#tracey kibre

[voltives]

if uh, anyone wants any scene-by-scene screencaps of any of these characters, let me know - otherwise these files will just live on my hard-drive gaining dust.

(*s2 episodes 5-8 of the gilded age screencaps ended up corrupted themselves, so i'll need to rewatch those episodes if anyone wants to wait for those to be done.)

[serenasoutherlyns]

with me tonight

T/K drabble. Ao3

“Kelly?” The voice came from behind her, unmistakable. She jumped.

Kelly made her excuses to the woman in front of her. “Tracey.”

“Fancy seeing you here.” The awkwardness hung in the air.

“I didn’t know you were,”

“Likewise,” Tracey said.

“Are you having luck?” Kelly hated these events, but she had been too single for too long.

“Not so much,” said Tracey, tilting her glass back and winking at Kelly. A warm feeling came over her. “I do wonder if that will change.”

Kelly couldn’t deny, she had thought about it before.

“I can see how it might,” said Kelly.

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[blogcherryblossomthings]

Head Canon says that Dr. Skoda was married to Briscoe’s older daughter (the one we never saw), who worked for the NYPD. They have two girls, plus Skoda’s son from an earlier marriage to someone who may have been Tracey Kibre.

[jesterofrohan]

brb gonna petition to bring back tracey kibre in the new law and order reboot

[chambersmalone]

Bebe Neuwirth has the best face.

[fylawandorder]

[normaslouise-blog]

How I missed HBIC Tracey Kibre

[serenasoutherlyns]

from the dark with you above me chapter 3

“Yeah,” she said. “I think it���ll be a great weekend.” ao3

“Tracey, just who I wanted to see” Jack said, approaching Tracey and Serena who were sitting in a booth by the window with salads and coffee. Abbie and Jack had similar plans for after they delivered their news, though they were both more sandwich people. Serena looked a little pink for half a second and coughed into her napkin. Abbie had the advantage of being prepared.

“Serena,” Jack acknowledged the other attorney’s presence.

“To what do we owe the pleasure?” Tracey asked, not bothering to conceal her annoyance at her meal being interrupted.

“Can’t I just be happy to see you?” Jack said with his characteristic smile.

“You could’ve expressed that joy this morning,” Tracey said returning his smile.

“My mistake,” Jack said. “No, I wanted to warn you,” he said, “Arthur is going to push for a plea on your Cortez case. Apparently there is pressure for a resolution from the mayor. Just thought you should be prepared.” Tracey nodded. Serena drummed her fingers against the table and sighed.

“Interesting,” Tracey said.

Abbie watched Serena as she lifted her latte and took a sip, as she licked the foam off of her lips. She was having trouble convincing herself last Friday had been a mistake. She enjoyed herself, but she couldn’t afford to get herself into a complicated situation like this one. She had a couple, very fun, lapses in judgment.

“It is,” Jack said.

“Well, I’ll talk to him,” Tracey said. “Thanks, Jack.”

“No problem,” he said. “Enjoy your lunch.”

Jack and Abbie ordered quickly, and when their sandwiches arrived, Jack asked a question Abbie was hoping to avoid.

“How was your weekend?”

Abbie tensed. “It was fine,” she said.

“Just fine?” Jack pried.

“Uneventful,” Abbie said, knowing he could pick up on her tone. He looked at her expectantly and she gave him more information. “I went out with some friends.” Jack seemed pleasantly surprised. “How was yours?” she asked.

“I didn’t do much. I read a novel.”

“Nice,” she said. “So about this motion.” --- Jack and Charlie were letting Abbie and Alex do most of the work for this case, even inside the courtroom. Tuesday saw them in the office late, buried in paperwork, poking at cold butter chicken.

“I’m starting to lose some hope,” Alex said.

“I’m not,” Abbie said, only half believing herself.

“I don’t believe you.”

“I’m being genuine.” Abbie turned a page and took a bite. The silence between the two of them had hardly settled in when Alex spoke again.

“Do you really think we shouldn’t cut a deal?” She asked. Abbie did not want to take a deal of any kind. On the other hand, Nash was a killer who had slipped through the DA’s fingers once before, and without the murder weapon, their evidence was thin. They could place him near the crime scene-- along with a hundred other people. He had been more careful this time and there had not been any bloody clothes in his closet. Nobody saw him drag the victim into the bathroom, nobody heard her scream. He wore a condom. It was as though a ghost had committed the crime. He even seemed to select his target arbitrarily, without a concrete motive they could present to the jury. If that wasn’t enough, thanks to a hearing that had not gone their way, they weren’t even able to mention the case Jack hadn’t been able to get a conviction on. His lawyer had suggested a deal a few days before, and once the weapon was definitely out of the picture, Jack and Charlie were amenable to the idea. As much as they wanted to win this at trial, they wanted Nash in prison. Abbie was the final holdout. She sighed.

