#sheriff cabrera

[seas-storyarchive]

I know that Orville "Dead-Eye Duck" McDuck (Titus' 2nd youngest brother) wasn't present in Ducktales (nor was the rest of the Poke-In-The-Eye Gang), but I read about him on his [wiki] page, and couldn't help but give him a bit of a redesign and pair him with Sheriff Marshall Cabrera (ancestor of Maria and her son Fenton).

The American Wild West's most feared outlaw and the West's newly minted Sheriff, forever locked in an endless and deadly game of cat and mouse, fighting for the fate of the newly settled West. One tor gold and glory, the other for family and future..

Legend says you can still hear their gunfire on the sparce desert wind, shouts and horse hoofbeats echoing across the dry and desolate plains, eternally at odds are the lawful and the lawless. Dead-Eye's final stand with the Sheriff.

Welcome, dear [Cabrera and/or McDuck] traveller, to home and hearth. To victory and vindication. Where blood between [your] families was spilt and bonds were broken to pursue the setting sun. Be you a law abiding citizen or a gun slinging outlaw.

To the wild west.

#ducktales #dead eye duck #orville mcduck #sheriff cabrera #marshall cabrera #the old west #duck wiki link

[wacky-nameless-inventor-24]

So his name is Sheriff Marshall “Deputy” Cabrera Im crying he’s so silly

#‘can you find me someone who’s not you’ Scrooge was so savage in this episode #marshall cabrera #sheriff marshall cabrera #ducktales #ducktales 2017 #dt17 #duckverse #fenton crackshell cabrera #lin manuel miranda jumpscare #david tennant jumpscare too actually #Said it before but this was absolutely my favorite episode before Astro Boyd came out

[ducky-duckuwu]

I was thinking, what if Marshall had some kind of magic ability? Like intuition or future telling or a mixture of both. To say "he knows things basically.

I imagine an scenario where Gyro goes to the past and gets surprised that Marshall know his name randomly, he never told anyone. But Marshall with his gift knew and wants to help him. The sheriff doesn't know everything of course, only some things, it's funny like that. I got a bit inspired on my family and myself, cause it happens to us: sometimes we know an event ahead of times or we get visions of the future, we guess names as well as others things but I'm gonna stop talking about me cause I don't wanna sound crazy.

It would be interesting if Fenton's family had a gift passing generation by generation. In the Fenton centric au that I'm doing yeah he knows his things and has an amulet that helps him but having something like magic heritage would be cool too.

#gyro gearloose #sheriff marshall cabrera #ducktales 2017 #fenton centric au #magic #just ranting #these two together need mor content #marshall my beloved needs more attention #i should be sleeping

[yuri-cosmos]

cowboys (off the top of my head):

Woody

Jessie

Jedidiah

Yosemite Sam

Marshall (Ace Attorney)

Marshall (Ducktales)

And Jimmy manages to be all of them

#mcyt #solidaritygaming #empires season 2 #empires smp #woody pride #jessie #jedidiah smith #yosemite sam #jake marshall #neil marshall #sheriff marshall cabrera #and these are only off the top of my head

[ruby-static]

After all this time- I finally have a good ref for my Fallout New Vegas Courier 6: Riley Redmont Haddock. (But friends just call him "Red") AKA the nerdy human embodiment of anxiety.

+ some doodles of him with various companions I plan for him to have in my playthrough.

Riley is my timid, easily annoyed, anxiety-ridden mess of a wasteland wanderer. Dude has an affinity for robots, tinkering, inventing, repairing and general science nerdery. Poor guy is wrapped up in an absolute bullshit chain of events and is quietly losing his shit.

If you wanna know a little more about the dude, I'll leave more info under the cut. (I'd also be more than happy to answer any asks about the dude.)

Name: Riley Redmont Haddock

Age: Mid-30s

Pronouns: He/Him (Transmasc)

Sexuality: Gay/Ace

(Current) Voice Claim: Lin Manuel Miranda. Mainly just because of his voice as Fenton Crackshell Cabrera/Sheriff Marshall Cabrera from Ducktales 2017. That is, unless I find a better voice.

Personality: Timid and overwhelmingly anxious, and a bit easily irritated in the face of his new travels. Due to his affinity with tech, he tends to be more comfortable around robots than people. (At first, at least.) A bit near-sighted and stuck inside his own head, while still fiercely looks after people close to him. Over time in his adventures, he slowly develops into a more confident, collected, yet reckless person.

Bio:

Riley grew up being the child of a Mojave legend known as "The Scarlet Rider", a woman (named Ellie) famed as a masked vigilante who fought to help the people of the Mojave wastes as the stories would tell. But people rarely knew abot "Scarlet's little girl". (Riley had obviously not "cracked the egg" yet for a good while.) Growing up with a traveller and masked hero for a mother, he learned a lot of what formed him into the person he is. Being a decent shot, a skilled mechanic, and more.

