#CRIME RP

[the-grand-detective-monk]

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[gunfear]

a   private   ,   highly   selective   &   semi   active   portrayal   of   𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐍   𝐆𝐈𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐎   𝐆𝐈𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐎   (   crafted   for  ᶠᵃᵏᵉᵛᶻ   )   ,   heir   to   the   𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐘   𝐒𝐀𝐍   𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐎   ,   with   all   its   dangerous   secrets   .   CONTAINS   TOPICS   such   as   mafia   activity   ,   death   ,   use   of   weapons   ,  sexuality   ,   blood   and   more   .   TRIGGERS   WON'T   BE   TAGGED   !   click   here    for   carrd   . 

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( a collection of i will always keep you safe starters or dialogue prompts. adjust phrasing as necessary.) feel free to make edits to better suit your muse, but please don’t edit or add on to the original post ♡ if you like, please consider supporting me through tips

"No matter what happens, I promise I'll keep you safe. That’s my only priority."

"I know you’re scared, but I’ll keep you safe. Just trust me."

"You don’t have to worry about a thing. I’ll keep you safe, no matter what it takes."

"I can’t stand the thought of you being hurt. I’ll keep you safe, even if it means risking everything."

"Whatever happens, you can count on me to keep you safe. That’s a promise I intend to keep."

"I know it seems impossible right now, but I’ll keep you safe. You have my word."

"Even when things look bleak, I’ll keep you safe. You’re not alone in this."

"I’ll do whatever it takes to keep you safe. You’re more important to me than anything else."

"No matter how dangerous it gets, I’ll keep you safe. You have my full commitment."

"You mean the world to me, and I’ll keep you safe from anything that comes our way."

"I promise that no harm will come to you while I’m around. I’ll keep you safe, come what may."

"Even if it means putting myself in danger, I’ll keep you safe. That’s a promise I’ll never break."

"You’re not alone. I’ll keep you safe through every storm and shadow."

"You have nothing to fear while I’m here. I’ll keep you safe, even if it’s the last thing I do."

"I’ll keep you safe from anything that threatens you. That’s my duty and my promise."

"I’ll keep you safe with everything I have. You mean too much to me to let anything happen to you."

"Whatever happens, my promise is to keep you safe. We’ll face it all together."

[giftrose]

what is it about her / that invokes devotion / she is terrible / yet she is grace / vermillion hands / nightmare smile / pools of blood that spread like light / she reaches out / destroys devils / destroys angels / even the ability / to destroy her own makers. 𝕴’𝖒 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖋𝖚𝖘𝖊𝖉. 𝕽𝖊𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖞 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖋𝖚𝖘𝖊𝖉. 𝕬𝖓𝖉 𝖎𝖙’𝖘 𝖆 𝖑𝖔𝖙 𝖉𝖊𝖊𝖕𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖓 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖐. 𝕯𝖊𝖊𝖕𝖊𝖗… 𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖐𝖊𝖗… 𝖈𝖔𝖑𝖉𝖊𝖗. ⸻ elena bradshaw, or better known as "elena gilbert", species: doppelganger and vampire.

portrait of ELENA GILBERT , gave up life in mystic falls and moved to new york and works there as chief surgeon . ( the vampire diaries . )

[saburaito]

#𝐒𝐀𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐎— an  independent    &    semi - selective  roleplay  blog  for  an  ORIGINAL CHARACTER.     based in the  TRUE CRIME,    YAKUZA  setting.   ( with verses for STAR WARS, HIGH FANTASY, HAZBIN, TWISTED WONDERLAND ETC. )

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[xmorguekittyx]

Chapter 2 : 𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙩𝙝

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Limited vacancy, who the hell was at this shit hole this late at night and in this severe of weather? Surly, most had been up to date on the incoming storms any Raccoon City resident had a stockpile of supplies, food, flashlights and water in case of a storm like the one of 2003. The entire town had next to no power, shops were throwing out food left and right. The lucky few who had the supplies helped those less fortunate, now you'd be lucky to get a pat on the back. Raccoon City had fallen far in the number of years separating the infamous year and today.

