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Case Study {Part I}

Author: Zoe

(A/N: Time for yet another series! This time, we’re indulging in my ultimate fave, Bodhi Rook. This is the complete opposite of my Mobster! Cassian AU, so I hope you all enjoy reading!)

Detective! Bodhi x Reader

Plot Summary: John MacArthur was found dead in his home on March 3rd, 2017. His family, especially his wife and sister in law, are emotionally distressed. His neighbor is strangely nonchalant, a former prostitute has been demanding child support, and the weapon is nowhere to be found. New LAPD detective Bodhi Rook has been assigned to this murder, and has been paired up with you, one of the division’s finest. Try not to let your emotions hinder the case, detective.

You got out of your car, jogging past the sirens and showing off your badge to the officers guarding the house. You ducked under the police tape and into the house, spotting Jyn taking pictures of the crime for the forensics department.

You sighed when you looked at the text from Cassian earlier. A new case.

A man was found dead in his home.

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The night of August 7, 1984, someone broke into the home where Margaret Tapp (35) lived with her two kids, Justin (14) and Seana (9). Margaret and Seana were strangled and left dead on their beds, and the little girl was also sexually assaulted. Justin wasn’t home that night, but the tragedy would eventually take a toll on him as well.

The bodies of the two Tapp women were found the next day by a man who had a date with Margaret. He was investigated as a suspect, and eventually cleared. The investigation turned up several clues. A witness stated that they’d heard a muffled scream around 11 pm, something that stood out in the quiet Ferntree Gully, Victoria, neighborhood. There was a pizza still in the oven and Dunlop Volley shoeprints left in Margaret’s bedroom and bathroom that police decided belong to the killer. Semen stains were also found in Seana’s nightgown, along with unknown hairs.

The list of suspects was incredibly long, and most of them were connected to Margaret, who was a lively, social nurse who dated freely. According to her friends, she’d had several affairs with doctors she worked with. One of them in particular was a married doctor who owned the house Margaret lived in and had died before Margaret’s murder. The doctor’s widow was considered a suspect after accusing that Margaret had harassed them several times. There was also her ex husband, Don Tapp, who was cleared after proving his alibi; a retired policeman and friend of the family who had made advances on Margaret but was rejected; a teenager who cut her lawn regularly and even the boyfriend of Margaret’s sister, who’d gone by her house on the day after the murders but left when no one answered the door.

Most of this people were cleared by DNA testing. Then, in 2008, police announced that they’d found a match and charged a man called Russell John Gesah, who was already in prison. But two weeks later, authorities admitted they’d made a mistake: the sample had been contaminated and the charges were dropped. 

In June 2014, as the 30th anniversary of the crime approached, Justin Tapp was found dead in his England home, of an apparent overdose of alcohol and drugs. The murder of his mother and sister remains unsolved.

‘’I love to kill people. I love to watch them die. I would shoot them in the head and they would wiggle and squirm all over the place, and then just stop. Or cut them with a knife and watch their faces turn real white.’’

The Night Stalker

Early Life

Richard Ramirez entered the world on February 28, 1960, in El Paso, Texas. He was the youngest of five children in a Mexican American family that had immigrated to the United States. His father, Julian Ramirez, was frequently away from home as he was a laborer on the Santa Fe Railroad. Richard was raised a devout Christian and his family often attended church.

During his childhood, Richard sustained two major head injuries: One from a dresser falling on top of him, and the second time being when he was knocked unconscious by a swing, after which he experienced frequent epileptic seizures that persisted into his teen years.

A look at his background indicates that Richard certainly had the right childhood environment to produce a killer. At a young age, he would soon become victim to his father’s unexpected bursts of anger. Much like his older siblings, Richard received severe beatings as punishment that left him battered and bruised. He often slept in the nearby cemetery so as to escape his father’s terrible temper. When Richard was 12-years-old, much of his time was spent with his older cousin Miguel “Mike” Ramirez who was a Vietnam vet and member of the Special Forces. Oftentimes they would drive around the city smoking marijuana as Mike boasted about his gruesome exploits during the war, and shared with him graphic Polaroid photos of Vietnamese women he had raped and killed to prove it. Some of the photos displayed women on their knees being forced to perform fellatio on Mike as he held a cocked .45 to their heads. At the age of 13, Richard was present when Mike shot and killed his wife. This experience was the final ingredient needed to complete the recipe of becoming a future serial killer and rapist.

Shortly after dropping out of high school, Richard took up a job at the Holiday Inn. One night, using the hotel’s pass key, he sneaked into a woman’s hotel room and attempted to rape her. Her husband walked in on the scene and beat Richard senseless. All criminal charges were dropped as the couple lived out of state and refused to testify in court.

Richard’s mother kicked him out of the house at age 17, leaving him to fend for himself by selling drugs, stealing cars, and pickpocketing. He left El Paso for good at age 18, taking a Greyhound Bus to Los Angeles where he frequently stayed in hotels, burglarizing homes and selling the stolen items to get him by. Much of his money was spent on drugs, specifically cocaine. In 1981, Richard was arrested on drug charges and it was in jail where he was introduced to Satanism. In 1984 he was arrested yet again for car theft.

