#helen basch

[mor-rioghain]

With Helen it's like we're together. It just feels right. It's easy. It's nice. It's weird but...

[carolrance]

the only carol/helen fanfic masterlist ever in existence

ok. so here it all is. for now...

if you're going through hell... (rated: m, helen pov angst) maybe carol wasn't really as fragile and neurotic as they all believed. maybe helen wasn't as horrible and damaged as her shrink thought. maybe they both needed a little bit of credit. covers all of s5 and then some.

the good part (rated: t, carol-centric multiple pov fluff) carol finally has the chance to explore life beyond the shit. post-series finale.

between a scrunchie and a hard place (rated: t, mostly helen pov) helen embarks on an odyssey to return carol’s cheap moisturizer, stupid sleep goggles, and especially that fucking scrunchie. written prior to s5.

3 months minus a day (rated: t, multiple pov) t-shirts, dope, duck mugs, shrinks, hiking and ultrasounds: carol, helen, and beverly inexpertly navigate the 3 months between that bathroom and the screening room. post-series finale.

for better, for worse (rated: m, carol pov angst) the thing nobody really bothered to tell carol was how quickly it all could be over. future fic.

when i picture myself happy, it’s with you (rated: g, carol pov) a blackout, an ex-girlfriend, and a chat. sequel to "for better, for worse"

the fight or flight response (rated: t, carol pov) or: 5 times helen wasn’t supposed to be there and 1 time she was.

and, for a shocker, something not written by me:

love (rated: k+, carol-centric fluff) an AU where beverly is not as involved in carol and helen's relationship, starting with the fact that they do not immediately go hiking together. au missing scene from 4x04.

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50 Things OTP Meme (Carol/Helen) - 5 Freak Outs 

[booasaur]

Episodes - 5x07

[youcanletgo]

[carolrance]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Fandom: Episodes Rating: M (frequent coarse language, mature sexual situations) Relationship: Carol Rance/Helen Basch

Summary: Maybe Carol wasn't really as fragile and neurotic as they all believed. Maybe Helen wasn't as horrible and damaged as her shrink thought. Maybe they both needed a little bit of credit.

There was that quote she'd often read on cheesy fridge magnets about how you just have to keep going if you're going through hell. It was always accompanied by, like, a sunset, or a flower, or a serene forest path, or a kitten hanging onto a branch. Something insipid anyway. That shit never sat well with her. Was that kitten really going through hell? Really? It was just a fucking branch probably a foot off the ground. What about that flower? And a sunset? Seriously, what did a setting sun behind beautiful mountain range have to do with hell?

None of those things came even close to describing what she was feeling at this particular moment in time. Granted, the whole inspiration behind the quote should have been helpful. But really, it was pretty fucking obvious. Like other than killing yourself—or somebody else—what choice did you honestly have than to just keep going? Stupid fucking fridge magnets.

So, as Helen Basch strode into her shitty office on yet another shitty smog-heavy morning after another shitty night's sleep, she gripped at her forehead, trying to suppress the building headache by sheer force of will alone. How many days had it been? Probably weeks. Months? It felt like it had been literal months in which every day seemed to be one continuous piece of shit and every night was a fucking mess.

Of course there were bright spots. Ratings. Good ratings were nice. Her new shows doing well and bringing in lots of praise (but more importantly, ad revenue) had a smug sort of joy to it. Even if one of those required her speaking fairly frequently to that walking cucumber dildo Merc Lapidus. However, Elliot Salad not breathing down her neck at every turn anymore was a particularly enjoyable bonus. Everything was basically... smooth fucking sailing. On the business side of things, anyway.

Except having to deal with closeted lesbian-haircut, homewrecker Beverly Lincoln, but even then, stabbing their stupid show using imbecilic Tim Whittick's dick made it slightly more bearable that she'd come in second place to a woman who, for all intents and purposes, was nothing more than a skinny hedgehog with a funny accent and no writing talent. God, she hated that snotty English bitch. And Tim was precisely the perfect blend of terrible at his job and annoying as fuck to torture the Lincolns, indefinitely. Ha. Like hell she was going to cancel Opposites now. She'd drag it to her fucking grave and fuck Elliot, fuck Beverly, and fuck the network.

It was really amazing how far she was willing to destroy herself and the legacy of her career all because of an ex-girlfriend.

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[booasaur]

Episodes - 5x07