But when in a tragic incident his mother disappears, presumed dead, Riley was then sought after and brought in by his estranged father. This man, however, wasn't exactly as noble as his mother. Him being a notorious crime boss of the Vegas area. Having to spend his teenage years as a pawn to a crime lord, certain events would lead to him running off at the age of 16.

Now with his father's men after him, and almost no one to turn to, Riley would travel across the Mojave wastes and other surrounding areas to find safety.

Young Riley ends up finding a group of travelling performers, who he spends his time with for some years. But after a tragic death in the group, the remaining members break apart- leaving Riley on his own again.

Riley starts further developing his skills in robotics where he finds his love for tinkering and repairs. His endless tinkering ends up in the creation of his closest companion, Buddy. A tiny companion robot made completely from scrap, but somehow harboring an endless rabid thirst for violence and wanton destruction. But due to his size, he's effectively harmless. And for a while, he's Riley's one close friend.

So over the years, he's gotten around the wasteland by keeping his head down and taking various jobs and roles. Scavenger, singer, mechanic, and many more.

To Riley, his position as a courier is just a temporary gig "to get me from here to there". He's never really been too attached to it. But with his latest gig, he didn't really have any idea what this seemingly insignificant job would be getting him into.

Because that fateful night with the poker chip and the man in the checkered suit- Well, it just changed everything to say the least.

After the shock from taking a nasty shot to the head wears off, Riley isn't looking for any petty revenge- but answers. Because he can tell something is deeply wrong. And he's just too damn curious to let it go.

Random Info:

Riley tends to be a bit of a "robot whisperer". He seems to become friendly with bots a lot easier than he does with other people. This is typically due to his repair skills, but he generally seems to socialize easier with robots. (Prior to the NV story at least.) For example, he tends to get along pretty well with Victor early in his journey. And the first real 'companion' he meets is ED-E.

As mentioned- prior to the events of the game, Riley has a connection/history with one of the companion characters. Raul Tejada was a close friend of Riley's mother Ellie. So as a kid, Riley grew with Raul as a sort of uncle-figure. After his mother disappearing and him being turned over to his father, they lost contact. After running away from his father, he would come across Raul again, but it wouldn't last for long before he would have to run again with his father's men searching for him. Sadly, they wouldn't meet again for many years until Riley comes across him imprisoned in Black Mountain.

Riley has no idea just how in high hell this happened, but he manages to form a decent relationship with The Kings. He can't explain why he's friends with them, it just... happened. And he's incredibly confused about the whole thing. The King lets him hang out with his adorable robo-dog, though, so he's not complaining.

He also tends to hang around the Followers of the Apocolypse on occasion after bringing ED-E to them. He just tends to chat around with the members- (Arcade in particular.) But he likes to fix any broken tech around, so nobody really complains.

Riley has a texan accent! He tends to hide it around people, but it tends to slip out when he's emotional. (Extremely angry, extremely happy/excited, you get the idea.) Or when he's around certain people, like close friends. As the story goes along, he tends to hide it less and less.

Riley has an interest in various pre-war topics. Specifically, pre-war fashion, pop culture, and music. He believes that if he was born before the war (or if the war never happened) he would be working in fashion. Namely, working in a bridal parlor.

With his additional background in music/performing, he knows a few instruments! Namely guitar, violin, and a little piano.

#Fallout #Fallout New Vegas #Fallout Fanart #Fallout New Vegas Fanart #FNV #FNV Fanart #Fallout OC #Fallout New Vegas OC #FNV OC #FNV Courier #Courier OC #Riley #Riley Haddock #FNV Arcade Gannon #Arcade Gannon #FNV ED-E #ED-E #FNV Raul #FNV Raul Tejada #Raul Tejada #FNV Rex #FNV The King #I've been playing NV bit by bit (but haven't been able to make much progress thanks to college.) #I already love my Courier dude so gd much though :') #Sorry if the bio is long and weird- #It's late as hell but I REALLY wanna infodump about the dude. #I still need to play the game more so I can fine-tune his story #but I wanna draw him a lot more soon! #I gotta draw the dude with Arcade- #anywAYS *passes out*

[hawksheadcanonblog]

Did someone say- LAST NAME HEADCANONS- no, no one at all? okay... imma share anyway, alphabetically by first name. Admittedly I just rolled some random last names until I liked how the names looked next to each other. oh god why are there so many characters with no last names, why so many kids too? I tried to collect all the characters missing names, tell me if I missed someone.

Carrie Wolfe Chad Cabrera Cynthia Rush David "Hot Dave" Reynalds Heather Tate Jennifer Fawler Jimmy Roach (I may have laughed too hard seeing this be the first roll for him, the poor kid, so rule of laugh says it stays) Kyle Lane Lisa Francis Molly Valdez Murphy (and Fernando) Vaughan Richard Colt (decided Ricky isn't his first name even though it could have been, just liked it better that way) Scott Hodge Seth Bates Tammy Short Bonus: Sheriff Andrew Matthews who doesn't have a first name (thought it'd be funny if Forrest got his first name right by chance)

#killer frequency #killer frequency headcanon #headcanon

[dellyduck]

Traffic Court

Thanks to @kaderp, I have been down into a Pixar Cars rabbit hole for the past week.