Murders

Richard’s first known murder occurred on April 10, 1984, when his 9-year-old victim was raped, beaten, stabbed, and found hanging from a hotel basement pipe. This killing, however, hadn’t been linked to him until 2009 when his DNA matched to DNA obtained at the crime scene.

His second killing happened just two months after the first one. High off cocaine, he sneaked into the apartment room of 79-year-old Jennie Vincow and stabbed her repeatedly while she lay asleep in bed. He then slashed her throat so deeply that she was nearly decapitated.

It wasn’t until almost a year later that Richard would begin a horrifying murder spree that shook the Los Angeles city to its core. On March 17, 1985, Richard entered the condo of 34-year-old Dayle Okazaki and Maria Hernandez, shooting Dayle to death and wounding her roommate Maria. Within an hour of the killing, he entered the car of 30-year-old Veronica Yu against her will, shot her twice with a .22 caliber handgun, and fled the scene. The two murders (and third attempt) in a single day attracted extensive coverage from news media who speculated that the murders were connected.

Ten days later, Richard invaded the Zazzara residence and shot a sleeping Vincent Zazzara in the head with a .22 revolver. Shocked and bleeding, Vincent tried to stand up and grab Richard, but the small-caliber bullet zigzagged through his brain, cutting the carotid artery, and he lost motor movement. His wife Maxine Zazzara awoke at the sound of the gunshot. Richard rushed to her room and quickly bound and gagged her. As he ransacked the bedroom for valuables, Maxine managed to escape her bonds and retrieved a shotgun from under the bed, which was not loaded. An infuriated Richard shot her three times with the same gun that claimed the life of her husband and fetched a large carving knife from the kitchen. His attempt to cut her heart out miscarried, so he instead gouged out her eyes and placed them in a jewelry box. He proceeded to stab her multiple times in the stomach, throat, and pubic area. After releasing his rage, Richard took off with the valuables he had gathered from the house and the eyes as a token. 

Most serial killers generally have a ‘’cooling’’ period between each murder. That made Richard Ramirez different from the ordinary serial killer. With each kill, Richard craved the sexual pleasure and thrill he obtained from the very act of claiming another’s life, and soon became addicted to it, sometimes killing again days within his last kill. Richard’s mode of operation was to invade homes in the middle of the night, disable their phones and ransack the place, and leave dead bodies and blood all over as he left the site. This earned the curly-headed attacker the nickname ‘’The Night Stalker’’. Oftentimes, Richard left behind clues for police, such as Avia shoeprints and Satanic symbols he’d drawn on the walls and bodies of his victims. 

Richard had spared the lives of many of his female victims. Routinely, he would neutralize the threat—the man—and sexually assault the wife. If the females complied to his demands and directed him to all the valuables in the house without any hassle, Richard allowed them to live after making them ‘’swear on Satan’’ that that was all the valuables they own. The victims who defied him would come to meet a more tragic fate. 

Capture

On August 30, 1985, Richard took a bus to Arizona to visit one of his brothers, but failed to meet him and ended up returning to Los Angeles the next morning to find that his name and 1984 mugshot photo were plastered on the front page of every newspaper. Citizens immediately recognized him so he promptly fled, sprinting through alleyways and hopping over fences as police sirens blared and helicopter blades whirred. He attempted to steal three cars during his runaway but was driven off. Richard was chased through a neighborhood by a group of bystanders, one of whom struck him over the head with a metal bar during the pursuit. Richard was eventually subdued by the people until police arrived and took him into custody. 

While in the car, Richard admitted to being the Night Stalker, expressed his disbelief that the people had caught him before the authority could, and implored the officers to kill him.

‘’Why don’t you just shoot me? I deserve to die. Now they’re going to send me to the electric chair,’’ Richard reportedly said.

Trial

Richard’s trial, which started on July 22, 1988, took a full year. During this time, Richard gained a tremendous amount of female attention, his dangerous Latin looks and defiance appealing to many but particularly catching the eye of Doreen Lioy, a magazine editor whom Richard later married while on death row. When presented with images of his mutilated victims, Richard would often laugh. Sometimes he would have an occasional outburst in court or flash Satanic symbols inscribed on his hand which would quickly make headlines. 

On September 30, 1989, Richard was found guilty of 13 murders and thirty assorted felonies. On November 7, 1989, he was sentenced to death. Richard didn’t care. As he was escorted from court, he told the press, ‘’Big Deal! Death always went with the territory. I’ll see you in Disneyland.’’

Death

Richard Ramirez died on June 7, 2013, due to B-cell lymphoma at Marin General Hospital in Greenbrae, California. At 53-years-old, Richard had been on death row at San Quentin Prison for more than 23 years waiting to be executed.

During the past months I did a lot of research regarding Richard. The things I found I saved in a kind of “working timeline” , that I want to share with you today. It is far from being complete and it contains also events regarding other people in Richards life and details which maybe are not very relevant, but I saved them anyway, bc. they helped me to structure my research. This timeline contains also crimes, Richard was suspected to have committed them, but was never charged of them, or charges were dropped bc. of lack of evidence. These crimes are written in cursive. The sources for this timeline are mostly old newspaper-articles. I tried to avoid the known documentaries and Philip Carlos book.


