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glittter-skeleton · 1 year
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I am obsessed with the fact that Michael Schur has done the same exact pairing of sunshine protagonist x anxious storm cloud love interest for 4 different shows now and it is wonderful every single time
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(The love interest’s level of anxiety also increases with every iteration)
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ateotd-izzy · 6 months
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how you get the girl | jake peralta x fem!reader
summary: 6 months after your breakup, on a rainy night, jake turns up on your doorstep.
warnings: some swearing, kissing, nothing that big of a deal
taglist: @brvceyamada
stand there like a ghost shaking from the rain
you were sat on your couch. all the lights were off and you had a movie playing on the tv while you were curled on the couch and listening to the rain.
it was basically a perfect night.
then there was a knock at your door.
it was late. you checked your phone to see the time, 11:38 pm, and got up with a groan.
why was someone at your door this late at night?
she’ll open up the door and say, ‘are you insane?’
you unlocked the front door and once you pulled it open you found your ex-boyfriend, jake peralta, standing on your porch.
he was soaking wet, his hair sticking to his forehead and his clothes drenched, from the rain.
“jake, what are you doing here?” you asked, taking in his appearance. “it’s the middle of the night and it’s pouring! are you insane?”
say it’s been a long six months
“maybe.” he replied before going quiet again and staring at you. “it’s been… a long six months.”
“really, jake?” you sighed.
you had seen him almost every single day since he broke up with you due to the fact that you worked together.
“are you drunk or something?”
“no! no— i…” he sighed. “i just…”
and you were too afraid to tell her what you want
“i was… afraid.” jake paused. “of telling you the truth.”
“what do you mean?”
“i mean the truth about how i felt about our relationship. i was too scared to tell you what i really wanted.”
“i’m so confused right now.” your eyes flitted around his face.
and that’s how it works
“just… come inside, peralta. it’s raining.” you grabbed him by the sleeve of his leather jacket and pulled him into your house.
“it’s been a while since i’ve been here.” jake said, looking around at the house that hasn’t really changed in the six months since he had dumped you.
that’s how you get the girl
“okay, jake, just… can you please explain what you’re doing here?” you asked. “this is totally random, and i’d like to know what you’re doing and why.”
jake’s mouth went dry and he stopped looking up at the ceiling. his eyes stopped on you.
and then, you say
“okay.” jake took a deep breath. “here it goes.”
“here what goes?” you asked.
i want you for worse or for better
“i want you.” jake paused. “for worse or for better.”
you raised your eyebrows in surprise for a moment before staring at him with a blank look.
i would wait forever and ever
“and, look, i would wait forever and ever.” jake said.
“you’re joking, right?” you asked, one hand still on the handle to your front door. “you can’t possibly be serious.”
broke your heart, i’ll put it back together
“y/n, i know i broke your heart.” jake sighed and looked up from his shoes and took one step closer to you. “but i’ll put it back together.”
you narrowed your eyes at him for two reasons. one, in disbelief, and two, because something about the whole situation was familiar.
i would wait forever and ever
“again, i would wait forever. and ever.” jake mumbled and the two of you stood in your entryway, a few feet away from each other.
“jake, you have got to be kidding me.” you sighed and walked past him and back into the living room, where your movie was now paused on the tv.
and that’s how it works
“what do you mean?” he asked, following you into the room.
“i mean you turning up at my house in the middle of the night talking like a crazy person.”
“a person… crazy in love.” jake said with a wide smile, which he dropped after he saw your disappointed stare. “no? okay.”
that’s how you get the girl
“jake, what is up with you?” you questioned him. “why are you here and why are you saying all this stuff?”
he walked past you and sat down on your couch, still wet.
“off the couch.” you ordered and he got up quickly.
“sorry.” he slowly made his way around the room before stopping in front of a shelf.
remind her how it used to be
he picked up a framed photo off of it and turned to look at you. “you’ve still got these up?”
you shrugged, crossing your arms and holding your robe tight. “yeah.”