She came up with the idea for this Cars X Ducktales AU (where the characters are still ducks, they just drive cars, thank you very much), and well, I simply had to rewrite at least one scene from the first movie into this AU.

I have lots of fun writing it, just like I’m having fun developing this AU with Kader in general, so if any of you are interested in reading, I hope you guys enjoy this “little” scene ^-^

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“Radiator Springs’ traffic court, come to order!”

Dewey was used to crowded places; being the center of attention, having people screaming and yelling at him – it all came with the fame, and he normally adored all that.

However, when the courtroom’s doors shot wide open and the eight or nine people who lived in that town started getting on his face for the mess he had caused, Dewey never wished a “crowd” would ignore him so bad.

‘I don’t know what’s worse,’ he thought grumpily, as Launchpad continued pushing him through the people and to the front of the room. ‘This, or that tent of old hicks yesterday.’

Nah, this was worse. At least yesterday, Drake was there to drive him far away from those bumpkins as soon as his contractual presentation was over. With these bumpkins right now, he was stuck.

Launchpad forced him to sit on the accused’s chair. All the other seats on the front were empty, included the judge’s, and the only other person in that part of the room with him was the short yet with a fierce gaze woman that had arrested him in the first place.

Said fierce gaze didn’t intimidate Dewey in the slightest – they couldn’t really touch him there, not with him being who he was and them being a bunch of nobodies.

“Officer, talk to me babe, how long is this gonna take? I gotta get to California pronto.”

“Where’s your lawyer?” The sheriff ignored him.

Dewey rolled his eyes, “Uh, I don’t know- Aruba, maybe. He has a timeshare there.”

“If the offender has no lawyer, the courtroom will assign one for them,” quoted the sheriff, lowkey looking as tired of Dewey as he was of this place. She looked to the audience of nine people, “Anyone want to be his lawyer?”

Immediately and collectively, the town pulled their chairs one step behind. Everyone, that is, except Launchpad.

“Gee, I’ll do it, Sheriff Cabrera!” The man shrugged, looking by no means bothered by that outcome. He joined Dewey on the accused’s table and the sheriff spoke again.

“All rise. The honorable Doctor Scrooge has arrived.” Her eyes fell on Dewey again, and she added only to him, “May Doc. have mercy of your soul.”

The Duck boy gulped, that so sure feeling that nothing bad could happen suddenly nowhere to be found.

The court’s doors shot open once more, “Alright! I wanna know who’s the responsible for wrecking my town.” The voice with a tick Scottish accent was as strong as the heavy steps that followed into the room. “Sheriff, I want his head on a platter. I’m gonna put him in jail until he rots. No, scratch that- I’m gonna put him in jail until the jail rots!” The angry man got to the podium and to the judge’s chair. “Then on top of that jail I’ll put another one until that jail rots. I’m-”

His voice died as soon as his eyes fell on Dewey; or more precisely, on the dirty racing clothes that the twenty-some years old boy was still wearing. On a shift, the expression of the old man in red hardened in a way that Dewey couldn’t help but shrink a bit.

After a long instant of quietness, the judge spoke again, “Throw him out of here, Sheriff. I want him out of my courtroom, I want him out of my town!” And to prove that his decision was final, “Case dismissed!”

“Yes!” Dewey was practically beaming. He expected this whole quadrille to be quick, but one single second? That’s what he called doing things in the Turbo Duck style.

He could hear the town’s citizens complaining behind him, but for the young racer they were as much white noise as Launchpad’s more pleased reaction, “By the Darkwing, looks like I’m really good at this lawyer stuff!”

Nothing in that place mattered anymore – he was free. And promptly after he stepped outside this building, he was going to hit the road and get to California, where he was supposed to be.

No one was going to stand on his way any longer.

“Sorry I’m late.” For a third time, the courtroom’s doors were opened, this time followed by a feminine, calmer voice.

Dewey turned his body to glare at whoever was delaying his moment of freedom- but all his annoyance flew down the drain as soon as his eyes took on the figure that had just arrived.

“Holy ebony…” Dewey found himself saying under his breath.

In fact, the soft ebony hair, descending in a long cascade, was the most prominent thing about that young woman. Which just made her more attractive when combined to her delicate face and that simple yet elegant spring dress she was wearing. A dress that, while not revealing by any means, still flattered her form very much, if he could say so.

Now the question was: what was a high-class, sane-looking babe like her doing in this carcass of a town?