Date              Event

02/29/1960  Richard was born in El Paso TX

1962/63       hit by a dresser, forehead laceration, 30 stiches, scar still visible

1966            hit by a swing, unconscious for hours

1966           Head start programm

1966           Cooley School

1968           Richards brothers were molested by a teacher, who also came to their house, where he probably also had contact with Richard

01/31/1970 Roberto, 18  (?) and Julian (19) arrested, „auto burglary“

12/02/1970 Julian (20) arrested, auto theft  (out on bond on three similar charges)

1971/1972  epileptic seizures at school,

04/22/1973 gas explosion / Miguel Valles, 23, Josefina Valles, 22 critical condition, Miguel Valles jr., 5, dead (born Sept. 21, 1967), Jose (?Pablo?) Valles, 2, injured

1974-1977 Jefferson Highschool, El Paso

05/04/1975 Cousin Miguel Ramirez Valles (25) shot his wife Josefina in front of Richard and the two children of Miguel (Pablo, 6, and Oswaldo, 3) 

05/15/1975 Josefina Valles died at Thomason General Hospital

1977           dropped out of school (early 1977)

1977           was sent to half-way house for delinquent youths

12/07/1977 arrest on suspicion of marijuana possession (first entry in El Paso police records)

1978           pretrial intervention programm (marijuana possession)

1979           charge of marijuana possession dismissed (insuff. Evidence)

1979           Richard went to LA and lived there with his brother Julian Jr during  the first year. After a fight over who should pay for a car repair Richard moved out.

1979           met Donna Myers when she went down to El Paso with Armando   Rodriguez and Tony Reys, two friends from the San Francisco area. Richard was a friend of Armando’s in El Paso

1980          spent summer in SF, lived in Richmond with Earl Gregg for 4 months (May to October) and later in other parts of the Bay Area (until 1983)

10/07/1980 death of his best friend, Nicholas Nevarez, in a gruesome traffic accident. Richard was in the back seat when a van, driven by another friend, crashed into a fence. His friend got impaled, the pole went right through him. Richard saw the whole thing.

1981          Pasadena, petty theft charge, first arrest in California

1982          pleaded guilty of marijuana possession, 50 days suspended sentence and fined 115$

1983          moved to LA  (in late 1983 acc. to Earl Gregg), in LA started injecting cocaine

1983          imprisoned in LA for nearly five months on an auto theft conviction

March 1984 acc. to Earl Gregg his last meeting with Richard, who told him that he had broken off a needle in his arm while trying to inject cocaine

03/25/1984 medical record on which Richard listed his address as Coronado Hotel, 373 Ellis Street, SF

04/10/1984 Mei „Linda“ Leung murdered / 765 O'Farrell Street, SF (TL Hotel)

May 1984   in early May Richard was back in LA and stayed until August

06/28/1984 Jennie Vincow, murdered in Glassel Park (stabbed repeatly, nearly decapitated)

11/13/1984 Masataka Kobayashi is found dead in his Nob Hill apartment at  1111 Pine St. (SF)  later (first in 1987, again in 2016, SFPD said that they suspect another man, who molested a relative of Kobayashi, but they have not enough evidence to charge him)

12/1984     Richard met Felipe Solano at the bus depot, where Solano was waiting to take a trip to tijuana and started to sell him stolen goods (until August 1985)

12/12/1984 arrested (mugshot) car theft, 36 days in LA County Jail (75 days ?) (used alias Richard Munoz Moreno) Richard had apparently lived several days in the stolen car.

01/23/1985 released from LA County Jail (?? +/-)

01-07 1985 acc. to Sandra Hotchkiss about 25 nonviolent daytime burglaries in Atwater, Los Feliz, Pasadena, Silverlake, Glendale, West LA, Montrose and Santa Monica

02/20/1985 Mary and Christina Caldwell, ages 70 and 58, respectively, are stabbed dozens of times in their Telegraph Hill (SF) apartment.

02/25/1985 a 6-year-old girl was abducted from Wilcox Elementary School in     Montebello

03/11/1985 a 9-year-old boy was abducted from his home in Monterey Park between 9 and 10 p.m.

03/17/1985 Maria Hernandez, Dayle Okazaki, Rosemead / Tia-Lian Yu, Monterey Park (shot .22)

03/20/1985 an 8-year-old girl was abducted from her home in Glassel Park

03/27/1985 Vincent and Maxine Zazzara, Whittier (shot, .22, Maxine Z.: eyes gouged out)

April 1985  shortly after Easter (April 7th), Richard tried to sell a .25 (?) automatic to Earl Gregg and showed him also a black small-caliber revolver. He had also a couple of rifles for sale (acc. to Gregg, source Carlo – source says too, that Halpin during the trial showed Gregg the pistol recovered in Tijuana. And Gregg said that it looked similar . The gun was missing when the jury began deliberations.) However, Richard apparently was in SF in  April 1985.