“I certainly don’t want to.”

“But do you really think we can get a conviction? I mean, we’ve had four detectives going through this case with a fine tooth comb for weeks.”

Abbie waited a minute, thinking over what she could say next, but Alex beat her to it.

“Serena thinks it’s remarkable that Pierce would even suggest man one.”

The mention of Serena took her off guard.

“Serena has an opinion on our case?” She said, cold and annoyed. Serena had no standing. Alex exhaled a laugh.

“Serena has an opinion on everything.”

“I just don’t see why you would feel the need to consult with anybody but those of us who are actually on the case.” Alex smiled at her.

“Serena and I talk about everything. I trust her judgment and she trusts mine.”

“Well, I don’t know her well enough to agree,” she said. “The only perspectives that should matter are those of the attorneys and detectives on the case.”

“Right,” Alex said. “And everyone but you is on the same page.” Abbie couldn’t argue with that. She knew she would eventually be outvoted if this went on much longer.

“Look,” Abbie said. “Would you ask the detectives to canvass the gala guests one more time? Maybe someone has spontaneously remembered something.” It was a long shot, but she thought it could be worth it.

“Why can’t you do it?” Alex asked.

“Start with Benson, she can break the news. I’m sure she’ll be receptive” Abbie said. She had picked up on whatever was going on between Alex and the detective, they were not subtle. Alex considered it.

“I imagine she would be as receptive if you did the asking.”

“Sure,” Abbie said. They looked at each other, waiting for the other person to blink.

“Fine,” Alex said. “I’ll call her in the morning.”

“Thank you,” Abbie said.

---

Abbie collided with someone in the front doorway at One Hogan Place. Hot coffee splashed onto her from the opening of the plastic lid. Papers went flying from the other person’s arms.

“Sorry, sorry,” they said.

“Hi, Serena,” Abbie said, amused. Serena was hastily gathering what she had dropped. She looked up. Her face was faintly pink.

“Hi,” Serena said, out of breath, as she stood up, messy stack of papers in tow. “I was just headed to the courthouse.”

“Naturally,” Abbie said. She looked down at her sweater to assess the extent of the spill, cursing herself for wearing white today. Serena did not reply. “Well, it’s nice to see you,” Abbie said.

“You too,” Serena said. “I should,”

“Me too,” Abbie said, stepping back to let Serena out of the door.

As she walked upstairs, Abbie couldn’t help but think about how endearing Serena could be.

---

“Come in,” Abbie said in response to the knock at her door.

“Good news and bad news,” Olivia said.

“Oh great,” Abbie said, putting aside her pen.

“Good news is that we have a witness. The bad news is he’s the victim’s ex boyfriend who has multiple domestic violence complaints.” Abbie brought her hand to her temple. Of course it couldn’t be simple.

“I imagine that’s why he wasn’t forthcoming earlier.”

“Yep,” Olivia said. “I mean, can we still use him?”

“How credible is his account?”

“Very. He was following her around the ballroom and therefore he saw Nash pull her into the bathroom and heard him say ‘shut the fuck up bitch’ before it went silent. Then he, quote, ‘had another canapé.’”

“Jesus,” Abbie said. “Then yes, we should still be able to use him.”

“Can you try and exclude any mention of the domestic incidents?”

“Unfortunately not,” Abbie said. “And I have to tell the defense about them.” Olivia’s face fell. “I know. Ultimately it’s Jack and Charlie’s call whether or not to put him on the stand.”

“You can’t let him get away with this again,” Olivia said.

“I know,” Abbie said. “We’re doing everything within our power. Have you told everyone else?”

“No,” Olivia said. “Since you ordered the re-canvass, I thought I’d tell you first.”

“Thanks, detective Benson,” Abbie said, appreciative.

“Olivia,” she said. “No problem.” She was charming. Abbie saw what Alex saw in her. “I’m going to go tell everyone else.”

“Jack stepped out for some food but he’ll be back soon. Alex and Charlie are in his office.”

“Thanks,” Olivia said. Abbie picked up a slight disappointment in her voice.