“She gotta be from my attorney’s office,” It was the conclusion Dewey got to. Of course, somehow his agent had got a hold he was here, having “problems with the law”, and since his attorney really was away, they sent someone else. That made perfect sense. Just as the woman approached the front of the room, he activated his charm and called, “Hey, thanks for coming but we’re all set. He’s letting me go.”

“He’s letting you go?” She arched an eyebrow at the racer. It passed unnoticed by him how she stopped herself from sitting beside the other citizens when doing so.

“Yeah, you got lucky, your job’s pretty easy today,” Dewey laid back on the chair, his eyes taking their sweet time to admire her up and down. “All you need to do now is stand right there and let me look at ya.”

The woman’s expression was slowly morphing from confusion to a mix of incredulity and annoyance, but the young racer didn’t seem to notice because he kept talking.

“Listen, I’m gonna cut to the chase: you. Me. Dinner.” And now to the killer move - Dewey flashed her a half smile, with a click of the tongue and a wink, wrapped altogether by the finger guns.

She still said nothing, her face deadpanned. What was there to say, really, to such an arrogant asshole?

However, that was not how Dewey understood her silence, “Out of speech? I get it, I get that reaction a lot. But don’t worry, there’s no reason to be intimidated…” He gave her a side look. “Unless you want to be~”

“Oooo-kay,” The woman finally spoke - even if just to make him stop – with a forced smile. “I’m gonna go talk to the judge now.”

“Do what you gotta do, princess,” he sent another wink her way. Before letting her go, though, Dewey bended forward a bit, his voice losing smoothness as he warned only her, “Oh, but be careful. Folks around here don’t have their pins screwed all the way, if you know what I mean.”

As if to prove his point, he pointed with his head to Launchpad, who was right now trying to mimic Dewey’s finger guns move to his own reflection on the window.

The woman’s smile grew forced. So not only was the guy who wrecked their town an arrogant asshole, he also felt no remorse insulting the people who lived there? Oh, he had something else coming.

“I’ll keep that in mind,” she said back to the racer. Turning then to the redhaired man, her smile became more real. “Hey there, LP.”

‘Wait, what?’ Dewey blinked away in surprise. He didn’t know what shocked him more, the fact that his supposed attorney knew that guy, or the way Launchpad casually answered her back, with a cheerful, “G’morning, Emily!”

And as if that wasn’t confounding enough, the woman – Emily – quickly turned to the rest of the people in the room, “Hi folks.”

Just like launchpad, everyone returned the greeting amicably and casually, some also saying her name. As if she was a close friend who they saw every day.

Laying closer to Launchpad, Dewey questioned, “You know her?”

“Of course. She’s the town hotel’s manager… and my fiancée.”

“WHAT?!” Okay, lots of weird things were happening since last night, but that-?

Luckily, the universe hadn’t gone crazy, and Launchpad started crackling at his face, “Gotcha! Nah, she’s like a little sister to me. But I gave ya a pretty good scare, huh?”

While Dewey shot his “lawyer” an ugly stare, Emily reached the podium, looking up to the old, grumpy duck that was their town’s judge slash doctor. And he looked especially grumpy right now; shoot, she should’ve brought some baking goods with her. Well, her sweet smile would have to do.

“Good morning, Doc. How are you doing today?”

“Civils stay behind the fence unless they’re going to testify, Emily,” was Scrooge’s pragmatic answer, probably already sensing she wanted to ask for something. She really should’ve brought some sweets.

“I know that, I’m just passing by to say hi.” She feigned innocence.

The old man arched her a brow, “Very well, then: hi. Now go behind the fence with the others,” and before Emily could retort, “Actually, you may as well go home, since we’re done here.”

“Oh, come on, Doc,” Emily dropped her smile, a more serious and upset expression now, which caused Scrooge to haut before he stood up from his chair. “Are you really going to let him get away with it that easy? At least make him fix what he broke.”

“No way, I know his type. Car racer,” Scrooge pronounced the words like they were an insult. “Believe me, the sooner he gets out of here, the better.”

“But the town needs the road. And since he’s the reason it needs fixing, why not?”

“Emily, this case’s closed.” If he had his cane in hand, he’d knock it on the ground to make his point. “End of story.”

But by the way the girl simply looked at him, not seeming defeated at all, Scrooge feared it wouldn’t be the end of the story.

“Okay,” Emily started. “I didn’t want to do this, Doc., but you leave me no choice. Fellow citizens and friends!” Spinning on her wheels, she addresses the rest of the room loud and clearly, “You are all aware of our town’s proud history.”

“There she goes again,” Scrooge sighs to himself.

“Radiator Springs: a little piece of heaven built up with hard work and hospitality, by all of you, by our community,” Emily continued her speech passionately as she approached the audience. “It is our job and our pleasure to take care of the travelers who pass by our home while crossing the glorious Route 66.”

“Travelers? What travelers?!” raged Donald.