05/09/1985 burglary Clara Hadsall, Monrovia (not charged bc. Victim died before trial began, but fingerprints and Avia-footprints found in her house, were used as evidence)

05/14/1985 William and Lilian Doy, Monterey Park, 1586 Trumbower Avenue                        (shot .22), Lilian Doy survived

05/17/1985 dentist records, Dr. Peter Leung, LA (using alias Richard Mena)

05/21/1985 dentist records, Dr. Peter Leung, LA (using alias Richard Mena)

05/23/1985 dentist records, Dr. Peter Leung, LA (using alias Richard Mena)

05/29/1985 Mabel Bell and Florence Lang, Monrovia (bludgeoned with a Hammer)

05/30/1985 dentist records, Dr. Peter Leung, LA (using alias Richard Mena)

05/30/1985 Carol Kyle, Burbank (raped,threatened with gun)

06/02/1985 Edward Wildgans, 29, is shot through the right temple by a late-night intruder. His girlfriend fights off the attacker.

06/05/1985 an 8-year old girl was abducted at 7 a.m. from Ralph Waldo Emerson Elementary School in Rosemead

06/15/1985 stopped by police in Northeast division, suspicion of driving a stolen car, fled on food (business card of dentist Dr. Leung was found in the car)

06/27/1985 a 6-year-old girl was abducted in the early morning from her home in Arcadia (between 1:30 and 3:00 a.m.)

06/27/1985 25 Patty Elaine Higgins, Arcadia, West Naomi Street (throat cut)

07/02/1985 Marie Louise Cannon, Arcadia, East Haven Street (stabbed with   10- inch-kitchen-knife, which he found there)

07/03/1985 dentist records, Dr. Peter Leung, LA (using alias Richard Mena)

07/05/1985 Whitney Bennet, Sierra Madre (bludgeoned with tire iron, strangled with telephone-cord, survived)

07/07/1985 Joyce Lucille Nelson,  Monterey Park, 340 E. Arlight (beaten to death, fists, kicks)

07/07/1985 Sophie Dickman, Monterey Park (raped, threatened with gun, silver pistol)

07/20/1985 Max and Leila Kneiding, Glendale, 1431 Stanley Ave (shot, .22, machete)

07/20/1985 Chainarong Khovananth (shot, .22), Somkid Khovananth (raped) , Sun Valley

08/06/1985 Chris and Virginia Petersen in Northridge, shot in temple/face, both survived (released from hospital after 31 hours) (.25)

08/08/1985  Elyas and Sakina Abowath in Diamond Bar, (.25) (stadia shoeprint found)

08/13/1985  Richard stayed at Bristol Hotel, 56 Mason Street, SF

08/15/1985  burglary at 3637 Baker Street, SF ( Jack Saroyan), ring and bracelet were given to Deleen Gregg, who went to the police with them (29.08.)

08/16/1985  Richard visitied Donna Myers and gave her an octagonal jewelry box to hold

mid08.1985  Richard stayed briefly with Armando Rodriguez in El Sobrante

08/17/1985  Peter and Barbara Pan, Lake Merced, SF (shot, .25)

08/21/1985  Earl Gregg and his wife bought a ring and a bracelet from Richard

08/23/1985  Richard came to Donna Myers (with Armando Rodriguez) to retrieve the jewelry box

08/24/1985  orange Toyota (license plate 482 RTS) stolen

08/25/1985  Bill Carns, Inez Erickson, Mission Viejo (call 911 at 2:40 a.m., shot, . 25) – at about 1:30 a.m. he was seen at the house of James Romero.

08/26/1985  stopped by police in Central Division on a motorcycle for a minor violation (driving without license), they cited him and let him go

08/26/1985  Donna Myers called the police, saying that Earl and Deleen Gregg 5 days before had bought a ring and a bracelet from an old aquainstance, whom they knew only  as Rick

08/27/1985  the stolen orange Toyota (license plate 482 RTS) was found in Wilshire (parking lot near Alexandria Ave/6th Str.) at 7 a.m. / Detectives watched the car from hidden positions until after dawn Wednesday

08/28/1985  car was taken to Orange County early in the morning and searched with laser/superglue etc., a fingerprint was found on the rear view mirror, it was fed to database and produced about 100 fingerprint sets bearing similarities, which had to be looked at by hand, they also got hints from persons who knew Richard (Donna Myers,

08/29/1985  Deleen Gregg went to the police with a gold bracelet (engraved with a CA driver licence number) and a pearl ring, saying that she got them from a certain Rick, who sometimes stayed with her mother

08/29/1985  police staked out the houses of Donna Myers and Armando Rodriguez

08/30/1985  Tucson, AZ, Richard visited his brother Robert (by Greyhound bus)

08/30/1985  fingerprint match found / mugshot released

08/31/1985  mugshot published in newspapers / capture, Hubbard Street, LA

08/31/1985  on Saturday afternoon, four officers arrived at the bus depot and confiscated a large brown tote bag, that Richard had left there

09/03/1985  Richard was arraigned on a single murder count (William Doi) and seven other charges (Doi: burglary, robbery, rape, sodomy and forced oral copulation; Clara Hadsall: burglary, robbery)

09/05/1985  line-up and presentation of about 2000 items, recovered from Felipe Solano, Donny Myers and from the house of Richards sister (about 300 pieces of jewelry)

09/10/1985  Police is searching (again) the house of Richards sister for Maxine Zazzara eyes, they are also looking for clothing that may have been splattered with blood anf for weapons like handguns, knives, double- edged daggers, carpet knives, also for handcuffs, binoculars and ammunition that might have been used in the killings and assaults

