#dective!reader

[spideyjimin]

a secret spun in silk | jjk (series)

⤷ loving jungkook was easy, he was the shy and nerdy guy no one really noticed, and that was fine for him. however, everything changed when a radioactive spider bite turned him into the city’s mysterious new hero. as a detective, you were quick to notice the shift. then, his mentor, Kang Sangmin, died in front of you. now, you’re hunting a killer and uncovering the truth about the man you thought you knew.

—  pairing: spidey!jungkook x dective!fem. reader 

—  genre: established relationship, murder au, mystery au, spiderman au, angst, fluff, and smut

— rating: 18+ 

— status: ongoing

— all parts contain mature content & warnings listed in each part

— playlist: my you | come play

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[kierahn]

CATCH ME. [ y ! detective x m ! criminal reader ]

yandere! detective x criminal! male reader

[ nsfw, minors dni. ]

warnings:

noncon/dubcon?

blindfolding

bondage

slight degradation

request here.

× you were an infamous criminal in your area, well-known for your heinous acts and well thought out tactics. money laundering, robbery, murder; you've done it all without ever getting caught. either the justice system sucked, or you were just way too good at getting away with things.

× however, you were met with a dilemma when a new detective arrived in town. it was entertaining to watch him try to piece together all the evidences you purposely leave behind for him.

× you soon learn that the detective's name was Milo, a rookie detective that recently graduated top of his class. he was fresh out of the oven which made him more interesting and fun to toy with. his look of frustration everytime you would once again escape his grasp was always a delight to see.

× as days passed, the interactions between you and Milo increased, and it seemed like he was getting better and better at reading your next moves. this raised an alarm inside your head, knowing that there was a chance you would eventually get caught if this goes on. so you chose to take the safer route and temporarily stopped your acts of crime for a few weeks. just to throw the detective off your tracks.

× unbeknownst to you, the detective already had a hunch about your identity.. no, he knew exactly who you were. after all, he didn't graduate top of his class for nothing. maybe you've underestimated him a little too much.

× it was fun for Milo to watch your ego inflate over time until you eventually began to slip up one-by-one, unconsciously making mistakes that could've been easily resolved if you were a little more careful.

× and now that you've gone into hiding, it was the best time for Milo to engage. your guard was down which would make it easier for him to capture you. it wasn't necessarily hard for him to track your location, not with the chip that he had successfully attached to you during a previous chase.

× however, instead of finding yourself locked away and rotting in prison, you found yourself in the detective's room. hands cuffed together above your head and your eyes blindfolded using Milo's tie, the detective ruthlessly pounding into you with no signs of slowing down.

× "ngh–! .. h, ah ~ s..low" you pleaded through the lewd moans that escaped your lips. the blindfold that blocked your vision made you ten times more sensitive than you usually were, making you feel every vein and curve of his cock inside you. he didn't seem to hear your pleads for him to slow down as he increased his pace, adjusting himself and your thigh that rested against his shoulder to allow himself to bury himself deeper into you.

× "!!" he felt the muscle on your thigh twitch and your hole tighten around his cock, making the detective smirk knowingly. "Found it," he mumbled under his breath, pulling out until only his tip was left inside before ramming down on the same spot repeatedly.

× his right hand held your wrist in place, his other gripping your waist in a bruising grip as he dicked you down 'til you were dumb and needy. each thrust perfectly hit the right spots, bringing you closer and closer to your climax.

× "cumming so soon, y/n ?" Milo mocked the male under him, the hand that was on your waist moving to harshly grasp your cheeks. "considering your stamina during all those times you slipped away from my grasp, I expected you to last a little longer." he observed the drool leaking down chin, the tears that cascaded down your flushed cheeks, and the sweat that clung onto your skin. you looked so weak under him, made him wonder how you managed to slip from the hands of justice for so long.

× you came after a few thrusts, spilling your own load all over your lower abdomen. that didn't stop the dective from chasing his own release, his pace getting increasingly brutal with each thrust. you were already tired, feeling overstimulated from your previous orgasm, that you couldn't help but whine. you tried to pull yourself away from the detective's grasp and crawled backwards onto the bed's headboard, but he simply dragged you back towards him by your ankle.

× "oh, no no. you're not slipping away from me this time, y/n ~" Milo cooed as he kept you down by straddling your waist with his weight, his neglected cock resting on top of your stomach. "accept it, this is your punishment."

× the detective's stamina was inhuman. you would cum about 4 times before he could get his own relief. mind you, he did this five times without stopping that you've completely lost your consciousness halfway.

[teawitch]

Okay, this is a lot to tackle on tumblr, but let's see if I can get you pointed in a good direction.

First - decide who is telling us the story. This doesn't have to be the detective. Keep in mind that in Sherlock Holmes, Watson is usually the one talking to us. Possibly because Sherlock would know the answer too quickly and if we were in this thoughts, there would be no real story. Hmm, quirky red-headed league ploy? Obviously, someone is tunneling into the Bank of England. Done.

Keep in mind that too many POV characters - where we can see their thoughts - are potentially going to make it difficult to hide the clues. The murderer is not really mystified by who killed Roger Ackroyd, so it takes a lot of trickery to convince us he is. (I'm looking at you Christie) (Can be done. Has been done. But probably better as a mid-career author move.)

It helps to have something else going on so the characters have reason to interact. Police procedural is probably an exception to this but for amateur detective you need a "why everyone is there" reason.

You have the murder details in chronological order - but what about the order the clues are revealed in? That is really going to play into the length of the murder. And they don't have to go from least important to most important. They should potentially feel like they come up randomly. And not always be particularly noteworthy.

By this, I mean - a character can be telling what seems to be a critical story and sort of drop in a clue sideways in a way that it slips by the reader if they aren't paying attention. The "critical" clue can mislead or confuse but it is important that the actual clue was available to the reader. (It's not your fault they didn't notice it.)

People want to protect themselves, even if they didn't commit murder. So not everyone will tell the truth and things can be confusing. (the most obvious technique was for someone to be having an affair and therefore lying about their alibi.)

One or two obviously utterly innocent characters might have no alibi or potential motives. Just to keep people guessing.

For a classic mystery, all the clues should be on the table before the big reveal. The reader should have an equal chance as the dective of solving this, even if they don't have the exact why or how - they should have a chance at who.

Try to give the characters something to do during scenes. This helps break up dialogue, action and description. (I was once handed a "short story" written by someone who like live murder mystery theater. She set the scene like it was stage and then proceded through 5 solid pages of nothing but the detective asking questions and people answering. On stage, actors could have done something with it. In paper form, it was not a story. It was a bare-bones script.)

Go in drafts. You're going to layout the mystery itself. Good. done. Then work through a draft of the detective following clues. Then world build and character build around that - to sort of bury those clues.

I always found it necessary to know who the murderer was fairly early on in the first round. I'm not solving the mystery. I'm creating it. I'm allowed to know in advance.

does anyone have tips on writing a solid murder mystery? i have all the details laid out in chronological order but i'm having difficulty writing the story itself in a way that doesn't say everything in one go.

