When Casey Novak returns for season 27 and Olivia asks her about her whereabouts for the past few years and she starts yapping about her ex girlfriend Alex Cabott and the conversation goes like this
“C’mon you can’t possibly be THAT surprised”
“I mean…” Olivia laughs “if I’m being honest the whole softball thing kinda gave it away”
“Now, that’s a stereotype. An accurate one, but still a stereotype.”
“I thought you were just the “I’m married to my job” kinda girl”
“Olivia, I literally flirted with you. The. Whole. Time”
“What?”
“Don’t give me that look you totally flirted back”
“No, I didn’t”
“You absolutely did”
“You call driving me insane and arguing over the pettiest, stupidest shit, flirting?”
“What can I say? I’m a lawyer”
“And a pretty good one too”
“See?”
“What?”
“Nevermind” Casey sips on her coffee
“What?”
“Nothing, is just, Alex used to say that it would take a pride parade to knock down your door and you still wouldn’t come out of your closet”
“You talked about this stuff with Alex?”
Casey laughs
“I see you tomorrow, Liv”
“Wait”
“What?”
“I’m glad you’re back”
“Me too.”
and that’s how olivia’s self discover journey would start and how they’d be endgame in my books, ok? thank you for coming to my lesbiantalk ✨
the post-prison bad bitchification of will graham is exactly inversely proportional to the travesty that became of freddie lounds’ style and hair and is a phenomenon that must be examined. in this essay i will…
Try not to think about the fact that, throughout the entire four seasons of Rebels there is not a single on-screen hug between Hera and Ezra.
Try not to imagine their reunion. Hera holding Ezra tight, telling him how proud she is of him and that she isn't letting him out of her sight for a long time.
Don't think about her reaching out to him every time they pass each other, making sure that he is real and there and not her imagination.
Don’t think about her checking up on Ezra at night and seeing Jacen curled up in bed with him because they fell asleep telling each other stories.
Don’t see Ezra teaching Jacen recipes that Kanan taught him (recipes only Ezra knew by heart, recipes passed on from Depa and Mace).
Don’t think about Jacen asking when his dad will come back; because Ezra was gone and now he’s back, so surely his dad will come back too.
Don’t think about Ezra seeing Kanan’s eyes in Jacen; eyes that he hadn’t seen for so long (eyes that he blamed himself for blinding for so long), that he thought he saw once more that night but was never really sure.
(Why did they give him Dume’s eyes and not Kanan’s I low key do not like it at all)
Got inspired by this post from dragynkeep and I just needed to see Yang in Ruby’s color palette. Shitty edit goes through shitty Tumblr photo option will always kill me.
thinking about barbra emmaline quendaline sauce again. i think more people should talk about barb eq sauce nowadays. she's a cat that lives on the moon in a secret pet city. her name is barb eq sauce. literally iconic
Not to date myself but sometimes in the middle of a crisis u get to hear Pursuit of Happiness (Nightmare) by Kid Cudi featuring MGMT and Ratatat, Steve Aoki Remix and feel joy for the first time in a week and a half
WARNINGS. fem reader (she/her), recording, overstim, shower sex, choking, eye contact, spit, slaps, threesome, anal, oral (m+f) needy men. note i hope you all are doing well. p power came on when i was On my way! to work (literally like half of it was written while i was on the clock lol) and then this was born — i basically just took a lyric i think best described them from the song. this was more fun than i thought it would be and ill prob do it again for a diff song. anyways, feedback + reblogs are greatly appreciated ty and enjoyyy!! unedited bc we poured up for the 4th n im a little tipsy ( 。 •̀ ᵕ •́ 。)
SHIU KONG — “SHE WANNA GO VIRAL, KEEP FUCKIN’ FOR HOURS”
“look so pretty for the camera baby, look at you” shiu slowly moves to bring his phone closer to where his thick cock burrows and disappears in your struggling pussy— crying and creaming porcelain white around his length, messy. “so full, but she keeps begging for more. squeezing me so tight, how fuckin’ greedy”
he always fills you up so well— massaging your silky walls, his leaky cock curving languidly, kissing your spot with each stupidly slow stroke.
shiu loves to “take his time” with you. loves to just lazily push his hips up, roll them against yours, skin melding, creating delicious friction. it doesn’t take much with you. his cock was made for you after all— perfectly molds your pussy, hugging him with your gummy walls.
“know you wanna show out for the camera baby, cum again f’me. show ‘em how good you are. cmon baby juuuust like that.” you let out a soft, helpless whimper, feeling the heat of embarrassment surge across your cheeks like a wildfire, consuming you, spreading with a prickly intensity that makes your skin flush, your heart racing as he talks you through it, coaxing you closer and closer.
then you’re babbling broken cries of his name over and over and over as you cum around him again, your cunt sucking another load from him too, he never leaves you behind.
he keeps his phone focused on how you milk him dry, sliding out slowly, lewdly, with a throaty “fuck” before stuffing his fingers in your achy pussy making you jump, overstimulation tickling up your spine, “don’t let me out, can’t let all your hard work go to waste, now can we?”
KENTO NANAMI — “SHE WET IN THE SHOWER, THAT PSSY GET LOUDER”
nanami’s eyes sweetly dive into yours, intimately. his broad hands stretching across the curve of your neck as the warm water crashes against his back, cascading, stinging where you dig your nails into his flexed muscles, leaving angry red slashes.
