#Inspector Raquel

[sasami-san]

they keep finding the most beautiful women with the most beautiful noses to play in the money heist cinematic universe

[darthgloris]

The Artist (Alicia Sierra x fem!reader)

Summary: Y/N (a.k.a. Akita) is part fo the robbery and works backstage as negotiator. Even though her career in art didn't work out, she still loves it. When she meets the leader Inspector she feels immediately drawn to her and starts sketching...

Requested: yes

Warnings: mentions of violence, fluff, teasing, SPOILERS

A/N: sorry but I lost the request! I'm really really sorry, hope you can forgive me!! Here it is, this was really fun to write! 🥰🥰❤❤

...

Drawing was my greatest love when I was a teenager.

While other girls may have been into make-up, or drama, or gossip, or boys... I'd stay in and draw, paint, sketch. Name it, I've tried it at least once. I was an unusual girl growing up. Girls at that age were interested mostly in the hobbies listed above, while I loved the exact opposite: drawing, reading, listening to music, learning languages, playing with dogs, studying like there was no tomorrow.

At university, I chose Graphic Design. And I loved it. Learning about my favorite thing in the whole wide world, filling in the gaps of my abilities, picking up new skills... that felt like heaven. I got out of college with my head high, amazing grades and an even better graduation. Although I wasn't prepared for the world outside. Soon enough, I started struggling to pay rent, especially in a city like Madrid. And I had no choice but to give it up.

Then, I met the Professor. A man just as unusual as me, who just so happened to have saved my life right there and then. The first heist was a success. I worked well with the gang, and given my love for working behind the scenes, I was the negotiator. Raquel was a very interesting individual, but I didn't get to speak to her much, as the Professor was the leading voice of the heist. It didn't bother me at all when they got together, to be honest I was rooting for them. When it all ended, I took my share of the money and went to live in Japan. It was beautiful: the perfect balance of modernity and tradition, the amazing food, the beautiful views, the friendly people, the new language. Every little detail fascinated me.

A year later, I came to know that Rio got kidnapped. And there I was again, back into the heist business. Once again cast as negotiator, this time I had to take the upper hand, because the Professor and Lisboa had their own part of the plan to take care of.

...

Current day - during the heist

I rested my feet onto the table of my hideout as I watched the TV intently. The news channel finally gave me important information: Rio was in Spain, finally. The poor boy took a tumble down the plane, falling on the ground in handcuffs and dirty clothes. Poor thing, I thought. Behind him, a figure emerged, a red-haired pregnant woman in a white coat and black cap. Inspectora Alicia Sierra. I found myself unable to tear my eyes from her face, as if I was in a trance: she was a very attractive woman, there's no denying that.

I wanted to remember that face while talking to her, so I was quick to reach for a pencil and paper and start reproducing her face. I glanced at the TV once in a while to get an idea of what she was like, memorising her traits as I transferred them on the paper sheet.

...

I pulled on my headphones and lined up the microphone to the side of my face, trying to calm my nerves before talking to the woman I was pining for a few hours ago. I picked up the drawing I made earlier and used it as a reference to draw her from other angles.

"Professor." A female voice spoke. Calm, collected, confident.

"Inspectora Sierra, how lovely to hear you." I replied, mirroring her tone.

"Ah, señorita Akita. I wasn't expecting you." Alicia said. "Well? Aren't you going to ask me what I'm wearing? I'd say it runs in your gang to play games like this."

"I'm assuming maternity clothes. Tell me, is it a boy or a girl?" I tantalised, running the pencil on the paper to make a rough sketch of her face.

She chuckled. "My, my, nosy girl. I didn't remember the Professor being this curious, but between you and me, sweetheart, I like you better." She clicked her tongue, presumably paired with a wink.

"Touché, preciosa," I shook my head, laughing at her attempt at flirting. "That's enough niceties for now, you can flirt with me later. Let's cut to the chase."

There was a long pause after she laughed in shock at my bluntness. I smirked, almost too proudly for my first conversation with a pregnant woman I've seen once on the TV. During the pause, I kept my eyes trained on the rough piece of paper while my wrist made a flicking motion to draw her strands of hair.

"I'm assuming your dear sister is having the time of her life. I don't think you've escaped to Germany. We could find her in a heartbeat, you know. I could barely picture it, a 17 year old girl thrust in the midst of rapists, drug users, murderers in the jails of, say, Northeast Asia? Ah, the poor thing. So young and so naive, the spat image of you, she wouldn't last a beat." She chuckled humourlessly.

"And what's your point, Inspectora? Your empathy for my little sister doesn't add up to when you tortured Rio, does it?" I didn't even bother to look up from my work as her threat was no longer valid. My little sister died of cancer last month, and the news hadn't reached Spain. That offered us a very good advantage.

She ignored my comment. "Akita, listen to me very carefully. Turn the Professor and Raquel in, and your sister remains untouched. Think about it, sweetheart. And think quickly, I am a busy woman, as you know."

"I most certainly do, señora Sierra." I said innocently, in a stupid but successful attempt to tease her.

"It's señorita now, actually." Alicia corrected.

"Good to know," I mirrored her flirty attitude from before. "On second thought, you were right, how foolish of me. What are you wearing?"

"You're impossible, Akita," she replied, laughing. "Don't get any ideas, sweetheart. I'm way out of your league."

"Oh, yeah?"

"Yeah."

I gasped in mock offense, making her laugh genuinely. "Well, am I mistaken or am I actually growing on you? I bet you wouldn't be upset about being out of my league if that was the case."

"Shut up, sweetheart." She said mischievously.

