Hook Line And Sinker

My very first Half-Life fanart I did about a year ago 

It’s all fun and games until you wake up, not to the sound of happy little birds.... but the black Mesa sweet voice

errybody gangsta ‘til the security guard starts singin’

son of a wicked industry

EEEE I just gotta say, I’m in love with your writing. Like, this is soo creative omg. and the addition of Infamouslydorky’s fanart makes it even more amazing :O

Tbh I sorta stopped writing my own stories awhile back, but some of your works inspires me to maybe start writing again c:

I can’t get enough Gman lol

@infamouslydorky it is finished.

I sincerely hope I captured what I was going for and this straightens things up a bit. <:

I’m very happy knowing there are 7000 of you enjoying the content that I honestly spend way too much time making. Stay safe.

G-Man’s had a lot of models since 1998, huh? Guess you could say he’s having an… identi-G crisis ;)

beware the interdimensional space deity

Debt

A request from anonymous! I hope this is what you were looking for! It also helps to listen to rain sounds, along with this soundtrack!

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Ingeniously, the weather played into factor.

Taking shelter under a leaking roof was the only thing present, as waiting underneath a cover-less bus station would leave you less than satisfactorily soaked to the bone. Promised to await until the evening - the clouds halted for no one. Releasing torrents of rain from the skies to beat viciously against that metal-plated overhang left your ears to fill with the static of such noise. Sure, the beeps of car horns or closing doors were unmistakable, yet something was.

A certain feeling perhaps.

You gazed to the other side of the road, and in between those passing cars was the outline of a man, wielding an umbrella - seemingly already prepared for such a moment. Once the street had cleared, your heart jumped; plain and simple. The one man you had hoped never to see, was now currently staring at you from across the way. Was it months, or practical years since he had approached you? Either way, the look on his pronounced face spoke all the same.

You weren’t done yet, by his standards. However, you certainly were. The bus finally arrived at the station, blocking his eternal gaze from you, allowing escape. You sprinted to that bus, wiping off the rain that thumped against your head previously before taking a seat. You glanced out the window with stricken fear, only for your mind to relax as the man was no longer in sight on that feeble sidewalk. Your eyes closed in relief, subconsciously drifting your head to lean against the window on your left. 

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