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Indie Piper Chapman from OITNB. Mature/NSFW themes present. Blog is not spoiler free.

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New stills of Taylor Schilling as Abigail Janssen in The Titan.

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A fantastic Alex I wrote with isn't here anymore D:

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     “Usually assuming things just makes you look bad, but I do admit that you are unusually good when you assume things. Like really good at it.” Needless to say, Piper was thankful that Alex had assumed many things about her. Assumed that she would give her the time of day. Assumed that perhaps she could be interested in her. And finally assuming that Piper would actually go home with her. Seemed like everything turned out better than she could ever have anticipated. “No drama. I like that.” It wasn’t bound to last. All relationships had their problems but for now, she would just enjoy the bliss that was their life. The vacations, the travel, the luxuries, the sex. Alex was the missing piece in her life that she had been missing for a very long time. There were no mixed messages and taking initiative, Piper sat up and shifted herself so that she was now straddling her lap. “You should. Less talk, more do.” The words were mumbled into the kiss, the blonde smiling against her lips as she rest her arms over her shoulders, gripping onto the back of the couch.

“Why do you think I’m so fucking good at doing my job.” she bragged to the extend of smiling smug by the knowledge she was incredible at the work awaiting her. While some might deem it to be an easy way of making money, Alex new exactly how to and who to choose to get the actual transfer done without any struggles or concerned of facing obstacles. Past track record, she was like any other person, capable of making mistakes. Alex was no exception to that norm. However, she had a keen eye for spotting people, pass correct judgement that had led her up the ladder in the business. “I like you.” She did. Likes her – loves her. She enjoyed spending her time with her girlfriend. There was never a moment she felt suffocated. Instead, their closeness was welcomed and cherished. Any time alone, she did miss Piper at her side. Had come used to the younger woman pointing out small details she took pleasures in she would have over looked. She viewed the world differently and had come to appreciate little moments. “That.. can be arranged.” she muttered against her lips before kissing her girlfriend once more, hands coming to rest on her thighs, reality fading into the background as she was only aware of the woman in her lap.

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“You really are. And thank god you are because if you weren’t, this never would have been a thing.” It made her curious as to whether or not she would still be the same Alex if she wasn’t a smuggler. Would she still have that same confidence to her? Would she still be the same womanizer she was now? Luckily, the only one she got to womanize was Piper and that was certainly a good thing for her. She’s too distracted to delve too deep into those thoughts though and instead is only focused on the task at hand; have mindblowing fun. Lips are still melded to hersand she lets go of the couch to grip onto her cheeks, pulling her more into the kiss. The way Alex made her feel. God it was exhilarating. The woman pulled away for just a moment to quickly remove her shirt. The heat of the moment was getting to her and she was becoming increasingly impatient. Hands grip hers, running them up the front of her own body. Piper leans in, lips brushing over her ear, voice low and full of hunger. “Fuck me, Alex. Now.”

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This was beyond frustrating. In some sense it seemed like the other was listening, but in another it seemed like everything was going in one ear and not the other. Alex may have been listening to what she was saying, but was she actually understanding it? Did she want to understand it? “No, you don’t know. You really haven’t got a god damn clue right now. If you knew, this wouldn’t be an issue right now. Instead, we would be flying back together. That’s how this should be going but instead, it’s going to shit even more than it should.” She was not only getting frustrated with Alex but with herself. In all honesty, Piper felt stupid. Incredibly stupid for even thinking that this could have some sort of happy ending. She was a drug trafficker and Piper had never been involved in anything like it. They came from opposite worlds and it was becoming quite clear now that this may not work. The fear was quite evident in how she spoke but Piper was having trouble sympathizing with her. “You’re a drug trafficker, Alex. What did you think was going to happen? That someday you would just pack your bags and live a happy life and he would be okay with it? You knew the risks and you still did it so I don’t give a damn if you’re scared. You got yourself into that business and I refuse to be a part of it.” The blonde was nearly red in the face both from anger and the heartbreak that was beginning to become almost painful.