"Make me." I teased her.

Her playful scoff was interrupted silently as she suddenly hung up.

I was confused for a moment as my hand moved the pencil confidently on the paper. As I stroked the graphite onto the rough surface, my mind wandered. Alicia was flirting shamelessly with me, in front of all her colleagues, and in a recorded phone call, no less. So either she was really brave or really stupid. Maybe a mixture of both.

This woman was really mesmerising: she was incredibly intelligent, as I could tell, she was confident, sarcastic, dominant and gorgeous. She was brave for raising a child on her own, as she specified that she wasn't married.

If the circumstances were different, I'd even go after her. I wished I had met her differently, because this woman was far beyond average and just about the quickest crush I've ever gotten. She was certainly not someone you'd want to lose. I wanted to talk to her again, leaving out our positions in this makeshift war. It seemed like we were getting along perfectly, flirting with each other as if the call wasn't recorded.

I took my hand away from the drawing and looked at my finished product. I was extremely proud of it: it looked just like her, the lines were confident and creative and the shading in a cross-hatching technique was on point. I bet she'd like it, I thought. My eyes lifted from the paper as I got an idea. Maybe she would.

Aikido, my Akita Inu, looked at me quizzically and tilted his head, almost as if questioning my decision. "Who knows? Maybe this will be what wins her heart." He yawned in response. "Oh, shut up, Aikido."

...

It had been a few days since I sent the drawings to Sierra, and apparently it went over well. The next time we negotiated she asked everyone to leave the tent and didn't confront me about the drawing, but rather she got friendlier: she started to open up, telling me things about her, showing her soft side, laughing, being careless, even saying that we'd meet one day. Of course, she loved the sketch, but we were still enemies, enemies who were intensely pining for each other and instead of doing something about their attraction they played games from a phone call and flirted shamelessly. Because acting on things was the most difficult thing you could ever do in your life. It requires courage, determination, confidence, and given the circumstances, you needed double these qualities.

And I was getting brave these days. And also a little crazy.

So I started sending her a sketch every other day to tease her. One day it was a sketch of her, the next of Aikido, the next of the police tent, the next of her holding the teddy bear.

It continued like this until she sold out the Government and started working alone. First she stopped by Sergio, which ended up in the ultimate team-up as they were on their own and Raquel was finally out of custody and in the bank. Then she left the Professor alone for a while.

...

I heard a knock on my door and Aikido got up on his feet, startled. I carefully stepped closer and tried to take a peek. My eyes caught a flash of red that I'd recognise anywhere, I immediately knew that was Alicia. I quickly opened the door and she looked at me, almost fazed. After a few seconds, she smiled at me, and said, "I promised you we'd meet, one way or another." I chuckled, moved, and let her in immediately. The second hideout of the heist was none other than my own home, a detached house in the middle of nowhere that the Professor was able to get me. It suited me perfectly, there was room for me and Aikido, hell, it even had an atelier.

"Welcome to my home, Inspectora," I said as she took in her surroundings.

"You don’t have to call me that anymore. Just 'Alicia' will do, sweetheart," she replied, a smirk playing on her lips. I gazed at her sweetly, meanwhile surprised at how my attraction to her had grown from a small infatuation to a full-on crush, and realised she didn't have a baby bump anymore.

"You-you gave birth?"

"Yeah, I did. In the stormwater tank."

"That must have been... uncomfortable."

"Sweetie, I had to blow a Saint Bernard out my ass. It would have been uncomfortable even on a hospital bed."

I couldn’t help but laugh at her joke, and soon enough she joined in. "So, is it a baby boy or a baby girl?"

"Girl. I named her Victoria." She said.

"That's a lovely name." I smiled at her.

"Speaking of names," Alicia leaned back on the table and gazed at me, her tantalising green eyes twinkling with mischief. "What's your name?"

That question took me off guard, as I almost tripped over my own feet while holding a glass of water.

She chuckled at my antics. "Somebody got flustered."

I cleared my throat. "Keep telling yourself that, Alicia." I loved how her name rolled off my tongue so easily.

"So you're not answering?"

"Not for the time being, no," I clicked my tongue and winked at her, mocking her for the first time we met. "I like being called Akita."

"Like the dog?" She asked.

"Actually, like the city. But yeah, also like the dog."

As if on cue, Aikido trotted inside.

"Oh, yeah, this is Aikido." I said briefly as Alicia offered her hand for the dog to smell.

"How adorable, you even have an Akita Inu." She noticed, chuckling when Aikido rubbed himself on her legs for pets.

"Wow, he never does that with anyone," I said in surprise. "Maybe he has a good feeling about you."

"Well, I have the blessing of your dog now, so we can't go wrong, can we?" She joked, scratching his weak spot. Soon enough, she even got his leg going.

"He really must love you," I laughed. "Usually he's very cat-like, I'm surprised he's actually asking to be petted."

"Well, I tend to grow on people." She said charismatically.

"Yeah, you do." I mumbled. "Hey, why don't you get comfortable? I'll make dinner and we could watch something."

"Dinner sounds great, thanks," she sighed in relief and I led her to the couch.

"What do you feel like having?" I asked her.

"Whatever you want, sweetie. Your house, your rules." She replied.

"Okay." I hunted through my fridge, hoping to find something good. I found a few eggs, and enough stuff to make salad. "You must be tired after giving birth and running away from the police. I'll make you something to restore your energies."

"Yeah, it was quite the drama. I've barely had time to breathe," she rested her head on the back of the couch at an angle where she could look at me. "You know, you draw really well."

"Oh, thanks." I accepted the compliment.

