#solo coolatta

[korkietism]

Uh uh uhm have Coolattas. Giovanni Man Coolatta. (Solo) Solomon (ANOTHER hlvrai oc. He’s deaf and Mohawk. He gets along well with Magpie and Tommy and really likes flannels. He is also so done but so loving.)

Yeah :) fun fun art. I LOVE the Coolattas. I love HLVRAI I love silly stuff. I love making deep plots for something so silly. And a Tommy with some thoughts recently.

[blacktobackmesa]

hey happy Easter to all the Christians out there but

DO NOT

FORGET

THAT IT IS TOMMY COOLATTA'S BIRTHDAY TODAY

DO NOT FORGET

[squiddlysq]

I did this entirely bcos Gir would hate it it’s not like I’m a homestuck or anything b-baka

Unending bullshit under the cut

Benry is a cherub & an Heir of Rage

Gordon is human & a Knight of Doom

Coomer is an indigoblood troll & a Prince of Time

Tommy is a goldblood troll & a Sylph of Hope

Sunkist is Tommy’s lusus & a Rogue of Space do NOT question it they needed a space player or their session was doomed

Bubby is a tealblood troll & a Mage of Light

Bubby & Coomer r older than Tommy ergo the darker skin and orange eyes & horns of   A D U L T    T R O L L S

Anyway turns out if you try to mod Sburb to VR you glitch it hard enough to link up with a load of alternate universe aliens who knew lmao

I like to imagine Gordon loads into his game & is jst like Wow The Npcs In This Game Are Incredible he has no fucking clue his teammates are real ass aliens also playing a Videoed Game

When he finds out they’re real other ppl he’s like AGH WHAT !! You guys got custom avatars how did you do that >:((( he’s so fuckign dumb y’all

[gryphsdeadbones]

Idea: Canon Freeman and HLVRAI Freeman universe swap. Either it'll turned out for better or for worst. Canon Freeman already used to being alone in his deadly adventure with his logical thinking, while HLVRAI Freeman also had gotten used to his illogical companions of chaotic scientists and an eldritch antagonist. Which one of them will lose their sanity first? Or will they find peace within each other's universe?

THERES A REALLY GOOD FIC W THAT I LOVE IT,,

freeman would 

i have. a hl2vr au in my head where its hlvrai gordon alone and with no voice (thanks mr. g coolatta) . he doesnt know asl so its him gesticulating wildly all throughout the game

gordon feetman solo run au....

[themiraculousec]

HLVRAI AU: Rockstar

My discord servers enabled me, so I’m sorry but also this isn’t my fault >:3c

Gordon has a midlife crisis at age 27 after he gets (amicably) divorced and realises he hates his work. He quits but is left floating from job to job, deeply unsatisfied. Tommy is already friends with him at this point and he’s worried about Gordon, so he asks what Gordon’s always wanted to be. 

Gordon says he always wanted to be in a band. Tommy introduces him to the others and Science Team Lambda is born. 

Gordon

The drummer 

The backbone of the group, trying to keep everyone on beat

hitting things full force is good catharsis

he NEEDS catharsis after dealing with his bandmates all the time /j

(jk he loves them, he just won’t admit it)

ends up losing his hand in freak stage accident :( 

Tommy

The bass guitar

Second most responsible, second-in-command

Bass + drums need to be on the same page or the music sounds weird

caffeine addiction 

everyone loves tommy

Bubby

Lead Guitar/pyrotechnics 

he directs the roadies with an iron fist

very theatrical and hardcore

guitar shoots fire

has to be tackled at the end of every show so that he doesn’t smash his fre-shooting guitar

Coomer

Keyboard/Synths

he’s just here to have a fun time

coomer is coomer what do you want from me

Benry

Lead Vocals/Frontman

INEXPLICABLY popular and it drives Gordon NUTS

actually has a really good voice and an immense range

opera? you got it. screamo? sure. death metal growls? yes sir.

constantly teases Gordon in what they consider a friendly way 

Gordon’s just kinda high strung so he takes it badly. 

(not as badly as in canon though, because no life threatening situation)

(they just bicker)

maybe has a little crush on someone??? who could it be

Mr. Coolatta

The team’s agent/manager

works for Black Mesa Records

He bankrolled the band at first to satisfy his son, but he never expected them to be so good

pleasantly surprised

pretty nice guy but really weird

Sunkist

Tommy’s service dog

not technically part of the band, but a fan favorite

Forzen and the Boot Boys

Rival band

Responsible for Science Team Lambda’s technical difficulties? 👀

Darnald

A solo artist that collabed with the band once.