[iwritestuffthatiobsessover]

Red Ice (Markus)

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Around 8:30am my brother, Leonard Manfred, told me he was to stop by for a quick visit, already being in the area for “work” despite being currently unemployed. Being a close family member I try to help him throughout his abuse and troubles when needed but sometimes he goes too far for his desires. He always needs money, I never question him to which I realize is a horrible choice. It wasn’t until recent reports of the uprise in Red Ice abuse I realized he was not paying his rent in the apartment downtown, but using the small loans I give him for his newfound addiction.

When he came over my father, Carl Manfred, was in the kitchen enjoying breakfast Markus, an RK200 model, had prepared. They knew Leo was coming over for a short visit and when the doorbell rang I offered to answer it. Carl and Markus drifted behind as I opened the door. Leo was acting off, showing very nervous body language such as shifting side to side and bewildered eyes. At first, I thought the red mark on his cupids bow was just a rash of some sort until I realized it was a crystalized substance. My assumptions of the Red Ice abuse were correct. Markus and I had agreed that if there were an issue at any point and I had to warn him non-verbally I would alert him using morse code. Discreetly, I tapped on the doorframe in morse code, signaling an S.O.S to call the police, since I was off duty. Markus returned the alert and called DPD to arrest him.

I stalled Leo from coming into the house, distracting him by questioning him about the use of Red Ice. As soon as he heard the sirens he made a run for it, but he didn’t go far as they tackled him into the ground and dragged him off to the squad car.

At work today, I was assigned to aid RK800 in questioning Leo about his addiction and willingness to seek therapy and aid. They would have never assigned me an advanced questioning to a recruit if it wasn’t for the family relations. This resulted in a hostile situation to which I will file a separate report on.

As I came home on my extended break, I wanted to relax at home and talk to my father about the situation at work regarding Leo. He happily chose not to listen as he removed his heard aid to which Markus had to put back in. As I sat down at the table to have a short meal, my nose started to bleed and Markus quickly ushered me upstairs towards the bathroom.

As I thought the rest of my night might be peaceful, I went to the bathroom to where I was attacked. I cannot go into full detail about what exactly happened because it happened so fast and I can only remember pieces of it. Nor do I know Leo got in, but my suspicions are an ivy vine growing along the wall below my bedroom balcony. The bathroom door was ajar and Leo opened it, kicking me in the back, and my head slammed into the faucet. That’s when I realized I was being attacked and turned to get him away from me, kicking him into the door. His hand brushed against the locking pad, leaving no way for me nor him to get out. I tried to keep him at bay and also alert Markus for help by repeatedly kicking him back against the door. He dodged one and started to shove me around, at one point being so forceful hitting the mirror. At this point I started crying out, “Help”, and “Leo’s here”. Being a trained officer, I used my surroundings to aid in my situation and grabbed a mirror shard to threaten him away from me. He hit it out of my hand during a struggling pursuit, which I followed double kicking him backward when Markus opened the door. I grabbed another shard for protection.

I left the small space of the bathroom as Markus put himself in front of me. Leo got up claiming he was, “Tired of you two son of a b*tches keeping my money from me”. I couldn’t see anything in my right eye, the vision was blurring over with red (which I later learned was an eye hemorrhage. I let go of the mirror shard, that I somehow ignored was cutting into my hand from gripping it too tight, and let go of it in a panic to stare at the fresh wounds in my hand.

Carl was downstairs, protesting to Leo to not harm anyone but I personally thought we were past that point.

I could see Markus’ LED flickering to alert the police before switching to yellow. The pain started to kick in for me and I realized Markus was my only protection at this point, of course, I didn't want him to get hurt but what other choice did I have? As Leo was monologuing showing dangerous signs of being mentally unstable, his voice quivered as he went on about how he and I were family...I’m not quite positive on what his point was. All I remembered then was the voice in my head screaming to get Markus and me to safety and away from Leo. Markus and I were backing up toward the end of the hallway. Leo started fidgeting with his jacket, to which Carl remarked, “He’s got a gun, (y/n). Leo, Jesus! Just stop!”

Leo reached behind him, struggling to free the Glock 15 from his pants. I felt my grip tighten on Markus’ jacket when he visibly recoils backward. His LED quickly flickered to red as his eyes darted around for a possible cover, outcome, in honesty I can never tell what’s going on in his head. He’s a very unpredictable android, one of a kind.

But now, looking back at it, I realized he must have felt fear. What would he be afraid of? He might not even know the damage a gun can really do. He was afraid to die, none of the less. His system must have frozen up by all of the possible outcomes of the situation or he would have indefinitely taken me to safety.

The next thing happened so fast, Leo pulled the gun on Markus and...Well, I went for it. I knew I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I let something happen to Markus. He’s been there for both me and my father since the accident, and he’s never left our side. Markus told me I screamed “No!” as I lept in front of him and forced Leo’s hand towards the ceiling, letting the bullet lodge in the oak above us as I tried to push him away from us. That’s when I heard the rattle of Detroit Police at the door. Markus cleared his thoughts errors as I finally got Leo against the wall and away from the gun. Carl managed to get the door open for the officers who quickly made their way up the stairs to arrest Leo for the second time in one day.

Sometimes I forget Markus is just a machine. He acts so human-like, has his own opinions, and...Hell, he even gives me some hugs on the daily. Unlike the other androids I’ve interacted with in my lifetime, he wants to find another purpose for himself. Of course, he enjoys looking after my father and I but he's told me he feels as if there are bigger things for him to accomplish. The most I can do for him is to make him feel that liveliness of being a human my father has been doing for the past few years.

(You paused, staring at the last paragraph for a few moments. With a sigh, you knew you couldn’t tell anyone about Markus. It’s simply too dangerous, they might mistake him for a deviant and take him into custody. With an irritated sigh, you delete it and end the analysis report.)

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[thebookwormfairy]

Imagine Tim Goodman giving his girlfriend a water stone necklace

So Tim and you have actually been together for a while

You started dating before you left for your journey, but you kept it up after you left

You would talk every day, once in the morning and once at night

Tim actually helped you find your first pokemon

For one of your dates Tim took you to a local lake, because he knew you loved the water

That's where you azul

You just felt an instant connection to this little blue ball of fluff

Tim was actually the one who caught azul but he gave her to you

Azul became your's and Tim's baby

Even though she was your pokemon she would sometimes hang out with Tim on the rare occasion you go somewhere she can't

When you left it was bitter sweet

Because you were finally going to follow your dream in competing both in gym battles and contest, but tim didn't want to come with you

You tried to convince him but he was firm in his decision

You always told him if he changed his mind he can always travel with you

While you were out on your journey you actually captured a pokemon for Tim but you wanted to give the pokemon the him in person

You planned to do it on you anniversary

But then Tim got the call about his dad

You insisted you come with him

You had to drop off all your pokemon at the professor's lab before you left because they technically weren't allowed

The only one you had left was your newly evolved Maril

Maril sensing Tim's sadness spent the whole trained ride cuddled up to him the whole ride

