#calex drabble

[ihaveathingforwomen]

After kinktober!!! I’m trying I promise!

I just had some of the best inspiration of my life so it will come back babes

MOCK TRIAL COME BACK THE KIDS MISS YOU‼️

[caseylovemail]

babydoll

Rated M Calex drabble, AU where Casey lives with Alex while she's censured. Angsty non-explicit sex and weird power dynamics leading to mildly dubious consent ahead.

Nobody knows that Casey is living with her. Alex is a little more distant with the Special Victims Unit than she used to be, not wanting to give herself away. One of the detectives—Olivia, of course—eventually asks Alex how Casey is doing, and Alex, just barely stopping her nostrils from flaring, tells Olivia that she doesn’t know. 

But, silently, after Olivia leaves, she looks at the clock, and realizes that Casey is making their dinner right now. And when she gets back, while they eat, Casey will ask how work was, what’s been happening, and Alex will remind her that she isn’t supposed to discuss cases with her, and then she will discuss it anyway. 

(This little game might come from a secret need to control her, to humble her, to remind her that Alex is powerful where she is weak, but Alex doesn’t want to admit that she is that kind of monster.)

Alex will tell Casey that dinner was wonderful, that she was thankful that Casey was taking such good care of the house for her, and then Casey will run them a bath. Alex will touch her beneath the water, and Casey will touch her too, and Alex will pretend that Casey has no regrets about what they are doing. 

(She pretends that Casey hadn’t turned her down the first time, only to offer herself later as an apology. She pretends that Casey is in love with her, not young and afraid and alone.)

After, as if to make up for always toeing the line, Alex will wash Casey’s hair, her body, keeping her porcelain doll in perfect condition. Casey will writhe at the affection, and Alex will kiss every new freckle that she finds.

(Oh, her skin has gotten so pale—Alex needs to take her out more often.) 

They will towel off and fall asleep in each other’s arms after Casey whispers thank you. Alex will wake up in the morning, and Casey will wake up right after her, rushing to prepare breakfast for Alex before she has to go to work, and then she will spend the day doing what she always does: reading, cleaning, and waiting for Alex to come home.

(Alex is waiting, too. She loves Casey so much, as more than a plaything, more than a pet, but this is all she has.)

Alex knows this will not last forever. She knows that the shell of a woman barely taking up space inside of her home is not Casey Novak, but a walking formation of internalized frustration and despair. She knows that, when Casey returns to work—and Alex knows that she will, Alex knows that Casey is down but not out—this fantasy world will cease to exist. And yet, she cherishes it, whatever “it” is. She cherishes the way Casey’s eyes light up at the sight of her, she cherishes the manufactured intimacy. She even cherishes the crying spells, after a period of time, when she realizes how sweet the tears taste on her tongue, how tightly Casey holds her when it’s over. Alex comes to love the beautiful mess that is called Casey, fleeting and pitiful as she is. She’s happy that she uttered the words you should come stay with me, and she is happy that Casey was broken enough to accept.

[buzziightqueer]

MASTERLIST!

putting all of my fics here for easy access :))

FULL LENGTH FICS

Undercover Lover: [ongoing]

4.7k words fluff, referenced smut-- Casey Novak, Alex Cabot, Calex

Three's Company: [fin]

5.3k words smut, threesome-- Casey Novak, Alex Cabot, Olivia Benson, Calex, Cabensonovak

Lovesick Blues: [fin]

12k words slow burn, mutual pining-- Casey Novak, Alex Cabot, Calex

Working 9 to 5: [fin]

14.6k words mutual pining, fluff, smut-- Alex Cabot, Olivia Benson, Cabenson

DRABBLES

Common Ground

1.1k words fluff, crack fic-- Calex, Huang, Olivia and Melinda mention

[jiggy-manda]

masterlist

who i write for:

amanda young

lynn denlon

sam carpenter

amber freeman

casey novak

alex cabot

kat tamin

emily prentiss

jennifer jareau

fluff smut angst

amanda young

nsfw alphabet

hug me

gf!amanda headcanons

jealous

pothead!lynnmanda drabble

lynn denlon

pothead!lynnmanda drabble

sam carpenter

possessive ghostface!sam headcanons

amber freeman

self harm comfort fic

gf!amber headcanons

casey novak

gf!casey headcanons

calex headcanons

alex cabot

gf!alex headcanons

calex headcanons

emily prentiss

six (jemily)

jennifer jareau

six (jemily)

restriction

[serenasoutherlyns]

floral

Calex Drabble. Ao3

Alex felt a soft hand on her shoulder. A familiar floral scent filled her nose. She couldn't quite place it.

