[sevcredsoul]

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a low activity multifandom multimuse

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by vanessa

[sevcredsoul]

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[sneezestwice]

@sevcredsoul sent: a tentative, exploratory kiss between friends (ms.casey/helly)

Helly's company was...warm. Different, to say the least. She enjoyed being around her, enjoyed the unfamiliar spark she felt in her presence. Their conversations, however long or brief, were always interesting. She liked that Helly asked questions, questions she herself would never dare voice. The space between them seemed to become a shorter and shorter distance, including physically.

When their lips meet, she hardly remembers who closed the distance, just that she liked the feeling. There's a hesitance at first, a confusion, but it doesn't stop her (it doesn't seem to stop either of them). And when they pull away, still in close proximity; a quiet "was that alright?" is uttered softly.

[sevcredsoul]

it was the end of her wellness session, where she got told some bullshit facts about her outie. not that she was paying any attention to the words leaving the wellness director’s mouth, her eyes, however, fixed on the woman’s lips.

it hadn’t been helly’s plan to kiss ms. casey but curiosity had gotten the better of her. she had wondered before briefly, how soft her lips might be, compared to her own chapped lips from biting at the skin there.

the kiss was hesitate and brief, she wasn’t sure if she was the one to close the gap between them or not, not that it mattered. ms. casey had kissed her back.

helly smiled, a true smile perhaps the first since arriving on the severed floor. still close enough that ms. casey could feel her breathy “yeah, that was –.” her red hair falls in her face as she nods her head.

[nursewashing]

anya's cheeks reddened at the suggestion of sharing the bed, even in the simple form of resting her head on the side beside helly's legs; she'd never even gone so far as to sleep, as such things were generally considered against her employer's doctrine. if helly was sleeping, though, then anya didn't have much else to do...

❛ oh...! if- if you're sure! i'd hate to impose... ❜ her voice came out soft as a feather, her hands fidgeting. she wasn't sure why she'd get so worked up at helly's offer. nobody had ever shown her a kindness like that. that had to be it.

she smiled at that thought, nodding her head in agreement as she met helly's lovely hazel gaze. ❛ thank you. really. i've never gotten an opportunity like this to just rest and close my eyes. you really are very kind, helly... ❜ a yawn broke into her words, as if her body was urging her to get rest after tirelessly caring for her patient.

so, anya rested her head on the medical bed, a bit close to helly's legs. she let out a deep breath, and eyes fluttering shut as she allowed herself to relax. quicker than she realized it would happen, anya fell asleep at helly's bedside.

[sevcredsoul]

helly scooted over on the small bed in the medical bay, giving anya just enough room to rest her head and hopefully get a bit of sleep. neither of them knew just how long they would be here, and helly couldn’t let the other innie stay awake the entire time just to, what ?? watch over her ??

❛ yeah, it’s no problem. it’s only fair if i’m getting to sleep — ❜

helly didn’t exactly know how to sleep but she could feel her body’s tiredness settling in. maybe she really did need the rest.

helly watched for a moment, as her nurse drifted off to sleep, her exhale almost noticeably through the thin sheet that separated them. once she was sure that anya was asleep, helly allowed her eyes to flutter shut.

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❛ what do you think you’re doing ?? ❜ her voice was sharp as helena startled awake, the woman she had met just moments ago, was asleep against her thighs.

[stevenrogered]

[sevcredsoul]

@murkyhazed’s cruella said to charming : " my my, dangerous for a royal prince to be wandering the woods without any guards. it would be a shame if you happened upon a villain, darling. the people could lose their beloved prince charming. "

the gravel under david’s boots crunched loudly as he spun toward the familiar taunting voice. he had insisted he’d be fine on his journey, declined every offer from the royal guards to accompany him, wishful for a small taste of life before he had stepped into the role of prince charming.

of course, it was his luck that he happened upon a villain so early in his solo excursion. his hand instinctively reaches for the sword tucked into his belt, hovering over the handle as he makes eye contact with her. cruella de vil wrapped in her fur coat, just a few feet away from him, looking as beautiful as ever, he gulped.

❛ what do you want ?? ❜ his voice unwavering, his fingertips on the ready on the handle of his sword, though pulling it on her would be a last resort, villain or no villain, david didn’t take to threatening a woman so easily.

