#cute cop

[service4cops]

Who's a pretty boy then?

The uniform comes with many privileges, like the ability to unzip and be serviced on demand, as this stud was about to find out.

[swordmaid]

brienne the blue 🌙🌞

[laurens-german]

ERIC WINTER as TIM BRADFORD in THE ROOKIE 4.01 'Life and Death'

[lena-in-a-red-dress]

Blue and Fire Engine Red, Pt 1

(The Firefighter/Cop AU)

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Kara knows her local fire station. How could she not? Being a field sergeant for NCPD, not a week goes by that she’s not at a scene with a ladder, engine or ambulance. Even so, when Engine 13 pulls up on the scene of an apartment fire, a new face comes to get a sit-rep. She’s sure the woman asks some very good questions, but only one word fires across Kara’s mind and out of her mouth.

“M-march?”

The firefighter’s brow furrows. “Sorry?”

God her voice is as beautiful as she is.

“Sorry, what was the question?” Kara stammers.

“I asked how many were still inside?” The woman is clearly still befuddled by Kara’s blurt, but she stays on topic.

Kara clears her throat. “We think three. One is a three year old on the third floor with her mother.”

The firefighter nods. “Thank you, Sergeant,” she says with that same throaty voice. She turns to her crew and begins issuing orders. Kara notes that the men– and all of them are indeed men– launch into motion without question. Huh. Kara files that information away for later.

Kara’s job is done. She steps back to help with crowd control, leaving the rescue team to do their job. She trusts they know what they’re doing, she knows they do. But she can’t help the way her jaw clenches when they file through the smoking door, Firefighter March in the lead.

She can’t believe she did that. March?! Absolutely no one needs to know her familiarity with the NCFD annual calendar. She’d purchased one for the charity of it all, but the moment she’d seen the portrait for March she’d been done for. Let’s just say it’s been March for the past four months.

She must be a transfer from another station, Kara figures. Her image in the calendar confirms that much, let alone the authority she carries within her station's crew. Kara can only hope March doesn’t make the connection between the calendar and Kara’s word vomit.

That hope is dashed after March re-emerges with a middle-aged woman slung over her shoulders (with her comrade carrying the three year old steps behind her) and the fire is reduced to little more than heat and smoke. After passing the mother over to the paramedics, March catches her gaze and approaches, lifting her helmet free of her head to reveal mussed dark hair.

March grins, tucking her helmet under her left arm. “Sergeant,” she greets. “I missed your name earlier.”

“Danvers,” Kara returns, accepting March’s extended hand in a handshake. “Kara Danvers. Welcome to the neighborhood.”

“I appreciate that,” comes the easy response. “I’m Lieutenant Reilly.” 

Kara arches her brow. “Lieutenant?”

“Lena,” she gets with a burst of laughter. “A pleasure.”

For a moment there’s a beat of silence as Kara finds herself tongue-tied. Lieutenant Reilly– Lena– is somehow even more gorgeous sweating with a smudged face and fuzzy hair. Luckily, Lena isn’t nearly so daunted.

“You know,” she says, “being new to the area, I could use a recommendation for a good bar.”

Ohhhhhh, jeezus. Kara recognizes the flirt for what it is, and it fills her belly with butterflies. But she wasn’t made sergeant yesterday. She knows how to give it back.

“I’m sure your guys could point you in a few directions.” She folds her arms over her chest with a teasing smile.

“Ah, but they’re not nearly so cute.”

Lena’s head tilts invitingly, and Kara has no intention of drawing this out.

“Well, then, when can I pick you up?”

Lena beams. “I’m on shift until Sunday. Why don’t you stop by the station tomorrow so we can compare calendars?”

Kara freezes. Oh no, oh no, oh–

“I might even sign yours if you ask nicely.”

Lena shoots her a parting wink before sauntering off. Kara’s cheeks flush as she watches her go. Only when she’s sure Lena is engrossed with packing up her team does Kara finally radio her status back to the dispatcher. Almost instantaneously, she gets back the report of a robbery nearby.

“This is Danvers, Unit 1P4 responding.”

[carlos-in-glasses]

I asked Rafael Silva who the big spoon is out of TK and Carlos. This is his giggly response. ❤️🩷🧡💛💚💙🩵💜❤️🩷🧡💛💚💙🩵💜

Reblogs welcome but please do not repost.

[vertigoartgore]

Judge Dredd in bed by Frank Quitely.

[nthflower]

Cuno should join Hardie boys in the future not RCM btw my unpopular hot take opinion thingie.

[sakasagami]

Officer Yelan

[whereifindsanity]

Rookie Cop

[midnightmisses]

spiral is what happens when a straight person tries to make a saw movie

[service4cops]

Those pants have got to go. Fortunately, I can help with that.

[camocuties]

[therealbl0om-blog]

I have JUST learned about this fella AND GOSH HE LOOKS SO ADORABLE??? (thanks for @beastieblooddd for meeting me with him)

I WANNA DRAW HIM SO BADLY! LOOK AT HIMM

OMG??????

[bigmaccasserole]

[anticidic]

Thinking about a paranormal AU with Soukoku where they're live streamers who go around locally and around Japan checking out haunted/deserted places to bust the myth or prove whether or not there's something spooky going on somewhere.

They want to solve the age-old question: do ghosts really exist?

Dazai and Chuuya try to keep it lighthearted when they're exploring abandoned hospitals or schools but deep down they're just trying not to shit their pants at every little creak and groan in giant buildings. But it's a competition between them and the viewers to see who scares more easily: Dazai or Chuuya.

So sometimes Dazai will magically disappear when Chuuya's not looking, and it gives Chuuya the creeps when he's talking and talking, then looks behind and realizes Dazai isn't there anymore. But then Dazai jumps out from behind a door and screams BOO! — he startles Chuuya, but Chuuya just kinda flinches and wants to reflexively punch Dazai in the face for doing that, so he ends up scaring Dazai instead when he swings a fist.

They'd made sure to stream their separate POVs and the viewers keep hopping back and forth between Dazai's POV and Chuuya's POV whenever something creepy's happening like Dazai walking through a dark, deserted tunnel or Chuuya crawling through holes in walls.

I feel like they're both the type that if they get scared by something at the same time, to cling to each other for dear life, and then when the adrenaline wears off, they just look at each other like wtf get off me and quickly push each other away.

[solidusgrilo]

Cybil Bennett.