“Ignore him,” Fethry cut his cousin short, allowing the dark-haired girl to continue.

“But how, I ask, are we to care for those travelers if there is no road for them to drive on? Panchito, José,” Emily addresses the two men and partners sitting on the front roll. “What do you sell in your store?”

“Fashionable haircuts!” exclaimed Panchito, showing off a scissor from his pocket.

“You sure do,” Emily smiled at the answer, even if it wasn’t the one she was looking for. “But what’s your main business, what do you have the most at your store?”

“Tires,” this time it was José who answered with pride.

“And if no one can get to you guys?”

“We won’t sell any… tire…” the parrot’s smug smile fell at that realization, and it didn’t really help when Panchito hugged him in desperation, adding, “We’re gonna lose everything!”

“Mary!” Emily now turned to a woman in her early 60s, whose gray hair had only traits of the light blonde it one day possessed. “What do you sell at your store?”

“I sell breakfast, lunch, dinner, and gas. But especially gas.”

From another part of the room, Launchpad burst into laughs alongside Mary’s own husband, and the two women give them an annoyed look. All of that because the word “gas” had been said? Seriously?

“Okay boys, stay with me, please,” Emily asks them, before talking to Mary again. “And what happens if no one can come to your station for any of those things?”

“I’ll go out of business and… we’ll have to leave town,” the older woman admitted with sadness, looking at her husband in distress. The man was definitely not laughing anymore.

“And what will happen to all of us if Mary has to leave town and closes her business?”

That seemed the right thing to ask, because immediately hurried exclamations started being shared among the town folks.

“We’re all gonna starve!” screamed Launchpad.

“I mean,” Donald started. “Others here know how to cook, but we'd be stuck here forever without being able to fill our cars’ tanks.”

“And no more Mary's pancakes!” The redhead was pulling his own hair at the idea.

“So,” Emily’s voice was strong enough to gather everyone’s attention back on her. “Don’t you think the person responsible should fix our road?”

“The only person strong enough to fix that road is Big Al!” commented the oldest person in that place, a senior woman who couldn’t be less than 80.

“Elvira, Big Al died fifteen years ago,” Mary’s husband, Jamie, explained to her, causing Elvira to look at him like he was the one going senile. “Then why are you bringin’ him up?”

“Oh, he can do it.” For the first time since her speech started, Emily’s eyes fell on Dewey. There was no warmth in those green eyes for him, just a fire to defend her home and her friends. “You all saw his car. That thing has horsepower more than enough to get the job done.”

Dewey instantly felt his blood freezing. What had his car, his precious baby, to do with anything?!

“So, what do we want him to do?!”

“FIX OUR ROAD!” All the citizens echoed together.

“Yes! Because we are a town worth fixing!”

While the others cheered in excited agreement, Emily turned back to Scrooge at his podium, a victorious smile in her face as she simply shrugged. Scrooge released a heavy sight before screaming for order in the courtroom. Once everyone was quiet again, he paused his eyes on Dewey once more before passing them across each one of his friends.

“It seems…” the old man started, hating himself in his resignation. “That my mind has been changed for me.”

The town folks cheered once again.

“No!” Meanwhile, Dewey was groaning. If looks could kill, the glare he shot at Emily would’ve blown the woman up, especially when she looked back with that coy smile. “I am so not taking you to dinner anymore.”

“Oh, that’s okay, Goggles,” the nickname made his cheeks grow red, Dewey didn’t know if with anger or humiliation for her making fun of his racing goggles. “You can take Bessie instead.”

“Oh boy, you’re gonna work with Bessie!” Launchpad suddenly exclaimed, nudging the racer with his elbow. “I’d give away half a leg to be in your place.”

And against his best judgement, because Dewey knew he wasn’t going to like the answer, he asked anyways, “Who is Bessie?”

#ducktales #fanfic #ducktales AU #Dewey Duck #scrooge mcduck #Launchpad McQuack #original characters #emily campbill #m'ma cabrera #Mary belongs to Kader #Jamie belongs to both of us #elvira duck #grandma duck #characters aged up #Dewey's a car racer after all #so I think that's obvious #donald duck #panchito pistoles #josé carioca #Jose Carioca

[survivrs]

❝ . . . you could never know what it's like, your blood, like winter, freezes just like ice. and there's a cold, lonely light that shines from you. you'll wind up like the wreck you hide behind that mask you use and do you think this fool could never win ? ❞

( PEDRO PASCAL + MALE + HE / HIM  )     🠒     I'M STILL STANDING   by   elton john   is  something  that  resonates  with   BENJAMIN CONTRERAS.  the  sheriff  at  glen ellen police department  is  glen  ellen's  very  own   ALPHA,   who  has  been  in  town  for  eight  years  and  while  they  are  only  forty nine,    they  can  be  very   WARY    but  if  their  friends  mentioned  them,    you'd  think  they  were  more  CHIVALROUS.   in  a  town  where  everyone  knows  everyone,    it's  hard  to  keep  a  secret,     but  i  think  the  killer  knows  that  [  REDACTED  ],     and  it's  bound  to  get  out  sometime  soon.

