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alloftheimaginesblog · 9 months
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Headcanons for working with Jake Peralta and he's secretly in love with you...
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When you first started at the precinct Jake was immediately attracted to you. At first it was harmless flirting but when he started to get to know you, things slowly became more serious.
Boyle would tease Jake about his crush on you, bigging him up to ask you out but Jake never did - he always chickened out.
Being put on a case with you was always the highlight of the week. He would high five Boyle under the table and would flash you a wide grin and a wink.
Even if he's not on a case with you, he'll offer to help you figure stuff out or help you with the paperwork afterwards which you always appreciate.
Jake's always very complimentary of you, never overstepping a line but always making sure you know how good you are.
He offers advice to you whenever you need it, it's not always good advice or very practical but he offers it anyway.
His main goal every day is to make you smile and make you laugh and he makes damn sure he achieves his goal. He loves your laugh, loves the way your eyes crinkle, loves how happy your smile is.
If there's a promotion available, of course he wants it but he goes into Holt's office and recommends you. He doesn't tell you but you're the best person for the job and he can't sit there and lie to Holt saying that he's the one for the job. It's you that deserves it so he tells Holt just as much.
He's the first person to congratulate you on getting the job. He couldn't have been prouder of you.
"I mean, why wouldn't you get the job you're awesome?!"
It's Holt that spills the secret. He's giving a speech in the bar and lets slip that Jake recommended you.
You can't believe it. You pull Jake aside asking if it's true. He admits it is... When you ask why, he smiles, shrugs and says, "Because it's you, (y/n). It's... It's you."
You start to see Jake in a very different light after that.
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multifandomsimagine · 3 months
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Imagine dating Jake and him introducing you to the squad after you help him win the Halloween Heist
"I'm still confused about one thing. How were you able to execute your plan?" Amy said as she set down her drink and turned to face Jake. "The plan needed two people for it to work and Charles and Bill teamed up so there was no way either one of them helped out."
The rest of the squad paused their conversation with each other and also looked at Jake. "Yes, how did you do it, Peralta?"
A smug smile on his face as he noticed that he held everyone's attention, he proudly said: "This is due to my girlfriend and heist partner, [Name]." Gesturing to the bar door, they all watched as you walked in and toward them.
"Hi." You gave them a wave. "It's nice to finally meet you all."
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specialagentlokitty · 7 months
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B99 x reader - slightly twisted
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Hello. Can I please request the Brooklyn 99 team X reader? Reader works with them and is very kind and friendly with everyone, but occasionally they would say something that scares everyone (including Rosa) For example, everyone is trying to figure out how to get a suspect in interrogation to talk, and out of the blue (Y/N) says "give me 10 minutes with a car battery, I'll make him talk". - Anon💜
Standing in the conference room, you weren’t really paying much attention to what was going on, but you did slightly pay attention to Rosa and Jake trying to figure out how to get their suspect to talk.
“You’ve already tried annoying him, it didn’t work idiot.” Rosa snapped.
“Well you threatening him didn’t work either!” Jake huffed.
You flicked through your paper work.
“Give me ten minutes with a car battery, I’ll make him talk.”
Rosa and Jake snapped their heads towards you, and you looked at them, giving them the sweetest smile they had ever seen.
Gathering your papers, you happily walked outside and they shared a look.
“They’re twisted…” Jake mumbled.
“Seriously twisted…” Rosa agreed.
You had a quiet personality, but you were ever so sweet, always smiling and willing to do anything to help.
But out of the blue, you would so something so disturbing or terrifying, it put everybody in the precinct on edge.
It wasn’t often you did it, but you always did it at the most unexpected times.
For the next hour you sat at your desk, the you got up to make coffee, walking into the break room where everybody else was sat.
You stared intensely at the coffee pot.
“What’re you doing?” Charles asked.
“Thinking.”
“About what?” He asked.
Everybody shouted at him, and you began to calmly pour your coffee.
“Nobody knows when they’re going to die, unless they’re murdered. Then there is one person who knew the exact time you died at, you wouldn’t even know that you’re dead, you would just be dead. We could all be dead right now.”
You sipped at your coffee, setting your cup on the table you walked to your fridge to get your lunch.
You pulled out two boxes and handed one to Jake before sitting down.
