#hlvrai fic

[florence-is-gay]

Yep it's an oldass frenrey fic idea from mybnotes. Most likely it will never be written </3

Enjoy anyway :>

[dimonds456-but-only-hlvrai]

Sorry, registered users only to keep out the bots

BUT HEY NEW FIC! Please mind the content warnings on this one, y'all.

“THERE’S AN ENTRANCE IN YOUR SUIT, DR FREEMAN, AND I WANT IN.”

The cacophony of noise wouldn’t stop. It bombarded Gordon’s ears, threatening to burst his ear drums entirely with the sheer magnitude of noise. He could barely hear Dr Coomer over the chaos, what with the clones all shouting “Hello, Gordon!” at the top of their lungs and Tommy firing his gun as quickly as he could to dispatch them. 

He could barely hear himself think.

A hand grabbed his arm, yanking him forward- forward, forward, forward- until the ExtendoArm™ finally retracted to a normal length, and Gordon was face to face with Coomer himself. His eyes were blown wide, pupils tiny. His entire body was shivering, and sweat beaded down his face. His grip on Gordon’s handless arm was tight, tight enough he could feel it through the suit. He had the look of a crazed man, and his gaze was locked on Gordon.

Gordon froze, pain lacing his arm. It’s not real, he repeated to himself. It’s not real, it’s not real, it’s not real. I’m playing a video game. I’m in VR. I’m safe in my home. It’s not real.

“I’ve SEEN outside Black Mesa, Gordon,” Coomer hissed, tilting his head. “There’s nothing there. But you...” 

Gordon pulled away, only to find resistance. Not in his character model- his arm refused to pull back. He frowned, confused. No, no no no it’s not real, he chanted in his head, trying to rebuild the wall he’d built between himself and the video game he’d had when he first sat down to play. The wall had been crumbling away the more immersed he became, but as soon as his avatar lost his arm and he hit his hand on the desk or something, that wall had been blown away completely. He was stuck in limbo between two worlds, desperately trying to cling to reality while fiction pulled him closer- this time, literally.

Coomer’s features were suddenly... a lot more realistic. “I know there’s a world in your dreams, and I need to go there.”

“No, NO! GET AWAY!” Gordon pushed at him, trying to shove him off, but Coomer’s grip remained locked on his arm, squeezing harder. The metal plating of the HEV suit creaked under the pressure, Gordon could swear he could feel it breaking- but that wasn’t right, this was a game! It wasn’t real! No one was literally holding his arm right now, his brain was just playing tricks on him! This wasn’t right!

He shifted his thumb to the joystick, trying to push back, but his model didn’t move. Instead, his feet were yanked out from under him. He fell to the concrete, feeling the carpet of his floor under his palms as he dropped. This added to his confusion, grounding him in an unsteady way.

A kick to the jaw sent him all the way down to cold, hard flooring. His head hit the concrete, ringing in his ears echoing through his entire skull.

What was happening?!

[hlvrfreakyfriday]

(( so i've decided to repost the Freaky Friday fic here on the blog, to have one other place to read it besides just ao3. here we go! ))

HLVRFF: Chapter 1

It all happened so fast, Benry didn't even detect what was going on until after the fact. And by then, it was too late for him to do anything about it.

Being an eldritch horror from the cosmic void, Benrey had a lot of real fun abilities at his disposal. One of those being the ability to 'astral project' as he'd heard humans call it. He never really used this one too much, though. Until he moved in with Gordon, that is. He'd found that slipping out of his own body to go hang out in Gordon's dreams was a pretty sick way to pass the time at night, when nothing else was keeping his attention successfully. Or when he was feeling lonely. Being the only one in your friend group who doesn't need to sleep at night kind of sucks sometimes.

Gordon was… a little unnerved by the brain-intrusions at first. But he never told Benry to fuck off with that shit, as the night time chats with the entity were much, MUCH preferred over all his PTSD night terrors. Dreams never kicked in right whenever Benry was there, including the bad ones, so it was a win-win situation, really. However, if a dream was already in the middle of happening when Benry jumped in, the dream didn't just automatically stop.

He never thought much about it until tonight.

Benry wasn't really feeling in the mood for any video games, so he decided he'd go see what ol' Feetman was up to in dream land. He got himself laid out nice and comfy in his bed, slipped out of his body and into Gordon's.