“Do you think I wanted this?” her own voice rose, anger evident concerning the fact she had chosen this route of life to survive. How she had sunk so low, to offer her services by taking incredibly big risks to simply earn money. A lot. Incredibly fast – but was it worth it? As minutes ticked by where she was faced with reality, she was starting to ask herself that question. Money was nice to have, but it wasn’t worth selling her soul for.  “That I woke up one day and thought drug dealing was a good idea? Don’t you think I wasn’t jealous of my prissy classmates having enough money to get access to the best education? Regardless of the fact they were smart enough, money talks. There is a reason I kept lying to Diane, Piper. I never wanted her to see me like this, make money by illegal business. She worked four goddamn jobs to ensure I got what I needed without any complaint. I? I fucking chose drugs, because it was the only option I felt I had. I worked an incredibly underpaid job just to save up enough money to see my father. It was a complete waste. I had nothing, no degree to get a better job and my mom’s body was taking a toll of the hours she was on her feet. So yeah. When Fahri offered me a guaranteed make of money, I took it. I didn’t think of any consequences, Piper. All I had eyes for was that. Green fucking bills and lots of it. I was already way too deep until I realized I signed a deal with the devil. I’m not gonna lie I love this lifestyle, but I never expected to fall in love. I didn’t look beyond today. Not until I met you.” the strength in her voice toned down as she was losing her ammo to continue fighting. She was losing her girlfriend and she knew it. No matter what she tried to argue, she knew Piper was going to leave her. “—okay.” she sullenly nodded, every bit of fight drained from her as Piper’s words were on repeat in her mind. Refuse to be part of it. Refuse to be a part of her life.

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      “I don’t fucking know, Alex. What do you think? Because if you don’t want it, you’re doing a really fucking bad job at it.” It pissed her off to no end that she couldn’t just get out of this. Deep down, Piper knew what could happen if Alex tried to leave. It was very possible she could be killed. Maybe even Piper. After all, she had seen Kubra’s face. She knew who she was. She was a liability to him. “Fuck. I am so stupid. I never should have gotten myself involved in this. I put a target on my back just by knowing you.” Way to be selfish, Piper. Her love for Alex was real, but right now the reality of loving her was much scarier than any sort of puppy dog love. It could get her killed. It could Alex killed. Dead wasn’t a good thing. “This lifestyle has always been what you love more. I know you love me. I do. But you love all of this more. The money. The traveling. The actual trafficking. It’s so fucked up and I wish you would choose me over it, but it’s pretty clear what your choice is.” Her voice wavered ever so slightly and she quickly turned so that her emotions wouldn’t get in the way. There was nothing she could do but remain silent, bottom lip quivering. Doing this, being honest was one of the hardest things she had ever done. 

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First look at Laura Prepon as ‘Charlotte’ on her new movie The Hero. (x)

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It’s been a long week/couple of days but rest assured I will be here and writing again once I actually can stay awake for longer than 10 minutes at a time.

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piper in season 5: working her best to change, turning into a better person, literally did nothing wrong this season

piper haters: omg!!! did u see the way she fucking blinked??1!???!!! what a fucking narcissistic bitch kill her already

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Find a girl who looks at you the way Piper Chapman looks at Alex Vause.

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      “I would have rather carried nothing if we’re being honest. That’s what I would have loved but no. Instead, I had to carry some bullshit suitcase full of money for you which was really fucking stupid of me to have agreed to because I set the standard that it was okay to use me for that.” Looking back she realized just how naive she had been about the entire thing. Had she honestly believed she would never get involved with any of the shady dealings? It would have been a matter of when and not if. Call her dumbly optimistic to hope she would never have to get involved. “Safe? Nothing about drug trafficking is safe, Alex. Carrying money or heroin or anything else is not safe. There is nothing safe about any of it.” That much was obvious as she continued to paint a picture Piper didn’t want in her head of a world without her. A bullet in her head. Two plots for two dead. Her in a body bag. Just the thought of it made her want to cry and ripped her heart in half, but she wouldn’t make that obvious at the moment. If she wasn’t going to show sadness then her anger would be the only emotion that she could convey at the moment. “Jesus Christ. You’re acting like a fucking child. I can’t believe I’m having this conversation with you. I’m not doing this anymore. You live your life how you want to, but I’m not doing this anymore. I just want to go home and move past this.” By this she didn’t know if she meant this fight or the relationship itself. It was exactly why she didn’t want to have this conversation when emotions were running high. Her frustration showed as she lifted the now full suitcase and carried it to the door, dropping it against the wall. If she could keep her cool for 24 hours, it would be a miracle.

