#police constables

[rightnewshindi]

HPPSC करेगा 1088 पुलिस कांस्टेबलों की भर्ती, 12वीं पास भी करें आवेदन; यहां पढ़ें पूरी डिटेल

#Jobs HPPSC करेगा 1088 पुलिस कांस्टेबलों की भर्ती, 12वीं पास भी करें आवेदन; यहां पढ़ें पूरी डिटेल

Sarkari Naukari: हिमाचल प्रदेश लोक सेवा आयोग (HPPSC) हिमाचल प्रदेश पुलिस ने कांस्टेबल भर्ती 2024 का विज्ञापन जारी किया है। जो उम्मीदवार रिक्ति के लिए इच्छुक हैं वे HPPSC HP पुलिस कांस्टेबल 04 अक्टूबर 2024 से 31 अक्टूबर 2024 तक ऑनलाइन आवेदन कर सकते हैं। एचपीपीएससी कांस्टेबल परीक्षा 2024 भर्ती से संबंधित जानकारी जैसे सिलेबस, आयु सीमा, योग्यता और वेतनमान के लिए HPPSC की आधिकारिक साइट से ले सकते…

[brienneoftarth1989]

Leave the lights on

Miranda Hilmarson x fem reader

Summary: you had a nightmare in your own apartment. You are screaming and crying in your sleep. Miranda heard you from her apartment and came over to comfort you

Warnings: hurt, comfort, vivid nightmare about death, stabbing

Requests open

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You were running down a dark alley as this shadowed figure ran after you. All you could do was run but you felt like you were getting nowhere. This person was getting closer and closer and there was nothing that you could do about it.

All of a sudden you found yourself stuck at the end of the alley with nowhere to go. You turned around as you rested your back against the wall as the person ran closer and closer and the next thing you found happening was a knife going through your body.

You looked up at the person trying to get a glimpse of the person but you couldn’t make out who it was. Then they twisted the knife inside of you.

Miranda awoke to the sound of muffled cries and screams. She immediately sat up thinking someone was in danger and before she knew what was going on she heard this blood curdling scream. That was it, Miranda jumped out of bed and rushed to get some clothes on.

She ran out of her apartment to try and hear where the sound was coming from and that’s when she realised it was coming from your apartment. You and Miranda have become quite close as friends since you moved in to the apartment complex and the two of you have always spent so much time together.

That’s why Miranda was so concerned when she realised that the screams were coming from your apartment. Miranda was quick to kick the door in and run straight to find you expecting to find some intruder.

Instead she found you curled up in your bed rocking back and forth with tears in your eyes. Miranda slowly turned the light on before making her way closer to you. “Hey y/n, what’s the matter? I heard you screaming from my apartment. Is there someone here? Did someone try to hurt you?” She asked you as she sat down next to you in the bed.

“No…I had a bad dream” you admitted as you tried to comfort yourself. “Oh darling, it’s ok, it’s not real. It’s all over now” Miranda said as she brought you closer to her body allowing you to rest on her chest. You immediately started crying once again.

“Do you want to tell me what happened in your dream?” Miranda asked, wondering if it was something she could help with. “I was being chased in the dark and I ended up running down an alley which led to a dead end. The figure that was chasing me eventually trapped me there before stabbing me in the chest. I tried to see who it was but that’s when they twisted the knife and I woke up” you told her sobbing.

“Oh sweetheart. It’s ok. It’s going to be ok. It was just a dream. It wasn’t real. I’m here now. It’s going to be ok” she told you, trying to reassure you. “Please don’t leave me alone” you muttered not wanting to let go of Miranda.

“Don’t worry sweetheart. I won’t. How about I make us some popcorn and we can watch a nice happy film” Miranda suggested which made you smile. “That sounds like a good ideal you muttered as you watched Miranda stand up to head to your kitchen.

“Can you leave the light on?” You asked suddenly, scared that something is gonna get you once it goes dark. “Of course y/n” Miranda smiled as she then left the room. You could still feel the shaking and the anxiety taking over your body and you just needed to find a way to relax.

