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Judge Elizabeth Donnelly: According to the suit, you conspired with Detective Stabler to deprive Patty Kendall of his civil and constitutional rights. Did you?
ADA Casey Novak: No
Judge Elizabeth Donnelly: Pity. Guy sounds like a douchebag.
â Law & Order: Special Victims Unit (s8e15: Haystack)
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Casey and Alex keep running into each other.
ao3. mature (future ch.), 2200 words (ch. 1), season 10
This fic owes a debt of gratitude to the trouble won't wait by @whiteberryx, and to the encouragement of @allergictocanon and @iwoulddieforher so, if you like it, thank them.
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Ok so I just listened to an SVU podcast where they interviewed Diane Neal about her time on the show⌠hereâs a couple tidbits that Diane said
1.Her first episode in season 3 she was only like 22 or 23 years old
2. She was the youngest person on the cast when she became Casey Novak with the second youngest person being MariskaâŚ. Being 12 years older
3.She tormented Meloni for 6 months when she first became a regular by bringing an opened can of mixed vegetables and leaving them for him to find because of one of his previous roles
4. When he finally âflippedâ his lid she was laughing her ass off and he was like âJesus how old are youâ and she responded â25â and then he immediately calmed down and was like âoh ok coolâ and now whenever he is with cast members from that movie he will send Diane a selfie with a can of mixed vegetables
5. Her and Ice-T were obsessed with uncrustables that were provided to snack on (I NEED a fic where this is a plot point)
6. Diane said whenever she saw that the actress who played Judge Petrovsky was on the call sheet, she would be so excited cause it was always so fun to work with her (as well as Viola Davis)
7. Apparently her character Casey Novak was based off of one of the writers who was actually a SVU ada in Brooklyn at one point
8. Her episode in season 3 was basically her first acting gig, one of any note anyway
9. Diane lowkey shipped Casey with Chester Lake (I was deeply upset about this fact *not really lol*)
10. The Sex Crimes baseball t-shirt we see Casey wear sometimes if an actual design used for department softball games for the Brooklyn SVU
I highly recommend listening to the podcast âThatâs Messed Up: An SVU podcastâ the episode they interviewed Diane Neal was where they talked about Serendipity, which was the first episode of Casey Novak
I went to the small pizzeria in a nearby village last month and asked for a calzone, and when she brought it to me the owner had a look on her face I can only describe as bitter.
Naturally my first assumption was that she was judging me for my food order (maybe calzones are too easy compared to other pizzas and she felt under-challenged as a pizza chef?), but then I looked at my calzone and the more I looked at it, the more I felt like it might have been a failed attempt at a cat calzone.
(I didn't ask for a cat calzone, just a calzone.)
If I had immediately identified it as a cat calzone I would have of course said something about it, such as "Aww that's so cute! You made it in the shape of a cat!! Thank you!" â but it was too late. I hesitated too long, and it was just failed enough that I wasn't sure it was meant to be a cat.
I think this poor woman knew her cat calzone was a failure and I wouldn't be able to recognise her effort for what it was, hence the bitterness in her eyes when she brought it to me.
I asked my friend if my pizza looked like a cat to her, and she said "Are you saying this because of the olives? I think they were just placed randomly."
no, I think they were meant to be eyes, and a cat nose. And those are the ears. Wait, I'll turn it in your direction so you can see
Friend: "It's just a pointy calzone... Maybe you should ask the chef if she meant to make it a cat?"
If I tried to make a cat calzone and the recipient of this gift went like 'hey, sorry, is this weird-looking thing meant to be cat?' I would sell my pizza restaurant and drown myself in the river.
After considering this, my friend said we could brainstorm a better phrasingâbut then we ended up agreeing that since the chef didn't go 'haha sorry I tried to make a cat and failed!!' when she brought my pizza, the options were a) she didn't try to make a cat; b) she feels humiliated by her failure, and either way it's better to say nothing.
But I felt deeply curious about this unresolved mystery, so this week when I went back to the pizzeria I asked for a calzone again.
The options were now: a) the chef brings me a better, recognisable cat calzone and I immediately remark upon it and she's happy and we erase the failed cat calzone from the historical record and never mention it ever;
or b) the chef brings me a normal calzone, which suggests that the vague cat shape from last time was accidental and just another instance of chronic cat pareidolia.
(I refused to consider option c) The chef brings me another failed, hardly-recognisable cat. She just doesn't seem like the kind of person who would let that happen to her twice.)
Here's the photo of the failed cat calzone from last time, which, according to my friend, just looks like a pointy calzone with randomly-placed olives and not a deliberate attempt to make a cat:
And here's what the chef brought me this time:
THAT'S A CAT.
I knew it!!!!
And it looks so sad!! This cat calzone looks like it will burst into olive oil tears if you once again fail to identify it as the cat that it is
But I didn't; I was so ready this time. I went "A cat!!!!! It's so cute!" and the chef went like yes!!! I tried to make one last time but it looked weird :(
I said I was pretty sure it was a cat last time and apologised for not bringing it up and she said no, it's my responsibility to make it a decent cat. She also said she was glad I'd come back and ordered another calzone because she was really bothered ("vraiment embĂŞtĂŠe") by that first failed attempt, and wondering if I'd noticed an attempt was made (and failed)
That's so relatable. It's like when you make a really embarrassing spelling mistake in a text and you're not sure if the other person has seen it and is judging you for it. Should you bring it up? Can it go unnoticed if you don't? It's the cat calzone equivalent of that. I'm so glad we were able to clear the air.
Not me making incredibly bad gifs to remind people that Ms. March was in 2 minutes of Mr. and Mrs. Smith as a part of a team of assassins.