With the pads of her fingertips she rubbed her brows, drawing circles in a relaxing motion in hopes to ease the tension that rapidly spread through her veins. The same tension that was doing well in forming a headache, one she knew was likely to only ease with decent rest. No painkillers would really do wonders in relieving her of the building pain. In a different matter, the extreme guilt that was overwhelming to deny, felt she deserved to feel the agony of their hearts she had caused. They could continue to argue over the fact Piper had willingly agreed. Sweet talk, addictive kisses, had her melt and agree to what she was asking of her girlfriend. Bottom line, she had used her. She had hurt her. “I know.” she mumbled, agreeing with her logic which was right, avoid another argument to even attempt on bending it to her way that made her come off as less of an asshole than she had been. “That’s not – no, it isn’t.” It really wasn’t. How many times had she lied? Led someone under pretense to possible end of their life as they knew it, by being locked up in a foreign country they probably didn’t even know how to spell. No contacts, no money. Absolutely nothing. Kubra would find a new path to do business, and they would rot in a 4 by 4 cell, if they were lucky. Home. Unlikely the loft they had been sharing together, as Piper had practically moved in and was countable on one hand the time she spend at her own apartment. She could continue, part of her grieving process to act like an immature brat, who was in terrible emotional pain. Or, she could be an adult about it, take care of the funeral properly like her mother deserved and hopefully get the chance to sit down with Piper and work things through. “I’m scared.” she admitted when she had returned, likely to retrieve the rest of their belongings. “To even try and talk to Kubra about leaving the business. I have heard enough to be terrified, Piper. Do you think I’m thrilled to make the demands? I can’t keep up. He wants too much, but all he wants is get the job done. I don’t know what to do.”

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This was beyond frustrating. In some sense it seemed like the other was listening, but in another it seemed like everything was going in one ear and not the other. Alex may have been listening to what she was saying, but was she actually understanding it? Did she want to understand it? “No, you don’t know. You really haven’t got a god damn clue right now. If you knew, this wouldn’t be an issue right now. Instead, we would be flying back together. That’s how this should be going but instead, it’s going to shit even more than it should.” She was not only getting frustrated with Alex but with herself. In all honesty, Piper felt stupid. Incredibly stupid for even thinking that this could have some sort of happy ending. She was a drug trafficker and Piper had never been involved in anything like it. They came from opposite worlds and it was becoming quite clear now that this may not work. The fear was quite evident in how she spoke but Piper was having trouble sympathizing with her. “You’re a drug trafficker, Alex. What did you think was going to happen? That someday you would just pack your bags and live a happy life and he would be okay with it? You knew the risks and you still did it so I don’t give a damn if you’re scared. You got yourself into that business and I refuse to be a part of it.” The blonde was nearly red in the face both from anger and the heartbreak that was beginning to become almost painful.