That was what her father stood for, helping the good people of Raccoon City, punishing the bad and finding a way to convince those stuck in the in-between. His ethics were admirable, truly. That's what made her want to work somewhere work the justice system, but her empathetic heart had her leaning more towards helping those who can't help themselves. The deceased, those whose time has come too soon, or those who had been waiting for their time to pass, loved ones finding their final moments together, something not to fear. What she does is well disliked as a career option, but she chose it to make her father proud. Her father was all she had, all she ever needed, until his unfortunate passing. He was on a call with Leon that night, a robbery gone wrong and shots had been fired. Her heart tightened as she thought back to that night, the pattering rain kissing her skin as her lips curled downwards into a frown. Her eyes set in a glare as she shoved the door open, her elbow meeting the wood of the motel office door. She felt the humidity leave the air conditioned air as she relaxed her shoulders, letting the weight drop off like a coat to the floor. Her joints feeling that for once they could stretch and be at ease.

Her eyes closed as she sucked in a deep breath of the chill air, "Some night out there, isn't it?", a voice bellowed from behind her, causing her eyes to snap open and every been of tenseness crawl back up her shoulders. Part of her wished Leon had risked the drive out here, she wasn't use to having to watch herself. Leon protected her, he had her back since day one. That day that his nervous eyes met hers, her father's voice calling to them from behind as she couldn't help but laugh at his stutter. Twenty one years old and still nervous to talk to anyone, but then again, she was seventeen and in the same boat. "Yeah, seems a lot of people got caught in it, tonight.", she let out a small breath as she approached the oak front desk. The words "Motel 8" engraved into the wood.

"You'd think more people would've stayed home. They're calling for more in the night, but who knows.", the older, heavier man shrugged, his body turning away from her as she took note of the sweat stains on his shirt despite the air conditioner. "You're soaked, car break down?", he seemed to be making small talk, but the way his eyes checked over his shoulder at her every few seconds had her hair standing on end. "Yeah, but I got someone coming.", her fingernails tapped the desk top, her other hand propping up to hold her chin. "A single?", his voice called over his shoulder as he pulled down a key. "Don't see anyone else with you. Unless you're using the room for...", he trialed off as he smirked at her turning around and leaning on the desk closer to her. His breath hitting her face with a putrid smell, her body reacting quickly to flinch back and swipe the key. "Yeah, how much?", she turned her face as her nose scrunched up. Her body trying to force the stench from her area as she waved her hand. His smirk told her she wasn't the only one to reach this way to his proximity. "400.", he raised a brow as her jaw dropped. "400 dollars for a single bed room for one night?!", her reaction was valid, she felt. "The hotels in the city have rooms for no less than 280 for a double bed.", she scoffed, "This is a rip off!", she growled. "Unless you think you can make it there on foot, toots. It'll be 400 dollars, I take cash, card or... acts of service.", he grinned once more as his eyes flickered down to her chest. "Oh, you pervert!", she shrieked, her arm croaking up to over her chest, that had been slightly exposed from how soaked her clothes were, sticking to her frame and her other hand reaching for her wallet, plucking the card from her slot and tossing it on the counter. The man laughed before running her card, his amusement sent her seething more as she snatched her card and receipt back.

 

