, she’d have you, Dog, and Barney. I couldn’t leave you behind, Izzy, don’t say I should’ve. I’ve lost enough people already. Besides, I lived, didn’t I? So it’s fine.”

It had come far too close though. But they had both blessedly lived and such luck wasn’t something Isaac wanted to question lest it not remain for long. So, in silence, he finished doing what he could for Eli’s injury before helping him stand. He had to lean heavily into Isaac, his arm around his shoulder as Isaac returned the gesture, helping him hop along on one foot.

It would’ve been preferable to have a medical professional come to him and carry him in a stretcher or wheel chair. But they didn’t have that luxury. They had to get to the safe house before the sun rose in a few hours and then they had work to do. Most of which Isaac would be doing alone now as Eli rested and got much needed proper medical attention. Being the heads of the resistance efforts really sucked sometimes but it was certainly better than many of the alternatives.

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I want you to know I haven’t been able to stop thinking about this panel. I love his little :]

You mean the world to me. HD remake for you

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If I had a nickel for every time I came across a humanoid royalty goat from a completely different world asking me to save the world, and their names started with Ra-, I'd have two nickels, which isn't a lot but it's weird that it's happened twice

#deltarune ralsei #ralsei #deltarune #ralsei deltarune #king rauru #totk rauru #rauru #rauru totk #totk #loz totk #tears of the kingdom

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But what if it was all a dream?

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something I did for @xxthatonegaynerdxx !

yall can ask for art from.me dont be shy i wont give a shit all i ask is its legal pls and tankq

#half life #gordon freeman #hl2 #half life 2 #idk the ship name #isaac kleiner #: )

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bro got that resting bitchface and he knows that, but bro don't care. he's at peace, like op said.

very peaceful gman you can see in his face that he is at peace

#half life 2 #gman #hl2 #half life alyx #half life gman #hl alyx #half life #half life fanart

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hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Like the thought, lemmie see what I can do. I'll tell ya when my art is done, I prolly won't finish today but I'll let ya see first hand

So, Idea.

Gordon Freeman x Isaac Kleiner. Right? Shipname: Freeiner or Gorsaac... just a silly thought.

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i was playing half-life and got the snark for the first time and i just had 2 draw this

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https://www.tumblr.com/a-cluttered-gordon-freeman/742801197058097152/i-have-a-setting-on-lights-that-if-set-fast?source=share

Also my fan stops working when the settings on. But everything is turning to... a different color for some reason???? idk why???????

tw flashing lights

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I have a setting on lights that, if set fast enough, is probably called 'psychedelics' and oh fuck me its. yea

#its insane

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And not Gorgeous Freeman, either. I'm talking one that does not, and not for any reason in particular, just DOES NOT, have the physical capability to stuff an entire FUCKING train up his goddamn ass and then shit it out AT WILL because godDAMN I won't allow that.

Hey what if Gordon Freeman was built like a brick house and everyone except those that know him are just absolutely terrified of him and want him dead so they can sleep at night (aka the HECU, the Combine, the Overwatch team, etc)

Not only that but Freeman had to have his suit tailored to him so that he could wear it in the chamber

Wouldn't that explain the reason why it takes so many bullets to kill him but so few to kill everyone else?

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i guess this means poppy playtime is also in the half life/portal world, huh? even if just for a split sec, it's canon. great.

how much y'all wanna bet that a couple of the workers from black mesa previously worked at poppy playtime before it all went to the shits, like aperture but Not Dead Yet™ kinda thing

Poppy's Playtime Ch. 3 features a photo of the Black Mesa science team (originally found in Half Life 2) as a placeholder for the photographed orphans in the "happy home" section of the game. This was just a placeholder and CAN'T be found in the base game now unfortunately.