“fuck. gonna cum if you keep looking up at me so desperately like that, honey.”
the sound of skin against skin gets lost in the heavy downpour of the shower, each drop drumming against the tilled walls, but nanami manages to pull out sweet, sweet moans from deep in your throat— cutting through the cacophony, clear and unmistakable, filthy. they pound through his ears, making his cock throb in your wet, sloppy fucking pussy.
“stick—” he grunts, “stick that fucking tongue out”
you nod with a docile tilt of your head like a little doll, your eyes pools of sincerity— obediently letting your tongue fall out of your mouth. he’s leaning over, his body bending slightly as he tilts his head downward to let spit form and fall from innetween his lips onto your tongue, mixing with droplets of steamy water as it glides down your throat.
“so nasty, hm?” his tone is mean, but he’s praising you, smirking as his grip on you tightens, “my nasty, slut of a wife”
TOJI FUSHIGURO — “WE AINT SAYIN NO VOWS, SHE FUCKIN’ NO COWARD”
“c’mon doll, don’t tap out on me,” toji roughly huffs, feigning sympathy but the smirk that tugs at his scarred lips betrays him like it always does, his hands slapping against your puffy cheek— the mean impact leaving a faint stinging sensation amidst the warmth of his touch “‘m not done stuffing my pretty girl yet, cmon”
you’re so fucked out you can’t even think, limbs hanging limp in his tight, tight grasp, basically picking you up and dropping you on his thick cock as your cunt weeps for him, pooling slick he’s fucked out of you onto the velvety sheets.
even his body trembles, each trained muscle tensing beneath his scarred skin, cock twitching inside you rhythmically because it’s too much, even for him. but he ignores the creeping- painful feeling of overstimulation, hissing through clenched teeth about how you’re so “tight”, so “good for him.”
and once again, he’s cumming inside you, heavy balls slapping against your flush ass as he fucks his seed into your abused little cunt. “toji” you cry, dazed eyes looking into his, but he’s so gone, body taking over, hips still slamming into you as he groans out a breathy— needy “fuck” fingers dipping into the curve of your hips.
“i want to taste you,” he sighs, rushing to pull out before folding you over, “ ‘m not stopping till i’m covered in you, give it to me just how i like it”
CHOSO KAMO — “GET PLAY AS A PLAYER, THAT P GET DEVOURED”
“did my girl miss me, hm?” choso hums against your oozing cunt, fingers pushing your fat lips apart, his pointer and middle spreading, so he can give your pretty little clit his undivided attention, kissing, nuzzling with his nose.
he groans at the way you clench around nothing, just begging for his needy cock, words meshed and muffled against your drooling pussy, “i know she did, pretty, ‘s ok ‘m here now”
he drags his fingers to your mouth, “get ‘em wet” pushing past your puffy lips, for you to lick and suck on, not leaving until they’re dripping in your spit, before dipping into your cunt, dragging them against your silky, warm walls, blowing on your clit so gently each time you greedily buck into his palms.
“gonna give me what i want, huh?” he pauses, kiss. “gonna make a mess for me? i know you can, baby. you always do. always get so messy for me i love it”
you nod sheepishly, hands moving to card through his fluffy hair, both hands gripping onto his scalp to ground yourself and grind on his pretty face.
messily, he slobbers, lapping at your cunt, switching between soft sucks to your clit and broad slow licks, making you shudder and twitch, his arms snaking around your thighs to keep you nice and still for him to devour you.
SATORU GOJO & SUGURU GETO — “TOLD MY BROTHER SHE OURS”
“his tongue feel that good, baby? you’re slacking off. suck me like you usually do. ‘s not fair” gojo’s pouting— whining, his hands gently cradling your cheeks bringing you back to him, but your pretty eyes just keep rolling further and further back at the feeling of geto’s tongue flat against your needy cunt. sucking and spitting all over your messy pussy.
promoting gojo to huff, moving his hand to the back of your neck to start rutting into your little mouth, chest growing warm at how you gag around him, his pride growing now that you’re looking up at him, eyes watering so sweetly for him.
geto’s more mature when it comes to sharing you. just hums, pressing his cock against your puffy folds playing, tapping it against your quivering hole, groaning because you’re so messy. can’t even tell if it’s his drool of your messy slick or both.
before he sinks into your cunt, gojo mutters something your overwhelmed little brain can’t comprehend, but after some shuffling around, you feel it. one slicked-up finger slowly sinking into your ass, while geto bottoms out.
gojo gets mean when he’s jealous, but he isn’t cruel, doesn’t wanna hurt his pretty girl, so he preps your tight ass before sinking his cock inside.
you can’t fucking think, at all, brain mushy turned to goo as they both take you. spewing nothing but dirty shit, calling you all types of names, some sweet most of those from geto, but the “slut”’s and “whore”’s are all gojo. his hips sputtering, going dumb at how your tight little ass squeezes around him— he could barely move, just feels geto’s curved tip brushing against the wall that separates your two little holes.
both rutting into you like animals in heat with no regard for how sensitive you're getting, pretty tears brimming up in your eyes.
“so pretty when you take up both, baby ‘specially this little ass ‘s so tight got fucking lucky. keep fucking draining us”