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sarcasticdolphin · 1 year
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“Good Riddance” Modern mafia au. Read the tags.
The crime scene hadn’t roused Emma’s suspicions on its face - a criminal lowlife gunned down by one of his own. Graham had muttered something about less work for them. 
The medical examiner’s report changed everything.
Ten shots - the entire clip of a Glock 48. The gun barrel had been found in the victim’s pocket - they wouldn’t be able to ID the gun. A ghost. And the shots hadn’t been from across the street - 10 to 30 cm the line in the report blared.
Worse was the grizzled old medical examiner as he explained that nine of the wounds weren’t fatal. Only the tenth, and even that one not quickly. 20 minutes to bleed out. At least. So he can’t have died there. Not enough blood. 
Ligature marks on the wrists, ankles, knees, waist, and upper arms.
Graham’s shoulders seem to bear the weight of the world that day. Emma knows as well as him that it was most likely one of the man’s victims. Or in his case, probably not. More likely a family member. The survivors weren’t really old enough for the obvious planning that had gone into the man’s murder. 
They go in circles for two weeks. Good riddance, the words they hear again and again. Graham gives a resigned sigh two weeks after they get the case. Two weeks without a lead, two weeks of judgmental stares - why waste police resources on the death of a man society is better without?
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“I think it is time you meet my favorite ADA.” From Graham’s tone, Emma can tell whoever she will meet is anything but.
The ride over to the prosecutor’s office is pleasant enough. It always feels a little strange - being here. Too cold and distant - Emma much prefers it when the prosecutors come to the station instead of the other way around. It made them seem more human.
Graham parks them in the garage but makes no move to get out. “ADA Hapsburg did the original trial. There is no one who knows the case better and who might have a better idea of who is most likely to have killed him. That being said he’s an arrogant stuck-up asshole who thinks he’s better than everyone else. And yes, Hapsburg - like the governor.”
From Graham’s warning, Emma is expecting an older man - a brother or cousin to the governor. ADA Rudolf Habsburg is anything but.
Graham pushes open the door to an office revealing a young - for the first thing that pops out to Emma is how young he is - man. The original trial had been five or six years ago. The man in front of her can’t be more than 27 or 28. He has the same inky hair and alabaster skin that Emma has seen on TV and in the tabloids when the governor’s wife makes a rare appearance. The hair is a little longer than Emma would expect - just caressing his neck like a crown of soft inky raven’s feathers.
“Detective Graham. To what do I owe the pleasure?” ADA Habsburg’s tone is cold as it shapes the pleasantry, half-mocking to Emma’s ears. The detective’s earlier words come to mind.
Graham drops the file on Habsburg’s desk without ceremony. The ADA looks at Graham, then at Emma, then picks up the file. Emma can almost hear a sneering voice electing to humor them. The ADA’s eyes on her, though, are a little unnerving. He looked at her - at both of them - the same way he’d look at the vermin in the streets.
Habsburg flicks through the photos in the file without comment, one after the other, his facial expression never changing. 
“Good riddance.” The ADA shuts the file and places it back on the edge of the desk, just by Graham.
“Is there anyone from the first trial we should be looking at for this?” Graham’s tone is polite, but he’s obviously struggling.
“Everyone?” And the ADA’s tone isn’t helping. Emma understood that he thought they were idiots the first time. “I’m honestly surprised you got him back in one piece given the ligature marks. I would have expected some slicing and dicing. At a minimum.”
“Is there anyone that sticks out in your mind?” Emma interjects, trying to diffuse the situation.
ADA Habsburg turns to her. “I don’t believe we’ve met Miss...?”
“Emma Johnson.”
“Rudolf Habsburg.” As you already know, his tone implied. “A better question might be who would show the restraint to only shoot him?”
“It wasn’t just a shooting!” Graham snarled, snapping at the ADA. “The shots were careful, calculated. The murderer must have stood there for half an hour, watching that man slowly die - who else does that buy a psychopath? I don’t care who the victim was. We need to get whoever did this off the streets. Names. Now.”