You laughed at the lickatonge

Tim just gave you a look that said he did not find it funny

You: I'm sure it was just trying to make you feel better

Tim: Well I wish it would find a better way to do it

You just laughed again and gave the lickatonge a pat on the head

You are really impressed with Lucy

Not everybody could handle a Phyduck

And she was really impressed with your Maril

You both started to talk about the finer points about water pokemon when the conversation turns to careers

You learn she a journalist

She learns your a contest coordinator and pokemon train

She is really impressed and would love to interview you about the challenge of doing both

You both agree to meet next week

The conversation ends when Tim reminds you that you have to go upstairs

When you met pikachu you couldn't understand him

But you believed Tim when he says he can understand him

But you can't help but cuddle the adorable pokemon

You and maril battle the Apon

You used a mixture of you contest skills and battle skills to fight them back until they snap out of it

Que the next couple of days playing detective

When y'all get to to the lab you a disgusted

You: Pokemon aren't meant to be treated like this

Tim holds you close as you cry as y'all watch what happened to Mewtoo

Omg during to finally battle you go full badass

Before you went back to Rhyme City you made sure to grab the rest of your pokemon team

Which included a gyadoes, seadra, starraptor, togakiss, and starme

You made sure to were a mask to stop the gas

You were there battling Mewtoo giving it all you got

With your pokemon and Pikachu you were able to distract Mewtoo long enough for Tim to save the day

Harry absolutely adores you

He sees how good you are together

You decide to take a little break from traveling to just be with Tim for a while

The contest season has ended you you won the cute category at the final contest so you were pretty good on money with photo shoots and interviews and the winnings itself

You were finally able to give Tim the Pokemon

It was a pikachu wearing a bowtie

You decided to do it on your date at a lake outside of Rhyme City

Tim didn't know what to say

But he couldn't deny the connection he felt to the mouse pokemon

Tim: did you dress him up for me?

Tim asked as he picked up what he knew was meant to be his pokemon partner

You: actually he insisted on wearing that himself, I meet him while getting Maril ready for a contest. He walked right up to us and took my bowtie and put it on himself. That's when I knew he was met for you.

You explained that he was meant to be an anniversary present but with all the drama going on you were never able to

Tim: I actually have something for you as well

Tim pulls out the most beautiful necklace you have ever scene

Tim: I know how much you love water pokemon so I bought a water stone and had it made into a necklace

Time put the necklace around your neck.

You two share a kiss before continuing your date

Where Tim announced that he would also join you on your journey when the contest season starts up again

[shanksbaby]

Lucifer Morningstar x Teenager!Reader - Shit of Dad

Summary: Your dad lately spends more time with detective than with you. So you try to catch his attention but apparently he even can't take time to punish you

ps: the reader is written with no gender. for include all the gender

You and you dad when you were little had a beautiful realationship: he tried always being around you, because he knowed what it meant when you have a dad but it's like you haven not, he always assured that you were okay and had everything you need. In conclusion he seems to be a perfect dad. . . But since you have grown up and become a teeneger things have changed: he would stay less and less at home.

For an example, the other time you managed to having a date with you dad at dinner at McDonald, it was long time ago that you and Lucifer ate there. Naturally you were so excited to spend some time with your old man but half hour before the date he simply texted this standing up you:

I can't to go to our appointment tonight, I have to work with the detective. You should have my credit card, use it to order something. And don't wait for me

You were so angy that night at him and that stupid detective. You hated her, despite to have met Chloe Decker few times since you remember.

The days passed and the situation were always worse, so you have come up with a plan to have the attention of your daddy back. You have decided to get you in trouble at school,to be precise beating a boy in your school, and there was no way to feel guilty since the boy is a jerk.

You punched him at the nose and his genitals; and ten minuts after the principal called your dad to pick you up, since you were suspended for a week. Of course he never brothered to pick you up soon,because he was " working ". You had to wait all school day in the office of the principal.

When he come to get you he kept ask you why you did that, and what was in your mind, but you gave him the silent treatment till the penthouse.ly

" Y/N stop avoiding my question " your father almost yelled laying the keys on the table of the kitchen

.

" And you stop being a dickhead " you respondend while a little smirk formed on your face, knowing that he would be more angry

" Excuse me? " Lucifer told increduly

" You heard right, I said that you are a dickhead "

" What is wrong you? The dective warn me about the problems of adolescense but i was not expecting that my own child fighting with his schoolmates and saying swear words" he had a dissapointed looks and that's what get you more nervous: how dare he to have that looks? After he ignored you so many times, after he left you alone. You should had that look.

" What is wrong with me?Seriously dad?" you scoffed and relased a bitter laugh " I should ask what is wrong with you "

"What does it mean?" and now he had a curious look on his face

" Well, that you have basically abbandoned me. All you do is hang out with that stupid detective, and cancelling our date and forgot completely about me. I know that your job and that detective are important to you. . . But more than your child? Don't love me anymore? Am I brothering you? You prefer to hang out with her than me. You’re always complaining about your dad, but you’re also a shitty father " And that was your turn to yell, saying all the things that you were thinking, and then you stormed in your room, locking it-

And in that moment that Lucifer had realized how much ignored you and how much a dickhead was for that made you thinking that things. He was angry and ashamed towards himself. He had to do everything he can to make you understand that you are the most precious thing he has and that he loves you more than anyone else, including the detective

part 2?

[taliaquinn]

Why Me!? Chapter 18

You guys really are mini-dectives so I am just going to put this warning out. I might mix up my times, due to the fact that in the story, the setting is in both Gotham and Paris, both of which are in completely different timezones. So yeah just a PSA :)

Both Parties were staring at each other, one in shock the other in fear.

“Hey guys, uh t-that was an illusion for uh a magic trick I was practicing since I am a secret magician wellnotsecretsecretsinceuhsinceobviously I have to perform but uh yeah that was uh an illusion…..” Marinette trailed off at the deadpan faces that Jason and Dick had. They were not buying it. 

“Nice try pixie pop explain now” Jason demanded. One normal sibling that was all he asked for. He quickly walked over to help Dick sit up from where he was laying on his couch.

“Marinette it's okay you can trust us, we’ll help with whatever it is,” Dick said, looping his arm over Jason's shoulder.

Glancing between the two she was having an internal debate. Should she just tell the truth? It would be nice to no longer have to hide her alter ego and get a little bit more of support. But Jason is a civilian, Dick at Least is a cop. She couldn’t put them at risk like that. Hmm, Tell the truth or lie? Decisions decisions.

“Fine”

“I’m ladybugs helper” Lying won today. 

“Hold up what?” Jason was confused but a little regardless he had a little bit of hope reignite. “Who is ladybug?”

Marinette let out a sigh of relief and out of exhaustion, both emotional and physical. “Ladybug is a superhero in my city, she sometimes needs help when the villain Hawkmoth is a bit too strong.”

“Wait so you are a superhero?” Dick asked cautiously. What was it with these Wayne kids? Is it genetic?

“WHAT!? No, it's just uh a lot of akumas come from my class so I would give Ladybug a heads up” Marinette couldn’t help the shiver that ran up her spine when she said this “somehow lead to me becoming the unofficial helper” Marinette paused before coming up with the next part of her lie “Chat, her partner was uh decommissioned, she gave me his ring and Kwami to take care of” She quickly went into her purse and pulled out a protesting Plagg out by his tail to show them. 