“I want you to speak to a psychiatrist.” Holt said.
You looked at him, tilting your head a little.
“Why?”
“You are very disturbed.”
“He’s right, some of the stuff you say is horrifying.” Terry nodded.
You looked the them all.
“You even scare Rosa.”
You turned to Rosa, and she shrugged a little bit.
“I thought I was disturbed.” She said.
You shrugged a bit, going back to eating your lunch, sharing some of your food for Scully and Hitchcock who were lingering nearby.
You sat inside your own head again.
“I want a burger.” You said.
“Go get one.” Amy said.
“Oh! Let us come!” Scully begged.
You agreed, walking with them to get a burger from around the corner before walking back.
Everybody was standing in the bullpen near the vulture as he tried to take the next case from someone.
“It was funny!” He laughed.
“It was a hearse! Don’t you have any respect?!” Amy snapped.
The man shrugged a little and you sat on your desk to watch them.
“What did he do?”
“I happened to laugh as a hearse went buy holding the victim, it doesn’t mean I don’t sympathise. I just don’t care.”
You took a bite of your burger and stared at the man, and the other looked at you.
“You shouldn’t laugh at something like that.”
“Oh I don’t want your philosophy lecture just give me the damn case.”
You looked back at your food, slapping Jakes hand as he tired to snatch it from you.
“One day you’ll day, and you’ll be in a hearse. You could die tomorrow, and you’ll be thrown in a hole and left to rot, bones turning to dust and bugs calling your body home.”
The whole floor went quiet.
“We all go to the same place when we die, in the ground to be worm food, so I don’t see why you act like you’re better, you’re not. You’re just another walking sack of worm feast.”
The vulture made a gagging noise, and he stepped away from you.
“Seriously, what’s wrong with you?” He asked.
You looked up at him.
Your smile turned into a sickening grin as your stared into his eyes.
“I like scaring people.”
“That’s not hot. I’m gone.”
He quickly left and you went back to eating.
“Disturbing but useful apparently.” Rosa said.
They all looked at you and shuddered a little bit as you began to hum a twisted song under your breath.
You were the most lethal member of the squad, you didn’t need guns to bring someone down, no.
You just needed to talk, and that would be enough to make anyone confess or turn themselves in, just to escape the pure twisted truth that you generally talked about.
You had no filter, no thought process, and an unlimited supply of strange and twisted information
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veryberryjelly · 1 month
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lines of gold
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jake peralta x fem!reader
lyric prompt ; 'closed eyes & closed blinds' - fast times - sabrina carpenter
𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ⚜︎ 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓
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time off was a rarity, and you didnt take it lightly.
both yourself and jake had been racking up some vacation days and had booked a week off 4 months in advance.
and you had been looking forward to the week off since you started talking about it.
a week away from everything, just you and jake.
the two of you had chosen to go to mexico for your vacation. somewhere warm and interesting. you could lounge around all day or go out and do something and that was just perfect for the two of you.
so far, in 2 and a half days, you had just been lounging around in your hotel, enjoying not having to get up every morning and not having any agenda for the day.
day three didnt look like it was going to be any different.
you were woken up by the sun creeping through the blinds you could've sworn you shut before you went to bed last night, but apparently not.
you turned over to avoid the seemly blinding light, and you were met with the sight of your boyfriend in his rumpled morning state.
his curls were a mess onto of his head, his face free of worry, the sunlight dusting over his features to make him look truly angelic.
a smile settled on your lips.
you decided to put aside your thoughts of going back to sleep and instead rested your head onto of your arm as you watched the movement of jake's chest rising and falling.
you couldn't pinpoint how long you had been watching him, but the sun had shifted to brighten his closed eyes by the time he woke up.
he turned towards your body to hide from the light, and instead was met with the stretch of mattress between you.
the cold cotton caused his eyes to squint open in search of the woman he was certain he had fallen asleep beside.
he seemed to relax when he caught sight of you just another two inches over.
" were you watching me sleep ?"
you let a soft laugh huff past your lips.
" no ." you insisted, though you were sure it wasn't convincing.
jake said nothing in retaliation and instead just stretched his arm out to pull you across the gap in the mattress and into his chest.
you didnt resist, instead wrapped your arms around his torso as his lips pressed into your forehead, both of your eyes shielded from the lines of light bleeding through the blinds.