10/09/1985  Richard fired Adashek and engaged  Joseph Gallegos as his attorney

10/24/1985  Richard pleaded „not guilty“, also the day he showed his hand with the pentagram and shouted „Hail Satan!“ Richard also switched his attorneys again. Gallegos was fired and Arturo and Daniel Hernandez were engaged

12/02/1985 Richard was arraigned on eight charges in Orange county (one count of attempted murder, two counts of rape, two counts of forced oral copulation, two counts of robbery in a dwelling, one count of burglary)

01/10/1986 Richards former attorney Joseph Gallegos died of a heart attack at age 56

03/03/1986  begin of the preliminary hearing in LA

01/30/1989  the trial in LA starts

09/20/1989  convicted of all charges: 13 counts of murder, 5 attempted murders, 11 sexual assaults, 14 burglaries

11/07/1989  19 death-sentences (gas chamber)

12/04/1989  Richard is taken to SF’s Hall of Justice

01/05/1990  first day of SF-pre-trial

06/07/1991 December 9 1991 was set as date for the trial of the Peter Pan case in SF, Richard pleaded innocent to the 6 counts connected with this case

08/19/1991 Richards father, Julian Tapia Ramirez died of bone cancer (64)

09/21/1993 Richard was returned to San Quentin after a court ordered him out of SF County Jail, where he still was awaiting his trial in the Peter Pan- case. When he came back to San Quentin, the metal detector went off and they found a metal canister in his rectum, containing a part of a handcuff key, a ball point pen, a hypodermic needle and a sticker, saying ‘I love chocolate’.

04/08/1995 death of Miguel Angel Valles (heart attack)

10/03/1996 marriage, Doreen Lioy

07/25/2003 Prosecutor Phil Halpin died on his 65th birthday from cancer

10/22/2009  Richard was linked by DNA to the 1984 killing of Mei Leung in SF

05/28/2013  Richard was taken to the Marin General Hospital

06/01/2013 Richard was released from hospital and brought back to San Quentin

06/05/2013  Richard was taken again to the Marin General  Hospital

06/07/2013  died of complications secondary to B-Cell-Lymphoma, Marin General Hospital, Greenbrae CA

03/14/2016 SF-police released information, that a second suspect was linked to the murder of Mei Leung (10.04.1984 in SF Tenderloin)

04/12/2016 Richard’s mother Mercedes died  

Predator or Knight - Edward Nygma x Reader One-Shot

Originally posted by nygmasgirl-cobblepotsbadgirl

Repost because the old link didn’t work anymore, also changed it to a reader input !

Warnings: none, well maybe schizophrenic thoughts, use of a taser

My first story about Edward Nygma - inspired by the Song:*Du riechst so gut - Rammstein*

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anonymous asked:

Vinsmoke siblings in highschool AU please

I hope you re post the vinsmoke hcs soon, I love your write and I’m really looking forward the then. Keep the good job :D

Soon, yes 5 weeks later, forgive me yohoho *cries* but anyway thank u so much!!!

Reiju

  • excels everywhere, probably top student along with Law, Chopper and Kaya
  • cheerleader captain
  • wins prom queen every year, probably even more than Vivi
  • but don’t be fooled they get along well and gossip about those dumbasses
  • Ace, Kid, Rebecca, Nami, Bonney, Barto… almost everybody who’s into girls has asked her out already
  • unsuccessfully
  • she’s a teachers’ favorite because she’s polite, nice and smart
  • captain of the debate team

Ichiji

  • the intimidating jackass that somehow a lot of people happen to have a crush on
  • him and Niji and Yonji are like an unholy trinity and always show up as a trio oh my god
  • still annoys Sanji to end
  • “Sanji, Reiju come on join us and we’ll be a quintette”
  • No Ichi they have dignity
  • It doesn’t matter what it is, Ichiji gets away with EVERYTHING
  • He’s “nice” to the unpopular students, which means that he protects them from bullies but they’re super scared of him and do everything he says

Niji

  • has incredible grades like Reiju
  • super tidy, he HATES mess, just take a look at his locker, you’d feel the need to wash your hands before you could reach in
  • teachers hate him
  • huge bully along with Yonji, that’s why he has Sanji and Reiju’s shoeprint often on his ass
  • Walks into class 20 minutes late with coffee and his headphones on like nobody’s business
  • “I like to make an entrance.”
  • he’s probs in some sort of tech club

Yonji

  • in the wrestling and football team
  • teachers hate him too
  • huge bully his victims include: Tashigi, Usopp, Chopper, Kaya, Shirahoshi, Rebecca and Coby
  • He once made the big mistake of trying to mess with Carrot too but then she beat the godhonest shit out of him
  • the only Vinsmoke kid that has to visit the principal’s office a lot because of all the pranks he’s pulling
  • his grades are probably a little above average but he’s shit at science
Case Study {Part II}

Author: Zoe

(A/N: Part two is here! I’m so excited to be writing for Bodhi, he is my all time favorite~!)

