Rosecabenson - 💗Novak, Cabot, Any Benson Enthusiast💗

Senior Assistant District Attorney Gaysey Novak.

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.

Casey Novak from Law & Order svu pls :3

a face like this is so fun to piss off

Casey Chronicles out of context:

Casey: My life is over. Im done. Tell Judge Taft and Dani Beck I hope they burn in hell-

Olivia:...Can I ask what happened-? Alex, rubbing her forehead: You don't want to know.

Casey: MY LIFE IS OVER IS WHAT HAPPENED. I think I'm pregnant. olivia:..

Olivia: Casey. Humor me. Why?

Casey: Im late! I just cried over a dog commercial! EVERYTHING LOOKS EDIBLE-- Alex: Thats just because you're an emotional person and adorably food-motivated, Casey. AND ITS 3 DAYS NOT 3 WEEKS LATE- Casey: I CAN NOT RAISE A CHILD—I CANNOT EVEN REMEMBER TO FEED MYSELF! I NEED MY BOURBON TO SURVIVE WORKING IN THIS UNIT! Olivia: Casey you're LITERALLY A LESBIAN. You PHYSICALLY CANNOT HAVE A SCARE.

Casey:...Oh- right.

Casey: False alarm guys! We're good.

Alex, deadpan: Unfortunately this is who im in love with. This has to be a form of insanity- I deserve financial compensation. Casey: You're the father. Alex, on the verge of homicidal ideation: Oh. MY GOD-

do not ask me the color of anything.

just grab each others hands ffs

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.

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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-“

SVY characters when asked to hold a baby:

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Rafael, awkward stance, holding it like it’s dangerous:….If you sit still, I sit still—I hate this just as much as you do-

…

Rafael:…Wanna write a pre trial motion?

Olivia in the other room: HES 1!

Rafael: I DONT KNOW- WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH HIM!

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Alex: Hi!! Oh you’re just the cutest thing!

Also Alex:…Also this suit is Prada so I have a strict no drooling poli—NO NO NO CASEY COME BACK- CASEY- CASEY PLEASE HAVE MERCY—

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Casey: Alex calm down! Jeeze- They are so uptight—Your just chillin- a chill guy.

Casey: See! I like you, you’re not overly huggy like kids, and annoying like adults, we can chill.

Casey: us gingers have to stick together—these people are either bald or basic- and MEAN-

Happy baby, happy Casey

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Eliot: Oh hell no- I TOLD KATHY NO MORE- SERIOUSLY WOMAN WHAT KIND OF SYSTEM DO YOU HAVE!?

Eliot:…Wait- Little man, what are your thoughts on ED Tucker?

Baby: *smile*

Elliot:Nope- nada- NOPE-definitely not my kid- FALSE ALARM- Casey take your twin ba—

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Fin, baby talking, 100% grandpa energy: Your the cutest kid, huh? Rafael is just an uptight lawyer— your amazing with uncle fin, huh?

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Olivia:awwww! Hi sweetie,

Olivia…Why does it look like Casey-

Casey: JUST BECAUSE ITS A REDHEAD DOSENT MEAN ITS MINE!

Olivia: YOU ARE THE FATHER-

Casey: FATHER??? WHAT GENDER ROLES ARE WE PUSHING HERE?!

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Munch: They aren’t teaching the youth about our government anymore, so back in the day after the JFK assassination—-

Casey: OH HELLLL NO- GIVE ME MINI CASEY BACK-

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