“See” she showed them the now grumpy upside down Plagg to the dumbfounded pair.

“Hold up, what you're telling me is that you aren't a superhero, just an assistant, a gal in the chair?” Jason said elatedly. His dreams and hopes alight once again.

No. “Yes,” Guilt was crashing down on her now. How did Lila manage to lie constantly? She felt so dirty with each lie that she spewed.

“That's nice, you know your sister's secret,” Plagg piped up “Hello I'm Plagg god of darkness, one quick thing to add QUIT HOLDING ME UPSIDE DOWN WOMAN” he yelled. Marinette immediately released him. Whoops. 

Plagg quickly swooped over to Dick who was still processing the newly revealed secrets. “I can't believe I was manhandled like that. I wanna switch babysitters, Hey got any camembert?” Plagg immediately asked, swooping in Dicks face before noticing the bruises “Hey what's up with the bandages, DID MARINETTE ABUSE YOU TOO!!” he gasped. 

“Plagg” Marinette scolded before quickly sidestepping Jason to make her way to Dick to check up on him. Looks like she found Bludhaven Dingwatt?

“How did this even happen?”

“Uh Motorcycle accident, I called Jason to help me tow it with his…. truck”

“Jason owns a truck?” Crap. Note to self get Bruce to pay for a new truck for Jason. 

“Yep I most totally do, it's really nice and really expensive with custom wheels and leather seats” Jason replied. Doing a mental happy dance. He was getting a new truck!!! He was going to milk this lie for all it's worth and best of all Bruce is going to be forced to pay for it! Santa came early this year.

Dick shot Jason a glare while Marinette was busy poking his torso. 

“So…..you're Ladybugs assistant? Do you have like your own hideout or lair or something?”

“Are you joking? Nope I help her and this other girl run a website called BugOut and I make sure to take note of Akuma attacks and try to somehow find a pattern, unfortunately, I recently became a babysitter to two mini gods” She said glaring at Plagg who was busy rummaging through Marinette's desk. 

It has been 30 minutes since he has been fed. He was starving for some cheesy goodness. The audacity.

“Who's the second one?” Jason asked, trying to pull the cat god out of his little sister's desk. “Hands off Gramps” Plagg spit out zooming to avoid getting caught.

“Kaalki come on out,” Marinette asked, Kaalki zoomed out to offer her paw to Dick who was now sitting on Marinette's bed. Which was comfier than the sofa.

“Greetings, May I ask what family do you descend from?” 

“Oh my gosh she’s a mini Alfred,” Dick squealed.

“So Like basically you work as Ladybugs, Paris’s Heroine, girl in the chair?” Jason asked, biting into the pastry while holding a struggling Plagg who he finally caught.

“Yep,” Marinette answered, checking Dicks Bandages wrapped around his torso and making sure he was made comfortable. Motorcycle accident my as-

“Now explain how you got trapped babysitting this mangy cat, the other one seems nice enough”

“YOU TAKE THAT BACK!!!”

“Jason let Plagg go before he bites you, trust me he will, and like I said Chat Noir was decommissioned, now it’s my job to babysit him until a new wielder is found”

“But no superheroing right?” Dick asked giving Kaalki a small bit of pastry

‘No superheroing at alllll” Marinette replied. She needed to switch the conversation, she was feeling too much like Lila now.

“Anyways would you guys mind keeping this a secret?” The last thing she wanted was for Mr.Wayne to start nosing around.

“Maribug this seems dangerous, we’ve seen how the attacks have destroyed buildings, killed Chat Noir, It’s only because of Ladybugs cure thingy majig that everything is restored” Jason explained. What if she was used as leverage against Ladybug?

“Plus how are you planning on hiding this from everyone else for long?” Dick was already making a mental plan on how to help her regardless “It didn’t take long for us to figure it out”

“Uh lemme figure that part out” Marinette was gonna have to start planning “Speaking of which, how did you guys figure out it was a fake me on the bed?”

“Beats me, it was dick wad over here who figured it out”

“Let's chalk it up to older brother instincts and leave it at that” Dick teased. He was the original Robin. He practically wrote the handbook on “Sneaking out of Wayne Manor 101”.

“He’s also a mother hen”

“Yeah that too”

Agreste Manor                                                                                                    Paris, France                                                                                                    6:00 a.m

Adrien walked up the stairs to his home heartbroken. He has just lost his very best friend. He has lost his job. His only escape from the pressures of being an Agreste. He needed it back. He will get it back no matter what. Right now all Adrien needed was someone to talk to. His father was very obviously a no. Nino was a definite negative. He had broken up with Alya, his other good friend. 

The last thing he wanted to do was be dragged into another conflict. He was already dealing with the whole Lila and Marinette conflict. Wait a minute. Marinette. Marinette can be trusted. He can talk to her!!!

Immediately whipping out his phone he clicked on Marinette's contact and held it up to his ear. Ready to confess his secret and talk with her.

Line Disconnected

What!? Nononono this had to be a mistake. He retried again quickly. After being met with the same message he called Chloe. 

After a dial tone, Chloe picked up “Adrien? Do you know what time it is?” she asked in a sleepy voice.

“Sorry Chlo, it's just....do you know what happened to Marinette, I know she's in the States with family, but why isn't she answering? Her phone is disconnected” Adrien asked apologetically. The other end was completely silent before Chloe started shuffling around before releasing a sigh

“Not that it's any of your business, but Marinette doesn't really wanna talk to any of her old classmates” 

“What about me?”

“Especially you” 

“WHAT!? 

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Ohhh I just thought of an request!!!

Can you do an Alex Morgan with somehow Charlie as well.

Where the readers is a Dective and is on a case and she doesn’t see Alex or Charlie as much as they like. Alex and R fight (where R miss an important event or just a simple family night) the night before R has to go on a long strake out. and R somehow gets hurt on the job (bullet gaze or even a shot) (can be serious or not so serious) but has to go to the hospital. Alex is either at a pride game or a USWNT game, Alex is R emergency contact get the phone call and Alex is freaking out and basically runs to the hospital, the fight gone from Alex’s mind, she is just focus on how bad R will look when she get to the hospital?

Yes! Love this one!

[kylandara]

This question is misleading.

For starters, they did not have the option to do whatever they wanted with her. They don’t own the character. It’s an adaptation. And GRRM wanted her to become a menace, that was not a choice they had the power to make. The only thing left for them to do is decide how they’ll deal with it.

Also: I think it’s misleading to say that there’s a lack of strong female characters in media when we’re discussing TV Shows. For starters, GoT had all sorts of strong female characters - the pilot along gave up multiple protagonists, arguably half of them female, and all strong women in their own way. Many other women were introduced later - Osha, Yara, Meera, Olenna, Margery, Melisandre - all of them strong and important. Even when we step away from GOT, there is plenty of strong female charcters in TV. Annelise Keating. Meredith Grey. The Doctor. Lucy Holmes. Kara Denvers. Dective Chloe. I could go on and on - but the thing is… While we would welcome even more stories and even more representation, we also need to admit that to truly honest represent women as we really are, we need to go further than turning them into heroes: we need to allow them to be fallen heroes.