You could hear Miranda sorting stuff out in the kitchen and then you heard the microwave start and not long after you heard the sound of the popcorn popping. Not long after Miranda came through with a big bowl of popcorn and two cans of Coke that she had got from the fridge.

Hope this is ok she said as she climbed back into bed with you and placed the popcorn between you before handing over the can of drink. “I hope this is ok. Now let’s find a nice calming film to watch” Miranda smiled as she grabbed the firestick remote and turned on the tv.

Miranda found Disney+ and put on zootropolis. Yes it is a kids film but it was something calm and wouldn’t scare you. The two of you happily sat there eating popcorn and watching the film.

Considering it was 2 in the morning you thought you or Miranda would have fallen asleep by now but you seemed to be wide awake. When the film finished you looked over at Miranda who now looked like she was struggling to sleep.

“Can we put Lilo and Stitch on?” You asked Miranda as you cuddled up with her. “Yeah of course” she groggily said as she put it on the tv. You decided you needed to at least try and sleep. So you rested your head on Miranda before closing your eyes and drifting back off to sleep.

Hopefully you wouldn’t have another awful dream but at least Miranda is here to protect you. The next thing you knew was that you were waking up in your nice warm bed. The thoughts of last night came flooding into your brain which only made you smile.

You looked next to you expecting to see Miranda but you were disappointed to find the bed empty. You pulled yourself out of bed and dragged yourself into the kitchen to make yourself a coffee.

That was where you found Miranda with two cups of coffee and a plate of waffles for the both of you. “Aww Miranda. You didn’t have to make breakfast. I thought you had left to be honest” you laughed slightly.

“Nah I couldn’t leave you after last night so I decided to make you some breakfast. I want you to know y/n I am here for you any time of day. Just remember that ok” she smiled at you as you sat down and took a bite of your breakfast.

“Thanks Miranda. Trust me I won’t forget” you smiled at her. “Now come on. Once you have eaten and gotten yourself ready we are heading to the zoo. We need to put some happy thoughts in your brain” Miranda laughed.

You couldn’t help but laugh at what Miranda had said and you couldn’t wait to get to the zoo. Today was going to be a good day after all.

[fetishdaddyissues]

Police constable has a bad day today, better not be noticed!

[becky-7750]

This is my first time drawing Muriel so I haven’t really got a design for them yet but they’re so fun to draw! I actually really like this one for once so I definitely need to draw them more. This has made me consider drawing every single GO character once I'm done with this challenge 🤔

Day 17 - Inspector Constable

[ilmapatsas]

ok but a small town murder mystery au (:

[pedroam-bang]

Hot Fuzz (2007)

[rebeccaajc93]

This is the drawing of the new character from Wallace and Gromit: Vengeance Most Fowl (2024) called Police Constable Mukherjee.

[democraticelectorateoflivonia]

Ministry of Internal Affairs

[whats-in-a-sentence]

"I think I should look to have a word with you presently, Mr. Sherlock Holmes," said he. "Now, Mr. McFarlane, two of my constables are at the door and there is a four-wheeler waiting." The wretched young man arose, and with a last beseeching glance at us he walked from the room.

"The Illustrated Sherlock Holmes Treasury" - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

[hag-o-hags]

I feel like an ACTUAL crazy person because I cannOT be added to care about Dune the books, I actually REALLY enjoyed the first movie, and I'm apparently the only person on this ecologically diverse planet that didn't care for the second one?

(except thank god it's not a reactionary pearl clutching right wing asshole with the media literacy of a compost heap who is the only one who agrees with me, GLASS ONION.) (The compost heap and i came to the same conclusion from completely different directions. I am still mad about it.)

I really don't care for our man Timcham. I am apparently also a Very Bad Gay because I'm pretty entirely exhausted by Florence Pugh and Anya Taylor Joy. (Please. Please cast a different lady in ANYTHING. Is this because I'm not with It? Did gen x feel this way about idk Kiera Knightly and Anne Hathaway?)