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stanathanxoox · 4 months
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Take Me Home
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Anonymous asked:
Hi! Would you mind making a fic where Rosa has an autistic girlfriend (reader) and Reader gets overwhelmed and has a meltdown in public and everyone is staring and whispering and Rosa threatens to kill everyone before she calms Reader down and takes her home and they're safe together?
Thank you! :)) 💛
You thought you were having a good day, so when Rosa had asked you to go out with her to run a couple of errands you had agreed, wanting nothing more than to spend time with her. However, that all seemed to crash and burn about an hour and a half into the errands, you were in the middle of trying to find the correct change for the lady standing waiting impatiently behind the register and you heard her mutter under her breath “God why do people have to be so damn stupid?” that was it for you, you're suddenly gasping for air as you slam down the correct change and grabbing your purchases before you push your way through the crowd behind you.  Gasping for air once you exit the store you fall in a heap on the ground as sobs wreck their way through your body. You feel a hand on your back and you know whose it is, but still it’s not enough to stop the sobbing
“Oh my sweet Y/N” Rosa whispers before she turns and glowers at the crowd muttering around you
“If you all don’t move away from here I will literally kill each and every one of you. Have you no compassion?” she threatens and you sniffle
“Rosa?” you ask
“Yes babe?” she responds her attention fully on you again
“Take me home please” you whisper, voice cracking on the last word and she nods, doing exactly as you request.
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hopelesswritergall · 2 years
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a Jake x fem!reader and the prompt is that Jake introduces the reader to the whole squad
YESSSSSS!!
Let me know what you thought of this in my ask box or in the comments! Feedback is always wanted!
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"So, Y/N I know that you want to meet the sqaudddd so I did something" this was the first thing Jake sad when you woke up next to him on Friday. "What did you do Jake?" You asked despite knowing that it would probably be something stupid. "Wellll, they don't know that I'm dating anyone, but you know who they are so that obviously has to change, you know?" "I don't like where this is going Jake, next thing you know you say that you want to pretend that I'm a criminal and introduce me in the interrogation room!" Jake quickly looked at you and very very quickly erased something from his notes on his phone. "Alrighty then, not that plan, falling through the roof? Knocking on the window? You come dressed up as Holly McClane and start to make out with me?" "No and it is Holly Gennero remember? They divorced." Jake just looked at you with those puppy love eyes. "How about I just walk in with some coffee and lunch for you? You can say you forgot it at home babe?" "Fine, boring but it came from you so it's great." He looked at the time and went to pick out clothes. Cue the whistling from your end, "My man is looking fine today, hurry up and go to work ill come around in the midday." He blew you a quick kiss before bolting out the door.
It was a pretty normal day in the precinct nothing out of the ordinary. Scully had another 'small' heart attack and holt didn't smile. Just a normal friday you would say. But Jake couldn't hide his excitement from his best friend Charles. Well Charles just assumed, and Jake spilled that there would be a surprise this midday. Let's be honest Charles couldn't keep this a secret very long and soon enough the squad all knew something would happen just not yet what would happen. Although they prepared for the worst believe me, the fire extinguisher close to Rosa was just a minor detail.
As you entered the building you walked towards the receptionist who just asked some routine questions and directed you towards the floor you boyfriend was on. Hearing the sound of the elevator Jake peeked to see if it was you, and there you were. With a cup of coffee and a sandwich from subway. Your eyes scanned the room and saw his fluffy hair which you could recognize miles away. "Jake there you are! I noticed you didn't take your food with you this morning so i thought I would visit you at work." You said while smiling at him, not noticing the eyes his colleagues gave each other in surprise that Jake had a girlfriend. "Thanks BABE! How much I LOVE you for doing this!" He almost yelled the words to make sure everyone heard it. Amy came up to him and took him away to have a small squad meeting, leaving you there to sit at his desk and sort the files why not.
"Who is that Jake? Did you kidnap her?" Terry asked worried for you. "No, that is my girlfriend from 8 months." Jake admitted to the squad. "8 months?!?!" "How did you keep this a secret?" Gina genuinely asked. "It was never a subject of conversation, at least not a serious one." You had stood up from his desk and walked to the break room. "Uhm Jake I've got to go, so unless you're going to introduce me now, I'm leaving" "Oh yeah of course."