“do you remember the day we took this?” he asked.
the picture he held was a selfie he had taken when the two of you were on a date after finishing a big case.
he has caught the exact moment you kissed his cheek.
with pictures in frames of kisses on cheeks
“mhm.” you didn’t want to say much. you didn’t like him being in your house, despite being the one who let him in. “right after we solved the mason murder case you took me out on that date.”
jake chuckled to himself and put the frame down. “yeah.”
the two of you had gone out for dinner, but then abandoned all plans for being in the outside world and decided to watch movies in jake’s apartment.
that same night, he told you that he loved you for the very first time.
tell her how you must’ve lost your mind
jake turned to look at you again.
he didn’t care if you were staring at him with a look that was a mix of both disapproval and disappointment, or that you clearly did not want him to be there.
jake’s eyes travelled from your eyes down your body and back to your face. he thought you looked beautiful.
“y/n, i swear, i must’ve lost my mind.” he forced out a very awkward chuckle, which he masked with a cough. “i did something so stupid, even for me.”
when you left her all alone, and never told her why
“which was?”
“dumping you. and not even telling you why.”
he did that.
six months earlier jake had come up to you at work and asked to talk to you privately.
and that’s how it works
“hey, babe, can i talk to you in private for one second?” jake had appeared at your side mid-conversation with rosa.
“oh, yeah, one sec.” you smiled and he nodded. jake started walking away and you told rosa you’d be right back before following jake.
the two of you soon ended up in the evidence room.
“what’s up?” you asked once the two of you were in the room with the door closed.
jake went silent in front of you. he seemed to freeze up.
“jake? you okay?”
“hmm? oh, yeah, totally, all good.” jake chuckled and cleared his throat. “but, um, anyway. so what i wanted to talk to you about was… i want…”
jake trailed off and stared you in the eyes. you waited for him to go on, giving him a weird look and he shook his head.
“i wanna break up!” jake basically spewed the words out as he yelled them loudly at you. “yup. that’s it. i want to break up… with you…”
jake nodded and turned on his heel, speeding out of the room.
that’s how you lost the girl
“i messed up. big time.”
“really?” you pretended to be surprised. “wow, i had no idea!”
jake stared back blankly. “okay. i get it.”
“do you, jake?” you asked. “because you turning up here and thinking i’d be okay with that tells me that maybe you don’t really get it.”
and now, you say
“no, i do.” he sighed. “i came here because i’ve been thinking. like, really thinking.”
you stared at him expectantly.
“i wanted to apologize.”
“after six months?” you almost laughed. “that’s half a year, jake.”
i want you for worse or for better
“i know.” jake buried his face in his hands. “but i swear, i’ve been thinking about this for… yeah, for literally the entire six months.”
“and what is this thing you’ve been thinking about?”
“i knew i had messed up immediately, and i freaked out and that’s why i ran away.”
you raised your eyebrows. “you messed up so you ran away instead of… talking about it like adults?”
i would wait forever and ever
“well, i did talk about it with charles.” jake said.
“i meant talk about it with me.” you stated. “as in the girl you broke up with without any explanation or another word that wasn’t work related for six months until you show up on her doorstep unannounced in the middle of the night when there’s a storm outside.”
as if on cue, thunder cracked outside.
“okay, keep it down, storm. we’re trying to have a conversation in here.” jake seemed to shout at your ceiling before looking at you with an amused smile.
broke your heart, i’ll put it back together
“okay, look,” he sighed. “i’ll be real with you right now. i want you back. i want us to be together again and i would literally wait forever and ever.”
“so you’ve said.” you nodded slightly, taking acknowledgment of the fact that jake’s hair had dried and had started to curl on top of his head.
not that you were looking at his hair. you were only listening to what he had to say.
you were totally over him.
“jake, i’ve finally… moved on. i’m over it.” you lied. “why did you decide to come here tonight?”
i would wait forever and ever
“because i still love you.” he stated. “and i never stopped loving you because i never wanted to break up in the first place.”
“then why did you break up with me?” you questioned him. “at work of all places, too. for all of our friends to find out immediately? for them to practically baby me for the next month until i finally snapped at them to stop? because that’s what happened.”
“because…”
and that’s how it works
he sighed. “god, why does this have to be so hard?”
“‘god, why does this have to be so hard?’ title of your sex tape.” you said, practically on instinct, before awkwardly coughing at the sight of his smile.
jake didn’t say anything for a moment after that. he just stared at you with that beautifully stupid smile on his stupidly beautiful face.
that’s how you get the girl
“you were saying?”