Never Again.

Still friends with them though.

He helped Gordon get his new hand.

I will probably make designs for this one day.

[polymathemawrites]

Restart in Recovery Mode Chapter One

Cw: mentions of past suicide, gore, ptsd, severe trauma, depictions of injuries, drugs

Gordon begins recovering from Black Mesa, not that he’s aware that’s whats happening

4 Hours after Xen

Gordon is contemplating the tangled mess of his hair in his bathroom mirror. He'd had to cut the hair band out and with it had come a mess of dried-blood clumps and tangled hair. This is the last step before he can wash Xen off of him, wash Black Mesa clean from his skin. He's already pried himself out of the HEV suit, each excruciating piece after the other taking more time than the last as he'd gone from extremities to core.

The morphine injection site is a mottled bruised red from the sheer amount of drug the suit had been pumping into his system and it's a brilliant collar that rings his neck. It's the last thing his eyes focus on and the last thing that is sharp clarity when he takes his glasses off and carefully places them on the bathroom countertop. The spray is hard and hot and he closes his eyes against it and lets his body shift sideways till his weight is held up by the frankly freezing shower wall but he doesn't have the energy or ability to keep himself upright long enough for the arduous task of scrubbing away days of trauma. So it's the cold tile wall and the water running down the drain tinged red and slow mechanical movements.

He can't see them clearly for shit, but each swipe of the ragged washcloth reveals new bruises. The HEV suit had clearly kept him alive but at a toll he should have been recovering from in a hospital instead of his rent-past-due apartment.

Fuck that, he wasn't going to a hospital where the government could track him down and put a bullet in his brain.

Predictably it wasn't the state of his body that was the most arduous task to clean up but his hair. Matted up blood, viscera he couldn't even hazard a guess as to the source of, and torn strands all made their way down to the drain to clog it up for Future Gordon to deal with.

Stretching his hands, his hands fuck, both of them God, stretching his fingers through slowly untangling strands felt like literal euphoria. Almost as good at the first hit of morphine from the suit. Which fuck, that wasn't a pleasant correlation to make actually, was that going to be a problem for Future Gordon too? Had he managed to get himself dependent on morphine too?

A week wasn't enough to give him withdrawals most likely, and as the last big mat gave way so did the tangle of his thoughts. The water felt so good, just having something touching his skin that wasn't the skin tight pressure of the HEV suit, to feel the movement and sharp sting of air against him. None of the others had been very tactile and Gordon well, he was, is. Just the sensation of his own hands, of the brush of the cloth over his skin is enough to nearly bring him to tears. Finally managing to wash his hair does, and he cries silently, hanging his head under the fall of water.

He's safe, but he's not safe, he isn't sure he'll ever feel or be safe again. But this is enough for now, this singular moment in time where it is him, heat, silence. Joshua is with his sister in Arizona for the summer, he's safe and far away from Gordon and the mess he's made of his life.

He doesn't bother with a towel, he doesn't have the physical strength to prop himself up long enough to dry himself. Instead he crawls into his bed, wet hair on the pillows as if he could give a single fuck because it's an actual pillow, it's his pillow in his bed, in the relative quiet of his suburban neighborhood apartment in this small not-so-gated community.

Before he's even fully stretched out on the bed the thick scrambling fingers of sleep are reaching up to pull him down. Thick as gossamer, tangling and tugging on his consciousness. There is a moment of strange deja vu as the last thing his blurry eyes register is not the pain-red-brown-green of the bruising of his jugular but a faintly pleasant and nigglingly familiar blue. Sleep has a stranglehold on him and he's down before the slow caress of a hand down the bare expanse of his spine can even register.

18 hours after Xen

Gordon wakes up extremely dehydrated, his head throbbing, stumbling to the bathroom finds the rest of his body is a mess of similar aches and pains. When he's swallowing naproxen via handfuls of water brought from the tap to his mouth by cupped hands, he manages to catch sight of his blurry reflection in the mirror.

After putting on his glasses he finds he sort of wishes he hadn't. He looks in the words of a dead extraterrestrial or somefuck entity, a bit shit. He feels worse than he looks. His stomach is threatening to eat itself, his throat is dry, his skin is simultaneously on fire and numb. His nude form is absolutely painted with bruises.