Casey Novak! She realized as she turned. It had been years. Law school felt so far away and yet so recent.

"What are you doing here?" Alex said excitedly.

"Had to get out of Boston," Casey said. Her hair was lighter than Alex remembered. Her lips were as inviting. The bartender slid Casey a drink.

"Gin and tonic?" Asked Alex.

"You remembered," said Casey with a smile. Casey touched Alex's arm affectionately. Alex had a good feeling about the night.

[sseratonein]

I am very close to posting my Calex or x readers drabbles here wahaha

[bestofmultiverse]

Guys hear me out i have a calex drabble

"How do you sleep at night?" Brett asked

"I don't" Casey answered with a straight face before leaving the party.

A few hours later, it was the middle of the night, and Casey was back at her apartment, frustrated , angry and genuinely tired.

The whole lake situation was a burden on her shoulder as it is, lake was a friend, a friend that tried hitting on her multiple times but friends nonetheless, and it was exhausting.

When she walked into her bedroom she saw a person in bed, blonde messy hair sprawled on the pillow, glasses on- that can't be comfortable and one of Casey's Old university T-shirts.

Casey was absolutely certain the woman in-font of her fell asleep by accident as she watched the tv, since it was still on - a shitty rom com playing.

15 minutes later casey was out of the shower, wearing nothing but panties and a t-shirt and crawled into the covers next to the sleeping woman.

Alex stirred awake, she was a light sleeper (dont all ADAs are?), and buried her head in her girlfriend's chest

"What time is it?" The blonde asked sleepily

"Late" Casey answered truthfully and kissed on Alex's temple "go back to sleep baby"

Alex opened her eyes to look at her girlfriend

"You look troubled, case" Alex commented and Casey chuckled

"Yeah, the new case is going to kick my ass" she admitted

"Do you want to talk about it?" Alex offered

"No baby, go back to sleep you have an early morning tomorrow"

"Only if you will try to well"

Casey smiled softly at her

"Will you sing me something?"

Alex wasn't big on singing and will be caught dead doing so by someone who wasn't Casey.

But they noticed it was one of the best ways to get Casey calm down and sleep, and she loved doing that.

"Of course baby" alex answered and started singing/humming a comforting melody and playing with casey's hair.

A few minutes later casey was thankfully asleep, Alex - who sometimes suffered from that same faith- fell a sleep not longer after, her head on casey's chest - heartbeat and breathing lullabying her back to sleep.

9.19: Cold

[storiesofsvu]

Spring Showers

*notmy images*

Casey Novak x Alexandra Cabot Warnings: language, briefest mentions of smut Square 1 of storiesofsvuoneyearbingo . Prompt “caught in the rain”

Alex was used to spending her spring break and summers out in the Hampton’s, where the air wasn’t so clogged with buildings and stifling with heat, the breeze off the ocean keeping things at a pleasurable temperature. And on the days it wasn’t, a quick walk through the waves would have you cooled down faster than you could imagine. As she moved through life, those vacations became less and less, because the law never sleeps, it doesn’t matter what time of year it was. While she’d hoped to be able to spend what was normally the warmth of spring break out near the ocean with her girlfriend, Casey had simply mentioned that was the finals for the department’s softball team.

Which is why as the June sun beat down through the city of New York, Alex was doing her best not to burn her exposed legs on the heat from the bleachers. She was thankful for the chilled thermos of rose wine Casey had snuck her, and the companionship of Captain Cragen, even if they were technically cheering for opposite teams. Not that Alex had any idea how baseball worked, she just enjoyed watching Casey crack hits further out into the field than anyone else could, particularly enjoying the way the muscles in her back rippled. The same muscles that Casey could easily use to pin the blonde down in a more private environment.

She exchanged pleasantries and small conversation with Don, laughing over stories, the two of them both happy to not be battling over legalities in the moment. Alex fumbled over a reply as Casey shot her a wink on her way in from a home run and she felt her cheeks flush at the small chuckle from Cragen.

It was no surprise that with Casey’s help the team of lawyers was easily able to beat the detectives. While some of the crowd dissipated, most members of the team were sticking around, a small bbq area was next to the diamond, there was more than enough food and drinks to go around.

“Nice job sweetheart.” Alex greeted Casey with a grin and a soft kiss.

“Thanks baby.” The redhead grinned back, kissing her cheek again, she looped her arm around Alex’s waist and led her over to the socializing area. Cold beers were passed around to beat the uncharacteristic spring heat, and although it wasn’t Alex’s first choice, she accepted one anyway.