“right.” jake nodded and cleared his throat. “um… i didn’t want to break up with you. i just freaked out because i couldn’t say what i wanted to say and then started overthinking everything in my head.”
“what were you going to say?” you asked. “you know, before you broke up with me.”
“i was, um… i was gonna suggest that, uh, i…” jake sighed. “i was gonna ask what your thoughts would be on me moving in with you here.”
he gestured around himself to the house the two of you stood in.
and that’s how it works
“i really do love you, y/n. i just… it was just such a big… thing.” jake cursed at himself under his breath. “it was a huge thing and, like, i worried that maybe i was going too fast or that you’d say no and crush my heart so…”
“so you just crushed my heart first to prevent any possible damage to yourself.”
“yup. i’m such an idiot.”
“yeah, you are.”
that’s how you get the girl
“look, i’m sorry for turning up here.” jake apologized and started walking towards the front door again. “i’ll just go and we can pretend none of this happened and go back to not talking to each other.”
“what if i don’t want that.” you spoke and jake turned to look at you.
“what?”
“i mean… it’s raining outside.” nice save. “you don’t want to get sick or anything.”
and you know
“oh, right.” he moved away from the door a little. “smort. i mean, smart thinking, y/n.”
you nodded.
he then looked over at the tv. “die hard?”
you shrugged. “yeah. i was bored and lonely, so…”
“i get it.” he nodded.
“you can, um, watch it with me if you want.” you offered awkwardly. “i mean, it is your favourite movie of all time.”
jake smiled at you. “yeah, okay.”
“then maybe we can talk more about…” you gestured around at him. “this whole thing.”
that i don’t want you to go
the two of you sat down on the couch, but you didn’t put the movie back on. instead the two of you sat quietly.
“what made you decide to come here tonight? i mean, after six whole months?” you asked, breaking the silence.
“i don’t know. i was just in my apartment and listening to music… then i decided i couldn’t deal with us not being together anymore.”
remind me how it used to be
“for months… i don’t know why i didn’t do anything. i guess, i was scared?” he looked at you before laughing. “what am i saying? this is so dumb. whatever.”
“jake…”
“no, i sound ridiculously stupid. i broke up with you.” he rubbed his face. “i shouldn’t be acting like i was the one who was hurt.”
“at least you’re self-aware.” you mumbled before leaning back in your seat.
“y/n…” he reached out and took one of your hands in his. “i’m so sorry. for everything. for dumping you with no explanation, then acting as if nothing happened at all.”
with pictures in frames of kisses on cheeks
“why didn’t you just… explain to me you didn’t really want to break up right after it happened? or at least in the same day?” you asked.
“because… i kind of just assumed this was what you wanted.” jake gestured between the two of you. “you’re way too good for me. i mean, you’re smart, you’re funny, you’re an amazing detective, plus you’re super hot. i just guessed you didn’t really… i mean, look at me.”
“jacob peralta, you are such an idiot sometimes.” you deadpanned and he winced. “but, you do know that you’re also really smart, right? you’re one of the best detectives i know. you’re funny and you’re also super hot.”
“okay, i know you’re trying to make me feel better and this is the worst time to say this, but you feeding my ego and talking in that sexy voice is really turning me on.”
“oh, shut up.”
and say you want me
the silence between you returned for a moment before jake spoke again.
“y/n, i want you back.”
a part of you didn’t want to take him back. he had made you feel terrible for months and quite literally had broken your heart.
but on the other hand…
“jake…” you started and he met your eyes, looking almost desperate.
and then you say
then it clicked in your head. why the things he had been saying seemed to familiar to you.
“oh, my god. jacob peralta you did not.” you hit his arm and he gave you a confused look.
“what?”
i want you for worse or for better
“i want you for worse or for better.” you spoke in a song-like tune and a small smile tugged on jake’s lips.
i would wait forever and ever
“i would wait forever and ever.” you chuckled and shook your head.
the way he smiled at you at that moment made your stomach flip.
broke your heart, i’ll put it back together
“broke your heart, i’ll put it back together.” you glared playfully. “i would wait forever and ever.”
i want you forever and ever
“i want you forever and ever.” jake replaced the line you sang with one later in the song, his face inching closer to yours.