"The scary looking one is Rosa, the big guy is Terry, the one with the boring outfit is Amy, the one with the phone is Gina, the small one is Charles and the one who never expresses emotions is Captain Holt." Jake said while pointing at each one. "It was very nice to meet you all, I hope to see you another time!" you said while leaving the break room waving and smiling. "Well Jake, I've only just met her but if you hurt her, I'll hurt you." Rosa said while smiling weirdly. "I won't I Won't.
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photoboothphotos · 2 years
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Honest Character
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Jake Peralta x Reader - Dating the Captain's daughter [1.2K Words]
The Brooklyn summer heat had taken a toll on the city. Everyone at the office was dripping through their shirts this morning due to the absence of air conditioning, courtesy of a broken fuse that impacted all of New York City. The entire squad was forced to dress summer casual, looking like a bunch of vacationers that had washed up into the precinct, with only Capitan Holt abiding to the work-place dress code.
So, when you walked into the police station with your yellow sundress swaying up your thighs, Jake Peralta had no choice but to look you up and down like a tall glass of water. With sunglasses adorning your head like a crown, you walked straight into the Captain’s office without saying a single word. The Captain had shut his office door behind you, forbidding any eavesdropping of the conversation.
“Jake, stop staring down the new sketch artist,” Terry commanded from his desk, “You’re going to scare her away before she even starts.”
The detective turned towards Terry, confusion running through his brows, “We hired a new sketch artist? How come I was never told this?”
“Because you always hit on the new hires,” Rosa chimed in dropping off a shared file onto Jakes desk, “Holt asked us all to keep her transfer a secret until she got here.”
With genuine hurt, Jake shot his friends an accusing look, “That’s crazy. I am a delight to meet, I can keep this profresh. It’s all of you making this unprofresh.” He huffed with frustration earning sympathetic gazes from the rest of the squad. Before anyone had the chance to add to the conversation, the room went quiet with Holt calling Jake towards his office before closing the door once more. Standing up, Peralta turned to the sargent with a smirk, “See! I am a delight.” With determination he marched to the Captain’s office, smoothing out his short-sleeved flannel.
“Jake, I’d like to meet (Y/N) H.C.” The Captain introduced the two of you with a gesturing hand.
“Nice to meet you, I’m Jake Peralta. You must be the new sketch artist,” Jake stated proudly reaching for your hand and giving Holt a smug look, “What does the H.C. stand for, Honest Character? We sure need more of that around here.” The detective gave his superior another annoyed look, still frustrated from being kept out of the loop.
You looked between the officers, clearly you had stepped into a separate argument. Deciding to ignore the unknown elephant in the room you took Jake’s hand, giving him a shake. “No, it’s short for Holt-Cozner. I’m from the Seven-Three’s forensics division, my dad said you needed some help with the Davidson murder.”  You clarified, with question taking over your voice. The silence ran thick throughout the office, both Holt and yourself confused beyond belief. You slowly retrieved your hand away from Jake’s when it was evident that he’d been shocked frozen.
“Your dad?” Jake quipped, bewildered by the fact.
“Yes,” Holt confirmed hesitantly, unsure of what had taken over his subordinate. “I had Santiago inform the team that my daughter would be visiting and helping you with the case.”
With twisted lips Jake shot a look at his desk, now crowded with snickering friends and an apologetic looking Boyle. Peralta knew this was payback for when he embarrassed his co-worker during last week’s briefing. In an awkward haste, Jake led you a spare room leaving you with no choice but to mumble a quiet “I’ll see you at dinner” to Holt before exiting.
You reviewed the photos and DNA evidence quietly, unsure of what was going through the detective’s mind. With a slight cough you cleared your throat before speaking, “It’s odd that there aren’t any fingerprints around the apartment that match the ones on the weapon,” you started “How did they enter the apartment in the first place? And even then, why not take the same precautions with handling the weapon. It’s like they’re a ghost and only moralized to kill the victim.”
Jake looked at you excitedly, a lightbulb illuminating in his head. “Because they were framed!” He yelled excitedly shuffling through the files bringing your attention to a picture of the apartment owner, “We dismissed this guy’s prints because it’s his apartment, but he must’ve blackmailed our suspect into putting his prints on the weapon – the suspect kept on saying he was there returning a favor, and that’s it.” The detective shook his head in disbelief, already over the embarrassing moment from earlier, “You’re a genius.”