They grabbed a seat on one of the picnic tables, Casey, somewhat tired from the game half nuzzled into the blonde’s side, she laid a soft kiss on her hair that Casey hummed at before taking another sip of beer. Her hand came to lay on Alex’s thigh, her fingers tracing patterns against her bare skin, enjoying the sight of Alex’s legs in shorts, it wasn’t an often sight and it was more than pleasant.

The two of them spend a couple of hours socializing, splitting a couple more beers and a burger. Casey caught Alex giggling and cocked a brow at her, Alex playfully rolled her eyes, thumb reaching up to swipe a smear of ketchup from the corner of her mouth. Casey’s eyes gleamed, her lips curling into a smirk at the way Alex sucked the digit into her mouth to lick the sauce off.

“Oh don’t start that now.” The blonde warned and Casey chuckled, ducking to kiss her cheek.

“Don’t worry, I can wait til we get home.” She murmured, “question is can you?” Alex scoffed, smacking at Casey’s arm as the redhead laughed heartily.

After about another hour the wind started to pick up, there were definitely some greying clouds moving in slowly, making everyone start to say their rounds. The two said their goodbyes, Casey tossing her bag over her shoulder as she linked her hand into Alex’s to make their way back to the street.

The two didn’t live that far from the park, an easy enough walk, especially on a lazy Saturday afternoon. Casey nuzzled into Alex’s side briefly while they waited for a light to change, a small discussion of dinner on the mind. Casey knew her girlfriend wasn’t about to cook for her, she normally did that for the two of them, but the game and afternoon in the sun had wiped her out. They were debating between Thai and Mexican, halfway across the street when Alex felt the first drop, a quiet yelp escaping her lips as she jumped away from Casey to the shelter of an awning. The redhead laughed,

“Oh come on! It’s barely spitting.” She teased, “it’s only a couple blocks back home.”

“Or we could just stop and have dinner at one of the restaurants, wait it out?”

“Al, I’m sweaty and gross, I don’t wanna go somewhere even remotely fancy without a shower and clean clothes. C’mon.” She extended out her free hand, “don’t make me tease you about not wanting to get your hair wet.”

Alex huffed out in defiance, but took her hand anyways, as Casey had mentioned, it was barely raining. Naturally, their luck only lasted about half a block before the skies opened up, a literal downpour drenching the Manhattan streets. Alex shrieked loudly, trying to shelter herself ducking under Casey, pulling a laugh from the redhead.

“Come on!” She laughed, tugging Alex’s hand into a run, battling against the rain as the ducked around the few other unfortunate people who’d gotten caught on the streets.

“Case! Slow down!” Alex half laughed, nearly slipping her way through a puddle.

“I thought you didn’t want to get wet!” She teased back.

“It’s a little late for that!” Alex nearly panted, “you’re lucky I’m not in heels!”

“Al, if you’d even tried to wear heels to the game I would’ve disowned you.”

They slowed to a quick speed walk half jog, ducking under an awing here for there for Alex to continue small complaints while she caught her breath. Once their apartment building was in sight, Casey tugged at the blonde’s arm, urging her to power through, racing through the droplets, slipping to a halt in front of the door.

“Certainly not hot anymore.” Alex muttered, shivering as Casey pushed their apartment door open.

“Oh you’ll be fine princess.” Casey turned back, wrapping Alex in her arms, pressing a soft kiss to her lips, “but…you are pretty wet..” her lips hit Alex’s jaw gently, “think I should get you out of those clothes right away.” Alex sighed at the warmth of her mouth trailing down the side of her chilled neck, “I can warm you up, what’d’ya say?” She nipped every so lightly before pulling back to see Alex’s face.

“I think after that, you owe me Novak.”

“Oh I’ll make it up to you, you know I will.”

Casey nipped at her bottom lip, shooting the blonde a wink as she gave her ass a swift spank, nudging her in the direction of the bedroom. As it turned out, the exhaustion from the afternoon was vanished after a spurt of cool rain, reawakening everyone’s senses. And Casey was more than ready to show Alex just how thankful she was to come out and support her today, even if it wasn’t what she wanted to be doing at all.