--- “Shouldn’t you go home? It’s a Friday night,” Jack said, poking his head into her office. “It’s late.”

“I know you, of all people, are suggesting I neglect important work in favor of sleep.”

“On the contrary, Abbie, I of all people know how important sleep is.” A noise behind him made Jack turn around. “Serena,” he said. “I was just telling Miss Carmichael here to follow your example.”

Serena walked up next to him. She had on a nice black fall jacket and carried a brown briefcase. She looked tired, her hair was slightly disheveled. She smiled at Abbie and Abbie smiled back wider. She liked Serena’s smile. She was very expressive, which Abbie found both confusing and endearing.

“Actually, Tracey just kicked me out. Sorry to disappoint, Jack,” she said.

“And I am following her lead,” Jack said. “Let’s call you two a cab.”

“You can’t make me leave,” Abbie said, stubborn.

“Can’t I?” Jack said. As much as she hated to admit it, Abbie was ready to leave. She acquiesced, gathering her things. They were able to catch a cab quickly after they determined they were going in the same direction.

“Goodnight, ladies,” Jack said, opening the door for them.

“Ladies,” Serena repeated.

“Right,” Abbie said.

An awkward silence fell over the car. Serena broke it.

“Alex told me, about the witness,” she said.

“Alex tells you everything, it seems.”

“We always have.” Abbie considered what everything included here.

Serena hadn’t left her mind this week. She was thinking about her significantly more than she would an ordinary hook-up. Serena was attractive, interesting, and great in bed. That thought was at the front of her mind, it hung in the air between them. Only a foot separated them, and it made her think about touching her. She knew it was a bad idea. She didn’t find herself caring.

Serena touched her first. She reached over and tucked a strand of hair out of her face and let her hand trace down to her shoulder.

“So,” she said. “Was it a good week?”

Abbie cleared her throat.

“I’ve had worse,” she said.

“I’m just glad it’s Friday. I hope my weekend is relaxing.”

“I have a feeling it will be,” Abbie replied, her voice low.

They reached Abbie’s place first. Serena gave her a pointed look that asked a question without words.

Abbie got out of the cab and opened Serena’s door. She took her hand and helped her out like a gentleman.

“Yeah,” she said. “I think it’ll be a great weekend.”

[voltives]

top five shows :) (tv or theatre or anything, doesn't matter)

currently my favourite theatre shows are:

— fun home

— company

— chicago

— cabaret

— ragtime

(these are just musicals but i figured plays have their own separate category because overall i am ... bad at picking my top five. also in no particular order... for plays the most quickfire list in the world: es & flo @ the kiln, medea @ soho place, phaedra @ the national theatre + a combination of the crucible and hamlet 4 the shakespeare rep...)

and as for tv ... i don't watch tv that often tbh. in no particular order again:

— frasier (not cheers let me be clear. haven't watched that show yet)

— bojack horseman

— madam secretary (this answer is super ironic because a) hate the writing but b) the actors are brilliant and i personally love the characters)

— a mix of yellowjackets + the bear. the former because #cannibalism but also because it appeals to the human in me. (not s2 tho)

— law & order: trial by jury (i'm extremely biased because ms. tracey kibre has like max five fans and i'm one of them)

[serenasoutherlyns]

like the warmth of the sun

Kelly pulls Tracey away from an edge. Tracey follows her lead.

Law & Order: Trial by Jury. Tracey/Kelly, Guest appearance Jack McCoy.

@imaginaryoperagloves @whiteberryx @voltives @sit-drink-smile @lesbiancabot @lavenderr-mothh, I'm sure there are other people to tag but I could only think of y'all

please read this i haven't posted in so long

[serenasoutherlyns]

i hit 100 followers today!!

actually 102 but who's counting ;)

in order to celebrate, i want to give you guys some presents?

i'm going to write as many 100 word drabbles or 500 word ficlets as prompts i get in the next week! please send the length, character/ship, prompt list/number/quote (or original request), and (optional) "genre" that you want to see to my ask box and i'll run (not walk) to google docs for you.

characters:

claire kincaid, alex cabot, casey novak, olivia benson, jack mccoy, serena southerlyn, abbie carmichael, alexandra borgia, jamie ross, connie rubirosa, elizabeth olivet, monique jeffries, john munch, mike logan, elizabeth rogers, rey curtis, danielle melnick, sally bell, margot bell, anita van buren, tracey kibre, kelly gaffney kay howard , tim bayliss, frank pembleton, megan russert, (others? just ask - or, ask for any or my ocs, or let me pick!)