"Where did you go to art school?" She asked.

"Madrid Academy of Art," I replied. "How did you know I went to art school?" I immediately felt stupid after asking that question.

"Well, a ton of things gave you away. First of all, your proportions in the sketch of me you sent me. Obviously, your choice of media and type of paper that go well together, and the fact that you used binder to keep the sketch's lightfastness in a quantity that was balanced as to avoid damaging it. Then the smaller things, like your posture, the way you sit, the way you hold things, your hands, your eye for observation, and of course, the unmistakable smell of paint coming from over there..." she pointed at a room on the other side of the house. "...which I assume is your atelier."

"Wow, you're good," I laughed in shock. "And yeah, that is my atelier."

Alicia hummed in satisfaction. I turned around to check on her and she was looking at me in a different way now: her pupils were dilated and she was making puppy eyes at me, batting her eyelashes while pouting. Her eyes asked the question.

"You want to see the atelier?" I asked her, surprised.

"Yeah, I'd love to," she replied.

"You have beautiful eyes," I blurted out, and immediately cringed internally. Maybe I shouldn't have said that.

I heard her get up from the couch and silently step elsewhere. Since I couldn't hear her anymore, I turned around to check on her and found her in front of me in a heartbeat, hovering over me while my back hit the counter. I swallowed thickly and tried to hide my blush, but she noticed right away. Alicia grazed my face with her fingertips, starting at my cheekbone and trailing down my jawline. Her fingers brushed my neck for a split second, sending a shiver down my spine. Then her thumb slowly traced over my bottom lip, her eyes flickering to my eyes and back to my mouth. Her intelligent eyes asked for permission to kiss me, and I gave in without thinking twice.

In a second, Alicia brushed her lips against mine tentatively, with hesitation. She checked on me to see if I was okay, and that was all she needed. Without a second thought, she crashed her lips on mine more eagerly, her hand resting on the back of my head. I cupped her cheek and kissed her back with the same amount of desire.

She pulled away and leaned her forehead on mine, sighing in content. I licked my lips and gazed back at her, clearing my throat out of embarrassment. "That was, um... that was good."

"Good." She said.

The next few minutes were quiet. I cooked while she kept her eyes trained on my every motion, as if to make sure I didn't get hurt. When dinner was ready, I prepared our plates and took her to the couch. She sat down next to me, thanking me for the food. I put my feet up on the table and she followed suit. I turned on the TV, and she looked for a movie to watch together.

"This one?"

"This one."

The evening was quiet. We ate our food, which she really appreciated, by the look on her face, and Aikido stole a couple of pieces as well. About halfway through the movie, Alicia leaned her head on my shoulder, snuggling her body into mine. I froze in place, taken off guard by the action, but honestly I kind of like it.

"Is this okay?" She asked me, noticing the look on my face.

"Of course," I smiled at her and wrapped an arm around her shoulder, pulling her closer to me. I pressed a kiss to the top of her head and felt her melt into the embrace.

"Your hug is so amazing," she sighed. "It makes me feel safe."

My heart leaped out of my chest at that. "You are safe, honey," I kissed her temple lovingly. "I promise."

[fictional-detective-tournament]

List of accepted characters:

This will be updated as I review submissions.

Lord El Melloi II/Waver Velvet from the Fate series

Ranpo Edogawa from Bungo Stray Dogs

Atsushi Nakajima from Bungo Stray Dogs

Osamu Dazai from Bungo Stray Dogs

Doppo Kunikida from Bungo Stray Dogs

Kenji Miyazawa from Bungo Stray Dogs

Junichiro Tanizaki from Bungo Stray Dogs

Kyoka Izumi from Bungo Stray Dogs

Akiko Yosano from Bungo Stray Dogs

Yukito Ayatsuji from Bungo Stray Dogs: Another Story

Ryuu Amakusa from Tantei Gakuen Q

Kyuu Renjo from Tantei Gakuen Q

Megumi Minami from Tantei Gakuen Q

Kintarou Tooyama from Tantei Gakuen Q

Kazuma Narusawa from Tantei Gakuen Q

Lady Love Dies from Paradise Killer

Shinichi Kudo/Conan Edogawa from Detective Conan

Shenanigan Swift from The Swifts: A Dictionary of Scoundrels

Phenomena Swift from The Swifts: A Dictionary of Scoundrels

Erf from The Swifts: A Dictionary of Scoundrels

Tsukauchi Naomasa from Boku no Hero Academia

Carlton Lassiter from Psych

Juliet O'Hara from Psych

Damien Darkblood from Invincible (The TV adaptation)