Detective! Bodhi x Reader

Plot Summary: John MacArthur was found dead in his home on March 3rd, 2017. His family, especially his wife and sister in law, are emotionally distressed. His neighbor is strangely nonchalant, a former prostitute has been demanding child support, and the weapon is nowhere to be found. New LAPD detective Bodhi Rook has been assigned to this murder, and has been paired up with you, one of the precinct’s finest. Try not to let your emotions hinder the case, detective.

You and Bodhi had sat in the conference, reviewing your case assignment for about five days, but the case board only showing clues, and no solid leads.

“Nothing? Not even foreign fingerprints?” Bodhi asked, as you shook your head.

“Forensics team didn’t find anything from the outside other than shoeprints. And those were a men’s size 8.” You sighed, rubbing your temple. “Paper says MacArthur was a size 11.”

“So the killer is a man?”

You shook your head, picking slightly at the staple in your papers. “Can’t say for sure. Anybody could have been wearing those shoes.”

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“Killing is killing whether done for duty, profit or fun.”

The Tale of The Nightstalker

Richard Ramirez’s reign of terror lasted from July 1984 to August 1985 and left 14 people dead.

Ramirez prowled the small towns of Southern California and San Francisco. He would break into random houses and terrorize the occupants. If a couple lived there, Ramirez would shoot the man dead first, then beat and rape the woman. He would demand to know where they kept their valuables. A Satanist, Ramirez would force her to “swear on Satan” when she said there were no more valuables for him to take. Sometimes he would let his victims live.

Ramirez had no preference as far as victim type was concerned. He preyed on the elderly, women, children and men. He also used various methods to kill – strangulation, shooting and bludgeoning.

Born in El Paso, Texas on February 29, 1960 to Julian and Mercedes Ramirez, he was the youngest of five children.

Julian Ramirez was known to have a violent temper and was abusive. Richard Ramirez suffered two significant head injuries as a child. At age 2, a dresser fell on top of him and was hit with a swing and knocked unconscious at age 5. After the last severe injury, Ramirez began to have epileptic seizures, which lasted until early adolescence.

Ramirez began to fall under the influence of his cousin Miguel (Mike) Ramirez at age 12.

Mike Ramirez was a decorated Army Green Beret. He shared gruesome stories of raping and murdering women during his time serving in Vietnam. Cousin Mike even showed young Richie photos he took of the terrified women tied to trees as he was about to rape them and of him posing with the severed head of one of his victims.

In May of 1973, Ramirez witnessed his cousin shoot and kill his wife, Jesse. After witnessing the murder, Ramirez withdrew from family and friends. He went to live with his sister Ruth, whose husband Roberto was a peeping tom. Roberto brought Ramirez on his nighttime excursions to peep at women. Ramirez also began experimenting with drugs at this time.

Mike Ramirez was committed to a mental institution and was released in 1977.

Ramirez’s criminal behavior began during adolescence when he was working at a Holiday Inn. He began burglarizing customers’ rooms. Ramirez lost his job after he was caught in the act of raping a woman in her room. Her husband returned to the room just in time and beat Ramirez.  The couple refused to press charges because they lived out of state and didn’t want to return to Texas to testify against him.

Ramirez completed the 9th grade and dropped out of high school. He moved to California at age 22.

The first murder Ramirez committed wasn’t discovered until 2009 through a DNA match. The victim was 9-year-old Mei Leung who was found beaten, raped and stabbed to death in a hotel basement on April 10, 1984 in San Francisco.

Ramirez’s next victim was 79-year-old Jennie Vincow. He broke into her apartment in Glassell Park. Ramirez stabbed her to death, slashing her throat and almost decapitating her.

Ramirez attacked three women, killing two of them on March 17, 1985. Ramirez shot 22-year-old Maria Hernandez in the face. She put her hands up defensively and her keys deflected the bullet, saving her life. Her roommate, 34-year-old Dale Okazaki, wasn’t as lucky. Ramirez shot her in the head, killing her. An hour later, he pulled 30-year-old Veronica Hu from her car and shot her to death.

The three attacks and two murders in one day attracted the attention of the media. Maria Hernandez was also able to provide a description.

Ramirez returned to a home he robbed one year before on March 27, 1985. He killed Vincent Zazzara, 64, shooting him in the head as he slept on the couch. Zazzara’s wife, 44-year-old, Maxine was beaten by Ramirez. He tied her hands and demanded her to tell him where her valuables were. As Ramirez ransacked her home, Maxine managed to get out of her bonds and got a shotgun that was under the bed. When she pulled the trigger, she found it wasn’t loaded.

The fact that Maxine Zazzara had threatened Ramirez with a shotgun enraged him. He shot her to death then decided he wanted part of her. Ramirez got a butcher knife from the kitchen and mutilated her, cutting out her eyes and placing them in a jewelry box.

Ramirez left behind a shoe print in a flowerbed, later identified as a pair of Avia sneakers. The murder of the Zazzaras was linked to the previous crimes by bullets recovered at the scene.

Ramirez would claim his next victim on May 14, 1985. He beat Bill Doi, 66, to death. He bound his disabled wife, Lillian, 56, with thumbcuffs. then robbed the Doi’s home and raped her. Lillian Doi survived the attack to provide a description.