“and that’s how it works, that’s how you get the girl.” you shook your head again in disbelief. “you really followed the steps from the song?”
jake shrugged, your lips almost touching. “did it work?”
“maybe.”
and that’s how it works, that’s how you get the girl
you leaned forward and connected your lips with his.
jake’s hands held onto your hips while your hands ran up his chest and to his shoulders.
when you pulled apart, you smiled curiously and asked him, “when did you plan this, jake?”
“obviously it took months and months of planning to get it perfect.” he said and you gave him a look. “i didn’t plan it, i got the idea, like, five minutes before i left to come here.”
and that’s how it works, that’s how you get the girl
“you came here with no plan except for the lyrics to a taylor swift song?”
“i had faith. she’s a genius, i trusted her.”
you laughed and so did he before connecting your lips in another kiss.
“charles is gonna lose his shit when he hears about this.”
“how would he know if you don’t tell him?” you questioned.
“oh, he has some kind of sixth sense about this stuff.” jake stated.
“what stuff?”
“us. together.”
and that’s how it works, that’s how you get the girl
you paused. “you want us to be together again?”
jake’s mouth was parted slightly and he nodded in the dead silence of the room. “so badly.”
he connected his hand with yours and leaned closer.
“would you give me another chance? please?”
“are you gonna actually communicate with me and tell me how you feel instead of breaking up with me this time?”
jake’s hands held the sides of your face. “i promise. i’ve felt so horrible for the last 6 months and i swear i will never hurt you like that again.”
and that’s how it works, that’s how you get the girl
there was a quiet moment between the two of you.
“so, y/n l/n…” jake took a deep breath. “will you give me another chance and be my girlfriend again?”
and that’s how it works
“jake peralta, you’re one lucky son of a bitch.” you said before quickly adding, “i don’t mean that, i love your mom. she’s really great.”
he chuckled. “don’t worry about it.”
then he leaned forward and kissed you again.
that’s how you get the girl
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a/n: so this is something and idk how i feel about it but i love jake so here’s this
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madwomansapologist · 11 months
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Hello! I noticed that you have Brooklyn nine nine in your masterlist
As a fan of B99, May I request a wholesome headcanon of Rosa Diaz, Amy Santiago, Jake Peralta, Charles Boyle and Terrence Jeffords' reaction of meeting the reader who is captain Raymond Holt and kevin cosner's adoptive child and is working in the 99th precinct
Sorry if this is long
99th precint meeting Kevin & Holt adoptive child would include
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synopsis: The squad already knew that Raymond Holt is a man of few words, but who would have thought that he had a child?
warnings: none. gender neutral. no race implied. no age implied. like jake and amy, everyone deserves to feel like Holt and Kevin's kid. all b99 detectives included. reader have Holt and Kevin's personality.
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Dear 99th Precint, I proudly inform you that today will be my child's first day of work as a rookie cop in our precinct. Don't embarrass me. Sincerely, Raymond Holt.
• No one had ever heard Raymond talking about having a child. They never saw a photo of them on his house. Kevin never mentioned something. Or have them? No. No, they didn't.
• Even Gina was surprised. She was mean about it, of course, but she didn't knew anything.
• When Holt arrived, everyone was waiting for him on his office. Peralta tried to play cool before asking, but soon Terry was screaming about how could he have a child and didn't say anything to them.
Haymond answered without blinking an eye: "Peralta would make it weird." Everyone understood. "Hey!" Everyone except Peralta. "But why you don't have pictures with them on your house?" Amy asked. "Are you implying I would forget my child's face, Santiago?" Holt was clearly offended.
• You arrived apologizing for being three minutes and seven seconds late. Rosa widened her eyes, muttering about you being his copy. Holt smiled at that comment.
• Jake tried to act like a cool big brother but as soon as you opened your mouth he was fangirling over you. You made a mental note about calling him "bro" if you ever needed something from him or wanted to make him happy. Every single little thing you did was a reason for him to smile widely.
• Terry offered to show you the place, and told you everyone's name. He was all sweet and polite, acting like the dad of the squad. Well, he was. Terry made questions about your training and abillities. He was trying to show off, and it was working.