[mysterycflife]

@sevcredsoul asked: “you're not the same as you were before.” for mark from helly

They had found something clean for him to wear and wiped the blood away, but Mark could still feel the sharp pain in his ribs and dull throbbing in his head. Proof that everything that had happened was real. They had saved Ms. Casey's innie, like he had promised. He had decided to remain. To stay with his love. With Helly. And maybe that's why he didn't seem to be the same person he was before. It was the first time he felt like a real person. Like someone in control of his own destiny. No longer a tool for his outie's convenience.

"I'm not!" He answered the redhead with a smitten smile. His dark eyes roamed over her face. Shining like she was the most precious thing in sight. "You changed me! Made me a person." Mark added, taking her hand, stroking it with his thumb before bringing it to his lips for a kiss. "I found you at the equator."

[sevcredsoul]

when mark had snuck out of mdr in search of ms. casey, helly really thought that they had been saying goodbye forever. her heart ached thinking about how she wouldn’t ever see him again, the person that had made her life in this hellhole worth living, would be gone the moment he left the building with his outie’s wife.

but then she had ran. red lights flashed, sirens rang off, signaling that he had done it, he had ms. casey freed. the urge to see him just one more time took over her, and she had found herself running barefoot through the halls to the emergency exit, the same one he had brought her to on her first day. their equator.

❛ you found me at the equator. ❜ her voice was hushed, just like it had been in mdr when they were saying their goodbyes, but this time a smile graced her lips, her eyes full of love and hope.

❛ so, what do we do now ?? ❜ her lips curled at the corners before she suppressed a yawn. mark was relatively cleaned up, today had been long for the both of them but helly wasn’t quite sure what came next.

[nursewashing]

❛ my name is anya n. i'm making this video roughly two hours before before it will be shown to me, ❜ the woman on the television read from cards. anya sat there in awe of herself on the screen — dark hair like her own, the same outfit she's wearing now, speaking words she didn't remember with her own voice. she listened intently as she continued.

❛ ... i am aware that this alteration is comprehensive and irreversible. i make these statements freely. ❜

then, the video ended. anya was left sitting there with wide eyes, taking a deep breath. having her perceptions chronologically split sounded... intense. & the haunted look on her own face as she struggled not to stammer over her words left a deep impression in anya's mind.

what was the world outside of here like, if she needed to do such a thing to herself? were circumstances truly so bleak? would it be better here?

her gaze turned to the redhead, looking to her like a lost duckling ready to imprint on the nearest living creature. she cocked her head with a pout settled on her lips, her eyes still red from the recent bout of tears.

❛ so... can i ask who you are? i don't think you've told me your name. well, unless it isn't allowed? ❜

[sevcredsoul]

helena’s hazel eyes darted from innie to the outie on the screen as the video progressed. the same lines each and every severed employee has said on video. a safe guard for lumon and a teaching tool for the newly split consciousness. she tried to take in any reactions, watch and see if anya would become a flight risk like some others in the past.

she looked haunted. helena supposed that was an appropriate response to seeing a video of yourself that you have recollection of. but it didn’t stop the woe she felt seeing that look in the other woman’s eyes.

as the video ended, helena tried her best to have kind eyes as her coworker, milchick, had told her the innies responded well to. the smallest pout on anya’s lips caused helena’s lips to curl as she introduced herself.

❛ of course, i’m hel— ms. riggs ❜ the redhead smiles through her mistake, hoping no one watching would catch the slip. innies weren’t to know their first names. ms cobel had been very clear. and, of course, none of them could know she was an EAGAN.

❛ do you think you’re ready for a quick tour while i show you to your new work area ?? ❜ the severed floor medical bay wasn’t too far of a walk but helena figured she could point out any paintings they may pass or show her to the kitchenette for her department (that she was the sole employee of).

[nursewashing]

the woman that greeted her was eye-catching, that was for certain. anya's gaze lingered on her, bewildered if not curious on the very first person she'd ever seen since waking up those moments ago; she'd never seen someone with such striking red hair or a smile quite like that. the new severed worker stood up with less resistance this time, scrambling to sit across from the stranger.

❛ the... severed floor. ah, i see... ❜ she repeated the phrase, as if testing it on her tongue. brows furrowed, dark eyes focused on the woman across from her. ❛ and my name is anya. that's... well, that's good to know. thank you for telling me. ❜

she offered a smile, though it was rather pained through the tears streaking her face. wiping her eyes with her sleeve — and smudging her mascara in the process — she took a deep breath. anya n. wasn't sure why, but she had the urge in her to please. to be a good... worker? family member?