“It was your solve detective, I’m just happy to help.” You smiled, getting ready to show yourself out.
“Wait, don’t you want to stay for the interrogation?” Jake asked, hoping he would have the opportunity to make up for his horrible first impression, “Or at least long enough for me to take you out for lunch?” He could tell that the latter offer took you by surprise. So, he offered you a welcoming arm, inviting you to link with it, “Do you like Pizza?”
The awkwardness from earlier had washed away as the two of you shared a laugh over two slices of New York’s finest pizza and ice-cold orange sodas. Jake had explained the entire situation from this morning and in return you had described to him your life with your dads: Raymond Holt and Kevin Cozner.
“You have the coolest dads ever,” Jake exclaimed taking another slice of pepperoni pizza. The cheese stretched as he placed the slice back down, “I can’t believe that this is the first time I’ve heard of you.”
You shook your head, laughing at the hanging cheese string dangling from Jake’s lips. You were thankful for the bright sun leaving a pink tint on your skin, effectively hiding your growing blush. Your dad had told you many stories about the detective. Nights of going on and on about his awful handwriting, his silliness during Halloween, and how he had set every precinct record since Holt had taken command. You had been curious about Peralta, but you would have never thought he’d be this charming. Maybe it was the romantic pop song playing on the radio, or the heat coming from the kitchen, but desire had bubbled in your heart, and you were itching for more time with him.
With his permission, you wiped off the extra sauce and cheese off the corner of Jake’s mouth, making you suddenly shy. “Yeah, and yet I’ve already learnt so much about you.”
Jake’s smile grew bigger, happy that he’d manage to turn the situation around. The way your sundress hiked up your legs had not left his mind since this morning. Though he felt himself enchanted to meet you, he knew with certainty that he wanted to go about this spontaneous date correctly – with you being the Captain’s daughter and all. He felt it in his gut that you were going to be a forever thing, and his gut feelings were always right. “To even it out, maybe I can learn more about you over drinks tomorrow at the bar?”
You leaned in gifting the detective a light kiss on his cheek, unable to resist those dimples for any longer than you already have, “It’s a date.”
And it was one of the best dates both of you had been on. From that day forward, Jake no longer wanted or needed to hit on other new hires, not with you and your sundresses frequenting the precinct. The squad had grown fond of your budding relationship, with even the Captain showing signs of enthusiasm. As Jake meet you downstairs for another summer night of exploring the city, he thought to himself about how lucky he was to have been pranked by his friends that morning.
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potter-head-phanatic · 4 months
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"Are you sure you want to do this?" Jake and Y/N stood outside of their fathers apartment door after he bailed on them, once again. She could see how tense her brother was, from the frown on his face to the clench in his fist. Polar opposite to how he usually felt. "I have to, or hes going to keep doing it" She whispered an okay before giving his hand a reassuring squeeze, letting him know that she was right there with him, before knocking on the door. A few moments later, the door opened and Roger Peralta looked surprised to see them. "Jake! Y/N! I'm sorry I couldn't make it to the party" he started to say and Y/N could already feel an excuse coming, "I'm subbing for a buddy who's got an early flight, I'm sure you're upset" There it is. "No, actually. I'm not upset at all" She wanted to say something, but Jake was finally standing up for himself and she wasn't going to stop him. "yeah? great" She wanted to wipe the stupid smile off his face, not believing he could be this clueless to think Jake actually wasn't upset. "No, more relieved. You know you were always my hero, but i think i'm finally starting to see you for who you really are. A regional airline pilot whose landings are bumpy as hell and a pretty selfish guy who genuinely doesn't care about being a dad" She couldn't be more proud of her brother and agreed with every word he just said. "Jake, you don't understand. There was a downdraft on the drummondville runway." The Peralta patriarch kept looking at Y/N out of the corner of his eye, feeling uncomfortable under her glare. "It's not my fault" It never is. "Look, i've been making excuses for you my whole life, no matter how many times Y/N told me not to. But you're a pretty crappy father, and until you're ready to be a good one, don't call me" Y/N wanted to jump for joy. She couldn't remember the amount of times she envisioned this moment happening, and to see the shocked expression on their fathers face made it worth the wait.