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"Leon!", the man had just answered the phone before his ear drums nearly burst. "I assume you made it.", he groaned, she could hear the exhaustion in his words. Guilt started to build in her gut. "Were you sleeping?", her tone was much more soft and calm as she eased back into the bed, the sheets engulfing her legs, bare, as she had to remove her clothing to let them dry by the air vent. The warmth sucked all the air in her lungs, replacing it with a semi-safe feeling. She remembered how people used hangers to block the door, which is what she did. "Yeah, but i didn't mean to fall 'sleep.", his voice hummed, it was like her very own lullaby. Her heart thumped as she felt the lingering regret for calling him so late. "I'm sorry. I just... this place gives me the creeps.", her fingers picked at the lace on the leg of her panties. "Lot's of weirdo's stop there, Kitty. I get a few calls, but you remember what I said about the door, right?", her protector. Her eyes scanned until they met the entanglement of hangers locking through door handle in place. "Yep. Already done.", she sighed, taking a deep breath from her nose. "Good, good.", a silence followed, she knew Leon suffered from night terrors from the years of police work he had done. Some cases he would call her in the middle of the night, thinking one of the suspects was at his door trying to kill him for arresting him. Some of the murder victims coming to life in his visions, dismembered bodies, missing arms or a leg chasing him or haunting his dreams. She felt sick to think that this was also what her father suffered in silence, Leon at least reached out to her.

Nights of facetime calls that lasted hours as she watched his sleeping face, his brows furrow and his teeth grit once one started. His body sitting up with a scream, his hands curled into his chest as sweat poured from every pore on his body. His breath panting as he struggled for a breath and her unheard words as she tried to calm him from the other side of the screen. His shaking and flailing when he tried to fight off what wasn't there. But it was, to him, it was there, a threat that he knew could hurt him, his mind manifesting his fears. Leon was a very traumatized man, his attitude had shifted sometime during the years they've known each other. Nothing either of them could do, perhaps hers had too, but she never noticed, only tunnel visioned onto his suffering. "Want me to let you go?", her voice sounded like it was muffled, she didn't want to stir him too much if he was close to sleep once more.

"No, no. You're okay, i'm worried about you.", always the worry wort, making sure everyone else was cared for. That's what got him here. That's what turned the bright eyed and eager rookie into a seasoned police officer who had seen just about anything. "I'll be okay.", the sound of the bed squealing could be heard in the receiver on his end, hearing her get up from the bed. "What you doing?", he asked with that sleep thick voice. "I'm gonna grab a water.", she didn't mind his questions or want to be protective. He never crossed that line of being too nosey, though sometimes she wished he did. It was like her heart eyes had been overlooked for years, her desire for the man going unnoticed. "Shit- fridge is warm.", she sighed, the door of the mini fridge slamming. "My fucking luck-", she groaned, before she laid back on the bed, plopping back. "They've got an ice machine, before you pout too hard, princess.", he snickered as she scowled. She figured she could just inform him of the creep down the hall tomorrow. Leon had said he was here before, maybe he already knew the front desk was a pervert. "Fine.", her legs ached from the walk, already having given what energy they had to the endeavor to get here.

The hall lit up with lightening, the fogged up windows muting the brightness. "He put me in 17, how far down is the icebox?", she asked softly, hoping not to wake up anyone who might be sleeping though the storm. "It's between room 26 and 27, so not too far.", he whispered back, despite not having to. Her pants were sticking to her only slightly now, she had more sense than to not change before coming out here, god forbid that fucker catch her in her underwear, she didn't want to give him something to get off to. "Ah! Found it.", she whispered, pulling her arm down in a 'hell yeah' motion. "Good, now the princess can have the finest of cold waters.", he laughed, causing her to snort in amusement. "Shut up, room temperature water drinker. It's disgusting.", she shamed his preference. "Hey! It's healthier.", he corrected, his voice slightly muttered in annoyance. "Yeah, old man has to take care of himself now.", she teased, scooping some of the ice into the metal bowl that was in her room.