And soon came to very much regret it.

Gordon was having a nightmare about Xen, looked like. From his vantage point, he could see the man fleeing for his life from something. He didn't see what, but whatever it was, it had the poor guy scared absolutely shitless. Benry could feel all the horrible emotions Gordon was having while sharing a headspace with him, and yeah, no, this was not cool. He needed to calm Gordon down, show him he was just dreaming. If he could get him in a more lucid state, the nightmare would be easy to knock away.

Dream-Xen wasn't set up the same way as the real deal was- but thankfully Benry was able to just clip through everything just like the real one, which allowed him to cut Gordon off as the human frantically made his way through the winding tunnels.

When Gordon rounded the corner and came face to face with Benry, the human let out a strained shriek, and looked like he was about to book it back towards whatever he was fleeing from before. Whu..? Oh, shit, right. Benry was playing the bad guy when they were all on Xen, so of course Gordon wouldn't be very happy to see him, even if he wasn't at the same giant size he was back then.

…Wait.

Benry was the main threat to Gordon and the Science Team when they were on Xen.

So… did that mean…

As if to answer Benry's unspoken question, a massive, pale hand came phasing through the roof of the cave, one of its sharp black talons nearly impaling Gordon as it did. Gordon fell to the cave floor and looked on in horror as the monstrous owner of the hand brought their face into view.

Gordon wasn't having a nightmare about Xen. He was having a nightmare about Benry.

The alien's heart dropped like a fucking rock at the realization. Dream-Benry raised his fist, looking like he was getting ready to crush Gordon, and that's when real-Benry shoved down the sanguine and shadow building up in his throat and dove towards the human. He grabbed Gordon, and then sunk them both down into the floor, escaping into another chamber. Gordon thrashed in his grip, desperate to get away, but Benry held firm, and flipped the man around to face him.

"dude, dude, you gotta- you gotta calm down. that thing- that's not me, you're dreaming-" Benry tried to explain, but Gordon wasn't fucking listening, he just kept screaming at him to let go and get away and-

They were both silenced when the sole of a giant combat boot came down hard directly on top of them.

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Benry's whole form jolts as he returns to a more corporeal state of being. God, fuck. Dying was never fun, even in dreams. He lets out a heavy sigh and blinks- wait. His eyes are open? Why is it so fuckin' dark, then? He looks around the room, and does see… a faint light, shining in the corner of the room. Focusing on that light, his eyes begin to adjust a bit more to the dark. It's then he realizes that everything is blurry? He moves to push himself up into a sitting position- oh holy fuck he feels so tired and heavy and weak. What the shit. He brings a hand up to his head to rub at his eyes… and finds that his cheeks are a lot less bony than he remembers. Benry blindly gropes at his face some more, and feels what is very clearly a scruffy beard that he very much did not have before.

"yo what-" he says aloud, cutting himself off instantly when he hears himself speaking with Gordon's voice.

That's… new.

And would explain why he can't see shit all. Benry carefully feels over for where he knows Gordon's bedside nightstand is, and turns on the lamp once he finds the switch, to back up the little light from what he now realizes is Gordon's night light. Okay okay, no longer dark, but still blurry as hell. Squinting at the nightstand, he makes out the general shape of Gordon's glasses, and gingerly picks them up and places them on his face. Ah, there we go, blessed with sight once again. Albeit still pretty fucking shitty sight. This isn't how Gordon's eyes are ALL the time, is it? No, no, can't be. That'd be messed up. His sight, and all of his other senses come to think, are probably just all discombobulated from being forced into the wrong body. Yeah. Totally. He just needs to give it a minute.

Suddenly, a scream rings out in the house, in a voice that Benry recognizes as his own.

Oh shit, Gordon.

Welp, 'giving it a minute' is now officially off the table.

Benry quickly hops out of bed (ignoring the foreign ache in his-Gordon's? legs) and bolts towards the door. It's here that he makes yet another discovery.

His usual powers didn't carry over with him into Gordon's body, apparently, as when he tries to clip through the door because it's faster than opening it, he just fuckin' slams right into the damn thing. He groans, both in pain (so much pain…) and embarrassment, before opening the door like a normal human person and books it down the hall to his bedroom.