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[heartoftruestbeliever02-blog]

Casey has been back at her old job at the DA's office for three months following her three year suspension. Now that her probabtion is over and she hasn't screwed up, she feels like she has her footing and can breathe again. She feels like the Casey Novak she was before her censure. The Casey that took no shit from anyone, the Casey that was brave and fearless and would say whatever was on her mind. Her cockiness and her pride has returned. And it's that bravery and pride that has led her to where she is at the moment - standing outside the door of Assistant District Attorney Alexandra Cabot's office, trying to gather her thoughts before she knocks and tells Alex what is on her mind. She just has to find the right words. Words are usually easy for Casey. But putting these words together - telling Alex what she feels about her - is not easy. She's almost told her a hundred times. As their hands accidentally brushed against each other's at the vending machine. In the elevator when it was just them. In Casey's office when she would ask Alex to look over her notes because she wasn't yet confident enough in herself. She's realized over these last three months that she's on dangerous ground. And that ground is in love with Alex Cabot. She takes a deep breath and raises her fist, knocking lightly at Alex's door. Alex's bothered voice speaks right up. "Yeah? Who is it?" Great, she's irritated. She's probably interuputting her work. Great timing, Novak. Despite her resverations, Casey says, "It's Casey Novak. Do you have a moment to talk to me?" She hears a shuffling sound, and then the sound of Alex walking to the door. Suddenly she opens it, looking out at Casey from behind her black-rimmed glasses. The glasses that drive Casey wild. Casey's breath catches in her throat, and for a moment she's rendered speechless by this amazing goddess that's standing before her. Alex's hair is perfect, as usual. It reflects the light, cascading down Alex's shoulders in just the right way. Casey has imagined what it feels like a thousand times. And she always imagines it's like touching a cloud. Alex is wearing a perfectly tailored black skirt suit, her perfect legs just begging to be looked at. But Casey doesn't dare; not right at this moment. "Novak. Come on in," Alex says, holding the door open and gesturing the flustered redhead inside. Casey could swear she sees the hint of a smile playing at Alex's lips, but chalks it up to wishful thinking on her part. Casey stands awkwardly in front of Alex's mahogany desk, not knowing what to do with her hands. She's suddenly nervous, something she hadn't anticipated. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all. But as Alex sits down at her desk and gives Casey what she is sure is Alex's version of a smile, Casey regains her bravery. "What can I do for you?" Alex asks. Casey swallows. "I have something I really need to say to you. And I'm asking you to please hear me out before you say anything." Casey hesitates, and Alex probes her. "Okay..." Here it goes. "We have been colleagues for the past three months. In those past three months I have gotten to know you, and you have gotten to know me. You have learned I'm not that screw up ADA that everyone gossiped about. And I've learned that you're not the Ice Queen that everyone said you were. It's taken me a long time to work up the courage to say what I need to say at this moment. I'm off probabtion now, and I've proven to myself that I'm still the person I was before. And that person is someone who tells it like it is and doesn't mince words." Casey pauses to breathe, and Alex just watches her curiously. If she knows what Casey is about to say, she gives no indication of it. Casey doesn't miss a beat. "These past three months I have discovered that you're the most amazing person I have ever had the pleasure of knowing. You're beautiful; so breathtaking that whenever I'm merely in a room with you I feel inferior in every way. I can't stop looking at you. You're a goddess, Alex. The most beautiful person I have ever seen." Alex actually appears to blush and has to look away from Casey. Casey supposes she hears this all the time. Someone who looks like Alex must. But she bets she doesn't hear the rest of what she has to say often. "But your beauty is not what I have fallen in love with. It's the passion behind that beauty that has captured my heart. You carry yourself with so much confidence. I don't know how you do it.  You've been through so much yet you have never lost your passion for what you do. You have a way of making others strive to be the very best they can be. So that maybe someday they can be half as confident as you are." Casey tries to guage Alex's response, but she's hard to read. She hasn't told Casey to get out yet, so Casey thinks this is going quite well. "You're intelligent. Maybe the smartest person I know. You could be so much more than an ADA. You could be anything, Alex, because you're that amazing. You've made me feel like me again, because you believed I could do it. You probably don't even remember, but you told me on my first week back that you were happy I was back and that I was an asset to the DA's office. You have no idea what those words meant to me; you can't possibly know. I spent years beating myself up and hating myself. But when you said those words to me, I felt good enough. Because someone as amazing as you gave me a compliment." Alex looks like she is going to speak, but immediately quiets, as if remembering what Casey asked of her. So Casey continues. "I've rambled enough. What I am trying to say is that you're amazing, Alex Cabot, and that I'm in love with you. And that even if you throw me out of your office, I will still love you." Casey's voice breaks. "Because you're in my heart and I don't know how to get you out." Alex looks down at her desk top, processing the words that Casey has just said. "I'm going to go now. I have taken too much of your time. Thank you for listening and please continue to be the amazing person that you are. Whoever you fall in love with will be one lucky person." Casey nods confidently and turns to head towards Alex's door. "Casey." Casey stops in her tracks, her heart picking up pace. Alex called her 'Casey' and not 'Novak' and it doesn't go unnoticed by the redhead. As Casey turns around, Alex is getting it out of her chair. She moves slowly across the office. "If you know me as well as you claim then you know I appreciate honesty and even forwardness." Casey expects a 'but' to follow those words. But as Alex closes the distance between them and is very clearly smiling, she begins to realize that is not going to happen. "And it's very inpolite to leave a conversation like that one-sided and not allow for a retort." Casey just stands and stares, having no idea what the blonde is going to say or do next. She's always a surprise. Without another word, Alex leans close and meets Casey's lips with hers. Once Casey relaizes what is happening, she deepens the kiss, allowing her hand to wander to the back of Alex's head and finally touch that beautiful hair she's longed to touch for so long. God, it does feel like a cloud. After the kiss ends, Alex looks at Casey with a smile. "I think you're pretty amazing yourself, Casey Novak."