As she scooped the thunder clashed loudly, followed by a lightening strike that sounded like it landed right on her. Causing her to shriek and drop the bowl. "You alright?!", his voice came from the speaker in urgency. "Fuck, yeah.", she sighed as she looked at all her spilt ice. "There goes my ice.", she growled, pushing the bowl with the toe of her shoe. "I think i'm just going to try and go back to my room and sleep. Hopefully this is all over by the morning.", she gave in, turning on her heel before she caught the outline of a man down the hall, causing her to halt. "What...", her voice trailed off as she stood watching, the figure of the man watching her, his eyes wide and white, all she could make out was his eyes and build. He was skinny, but tall. "Leon?", she whispered, her throat tense causing the words to sound almost like a wheeze. "Kitty?", Leon called back, his voice also tense, sensing something was wrong. "I...", she started before the man turned on his heel and darted into a room. "Oh my god-", she breathed, the words airy. "Some creep was standing at the end of the hall acting like a creeper.", she explained as her heart rate tried to ease itself back into a normal pace. "I can't wait to be home.", she didn't waste time getting back to her room, passing room 25, 23, 21, then 19- before she stopped once more. The door was open, from her peripheral, she could make out legs, laying straight out on the bed, "Huh?", her nose curled up as she tilted her head, "Jesus-", her eyes had caught just the small sight of blood dripping from the mattress, staining the white, red. "I think you may want to come by tonight, Leon.", her voice was grave, she was use to being around bodies day in and day out. But here? Out of nowhere, laid the body of a blonde girl, her head tilted towards the closet as Kitty stepped in further. Her jaw slightly left open and her body covered by just the sheet. Her hair was tangled as if someone had gripped it. Her legs and wrists bruised a dark purple. Her shoulder marred with a bite mark, the skin punctured as blood pooled into the divots. The bed was messy, her clothes nearly folded by the bed on the floor, a simple pair of jeans and a tank top. She felt tears come to her eyes, just another soul gone too soon by hands of another.

Kitty stepped closer, Leon's muffled voice going unheard as she leaned over the girl, "I'm so sorry, angel...", murder was something that Kitty strived to treat differently. "I'm so sorry.", she placed her hand on her hair, stroking the dead woman, before closing her eyes, slowly and softly. Her skin was cold, no warmth left within her.

part 1

[tewwor]

𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 & 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬

independent, highly selective, private . oc driven & canon enthusiastic ( fandoms include 𝙅𝙐𝙅𝙐𝙏𝙎𝙐 𝙆𝘼𝙄𝙎𝙀𝙉, 𝙊𝙉𝙀 𝙋𝙄𝙀𝘾𝙀, 𝘽𝙐𝙇𝙇𝙀𝙏 𝙏𝙍𝘼𝙄𝙉, 𝘿𝙄𝙎𝙃𝙊𝙉𝙊𝙍𝙀𝘿, 𝘿𝙐𝙉𝙂𝙀𝙊𝙉 𝙈𝙀𝙎𝙃𝙄, 𝙃𝘼𝘿𝙀𝙎 & 𝙅𝙊𝙃𝙉 𝙒𝙄𝘾𝙆 ) —   dragged by goose

[good-cop]

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[s0fias]

I was tame, I was gentle 'til the circus life MADE ME MEAN !!! An independent writing blog for Sofia Gigante of MAX's The Penguin. This blog is mutual's only and is strictly rated 21+. As loved by Taylor. ©

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( a collection of starters. adjust phrasing as necessary.) feel free to make edits to better suit your muse, but please don’t edit or add on to the original post 💛 if you like, please consider supporting me through tips

The old, leather-bound journal was found hidden under the floorboards of the abandoned mansion. Its pages contained cryptic messages and a map that seemed to lead to something of great value—or danger.

In a world where the stars can be plucked from the sky and turned into powerful talismans, a young orphan discovers a constellation that has never been seen before. It points to a destiny that could change the fate of the entire realm.

During the height of the Renaissance, a young artist discovers a hidden chamber in the heart of Florence. Inside, she finds sketches of inventions far beyond her time and a letter addressed to her, written centuries ago.

Two strangers meet on a delayed train during a snowstorm on Christmas Eve. As they share stories to pass the time, they realize they have more in common than they ever imagined—and that fate might have brought them together for a reason.

In a small, isolated village, people start to vanish without a trace. The only clue left behind is a symbol carved into the doors of their homes, a mark that matches ancient legends of a vengeful spirit.

In a future where emotions are controlled by the government, a young woman discovers an underground movement that aims to restore true feelings to humanity. She must decide whether to join them or stay in the safety of her regulated life.