Flinging the door open and flicking on the light switch, he's met with a very concerning sight.

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Gordon lurches up into a sitting position, reflexively throwing his arms up, as if to hold off the massive boot that was trying to squash him like a bug. It was just a dream, he thinks as he realizes that he's not dead or on Xen. Doesn't do anything to calm his residual panic, though. His heart is still going a mile a minute and… and that's not right. His heart isn't beating right.

His brain finally catches up with the rest of him, and he realizes that he's in an entirely different room than he was when he went to sleep. It's Benry's room from the looks of it, but… it's not right, either. Why is the lighting so weird. The light's not even on, but he can see, he can see SO clearly and- the colours. They're all so much more vibrant, and there's ones he doesn't even recognize. He can't even think how to DESCRIBE them, what the fuck.

Ignore that for right now, Gordon, you gotta calm down, he thinks to himself. Closing his eyes, he reaches a hand up to run his fingers through his hair. Doing such has often helped him ground himself during anxiety and panic. But instead of feeling his long, soft hair, he feels a knit beanie. He does not wear knit beanies. His roommate wears knit beanies. His roommate whose room he inexplicably woke up in just now.

Gordon's eyes snap open and he looks at his hands.

They are not his hands.

"What the fuck," he utters, barely above a whisper, in what is definitely Benry's voice.

No. No? No. No! This isn't happening. This is NOT fucking HAPPENING. He's still dreaming, CLEARLY he's still dreaming! He just needs to wake up. C'mon, Gordon, you can do it. Wake up. Wake up, Gordon. Wake UP, Gordon. WAKE UP, GORDON-

A scream rips out of his throat, as he feels something else in his borrowed body rip.

[desertedhero]

“Hey.” Forzen’s voice brought their focus back. “That sign on your helmet. What’s it mean?” Benrey’s hand reached for the side of their head, where the Lambda symbol was printed on their helmet. “This? It’s, uhh, a badge I got. Achievement get, pick up radioactive material without dying.” “Huh.” The elevator halted and Benrey stepped forward as the doors shuddered open. “I’m…looking forward to working with you.” Forzen said. They paused mid-step. That’s a first. But Forzen even said before, soldiers had to play nice. Get it over with and complain to his friends later. Benrey moved on without a word.

Surprise! I wrote a benzen story! Benrey being a hazard training instructor was such a fun idea that I couldn't resist thinking a bunch about it. If you enjoy pre-ResCas shenanigans and OC support casts, this might appeal to you.

[temothylol]

HLVRV FANS COME GET YALLS JUICE!!!

hlvrai enjoyers i guess you can come but you are missing a bit of necessary context and tragedy of knowing their fates

[blacktobackmesa]

One chapter left... what more could there be to explain, I wonder?

[michaels-reality]

I haven't posted a fanfiction in a while.

I wrote some frenrey kissing if you wanna see :)

read Kiss Challenge here

[mossy-tendencies]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Half-Life VR But the AI is Self-Aware (Web Series), Half-Life (Video Games) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Benrey/Gordon Freeman, Tommy Coolatta & Gordon Freeman, Bubby/Dr. Coomer (Half-Life VR But the AI is Self-Aware), Gordon Freeman & The Science Team Characters: Science Team (Half-Life VR But the AI is Self-Aware), Gordon Freeman, Benrey (Half-Life VR But the AI is Self-Aware), Tommy Coolatta, Bubby (Half-Life VR But the AI is Self-Aware), Dr. Coomer (Half-Life VR But the AI is Self-Aware) Additional Tags: All characters are trans and ND unless stated otherwise, (it is not stated otherwise), He/Him Pronouns For Gordon Freeman, they/he pronouns for Benrey, She/They/He pronouns for Tommy Coolatta, Ze/He/They pronouns for Bubby, It/He pronouns for Dr. Coomer, Fluff, Fluff and Humor, So much fucking fluff, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Body Horror, but not a lot don't worry too much, Skating, Dancing, Gordon has no balance whatsoever, Mentioned Tommy/Darnold/Forzen, Married Bubby/Dr. Coomer (Half-Life VR But the AI is Self-Aware), First Kiss, Black Mesa Sweet Voice, Monster Benrey, more like. catboy benrey honestly, but still with some monster parts, gordon and benrey are fat don't @ me!!!!, short king benrey, incredible that i've used this tag Twice already, Puns & Word Play, w/ gordon's weirdass last name LMAO, Trans Gordon Freeman, Nonbinary Benrey (Half-Life VR But the AI is Self-Aware), Mutual Pining, Nicknames, Gift Fic, Post-Canon

