Severance AU, their outies hate each other, their inies love each other!
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Cover art for a severance reylo fanfic au. Image of Ben in a grey collared shirt with half his head cut off where a smaller version of Ben and Rey stand together inside it. Text reads: A Severance AU, In or Out?, anopendoor #reylofic

📥 SEVERANCE AU UPDATE 📤

In or Out?

Rated E | 3/4 chapters | 5k words

Ben S. sees Rey again after enacting the Overtime Contingency. New motivations arise.

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#reylofic #reylo #severanceau

A screenshot of a fic summary from AO3. reflected light, a hollow moon by kaijuerotica Mo Ran and Wanning fell in love on the severed floor. Mo Ran insists it doesnt matter who they are outside, that they found each other here. Wanning doesn't think it's so simple. Is there a future for two innies in love? And who are they on the outside, anyway?

Title: reflected light, a hollow moon
Rating: E
Pairings: Ranwan, Taxian-jun/Chu Wanning
Chapters 1/? (6051 words)
#erha #ranwan #severanceau
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i’ve gotten some new followers lately (hello new people!) and felt i should repost this and remind everyone of my (slowly progressing) #severanceAU with #VikJayce outies and #JayVik innies 😊

reposting in honor of severance season 2 finale

#jayvik #severanceAU

Viktor actually laughs at that, though the sound is more exasperated than humored. He turns fully toward Jayce and crosses his arms. “You sound suspicious. What? Don’t you trust me?” “Trust you?” Jayce barks out a laugh. “You’re funny. You’ve always been the funniest when you’re not trying to be.” “I’m wounded, Defender,” Viktor says with all the faux offense he can muster, placing a hand over his chest. “You truly think so lowly of me.” “Don’t call me that, you know I hate it,” Jayce growls, bulldozing over anything else Viktor said. “Stupid Noxus with their stupid publicity stunts.” “That’s why I call you it,” Viktor says flatly. “And don’t pretend you don’t bask in the limelight of being Piltover’s Golden Boy. The Defender of Tomorrow, laying bare all the hard truths of Severance so that Ambessa can get paid for every other company in Runeterra to use it.” “Do you want to keep developing HexTech, or not?” Jayce demands, his voice loud and firm as he takes a step in Viktor’s direction. “I’m getting us funding! And what are you doing all day, up top? Probably running calculations like some mindless corporate slave anyway.” “Rich of you to throw around the term ‘corporate slave,’ Jayce,” Viktor says. His voice is frustratingly calm, which Jayce hates. It reminds him of the wires segmenting his ex-husband’s brain – the wires dulling his emotions and his nerves. He can see the Herald’s leg shaking sometimes. He may not feel it, but his body knows he’s putting too much stress on his weak limb.

hello i promise this fic is still happening i have like 16 pages in a google doc

here’s some divorcee bickering for you to prove it

#jayvik #severanceau

Jayce waits in silent agony, as the Herald rewrites that section of the equation. His hand still sits idly against the metal plates and wires. After a few moments, he wiggles the tip of his index finger between two of the cords, his thumb pressing on the other side so he can twist it between them. Viktor freezes, the claw immediately tightening around Jayce’s wrist. He attempts to finish the equation after a moment of silently collecting himself. The man behind him slowly rubs his thumb over the wire. The ‘2’ the Herald is in the midst of writing begins to look like a ‘3’ and he grits his teeth to swallow the sound that threatens to leave him. He drops the chalk, then, and uses the claw to yank Jayce forward and press him against the board, face getting chalk dust on it in the process. The grip the claw has on the man’s wrist doesn’t let up, instead moving that hand to press up between Jayce’s own shoulders. “Stay.”

*whispering* it’s WIP wednesday

here’s a snippy from chapter 2 🤭

#SeveranceAU #JayVik

Ding— It’s not even like falling asleep. It’s like nothing at all. —Dong His body aches, which is typical for when he first enters work. He doesn’t know what his Outie gets up to, but he has a sneaking suspicion that it isn’t sleep most of the time. His lower back aches, like he’s been sitting for hours, and his head is pounding with the residuals of what he deduces is an alcohol-induced dehydration headache. He’s pretty sure that’s called a hangover.

So far, the experiment has yielded very little variance between them, as far as Viktor can tell. He maintains that they should not have chosen two divorced scientists who can barely maintain a cordial working relationship when making groundbreaking discoveries in the world of science and magic. He does sort of hate it - being severed. Ambessa forces him to forgo his augmentations and his mask while he is down there, but it’s not as though he particularly wants his mask’s visage tied to some random severed worker in the lower floors. He and Talis are rather heavily tied to their patented HexTech™ brand, and it would simply be a horrible look for both of them to have become Noxus’s bitches in the public eye. Talis can handle that on his own - he’s the face of Severance, after all. Mr. Man-of-Progress.

SHINY OBJECT: a couple of sneak peaks(?)

#severanceAU #jayvik

a warm brown-toned background featuring blurry cups of coffee and scattered coffee beans. text on top reads: "if it’s quite alright ShowMeAHero Chapter 2: and i'm in so deep Summary: Oh, Helly is going to laugh at him. He’d told her he had a coffee date. He was too confident by far. But— But, well. Why, then, was Burt nudging his ankle under the table?"

irving isn't sure if he's on a date or not, but he sure hopes he is.

new chapter of #ifitsquitealright is now on ao3!

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#severance #severancefanfic #severanceau