His next victims were Mabel “Ma” Bell, 83, and her sister Florence “Nettie” Lang, 81. Ramirez bludgeoned Lang with a hammer and tied her up. He did the same to Bell, then shocked her with an electrical cord. He raped Lang and drew a pentagram with lipstick on her inner thigh and on the bedroom wall. Bell and Lang were found alive two days later. Bell didn’t survive her injuries.

Ramirez broke into the home of Carol Kyle, 42, the day after his attack on Bell and Lang. He handcuffed Kyle and her 11-year-old son together, then proceeded to ransack the house.

He then unbound Kyle and demanded she show him where the valuables were. Ramirez put her son in the closet, then repeatedly sodomized his mother. He took the child from the closet, then handcuffed him to his mother again before leaving.

Ramirez’s home invasions would continue, leaving a trail of rape and murder that would come to an end in August 1985.

Police had ballistic and shoeprint evidence that matched up with other Night Stalker crime scenes. During a press conference the Mayor of San Francisco leaked an important piece of evidence – the Avia shoe print. Investigators found the particular sneaker was rare. It was a new type of sneaker and only one pair had been delivered to the Los Angeles area. Of course, detectives knew the perpetrator would hear about it and get rid of the sneakers.

 Ramirez was definitely following the media coverage of his crimes. On Aug. 24, 1985, he broke into the home of Bill Carns, 30, and his fiancée Inez Erickson, 29. Before Ramirez left, he told Erickson, “Tell them the Night Stalker was here.”

 As he left their home, a neighbor, 13-year-old James Romero III recognized Ramirez as the “weird looking guy in black” he had seen earlier that night. Suspicious, he wrote down as much as he could of the license plate of the stolen orange Toyota Ramirez was driving.  When he heard about the attack on the neighbors, Romero told his parents about Ramirez and had the partial license plate number. Erickson also provided a vivid description of her attacker to investigators.

 The abandoned Toyota was found on Aug. 28 and a fingerprint was found on the rearview mirror. The print was traced to Ramirez because of earlier arrests for traffic and drug violations. Investigators released a mug shot of Ramirez from a previous arrest for car theft in December 1984.

Ramirez wasn’t aware that his face was now known to the public.  He had been in Arizona visiting his brother. When he returned to Los Angeles and stopped at a convenience store. Ramirez noticed his face staring back at him from a news rack after he overheard an elderly woman call him “El Matador” (the killer). Residents began to recognize him. He ran from the store and tried to carjack a woman. He was chased away by witnesses who ran after him. An angry mob who recognized him from the papers formed and chased Ramirez. He was hit in the head with a metal bar. The group held Ramirez until police arrived.

Ramirez was convicted of 13 counts of murder, five attempted murders, 11 sexual assaults and 14 burglaries. He was sentenced to death but the sentence would never be carried out. Richard Ramirez died of cancer on June 7, 2013.

anonymous asked:

What are your fave taekook moments ?

ughkcfhk there r so many how am i supposed to choose,,,, uuh but u know that time when tae kicked the ball at jk and jk fucking took off after him (this), i saw someone point out the dusty shoeprint on tae’s sweater when they’re cuddling afterward, like is that jk’s footprint pls ndsfkjgfj what happENED,, that’s a Gud moment

Uncle James

AU, James Potter dealing with his nephew Dudley, for the lovely lovethebluebox, who suggested this prompt to me. Half-arsed attempt at 12 on a Sunday night?? I hope you like it??

Tugging down her satin dress, Petunia Dursley scowled. In her hand was the chubby fist of her son’s, who was currently wriggling around in a bid to not be left alone at this house. This house. Frankly, Petunia didn’t blame him for trying to get away. She didn’t want him here either. But there was a wedding to attend, and the disorganized couple had only told them about it three weeks ago. The Dursleys had tried everyone they knew, every family under the sun, but no one could take their four year old Dudley in for a whole weekend. No one except, of all people, the Potters.

Petunia didn’t trust anyone with her precious boy, least of all her freaky, weird, inexplicably accident-prone sister and her equally unbearable husband. If she could get out of this, she would have, but the soon-to-be-wedded couple was due to go into business with her husband soon. She simply couldn’t let him down.

Sighing, Petunia rang the doorbell.

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“Hi!” Lily said brightly, swinging the door open.

“Hello,” Petunia replied stiffly. She thrust the duffle bag at her sister, who took it and set it down beside the door. She handed over her son with another sigh, before lifting her chin.

“Duddles likes his doughnuts, so just give them to him when he wants them. I packed them in there,” she nodded at the bag. “His teddy bears are in there too.”

“Teddy bears?”

“Four of them. Make sure he has them with him when he sleeps. And he needs a picture book read to him every night. Now, I don’ want any of your… your…”

“Magi-”

DON’T. Your strangeness, I don’t want any of that in front of him, do you hear me? You’re a bad enough influence as it is.”

“All right. No waving wands around Duddles. No feeding him healthy food. No speaking. No breathing. Got it. Have a great time!”

Lily shut the door in her sister’s face. Right bitch.

“And right you are!” James sauntered into the hall, carrying little Harry. He bent down to give her a kiss on the cheek, before setting Harry down in front of Dudley. He knelt down.

“All right, Dudley? We haven’t met for a while. I’m Uncle James.”