Shawn Spencer from Psych

Nick Valentine from Fallout 4

Will Graham from Hannibal

Goro Akechi from Persona 5

Neal Caffrey from White Collar

Erin Lindsay from Chicago PD

Aniq Adjaye from The Afterparty

Detective Danner from The Afterparty

Hank Voight from Chicago PD

Antonio Dawson from Chicago PD

Bruce Wayne/Batman from DC Comics

Tim Drake from DC Comics

Julia Argent from Carmen Sandiego

Alvin Olinsky from Chicago PD

Chase Devineaux from Carmen Sandiego

Shikanoin Heizou from Genshin Impact

Beverly Katz from Hannibal

Sam Vimes from Discworld

Herlock Sholmes from The Great Ace Attorney Chronicles

Columbo from Columbo

Hercule Poirot from the Hercule Poirot series

Dick Gumshoe from Ace Attorney

Jay Halstead from Chicago PD

Kim Burgess from Chicago PD

Kevin Atwater from Chicago PD

Adam Ruzek from Chicago PD

Jean-Baptiste Adamsberg from the Commissaire Adamsberg series

Sean Roman from Chicago PD

Llewellyn Watts from Murdoch Mysteries

Sheldon Jin from Chicago PD

Parker Pyne from Parker Pyne Investigates

Karen Vick from Psych

Keith Mars from Veronica Mars

Harley Quin from The Mysterious Mr. Quinn

Ariadne Oliver from the works of Agatha Christie

Burton Guster from Psych

James Gordon from DC Comics

Veronica Mars from Veronica Mars

Nancy Drew from Nancy Drew

Henry Spencer from Psych

Vinnie Van Lowe from Veronica Mars

Chloe Decker from Lucifer

Dan Espinoza from Lucifer

Peter Burke from White Collar

Clinton Jones from White Collar

Reese Hughes from White Collar

Verges from Much Ado About Nothing

Auguste Dupin from the Dark Tales series

Blue from Blue’s Clues

Françoise Dupont from Fantômette

Renee Montoya from DC Comics

Kostas Charitos from the Kostas Charitos Series

Gertrude Loveday from the Ryder and Loveday series

Phryne Fisher from Miss Fisher’s Murder Mysteries

Raquel Murillo from Money Heist

Miss Jane Marple from the works of Agatha Christie

Javert from Les Misérables

Inspector Gadget from Inspector Gadget

Patrick Jane from Mentalist

Daisy Day from Anansi Boys

Joss Carter from Person of Interest

Arthur Lester from Malevolent

Sherlock Holmes from Sherlock Holmes

Juno Steel from the Penumbral Podcast

Lilly Rush from Cold Case

Sherlock Holmes from the Beekeeper’s Picnic

Koichi Zenigata from Lupin III

Loki from Mythical Detective Loki Ragnarok

Hildibrand Manderville from Final Fantasy XIV

Shotaro Hidari from Kamen Rider W

Terezi Pyrope from Homestuck

Hershel Layton from the Professor Layton series

Shuichi Saihara from Danganronpa

Miles "Tails" Prower from The Murder of Sonic the Hedgehog

Kyoko Kirigiri from Danganronpa

Adrian Monk from Monk

Nightbeat from Transformers

L from Death Note

Dale Vandermeer from the Rusty Lake series

Yuma Kokohead from Master Detective Archives: Raincode

Vivia Twilight from Master Detective Archives: Raincode

Saguru Hakuba from Magic Kaito

Benoit Blanc from the Knives Out series

Inspector Cabanela from Ghost Trick: Phantom Detective

Phoenix Wright from Ace Attorney

Nagito Komaeda from Danganronpa

Looker from Pokemon

Kaname Date from AI: The Somnium Files

Makoto Naegi from Danganronpa

Heiji Hattori from Detective Conan

Masumi Sera from Detective Conan

Little Red Riding Hood from Once Upon a Crime

Enola Holmes from Enola Holmes

Detective Pikachu from Detective Pikachu

Tom Barnaby from Midsomer Murders

Riz Gukgak from Fantasy High

Seiji Nanatsuki from Special 7: Special Crime Investigation Unit

Shiori Ichinose from Special 7: Special Crime Investigation Unit

Makoto Date from Yakuza

Richard Castle from Castle

Nick Burkhardt from Grimm

Dr Temperance Brennan from Bones

Catherine Chandler from Beauty and the Beast

Sokka from Avatar: the Last Airbender

Yagami Takayuki from Judgement

Workaholic Detective from Process of Elimination

Stone from City of Angels

Angus McDonald from The Adventure Zone

Gina Lestrade from The Great Ace Attorney Chronicles

Bobby Bronson from Roar

Cellbit from QSMP

Hunch Curios from Mentopolis

Hazel Wong from Murder Most Unladylike

Frog Detective from the Frog Detective Series

Victorique de Blois from Gosick

Gabriel Utterson from The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde

Sherlock Holmes from BBC Sherlock

Jacques Clouseau from Pink Panther

Olivia Dunham from Fringe

Joseph Rouletabille from the Rouletabille series

Daisy Wells from Murder Most Unladylike

Pippa Fitz-Amobi from A Good Girl’s Guide to Murder series

Lisbeth Salander from the Millennium series

Wato Hojo from Process of Elimination

Ideal Detective from Process of Elimination

Renegade Detective from Process of Elimination

Techie Detective from Process of Elimination

Bookworm Detective from Process of Elimination

Posh Detective from Process of Elimination

Doleful Detective from Process of Elimination

Gourmet Detective from Process of Elimination

Rowdy Detective from Process of Elimination

Mystic Detective from Process of Elimination

Downtown Detective from Process of Elimination

Armor Detective from Process of Elimination

Halara Nightmare from Master Detective Archives: Raincode

Mashita Satoru from Spirit Hunter: Death Mark

Dogberry from Much Ado About Nothing

Shi Qiang from The Three Body Problem

Azuma Tsuyuri from Clock Over Orquesta

Cherry Ames from the Cherry Ames series

Leroy "Encyclopedia" Brown from the Encyclopedia Brown series

Lobster Cop from the Frog Detective Series