name:  benjamin ruiz contreras.

nicknames:  benj, ben.

preferred name:  ben. benjamin.

age:  forty nine.

date of birth: december 31st, 1973.

starsign:  capricorn.

faceclaim:  pedro pascal.

hair colour:  brunette.

eye colour:  brown.

height: 5 foot, 9 inch.

occupation:  glen ellen sheriff.

hometown:  new hampshire.

children:  none.

tattoos: one. his older brothers name on his left shoulder blade.

piercings:  none. had his ear pierced and tongue pierced as a young adult.

signature scent:  whiskey and sandlewood.

parents: maria cabrera - contreras, sebastian contreras.

siblings: julian contreras ( deceased )

family relations: n/a.

* 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓.

halls filled with pictures and mornings filled with breakfast arguments, the contreras family was a lively punch, looked at as outcasts in the more lavish neighbourhoods of new hampton. sebastian, a divorce attorney who worked his way up into the way of celebrities pockets, maria a stay at home wife turned mother.

migrated from chile, the family were a loud, excitable bunch, happy to be there, he was only eight when they arrived in america, and it was always a happy seen, until the death of his brother, most called it a freak accident but it wasn't anything the benjamin could get over, things became morbid, quiet and eventually they settled into a routine.

at twenty four, benjamin joined the police academy, low rank, beat cop to begin with, slowly working his way through the ranks, it took years, he was thirty nine when he finally made deputy, but it was no longer fulfilling, it seemed nothing was ever enough.

he was married once, fresh out of highschool, high school sweethearts, best friends that slowly grew apart, she had needed more than what he could seem to offer, he stuck in a never ending cycle. divorce papers served and an amicable relationship saved before it was too late, the pair had grown apart.

the divorce seemed to be the one this that spurred him on, applying for the position vacant in glen ellen, benjamin packed his life into a few boxes and left. the town with no memories, with a fresh start seemed to invigorate him and within time, he embedded himself in with the people, was depended on and eventually ellected as sheriff.

* 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐒.

good friends.

work collegues.

kids that he's taken under his wing.

kids that he tried to help but just don't get along with.

dates that turned into great friendships.

#❛ 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 . ∽ benjamin contreras .

[rocket-69]

Ramshackle: 01 - The Cabreras

Penny and Mrs Cabrera returned home after a good day of trading honey and wax, bartering with the other street vendors. Penny’s arms were full of returned jars to scour and sterilize after happy customers had their fill. Sticky sticky.

Honey was the primary sweetener in Ramshackle; agave an exceedingly rare treat often used for other purposes first*. The honeybeests of course, being only barely redomesticated by a long line of Cabreras who found the friendliest of the bear-sized insectoids and gave them saddles of beehives.

Penny went back out to the cycle-rickshaw and grabbed up the bartered goods. Mama Cabrera was sitting on the bicycle part, waiting for her to finish unloading.

“You were so nervous today! You know I’m only trying to get you more friends.”

Penny rolled her eyes. “You were trying to set me up with the town sheriff, Mom.”

Mrs Cabrera puckered her lips, examining her nails. Not denying, but not admitting either. She does, however, say, “You are a beautiful girl-”

“Sheriff McNulty is like, thirty. That’s gross.”

Mana Cabrera tilted her head, like she was genuinely confused. “I thought he was twenty-six…”

“Still gross, Mom.”

“It is close, I admit, but he seems taken with you!”

“Mom.”

“I’m just saying!”

“What are you saying?”

“If he likes you, then maybe he’ll ignore when…”

“When what.”

“Eh, just, worth thinking about if we ever need to have a little discretion.”

“I can’t think of any way that it would be better to have him around more if we for some reason need the sheriff or his deputies to look the other way.”

“My dear you just don’t get how to do things. You have to play the game a little. Everyone does it.”

Xir jaw locks. Xe silently pick up the rest of the bartered goods- canned fruits, prickly pears and nopales, horsemeat butcher cuts, peppers, and a large bag of dried beans.

Liz took it all in xir arms down the stairs, sank under the heavy blanket of desert heat and felt it lift away from the dark cool cellar. Xir stomach turned. Xe shoved everything about to the right place it should all be, the meat in its own isolated box for more storage.

Once xir hands were free, Liz sprinted back up to the ground floor and locked the bathroom door behind xem.

Liz looked xemself over. Xe pulled a switchblade from xir overall pocket and held xir hair out to the side, straight shining black hair that stretched long to about xir mid-back when hanging down.

The first cut was surprisingly fast. Xe felt a shiver as the hair that was connected to xir head fell and hung from xir fist, the heaviness. The weight.

The next cuts were hastier. Xe gasped sharply as the blade clipped xir ear. It’s fine, that’ll heal.