• Amy was affraid of saying something wrong. Amy danced when you said your father talked about her, and immediately regreted that. All her atempts of acting cool were imterrupted by Gina's jokes. She almost cried when you refered to her as your father's apprentice.
• Hitchcock and Scully thought you were already working with them. They didn't get what was happening. Holt was so glad when they went to took a nap.
• You and Rosa sat down and spent thirty minutes in absolute silence. It was the best experience of your entire life.
• Gina was waiting for you in the hallway of the bathroom. She asked if you wanna form a alliance with her. You obviously said yes, despite not knowing what she really meant by that.
• You were surprised for not meeting Boyle. On your lunch break, you realized why: he had rushed to prepare a meal for the two of you. He and Terry got into a fight about food while you were eating. It was exactly like your father told you. It was perfect.
• You have a nice feeling about working there.
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what the hell are they putting in slow-burn sitcom romances?
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sweeetnothingss · 1 year
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these dating apps are stupid. where is my academic rival who 3 years later of meeting me, confesses in a love letter, that I'm the fond object of all their desires and the keeper of the key to their heart? where is the lover who builts a fire just to keep me warm? where is the person who secretly reads my favourite books and gets so invested in them just because they observed my bright enthusiasm about them? where is the person who lays in the grass with me to discuss an impromptu script while also talking about our general interests and knows that in the end we're gonna end up with each other? where is the person who gives up the opportunity to have an iPod in exchange of a teapot that contains lil inside jokes we've had going on since years? where is the person who runs to the station just to take me to the place which captures the most enchanting sunrise before i leave the city forever? where is the person who sings their favourite songs with me in a train with a shared earphone? where is the person who saves their dirtiest jokes for me while i save a seat on every table for them? where is the person who after knowing my flaws and fears, says yes to running away with me? where is the person who would come out of Eden to open the door for me if they knew i were there? where is the person who makes me realise that our joy is so bright I cannot see anything beyond it? where's the person who'd choose to hang out with me in every universe? who's going to take me to the lakes where all the poets went to die? where is the bestfriend who looks at me in the eyes and says "this thing we're doing here, me, you- i just want you to know I'm in. I'm all in." and means it!?
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lenacosse · 2 months
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In a world of boys, he’s a gentle man
pairings: Jake Peralta x female reader
warnings: Men being men. Angst with happy ending.
word count: 2,600 something
summary: You’re having a hard time at work, things are stressing you out and you’re at a crossroad in your relationship with Jake but he’ll always fix his mistakes.
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The blaring of your obnoxious alarm fills your ears. Ripping you from your sleep for another day of work, another day of men undermining you, another day of unsolved crimes.
You reluctantly drag yourself out of your bed and get ready. To make matters worse you and your boyfriend Jake were fighting- you wanted him to move in but his fear of commitment made him laugh the topic off and diminish your feelings. You understood his issues, but it wasn’t fair. So you told him you needed space, and surprisingly he hasn’t contacted you yet. Not that you’re necessarily upset about that, you had mixed feelings.
You arrive to work at 9:12am. And there stands holt an eyebrow raised at you. You sigh and begin.
“I’m sorry sir. I got stuck in traffic.”
“So you’re the only one of my detectives late because of traffic, even though you live closest to the precinct.” Holt gives you a stern look and you just nod and walk into his office. He follows you in and shuts the door, you take a seat.
“I’m sorry captain. I don’t know what you expect me to say.”
“I appreciate the apology. But I’m worried about you (Y/L/N), you’re one of the finest detectives in the precinct yet you cannot unsolve simplest of cases?”
“I know. I just have a lot going on right now.”
“Well I’m sorry, but I’m going to have to take your cases and put you onto paperwork tasks. I understand it won’t help but it’s protocol.”
You just nod and exit his room, not looking where you’re going you walk right into Hitchcock who spills his coffee all over you. You take a long breath and look right at him. Violent outbursts weren’t your thing, but the stupidity of the situation is making it hard not to punch him in the face.
“Would you watch where you’re going!” You storm off into the women’s bathroom to dry your shirt off. A worried Amy follows you in.
“(Y/N)? Are you okay?” Amy asks, slowly moving towards you where you stand drying your coffee stained blouse.