“Well. If you insist.” Rudolf glanced at his nails. “Victim one died. He was the only child of a single mother. She committed suicide after the verdict. I think it is pretty safe to say neither of them were responsible. Victim number two was rendered a paraplegic-”
Graham grabbed the file and stormed out of the office. ADA Hapsburg stops, watching the door bounce after Graham’s attempt to slam it.
“One piece of advice, Miss Johnson.” His tone was milder now. Emma turned back toward the ADA from where she had started to follow Graham. “Don’t kick a gift horse in the mouth. I don’t know that detective Graham has ever taken that one to heart.”
Emma bites out a quick thanks before following Graham. 
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Rudolf thinks back to the rest of that night after the detectives leave. How Tod had kept him ensconced in his arms as they watched the pathetic thing before them bleed out, the only motion when Tod shuffled them back to avoid the growing blood pool. He had placed a kiss on Rudolf’s pulse point as the light left the tearstained eyes of the man in the chair before guiding him back to the car. Michael and the other man had gone back into the room. There was clean-up to be done.
The drive back to Tod’s penthouse had been uneventful, the lights of the city at night the same as they ever were. Tod’s hand had returned to his right shoulder blade as they made their wat to the elevator, bidding Gabriel goodnight.
Tod placed a gentle kiss on Rudolf’s lips as they exited the elevator together into the darkened penthouse, the silver moonlight providing the only illumination.
Tod kissed Rudolf again after pulling him into the moonlight - more possessively this time. “My angel of death,” he murmured after breaking the kiss. “How beautiful you are. How beautiful you were.”
Rudolf shakes his head, pulling himself from his musings. Any further reminiscing into what had happened next would probably result in a problem he had no desire to deal with at the moment. Tod would undoubtedly be only too pleased to remind him after the opera that night. He thought of Graham instead. There was no surer way to avoid the problem.
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ttoddii · 3 months
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we all know cowboy bada type of situation right, with her outfit, but, but but but hear me out.
pirate bada.
pirate! bada who would tease the fuck out of her crew member, specifically you.
pirate! bada who would be so tense when the situation is serious, but would pay extra attention to you, taking glances at you here and there to make sure you're good.
pirate! bada who wouldn't even hide the fact she has a favorite crewmate.
pirate! bada who would make sure to make all the other crewmates work extra hard on a specific day, just so that she could distract them from something going on in her cabin.
mkay yea maybe i'm going insane, but yea.
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punkeropercyjackson · 1 month
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Percy's canonically a punk but not because he skateboards occasionally and he actually gave up skateboarding in favor of swimming.Percy's canonically a punk because he's a millenial who grew up in El Barrio,New York(afrolatino),got bullied nonstop for being poor and weird as fuck(adhd,dyslexia and undiagnosed autism),was a bully beater and never stopped standing up for other kids no matter how many times he was expelled,respects women and disrespects authority,hates rich people and has a whole ass god for a dad but never asks him for jackshit from him on principal,does activism in both his worlds(helping out less privileged mythologicals/implied to participate in Rachel's protests and charity events with her),has direct action as his whole drive as a hero,takes in younger minorities who don't have positive adult figures in their lives as youger siblings and pseudo-kids,listens to alt music,dosen't care about following trends and has gender fuckery going on(transfem bigender and if you want evidence,his dynamic with The Hunters was proving himself as nothing like stereotypical men and more like the female characters he interacts with in addition to all the countless other points).AND the series came out through 2005-2014 with zero Avril references except that Piper line that was actually about her saying Percy looks girlish in the context like c'mon you're all focusing on the wrong thing and he's not even grunge or Hot Topic-coded either,Percy dresses like Sans Undertale in-canon and screams Claire's if we're talking stores PLEASE
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lacebird · 1 year
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#yeah i watch indiana jones for ~ the plot ~
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gracie-rosee · 2 months
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I’ve had a thought and I’ve never seen anyone talk about this before in theories or anything. (KOA + minor hofas spoilers, maybe?)
