After chapter 23, I feel like I need to write about Seungbae from an
unbiased POV. Let’s see what kind of a person Seungbae really is. Is he the hero of the story?
Reasons why Seungbae is a good cop:
1. He’s strict about law. 2. He’s focused on his job. 3. He’s good at remembering and connecting the details. 4. He wants to do good. 5. He’s motivated. 6. He has a good instinct.
Reasons why Seungbae is a bad cop:
1. He breaks the law when he thinks it’s convenient while expecting others to always obey the law. 2.
He indeed ‘makes up stories’ often (even if they are true) because he
relies on gut feelings a lot rather than logical, solid evidences. 3. His obsession with Sangwoo for petty reasons. 4. He considers himself above the law and better than everyone else. 5. He’s edgy and mentally unstable. 6. He got demoted once before. 7. He gets physical/violent when things don’t go his way. 8. He abuses his authority as a police officer.
Things Seungbae has done wrong as a cop:
1. Abusing his authority to get what he wants. 2. Lying to get into someone’s house and without a warrant. 3. Hiding evidences from his superiors. 4. Secretly investigating a ‘case’ without telling his superiors about it. 5.
Pressuring/trying to manipulate someone into giving him the black box
(even though black boxes are private the person could decline). 6. Threatening/blackmailing people into giving him what he wants. 7. Peeking into someone’s property (and ‘linger/loiter’). 8. Stalking. 9. Assaulting another police officer 10. Hacking his superior’s computer. 11. Using his police badge illegally to force people into giving him information. 12. After seeing the footage of Sangwoo assaulting someone, he was not concerned about that person’s safety but he’s still obsessing over Sangwoo. (Some of these are from @ikemen-in-suits list)
Why Seungbae seems like a good guy:
Between Bad and Worse and The Worst, he’s the bad! People
who work in the police department are constantly slacking off and are
pretty much useless. The only person who’s trying to do his job properly
is Seungbae. So despite all the unlawful, wrong things he’s done, he
seems like a good person because everyone else is horrible. And the
reason fans also see him as a saint is because he is constantly being
compared to a serial killer. ‘So if Seungbae doesn’t kill people
brutally, he must be a good guy.’ (?) But he is indeed trying to do good.
Is Seungbae really a smart cop?
the evidences he’s found so far were by luck. The hair happens to be
from Sangwoo’s house and belong to Bum. The driver who was speeding
happens to be Sangwoo, he happened to see them and so he managed to get his black box. Whether he’s getting closer to the serial killer or not, Seungbae’s
approach is very comical and illogical. A normal, good officer would
connect the solid, logical evidences together to find the
killer. But what Seungbae is doing is placing the one person he’s
obsessing over - for trivial reasons and because of his gut feelings -
in the middle and trying to connect all the crimes to him instead. He’s
He remembers a case from 3 years ago, his first thought is “It could be Sangwoo’s work.” He
finds a black hair on his foot (which is a pretty common color in
Asia), his first thought is “It must be from Sangwoo’s house.” He finds out a girl is missing, he doesn’t suspect any of her friends but “What about Sangwoo?”
He finds out a guy is missing, his first thought, “It could be Sangwoo’s work”
He talks to witnesses, his first question “Do you know this guy? Oh Sangwoo?”
There are millions of people out there doing suspicious things. Why does Seungbae just assumes Sangwoo must be the killer
and even goes as far as to investigate it? His evidences are nothing
but gut feelings, guesses and luck. So no, I think being smart and
having a good instinct are different. He’s a pretty lucky guy!
“…he’s smart and really good at connecting the dots. people say he’s a bad
cop but he has to do some wrong things in his situation to be able to
do anything at all!“
This is an ask I gotI’m going to ignore the sarcasm that was in the beginning, anon >_>. This is true. As
I already mentioned, he is indeed good at connecting the dots but what
are the dots? Are the dots solid evidences or just gut feelings again?
Yep, mostly gut feelings. He suspected Sangwoo because he makes him
uncomfortable.(!) He doesn’t like how calm Sangwoo is and as he mentioned
before, Sangwoo creates different atmospheres every time and so Seungbae considers him a liar! Again without any solid evidence.
is not a hero but as for his role in the story, it seems like, he’s supposed to be a flawed hero (an anti-hero) and not
a good person. At this point it seems like he will find out about
Sangwoo and his crimes because he has a very good instinct. But when he
does, he will probably be all alone, there won’t be anyone to ‘save’ and there’s a surprise waiting for him. Two killers instead of one.
and this one “You were chased by the cops, got in my car and just yelled ‘Drive!’” AU!!