[idstillchooseregina]

Can you do an Alex/Casey for me? Alex takes Casey home sick from work and takes care of her

Alright, this is my first shot at this, so let’s see how this goes. I also just looked at my inbox and I’m not entirely sure how long this prompt has actually been sitting in here, so I apologize for the delay.

         Bureau meetings weren’t her favorite thing to lead, hell she hated attending them years ago, why she had accepted Jack’s offer to take over as Bureau Chief once she got out of WITSEC was beyond her. While she still took cases, she would be lying if she said that she didn’t miss the case load she’d once had when she was an ADA. She can see Casey snicker slightly when she curls her lip at something Jim was going off about; however, she was raised a lady, and knows how to keep up the façade at work. With a small, barely there smile, Alex stands, excusing Jim from his metaphorical soapbox that had taken a good portion of her time. “Now, time to get dow-” the blonde stops short when she’s interrupted by a loud sneeze. 

        She knows exactly who it’s from because just this morning she had told the culprit to stay home until she was starting to feel better. “How about we take 15 minute break,” she quickly addresses before walking over to where Casey was sitting. “Casey, a word,” the all too regal blonde announces as she heads out the door. The way she drew out the redhead’s name for an unnecessary second and the way her voice dropped to a level that made her annoyance blatantly clear to the few nearby, sent chatters floating around the conference room almost as soon as the door closed. Hearing her girlfriend come up behind her, as if the loud sneeze didn’t draw enough attention, Casey rolls her eyes and pulls out a kleenex from her pocket to wipe her nose before unenthusiastically following Alex out of the room. She knew exactly what was coming, though she knew Alex wouldn’t say it in so many words, Casey would place money on it that she was about to hear something along the lines of “I told you so” coming from her girlfriend.

        Though they had only gone a few steps down the long corridor, Casey found herself struggling to focus on what Alex was saying. It wasn’t like she was freezing her ass off or had the migraine from hell or anything; however, she did manage to catch one little bit of Alex’s diatribe: “You’re obviously sick, and in no condition to be working right now. Go home and get some rest.”

         “I habe do idea whad you’re dalking aboud,” the redhead deflects, glaring at the blonde as Alex tries to fight off a smirk at how Casey’s failed confidence sounded in combination with her runny nose strongly influencing most of her pronunciation.

         Crossing her arms over her chest, Alex smirks and shakes her head, “Right, and I’m the Ice Queen,” she replies giving Casey her best ‘want to try that again’ face. “Besides the obvious, I know that you’ve got a fever because you were shaking not only your chair, but mine as well, and as boring as Jim’s little schpeel was, I know that you weren’t falling asleep during it, instead you were trying your best to shield the light because you have a migraine. You’re not doing yourself or anyone else a favor by being here when you’re sick, Casey.”

      “I don’d habe uh-” Casey shuts up when Alex sends her an icy glare. Dammit. “Fide,” the redhead relents, wrapping her arms tighter around her torso attempting to make the most of her body heat. “But I’b obly gobing to my obbice,” she amends, earning another glare from her girlfriend, a glare she knows that Alex is giving her because she knew better than to think that Casey would fold that easily. 

      Looking back at the conference room, Alex mutters a “Stay here,” and walks back into the meeting that she’s supposed to be leading leaving a sick and confused Casey standing alone in the hallway. Not even two minutes later, Alex walks back out of the meeting with both her’s and Casey’s attache cases in hand. Seeing the look of confusion on her girlfriend’s face, Alex just smirks as she hands over the attache case, “Jim’s finishing up the meeting. I am taking you home because I know there’s no way I’d get you to go home otherwise.” Before Casey can get out any form of argument, Alex shakes her head, “Nope. You’re coming home with me, taking up residence on my couch or in my bed, and I’m going to take care of you.” Alex caught Casey’s smirk out of the corner of her eye and shook her head, “What ever you think is going to happen isn’t happening until you’re 110%. I may have a great immune system, but I’m not buying the deal you’re selling tonight, counselor,” she finished with a smirk of her own as she watches a pout come across the younger woman’s face.