In the bright mid-day light coming in through the frosted glass of the bathroom window he can make out the faintest ring of scar tissue around the circumference of his right arm. While walking around his apartment naked had been the first thing a young adult Gordon Freeman had done when he rented his first apartment solo, he was begining to feel entirely too underdressed and unshielded. After finally getting the damned thing off, not having the thick layers of insulation protecting him against the rest of the world made him feel naked even with the pullover and slacks he pulled on. Summer in New Mexico wasn't a pleasant season to be pulling on a cardigan but he pushed up the AC to compensate, the sound of the overhead vents pushing out recycled air was familiar in a nausteating way.

When he was stuck in Black Mesa all he could think about was getting out, getting free, breathing the sun-baked air of the outside world. Standing now in his living room he could not fathom the idea of going outside. Loud, uncompromising, dangerous. He needed therapy, probably way more help than even therapy, he needed a bleached brain. This wasn't like walking in to the garage to find his father in the family van, brain matter splattered on the driver-side window from where he'd shot himself in the head. This wasn't like the years of moving and pulling up roots, of never making friends for longer than a few months, this was so much more, so much thicker.

Fuck.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, and the quiet is closing in on him, the sound of the AC isn't enough, his own breathing is going fast, his heart feels like a violent creature burrowing into his chest, he's sweating and cold all at the same time. He probably bruises his pelvis slamming against the kitchen counter in front of the wall-mounted telephone but whats one more bruise to a body full of them. His hands scramble against the receiver and the number pad, the dialtone is the counterpoint to his mental breakdown.

"Hello, this is Tommy Coolatta!"

"T-tommy, hey, hey bud it's, it's Gordon." "Hello Mr. Freeman! It's so good to hear from you!" In the background there is a bark, Sunkist.

Gordon bends double against the counter till his forehead hits the faux marble, cool sinking into his skin, he laughs short shaky sounds, his heartrate crescendos, a cresting wave, it feels like rapture when it drops.

"Hey, how are you, how are you doing?" Please don't ask it back, he's not sure how he could even respond, he doesn't know.

“I’m really good! I was about to take Sunkist to the dog park, would you like to come?”

He doesn’t think his nerves can stand it but he says yes anyway.

[alarriefantasy]

                        Famous Louis / Non-Famous Harry

We Had Everything by lightswoodmagic (sarah_writes)

Words: 2k

Or, Louis and Harry fell apart, and Louis' never forgiven himself. He gets a second chance at Zayn and Liam's wedding.

A Beginning by SexyAsswoMan

Words: 5k

Where Harry was in love with a poet, and the stranger that sat beside him on a poetry session had eyes that looked like the sea.

Feels Good on My Lips by phdmama

Words: 8k

When Niall harasses Harry into returning to Vermont for their fifteenth high school reunion, Harry is really not sure he wants to go. High School wasn't the most fun for him, but when it turns out that Louis Tomlinson, his former best friend and current star of the silver screen is going to be there, Harry agrees. The road to reunion is never easy.

Wearing Nothing But Your Kiss by dinosaursmate

Words: 10k

Harry gets stuck in a lift with that actor with the incredible arse and tries to remember how to function as a human being.

The One Where Harry Really Doesn't Have Ten Catsby by LoadedGunn

Words: 10k

Or, the AU where Harry is a pet-sitter for the rich and famous, and Louis is rich and famous.

Come As You Are by AFangirlFantasy

Words: 12k

Highschool Reunion AU where Harry is Niall's flatmate, Zayn and Liam are married, and Louis is just trying to find his way back home.

A Few Very Good Mistakes by louisandthealien

Words: 12k

Louis falls asleep in Harry's bar. Harry takes him home to hang out.

Leap of Fate by happilylouie 

Words: 12k

Or Radio Show Host Louis Tomlinson is going to be the father of Harry Styles’ baby, the only problem: He has no idea.

What do you mean he's coming? by MediaWhore

Words: 15k

When Harry accepted to be his sister’s Maid of Honour, despite how non-traditional of a choice he was, he didn’t think writing a speech for the wedding reception would be this hard. Now, not only does he have less than two weeks left to find something moving and inspirational to say, but Gemma just confided in him that her old childhood best friend is going to be in attendance. The one who moved to LA and they haven’t seen in fifteen years because he was too busy becoming an Academy Awards winner. But hey, no pressure. It’s just Louis Fucking Tomlinson.

Harry is screwed.

Then We Talk Slow by letsjustsee

Words: 20k

A famous/non-famous AU in which Louis banters back and forth with his new record company on Twitter, only to find out that Harry is the man behind the tweets.