You look at Amy and can’t help the tears that are filling your eyes. “I’m sorry i’m fine. It’s not big deal.”
Amy puts a hand on your arm, giving you a reassuring smile. “I know you’ve been stressed recently, and I’m sorry that your cases have been reassigned. But think of it as a break. Now you can have time to think.”
You nod and offer her a smile. Amy was undoubtedly your best friend, she had a way of understanding your feelings and you appreciated that more than you could explain.
“Thank you Ames. you’re amazing.” You and Amy share a hug before she leaves the bathroom. You dry your shirt by which time you’ve collected your thoughts. Allowing you to go back out there with a clear head and better intentions.
Walking back to your desk you get a few reluctant glances, you know it’s bad when people look at your like you’re Rosa. Half way through your first paper work task you get a short tap on your shoulder, you turn around to see Jake. He looks worn down, not as enthusiastic as usual. You would be lying if you said you didn’t feel a little bit bad, your aim was not to upset Jake when you said you wanted space, but to give yourself time to think. Which you haven’t even had a chance to do yet.
“I brought you a coffee.” Jake says, it was strange to see him so… calm? The main reason you agreed to go out with Jake was because he made you laugh. Because being with him was easy, you didn’t have to change yourself to be with him and that was all anyone could ask for. But the last few days he has been indifferent, you couldn’t help but blame yourself.
“Thank you.” You smile and take the coffee from his hands. Jake nods and starts to walk away, he glances back at you. Continues to walk, glances back again then walks back to you.
“Can.. we talk later? I know you want space but I hate this. I feel bad and it’s just..”
You cut him off with a sympathetic look. “Jake..” you begin, your tone flat.
“Yeah. sorry.” He walks away, this time not looking back.
You sigh and look to your left where Charles is sitting shaking his head and wiping his eyes. You furrow your brows at him and he takes that as an invite over. He walks over to your desk, his shoulders slumped.
“Can I help you Charles?”
“God. I’m so worried about you and jake. These last few days have been utter hell. I haven’t felt this helpless since Elenor and I divorced. I’m so upset I can’t even eat my stake tartare.”
“Maybe that’s for the best Charles, sounds absolutely disgusting.” You shake your head in disgust, “as for me and Jake we are grown adults and can sort it ourselves. Don’t stress.”
“That’s impossible! I’ll talk to Jake. I know how to solve the issue, a nurturing shower where he tenderly washes your hair with lavender shampoo.”
“Seriously?! Go back to your desk.” You shoo him away with your hand. Accepting defeat, sometimes you feel bad for dismissing Charles, but not today.
By lunch time you made a reasonable dent in your paperwork. You glance over to Jake, he’s doing paperwork too. But nothing is distracting him, not even the fact that captain Holt cracked a smile, at least someone’s in a good mood.
“Come on get your stuff we’re going to get lunch.” Rosa says standing in front of your desk with her arms crossed. Behind her is Gina.
“This doesn’t mean I care about you by the way girl. I need a break from my endless paperwork.”
You look over to Gina’s desk and roll your eyes, she had two files sitting there. “Wow I couldn’t imagine it. Is Amy coming?”
“It was her idea to bring you to lunch, then she got out her colour coordinated file of conflict resolution to help you lighten up. So I told her the wrong place, being around nerds is not what I need right now. Poor Amy sitting alone with nothing but her folder.” Gina shrugs.
You grab your jacket and go out with Gina and Rosa. You go to a cafe near the precinct, the cafe echoed with small talk and coffee pots brewing. It was peaceful compared to the loud precinct, the constant keyboard clicks and nonsense talk could of easily driven you mad.
“Damn I think you ruined Jake’s life, he’s a serious depresso these days.” Gina starts.
“I did not ruin his life. I needed space.”
“Why? Did his immaturity get the better of you?” Rosa questioned, you were slightly surprised at her input. Usually an outing with Rosa entails complete silence.
You sigh taking a sip of your drink. “I wanted us to move in together. He brushed it off saying there’s no need. So I told him I needed space from him and time to think, I feel bad sure but I don’t know what to do. It feels like he doesn’t love me enough to work through these issues.” You swallow back the lump in your throat.
