#police oc

[maned-wo1f]

oc things

[keikahri]

had this idea for a long time and what a great way to introduce my ocs ruby (vampire) and austin (police)

[dark-twist-fairytales]

I drew Malli once again. He sometimes babysits Timmy Stone.

They often go around the aquarium or the museum both of them love it. Now, a little bit of facts about Malli:

-The reason why his eye is closed is due to him smiling.

-He loves sea life and prehistoric things

-He isn't very chatty, but with Timmy, they could go on for hours

-9 times out of 10, Malli carries a camera for himself to take pictures

-Timmy is the only person to see Malli without his mask on, but found it weird since he was used to Malli WITH a mask on

^-Malli took no offense to this comment as he thinks the same

-Malli loves children, and has some sort of ability to calm children down if need be

^-While good with children, he is socially awkward talking to adults outside of work talk

[madbadash]

I have very spontaneously decided that I wanted to try a much more shape language based style, and here's some of the experimentation I did with it. Featuring 3 OCS that I haven't shown on this page yet and Purity!

[elklikeshoneysandwiches]

A late night walk with Detective Di Marco

[locusfandomtime]

The maths fandom is wild. “Real” and “imaginary” numbers? I think you mean canon and non-canon. You guys seriously go “this is my number oc his name is i and he is the square root of -1” when in numbers canon lore it’s actually impossible to square root a negative but sure whatever. “Complex numbers”? I think you mean a character x oc ship. “f(x) = 3x - 5”? That is self-insert fanfiction.

[cheekinpermission]

Riddle Rosehearts does not approve of potty mouths >:(

You're here! | Pt. 2 | Pt. 3 | Pt. 4 | Pt. 5 | Pt. 6 | Final

[obsessivevoidkitten]

And The Law Won

Yandere Police Officer x Gender Neutral Reader (CW: Imminent noncon, coerced oral sex, cum swallowing, handcuffing, kidnapping, chloroforming, general yandere behavior, abuse of power, DILF) Word Count: 754 (Drabble that became a minific, deleted due to typo that had already been reblogged a lot. Hope you all enjoy)

It all started when you were driving home late one night. You had been held up at work and all of the roads were pretty clear at this hour, you hadn’t encountered even a single car on the road the entire time. So you didn’t really see much harm in running a red light or two. But almost immediately after you had, even at 3 in the am a police car was on your tail, seemingly materializing out of nowhere. You pulled over and waited for the inevitable ticket. This was just great. You were already so behind on bills and the tickets were ridiculous. You sighed in defeat as you rolled down your window while thinking to yourself that you would never financially recover from this. The officer approached your window, a tall and fairly muscular looking older gentleman. He was a grizzled bear of a man who appeared to be in his mid 40s. His voice was deep and authoritative. “I am Hewlett, the chief of police. Do you know why I pulled you over?” “I ran a red light…” You said meekly, unable to meet the intense gaze of his eyes. “You ran two red lights,” he corrected harshly. He could see you look even farther away in embarrassment and shame, you clearly dreaded the ticket that was about to come your way and would probably go pretty far to avoid it. Times were hard. And he had gotten pretty good at telling how far an individual would go to avoid a hefty fine. “I am afraid I am going to have to write you two tickets.” You were fucked, you could never afford two separate tickets! He smirked. “Or…” He started. And before you knew it he was on the other side of the vehicle, where your car would shield him from any potential passersby, with you sitting in the passenger seat. Your head bobbing back and forth on his cock. Now you knew why the Chief of Police, someone of such a high rank, was doing traffic stops at an out of the way light. He ran his strong calloused hands through your hair as you dutifully blew him. The warmth felt amazing. You were pretty good at this. Your jaw hurt, but it was worth it to avoid two tickets. Something about you made his heart beat faster. Maybe it was the way you looked up at him intermittently to read his face to tell if you were pleasing him, maybe it was just the way you carried yourself, or just how obedient you were and how easily you melted to his desire. Whatever it was didn’t matter really, he just knew he needed more of you. His balls tensed and his cock throbbed, suddenly your mouth was full of his cum. He held both sides of your head and spoke one more command. “Swallow.” You did without hesitation, even though the lingering flavor made you feel dirty. Even after you got home and washed your mouth out twice over. The next time you drove home you made sure to take a new route. Even though it was 15min. longer. But it wouldn’t help you now. Hewlett had your license plate info. A few nights later, when you were watching some youtube videos to relax after work, you heard a sudden crash at your window. You went to investigate, thinking maybe the neighbor’s cat had knocked over another one of your terracotta flower pots. Your window was smashed open. You turned around to rush out the door. At best there was a vandal in your neighborhood, at worst someone had broken in. It was the latter. As you ran you smacked right into Hewlett, his all black attire barely visible in the shadows. He grabbed you and pressed a rag to your face. You were out cold quickly. When you woke up your head was killing you and your thoughts were fuzzy. It took a good few minutes to completely be aware of what was happening to you. You were handcuffed to a bed in a room that looked like it had been sound proofed. Hewlett stood over you grinning, grinding his lubed cock into your entrance as those rough hands of his rubbed your thighs. “Oh good, you’re awake. Now we can begin~” You struggled weakly against the cuffs. But it was no use. You thought you were fucked when you were about to receive two tickets, but no. Now you were truly about to be screwed.