❛ so, i'm part of this, well, lumon family, ❜ she softly murmured, sniffling. ❛ does that mean that we're related...? do we know each other, or... am i supposed to know you? ❜

[sevcredsoul]

helena gave anya a moment to wipe her tears but couldn’t help the small laugh that escaped her at the innies innocent question about relation. as a child, she once thought that the lumon family meant that she had thousands of literal siblings scattered around the world.

❛ oh uhm no, but here at lumon we’re all like a family. you see, lumon cares and provides for every one of it’s workers and now that includes you. ❜

helena was offered a soft smile as she continued with the orientation guide, flipping the page, trying to find where she should be at this point and began reading.

❛ have you ever heard of a thing called work-life-balance ?? well you see, life is like a seesa— ❜ she trailed off, it was probably better to just show her. there would be no harm in skipping straight to the video from her outie, right ?? helena closed the orientation guide book and stood rather abruptly.

❛ let me just … show you. ❜ she walked to the security room she previously inhabited and rolled out a television stand. she inserted the disk labeled ANYA N. and pressed play.

the woman sitting before her appeared on the screen, settling into a chair, index cards in hand. similar to all videos she had seen so far. cobel having completed their pre-procedure orientation, assisted them in making these videos for the innies so they could better understand their situation. she hoped it would help seeing it as opposed to the seesaw analogies in the guide book she had abandoned.

[nursewashing]

❛ unknown, ❜ was anya's response to the question about mr. eagan's breakfast; how could she fathom who that was, let alone what he would eat? a sick feeling welled within her at the unsettling nature of this interview; she couldn't recall anything before this very moment. then, the next question blindsided her.

what is or was the color of her mother's eyes?

...nothing.

tears welled in anya's eyes, her arms wrapping around her shaky frame as she remained on the floor, feeling absolutely unwell. she breathed shakily when she stammered out, ❛ i- i can't remember that. i don't even know if i have ever... ❜

the sentence trailed off. anya's throat hurt, eyes stinging as the tears rolled down her cheeks. though her feelings were born of uncertainty, something long forgotten stirred within a hollow in her chest. if this was a survey of some kind, it surely had an effect beyond simple or inane questions.

❛ um, i mean, un- unknown, ❜ she corrected herself, sucking in a shaky breath and wincing. though she isn't sure she's even allowed to ask questions, she dares to ask in a small and shaky voice, ❛ wh- what comes next...? ❜

[sevcredsoul]

helena watched intently as the woman broke down, the tears barely visible on the monitor in front of her but she knew they were there. this is the part that challenged helena the most. not showing too much sympathy with the new consciousness. their answers simply meant the procedure worked, as it always did. outside of the severed floor, they’d be able to answer all of these questions, even if helena couldn’t.

❛ okay so we have … UNKNOWN, ARIZONA, UNKNOWN, AND UNKNOWN … ❜ a heavy pause as helena looked over the guide, ensuring she hadn’t missed any steps before moving on, opening the door that separated her from the conference room.

❛ congratulations, that’s a perfect score !! ❜ helena forced a bright smile as she made herself known in the doorway, looking down at the innie that was still sat on the carpeted floor. her hand wrapped tight around the orientation guide as she stepped forward into the fluorescent lighting, that bounced off her red hair, pulled tight into a lumon approved ponytail.

❛ as for what comes next, if you’ll have a seat, i’ll be able to explain everything. ❜ well, not everything, but enough to relax the person, at the very least.

helena flipped the guide back open to the correct page and offered a smile as she settled into a seat on the opposite side of the table and began to read.

❛ we’d like formally welcome you to the lumon family — ❜ her hazel eyes flick up at the woman, her name on the tip of helena’s tongue. it suits her, helena thought.

❛ — ANYA N. our newest worker here on the severed floor. ❜

[nursewashing]

no answer to her own question. anya's brow furrowed as she listened, faced with the next step in the interview. she searched her mind for the name of any us state — st. petersburg? no, that didn't sound quite right. she hesitated as she sat on the floor, its thin carpeting leaving impressions on the palms of her hand. she wouldn't bother to get up again — not now, at least.