Beautiful black tresses fell to xir feet. Lizard Deathshadow poured water over xir head.

*Tequila, of course, being one of the utmost.

#falloutfun #fallout #fanfic #ramshackle #fnv #Fallout: Ramshackle

[jjtheresidentbaby]

♡ Character List ♡

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— Outer Banks —

John B Routledge

Jj Maybank

Sarah Cameron

Kiara ‘Kie’ Carrera

Pope Hayward

Cleo Anderson

Rafe Cameron

Topper Thornton

Barry

— School Bus Graveyard —

Ashlyn Banner

Aiden Clark

Ben Clark

Taylor Hernandez

Tyler Hernandez

Logan Fields

— The Resident —

Conrad Hawkins

Mina Okafor

Nicolette Nevin

Devon Pravesh

Irving Feldman

Aj Austin

— FNAF Movie —

Mike Schmidt

Abby Schmidt

Vanessa Shelly

Ness (the waiter)

— Heartbreak High —

Amerie Wadia

Harper McLean

Quinni Gallagher-Jones

Malakai Mitchell

Spencer ‘Spider’ White

Anthony ‘Ant’ Vaughn

Dustin ‘Dusty’ Reid

Darren Rivers

Ca$h Piggott

Missy Beckett

Sasha So

— Teen Wolf —

Scott McCall

Allison Argent

Lydia Martin

Stiles Stilinski

Derek Hale

Malia Hale

Theo Raeken

Liam Dunbar

Kira Yukimura

Mason Hewitt

Hayden Romero

Corey Bryant

Isaac Lahey

Jackson Whittemore

Ethan & Aiden

Braeden

Peter Hale

Chris Argent

Melissa McCall

Noah/Sheriff Stilinski

Jordan Parrish

— Euphoria —

Rue Bennett

Jules Vaughn

Lexi Howard

Maddy Perez

Cassie Howard

Elliot

Ethan

— Criminal Minds — criminal minds requests closed

Aaron Hotchner

Jennifer Jareau

Tara Lewis

Luke Alvez

Emily Prentiss

Spencer Reid

David Rossi

Derek Morgan

Penelope Garcia

Matt Simmons

Kristy Simmons

Will LaMontagne, Jr.

Alex Blake

Sean Hotchner

— Marvel —

Tom Holland Peter Parker

MJ (from Tom!peter movies)

Ned (from Tom!Peter movies)

Aunt May (from Tom!Peter movies)

Andrew Garfield Peter Parker

Gwen Stacy (from Andrew!peter movies)

Miles Morales

Natasha Romanov (black widow)

Tony Stark (iron man)

Bruce Banner (the hulk)

Sam Wilson (the falcon)

Steve Rogers (captain america)

Bucky Barnes (the winter solider)

Clint Barton (hawkeye)

Kate Bishop

— Stranger Things —

Steve Harrington

Nancy Wheeler

Mike Wheeler

Will Byers

Johnathan Byers

Joyce Byers

Argyle

Max Mayfield

Lucas Sinclair

Erica Sinclair

Dustin Henderson

Eleven/Jane Hopper

Jim Hopper

Eddie Munson

Robin Buckley

— Supernatural —

Sam Winchester

Dean Winchester

John Winchester

Castiel

Crowley

Gabriel

Meg Masters

Bobby Singer

Charlie Bradbury

Jody Mills

Ellen Harvelle

Jo Harvelle

Jessica Moore

Ash

— S.W.A.T —

Dan “Hondo” Harrelson

Jim Street

Victor Tan

Zoe Powell

Alexis Cabrera

Miguel Alfaro

Chris Alonso

Dominique Luca

David “Deacon” Kay

Nora Fowler

Jessica Cortez

Nichelle Carmichael

Dan “Hondo” Harrelson Senior

#jj navigates

[slashaer-archive]

super late but 🐆 <3

randomly generated pairs!

newt geiszler & hellboy.

marta cabrera & xu shangqi.

viago & sheriff hassan.

marta cabrera & owen sharma.

gillian owens & theo crain.

tina goldstein & harry hart.

#frightends #we got some good stuff!

[bllsbailey]

Convicted Ballot Harvester Is Appointed Vice-Mayor of San Luis

A convicted Ballot harvester has been appointed to serve as the new Vice Mayor of San Luis, Arizona. 

The harvester, Gloria Torres, was appointed on December 13th, just a few months after she pleaded guilty to ballot fraud in June 2023.

Torres, along with Nadia Guadalupe Lizarraga-Mayorquin, were first indicted in October of 2022 on two Class 6 felonies of conspiracy and ballot abuse.

The indictment came after a two-year long investigation conducted by the Arizona Attorney General’s Office with assistance from the Yuma County Sheriff’s Office. 

David Lara and Gary Garcia Snyder from Yuma County first exposed the harvesting activities through hidden video surveillance outside of a San Luis polling station back in July 2020.