Anonymous: "You were chased by the cops, got in my car and just yelled ‘Drive!“ for an au prompt
Sorry about the ending - this has been sitting in my drafts for two weeks and I was getting impatient… This is on my list to be finished I promise :) (also if you have any ideas on how to end this send me a message or like… write it in the tags???)
Neil was relaxing in a borrowed Ford Fiesta that smelled like fish cakes, chugging a lukewarm bottle of water he had just bought from the gas station, and contemplating how much money he could spare on ethanol, when the passenger door swung open and slammed shut in one swift, chaotic movement.
He didn’t have time to register how panicked he should be, but the small blonde didn’t seem like someone his father would hire, and his stern command didn’t sound even remotely as threatening as Romero or Malcolm. Even so, Neil calmly set his water bottle in the sticky cup holder and gripped the steering wheel with both hands. “Who are you?”
The blonde suddenly rounded on him, his elbow coming up to Neil’s neck and applying pressure before he could even think about reacting. Neil faintly registered the familiar feeling of a knife pressed against his stomach, not quite puncturing the skin. “It doesn’t matter. You see those cops?”
Neil followed the blonde’s head tilt to the back window, where he noticed a few cop cars idling behind him in the gas station parking lot. Neil looked back at his captor and nodded as much as he was allowed, which wasn’t much.
“I don’t want to be caught by them, and judging by the state of your clothes and the fact that you aren’t even slightly tanned even though your license plate says Arizona, you don’t want to be caught either.”
It was a stretch, but Neil certainly didn’t want to spend the night in a police cell anytime soon. He could easily explain away the few accusations the blonde hit him with, but right now he just wanted to be far away from the cops now exiting their vehicles.
He tapped the blonde on the arm, “I can’t drive with a knife in my stomach.”
He was let go, but the knife remained poised between them. Neil admired the sleek design of it, definitely not something Lola would use, but the serrated edges were sharpened enough to filet a small pig. He shook his head to dismantle the direction of his thoughts and put the car in gear, tires squealing as he peeled out of the gas station parking lot. To his surprise, the policemen didn’t even glance at his vehicle as he pulled onto the nearest two-lane highway. He lowered his speed so he wasn’t breaking any laws, but kept his hand hovering over the gear shift.
“I locked the bathroom door and then snuck out the window. They’ll probably be occupied for at least another ten minutes.”
“That depends on how smart Columbia cops are,” Neil murmured, doing a few quick calculations in his head. There were three cop cars, two of which were just small city patrollers. The one he was most concerned with was the SUV with California printed on the license plate. Just what exactly did this kid do that warranted the arrival of an out of state cop?
“You’re right. 20 minutes.”
Neil shifted subtly in his seat to study his companion, who had slouched down and propped his legs on the passenger-side airbag. A study of nonchalance and apathy. “So what did you do?”
The kid didn’t answer him for awhile, keeping his eyes forward and expression blank. Neil had almost dropped the subject when the blonde suddenly spoke up, “Turns out cops don’t like it when you escape from their idea of rehabilitation.”
Neil considered this as he switched lanes, passing a semi truck who insisted on driving five miles under the speed limit. So the kid was either an escaped convict or an escaped mental patient. Great.
“Truth for a truth. What are you doing so far from home, Arizona?”
Neil wanted to laugh at the nickname, but he couldn’t find much humor in his current situation. “My mom was relocated for her job. I was on my way to school when you so eloquently barged in on my morning commute.”
“Hmmm you seem to think we’re playing truth for a lie.” The blonde didn’t show any hints of anger, but Neil eyed the knife he held over the center console all the same. “Distasteful game. Very one-sided.”
Neil rolled his eyes and gripped the steering wheel even harder. The kid was smarter than he originally thought. “I ran away from Arizona. Turns out fathers aren’t all they’re cracked up to be.” Maybe he could give away half-truths and hope for the best.