“Mmkay well not to give you a compliment but Jake does love you.” Gina retorts. Rosa nods in agreement.
“You always try to get me to talk about my feelings, so take your own advice and go talk to him.” Rosa added.
“I don’t know what to say, we’ve been together for almost two years and it feels like we’re capped at the newly established relationship part.”
“I think that’s enough relationship talk. Who do you think we are, Amy Santiago? No.” Gina scoffed, as she did the food arrived. You sit with your friends eating lunch and listening to Gina talk about her upcoming dance competition and her love for Beyoncé.
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“Thanks for lunch.” You smile at Gina and Rosa as you sit back at your desk.
“Yeah whatever you’re welcome.” Rosa shrugs. You continue with your work, peacefully getting through your tasks with your mood peaking by the minute.
“(Y/N) can you give these files down to officer Smith?” Your sarge Terry asks, you get the files off his desk and get into the elevator to go downstairs.
It was no secret that the officers downstairs were dicks. They didn’t like you, especially officer Smith as you rejected him years ago. Ever since then he’s been making remarks about you attempting to piss you off, this has been applied to Jake as well because he is your boyfriend. Right after stepping out of the elevator you hear a wolf whistle coming from officer Smith. you roll your eyes and walk to his desk handing him the files.
“A present for me? You shouldn’t have.”
You ignore his words and explain the contents of the files, he doesn’t seem to be even paying attention but you didn’t care. That was until he piped up.
“How come you’re giving me files and not Gina?” You go to speak and he puts his finger to his mouth silencing you. “Don’t tell me the nine nine’s lousiest detective has been placed on desk duty.”
“It’s absolutely none of your business. But even so desk duty is much better than being stuck as a first rate officer for eight wasteful years.”
“Ah typical (Y/L/N) being a bitch when she gets her feelings hurt.”
“You’re pathetic. Don’t you get bored of being a dick?”
“You’re Goddamn insufferable. Just shut the fuck up and clear off.”
“Gladly. When you get off your ass for the first time today make sure to leave these files back.”
With that you walk away, but the cruel words that he shouted after had you clenching your fists and unwillingly crying in the elevator. That man knew how to get under your skin and you hated him with a burning passion. As you walk out of the elevator you wipe your eyes trying to mask the fact you’ve been embarrassingly crying. And once again you collide with someone. Their hands steady you by grabbing your shoulders. You sigh and look up, seeing Jake with a concerned look plastered on his face.
“Are you crying?”
“No.” You scoff as if you’re offended by the accusation.
“What happened?”
“Just Officer smith being a dick.” You mumble.
His thumb lightly brushes a stray tear from your eye, you unwillingly melt into his touch, it’s warm and makes you feel safe.
“Whatever he said to you is irrelevant. He’s the biggest jerk ever. Don’t stoop down to his level and listen to what he has to say. You’re worth so much more than that.”
“Thank you Jake.” You run your thumb over his knuckles, a soft smile apparent on your face. Jake squeezed your hand three times, and you return the gesture. His face immediately brightens up, your eyes meet and you find yourself getting lost in his.
You hear a clearing of a throat, you look to your side seeing captain Holt stood with him arms crossed. You immediately drop Jake’s hand and he lets go of your shoulder. You both go back to your own desks. Today has made you realise talking to Jake is the best solution, it was only making you both miserable being apart. So you write him a note reading: ‘want to come over later?’ You throw it at him and it hits him in the head.
You watch his reaction to reading it. He scribbles something back on the page and throws it in your direction, but unluckily it hits Holt right in the face as he walks past your desk. You watch Jake’s eyes widen like a deer in headlights as he quickly looks down and pretends to be writing.
“Who on earth threw that?!” Holt rages. Everyone looks up from their desks yet no one takes accountability. Holt picks up the paper and reads it out. “Want to come over later? As long as we can watch die hard. (Ps. that shirt you’re wearing looks hot af)”
Your face turns a deep crimson as you look down at your desk, refusing eye contact. Everyone is quiet, mostly likely mentally scarred by the note. until Charles pipes up.
“WOOHOO!” He yells. “my dream couple are back. Did take my advice Jakey?”
“No Charles. I did not spoon feed her duck soup!”
