Do Not Ask Me The Color Of Anything.

Everyone wants Casey, and shes hyper aware of that and milks it for all its worth. Like not in a cocky way, but in the sense that in almost every bar scene shes in, she runs away with someone almost every time--And that time that she faked interest in one of Loinal Grangers associates for a case, and he fell right into that trap-

I’m starting a random daily ship post, because why not?

Day 1: Benovak (my beloved)

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Olivia, busting into Casey’s office: CASSANDRA NOVAK-

Casey, who was burried in a pile of Chinese take out up until now: I swear to you, I have no idea how Taft felt down his stairs and broke his shins-

*dead silence*

Olivia:…I’m sorry, WHAT HAPPENED TO TAFT???

Casey: WAIT THATS NOT WHY YOUR MAD??

Olivia: No! Babe, I was a BIT MAD WHEN I FOUND OUT YOU STAINED OUR SHOWER WITH THE PURPLE SHAMPOO- WHAT DID YOU DO TO TAFT???

Casey:…Oh that I did do, the shampoo, sorry honey I’m still getting used to the blonde-

Olivia: IS HE ALIVE-?!

Casey, grabbing her briefcase: SUDDENLY I HEAR THE GLORIOUS VOICE OF DONALLEY-

Olivia: CASSANDRA NOVAK SHES BEEN ON VACATION- WHAT DID YOU DO-?!

Meanwhile in the squad room:

Elliot:…

Melinda:…

Huang: They are my Roman Empire.

Elliot: I failed history what does that mean-?

Melinda:…Your a man and it shows, Elliot-

Elliot: RUDE???

INEEDHER INEEDHER INEEDHER I NEED HER INEEDHERSOBAD

Day 2!

Casey x Elliot

(This is platonic, these two are besties)

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*this takes place after Casey made her comeback after her Brady violation, that episode^^

Casey, hitting the ball so hard the damn thing almost broke: I can’t believe that happened…

Elliot, catching, and pitching back: I know, but you did everything you could, Cass, don’t beat yourself up about it.

Casey: I know..It’s just..It’s nothing.

Elliot: If it’s bothering you, it’s not nothing, Cass. Put the bat down let’s talk, I got you.

Casey, tossing the bat onto the field, sitting down against the fence with Elliot:…Alright alright.

—

Elliot threw away the bat, and turned to Casey. “so what’s beating you up? Because I know you when you loose…Your upset but your never..dull.” He said, uncharacteristically gentle. He would never dare admit it out loud, but he cared about Casey. A lot. He only grew up with brothers, so Casey was the only thing he had close enough to an annoying little sister. Casey fussed with the ball, fingers running along it. “…I just don’t think I have it anymore, Elliot…The defense attorney was right, my reputation took the worlds biggest nose dive, my first case back was a disaster, I lost my touch, and my confidence…” she sighed, waving her hand in the air. He had never seen Casey so bummed out before, usually she was a sassy, sarcastic, ball of confidence. That sent his worry through the stratosphere.

“Cassandra Novak I’m not gonna listen to you trash talk yourself like that. The only person we drag is munch. Listen.”

Casey’s attention was grabbed at her full name comming out of Elliot’s mouth. No one called her Cassandra, not even herself. Casey was much more fitting, Cassandra just…wasn’t her. But that certainly didn’t stop her old school catholic mother from using it, deeming the name ‘Casey’ to boyish, that she was a lady and needed to behave as such.

No error, no anger, no mess, and no rough edges.

Elliot knew that side all too well.

And weirdly enough, Cassandra sounded right coming from him. Maybe it was what he was gonna say next.

“Casey. You’re a great prosecutor period. Your success rate is almost 30% higher then the standard, you graduated from Harvard law, you worked sex crimes straight out of white collar and saved a little girl on your first day. You.are.phenomenal. And I won’t hear you belittle yourself over a liar, a mistake, an attorney, and a god forsaken case.” Elliot was sure he hadn’t spoken so passionately in months, but for Casey he was willing to break that trend.

“…”

“…”

“you son of a bitch if you make me cry in this field I’ll have your ass a swear-“

Elliot laughed, there she was. He wrapped a brotherly arm around her shoulders, “Crybaby. A very talented crybaby.” He teased, messing up her hair, laughing when she swatted it away.

“It won’t last forever, Casey. It’s just a slump, you’ll be back..and I’ll be waiting for you, promise..I care about you, as long as I’m here you’re not alone in this confidence slump.” His eyes never leaving hers, he meant it. There want a single shred of insecurity in his promise.

And Casey could tell.

“…Thank you, Elliot..Seriously..I needed that..” She said. The two held each other accountable, she talked him down with softball before he went insane over a case, and he was always there to pull her out of a slump or be her partner in crime whenever making a questionable decision that would get them in trouble with Cragen.

“…”

“your hair looks ridiculous-“ Elliot laughed, even if he was the one who messed it up, he always took the opportunity to mess with her.

“says the one who bearly has any! Your hairline is running away from you as we speak!” She shot right back, before they broke out into hysterical laughter.

“is not! You’re the ginger!” Elliot managed, smoothing over his hair while Casey fixed hers, “You—“ she tried, but only more giggles fell out.

“We look like lunatics-“

“Don’t we always?”

“…Fair point, councilor-“ Elliot chuckled, tossing the soft ball bats back in the trunk, before turning to Casey after a bout of comfortable silence.

“Novak?”

“Yeah?”

“I love you.”

A genuine smile graced Casey’s face, probably the most genuine one all day.

“I love you too, stabler.”

…

“..You’re still a ginger though.”

“Oh for fucks sake-“

do you guys think casey is aware she’s very attractive and have men and women drooling over her? like does she know this and does she take it to her advantage? i feel like she does though. like her daily mantra when she does her makeup and hair would be “im fucking gorgeous and everyone is obsessed with me. they’ll do anything i say. the world is my bitch” and she just knows as long as she has her face card she can make (some) things work in her favor.

after discussing a plan Elliot : Does anyone have any questions? Casey: Is this legal? Elliot : Does anyone have any relevant questions?

Casey, grabbing elliot by the shirt collar: Get me suspended again and I WILL call Kathy-

Elliot: Not helping the gay allegations, Casey- Calling my wife?

Casey: Off topic-and Im not gay, elliot! Dont assu--

Elliot: Casey. Olivia asked you to flush your case down the toilet and plead a girl out and you did it. And you smiled at her after you did it. A man tried to ask you out and I physically saw you cringe.

Casey:...So what the hell is the situation Munch and fin have going on-?! You cannot sit here and tell me that's straight-

Elliot:...Thats a whole other situation we are to afraid to look at- considering fin is VERY knowledgeable about 'Down Lows', AND THEY ARE BOTH VERY DIVORCED-

fin, from across the room, frantic: I JUST KNOW STUFF-!

just grab each others hands ffs

Merry Christmas and happy holidays everyone💗 Now here’s fin enjoying the holidays:

Why are there no Fin Fics??? Like they don't exist?? I've resorted to writing them myself because IT'S RADIO SILENCE- He's one of my top favorites, but he's criminally underrated. He's always been there for Liv and the whole squad (he set Elliot straight a few times), and he's just a good, loyal guy. We need more Fin appreciation-

I'll get off my soapbox now