Yrene is Silba’s sole heir, the Goddess of Healing. So when Aelin banished all the gods and they are no more, that would mean Yrene inherits her full powers, right? Let’s say she does.
Being the new Goddess of Healing, would that mean she becomes immortal? And by their life bond, would Chaol be as well?
This poses some super interesting questions!!
Do you think they are in all the great fae history books? Do you think Bryce has read about her in Jesiba’s library? Do you think Azriel, who hoards legends and stories of enduring love, knows of the Healer who saved the world? Do you think Feyre or Rhys tell Nyx the bedtime story of the Captain and the Healer?
And do you think Yrene and Chaol could possibly have descendants that we have met already in acotar/CC?
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lem0nrat · 23 days
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[hermitmay 6] jevin!!
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jasontoddssuper · 6 months
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I love calling white male characters i hate colonizers.It's within my rights as an afrolatina and also hilarious and also also true
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ihateornithologists · 22 days
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my body is a machine that turns my mildly weird irl situations into rudolf memes
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fallenaither · 5 months
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A cozy little piece I made for another banner entry for the BF server! The theme was gingerbread and I could not pass up the opportunity to make gingerbread bugs for Team Snakemouth.
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aliengirl · 2 months
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birthday guurll
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pufferfishartblogorsth · 11 months
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the title for this one is kys
(reference under cut)
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filmjunky-99 · 2 months
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f r e a k s, 1932 🎬 dir. tod browning 'We accept her, one of us. We accept her, one of us. Gooble-gobble, gooble-gobble.'
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fitzrove · 3 months
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emboldened by the response to elisabeth piece of me, i have decided to post my most earnest todolf fanvid
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punkeropercyjackson · 5 months
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This y'all's 'queer-coded and realistically healthy m/f ship'?????
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bookshelfdreams · 1 year
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other translation choices the german ofmd dub makes that I adore:
"lily-livered little rich boy" - "kleines feiges Bonzenbürschchen" Bonze (Bürschchen is like Boy (disrespectful)) being the interesting word here - it's a derogatory term for rich and powerful people who abuse their enormous influence for their own benefit. Out of the mouth of father Bonnet it's an epic self own
"Don' trifle with me" is translated as "Don't play games with me" ("Spielen Sie keine Spielchen mit mir!") which deteriorates into "Nicht spielen!" ("No playing!") said with the same tone of voice someone might use with an unfamiliar but suspiciously growly dog. Amazing 10/10
Mate - Kumpel. Which, ik, is the obvious choice but: Kumpel is originally what miners called each other (and still do afaik). It's not really nautical but does have strong working class vibes, which delights me for reasons of Themes and Motives.
When Izzy spits and mutters "Pirates my ass" in ep2, german!Izzy says Schwachmatenpiraten. (Schwachmat meaning imbecile/idiot/moron) Excellent use of compound nouns, this is my new favourite word.
Speaking of Izzy insults, another fave: at the beginning of ep6, when Ed demostrates a fuckery, Izzy snaps at Stede for failing to call Ed Blackbeard and calls him Banause. This is an insult for people who are uncultered/uneducated and don't appreciate art.
After Calico Jack tries and fails to shoot the bottle he says "Daneben" (missed) to which Buttons replies "Ein bisschen" (a bit). Fun little bit of passive aggression - something or someone being daneben can also mean it's inappropriate or unpleasant.
The quiet, thoughtful way german!Ed says "... du." right before the kiss. He sounds much less certain and more questioning than the og which I feel Very Normal about.
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a-library-ghost · 5 months
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me watching booktokers complain about the empire of storms/tower of dawn tandem read as if that’s not something they literally invented for no reason 🤔
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