“Gosh it’s a miracle things worked out.” Charles replied. You look over to Amy who looks just as disgusted as you from Charles’ statement.
“You two my office. Now.” Holt says whilst walking back to his office.
Jake follows behind you into Holt’s office, you both take a seat as does Holt. He does not look happy, or so you assume. He was difficult to read.
“Today started wonderfully. Everyone had work done. I even cracked a smile.” Holt starts. “However you two acting like teenagers is ridiculous! Throwing notes to each other like you’re in middle school?”
“(Y/L/N) started it.” Jake shakes his head in dismay. “She’s such a child.”
“Shut up Peralta.” You smack his arm, making him pull a classic face at you. You roll your eyes and cross you arms looking back at your captain.
“If you two can’t act mature then I’ll have to come up with a plan to keep you apart.”
You both mutter a sorry and he dismisses you. Of course the second you step out of his office you look at Jake and the both of you burst out laughing.
“What did I just say!” Holt shouts out, you both stop laughing and immediately go back to your desks.
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Your door knocked and you went to answer it. standing there is Jake with flowers, a tiny teddy bear and a bag full of snacks. You smile and let him in, letting him know the pizza is on its way.
“For you my lady.” Jake says in a God awful posh accent. You take the flowers and other things from him. You find yourself blushing at the thought of him buying you these things.
“Well aren’t you just a gentleman.” You kiss his cheek, he takes your chin in his hand and moves your face to look at him. Your foreheads touch and he leans in to kiss you, the kiss is tender and loving. You run your free hand through his hair and slowly pull back.
“I’m sorry for not taking things seriously.”
“It’s okay.”
“No I was being an idiot. I love what we have, and of course I want to move in with you. But that freaked me out and I was unfair. I want you to know that I would do anything for you. I want this for us, I want to come home with you every night, I want to wake up next to you every morning. I’m serious about you, I should have just told you that from the start. but I messed things up and to think that I almost ruined us-“
You shut him up by kissing him, you feel his smile against your lips. His hands go to your hips pulling you closer. You slowly pull away and he pulls you into a hug. The scent his cologne fades all the worries and doubts, it was simple. Jake was the only possible person you ever wanted to be with, and things would work out because you both were dedicated to making it work.
“Thank you.” You slowly pull back and stroke his cheek with your thumb.
“Okay I’m glad that worked out because I already sold my apartment.”
You roll your eyes. “Of course you did.” You tease.
The pizza arrives and the two of you lay on your couch together, eating pizza and watching die hard for the thousandth time. At this point you swear you could recite the script. But if it makes Jake happy then it makes you happy.
“I love you.”
“I love you too.”
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benslie · 11 months
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I was lost within the darkness, but then I found her I found you
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fuck romeo and juliet, i want what these bitches have
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northernfireart · 4 months
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Hi!
If you want to and only if you want to, could you do TenRose hurt/comfort prompt or TenRose Victorian era prompt? Once again, only if you can and want to, because I think art demands lots of time and energy - it's a miracle people can draw so much! Anyways, no pressure 💖🪞💌✨🌷
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i might do hurt/comfort some time in the future because i find it really soothing, but right now i've been thinking a lot about them attending a ball ever since i drew my last regency request...
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jakeperalta · 10 months
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15K CELEBRATION 🎵  Jake and Amy + It’s Nice To Have a Friend for @susiephone
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bijonahsimms · 11 months
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just realized my favorite sitcom husband is bisexual disaster feminist twink/twunk with a heart of gold and twice the anxiety
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cutterpillow92 · 6 months
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CUTTERPILLOW92 #GIFTOBER (1/31)
Charles: Look, Sarge, I think everyone knows that I planted the idea in Jake's head eight years ago.
Day 1: First meeting | Brooklyn Nine-Nine: S05E04
@giftober
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renegadesstuff · 2 months
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Happy 10th anniversary!❤️
It's been 10 years since Jake fell in love with Amy 🥹🤍
S1E13, “The Bet” aired 10 years ago (January 14, 2014) 🤍
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jakexamyforever · 1 year
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Rosa: what's a word that's a mix between angry and sad?
Amy: malcontented, disgruntled, miserable, desolated
Jake: smad
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But the point is, these nuptials are still gonna be mad toit.
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