"Also, im taking your captains hat cause it's cool and I want it" Jake spoke as he reached into the apartment, grabbing the hat from the table that was beside the door, before putting it on. "Go on without me. I'll meet you outside, there's something I need to say" He looked at her as if to say, are you sure? After a reassuring nod, he gave his sisters shoulder a squeeze before heading down the hallway and making his way outside. Not before sending one final glare towards Roger. Y/N waited till she didn't hear Jakes footsteps anymore before turning towards her father once again. "You really messed up this time" Roger went to defend himself, but she held a hand out, not letting him get a word out. "Save it. You're always full of excuses" Y/N couldnt hold her anger back much longer. Years of pent up rage just threatening to burst free. "Jake has been nothing but loving towards you. Even when you don't deserve it. And you show up all of a sudden acting like you want to spend time with him, when all you want to do is use him for your own selfish gain. You should be ashamed of yourself!" "Now hold on..." "I'm not done" He shut his mouth quick enough, surprised at the way his daughter was speaking to him. Y/N was finally letting all of her feelings out and it was making her feel lighter and lighter by the second. "I have spent my whole life trying to protect Jake, and I would like to think i've done a damn good job. So if you don't get serious about being in his life, dont bother coming back. It doesnt matter to me, i've gotten used to you disappointing me, but i'll be damned if I let you hurt him again" Roger Peralta had never felt so put in his place before, but there was also a small feeling of pride. Knowing just how much his children cared for one another. He couldnt think of anything to say, but it didnt matter. Even if he did, he watched as Y/N turn around and walk away at a fast pace, wanting to get away from him as fast as possible. When she got outside, she saw her brother sitting on the front steps of the building with his head in his hands. She carefully approached him and sat beside him on the cold steps, lightly nudging his arm. "Hey, dont think about him, we're better off" He tiredly ran his hands down his face while letting out a long sigh, "I'm so dumb, how could I not see this coming" "Hey, youre not dumb" she protested as she wrapped her arm around is shoulders, not wanting him to feel bad about himself, "you're just a hopeful person, thats a good quality to have" He looked over at her with a small smile, "What did I do to deserve an amazing sister like you" "I dont know, something amazing in a past life" They both laughed before standing up and heading to Y/Ns car, heading back to Shaw's bar where their work family was waiting for them.
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jellycolors · 2 years
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𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘻 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘱𝘴𝘥
𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞/𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞
𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭
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fandomnerd9602 · 1 year
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amy Santiago x male Spiderman reader
Amy discover her boyfriend is spiderman, injured after he save her, she take care of him
Amy: are you kidding me? You're Spider-Man and you injured yourself in combat?!?
Y/N: It's nothing serious, baby
Amy: oh really? Name three supervillains that you personally defeated this month.
Y/N: Green Goblin 1, Green Goblin 2, and Green Goblin 3
Amy: I set the bar too low, that one's on me
Y/N: baby can you patch me up?
Amy: one order of bactine, bandages, and one very intense cuddle session coming right up!
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irislikeswriting · 2 years
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Hi! I’m planning on writing some one shorts or short series to practice writing.
I’m open for requests (would in fact love them) and will write:
Sister!reader for:
• Winchester brothers
• Jonah from Superstore
• Halstead brothers (one Chicago)
• Any Criminal Minds character
• B99 Jake or Rosa.
• 13 Reasons Why
• Outer Banks JJ, John B, Sarah.
• Stranger things, any of the teen characters.
• Money Heist, The Professor.
Daughter!reader for:
• Any Criminal Minds character
• B99 Jake & Amy, Charles, Terry or Captain Holt
• Jonah from Superstore
• Stranger things, Hopper or Joyce.
• Money Heist, The Professor, Lisbon.
Teen!reader for:
• All of the above
• A Series Of Unfortunate Events (the Netflix series)
I’ll write about any topic, except major character death (even specific canon ones) unless the prompt is extra special!
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hanasnx · 4 months
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moves.