He watched as the blonde digested this information. He didn’t know how long their game would last, but he knew that this car ride wouldn’t end very well. He eyed his duffel bag, tucked away next to the gas pedal at his feet, his mother’s gun safely hidden underneath piles of carefully folded clothes.
“Duly noted. Your turn.” The kid motioned with his knife for Neil to continue the game.
“Either you’re used to switching names or you’re actually telling the truth.” Andrew mused while he adjusted the air conditioning.
“Glad that I can maintain your faith in humanity.” Neil quipped, swatting Andrew’s hand away from the dial and turning it back the way he had it. “Jail or mental hospital?”
Neil considered the blonde beside him. He really didn’t know what type of crimes warranted juvie over actual jail, but kidnapping an unsuspecting teenager at a gas station was probably up there on the list of federal offenses.
“Got any family left?”
Neil suddenly craved a cigarette. “Some. No siblings. You?”
“A twin. It was a recent development in my familial drama, so I wouldn’t delve too deep.”
Neil wasn’t planning on it.
They went on like that for about 30 miles, Neil giving Andrew half-truths about his past and his time in Millport, and Andrew hinting very sarcastically about a less than satisfactory time in juvie. Neil took every other exit on the highway, winding them through dilapidated towns with no real destination in mind. It was a learned behavior, but it came in handy in cases like these.
Narrator: it was at this point that @minyavd had @minyardfluff read the headcanon to decide how to end it.
Summary: Dan is a robber who steals valuable objects nearly every night. When he goes into a flat decorated with plants and stuffed animals, he can’t seem to keep himself away. Dan’s not used to pretty boys stealing things of his own; especially when they steal his heart. Word Count: 3590 Warnings: stealing, breaking/entering, cussing A/N: I’d like to thank my roommate @sourmojo for giving me the idea to write this fic (based off of this song) and also @insanityplaysfics for being my lovely beta. That summary is the worst fucking summary I’ve ever written but I love this idea so much and I hope you do too! Please don’t ask me to write a sequel, i will write one if i end up feeling like it, but as of right now, it doesnt seem very likely. Read it on AO3!
It was something that Dan was proud of, as fucked up as it was. He just couldn’t get enough of everything about it; the thrill, the little prizes he got out of it, hell even the news broadcasters. No matter how hard he tried to get away from his lifestyle, he always ended up going back. His own addiction, his very own little secret. Besides, it’s not like anybody was getting hurt in his escapades. Just himself and his own conscious, but that he could deal with.
So what if he broke into houses and stole objects he found compelling? They were just objects and humans should be able to get over the loss of something so materialistic. Rings, money, antiques. Stealing those didn’t harm anybody. In fact, they should be grateful for Dan. He helped people realise that family was far more important than items.
Dan didn’t necessarily know how he got to this point in his life, where he just went to other people’s houses to steal meaningless crap, but he couldn’t be more thankful. One day he was just a silly little teenager trying to be edgy by sneaking into places he wasn’t supposed to be in, and the next moment he was a twenty-five year old man breaking and entering all to steal that new movie he’s been wanting for weeks. Some would say that he was stupid for risking going to jail just for a movie, but Dan didn’t give a single fuck.
I was re-watching some of my favorite Andy/Haley episodes on Modern Family and I noticed something. Jokes aside about Haley being Hyde and Jackie’s future daughter or Sarah Hyland being fan favorite fancast for JH daughter, here’s this:
The first time Hyde and Jackie kiss, Jackie assures she felt nothing and asks Hyde if he did. He lies and says that no, he felt nothing too. And we can see hisbody language and just enrie face how much he’s lying:
In similar fashion, when Haley and Andy first kiss, they are talking about how if one of them felt somorever)ething out of it, it would be a disaster and he is sure she would had been infatuated with him by now. She calls bullshit and he keeps assuring her it would had happened. So, to shut him up (and because she’s been wanting to kiss him since forever), she kisses him and says that nothing happens.
But Haley’s reaction reminded me of something,
or more like, she reminded me of someone:
I find a lot of similarities between both couples, but especially between Hyde and Haley in the ‘where do I go, what should I do, do i deserve this bit of happiness with this too good for me person’ sense and the fact that both are openly rebellious and sexual and incredible closed when it comes to their actual feelings. Hell, Haley is not able to say ‘I love you’ to Andy directly, does it sounds familiar?