❛ any state or u.s. territory...? okay. i can— i can try, да. um... ❜ taking a deep breath, anya closed her eyes, her body shuddering as she struggled to think of anything. she didn't even know what repercussions there would be for failure, but she didn't want to fail. even if she didn't know the reason why, there was a part of her deep within that hated personal failure.

❛ ari... zona? ❜ she asked, uncertain, before she more firmly said, ❛ yes, arizona. is that... that is a state in america, right? i hope it is, at least... ❜ anya awaited a response amid the confusion and nausea she battled.

[sevcredsoul]

helena did her best to remain focused on the task at hand. once the survey was complete, she could open the door, introduce herself and welcome the new severed worker properly. she kept her eyes on the monitor, watching as the dark haired woman sat on the carpeted floor of the conference room, watching the confusion happen in real time.

❛ arizona … okay question three, if you’re ready. ❜ no, she wasn’t supposed to give them time between questions. no time given to overthink things. no time to panic any further than they already might be.

❛ question three, what is mr. eagan’s favorite breakfast ?? ❜

helena held back a gag at the thought of the correct answer. three raw eggs and milk. a breakfast that she, herself, was made to eat in her formative years. only more recently had she been allowed to consume her eggs hard boiled in lieu of kier’s way.

she shook the thought from her head, nearly missing the innie’s answer, though she could have guessed it would have been unknown, like it always was. no severed employee had ever failed the survey.

❛ alright, just one final question. ❜ she gulped as she read the words to the question not even she had an answer to.

❛ to your best recollection, what is or was the color of your mother’s eyes ?? ❜

[sevcredsoul]

@starsandmusings’ helly sent mark s. : “ i didn’t ask for this… to feel this way. ”

mark knew helly had been unhappy here, with the life she’d had been given but he hoped that had changed when she had rushed out the elevator and kissed him just before the OTC. just in case they came back.

and now he was sitting across from her, for the first time since her true return to the severed floor and all he could think about was how he had betrayed her. he hadn’t noticed that she wasn’t herself or seen any of the differences the way irving had. he’d like to blame that on how blindly in love with her he was, but he knows he should have noticed.

they had made up about the ORTBO incident, in their own little tent, but there were still unresolved feelings involved about the situation. for the both of them, but more so for helly.

❛ i know and you know, i don’t expect you to change how you feel. but i, uh — hope that i can continue to try to make it up to you. ❜

[sneezestwice]

@sevcredsoul said: ❛ come back to bed. ❜ from mark

Gemma had felt restless, nerves and emotions frayed. Sat in the kitchen late at night, laptop open and sipping tea, she thought she'd been quiet enough to slip away without notice. But Mark always seemed to notice. Maybe not everything, but he often saw things when it mattered. The little things especially.

She glances up, her expression softening. "I just couldn't sleep," she says quietly. "I'll be back soon, I promise. Or you could sit with me--if you want." She felt weary, she knew she couldn't rest but she also didn't want to be alone.

[sevcredsoul]

it was the middle of the night and he had felt gemma sneak out of bed not long ago. when he figured she wasn’t returning, he rolled out of bed, in search of her. he knew he could likely find her in the den, curled up on the couch in dimmed light.

mark hummed contently as he shuffled toward her, plopping down dramatically next to her, his outreached arm behind her on the back of the well-loved sofa. he leaned over, closing the space between them to place a gentle kiss on her cheek.

❛ do you wanna talk about it ?? ❜ his voice rough with sleep. mark knew there had to have been something — some reason that she was here on the sofa instead sleeping soundly next to him in their bed.

[sevcredsoul]

@murkyhazed sent abby : ❝ it's nice to put a face to the name. i'm captain robert nash, but please, just call me bobby. ❞

abby smiled kindly at the captain of the 118, a man who’s voice she had heard many times before on calls. it was always a bit strange to see what the people she indirectly worked along side of actually looked like. captain nash, however, somehow looked exactly as she had pictured in her head.

❛ abby — nice to formally meet you, capt- bobby. i’ve heard nothing but wonderful things. ❜ mostly from buck, if she was being honest, but she didn’t know exactly how much evan’s coworkers knew about his personal life or if his captain would approve of their current relationship, if she were to be so bold to call it that.