BUT PUTTING ALL OF THAT ASIDE, the back third of the movie felt. Choppy? Like you know that really specific feeling where you're about 17% too stoned and it's goddamn hard to keep hold of the thread and you're like WHAT? OKAY. WE'RE HERE NOW? WHAT DID I MISS? WHAT HAPPENED TO THAT LAST THING? I GOTTA JUST HOLD ON AND I'LL PICK UP THE CONTEXT CLUES*. That's what it felt like. Again, I don't Dune. I know Paul is a special boy. I know we ride worms. I know the name Harkonnen. I'm going slightly out of my mind trying to understand if I MISSED something or if we're just making up a lot of prophecies IMMEDIATELY before fulfilling them.

I liked parts of it a LOT, but compared to the How Sceptical I Was Vs How Much I Enjoyed It ratio of the first movie it just can't stand up.

Point being, he's not the Messiah he's a very naughty boy, team Zendaya, Paul is a fucking dick, Jessica is a MIL from zesty heck.

[stiwfssr]

Contraband Police

[brienneoftarth1989]

Undercover part 12

Miranda Hilmarson x fem reader

Previous / Series

Summary: You had been in prison for a year. You were still living your gang life and were now one of the toughest gangs in the prison. You got a surprise visitor by the person who got you sent here, yet you couldn’t be made

Warnings: Prison life, gangs

Requests open

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How has it been a year already? One whole year since you had been incarcerated and yet you still had a lifetime ahead of you. When you first arrived at the prison you knew deep down that you needed to gain respect fast otherwise it would be hell for you.

So that was exactly what you did. Most people actually knew who you were due to the social media coverage of what happened at the warehouse so a lot of the inmates naturally gravitated towards you.

Before long you were recruiting more and more inmates to be a part of your gang as you sold drugs through the prison without being discovered by the prison officers. It wasn’t too bad for yourself as you got to socialise with your fellow inmates as well as getting rec time.

You also got yourself a job in the canteen serving food. This was great as it meant the money you earned could be put towards getting stuff from the commissary. Unfortunately, you didn’t earn that much which means you have to save up quite a bit. But being the leader of the prison gang did have some perks.

If you ever did need anything then your fellow inmates would happily buy it for you no questions asked. You had finally settled into your new home, however part of you still broke for Miranda. You haven’t heard or seen anything from Miranda. You just hoped that she was doing alright.

You were awoken from your bed by the sounds of the guards walking past and banging on your door. You would never get used to waking up this way. Plus they always woke you up at a ridiculous time in the morning.

Like what is the point. It’s not like you had to be anywhere. You dragged yourself out of bed as you put on your prison uniform. You then stood by your door as you waited for them to unlock it. When you hear the click you open the door before heading down to the canteen to start your job.

Breakfast consists of a portion of porridge, a slice of toast, some scrambled eggs and water. It wasn't the worst breakfast you have ever had but it still wasn’t the best. When you got to the canteen you put on your hairnet and apron and waited for the first wave of inmates.

You were in charge of giving out the scrambled eggs today. You headed to your station and waited. It wasn’t long before the canteen was full of inmates as you served them breakfast. “Morning boss” one of your many crew mates said to you as you secretly gave them an extra scoop of eggs.

“You better eat that quickly. I don’t want everyone to know I’m giving extra food to my gang members” you whispered as you let out a little laugh. “No worries boss” they said as they already started to eat the extra eggs you had given them.

You continued on with your job as you fed the entire prison their breakfast. When breakfast was over you helped clean down before grabbing something for yourself to eat. You were absolutely starving.

You like everyone else also had toast, porridge, scrambled eggs and water before then helping the kitchen staff clean down. As you were just one of the servers you were able to head back to your dorm block while the cooks stayed behind and started prepping lunch.

When you did finally get to your block you headed straight to your cell to try and get a little sleep as you were still so tired. Thankfully the guards left the doors unlocked which meant you didn’t have to wait for them to let you in during the day.

You immediately laid down in your bed as you let your eyes close shut. All you needed to do was just fall asleep which was hard with the constant noise and the lights being on. You took off your top before putting it over your head trying to block out some of the light.

Just as you thought you were finally going to fall asleep you heard a knock on the door. You sighed deeply before pulling your top away from your head and looking towards the door. There stood one of your crew mates clearly wanting to ask you something.