In fact, the discourse that there’s a lack of powerful female protagonists in mainstream media may be to blame for the fact that they failed to do it justice. They were so afraid to upset people and to sell less, that they ended up postponing it so much until it made little sense.

Thing is… Daenerys is still a powerful female protagonist even if she’s Dark and Dangerous and Genocidal. And she was not one-of-a-kind when it came to powerful genocidal murderrer protagonist in GOT. Cersei and Arya are much the same - and yet, their fans don’t seem upset that they’re mass murderers.

Do you wanna know why?

Because they were not fooled by them.

We always knew Arya had it in her to kill someone. That she wanted revenge and would pay an eye for an eye. She knows it, we know it, and her fans took her for what she was.

We always knew Cersei was conniving and manipulative and that she wanted power and had issues relinquising it. We knew she would do whatever it took to protect her family, yes, and keep power safely in her hands. Her fans knew it and thought she kicked ass because of it.

Sansa and, earlier, Margery and Catelyn were all strong female protagonists in their own way. A way that did not require burning or killing people, but that was no less brave because of it, or weaker. And when their ends came, their fans knew it had come and knew who they were.

Daenerys was written to be a red herring. She was written to show the dangers of a beautiful package that isn’t what it looks like - case in point, social revolution turned oppression. There are two reasons why she’s a woman: because it makes it harder for the reader to expect her to turn so dramatically “evil” and because it makes her even more fragile at the start, so she can rise that much higher - and fall, too, from high up.

The frailty and the delicacy of being “just a young girl that doesn’t know politics” are to mislead the reader, a trick of the hand while she plots to burn down her enemies and enforce her will on unsuspecting people. She travels far away from the main action in order to make sure that we don’t IMMEDIATELY see just how messed up some of her actions are — they’re the other, and also they’re bad men, and they deserved it, and the wheel needs to be broken, says the the daughter of the house that has been the central piece in keeping the wheel together these last 300 years; it plays on our values dissonance and how far are we willing to go into it if we’re being lead by someone that we believed wanted to build a better world.

That’s not frustrating - it is brilliant storytelling.

Daenerys is not a villain. Unlike her father, she doesn’t feel joy in causing pain (relief, maybe, that can be connected to revenge). She’s not evil . Her heart was in the right place, once. She dreamed of a better world, she dreamed of a revolution, she dreamed of equality - until reality wrenched her heart away as she chased her dreams of building a better world. It’s a powerful story. One that we’ve seen happen (mostly through men protagonists, but still) in RL. One that is important to represent, too. Every shade between grace and doom deserves to be written through the lens of women and have women protagonising the tale.

Now, if you want to know if I’m happy with how the show developed the storyline (that they always knew it was coming), the answer is no. And still it doesn’t mean that it’s not a valid story, turning a “good” woman into an “evil” one.

[staylovehearts]

Woah hiii! I’ve been browsing through and wowa I love your writing!! If it’s alright can I request a scenario of a detective!hyunjin and a cop!reader where they gotta solve some mystery together? Sorry it’s so specific lol- Feel free to change things and please don’t stress yourself!! Thank youu 💕 - 🧧

Oooh, interesting, I never tried something like a cop dective au but it’s definitely something I wanna try^^ Now that people have noticed that requests are open I’ve kinda built up some stuff I have to work through but I’ll try to get this one done until next weekend

[maryenette-writes]

A Little Negelcted [Tim Drake x Reader]

Anon requested: “Could you do an imagine where you feel like Tim is ignoring you with all his dective stuff and you start to feel lonely but your afraid to show Tim how you feel so you just let it build up until one you just breakdown into tears and just holds you and fluff❤ ″

Pairing: Tim Drake x Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1283

MASTERLIST

“What do you think?” you spun around towards your friends, giving them a little twirl as you did it to show off the gorgeous dress you were wearing. There were a chorus of ‘ooos’ and ‘aahs’ from all of them.

“This is perfect!” Steph cried, clapping her hands together. Her eyes sparkled with excitement.

Cass walked up to you and gave you a bright smile. “You look lovely.” She pulled you towards the girls.

“Yes! It looks amazing on you.” Barbara agreed, smoothing the skirt so there were no creases. “Tim will be speechless.”

You blushed at her statement and glanced down at your feet. You had high hopes that he’ll like the dress, you spent hours choosing the perfect one with the girls. Everything for the date less than an hour from now had to be absolutely perfect.

Noticing your worried state, Steph said, “calm down will you? You’re fine.”

“Yeah, it’s your boyfriend, not some stranger.” Harper added with a slight smirk.

“I know, I know…” you mumbled, turning back around to look at yourself, “it’s just, we haven’t gone out in forever. He’s always busy with a new case or two, he never spends time with me anymore.” By the end of the little speech your voice fell to a whisper as tears threatened to fall. You weren’t going to lie that you missed your boyfriend, but you hadn’t said anything because you didn’t want to sound selfish and needy.

“Oh [F/N],” Kate cooed, “tonight will go flawlessly. You’re overthinking.”

“I guess…” you sighed, taking a look at your reflection one last time before heading out to the restaurant Tim promised to meet you at.

You glanced at your watch for the hundredth time, frowning at it. Tim was thirty minutes late.

As you sat, waiting for your date to arrive there was a beep from your phone, indicating that you received a message. Opening it, you saw that it was from Tim.

‘Sorry, can’t make it tonight :(‘

You stared at the message in disappointment and sadness before closing your phone and getting up from the table. You hadn’t eaten dinner yet, but you weren’t feeling hungry anymore. As you made your way out of the restaurant, you thought about how Tim just ditched you like that. You two had been planning this date for months, delaying it every time it came closer and you had accepted his apology each delay.

You were angry at him, but more than that, you were incredibly upset. You felt like you didn’t even have a boyfriend now, since he was slaving every waking hour on another case or two.

You were lonely more than anything, and you hated the feeling of loneliness, for when that happened your inner demons would torture you relentlessly. It followed you everywhere, and it got to the point where you just couldn’t bear it anymore, so you went to bed, hoping it would go away.

It was past midnight when you heard the door to yours and Tim’s shared bedroom open. You recognized the familiar footsteps, his quiet shuffling as he tried to slip into his pajamas without making too much noise.

You felt the bed dip as Tim slipped under the covers next to you, and instantly his arms found your body. His fingers were cold against your skin, it made you shiver, which alerted Tim that you’re awake.

“I’m sorry.” he mumbled, his voice weary and weak, “I know you were looking forward to the date today.”

You sighed quietly, knowing from the tone of his voice that he truly regretted his actions. Tim was a workaholic who aimed to please those around him. He was much too selfless for his own good. Whenever something arose he was always the one to take care of it because he would rather be the one to handle the burden. He really didn’t mean to abandon you, it was just his nature to put others before him, and to him being around you was a reward for him. Therefore before he allowed himself such luxury he made himself get through each and every case he had.

And because of that, you accepted his apology, even with the pain of him neglecting you being as excruciating as a knife being plunged into your heart.