ships:

casey/alex, abbie/serena, serena/casey, jack/claire, jack/sally, abbie/alex, tracey/kelly, abbie/toni, jerena (yes, really, you know who you are <3), (others? just ask - or ask for any or my ocs, or let me pick!)

prompts:

halloween/horror prompts

tvtropes fanfic tropes

fake dating prompts

romance story starters

not-really-romantic story starters

or one of your own!

songs - pick a song or lyric:

walkman - bad bad hats

just let me love you - lowen

wildest dreams - taylor swift

talking to myself - gatlin

pocketful of sunshine - natasha bedingfield

i wanna __ you til i'm dead - YACHT

everybody wants to love you - japanese breakfast

i'm beginning to see the light - duke ellington/ella fitzgerald

genres:

fluff, hurt/comfort, angst, romance, "slow" burn (500 words, so), friends-to-lovers, enemies-to-lovers, fix-it. i won't write explicit nsfw but maybe some spicy- think T/M not E.

i'm tagging some mutuals in the hopes that people see this :) no pressure!

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Congrats on the 100! 🎉

How about a 500 word ficlet, Tracey/Kelly, fake dating “I’m easy. Buy me a nice ring and I’ll lie to your parents.”?

thank you, friend!! this was SO fun to write, I loved it, though I may have taken a couple liberties with the prompt... 500 words of tracey/kelly fluff for you! (posted on ao3, titled: a trick, a ring, disbelief, and a kiss) (here is the link to guidelines for this little celebration!)

One thing Tracey doesn't always like about being bureau chief, lo these many years into the job, is wrangling the baby ADAs. Not their work: really, she is continually surprised by how they seem to come out of law school and clerkships smarter every year, and she actually owes a key break in the case she's writing her opening for to Henry. It's their behavior that bothers her sometimes, when there's important things to be done. The bickering, the need to out-smart one another-- they're good skills to have. God knows how many times Tracey's fine-tuned her arguments by antagonistically bouncing them off of another lawyer. Still, it would be easier to focus if there weren't voices from down the hall growing faster and louder by the minute.

"Cameron, will you shut up?" is the first exclamation she hears clearly, in Georgia's voice. She sounds like she's joking. Kelly, sitting across from her, having escaped her own bureau and juniors for the evening, exhales an amused laugh. Tracey clicks her tongue, knowing how pointless it would be to intervene. She loves the days when one of them is able to join the other before they leave. Of course, she also loves going home to her wife, and she loves being home when Kelly gets there. She loves everything about her.

"You know," Kelly says, resting her pen against the top of her book, smirking towards Tracey, "Mine don't act like that."

Tracey scoffs, underlining a quote she wants to use. "I'm sure they do, when you're not around. They're scared of you."

"Right, because I have a reputation for being a hard-ass."

"They're scared to disappoint you. At least mine know the worst they can do is make me angry."

"Uh-huh."

Another burst of sound comes from down the hall, unmistakably laughter. Cameron's voice carries loudest: "Gigi, all I'm saying is, I’m easy. Buy me a nice ring and I’ll lie to your parents!"

Kelly grins and laughs. It always makes Tracey's pulse flutter. "Sounds like they're getting off-task in there, Kibre."

Tracey smiles, wide and delighted. "I'll let them have their fun."

"Softie," Kelly says. Tracey bites her tongue and shrugs, and they both pick up their pens again.

---

"I hate you," Georgia says to Cameron, far ahead enough not to notice their boss.

"Come on,"

"I'm not buying you a ring,"

"But I can be your fake fiancé?"

"Only because my mother will freak out."

"Deal." Their voices grow quieter, and their steps further away.

"How long, do you think, until they're really together?" Kelly says.

"Two months, tops," Tracey replies in a whisper, squeezing her hand.

"People never believe me, you know, when I tell them how sweet you are."

"Only for you, my love," Tracey says, opening the final doors, the chilly air hits their faces. A leaf falls immediately into Kelly's blonde waves as soon as they step outside. Tracey picks it out with gentle hands, and kisses her, quickly, so familiar. "Always for you."

[voltives]

do i need to start paying people to watch trial by jury? because i will genuinely do so— it has a very very beautiful ms bebe neuwirth in 2005 and an uncanonical, lawyer lesbian couple of which i am head over heels for.

you also have this shot which is, imo, great. the way tracey turns is literally hilarious.

[serenasoutherlyns]

law & order: trial by jury episode 3 - vigilante