Every night, a small café in the city transforms into a magical place where time stands still and dreams come to life. Only a select few know about its existence, and one day, an ordinary person stumbles upon it by accident.

A high school student finds an old camera at a garage sale. When they develop the photos, they see glimpses of the future. Now, they must navigate high school life while trying to change events they know are coming.

"I don't believe in coincidences, especially not ones involving missing people."

"You mean to tell me you've never seen a dragon before? Where have you been living, under a rock?"

"The prophecy spoke of a hero, but I never imagined it would be someone like you."

"This isn't just a piece of space debris; it's a message."

"Our planet was destroyed. We're the last survivors, and we need your help."

"Do you really believe the king will pardon us if we find the lost treasure?"

"She's a woman in a man's world, but she'll change history, mark my words."

"I didn't come here to fall in love; I came to find myself."

"Every letter I wrote to you, I wrote with my heart in my hand."

"That house has been abandoned for years. Why would anyone go inside willingly?"

"The shadows in this place…they move when you're not looking."

"There's a map, but it's missing the most crucial part—the key to decoding it."

"I've been to the highest mountain and the deepest sea, but I've never seen anything like this."

"Freedom is an illusion they sold us to keep us compliant."

"We've been living in a lie. It's time we uncover the truth."

"Every night at midnight, the old clock shop comes alive. Haven't you ever noticed?"

"They say the forest spirits grant wishes, but only to those who ask with pure intentions."

"I found this old diary in the attic, and it’s like it’s talking directly to me."

[bonesmade]

bitch, i want your head in a jar on my nightstand !

bonesmade, an original interpretation of the batman villain ventriloquist. independent and selective. 21+. crossover and oc friendly. mobbed up by ramone, 24, they/them.

rules & biography &. promo template credit: dumborph

[stealthrill]

stealthrill ! : an independent, selective, and mutuals only oc. penned by ramone (they/them, 24, cst). 21+. crossover friendly. personals do not interact.

a study in: the phenomenon of phantom thieves, living a double life, doing things just for the thrill of it, a reckless nature, &. being a charming rascal.

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[rvengance]

'OUTLAW' TURNED ROGUE ASSASSIN. A CHARACTER STUDY IN : justice , revenge , loss , corruption , heartbreak , vengeance and secrets .

mutually exclusive : 𝐘𝐎𝐎𝐍 𝐆𝐈𝐋𝐇𝐎 villain anti-hero of korean crime thriller series ‘gangnam b-side’ loosely based and re-imagined character into a FANDOMLESS VILLAIN CRIME MUSE , automatically written AFTER series' events with original headcanons re-written by yours truly to continue his story with light references from series . / multiverse , fandom & ocs greatly encouraged . / written by ellie . / est. dec 2024 ( this is a sideblog , to @maxmoffs , follows + inbox will be from there ) dedicated & based rp on ( but not limited to ) : action , drama , crime , thriller

[muutosarchive]

𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙳𝙰𝙽𝙶𝙴𝚁𝙾𝚄𝚂 𝙱𝙻𝙰𝙲𝙺 𝚆𝙸𝙳𝙾𝚆 𝙸𝚂 𝚃𝙾 𝙱𝙴 𝙰𝙿𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙰𝙲𝙷𝙴𝙳 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝙲𝙰𝚄𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 ! as the black widow's bite can cause death. the black widow is easily recognized by her coal-black body, and red hourglass marking. she encases her victims with silk, and then kills with poison from her fangs. 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝑀𝐴𝐿𝐸 𝑆𝑃𝐼𝐷𝐸𝑅 𝐼𝑆 𝑁𝑂𝑇 𝐶𝑂𝑁𝑆𝐼𝐷𝐸𝑅𝐸𝐷 𝑇𝑂 𝐵𝐸 𝐷𝐴𝑁𝐺𝐸𝑅𝑂𝑈𝑆.

[ # muutos . canon &. original character multi - muse from ( multiple ) fandoms . written by morgan ]