The next morning, you woke up to an empty spot next to you. Tim was already gone, most likely in front of his computer typing away. The only indication of him ever being next to you was the creases on the mattress and the fading warmth of his body.

The sight made you sigh once more. You wanted to wake up to his face, to see his eyes and hear his groggy morning voice, but he had abandoned you once again for his duties.

You shouldn’t be upset, he was doing good in this world, but you still wanted him to be there.

You didn’t see Tim again until late at night, when he dragged himself to bed. You were up waiting for him, and your face lit up when you saw him enter.

“Tim! You’re finally back.”

“Yeah.” he offered you a tired smile before discarding his clothes and getting into bed with a huff. Your smile slid off your face.

He didn’t even give you a kiss.

The thought made tears form in your eyes and a lump formed in your throat.

You tried being patient, but you knew you were at your limit and on the verge of a breakdown. Attempting to blink back the tears, you lied down, your back facing Tim as you tried to will yourself to keep it together. However, soon you were quietly sobbing as tears fell from your eyes.

“[F/N]?” you heard Tim ask, picking up on your crying. “[F/N], what’s wrong?”

You felt his hand on your shoulder, urging you to turn to face him. Instead, you say up and wiped the tears off your face.

“N-Nothing.” you muttered, failing miserably to convince your boyfriend.

He turned your face towards him and cupped your cheeks, looking at you in concern. His eyes were filled with worry, fear and sadness as he scanned your face. “Hey… what’s wrong? Why are you crying?”

“It’s… it’s stupid really.” you stammered, looking away. “I just miss you… that’s all. I-I barely see you or spend time with you anymore because you’re always so busy and-and I wish that we had more time together.” By the end of it, you had tears falling down your cheeks again.

Seeing you cry, Tim felt tears welled in his eyes. He hated seeing you sad and the sight broke his heart.

“Hey, hey it’s okay.” he cooed rather frantically, “I-I’m sorry, I didn’t know you felt this way.” His heart sank as he thought back to the past few months and realized that you were correct. He barely spent any time with you, and he should have. He felt like he had failed as your lover and as your best friend. He was the one who made you feel lonely, he was the one who made you cry.

“[F/N], look at me.” he said firmly, “I promise I’ll make it up to you, okay? I’ll make up for the past few months.” He placed a kiss on your forehead and brought your head to his chest. You could hear his rapid heartbeat–he was afraid this was going to drive you away.

“I love you.” he whispered into your ear, “I’m so sorry. Please forgive me.”

You nodded slowly, closing your eyes and relishing the feeling of having him there with you.

For the first time in months, you felt loved.

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Jock 10.4

Jock

10. 4

Mushrooms

Written by smoothie Smith

Readers are advised

 Rate R for Sex Violence and intense Shooting 

   Nightfall

We see a kid about 11 years old driving a bicycle through the streets of Harlem

Sirens in the background

He drives to the center

He hears shots fired

Bang BANG!!

A woman crying for help

We see two detvices come in

Logan

“I am Dect mike Logan this my partner Dect Stabler we would like to know what happen “

Roger

“two kids who had special needs and a person who was injured he is deaf “

Mike

“Can you come down with us “

Stabler

“mike we can take question in the center, dose Coach gosz have a place that we can talk “

Helea

“yes”

They come into an empty conference room

Mike

“the only thing right now we want to know from you is about the two kids who have special needs what type are we talking about “

Helea

“cerbal paleasy “

Mike writes it down

Stabler

“now I know Curtis Gosz and matt Gosz run the center but who runs the program for these kids “

Helea

“oh gosh someone should notify him “

Mike

“just give me the name “

Helea

“Albert Halpert he’s a senior at Rufus King high school he is a sweetheart “

Mike

“thank you “

They walk outside they see albert and hazel

Stabler

“hey wowowo “

Albert

“I need to go in there “

Mike

“come with us “

They go into the conference rooms

They both sit down

Albert

“nobody is telling us anything “

Mike

“ok at appox 9pm Marcus Kiriakas was getting ready to take some kids home who had special needs Marcus is lying in a hospital bed at JFK the kids are dead “

Albert starts blawing

Hazel

“oh god?!?”

Curtis and matt come in as they hear screaming

Curtis goes through the door

Curtis

“what is this “

Mike stands up

Mike

“Curtis Gosz I am Dect Mike Logan this dectivce Ken Stabler of NYC PD two kids where shoot outside the center tonight around 10pm and another was shot but survived “

Curtis

“I am willing help anyway just tell me who was shot “

Mike

“we are trying to id the two kids but the third was Marcus Kirikas “

Curtis

“oh my gosh”

Matt

“hazel did you tell him”

Hazel

“yes”

Mike

“do we need to hire an interpotr “

Curtis

“I can send albert over “

Stabler

“what about this Zachary Mootz”

Albert

“I will see if he can get in “

Albert goes to his office

Albert gets on the phone

We see him get off the phone and start crying

Hazel

“what do you want to do about the public “

Curtis

“call Diana and the coaching and your mother “

Hazel runs to her office

Hazel gets on the phone

She breaks down

We see the coaching staff

Jake

“what happened “

Curtis

“the center got ambushed by a street gang “

Jake

“oh my god a murder”

Helea

“two and one AM”

John

“who were the victims “

Curtis

“Marcs Kirikas is one of them “

We go to albert office we see mike Logan come in

Mike

“we need one more thing “

Albert

“yes”

Mike

“do you know anyone who would do this “

Albert

“Idiots “

Logan leaves We see a street filed with gangs playing basketball we see two boys bringing in a boy

They beat him and rape him

Boy screaming

“take his Clothes off! “

We see Curtis and the staff in a conference room

Curtis

“I am asking how do you want to handle this before it becomes a scene that I can’t or we can’t control “

Albert

“Nick and Ty where warm hard kids who overcame there struggles of this disease and now I have to talk at a furenel “

Albert leaves the room

Jake

“Curtis and matt, we have a problem “

Curtis

“let’s try to slow it down starting with telling the public “

Matt

“but you will risk the public fear”

Curtis

“I will work with them so will u and our daughter and her boyfriend “

Matt leaves

Jake

“where do we talk “

Curtis

“I am going to arrange meeting with Dec Logan and stabler in one day “

Jake

“we don’t have practice on a Saturday thank god”

Curtis

“I know “

Jake looks at him as Curtis begins to cry

Jake

“hey, listen to me you did nothing wrong this center will be better than ever please let’s just get through this mess”

Carol comes running in

Carol

“we need Matthew or Glenda “

Curtis

“why “

Carol

“a 14-year-old boy is asking to see a title IX consuler “

Curtis

“Glenda can do it “

Jake

“phone Logan and Stabler “

Curtis

“why “

Jake

“I don’t want to take any chances “

Curtis

“your right call them”

Jake

“should we get the team dose volunteer here in a room���

We see the staff and the team in a room with the dectives

Stabler (Jake signing)

“I want to ensure you all that you are not under investigating we are investigating a double murder and attempted murder we are asking for your help in any way to the investigation “

Zach (Jake signing)

“all we want is the info”

Logan (Jake signing)