[arrimorr]

My ocs, Sir and Ser, aka the eldritch malevolent policemen 😔

[mtsodie]

normal functioning (?) adult versions of these guys ... weh

[muppet-facts]

Muppet Fact #1255

Miss Piggy owns a pair of custom designed Louboutins. They were created in 2011 for The Muppets. She wore the shoes at many promotional events and the film's opening. The shoes were later put on display at El Capitan Theatre in an exhibit called "Miss Piggy's Couture Collection."

Sources:

The Muppets World Premiere. November 12, 2011.

Late Night with Jimmy Fallon. November 16, 2011.

El Capitan Theatre. "Miss Piggy's Couture Collection." 2011.

Academy Awards. February 26, 2012.

Fashion Police. March 30, 2012.

[dark-twist-fairytales]

1. I think I have a new art style

2. I caved and made an OC

The notes read:

*Malli Till He/Him

*short for Malcolm*

City Cop, Lazy Eyes, Hates Stares, Doesn't Like Being a Cop, Makes Coins, Likes Smol Things

The pic in the bottom left has him holding a small barrel

The pic in the middle is him saying "Stop Staring Please"

And the coin says "Friend Coin" with a cat nose and whiskers

-

I don't exactly know why I started crafting Malli, but I find him adorable. The lazy eye was an accident at first, but I liked the idea, so I kept it.

[sky-high-standards]

Yandere police officer x reader

Yandere police man~ Who was your childhood friend and had known and loved you longer than any of your other friends.

Yandere police man~ Who vowed to protect you always and promised he'd always look after you.

Yandere police man~ Who never liked how you always made you friends so quickly but the thing that kept him sane was knowing that he knew more about you then they'd ever know.

Yandere police man~ Who became a police officer solely to truly be able to protect you from any sort of harm and would always stalk keep an eye on you while he was on patrol.

yes and keeping an eye on you totally includes watching you sleep and change from your window

Yandere police man~ Who is furious to find out you have a partner that isn't him and finally snaps.

Yandere police man~ Who uses his high position to frame your partner for a crime they didn't commit and gets them thrown in jail.

oh (partners name) did that I'm so sorry you have to go through this sweetheart how could they do such a thing :(

Yandere police man~ Who comes up like your knight in shining amour after your partner is in jail consoling you and comforting you.