“What’s up? You look petrified” you asked them. “One of the other blocks got caught with drugs and they are doing a sweep of the whole prison” they told you terrified. That immediately got your attention . “Get me the drugs that we still need to sell. I have an idea” you told them.

They immediately rushed off to gather it while you thought of a plan. When they finally came back with the drugs you put them in another baggie before shoving it up into your pussy. You never thought in your lifetime you would be hiding drugs there.

It wasn’t long before guards were coming around and tossing your cells apart and making you show them your feet to prove you didn’t have any contraband hidden in your shoes.

Thankfully your block was smart and no one was caught which helped in your favour. Once the guards had left you started sorting out your cell again before removing the drugs from your body. You quickly rinsed the bag off before hiding it again in your cell.

You could finally breathe now that it was over. You were just about to lay back in bed when a guard came by. “Y/n you have lunch duty. You better head to the canteen before you're late” they told you sternly.

You dragged yourself back out of bed as you took yourself back to the canteen. Lunch today consisted of what looked to be beans and pasta with a fish cake on the side. It didn’t look nice or nutritious. You were giving out the fish cakes today which meant you couldn’t give extra out.

This was because the guards would notice the extra fish cakes on each tray. You got through the lunch rush before once again giving yourself some lunch. You gave yourself some extra pasta purely because you weren’t too big on the fish cakes they gave out. Once you had eaten you once again helped clear up before heading back to your cell.

Now you are going to try and get some sleep. You once again settled into bed and just as you were about to drift off you got another knock on your door. Something was against you today and didn’t want you to sleep. “Oh for fuck sake! Now what?” you moaned as you sat up again.

“There is no need for that. You have a visitor” the guard told you as they waited for you to sort yourself out. You haven’t had a single phone call or visitor since you have been here. Who on earth could it be? You thought to yourself. The guard escorted you down to the visitation room and was shocked to see Miranda sat at one of the tables.

You blinked thinking that you might be seeing things. She was still there. You went to sit down opposite her, shocked that she was even here in the first place. “What are you doing here?” You asked Miranda as you sat down.

“Isn’t it obvious? I’ve come to see you” she laughed a little. “Well yeah I get that but why come and see me after everything that I did to you” you sighed as you looked down at your hands.

“Yeah, I know that our time together wasn’t exactly brilliant but I wanted to see how you had been doing since the trial” she told you with a soft voice. “Well let’s see. I’m in prison Miranda and I’m going to die here. So I wouldn’t say I’m doing overly great” you said sarcastically.

“Maybe this was a mistake” she said as she went to stand up. “Wait! I’m sorry. Prison has changed me. You got to stand up for yourself or people treat you like shit. I know you are just checking in to see how I’m doing” you sighed as Miranda perched herself back on the chair.

“Let’s see. Well I’ve got a job as I need money for commissary. I serve food in the kitchen at breakfast, lunch and dinner. It is quite nice actually as it gives me something to do each day” you said as you smiled at Miranda.

“I’m still keeping up with my gang life. I’m respected around here which is always a good thing to have in prison. No one messes with me. But I do miss my freedom and I miss you. I tried to blame you for what happened but I realised that you were just doing your job and if I should be mad I should be mad at myself” you sighed.

“Why should you be mad at yourself?” Miranda asked. “Because I should have checked you out more seriously and I should have seen the signs you were a cop. But instead I followed my heart instead of my head. Anyway that’s everything about me. What have you been up to?” You asked her.

“Well I’m still working for the police department. I’m trying to become a detective. I’m not really interested in undercover work since what happened between us. I’m in therapy as well, trying to deal with my PTSD but other than that I guess I can say I’m doing alright” Miranda said as she fiddled with her hands.

“Well I’m glad to see you moving further in your field of expertise. I’m sorry that I’ve caused you to have PTSD though but I guess that's something I knew could happen. But I do have one question though Miranda” you told her.

“Yeah, what is it that you wanted to ask?” She asked curiously. “What is it that you really want? Like why come and see me after all this time just to catch up?” You asked, wanting to know what she really wanted.