Sandra the Fairytale Detective from Sandra the Fairytale Detective

Geronimo Stilton from the Geronimo Stilton series

Paul Prospero from The Vanishing of Ethan Carter

Elijah Baley from the Robot series

Dirk Gently from Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency

Suiri from Pop'n Music Lapistoria

Joan Watson from Elementary

Roquier from Puyo Puyo Quest

Holly Short from Artemis Fowl

Jo Martinez from Forever

Alex Parrish from Quantico

Cristóbal Cuevas from Cable Girls

Oskar Rheinhart from Vienna Blood

Emily Prentiss from Criminal Minds

Jane Doe from Blindspot

Dick Grayson from DC Comics

Ziva David from NCIS

Nell Jones from NCIS: Los Angeles

Lou Ransone from 9-1-1

Megan Hunt from Body of Proof

Cal Lightman from Lie to Me

Carrie Wells from Unforgettable

Spy Rise from Skylanders: SWAP Force

Flavia de Luce from the Flavia de Luce series

Camille Bordey from Death in Paradise

Florence Cassel from Death in Paradise

Jessica Jones from Jessica Jones

Charlie Eppes from Numb3rs

Elizabeth Keen from The Blacklist

James Hathaway from Lewis

Vern Loomis from Why Women Kill

Erika Furudo from Umineko

Sissel from Ghost Trick: Phantom Detective

Lafcadio Boone from The Sexy Brutale

Lynne from Ghost Trick: Phantom Detective

Mabel Mora from Only Murders in the Building

Oliver Putnam from Only Murders in the Building

Charles Haden Savage from Only Murders in the Building

Jowd from Ghost Trick: Phantom Detective

Scooby Doo from Scooby Doo

Daphne from Scooby Doo

Fred from Scooby Doo

Velma from Scooby Doo

Shaggy from Scooby Doo

Naoto Shirogane from Persona 4

Fenton Hardy from the Hardy Boys

Ema Skye from Ace Attorney

Natsuko Aki from Re: Cutie Honey

Naomi Misora from Death Note

Sakurako Kujou from Beautiful Bones -Sakurako's Investigation-

MaoMao from the Apothecary Diaries

Vic Sage/The Question from DC Comics

Detective Chimp from DC Comics

Madame Vastra from Doctor Who

Terry from Rune Factory 5

Cecil from Rune Factory 5

Chromedome from Transformers

Xie Lian from Heaven Official’s Blessing

Phosphophyllite from Houseki no Kuni

Sam Spud from Between the Lions

Dana Scully from the X-Files

Fox Mulder from the X-Files

Sherlock Holmes from Elementary

Barbie from the Detective Barbie series

Bill Stork from Hoodwinked

Nicky Flippers from Hoodwinked

Hercule Poirot from Agatha Christie's Great Detectives Poirot and Marple

Ross Sylibus from Armitage III

Kansuke Yamato from Detective Conan

Kirill Vrubel from Double Decker! Doug & Kirill

Data from Star Trek: The Next Generation

Spencer Reed from Criminal Minds

Harrier Du Bois from Disco Elysium

Mário Fofoca from Elas Por Elas

Roxy Hunter from the Roxy Hunter series

Dr. Thomas Silkstone from the Dr. Thomas Silkstone series

Endeavour Morse from the Endeavor series

Vera Stanhope from Vera

Kristin Sims from the Brokenwood Mysteries

Brenda Johnson from The Closer

Rex from Hudson and Rex

Alec Hardy from Broadchurch

Billie Webber from Unit 42

Hannah Zeiler from Murder by the Lake

Sherlock Holmes from Moriarty the Patriot

Helena Wayne from DC Comics

Angel from Angel: The Series and Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Nick Knight from Forever Knight

Navia from Genshin Impact

Luo Wenzhou from Mo Du

Brother Cadfael from the Brother Cadfael Chronicles

Miss Maud Silver from the Miss Silver series

Fei Du from Mo Du

Mitsuko Hoshino from My Dear Detective: Mitsuko's Case Files

Saku Yoshida from My Dear Detective: Mitsuko's Case Files

Jake Peralta from Brooklyn Nine-Nine

Steven Stone from Pokémon

Anthony Lockwood from Lockwood and Co.

Thea Stilton from the Thea Stilton series

Saito Yakumo from Psychic Detective Yakumo

Dipper Pines from Gravity Falls

Pennington from Paper Mario: The Thousand Year Door

Jessica Fletcher from Murder She Wrote

Tetsuo Tsutsumi from Paranormasight: The Seven Mysteries of Honjo

Jun Erio from Paranormasight: The Seven Mysteries of Honjo

Richter Kai from Paranormasight: The Seven Mysteries of Honjo

Abe Lincoln from Who Killed Markiplier?

Steve Carella from the 87th Precinct Series

C. Auguste Dupin from the works of Edgar Allen Poe

Gesicht from Pluto

[nosferatini]

The Season of Nightingales

The first of many weekly chapter updates!

Summary of Work:

In this nice and accurate prophecy of what might emerge after affection’s seed is planted with a kiss, the Second Coming looms large. Aziraphale must keep his vow to fix Heaven before it’s too late, without asking the impossible from Crowley. As the effort is complicated by unexpected friends, an ex-Inspector Constable, a guileful Metatron, and a Heavenly floor full of the blessed dead — Aziraphale and Crowley find navigating their relationship is not mutually exclusive from saving the world from Armageddon.

Chapter 15 - The Book of Life

Chapter Excerpt:

“Raquel,” said Aziraphale, a bit unsteadily, “What…”

“The Book of Life,” she explained from a few paces ahead of him. “The Blessed Dead are about ten floors beneath us, the lift here will take us there. My office is…” she trailed off, seeing his distraction. “I’ll leave you to it.”

“Yes,” he said, without glancing back. “Thank you. I can make my own way from here.”

Distracted by this unexpected calling, he did not notice Raquel loitering beside the open lift, watching with a sort of baffled wonder as the Supreme Archangel began to actively approach the sacred text.