I'm so sorry sweetheart but don't worry I'll always protect you and I'll do anything to keep it like that~

sry this is just a draft may delete it

[whimsyvixen]

Ooh would you ever do a piece on like a riot cop/riot suppression officer? Just a big burly guy with a face covering helmet that wants nothing more than to pound some law and order into the mc

Men in uniform always have clutching my pearls. Abuse of authority kink makes me one sick woman but I can't help my desires. I want to be held down by a strong man, especially by one that is hellbent on putting me in my place~~⛓️😩

You have a very peculiar head on those shoulders, darling. I absolutely love it~ 🖤♥️. You actually gave me a bit of motivation to doodle something for this idea of yours. I can't offer you a story so this drabble is the best I can give you. I hope you like it ✌️💋💋💋!!

~

Red Velvet

Rating: 18+

Pairing: Riot police officer x female reader

⚠️ WARNINGS/TAGS⚠️: explicit content, yandere, dark smut, rape/non-con elements, forced orgasm, unprotected sex, mating press, forced breeding, slapping, dacryphilia, degradation, dirty talk.

You're shrieking and sobbing from the exquisite fucking being forced on you. It was too much! I couldn't do this anymore. You're trying to shove him away and pleading for him to be more gentle, your squirming doing little to disrupt the tempo of his pistoning hips.

Desperately, you threw your hand forward with all your might and your fist connected with his face. He let out a grunt of pain, holding his nose with one hand while he held you down with the other hand to pin you to the floor. Seeing him gingerly touch his nose to determine the damage, your struggles renewed to get away from him. Suddenly, a vicious backhand twisted your head to the side, your stunned face breaking out in more tears from the sting on your cheek.

"The hard way it is then," there is a vacant look in his eyes as he stares down at you, making you dread what he had in store for you. He is quick to grab the back of your knees, pushing them to your chest to fold you into a more obscene position.

He doesn't give you time to formulate a protest before your high pitched cries echo across the room once more as he jackhammers into your poor abused pussy, the filthy squelch of cock piercing the walls of your womanhood audible over the repeated slap of wet flesh clashing against one another. Tears blur the image of the riot police officer above you, his black attire pristine if not for the blood smeared across it.

Those poor people. They didn't deserve it and here you were, allowing the monster responsible for their deaths pound away at your insides like a common whore.

"I'm almost there, you rebellious little bitch," he hissed over you, his serpentine eyes fixated on his cock plundering the heated depths of your pussy. His brows scrunched in near pain as your cunt strangles his dick, your walls gripping the rod of flesh so tightly that it was almost hard to pull out of you when he shifted his hips back.

"I'm cumming inside this tight little pussy." He chuckled at your horrified expression, bringing one gloved hand down to rub your swollen clit tenderly before pinching it between his fingers. The action had your hips thrusting up, a mortifying moan escaping your lips as you shook from the painful pleasure. Your eyes rolled back as he continued applying pressure to your sensitive nub, your mind no longer coherent as your body became a slave to his touch. Your hips started grinding shyly into his thrusts, unable to resist the decadent pleasure of a dick stretching your cunt and kissing your womb with every deep thrust.

"Good girl, let's end this, yeah?" He murmured sweetly, his harsh breathing muffled behind his mask. "I can feel my balls tightening up. Get ready for my load, bitch. You'll be drowning in it soon enough."

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

this is dedicated to the lovely anon in my inbox who later asked me to not respond to their ask, and also to anybody out there who could use this little reminder today: there’s no such thing as “too far / too much / too gory / too dramatic / too graphic / too problematic” when it comes to writing fictional stories or making any type of fictional content.

go crazy. go wild. don’t let the fear of your work being “too far” hold you back from creating the story that you love, and don’t let anyone — especially strangers on the internet — tell you your in-real-life moral compass can ever be judged by the art you created that is entirely fictional.

you do nothing wrong as long as you tag your works with proper trigger warnings, so that your audience can decide for themselves whether or not they want to go ahead and enjoy the art you create.

it’s fictional. it’s a form of art, and it’s your creation. be as wild as you want.

don’t hold back.