       Thirty minutes later, Alex opens up the door to her apartment, ushering her sickly girlfriend into her living room. Placing Casey down on her couch, Alex pulls the blanket from the back of her couch and wraps it around her girlfriend, “You’re still burning up,” she mutters softly, feeling Casey’s forehead with the back of her hand. “Stay here, I’m going to go change my sheets so you can try to get some actual sleep tonight.”

       As she’s walking away, Alex hears Casey whine from under the blanket, “Al... You dob’t habe to change your sheebs for be, I’ll be fibe on da couch.” In truth, she feels more miserable than she’s been in years. She’d even gotten her flu shot this year, yet here she was still sick with the god damn flu. Her eyes are barely even open when she sees Alex lean over, kissing her forehead and telling her to get some sleep before she goes to leave the room once again, completely ignoring her girlfriend’s request.

         When Casey opens her eyes again, it’s dark out, and she can hear Alex stirring in the kitchen. ‘Alexandra, I love you, but not enough to eat your cooking, even when I’m sick,’ she thinks to herself as she forces herself to sit up, her body feeling less tense than it has in days. “Whab areb you dobing?” the redhead questions, pulling the blanket tighter around her shoulders.

           Alex jumps slightly at the sound of her girlfriend’s voice, taking a deep breath to steady herself before turning around. Her heart melting at the sight of Casey bundled in a blanket. “I didn’t know you were awake,” she starts softly, slowly making her way across the kitchen. “Are you hungry?” Casey shake’s her head in the negative, her throat feeling too raw that even the idea of swallowing anything hurts right now. “How about some tea with honey before bed?” The redhead seems to ponder this for a moment before nodding, “Good, because there’s already a hot cup ready for you on your side of the bed,” Alex finishes with confidence.

           Hazel eyes roll, “I saib I’d be fibe on da couch...” The look that she receives from her girlfriend’s sapphire hues tells her once again that there’s no room for argument, not that she’s going to complain though. As comfortable as Alex’s couch was, having fallen asleep watching her girlfriend work multiple times, the blonde’s bed felt like she was sleeping on a god damn cloud. Walking into the master suit, Casey all but collapses on what has become her side of the bed. As soon as Casey feels the bed shift telling her that Alex has finally finished her night time routine, she immediately moves to place her head on the blonde’s chest, draping one arm across Alex’s torso as she cuddles up against her. Already halfway asleep, Casey mutters, “I lobe you, Alexandra.”

           Alex smiles softly as she wraps her arms around Casey’s shoulders, drawing her in closer and resting her cheek on the crown of her girlfriend’s head. “I love you too, Casey,” she whispers, pressing her lips against redhair, “Get some sleep.”

[sofuckingchuffed]

“How could you think this wouldn’t hurt me?” -Calex

Casey sat, trying desperately not to twist her hands in her lap, trying desperately not to show any outward signs of discomfort despite the nervous dread churning in her stomach.

She’d thought over a million things that could happen, a million ways her case could be derailed, a million things she might have somehow done wrong to lead her here.

But nothing could have prepared her for the way her heart leapt to her throat, threatening to suffocate her as Alex Cabot walked through the door.

She swallowed hard, opening her mouth to say something, but no words came. Her heart was beating loudly, painfully, her chest tightening as she tried to comprehend what was happening.

“You look like you’ve seen a ghost,” Alex mused, hesitant smile on her face, and Casey’s vision clouded over with tears.

“How are you here?” She whispered, voice shaking. “I thought…you died. You—“ she broke off, covering her mouth.

“For what it’s worth, I’m sorry.” Alex sounded genuinely sorry, but somehow that only hurt more, and Casey’s chest grew tighter still.

“You’re sorry?” She spat, planning to continue, words unplanned and fueled by hurt and anger, but a sob took their place, tearing its way unexpectedly from her throat.

Familiar hands—Alex’s hands—were on her face immediately, drawing her close, foreheads pressed together, and Casey couldn’t help herself as she wrapped her arms around Alex, breathing her in.

“You smell different.” She laughed wetly, sniffing loudly as she tried to get herself under control. “Where have you been?”

“I had to go into hiding. New house, new identity.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Casey knew she sounded desperate and needy, but it felt like her heart was being healed and torn out again on repeat.