What I found interesting is that the parallels between both couples can be made on a very deep and meta level, because in the outside they may not be much alike. In fact, I’m sure people may think that Haley is more like Jackie, since both are spoiled girls with a high interest in fashion.
Both female chracters share their ‘funny’ tropes (shallow, spoiled, fashionist, popular girls), but Haley shares her deeper tropes with Hyde the most (laziness out of insecurity about the future, commitment issues, alcohol and drug use as supposed recreation but actual copping mechanism, smart but lazy, bad at school but not dumb, loving and passionate inside, pining for the optimistic dreamer, I could go on).
For me, it’s great to find these similarities in two of my biggest OTPs ever. Yes, I have a type in OTPs even, it seems.
And it amuses me how much people like the idea of Sarah Hyland being fancasted as Hyde and Jackie’s daughter, especially if sharing most of Haley’s highlight moments. Seeing her share these bits of characterization so similar to Hyde’s just adds to the magic.
what are your opinions on all of the sensates and what they each bring to the table?
I basically like to think of the sensates and what they contribute in two areas: skill/assets and personality.
Skills/Assets: Obviously Riley is a talented DJ and musician but I don’t really think that adequately describes what she brings to the team. When you get practical? Riley has street smarts. The vast network of hideouts, resources, and underground connections that Riley has apparently built for herself over the years was utterly indispensable in season 2. Riley is someone who, more than any of the others, knows how to disappear.
Personality: I don’t think it’s any secret that Riley is probably the most nurturing and empathetic of the sensates. But she’s also someone with an unbelievable amount of resilience and strength and I just view her as a soft, compassionate, survivor.
Putting the rest under a cut because this got obscenely long!
“Life was one big joke to Two-Bit. He was famous for
shoplifting and his black-handled switchblade (which he couldn’t have acquired without his first talent), and he was always smarting off to the cops. He really couldn’t help it.
Everything he said was so irresistibly funny that he just had to let the police in on it to
brighten up their dull lives.”
prompt: ‘Bellamy & Clarke as undercover cops posing as boyfriend and girlfriend’for anonymous
word count: 2695
Count to five. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Breathe in. Breathe out. Answer the question.
“I woke up alone. He was gone. Everyone was gone.”
“What happened before they knocked you out, Clarke? We need to know everything so we can find him. We need to find Bellamy.”
The way Kane is talking to her makes her want to scream. At him. At everyone. At the entire universe. But she gets it. She’s a cop and she’d be asking the same questions if she was the one in Kane’s position. But she’s not. Tonight, she’s just another victim. With blood running down her face and in her hair and the all-encompassing worry that someone she cares about could be dead.
Bellamy could be dead. The thought makes her heart race and her eyes well up and she pushes it all away because Marcus Kane cannot see her crying over Bellamy Blake. Bellamy is her partner, her training officer, nothing else. Nothing more.
At least, that’s what she thought before they went undercover as a couple.
She’d held his hand like it was the only thing keeping her on two feet. She’s only been on the job for eight months. Going undercover was a big deal. It was terrifying. Thank god Bellamy had been by her side, holding on just as tightly.
If she had to go undercover with anyone, she was glad it was him. They always understood each other. She could read him like he was one of her oldest friends, not someone she’d met just eight months earlier. He trusted her by his side and had even told her as much. She’d thought they were both lucky to walk into that tiny, shady bar together.
But as much as Bellamy had told her she was ready, Clarke didn’t feel that way. She knew the case backwards and forwards. She knew what she and Bellamy had to do in order to get the arrests and get out alive.
But neither of them expected that one of the supposed good guys was working against them. She should have known. Dax had been so interested in what she’d been doing all day and why she was walking around the station in jeans and a full face of makeup instead of her uniform.
She should have told Bellamy, then maybe they wouldn’t be in this mess. He wouldn’t be in this mess—missing and possibly hurt or, worse, dead.
She doesn’t remember much about what happened before she got knocked out. She remembers Bellamy’s hand enveloping hers, his thumb running over her knuckles at a slow, calming pace. She remembers the way he looked at her when someone asked how they met and how long they’d been together. She remembers the feel of his lips on hers when he kissed her— so casually—as a pretense before whispering something in her ear just before she was hit in the head.