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      Even if she knew the answer, it still made her happy to actually hear it said out loud like music to her ears. Before that night, Piper would have never considered herself to be attracted to a woman but Alex had certainly brought out that side of her and there was zero regret about it. She was an entirely different person since meeting her but in a good way. Her mind had been opened up to experiences she never could have dreamed of. Even if the job hunt hadn’t been successful in that bar, she had gained something worth more than any profession could give her. “You said it yourself. Never waited a table in my life and I wasn’t about to let it my margarita or my night. Even if I had walked out after that no, we would have found each other anyways according to you.” She hoped that statement was true but she didn’t have to worry about the if’s of that because they were both right here, right now. If she really was it for Alex, then Alex was really it for her. There was a playful sparkle in her eyes as she hid her face in dark locks, lips making contact just below her ear in a series of small kisses and then once more pulling back to lock eyes. “Really? Cause I don’t think you’re down anywhere right now.” With that, she cupped her face and brought it to her own to catch her lips in a rather hungry kiss that only showcased a fraction of how badly she wanted her right now. The blonde really wasn’t that sexual of a woman but when it came to Alex, all bets were off. 

“It was an assumption, and I happened to be right.” Judging by her record, she had bragging rights in being able to read people well. Careful observation, often concluded a story to be unraveled. It wasn’t entirely hard, as long as you actually looked at a person beyond the surface. Everyone had their habits. Not that she was 100% correct, but no embarrassing remarks of congratulating the wrong person with their pregnancy – an unfortunate event that happened to one of her friends. Never judge a book by it’s cover. A well lesson learned. If you weren’t entirely sure, it was best to simply keep your mouth shut, prevent from hurting another person, as well as keep dignity to yourself. “I’m certain of it, although I rather not involve possible drama, when we already have each other.” Why tempt fate? They had a really good thing going. Still in their honeymoon phase, Alex couldn’t call a time where she had felt happier. For once in her life things were going smoothly. The last thing she wanted was jinx her current life. A few uncharacteristic giggles surfaced as Piper teased her with feather light kisses tickling her skin. It was a side to her that only played out around her girlfriend. She could strip herself from the image, not to worry about how people took to her. “Then I should remedy that.” she said, nearly cut off as Piper pulled her forward to connect their lips in a hungry kiss. There was no hesitation as she responded, arm wrapped around her waist to bring her lover’s body pressed against her own.

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     “Usually assuming things just makes you look bad, but I do admit that you are unusually good when you assume things. Like really good at it.” Needless to say, Piper was thankful that Alex had assumed many things about her. Assumed that she would give her the time of day. Assumed that perhaps she could be interested in her. And finally assuming that Piper would actually go home with her. Seemed like everything turned out better than she could ever have anticipated. “No drama. I like that.” It wasn’t bound to last. All relationships had their problems but for now, she would just enjoy the bliss that was their life. The vacations, the travel, the luxuries, the sex. Alex was the missing piece in her life that she had been missing for a very long time. There were no mixed messages and taking initiative, Piper sat up and shifted herself so that she was now straddling her lap. “You should. Less talk, more do.” The words were mumbled into the kiss, the blonde smiling against her lips as she rest her arms over her shoulders, gripping onto the back of the couch.

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      There it was. That awkward feeling (and silence) that seemed to come up whenever talking about Larry. “However, I am okay to continue discussing Harry Potter. I did actually enjoy those books a lot.” Hopefully that would at least cushion the conversation that they had just had. Add a little padding to the growing discomfort that was filling the air around them. To Piper it was almost ironic what was going on here. This was a woman that she had been through everything with. Being in crazy in love, hating her, and every emotion in between. Then there was Larry who she had thought she was happy with. Sure, he did make her happy but it was nothing compared to how Alex made her feel. Even if prison had sucked out her soul, Alex still made her happy. Happier than Larry or soap making or PoPi could ever make her. “We can scrap the soap. I’ll find other hobbies and microwave dinners that don’t taste like cardboard.” Her body reacted on its own, her arm jerking ever so slightly from the touch over a mark that was still healing. The touch was tender and knowing that Alex would never hurt her like that, she allowed herself to relax and simply enjoy the sweet gesture. “Forget the babies and chains and the subject of a ring that you now seem to be avoiding which we will come back to later. I never got to really apologize for how I acted. I lost my grip on reality. Lost myself and got so caught up in everything.” The blonde sat up so that she was no longer leaning back on her arms and rest her hand on top of the others that still rest on her arm. “I’m sorry for being crazy. And thank you for putting up with me me even if you know how I can be.”