Ain't That A Kick In The Head! by lesbianharrie, wreckingtomlinson

Words: 22k

In which Harry’s a disaster gay who doesn’t know shit about soccer, Liam drinks too many blue raspberry Coolattas, Niall knows everyone, Zayn looks dead, and Louis is Not Happy about sharing his breakout moment with “Drunk Hawaiian Guy.”

Part 1 of disaster harry

You Make It Easy by Rearviewdreamer

Words: 26k

Harry has dreamed of a career in the lighting industry for years. Those dreams only become bigger and brighter when he’s hired to work on Louis Tomlinson’s first solo world tour. At the end of the day, he ends up getting more than just an amazing job out of the deal.

Take Me Back to Where We Started by amory

Words: 27k

Starring Harry as the petty ex, Louis as the new James Bond, Niall as a boy genius and fake boyfriend extraordinaire, and Liam and Zayn as two friends just trying to make it out of this weekend alive.

Far From The Tree by AlwaysAqua

Words: 28k

Or, Harry and Louis have been best friends since diapers (twenty-some years ago) and somewhere in the middle of Harry always picking up the mess that Louis' father has habitually left in his wake, Harry accidentally fell in love.

everything comes back to you by amory

Words: 29k

Louis and Harry, best friends since before either of them can remember, broke up four years ago. Louis has achieved his dreams of becoming the next big thing while Harry has stayed back, dedicating himself to his studies. Both are content to forget what they had together, until a tragedy brings them right back into each other's lives.

Saved Tonight by objectlesson 

Words: 30k

Harry is the world's most persistent seduction-baker, a questionable dog-sitter, and Louis's biggest fan. Louis hasn't written in years, is trying to pass loneliness off as cynicism, and absolutely hates his fans. It's probably destiny.

This Ain't Just a Thing That You Give Up by lululawrence 

Words: 34k

The one where Harry is a baker in addition to being a college student who just happens to meet the crazy famous Louis Tomlinson while on spring break. Featuring personal assistant!niall, roommate and best friend!liam, and costar/model!zayn.

I Think You're Already Home by jaerie

Words: 38k

Seeing Louis Tomlinson today, it would be hard to guess that he was ever once a member of the world's most famous boyband. These days he doesn't even the leave his own house. The truth is he can't leave his own house. He can't even remember the last time just standing at an open door didn't send him into a debilitating panic attack. But, against his friend's advice, Louis is ready to add meaning to his life again. He's ready to start a family. So what if he doesn't have an omega? There are plenty of surrogacy services just waiting to help the rich and famous become parents. He just has to find the right one for the job.

baby blue by soldouthaz

Words: 39k

Harry Styles takes his time coming out to greet them. Louis only knows what he’s seen on file and what he’s heard them talking about, but he fully lives up to the image he had inside of his head.

He saunters down the front steps of the farmhouse in his Levi’s, brown snakeskin boots curving out from underneath the denim Louis’ sure he had specially made. He’s got on a plaid button-down tucked into the jeans because of course he does, curls spilling out from either side of his cowboy hat around his sunglasses and country-tan skin.

“Harry Styles,” he drawls, extending a hand to Louis’ manager, “Pleased to meet ya’ll.”

We Got The World Shaking by FutureMrsHaroldStyles

Words: 39k

Or the one where Harry goes into heat at his best friend Lottie's birthday party and her big brother helps him out.

shine by togetherwecouldbealright

Words: 40k

Louis is an actor who needs to get away from the real world. He does the only thing that he can and runs away, finding himself in a small town where he happens upon Harry. What Louis doesn't expect is to somehow fall in love and end up having to face what he was running from all along.

Safe and Sound (You'll Always Be) by Rearviewdreamer

Words: 58k

When a failed case and a guilty conscience leaves Harry more than a little lost, his boss presents him with a new, less taxing assignment to help him cope. An escape from all the madness is just what Harry needs to get his life back on track. It's just too bad his new client has a grin like the devil, a pair of electric eyes that Harry simply can't get over, and no intention whatsoever of letting him catch a break.

Now In A Minute by thealmightyavocado

Words: 150k

Or the 13 going on 30 au that should have been done years ago.