Summary:

The Science Team may have gone through hell together, but that doesn't mean they can't have a little fun! And today's outing at the local roller rink is just that. A break. Gordon sucks at roller-skating. But at least he has company.

Made as a gift for @/we-cool-beans as part of the Frenrey Server's summer gift exchange!

[paramirror]

A better way to deal with him. Ch 1 hlvrai angsty fic

It had been years since what happened at black mesa. Years since Gordon had seen or even thought of benrey. Years. He could almost treat it like a bad dream now! Minus the fact he has one hand and all these new friends, of course. But now he could focus of taking care of Joshua, and all that hush money kept him and joshua living comfortably. Life was good! That is, until one fateful day. Gordon wakes up, and something is different. He can’t quite put his finger on it, but something is off. He gets up, stretches, and goes to the bathroom to brush his teeth and get ready to start the day!

He glances up at the mirror and, to his shock, his scars are gone! His grey streaks in his hair too! He looks down at his hands, and both of them are there too! “oh god.. oh dear god..” Gordon said, putting his head in his hands. Had it all really been a dream? No, that couldn’t be right. There must be an answer to-                                                                                      “Dr. Freeeeemaaaaan..” Everything froze. Gordon turned around quickly, almost relieved to see Gman standing behind him with that blank, cold stare. “Hello Dr. Freeman, you may notice that some things have changed around you. There is a simple explanation for this. As you may have already figured out, I have taken you back in time. Back before the resonance cascade.” Gordon stares in utter disbelief for a moment, before coming to his senses and saying, “Yeah no fuckin’ dip dude, I-” Gman interrupts Gordon by saying “I believe you would like to know why I’ve done this? This is also quite simple. We at Black Mesa have gone over what happened in that time, and have found a better, less expensive way to prevent the whole problem entirely. We’ve constructed a plan that we are sure you’ll be happy with.”. Gman opens his suitcase and takes a purple glowing crowbar out of it. “You see this crowbar, Gordon?”. Gordon nods. “This crowbar is infused with power designed to directly counter Benrey’s power. The plan is, you’ve got to find the perfect opportunity to whack him over the head with it, hard enough to incapacitate him.” Gman says, holding out the crowbar to Gordon. Gordon takes the crowbar, examines it, and looks back at Gman. “Really?” Gordon questions, “It’s that simple?” Gman nods and says “Simple as that. We at Black Mesa will handle the rest.” Gordon looks down at the crowbar in his hands. He processes all that is happening and looks back up at Gman. Gordon opens his mouth to say something, but Gman is already gone. Gordon looks back down at the crowbar and closes his hands around it. “Well, I guess I know what to do,” Gordon says to himself with a sigh.                                              --to be continued--

[bastardlybonkers]

i dont actually think hes blond

[you-get-the-gist]

Found a mug online while looking for Tommy birthday gift inspiration and it was the funniest thing

Bonuses:

I imagine he gets the wackiest belated gifts

[bbb-bbbbbbb]

fanart of a scene in “surface tension” by sakasamasa on ao3

[werbert]

[kalofi]

I don't mean to push you back into HLVRAI, but I've always wanted to say that your Gordon was always my favourite. It's what made me fall in love so deeply with your art. To be able to see yourself in a character you like so much is just such a delight. Thank you for doing what you do. :]

oh my god this is just the sweetest im grinning like an idiot rn 😭 THANK YOU that means the world im so glad u could find yourself in him thats so so important and comforting. just for you heres a quick gordon i ended up doodling on a sticky note when i first started my rewatch like a week ago YAY!!!!

[zanukavat]

mmmmmore sketches

[can-i-see-your-passport-please]

Hi Frenrey enjoyers did you know that if you draw a heart in the air with Wowozela at eye level it just naturally goes pink to blue because I think everyone should know this