It was obvious some guilt remained, jealousy flared of past encounters, regret of how situations were handled. They had moved on, but neither was past the fact it left them not bothered at the mention of a man’s name and what it entitled – their separation. A time where trust had been broken as she had made a terrible mistake. A mistake she truly was paying for, being sentenced to prison time. “You did one of those quizzy things, didn’t you? In which house you belong. So.. lay it on me, what is apparently your spirit animal?” Alex had never truly been invested enough to discover the qualities of the houses. The basic traits were known, both by the books and clearly viewed in the movies. If she was to place her persona in a Hogwarts home, she was likely to be a slytherin. There was nothing else that really fitted, with the manipulative nature. She was sly, making her perfect in the drugs business. There was a reason she was good at her job. It did match the color of her eyes, couldn’t complain about that. “We can still contribute with buying them. Not the same, but there is sure to be some metaphor in there. You’ll find one.” If could be directed to take another stab at her former bff, then Piper was surely to enjoy buying loads of soap. Likely more than needed. Least there was no expire date. “Not all is bad. Diane and I ate them frequently.” There was no shame. It was affordable, quick and easy to make. It allowed time for them to spend quality time together before her mother had to leave for her second job. It was no standard family dinner, but she never once felt left out. Alex knew her mother did what she could. Worked four jobs, for her. “I wasn’t avoiding. Stating silver suits you better, is continuing the subject in ways. Placing all in one sentence is likely the weirdest I ever heard you say to me. God, we’re really grown up, aren’t we? Nesting behavior. So gross.” she chuckled, though lately the matter seemed not as uncomfortable as she essentially thought. “Pipes..” she pushed her glasses on top of her head, shifting so she faced her girlfriend. “–we both were acting crazy. Yeah, not gonna lie that it hurt.. when you chose someone else to not only confide in, but seek your pleasures with when I needed you. I get it.. I really did sound crazy, but.. look, it’s done. We both did and said things we shouldn’t. Bottom line is.. I love you. I don’t always like you when you go all Rambo on me.. but I love you, and I’m learning to tolerate things better. We’re absolutely a disaster together, but I couldn’t imagine my life with anyone else. So.. while I don’t have a ring, or chain..” she extended her hand. “..we could shake it on. Promise to make another miserable till we’re old and grey.. you know I will mess around and cause a flat tire on your wheelchair. You’ll put a message on the back of mine and I’ll be rolling around, mortified when I finally find out what you did. That’s gonna be us. Holding hands when we turn in for the night.”

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      Piper’s poker face was absolutely horrific and it was rather easy to see right through her. Alex was indeed right. She had taken a quiz and upon seeing the results, she wasn’t particularly in agreement with what the internet had to offer. Looking away, she cleared her throat and quickly blurted out her answer. “Snake. I’m the snake. The snake house.” Ironic considering she had just been calling Larry a snake yet here she was with that label of her now out in the open. “I’m a Slytherin. I am cunning and ambitious and resourceful. Selfish. Sometimes.” More like all of the time. Alex knew that though so at least she knew to expect it sometimes. The promise of late night TV dinners in a cramped apartment did sound rather nice compared to their current predicament. Though prison had been rather nice since this whole thing had started. Still, being outside of it with a microwave that there wasn’t a line for sounded beautiful. There was small smile that ultimately faded when the tone of the conversation became more serious. Both of them may have lost it and the timing didn’t help either. Add Stella into the equation and it just made things even worse. The woman still felt bad about it and guilt had been building up for quite a while. “Al -- Stella didn’t mean anything. It was desperation and it was stupid. Really fucking stupid of me.” She could move past it though and it sounded like Alex was willing to as well. Taking her hand, she shook it and leaned in to place a kiss to her cheek. “Deal. Looks like we’re stuck with each other now, for better or for worse, in prison or out of prison.”