“we will provide with what we know so far “

They leave

We go to practice

Jake

“Zach your group is in 23 on a make 13 on a miss “

Zach

“wow that’s weird “

Jake

“that’s what Shorewood dose”

Zach

“never heard that before “

Jake

“yes 5 trips you’re in this “

Albert

“what do you want us to do for offensive “

John

“1-4 high and flex “

Diana

“like we said they are so dumb”

They run the offense

We see Curtis with first team

Curtis

“We are in Shawn or New York depends on what they run if they run 13 we are New York cade I want you to look for the diamond cut 23 we are in Shawn “

They play

Curtis and Jake crouch down

Diana

“I am kind of shock that Jake and Curtis haven’t shown it yet “

John

“we worry about that stuff off the court”

Diana

“I know but what I am trying to say I am surprise that it hasn’t hit them yet”

John

“I know “

They watch on

We see the locker room

Cade

“Zach what’s going on with the case”

Gunner

“don’t push them”

Cade

“I am not trying to “

Zach

“we can’t speak on it all we can say is two boys with special needs that we see are dead and deaf man is at the hospital with shots to the leg “

Gunner

“We are sorry “

Albert

“thank you “

We go in the office

Jake

“do you think we should call J.K and Olivet “

Curtis

“I think we should “

Jake

“what do you think David and josh “

Josh

“I would “

David nods

Diana bangs on the door

Harry and jace comes in

Curtis

“tell Albert Zach and Luke put on some clothes and come in to the office please”

Harry

“ok”

Jace

“the coaches want to see you three “

Albert

“ok “

Zach (sign)

“we have to see the coaches get dress “

Luke (sign)

“ok”

Albert

“thank you “

They go into the office

Jake (sign/and talking)

“john can you tell everyone to leave or shut up”

John goes out

Jake (Diana signing)

“we want you three to see J.K or Olivet “

Albert

“I am willing to do it “

Zach and Luke nod their heads

Jake (Diana signing)

“will one of you be there for Luke”

Zach (sign)

“I can do it”

They all leave

We see the streets we see Connor cade and gunner walking they see a boy lying covered

Cade

“what’s that “

Gunner

“should we check it out “

Cade

“I don’t want to have to flag someone down”

They walk over

Gunner

“wow”

They see a boy about 12 with no clothes on and the words on I am a whore and enter here

Cade

“oh gosh “

They hear sirens

Connor

“hurry up “

Cade runs to the street

Music in the background

Cade flags the officer down

Music counties  

We see the center as jerry and frank work the night shift

Jerry

“anything on the case”

Frank

“no word yet”

Jerry

“when do you think will happen “

Frank

“they have to find someone first”

We see a face walking up its sue

Sue

“where is Curtis gosz or mattew gosz”

Jerry

“can we ask who you are”

Sue

“they know who I am why are you asking me this”

Jerry

“you don’t know what is happing with this place “

Sue

“no “

Frank

“come with us in here”

They go into jerry office

Jerry

“two boys that come here for treatment that have special needs where shot dead outside and a deaf man was shot but he is at JFK Memorial “

Sue

“oh my god, I am Susan Jeffers I went to high school with Curtis and matt”

Jerry

“the only person I know that is here is Rebecca Fisher “

Sue

“I can please see her”

Jerry

“frank can you call Rebecca down tell her she has a visitor”

Frank nods

Frank

“hello Rebecca, you have a visitor “

Rebecca

“bring her up asap “

Frank

“I will walk you up “

They go into her office

Sue

“hey Rebecca “

They hug

Sue

“what happen”

Rebecca

“a couple of kids that had special needs where killed by two teenagers “

 We see the staff in the coach’s office

Curtis

“this is getting ugly “

Diana comes in

Diana

“mike Logan called saying they have two 17-year-old DJ Michaels and Jairi Johnson in custody “

Jake

“what’s the charge “

Diana close the door

Diana

“rape one “

John

“dose Logan and stabler think they did the killing “

Jake

“it’s midnight the boys will be in bed tell them at 9 am then head over to JFK they might need a lineup “

Josh

“they might “

Curtis

“call Olivet and JK tell them to meet us at the hospital “

Day break

9am JFK Hospital recover wing

Curtis walking with Zach

Curtis

“dectives this Zachary Mootz a senior at Rufus king high school and one of my ITP people at the center “

Mike

“I am Logan this is stabler “

They go into the room

Zach (sign)

“hello Marcus, you are doing good”

Marcus (sign)

“I am fair on pain what’s up “

Zach (sign)

“there is two decative out there “

Marcus (sign)

“bring them in “

Zach opens the door

Logan (Zach signing)

“hello Marcus, how are you doing “

Marcus (Zach talking)

“I am doing good “

Stabler (Zach signing)

“we have a few photos of mug shots we would like to show you “

Marcus (Zach talking’s)

“this one “

Stabler (Zach sign)

“we have one more “

Marcus (Zach talks)

“this one he was the ring leader please nail him is there anything else “

Stabler (Zach sign)

“the DA his name Chris Stone he might want to prep you for trail, thank you”

Zach holding Marcus hand

We see Curtis office as marge comes in

Curtis

“yes”

Marge

“Mike Logan and Stalber “

Curtis

“send him and get Rebecca in here”

Marge

“ok”

The dectivce come in

Curtis

“we have a game tonight so what do you have for me “

Logan

“we are here to inform you that DJ Michaels and Jairi Johnson have been arrested and charged with 2 counts of First Degree Murder 1 count of first degree Attempt murder and 2 counts of rape of in the first degree “

Curtis

“good I will notify the parents of the children and Marcus kirkias “

Stabler

“there is one more thing we need to tell you “

Curtis

“go ahead “

Logan

“ADA Stone is plaining to put Marcus on the stand will albert or Zach be open “

Curtis

“I will be ready but the testimony can’t happen until after the game “

Logan

“no worries who are you playing tonight “

Curtis

“Shorewood “

Logan

“do you guys have a difficult schedule “

Curtis

“well we are 7-10 right now it could be worst we play the number 1,4,5,6,8 in the Divison one standing “

Stabler

“wow “

Curtis

“this is a light game before we go back to conference “

Logan

“well good luck “

Curtis

“thank you “

 We see matt and Curtis as Curtis is getting home

Matt

“I got a job offer “

Curtis

“where “

Matt

“in Los altos CA as a Doctor “

Curtis

“wow”

Matt

“I am a doctor Coulsor “

Curtis

“your also my husband “

Matt

“I know “

Curtis

“so, you’re just going to walk out my life for a job “

Matthew

“I am not doing that “

Curtis

“you already accept the job “

Matthew

“no, I haven’t “

Curtis

“what do you want to do “

Matthew

“I want it but I want you to come with me “

Curtis

“I have the murder case going on I have the center and the season to coach still “

Matthew walks out

Curtis throws everything

We see hazel and Curtis in Curtis office

Hazel

“what do you want to see me “

Curtis

“hazel this Dr. Olivet she wants to talk to you about what happen and how you are feeling “

Hazel

“ok “

Curtis

“I will leave the room”

 We see albert walking into the office

Albert

“what is this “

Josh

“albert this J.K Simmons he wants to talk to you about the case”