“I couldn’t,” Alex whispered, pressing a kiss to Casey’s forehead. “I wanted to, so badly, but I couldn’t.”

Casey nodded, sitting back a little so she could wipe her eyes, get a proper look at the woman she’d loved for so long, the woman she thought she’d lost.

“Did you think about me?”

“Of course,” Alex whispered fervently, gripping the back of Casey’s head with a sense of urgency. “Every day.”

Casey reached out to touch Alex’s face, allowing her fingers to trail across her features, feather-light and cautious. A small smile broke out on Alex’s lips, and Casey couldn’t help but match it.

“How could you do that to me?” She whispered, smile slipping just a little as she lowered her hand to Alex’s chest, covering her heart. “How could you think this wouldn’t hurt me?”

She knew it was unfair, knew Alex’s life would have been in danger if she hadn’t, but she couldn’t stop the questions from slipping out.

To her credit, Alex didn’t argue, didn’t try to defend herself. She just leaned in, pressing a soft, tender kiss to Casey’s lips before whispering, “I will spend every day making it up to you, if you will let me.”

[celinecooperjones]

Masterlist

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Archive of our Own: celine_cooperjones

Inbox is always open for requests.

I write for Jopper (Stranger Things), Cabenson (SVU), Calex (SVU), and LottieNat (Yellowjackets)

However, “reader x character” is not my forte so I’m not the best person to request those from.

I will only take requests that I feel comfortable writing.

Stories marked ** are 18+. Do not interact if you are a minor.

Calex:

**Midday Romance

Jopper Fics:

**Accidentally married in Vegas (multi-chap)

**The Sexploration of Joyce Byers

3x01 missing scene

Jopper being the worst wedding guests

**Jopper motel room

Jealous Joyce (angst)

**Jopper motel (take two)

More jealous Joyce (fluff)

**Joyce seeks advice from Karen to spice up she and Hopper’s relationship

**Jopper getting interrupted

** The two day time jump we didn’t get to see

Joyce finds out Hopper wants to ask her out again

The kids find a box of Hopper’s things

Hopper wants to have a baby

Joyce bandaging Hopper’s wounds 

**Joyce has a dream about Hopper

Jopper explains their relationship to the kids

**Their first time/Hop showing Joyce what feels good

** Hopper shows Joyce what feels good/experimenting in bed

**Jopper/Karen/Dmitri

** Joyce loses her virginity to Hopper.

** Joyce and Hopper hook up at Murray’s house

** Dmitri/Jopper

** Joyce/Hopper/Dmitri

** Joyce has a secret tattoo and it drives Hopper wild

** Christmas Party

** Joyce and Hopper cuck Bob

Constellations (drabble)

Jopper Headcanons:

Young Jopper

Joyce’s trauma from Lonnie

Jopper wedding

Joyce’s career

**Hopper is a softie in bed

Murray gets stuck babysitting

Jopper’s relationship in high school

Joyce’s first home/Jopper moving in together

LottieNat Fics:

**Lottie catches Natalie snooping around her cabin

Cabenson Fics:

**saying my name (it sounds so sweet)

[serenasoutherlyns]

beloved mutuals--- if you see this, send drabble or ficlet prompts? your girl is experiencing some serious writer's block :p

[mforpaul]

Barisi Masterlist

All my fics

AUs

Smitten - Sonny is an actor AU (WIP)

A Gift - 1st part of the Sonny is a single dad AU series

A New Gift - 2nd part of the Sonny is a single dad AU series

Air to breathe - Sonny looks like a lumberjack AU

Clumsy Charme - 1st part of Barisi Coffeeshop AU

Bothering Charme - 2nd part of Barisi Coffeeshop AU

Smut

Uniformed Awakening

To Be Desired - Barmarisi Threesome

Innuendo - Sonny coming in his pants

Go On, I’ll Watch - watching each other jerk off

Barisi and the washing machine: Extra Delicate

Revenge fic: Got it coming

Catching Feelings: The Raf Sex-athon

Sweet itch

My first fics: Slow Burn Series

Slow Burn

Becoming a Family

General Barisi Trash

Unplanned

Wait

Know Better (Slow Burn from Sonny’s POV)

And everything falls into place

Drama and Dirt

Prompt: 1k words of Making Out

Turmoil

Find the mistake

With no aim

Drabble Collection

Fusion

Sly - Sonny/Jonas fic

The Head and the Heart - The 100 AU

Calex fic

Eternal Grace

Cabenson fic

Elegant charm 

Series ADA husbands & ADA wives

Note: Dear Barisi writers out there, Barisi and the washing machine collection is always open. Feel free to add your story!