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casey drunk: ya know alex is beautiful
casey: I'm in love with her but shhhhh it's a secret
alex blushing: okay
âExplain the situation to me again.â
The office manager strode down the sterile hallway, apparently expecting Alex to follow.
âMs. Novak arranged for a friend to drive her home,â she said, looking through some files as she stopped in front of two doors marked Recovery. Â âHowever, her friend was unable to stay throughout the entire dental procedure, and the other emergency contacts listed are too far away to be able to give Ms. Novak an escort home.â
PART 2 - Appendix (if this is too long/annoying let me know and THANK you @whiteberryx you are the best for helping with this)
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She could do this.Â
She didnât have to quit.Â

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thanks to the jury (@storiesofsvu @rustyzebra) for the once through, and always @allergictocanon
contains a smidge of smut. soft as 10 ply.
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As you and Alex had been seeing each other for the better part of the year, it was only natural that you started buying doubles of everything so you had your proper skincare routine no matter where you were sleeping that night. You loved Alexâs en suite, with its his and hers â well, hers and hers â sinks and ample counter space. You used up most of the room on your side, with an assortment of cleansers, toners, exfoliators, serums and creams standing up in two neat rows. An acrylic box with drawers held your daily makeup. In stark contrast, Alexâs side had only one cleanser, a moisturizer, and sunscreen, and her makeup fit in a repurposed pencil tray from her office desk.Â
It wasnât an uncommon occurrence for Alex to lean against the counter and gently tease you that you took triple the amount of time to get ready to leave the house or to go to bed, but tonight she was looking at herself in the mirror more carefully than usual. As you massaged in the last of your moisturizer, you were surprised to see her still peering at her reflection. âBedtime,â you announced, and Alex nodded, turning off the light and leading the two of you to bed.
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can a missing scene for a fic that's not written yet exist? spoiler alert, it can, because it does, and it's right here.
written for @storiesofsvu's bday bingo! square: coffee shop. hopefully by writing this, i'll actually write the real story. as usual, thanks to @allergictocanon for listening to the rambles.
no actual pairing (though you can probably guess endgame if you look at my tumblr for more than 0.4 seconds), rated G. alex starts to become a regular, and penelope tries to help jj.
for clarity's sake, it's a double AU: grad school and coffee shop.
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It was uncharacteristically slow at the coffee shop that afternoon, but JJ didnât mind; if the shop was clean and no one needed attention, she could do some of her class work. She was grateful she had ponied up for a tablet a few months ago, as it was much easier to skim through and annotate journal articles. She was skimming an article about ethics in intelligence when the bell over the door jangled. Thinking it was Luke, coming back from the garbage run, she didnât immediately lift her head from her tablet, but the lack of huffing about the hike to the dumpster clued her in that it wasnât him.
Alex let the door swing shut behind her as she entered the cafe, laptop and undergraduate essays in tow. She wasnât quite sure what had possessed her to be a TA this semester, considering she was on the home stretch of her own doctorate, but when the linguistics department had found themselves short for the fall semester, sheâd decided to offer up her time. The extra money was nice to have, and worth the amount of extra planning sheâd had to do. Tuesday afternoons were reserved for marking, but Alex hadnât felt like being cooped up in her stuffy, shared office, so sheâd headed to Wayward Sisters Coffee, a newfound ritual of hers.
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âDo you see how dirty this sink is?â Alex says. She turns back to scrubbing the pristine sink.
Requested by @nielsen19844: Domestic Calex :D. ao3 fluff, very much fluffy. tagging @allergictocanon @whiteberryx @15coldhotpockets @swimmingstudentchaos891

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New Tricks - Alex Blake/Tara Lewis
A/N: Day 5 of @domaysticâ .
âHow did you evenâŚ.â âLearnt something new.â Taraâs smirk is soft but proud and Alex laughs a little. âClearlyâŚ.â âSo, coffee and chat or⌠would you rather I teach you how to âdo thatâ?â âOh definitely the first.â Alex teases. âNot exactly cut out for whatever the hell that move wasâŚâ âA high kick? Babe⌠if JJ can pull it offâŚâ âShe used to be a cheerleader⌠and soccer player.â âStill, I bet you could do it.â Alex sighs then shrugs. âWell, I did say I was up for learning something newâŚâ Later Tara will carry her to bed, curl around her as she settles with a slight whimper of pain and stroke soft fingers over the wounded muscle in her thigh, massaging it softly. âI learnt something else⌠let me show you?â She asks softly, still gently massaging Alexâs thigh until she settles, a soft sigh of contentment escaping her. âThere we go⌠just breathe Honey.â
Light Through The Darkness - Alex Blake/Emily Prentiss
A/N: Whatâs this? The start of @storiesofsvuâ âs Birthday Bingo? You betcha.
After Alex leaves the team celebration, and she does, dodging JJâs happiness with Will in a way that Emily recognizes far too well, Emily follows her home. She has six hours to brighten the womanâs mood. Six slim hours. She makes it work, of course. Sheâs a Prentiss, of course she does. Still, she canât hide her triumphant laugh when Alex stares at the bunches of flowers sheâs brought. Roses, of course, red as blood but supposed to be romantic. Despite all they see itâs clear Alex finds it romantic and that, Emily thinks, is all that matters. Six hours. She barely has time to enjoy Alexâs happier mood, she barely has time to feel happy herself before she has to go. Still she leaves her number, her address, an invite to invade her life as much as she intends to invade Alexâs given a chance. Itâs the first brightness in the dark in years and Emily has no plans to let it go so easily.