Albert

“ok”

 We see Zach walking into the office

Zach

“hello coach Jackson “

Al

“hello Mootz, this a Psych for you to talk to about Dr. Don Evans “

Zach

“thank you”

 We see Luke with a man name Jason

David (Jason sign)

“Luke this psych Dr. Olivet she would like to speak to you “

Luke (Jason talking)

“dose she signs or do I need Jason “

Olivet (sign)

“I know ASL “

Luke (sign)

“thank you excuses us you two”

We see the staff working

Curtis

“what do you think about this “

Jake

“I think it’s good for them”

David

“I agree “

Josh

“how long did you tell J.K and Olivet they could do this for “

Jake

“we agree to an hour and half “

David

“that is reasonable “

Curtis

“we got a game at 7”

Jake

“Luckily it’s a home game “

We see the DA room we see three geltmann in an office as Marcus in wheelchair enters

Albert

“hello “

They approach albert and Marcus

Chris stone (albert sign)

“I am Chris Stone ADA this is Asst ADA Jason Sciff and this is DA Michael Cutter “

Cutter

“can we tell who you are “

Albert

“I am albert I am an ITP personally at the Smoothie Anderson center for Marcus “

Stone

“so, he’s deaf my dad tried a case back when he holds this office, so we first want to tell you what we have will you do the honor”

Albert

“yes “

Stone (albert sign)

“Marcus, we have two boys in custody right now that you pointed out can you tell us again what happen that night before you take the stand “

Marcus (Albert talking)

“it never gets old in my mind I was getting the boys in the van to get a ride home and two boys about age 17 with a gun came up to us and started shooting us I tried to defend the boys with my body but they already got them what are they looking at “

Cutter (albert sign)

“the Death pleanty if possible “

Albert

“sir if I can speak “

Cutter

“go ahead “

Albert

“I was a consular for the two boys my job was to manage the caseloads for Curtis Anderson I am deeply trouble by this those group of kids are my second life next to a tie of my family and basketball I want to advocate for those kids and I will counite to do that this is my last plea find these SOBS Guilty of murder “

Albert and Marcus leave

 We see the news in Curtis office

Diana

“what happen “

They see everyone in Curtis office

Curtis

“Jairi Johnson and DJ Michaels plead guilty to 2 counts of Second degree murder one count of attempt murder in second degree and one count of Rape in second degree there giving there statement right now “

Diana goes by the players

The phone rings

Curtis

“yes “

He looks at the boys and hazel

Curtis

“they you guys to the court house dress and ready to go “

We see the courtroom

We go center stage as albert reads an impact statement first

Hazel

“to work at the center that my two dads built is an honor and all I want is to have my boyfriend and other friends to move on we were in shock and we still are we will never get over this these two rock our core please sentence them according to the law thank you “

Albert

“I am still in shock with this event in my memory I want forget but you can’t a good friend of mine was injury because of this stupid plan that they had about selling a stolen gun to a person at the center to be honest your honor I am mad at plea but I have to accept this all I want is to rest in peace with my friends and coworkers at the center and move on thank you “

Zach

“I love working at the center I plan on getting a degree in Special education and minor in American Sign lauanage at St johns I am tired we just had a game on top of this bad nightmare the worst of my life I am bless that I had the chance to work with those two wonderful kids who were full of life that all I ask is that you let us go on with our lives and let us heel “

 Stone stands up

Stone

“your honor we have two more two say something then we can take a short recess before the defendants say their case “

Judge

“I will allow who are your final two”

Stone

“with the help of albert who will be signing I have Luke Johnson first he is hard of hearing your honor a student at Rufus king high school and a social helper for kids with special needs and Deaf and hard of hearing people the other is the victim himself who is deaf name Marcus Kirkas “

Luke goes first

Luke (Albert talking)

“my name is Luke Johnson I am a senior at Rufus king and I work for the center on days I can this event this nightmare in my life and my second family life is hard on us I am person that wants to help people like myself and others who need it I take care of the old and old with special needs at the center I don’t need to respond with how I feel because albert and Zach have done that and hazel sorry I just want to move on with my life “

We see him walk out of the courtroom

Marcus with a wheelchair comes forward

Judge (albert sign)

“can you come by the stand please “

Marcus goes by the stand and turns around

Marcus (albert talking)

“I can’t sleep at night sometimes because of this all I ask is that I am not the only one in pain because of stuff like this the doctor think I will never walk again because of the two shooters I am trying my best to move on but when I get shot and my clients at the center get shot and killed because of teenagers being stupid I don’t know what to say all I ask your honor is that you do your job and you let me and the rest of the people that work at a wonderful place return to some type of normal if there is because I don’t know how to when you’re an eye wittiness of it thank you .

Judge

“all right we will take an hour break and resume for the final part of the sentence “

New York Superior court

Monday Feb 21th

Judge

“dose the defendants which to make a statement “

Lawyer

“yes”

DJ

“we are sorry about what had happened to everyone invold we know that it will not change the outcome all we want you to know is we didn’t know where we going to go with it started with the plan and then everything spoiled out we didn’t mean to shoot at them “

Judge turns to stone

Judge

“Mr. Stone do the people have anything else they would like to share “

Chris

“yes “

Judge

“go on”

Stone

“this is a video of them taken off a social media site three day before the event took place “

They watch a video of the two boys dancing and waving the gun in the school bathroom

Stone turns it off

Stone

“based on this video judge and the event that took place the people request maximum “

Judge

“thank you, Mr. Stone, will both defendants rise “

They rise

Judge

“both you are having pleading guilty to 2 counts of murder in second degree and one count of Attempted murder in the second degree and one count of rape in the second degree I hereby sentence these defendants to a term of life in prison without the possible of Parole at a place to be detemir by the department of correction court is adjuring “

Music in the background  

We see Stone and Sciff talking to Curtis

Stone

“thank you that was moving “

Curtis

“no problem, do you really think they care about we feel “

Stone

“no, they told us that they blame it on playing too much mushrooms”

Curtis

“mushrooms “

Schiff

“you know the game Atrjri”

Curtis

“do you buy the story”

Stone

“17-year-old boys with their stories never “

 Marcus comes up from behind

Marcus (sign)

“thank you “

Stone (sign)

“thank you for being who you are “

They walk out as stone and sciff go back to their office

We see Luke albert hazel and Zach from the meetings with Olivet and JK

Olivet (sign/talking)

“how do you feel today “

Luke (sign)

“still in shock and sad about what happen I am depress by this event it will never go away “

Albert

“I have to live with this nightmare for the rest of my life a part of me wants to forget but I can’t “

 Zach

“do you think we could have done something to prevent this I always am thinking of that those two kids didn’t have a family beside us how do we live on with that they aren’t going to be at the center that is thing that still troubles me “

 Hazel

“I don’t know what this will do to the place but I want to move on but in my mind, I can’t and I don’t know why I wake up in my bed crying about it I feel left out sometimes “

Olivet

“Will you ever forgive and you ever feel like harming the people that are in prison now “

Four screen boxes of all the people being ask

Everyone (Luke signing)

“no “

 Music playing in the background

End of 10.4