“I don’t want anything y/n. If anything I wanted to say goodbye to you properly” she said as she looked into your eyes. “I’m moving in order to pursue my dream of becoming a detective. Plus my therapist said that I should maybe speak to you before I leave” Miranda continued.

“What did they want you to talk to me about?” You asked curious as to where she was going with this. “Look I guess what I wanted to say is that I forgive you. I forgive you for everything that happened and everything that you did to me. And I’m sorry for infiltrating your gang. I guess part of what happened to me is my fault too” Miranda told you as you just looked at her.

“It’s not your fault Miranda. You were just doing your job. I’m sorry for everything I put you through and I’m just glad you are able to finally move forward with your life. I just want you to know there isn’t a day that goes by when I don’t think of you. I just hope that you can live a good life after everything I did to you” you sighed as you went to take her hand but quickly pulled back as you knew the guards would flip out.

“I forgive you y/n even if it did cause me a load of trauma” she said as she let out a small laugh. “Goodbye Miranda” you smiled at her as you stood up to leave. “Bye y/n. Stay safe in there. I don’t want to see that you died in there” she said seriously.

“I will, don’t worry” you told her as you turned around and made your way back into the main prison. You were escorted back to your cell before you finally got back into bed to try and have a sleep. You fell asleep smiling that Miranda came to say goodbye once and for all.

[fetishdaddyissues]

[belongstocaptaindoyle]

Martin McCreadie as Sergeant Doyle (S1 E05) Hildebrandt's Starling - The Alienist

[if-you-fan-a-fire]

"URGE HABITUAL CRIMINALS BE GIVEN LIFE SENTENCES," Toronto Star. July 7, 1943. Page 34. --- Resolution Asking For Mandatory Term To Be Discussed by Police Chiefs --- A resolution asking mandatory life sentences for "habitual" criminals will be discussed today by the Chief Constables' association of Canada in convention at the Royal York hotel.

After delivering a paper in which he called the "repeater" criminal "the greatest menace to the war effort," Chief Constable Samuel Newhall of Peterboro presented the resolution. It urged that any man convicted twice within a five-year period for any major crime such as shopbreaking, safebreaking, armed robbery and picking pockets, be held in penitentiary for life; that no judge or magistrate be allowed to give bail to any repeater criminal until after the preliminary hearing and that no concurrent sentence be allowed a prisoner who commits a crime while he is out on bail.

The resolution, if acted upon, would be similar to the Baums law in U.S., upon which third offenders are given life sentences.

In his address Chief Newhall explained the mandatory life sentence would not be urged for those "of weak moral fibre who are carried away by sudden temptation."

Drop Stupid Methods "The punishment of crime falls short of what it should be," he declared. "We should shake free once and for all from the present stupid methods applied in the punishment of crime."

The war effort meant nothing to the habitual criminal who doesn't hesitate to steal victory bonds and won't work at any war work when he is released from penitentiary, Chief Newhall added.

"A stronger backbone is needed to reduce the cost of crime to this country," he declared. "When I see a prisoner getting a light sentence, I feel they are not getting British justice. I often wonder if judges and magistrates take into consideration what crime does to the victim.

"There is no need for any man today to be in crime to make a living. The habitual criminal seldom reforms. Whoever heard of a pick- pocket or safebreaker reforming: I never did."

Thirty Convictions Chief Constable D. C. Draper, of Toronto, said the convention should turn its complete attention to the resolution. He told of the recent release of a man with a record of 30 convictions. "Think of a man of this type being allowed to ply his trade in this country," he said. "This type won't work. Why should they prey on society?" He urged the convention to attempt "to put teeth into legislation to force the issue possibly through selective service."

George A. Shea, secretary of the association, said the remission branch at Ottawa was doing the best job possible under the circumstances. He urged that when chiefs of police learn what efforts are being made to have a convict paroled they should communicate their views.

[speedbird1987]

As a welcome gift, I would like to share my art of PC Malcolm Williams from Fireman Sam with the Metropolitan Police prior to the establishment of the Pontypandy Police Force and Firefighter Ellie Phillips also from Fireman Sam as they are in the Guard of Honour saluting their brothers and sisters who are gone in the Line of Duty.