Along with Torres and Mayorquin, former San Luis Mayor Guillermina Fuentes and local resident Alma Yadira Juarez were convicted in 2022 in part based on the video evidence.

Torres was appointed by Vice Mayor Luis E. Cabrera’s recommendation as well as council member Matias Rosales and she was approved on a 4-3 vote by the council. 

After pleading guilty to ballot harvesting, Torres was placed on a two-year sentence of “supervised probation in accordance with the formal judgment” and was forced to report to Adult Probation on the day of her sentencing.

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[wacky-nameless-inventor-24]

WILD WEST AU where one of the clones is zapped back to Marshall’s time during the Timephoon. There he falls in with the wrong crowd and becomes part of an outlaw gang and starts off a crazy forbidden love enemies to lovers kinda thing with the local sheriff ;3

#emotional drunk gyro lets gooooo #gyro gearloose #marshall cabrera #sheriff marshall cabrera #marshro #ducktales #ducktales 2017 #dt17 #duckverse #fenton crackshell cabrera #fenro #wacky's art #more of me just beating up clones :3 #No this one is meant to be just gyro the only reason it’s a clone is because this way it has less impact on the actual canon timeline #this way I think the only thing that changes is maybe the outlaw Scrooge mcduck episode #Idk if it should go how it usually does and takes place before this gyro shows up or if its changed to this gyro being dragged along instea #the outlaw gyro gearloose au

[ducky-duckuwu]

"what would my ancestors say?"

-¿Porque eres café?

*I fought with the devil

#fenton crackshell cabrera #ducktales 2017 #sheriff marshall cabrera #fenton centric au #funny caption

[allthingsdarkanddirty]

Sweet & Feel-Good Romance!

Sheriff's Treasured Teacher by Clara Pines is available now!

FREE with Kindle Unlimited

He’s sworn to protect his heart, but she’s ready to serve up some holiday cheer. When it comes to happiness, grumpy Sheriff Cal Cassidy is an officer in need of assistance. But he’s not ready for it to come in the form of his son’s pretty new pre-school teacher. Sure, she’s kind and she’s patient and she smells like cinnamon cookies. But her head is too far in the clouds to ever see eye to eye with a down to earth man like him. It will take a holiday miracle for Angel Cabrera to get through to her favorite student’s father. In spite of his challenges, little Justin Cassidy is an absolute ray of sunshine in her classroom. On the other hand, Justin’s dad is basically a storm cloud in a sheriff’s hat. As wildly intimidating as he is arrestingly handsome, Sheriff Cassidy has Angel’s heart exceeding the speed limit every time they meet. When the upcoming holiday brings a dreaded task across Cal’s desk, he decides to call Angel in for backup. But solving the case means spending time together, and battling an attraction they are both desperately trying to deny. Will these opposites waive their right to remain silent about their feelings in time to save the day? Or will the sheriff and the small-town teacher part ways before they can see what they have in common, and how much they agree on what is truly important? Trinity Falls Sweet Romance is all about finding family – one clean & wholesome romance at a time. From a widower discovering he has feelings for his kids’ nanny, to a soldier finding out about a secret baby, to a single dad falling in love with his child’s preschool teacher, you’ll lose yourself in these feel-good books celebrating love, family, and the very special small-town community of Trinity Falls.

About the Author:

Clara Pines is a writer from Pennsylvania. She loves writing sweet romance, sipping peppermint tea with her handsome husband, and baking endless gingerbread cookies with her little helpers. A holiday lover through and through, Clara wishes it could be Christmas every day. You can almost always figure out where she has curled up to write by following the sound of the holiday music on her laptop!

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[childofmyth-art]

(Variant number 3 because i couldn’t decide what color hair Gyro’s ancestor would have. So this one is Italian comics Gyro’s hair color.)

Gyro Gearloose has a canon old western outfit in the Italian comics so i used that

Shortly after the gold nugget incident, a cocky, up-start inventor moved to Gumption and gave Sheriff Cabrera a run for his money with all of his inventions gone wrong. Gyro Gearloose’s ancestor, Dr. Gearloose. (Not sure which ancestor this would be, maybe Ratchet Gearloose who knows. But i’m gonna make up my own canon so now its Albert Gearloose. Cause…. Albert Einstein….)

Albert Gearloose and Marshall Cabrera eventually become begrudgingly close in their desire to incessantly bothering Rockerduck from now until the end of time.

(Variant 1: ‘17 Gyro hair color)

(Variant 2: ‘87 Gyro hair color)

#Ducktales #Ducktales 17 #Ducktales 2017 #dt17 #Gyro Gearloose #Topolino #my art #old west #country #Sheriff Marshall Deputy Cabrera #Sheriff Marshall Cabrera #Sheriff Cabrera #Marshall Deputy Cabrera #Marshall Cabrera #gun tw #tw gun