Aziraphale’s eyes, aimed in reverence down the great hall, glittered with its reflection. Subtle gilding on the filigree of the upper arches glinted with light from indefinable sources. The clouded path was warm to the touch as he raised his hand into it. In a trance, as if he were being called toward the other end by a voiceless siren, he stepped forward.

Read The Season of Nightingales Here

[esterzach]

Palermo lit up a cigarette.

The sunset was magical. He looked ahead. Sometimes the magical sunsets were the saddest. His mind wandered to Andres. Then, to his surprise, it moved to Helsinki.

He missed the Balkan bear, he realised it only now with a painful clarity. He had screwed up. The bitterness in him spread, and the unpleasant feeling intensified. Guilt. Something he rarely experienced and he thought he was rid of that damned feeling forever. He got to know him in those few weeks. He had a simplistic view of things. He had been through a lot, too much, and had turned to the simple things in life. He was loyal and protected those he loved with all his might. Martin swallowed hard. Damn, had he gotten sentimental at that age? He would give anything now to show him this dark orange and purple sunset from this porch, here, so close to the sea on the island and share the cigarette with him. But he was alone.

 Until a figure quietly approached him.

He nodded back.

“Do you want to continue? Analysis, I mean.”

It was difficult for him. He would never admit it, but it was hard. He looked at her and his heart sank. She didn't deserve it.

 She was not like them. She was one of those “normal ones” who didn't hurt others. Who loved - purely, completely, Until death. And Sergio, in his stupidity had involved her in something that could have cost her her family and her life. And she had hurt. The idiot didn't see what he had. And how lucky he was.

Raquel shook her head.

“Not now,” she said. The soft, calm tone surprised him.

In their previous conversations these days here in Palawan, there was something in her voice that gave it an edge. She was worried, she was

walking on the edge of circumstances that had exhausted her.

Now her voice was velvety again. He had heard her speak like that. Only to him. A low, melodic sound that caressed the ears and soothed the heart. A voice of a woman in love. Where had that come from? His cynicism usually would take over and some ugliness would invade his thoughts. Andres would have understood him. He had the same inclinations. Love was a romantic idea, but just that - an idea. In reality, it was ugly and carried torture, and pain, and jealousy. It was a bitter feeling, and the mere mortals, the common people never realised its power.

 He handed her the cigarette. The weed was something else.

She shook her head and smiled.

He had seen her smoking before with the girls. Suddenly the serious inspector had transformed into a party girl, singing and dancing furiously. But now he refused.

“Okay. Tomorrow then?”

She nodded. He had observed them. Back in the monastery. Andres’ little brother, and that woman. What a combination. What had she seen in him? She was something else… She was confident, out there, smart and sexy at the same time. She could’ve had it all… And she chose Sergio. Back then he thought he and Andress were night and day. It didn’t make sense. The police inspector didn’t fit there. She wasn’t a stupid criminal to fuck up her life by taking risks and seeking danger, her life was within the rules, and she could fit anywhere. None of the Band could fit in the normal life, or what people called a normal life. She was intelligent, educated and good-looking. She had great social skills. Why the hell was she here? He was aware she didn’t like him. When they first met, he felt her eyes on him, she was reading him, forming an opinion, probably an old habit from her work, or the usual mistrust women often display. It happened fast and Martin thought he had no time to mess with her. There wasn’t a question in her eyes. Later it was confirmed. While she didn’t express it openly, there was always an annoyed look on her face when he was around. For a long time, he would act as the biggest ashole around them. He didn’t care about them. And he wanted to stay that way. For him they were losers. Idiots, he would be bored within a week or two, even if he tried to be polite. So he didn’t. The women usually found him infuriating. Including her. But it was worse. When she heard him speaking, the mild annoyance grew into disgust. And he enjoyed her outrage. Again and again, he would aim his worst jokes seeking a reaction. But he noticed something else. Sergio glared at him with annoyed looks too. He never did that before with Berlin. Sergio would be uncomfortable in some moments but he would laugh it off. Now every time Martin said something about the women, Sergio would throw him a venomous glare. Briefly, almost unnoticeably, but it was there. The nerdy boy had developed a new habit - he was protecting his woman. Martin’s curiosity about her grew bigger. Several times they clashed. Until Sergio got so mad, that Martin experienced the scale of Andres’ little brother’s rage with a hand around his throat and a head shoved to the wall of his bedroom. The quiet whisper to his face and the genuine promise in the words brought fear and admiration. Later on, when he was alone, he would smile. The witch has put a spell on the lonely genius, who avoided close relationships like a plaque. As far as Martin was aware, she owned him. The gang was fucked. Whatever the boy in the hospital pyjama has felt as loyalty for them, now it lies with one person and one person only - the tiny police inspector with the contagious smile. They were fucked. Martin's annoyance almost grew into resentment and hate. But that was back then. At the very beginning.

He turned and looked at her. Her eyes had taken on a golden hue in this light. They were shining. Her skin was glowing.

"Goddess chanced upon the fallen..." crept into his mind.

He raised his hand and caressed her cheek.

She returned the gesture with a smile, tilting her head against his hand.

[pestana-extrana]

El viernes por la noche siempre pasaba en exactamente la misma manera. Había sido así desde su adolescencia - la única diferencia hoy en día era que ella no estaba una de la gente ebriaque, desmayada en la acera - era la persona que la ayudaba. Claro, eso no significaba para nada que no sufría el acoso de los borrachos. Solo llevando puesto su uniforme podía causar que se enfureciera algún hombre, pero no le importaba para nada. Hubo entrenado para esto, y ni un desconocido ni su inútil exnovio le iban a prevenir.