[nursewashing]

anya felt an ache in her heart at the sound of her beloved's suffering — gagging, even; she remembered graphically how terrible her own reintegration had been, how the part of her raised inside of lumon had been distraught over memories of the rest of her life.

anya wrapped her arms around her lover, holding her smaller body dearly close to her own. all the while, she could only hope that the worst of the symptoms would end soon for helena and helly — for the person they'd both become.

❛ oh, my baby girl... yes, it should just be a few more days, ❜ anya gently cooed, her voice nearly lowered to a soft whisper so as not to overwhelm helena — or helly, for that matter. ❛ i'll hold you for as long as you need, да? ❜

one hand moved to helena's back, gently rubbing circles against her body through the fabric of her outfit. continuing the motion, she spoke softly. ❛ um, i know you said you'll be okay... but if you're not, that's okay too. i hope you know well by now that i'm here for you no matter what happens. ❜

[sevcredsoul]

helena attempted to relax into anya’s embrace, her eyes flutter closed as she leans into her, even with their bodies already impossibly close. hazel eyes fly open as her lover speaks gently — the hot flashing through her not due to the fever she was running nor from the shared body heat. baby girl. the words went straight to her libido.

❛ babe, don’t do that to me while i can’t do anything about it, it’s not fair ❜

the whine left her pouted lips, eyes lidded half closed with a mix of desire and tiredness. even if the world was currently spinning for helena, reghabi had been more than clear : no strenuous activity for a full week, unless she wanted a potentially hemorrhage.

a deep breath escaped her as she snuggled into anya’s chest, resting her head. allowing herself to feel her heartbeat as she circled her fingers on helena’s back.

❛ we know ❜ the words were tired — the slight change in her voice almost undetectable. almost.

❛ fuck — this sucks. ❜ helly mumbled into anya’s sweater clad chest. her hands grasping at the fabric. ❛ but this is nice. ❜

[sevcredsoul]

@witchyxwoo had mallory suddenly hug cordelia !!

❛ OH !! — ❜ the older woman stiffened for just a moment at the unexpected embrace before softening into the touch and bracing her hand on the back of the younger blonde. she’s not had a someone so comfortable with physical touch since misty … she caught herself before her mind could wander to far into the sadness that often accompanied her thoughts of misty day.

❛ what’s this for ?? ❜ cordelia questioned softly, not knowing the cause of the embrace she was currently in, but not willing to be the one to break it.

[nursewashing]

as the seconds ticked by, anya found herself struggling a little bit less to sit up and further took in the appearance of the room. she wondered to herself if she ended up here on her own volition, or if she'd been perhaps kidnapped or forced into this situation.

her brow furrowed as she combed her hand through the dark, spiky layers of her hair and listened to the voice come from... oh, the speaker in front of her. that, combined with the stranger's reassurance that she wasn't in anya's head, helped calm her, if only somewhat.

❛ i... i don't know, ❜ is the answer that followed, uncertainty etched into her expression. logically, she could assume she was in the united states, buy beyond that? well, everything else in her mind went blank.

blinking bleary dark eyes, she edged herself off of the table with the assumption that she was steady enough to stand on her own two feet. unfortunately, anya greatly underestimated such preparedness and fell over with a yelp, tumbling to the floor gracelessly.

rubbing the arm she'd fallen onto and barely caught herself with, anya winced, her voice small. ❛ am i supposed to know where i live? i– i don't even know where i am now... ❜

[sevcredsoul]

bright hazel eyes watched intently as the woman on the began to shift. taking notice of her haircut as she combed her fingers through dark spiky locks, not the type of haircut helena would ever be allowed to have herself, though she did notice one thing in common about them, they both had bangs. though, helena had kept her’s professionally trimmed ever since she had cut them herself at thirteen years old …

helena gave the woman a moment as she stumbled to the floor clumsily in an attempt to stand on still drug-induced wobbly legs. she always felt bad when the innies would injure themselves coming to, as it often happened as the panic of not knowing set in. usually by question three, they would be asking to leave, crying, beginning to get violent, or all of the above. helena had a feeling that violence wasn’t going to be a problem today, while heavily confused and distressed, the woman in the conference room seemed docile enough.

as the woman on the live feed cradled her arm, helena decided it was time to move on with the survey and read off the next excerpt. she was not to answer any questions until after the survey concluded. a rule she had already broken once and was determined to not do so again.

❛ if you don’t know the answer to a question, you can just say ‘unknown’ … okay, question two: can you name any state or u.s. territory ?? ❜