MINORS DNI 18+
JAKE PERALTA can't believe his stroke of good luck. Of pure, unadulterated good luck. He had entered the crime scene with you mere moments ago and after a heated exchange of bouncing off of each other with observations— your voices gradually raising at the same level as you near the climax of the conversation— you'd given him the look. Focused eyes watching him through your brows, the curl of your parted lips, panting through them. How you assessed him, scanned his figure like he was edible, sharing a silent moment with him as you calculate exactly what you wanna do to him. Next thing he knew you were excusing you and him saying you'd be going out for coffee, when you'd pulled him into the nearest cleaning closet of the apartment complex that wasn't crawling with cops. Now he's balls deep inside you, clothes having hastily been moved aside to accommodate it.
"Jakey," you whine, dragging out the word. He loves it when you call him that. Gets him all hot and bothered, afraid he'd give you whatever you asked for when you invoke that pretty petname off those pretty lips. "you fuck me so good..."
His teeth bite hard into the skin past his lips, brows creased in concentration so as not to bust to early. It's a quickie, a fucking hot one, but he's still got manners. The sound of your voice has his eyes rolling into the back of his head as he's fucking you from the back, big hands on your hips to keep pulling you back onto his cock while you brace on the wall. A brief moan hums through his nose as he directs you closer to him, talking shit in your ear, "Do I fuck you good? Yeah? Yeah, baby? 'I fuck you good?" breathless, and dizzy with pleasure, he can't believe someone like you is this into him.
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chaoticace2005 · 30 days
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Alastor: Susan.
Susan: Hello Alastor. You’re looking grey and sickly.
Alastor: So nice of you to greet us, I thought surely you’d still be crushed under that house in Munchkinland.
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specialagentlokitty · 4 months
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Rosa Diaz x reader - everybody has scars
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hii! Can you write a Rosa Diaz X fem reader where it's summer and really hot but the reader won't wear short sleeves because she is struggling with her self harm scars because of rude comments about them, but Rosa tries to convince her of wearing short sleeves or something like that? - Anon💜
TW: mentions of self harm
Sitting next to the open fire escape door, you grumbled a little as you wafted the papers you were reading in front of you.
“Here.”
You felt a cold bottle being dropped in your lap and you set the paper down, taking it so you could have a drink.
Rosa stood against the doorway, and she looked at you.
“I’ve got a spare shirt if you want to change.”
You shook your head, pushing yourself and you stepped outside, holding a hand over your eyes to look out of the city.
“It’s so hot, why’s it so hot Rosa?”
“Because it’s summer and you’re wearing a shirt that can only be like a million degrees in it.”
You grumbled a little bit and made your way back inside, heading into one of the interrogation rooms to lay on the metal table.
It wasn’t that much colder but it was definitely colder than anywhere else right now.
Rosa walked in and she stood in the doorway.
“Seriously you’ll pass out or something.”
“It’s fine Rosa, I just gotta adjust you know.”
“Just wait here.”
Rosa walked out and you carried on laying on the table, enjoying how much cooler it was in there.
The door opened and closed again, and Rosa walked over, dropping a shirt on your face and you laughed a little moving it away.
“It’s fine Rosa.”
“Well when you pass out or start melting into the floor I won’t help you.”
You smiled a little and sat up, holding the shirt out to her.
“I can’t wear it.”
“Why? Is it because it’s mine?”
“No, that has nothing to do with it. I just.. I can’t…”
Rosa walked over, sitting next to you, pushing the shirt back in your direction.
“It’s because of your arms, isn’t it?” She asked quietly.
“Yeah…”
Rosa sighed, and she nodded, clasping her hands together.
“If anyone says anything, if they even look at your in the wrong way I’ll bash their heads against a wall.”
“Woah, okay.” You laughed.
You looked at Rosa, smiling slightly.
“There’s nothing wrong with scars, we all have them. Nobody has a right to say anything about scars, it just shows you been through some stuff.”
She grabbed the shirt, and held it up to you.
“Now, put the shirt on.”
You raised your hands, and you slowly took the shirt from her and you left the room, heading to the restroom to go and change your shirt.
But as you stood there staring at the mirror all you could do was focus on the deep scars in your skin and you held your arms behind your back to try and hide them.
Walking out, your shirt covering your arms you looked at Rosa.
“No, don’t hide.”
Rosa took your shirt and she pulled you into her side, wrapping an arm around your shoulder.
“If anyone says anything you tell me, got it?”
“Yeah, thanks Rosa.”
She nodded her head, pushing you back towards your desk.