Raquel se dio pausa, y prendió un cigarrillo. Había ignorado el asesoramiento de Alicia otra vez, y otra vez o tenia que presentar una denuncia ante la policía - sus jefes - o permitir que el saliera impune. No era justo, pero la vida era así tampoco. Y, para ser completamente sincera, hubo permitido que le perdiera a ella misma en el torbellino de la relación, en las palabras tiernas, mientras la tormenta bramaba. Había sido por su culpa, todo. La próxima vez, pensaría en el consejo de Alicia detenidamente, como siempre hizo con la evidencia en el trabajo.

Se enfocó a si mismo en la calle, otra vez. Tener la ronda de noche no era su tarea favorita, pero eso no significaba que no hizo falta fomentar un atmosférico de concentración, de autoridad desenfada. Debería ser una figura de inquebrantable apoyo tanto como una abanderada de orden. Tanto como a ella le encantaban los casos complejos, el entrenamiento de negociación, sus viejos ejemplares de libros de detectives - bueno, que bochorno seria si no podía toparse con una noche de fiestas y ganar. Era el nexo del trabajo - al menos para una bisoña.

Entonces, aguantó. Cuando unos jóvenes empezaron a ponerse agitado justo afuera del bufete local, hizo que se movieran, con una orden contundente y, luego, una broma. Así pasó el tiempo.

La luna salio en el cielo, el sonido de gritos y risa resonó por las avenidas, y Raquel siguió caminando. Soñó con un estallido de crimen - a lo mejor un atraco grandísimo - y una situación en que los mejores inspectores no estuvieran disponibles por fechas topes urgentes.

Y, entonces, que? Una llamada, su propia respuesta susurrada (su aceptación, claro) con prisa, y una carpa llena de agentes bajo su propio mando. Ya escuchaba el atracador cogiendo el teléfono, y ya conocía sus propias palabras. Las llevaba haber ensayado toda la vida.

Vocabulario utilizado

salir impune - to go unpunished

presentar una denuncia ante la policía - to file a complaint with the police

fomentar - to foster

detenidamente - thoroughly/carefully

toparse con - to come up against

asesoramiento - advice/counselling

acoso - harrassment

enfurecerse - to get furious/fly into a rage

ebriaque - drunk

desmayar - to faint

ejemplares - copies (e.g. of books)

contundente - blunt/convincing

desenfadado - relaxed/uninhibited

la fecha tope - deadline

inquebrantable - unwavering

el nexo - nexus

tierno - tender

el torbellino - whirlwind

un estallido - explosion

el bufete - firm (law)

bochorno - embarrassment

[readingwithal]

Back to the Garden by Laurie R. King

Laurie King is immensely talented. I have read 20 of her mysteries now, and every single one is different. The details and characters are so intricately twined around the plot. Her books never start to fall into a pattern or a rut. The only thing they have in common is complex characters and a climax that leaves you on the edge of your seat. If you like mysteries, give King a shot.

This book is about a police inspector, Raquel, and the history of a family estate turned event venue. There's a serial killer, a 70's commune, dope, rock bands, and a sliver of a romance.

This was a good book, but it was just that. Which I feel bad saying, but it's not an insult. The book truly is exciting, and I couldn't put it down. It was easy to read, easy to follow, suspenseful, and neatly written. But, as a fan of King, it didn't quite stand out to me like some of her other books, hence the 3.5 stars. An entertaining read, but by no means the best I've ever read.

I also felt the ending was rushed. Abrupt climaxes after a long build up followed by a shot resolution is a classic King move, but this one was a bit too fast for my taste. I felt that maybe 50 more pages at the end to wrap things up would've improved this book. That being said, knowing her writing patterns, I believe that there might be a sequel in the makings for this book. And if it does come out, it might make the quick resolution of this book seem better.

That being said, the characters, as always with King, were out of this world. They were so real and flawed. I looked up the artist Gaddo from the book, only to find she was made up! Every character has a story, a past, feelings, thoughts, and emotions. Not just the main characters. It makes this book, and her others, invigorating.

No one writes London better than King, but she also makes semi-northern California and the estate fantastically vivid. A relaxing and beautiful place to contrast the dark past and undertones of the book. Throughout it's history, the estate changes design, but the beauty of the house and garden stays the same.

I would definitely recommend this book. I wouldn't say it's a book that everyone needs to read, but if you are looking for a good book, check this one out. As I said, it's entertaining and a nice read. It keeps you busy, and when it's done, it's done.

Read more reviews here

[hoidn]

anon frēond asked for Sergio/Raquel and it took too long because i always overthink things sorry.

1. What made you ship it?

the tipping point at which i went from “ah, yes, the narrative is leading me to believe these people will be romantically involved” to “Help, I Am Emotionally Compromised By These People Being In The Same Scene And/Or Talking To Each Other” was when raquel tells sergio about her husband’s abuse in 1x04. raquel is just so vulnerable and real and brave and earnest, and then so utterly surprised by this complete stranger not only believing her but also offering to help her. and obviously the dramatic irony is that we know it’s part of the con, except double dramatic irony because it’s also very much not part of the con. while the professor might have come up with the idea of approaching the inspector as salva to get close to her, sergio is the one who’s beginning to realise just how much he’s underestimated this woman. she’s not just a chess piece to him anymore, not just inspector murillo, but a whole person who’s suffered and continues to suffer under the same system he’s trying to fight.

his face when she puts her hand over his just does something to me. he reminds me of a domesticated animal that’s not feral but also isn’t used to human contact. when someone touches an animal like that, its reaction is exactly like sergio’s: freezing, surprise, confusion. usually the animal will very slowly start to relax when it realises there’s no ill intent in the touch. sergio doesn’t get to that stage because ángel interrupts them, alas. but the way sergio then yanks his hand back as if he’s done something wrong is a very interesting reaction in and of itself. and we know raquel is also feeling some things because when he pulls away, she looks confused and hurt until she notices ángel. (does it seem like i’ve watched the scene many times? because i’ve watched the scene many times.)