[dynowrites]

I haven’t been on in awhile! Can you do a Calex Drabble to welcome me back? Casey gets hurt playing softball and Alex plays nurse?

I HAVE MISSED YOU SO MUCH. WELCOME BACK. Also, I played softball for a good six years and I have a few injuries, mainly taking the ball to the face…

Alex as surprised when Casey asked if she wanted to come to the game. Alex didn’t know Casey could play softball or that she had organized a small game between a few friends from college. Casey begged and begged Alex but her excuse was simply, ‘I’m not a sports player’.

Here Casey was, on second about to head to third. She watched and waited for the pitch and sprinted towards the base. She was stealing and nothing was going to stop her. She saw the ball flying at the third baseman, she went down to slide. Before her foot tapped the base, the third baseman swiped her with her mit, ball inside, and she was called out. As she was heading back to the little dugout, a few of the girls noticed blood coming down Casey’s leg. As the strawberry blonde looked it over before her girlfriend came rushing over.

“I thought you said you wouldn’t get injured!” Alex said as she grabbed the first aid kit from one of the girls and kneeled down in front of her girlfriend as she sat down.

“It’s not that bad, Alex. Just a little scratch.” Casey said. Alex glared up at her and yanked the water bottle out of her hand to wash the dirt and blood off her leg.

“Casey! This is a pretty bad cut!” Alex said as she grabbed a rag from one of the girls and began to wipe away excess blood and dirt from her girlfriend’s leg. Casey sighed as she watched Alex clean the wound and wrap gauze and tape around it. Alex placed a quick kiss to the wound before standing up.

“Thank you, Doctor Cabot. Do I get a prescription?” Casey teased which caused Alex to roll her eyes.

“Don’t be so clumsy and competitive… and a prescription for all the kisses you need.” Alex said as she placed a quick kiss you Casey’s lips before turning and leaving the dugout.

[storiesofsvu]

“If I die, I’m never speaking to you again.” + "you owe me" w/ Calex?

Casey’s had an absolute garbage week, the first case she lost, the second she was convinced into taking a shit end of a deal, and the third she’s buried in so many motions and paperwork she doubt’s it’ll even hit a courtroom within a year.

She comes home super frustrated and ranting to Alex, who tries to calm her down, offers her a drink, to order dinner, or more *suggestive* things but Casey’s not really having it. She does admit that she wants Alex around, that she wants to be with her, but she also really needs to get her anger out. Casey turns to Alex, trying to convince her into coming to the batting cages with her.

Alex obviously instantly denies the offer, trying to back step into something else, offering up a few more things, or that she’s more than happy waiting for Casey to come home.

Casey simply smirks, bringing up a huge favour she’d done for her girlfriend a few weeks ago “you owe me.”

Alex huffs, crossing her arms over her chest, “fine. But if I die, I’m never speaking to you again.”

Casey laughs, kissing her on the cheek, and honestly, Alex is happy to see her already breaking out of the cloud of anger she came home in.

Casey ends up having to give Alex some of her clothes to wear because the blonde has nothing acceptable to play sports in, at least, not sports where there’s a risk of getting dirty.

Alex is legit terrified at first, she’s sure she’s never played baseball in her life, and is extra intimidated by the fact that the balls are being pitched by a high speed machine

She does get some benefit in the matter once Casey notices how nervous she is. Casey wraps her arms around Alex from behind, guiding her through a couple of hits, while they aren’t great, they’re something, and Alex is somehow impressed with herself that she managed to hit it, even though it was actually Casey’s skill that got her successful

Casey leaves a kiss on her cheek (and a soft pat on the ass) before moving back to her own cage to burn off any leftover frustration.

Whatever annoyance she has left is quickly slipping away at the shrieks coming from Alex as she tries her best to hit the baseballs while not hurting herself. Casey can’t help but laugh, which pulls Alex’s attention completely away from her task at hand, she’s halfway through half berating Casey about how this was a horrible idea when a ball collides with her shin and she yelps.

Casey’s doing her best to not laugh this time as Alex hobbles her way out of the cage. She knows the night’s done for by now, but honestly, she’s feeling a million times better.

Casey drives them home, helping Alex up the stairs (she knows Alex is technically fine, but when she gets hurt or sick, she’s a total baby and Casey’s not going to turn her down).

She settles her on the couch, brings her a glass of wine and an ice pack, and promises all of the snuggles Alex wants.

Alex grumbles about it for at least a week, saying that now Casey definitely owes her, for whatever she wants, she may not have died, but she’s still (playfully) mad about it