Let Me Be Your Star by lovelarry10

Words: 252k

Louis Tomlinson has always wanted to mentor young musicians. When he’s asked to be a judge on The X-Factor, it’s a dream come true, everything he ever wanted. What he didn’t expect was to meet a curly-headed stranger that would turn his life upside down

♡ credit to the owner of the manip

♡ past themed recs here

♡ updated 3.31.21

[ajauntwithjoy]

I wasn’t a coffee drinker until my very first cruise contract in 2013. Sure, I got it once in a while — a @stewartsshops hot coffee here, a @dunkin coolatta there. ⠀⠀ But on that first cruise contract, everything was so new (and overwhelming). 🛳 I’d never been on a ship before, I got SO lost trying to find my crew cabin (and everything else), I was thrown into a pretty intense job and a world so different than what I knew on land. ⠀⠀ I wound up just following a coworker of mine, ashore in Seattle to a @starbucks, like a lost puppy. She was adamant we get coffee first and THEN go explore. I had no idea what to order or what anything would taste like. All I know is whatever I ordered was goood. ⠀⠀ So I began a little tradition of visiting cafes to try new coffees (and let’s be real, get that free wifi) at each port. I’ve since learned a lot more about specialty coffee and “coffee culture”, which countries produce the best beans and their traditions behind drinking it, and about how important it is to support local coffee shops instead of big chains. ⠀⠀ I’m now the person that other people follow for good coffee and treats. Or I go solo to seek out a cool spot. ☕️ I’m always researching where the best local cafes are, either on my travels or right here in Sacramento. ⠀⠀ (Pictured is me trying a cafe de la olla in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico on my latest cruise contract). ⠀⠀ Are you a coffee lover too? Comment your favorite type of coffee! My go-to’s are lattes and mochas. 🤎 . . #coffeeculture #coffeegram #coffeeholic #thesweetlife #nectarsunglasses (at La Chata Puerto Vallarta) https://www.instagram.com/p/B7yjj_uBsJI/?igshid=1wcqncyk8eh4l

[maudelebowski29]

Tag Game/Thing

Rules: Answer the questions then tag some followers you want to get to know better! 

I was tagged by the lovely @sebbys-buttchin

Name: Michelle

Nickname: Some people call me Meeshi.

Zodiac Sign: Virgo

Hogwarts House: Not a Harry Potter person.

Height: 5′8″

Orientation: Heteroflexible. Wouldn’t call myself bi because I don’t actively pursue women. I have slept with ladies before and am not opposed to doing it again, honestly. 

Ethnicity: Irish, English, and French.

Favorite Fruit: Cherries, strawberries, peaches. 

Favorite Season: Autumn. 

Favorite Book Series: I don’t really have one. I tend to read non-fiction more than fiction. 

Favorite Fictional Characters: Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Han Solo, Spencer Reid, Batman (particularly Kevin Conroy in Batman: The Animated Series), Leslie Knope, Sarah Connor (especially in Terminator 2), Penelope Garcia, Magneto (my favorite Marvel villain), Loki (my second favorite Marvel villain), Eleven from Stranger Things, Rocket Raccoon. I know I have tons more, but this list is long enough. 

A fictional character I’d like as a sibling: Donna Meagle from Parks and Recreation. 

Favorite Flower: Periwinkle - so much so that I have one tattooed on the back of my neck. 

Favorite Scent: Lavender, cinnamon, meat cooking on a grill, marijuana, that kind of musky smell you get after having sex. 

Favorite Color: Purple.

Favorite Animal: Cats, sloths, hammerhead sharks. 

Favorite Artist/Band: The Velvet Underground, Sonic Youth, Blur, Radiohead. Currently obsessed with Gorillaz and their latest album. It’s sooo good. 

Coffee, Tea, or Hot Cocoa: None of these. I practically live on diet soda. If I do drink coffee it’s either an iced latte or a coolatta with a shit ton of whipped cream.

Average Sleep Hours: 5 or 6.

Number of blankets you sleep with: Just one.

Dream Trip: Germany.

Last Thing Googled: The Black Panther trailer, which I watched 3 times last night.

Blog Created: July of 2015.

How many blogs i follow: 141.

Number of Followers: 248.

What I usually post about: The MCU, music and movies I love, people I find attractive, politics, feminism. It’s a pretty mixed bag.

Do you get asks regularly: Sometimes. Usually it’s @ursulaismymiddlename and I love her for it.

What’s your aesthetic: Superheroes who are easy on the eyes, movies with great cinematography and that speak to me emotionally, indie music. 

I’ve done this one before, so not tagging anyone. But if you want to do it and tag me, be my guest.