2. What are your favorite things about the ship?

as i wrote recently: if you'd told me back in november that i'd become deeply emotionally invested in a relationship that starts off with subterfuge and deceit, then progresses into them chaining each other to pipes and holding one another at gunpoint, finally culminating in the promise of happily ever after, i would've rolled my eyes hard enough to sprain them. on paper the premise is so far away from what i value in relationships (equality, trust, a complete lack of stalking), that if i'd known about it i probably would've never watched the show. 

and i’m so glad i did watch it because it’s one of those rare examples of how good writing makes the unexpected compelling. the very relationship dynamics i ordinarily don’t like are exactly what i love about this ship entirely because of the complexity and nuance of their treatment. trust is my #1 favourite thing and the story of sergio and raquel’s relationship is nothing less than a tour de force exploration of trust in all its permutations. they’re two damaged people who are caught unawares by a bond that grabs them and won’t let go. they have this instinctive level of trust in each other right from the start, and even in their worst moments together, even when they don’t believe they can trust each other, they want to, and even when the trust seems broken, on some deep unconscious level it remains intact. i have a lot of feelings about this!

(like, okay, it’s entirely deliberate that their first conversation in 1x02 and their final conversation in 2x08 both include the question “can i trust you?” and are essentially the complete opposite of each other in every single aspect. just those two exchanges in and of themselves represent an entire essay about the characters and the journey of their relationship mediated through the concept of trust, and i’m such a nerd that i could actually write that essay because i live for this stuff.)

my #2 favourite thing is a woman arriving in a guy’s life and tearing it wide open then mending it just by existing. that pretty much describes every f/m ship i’ve ever had and these two are a particularly concentrated and superb example of the genre. also lbr they are Very Pretty together.

3. Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

honestly, i don’t feel that i know enough about the popular opinions in LCDP fandom to know what’s unpopular. one thing that i’ve noticed, though, at least in a lot of fic i’ve encountered, is the idea that sergio should have punished alberto in some way in order to avenge raquel. for me that’s a hard no. whether or not sergio has thought the situation through, or just instinctively understands it, the fact that he doesn’t take it upon himself to take any action against alberto post-heist is absolutely the best thing he could do for raquel. an abusive relationship strips you of your self-worth, your autonomy, your confidence in your ability to make good decisions. so as difficult and painful as it is for raquel to have to handle all the alberto-related shit herself, someone else just sweeping in and “fixing” it for her (without her knowledge or consent) would simply be another instance in which she’s deprived of control of her own life. now, if at some point sergio asked her if she wanted him to do something about alberto and she said yes, that would be absolutely fine because she’s in charge of making the decision herself. but taking that opportunity away from her is exactly what alberto did and, no matter how well-intentioned sergio’s actions would be, ultimately it’s the same thing.

[lifewithaview]

Pedro Alonso and Itziar Ituño in Money Heist/La casa de papel (2017) Refrigerada inestabilidad

S1E7

A new police plan will make Raquel enter the National Factory of Currency and Stamp, right at the peak of the biggest heist in history. Berlin will be responsible for being the most extravagant host that the inspector has ever seen. What is their plan...

[laineyue]

Liveblogging La Casa de Papel S02E03

Spoiler Alert

1) Nairobi is the only one thinking clearly and professionally in this Heist and I love her.

2) Arturo, you little shit, with all the plans to mess up the Heist.

3) Ugh, Rio you immature idiot.

4) El Professor BAMF moment again but *le gasp* did he mess up?!?!

5) Raquel, Raquel what you gonna do?

6) I lit up when I saw Palawan. (PHILIPPINE ISLANDS GET AWAY) IDK if we have extradition laws... hmmm....

[wasborntobebravee]

devuélveme el amanecer :

[javerts-truncheon]

Me gazing fondly upon my assortment of fem!Javerts:

Sources: x x x x x x

[amysilvas]

the eyes. it’s all in the eyes.

[genderfluidcrowley]

The police in La Casa De Papel season 1 be like:

“There is one impostor among us.”

And then it turns out that the impostor is a pair of glasses...

[tejabp]

नेटफ्लिक्स का मनी हीस्ट सीजन 5: Best 15 पात्र, रैंक किए गए

नेटफ्लिक्स का मनी हीस्ट सीजन 5: Best 15 पात्र, रैंक किए गए

नेटफ्लिक्स का मनी हीस्ट (ला कासा डी पैपेल) प्राणपोषक रहा है। आइए शो के सर्वश्रेष्ठ पात्रों को रैंक करें! netflix मनी हीस्ट शो द प्रोफेसर नामक एक प्रतिभा का अनुसरण करता है क्योंकि वह अपने चुने हुए लुटेरों के समूह के साथ दो मेगा डकैतों को अंजाम देता है, जिन्होंने सभी लोकप्रिय शहरों के नाम ग्रहण किए हैं। रॉटेन टोमाटोज़ पर इसका 100% स्कोर है। शो के बारे में किसी भी क्रिटिक को कुछ भी बुरा नहीं कहना…

[blogjustashygirl]

The way she lights everything up

I believe in Raquel Murillo supremacy hell yeah