One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Breathe in. Breathe out.
7/8 characters (The Outsiders) • Keith “Two-Bit” Mathews
Life was one big joke to Two-Bit. He was famous for shoplifting and his black-handled switchblade (which he couldn’t have acquired without his first talent), and he was always smarting off to the cops. He really couldn’t help it. Everything he said was so irresistibly funny that he had to let the police in on it to brighten up their dull lives.
“I hear they stamp your face into gorilla cookies.”
Special Agent Leonard McCoy spent the last two years deep undercover to infiltrate The Vulcan Brothers; a drugs- and money laundering organization led by Spock. But when he finally receives the signal to take him down, he realizes he has started to feel loyalty towards this new environment, the money, the thrills, and especially, to Spock.
The fact that the police officer guy is actually smart means the writers could’ve had smart cops and just decided not to write them because, why the hell not? On another note, the Spencer and Wren scene was so random and sounded nothing like Spencer.
Summary: Hamilton had always been ahead of everyone; being a world-class criminal, it was simply an expectation. However, after becoming a prime suspect of a crime he didn’t commit, the world seems to be speeding above and beyond his control. Crime continues to dominate his life in ways he would never have suspected, and soon enough, convincing Officer Jefferson of his innocence comes to be the least of his worries.
Word Count: 2220
Dedication: To @xaandiir for not only being my beta, but also my personal cheer squad. Thanks for everything you’ve done and will continue to do, my prince ;)
Who was the person that came up with this sticky note idea? They needed a raise. It was ingenious! Putting sticky notes all over his cop’s car- each one inscribed with a semi-dud code. Hamilton honestly wished he had come up with the idea himself. And sure, he would be taking most of the credit for it. He even made sure to smile and wave at the security camera across the street. Nothing topped off vandalism like the ‘fuck you’ face of an identifiable world class criminal. It was just such a time-wasting goose chase and he couldn’t wait to see the horror of the car’s owner when Hercules finally tapped into the camera.
Mardaani: Gives Women Everywhere No Choice But To Bow Down to Rani Mukerjee
Synopsis: Shivani Roy is a do-good, street smart cop who fears no man and no criminal, and she will stop at nothing to rescue a girl that is like a daughter to her when she is kidnapped and sold as a sex slave.
Look at Rani’s name up there all big and bold
JUST LOOK AT IT WHILE THE PUNY MEN SIT DOWN BELOW
I weep that movies like Kick and Humpty Dumpty Sharma do so well while films like this go unnoticed, especially a film like this that is so so needed
Rani has not lost her luster one bit. And that too without a bit of makeup on her face.
The script could have been very easily lost in a convoluted plot or written off as boring, but the performance and passion she gives to her character is perfect
Repeatedly, men try to use their virile ways to intimidate her, but she never backs down. Not only that, all of the other cops she works with are men, but follow her orders without question. It is so so important to notice this role-reversal in Hindi cinema!
I never thought I could see Rani as an action star but like mannnnn where did that come from. She was snatching dudes off of motorcycles and kicking their asses like damn Tina
**SPOILER** My absolute favorite thing ever was the final confrontation between her and Karan. She has a gun on him, but doesn’t shoot him. Oh no, no poetic justice in that. She empties her gun, TOSSES IT AWAY, and challenges him to fight her. Instead of trying to escape with police en route he HAS to assert his power over another woman, and she gives him a very satisfying ass kicking that had me cackling so evilly throughout. **END SPOILER**
Rani Mukherjee slayed all of her counterparts young and old in this film and I will forever respect her for taking on this role, confident in herself that she doesn’t need a hero to make a meaningful film, and she was so much better off without one
Recommend to fans of Rani and/or fans of strong female characters
“So I’m flying down the freeway with dad, and he’s flying the ship way too fast, so this cop pulls us over. Knowing my dad, the jackass, he smart mouths the cop and then attempts to leave. The officer gets in front of our vehicle and when dad doesn’t stop the poor cop’s gotta pull his blaster out to keep himself from being run over. Then he goes on whining about how "Oh you pulled your blaster out on me for no valid reason!” Sure dad. Attempting to run your ship into an officer, not a valid reason for them to pull out their blaster at allll.“ The sarcasm is so thick in his voice you could cut it with a knife.