“I know,” the little boy said self-importantly. James’s eyebrows shot up, accompanied by a low chuckle.

“Great. This here’s Harry.”

There was a moment of silence as the two boys eyed each other warily, before Harry spoke up.

“Let’s go see daddy turn leaves into spiders.”

James gave him a look, under which Harry’s shoulders slumped.

“Let’s go play on the swings,” he amended.

Dudley shrugged, and the pair toddled off out the back door.

“He isn’t too bad,” James commented.

“No,” Lily agreed. “He’s actually not.”

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After supervising the kids on the swings for a while, during which Lily had to secretly whip out her wand under her cardigan to slow Dudley’s enthusiastic dive off the swings (copying her own son, who very much took after her), and letting them bake cookies with her (the muggle way, even the cleaning up), Lily wiped her hands on her jeans. Glancing at the clock, she called James over.

“I have to go now. I’m supposed to meet Marlene in fifteen minutes.”

“You- wait, what?” James widened his eyes.

“I’m having dinner with Marlene for her birthday, I told you this morning. You said you’d be fine.”

So he did. He was very naïve, he thought.

“Dinner’s ready on the stove. It’s just soup and bread and salad. You just need to get them fed, brush their teeth, and pop them in bed if you can. Or they can paint a bit. It’s all in the cupboard. I’ll try to get out early.”

Leaving James no time to protest, Lily gave him a quick peck on the lips before rushing off to their bedroom. With a resounding crack, James was alone with two squirming toddlers.

-

“So tell me, Dudley. What do you mugg-people do for fun?” James asked, tossing Dudley another hunk of bread.

“I got a new train thet for my birthday. It’s thteam-powered.”

“Blimey! Just like the Hogwarts Express!”

James was met with a blank stare.

“Er… right. Well, Harry recently got an update on his br-” Right. No magic. “Harry likes to draw, don’t you, Harry?”

Harry nodded solemnly. “I painted mummy the other day,” he said, pointing to the red blob that was currently pinned by the fireplace.

Dudley’s eyes narrowed. “That’s a thun.”

“No, it’s not, it’s mummy.”

“It’s a thun to me.”

“It’s mummy!”

“RIGHT.” James stuck his spoon between the two boys, whose heads were leaning closer with each sentence. “Mummy’s happy. Like the sun.”

“I don’t have paint at home,” Dudley mused. His lower lip suddenly started to tremble. “I want paint.”

“Mate, it’s time for bed after dinner.”

“But I want to paint.”

“It’s nearing eight! It’s past your bedtime!”

Dudley’s eyes screwed shut. “I. Want. To. Paint!

Shit. Doughnuts. Where are the doughnuts? James was out of his seat in a flash, diving for the duffle bag that sat on a breakfast stool. Ripping the zipper open, he looked inside and blanched. He’d used them all up.

James turned back slowly, praying to Merlin and Minerva and all things holy that the boy had moved on.

He was met with a scream.

All right. All right.” Gathering up the plates, James swore (very quietly). So much for putting them to sleep and dragging Sirius over so he could down ten consecutive Firewhiskey shots and have a sob. Dumping everything in the sink, he sat the bawling Dudley and the bewildered Harry on the living room floor, and went off in search for those damned paint pots.

This was going to be a long night.

-

“Hey! I’m home!”

The first thing Lily noticed as she slipped her shoes off was a very distinct blue handprint. On the ceiling. Another was splattered on a doorframe, while yellow shoeprints danced into the living room. Lily frowned.

Following them, she walked into the room, where her eyebrows shot up at the three boys on the floor.

James was in tears, Dudley was in tears, and Harry was in the center of the room, making snow angels in a pool of pink.

Made For Each Other - Part 17

[Parts 1-16] (at the very bottom)

As always, I don’t own the gif I’ve used. I found it through a google images search. If the owner would like credit or for me to remove it, all you have to do is ask! :)

Ever since Lydia had gotten out of Eichen House, you had acted as if you were her personal bodyguard. You’d only leave her side to go home and go to sleep at night, but that was really only because it was the only time you got to see Isaac, who was still sleeping in your bed with you every night – where he could also hear if anything went wrong at Lydia’s house.

As you stroll into Lydia’s bedroom one morning before school and throw yourself down on her bed, feeling both physically and mentally exhausted, she turns away from her vanity mirror to look at you. “Is Isaac keeping you up late or something?” She asks cheekily while raising her eyebrows quickly.

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story without words: folie à deux (EREN & JEAN)

Here it is, that one reincarnation fic. I don’t know what else to say about it besides that.

A big thank you to skyfireflies, who basically ghostwrote this, and to tsundere-jean for putting up with me.

edit: Arted by 70% EtOH. I am not worthy.

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story without words (folie à deux)

Eren and Jean in a world where they could have been happy.

~5000 words.

Also on AO3.

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February was a month for feeling disjointed, all out of sorts. Despite his best efforts, the mountains of mail the office received remained Appalachian. The strings on his guitar had needed changing since Christmas, but that money—with a conscientiousness that felt as though it belonged to someone else—was saved to keep the lights on in his flat.

At night, the pipes groaned and banged in the walls if the neighbors happened to take a late shower, and the sound of it crept into his dreams.

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