Rosa stayed close to you, she kept a close eye on you making sure you were okay and that nobody was giving you any trouble.
She wanted you to feel comfortable with yourself and learn to love yourself, and to her, the first step to doing that was to accept that you have scars.
Just like everybody else, you had scars, and people that loved you and cared for you will love every part of you, scars and all
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veryberryjelly · 7 months
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gone to shit
pairing : jake peralta x fem!reader
prompt : "can i have one more hug?" "aw, babe you don't have to ask, c'mere..."
𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧
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your day had been going too well for it to continue.
you had gotten to your local coffee shop before it got too busy, gotten up to the bullpen without getting catcalled by some jackass outside and you and your boyfriend were the only ones in the office which was nice.
it was quiet and the first 30 minutes your day was spent sat opposite jake just talking until your friends and colleagues filtered in through the elevator.
and then everything came crashing down.
multiple people in the holding cell caused the bullpen to be filled with noise which was unsettling.
the coffee you had gotten this morning spilled over your desk and your lap.
your phone had died half way through a conversation with your sister and you knew she wouldn't appreciate it seeming like you hung up on her.
and you had misfiled some evidence and had to talk to holt to fix it.
you hoped he would be in a good mood so this wouldn't end up with you getting reamed out.
unfortunately that was not the case.
while he didnt yell you could sense the annoyance & slight disappointment in his tone as he told you do leave so he could deal with it.
and you did leave.
but instead of heading back to your desk you went to the evidence lock up, heading towards the back corner and sinking down onto the floor, the cool surface bringing you out of your head very slightly.
but it wasnt enough to stop the hot burning tears from falling from your eyes.
this wasnt something you should be getting so upset about, there were people in the world that had it a lot worse than you and here you were crying over the tiniest things.
just because they had happened in quick succession it felt so overwhelming.
you were way too in your own head to notice your name being called quietly into the room.
it was only when you saw a set of shoes infront of you that your attention was pulled from the spiralling thoughts in your head.
your hands instantly lifted to wipe at your cheeks to try and pass it off like you weren't crying.
" woah woah, hey. what's wrong, babe? "
the sound of jake's voice did not relax you as much as usual.
you shook your head, trying to shake off this awful tightness in your chest but that did nothing to calm jake's worry.
he crouched down beside you momentarily before sitting down next to you, knowing that his gaze on you could overwhelm you even further.
his arm dropped to around your shoulders and your head instantly dropped down onto the soft fabric of his hoodie.
" you wanna tell me why you're hiding in the evidence lock up ?" he asked, his fingertips running over the fabric of your shirt.
" everything was just going so well this morning and then i spilled my coffee, the holding cell is so full of jackasses, my phone died and then i misfiled some evidence... it all just went to shit "
his small motions on your shoulder were calming you slightly but not by much, your shoulders were still shaking and you couldnt bring yourself to take a full breath.
jake didn't reply for a few moments but his fingertips kept tracing shapes over your shoulder.
" ok, well these are all easy fixes. rosa has a charger in her desk she'll let you use, the holding cell is thinning out really quickly and you left a spare pair of jeans at my apartment a couple days ago and i brought them to give back to you, so you can change into those. "
how he managed to solve all of your problems so quickly you'll never know, but you were just so grateful.
you turned your body further into his, smiling softly when he wrapped his arm tighter around you and pressed a short kiss onto the top of your head.
" thank you "
" you're welcome, babe " he said quietly.
both of you remained sat on the floor of the evidence lock up for a couple more minutes before jake moved to stand and lead both of you back to the bullpen.
before he could take you outside you pulled him back by his hand, a soft and playful pout resting on your lips.
"can i have one more hug?" you asked, tilting your head back to look up at him.
a grin spread across his face.
"aw, babe you don't have to ask, c'mere..."
you quickly closed the two feet between the two of you and wrapped your arms around his torso, your head buried against his chest.
another 5 minutes were spent surrounded by weapons in boxes just hugging your boyfriend.
but when you returned to the bullpen, everything seemed a little bit better
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5sospenguinqueen · 3 months
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Garreth: Anyone else have the weird urge to lecture themselves?
MC: What?
Garreth mimicking Sharp: Weasley, what are you doing?
Sharp (walking up): Weasley, what are you doing?
MC: You conjured him.
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