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Shock Factor

Jake Peralta x Reader - Life changing celebrations with a unlikely duo: a lawyer and a detective. [2.2K Words]

Requested by: @shycollectionwolfstuff - I hope you enjoy and that you don’t mind me indulging in my own plot ideas. My apologies for taking so long to write it. <3

The muscles in your system ached from your sleep. The sunrise shone brightly behind your closed eyes as you twisted in your sheets, desperate for an extra five minutes in bed.

You knew it was early, too early to be a functioning human being. Before you could bury yourself in sleep, a pair of arms wrapped around your waist and pulled you forward into a sea of blankets and pillows. “Good morning Sunshine,” a husky voice, belonging to none other than Jacob Peralta, greeted you. “Up and at’em, Babe.”

Your boyfriend smiled when you pressed a groan into his chest. His eyes darting to your shared alarm clock, its blazing red numbers flashing as the time hit six in the morning. Jake dug within the sheets to bring your face up and towards his before planting a kiss on your nose, “We can do this!” He declared enthusiastically before whipping away the covers.

Today was the day.

You had been waiting for this day since you were a kid. Ever since little (Y/N) accidentally discovered the joys of Legally Blonde, Suits, and How to Get Away with Murder, she was fixated on a career in law. Whether it was environmental or business law, she was hooked on commanding a courtroom with her ingenious ideas and clever arguments.

Of course, this notion horrified some of the people in her life. Her adoptive dad, Raymond Holt, always had a distaste for lawyers. The profession contradicted everything he stood for: the validity of the justice system, rule and conduct, and his duty of putting away criminals. But seeing you light up the courtroom in your early years as a lawyer caused a change of heart.

Jake had felt the same way when he met you. He had terrible run-ins with lawyers over his years on the force, too many to count. A thousand of sleaze-balls trying to convince a room that hardened criminals were innocent. But when he saw you that day working a pro bono case, he believed every word you said and he knew you did too. Your eyes shone with compassion for the victim, a layer of sympathy in your voice as you walked the jury through the course of events. Jake knew then his life would change for the better and that he wanted to have the biggest pleasure of being your cheerleader.

After three years together, you’ve finally finished your doctorate in law studies and Jake got to be your sweet sweet date for the festivities. Today you get presented with your doctorate degree, and your entire circle was overjoyed with the news. The other half of your pair of adoptive fathers, Kevin Cozner, was particularly overjoyed since the new designation came with a professor position at Columbia University. Your entire extended family and the detective squad of the Ninety-Ninth precinct will be over at the Holt-Cozner house to celebrate your success before you walk on stage.

Jake was so excited to meet your family. He had many dinners with your parents before, more than either dad wanted, but this one was special. This time, Jake got to be a part of your story in a spectacular way.

Peralta helped you change into your graduation dress, its pink silk dripping over your lazy limbs. You sleepily did your hair and make-up as Jake put on his fanciest button-up and tie. Your boyfriend moved like a 1980s animated cartoon, his feet moving fast while running from room to room making sure that the cupcakes you prepared the night before were neatly packed while also double checking that his dress shoes were perfectly shiny. Your boyfriend’s arms were frantic while ushering you out of the apartment, one hand on the small of your back while the other carried your purse.

He kicked the door shut with his heel and as he whirled his head around you caught his lips in yours, slowing down his rushed heartbeat. The kiss was abrupt but there was a softness to it, something time-stilling about it. The cupcake container you held created a gap between the two of you. The space seemed to stretch for miles, but Jake’s hand never waivered from its place on you waist.

“I love you.” You whispered, planting another kiss on his chin.

“And I love you.” The detective replied with the ‘too’ dropped, because it wasn’t conditional to you loving him but a feeling that he harboured through his entire existence.

The party buzzed throughout the morning. In the midst of Jake helping Kevin prepare his famous rice dish, there were a hundred musings of your childhood: pictures in the kitchen of you and your first spelling bee prize, trinkets of handmade pottery you’ve made for father’s day.

Jake could hear your Uncle Henry embarrassing you in the other room, telling the squad a story from when you were interning at his firm, ‘And she stayed till after closing trying to fix the damn printer so the attorney could present in the morning!’. There was an echo of laughter and Peralta could already imagine your face blushing in a bright cherry shade.

His heart warmed. Jake always enjoyed his visits to your childhood home, especially when it included a slideshow of your baby pictures from your Aunt Janice and peaks into your childhood bedroom. He loved visiting so much that he almost felt guilty for what he was about to do.

On cue, Holt arrived in the room requesting you and the squad to follow him into the kitchen. Soon the kitchen was overwhelmed with detectives, with you placed right in the middle of the circle of officers. “I got a call from Lieutenant Hicks from our neighbouring precinct, there has been a hack on several precinct firewalls causing havoc with missing evidence and perpetrators running free from holding cells. We need to get back to work right away.” The kitchen quickly filled with shots of confused questions and protests, all of which were silenced with another command. “We don’t have time to discuss the details. All units are to report for duty immediately.”

The crowd dispersed with some unsatisfied grumbles. Only you, Jake, and your parents were left standing in the kitchen, the whistle of pots filled the thick silence. There was an immediate look of guilt radiating on Holt’s face. Though your dad usually bore a deadpanned face, you’ve grown to know the different shades of his expressions. “I am so sorry (Y/N), I know you’re walking the stage in a couple of hours but this will likely take up the rest of the morning.” He apologized, bringing in you into a hug. “The squad and I will try our best to make it back for the afterparty at Shaw's Bar.”

“I understand, stay safe you two.” You replied, turning out of your father’s hug to give Jake one. You were used to these inconvenienced instances by now. Even if it were your birthday or your tenth-grade talent show, you understood from an early age that there was always someone in need of saving; that the absence of Holt during bedtime stories meant that he was fulfilling his job.

The walk across from the stage was a lonely one, with only Kevin and some of your distant relatives cheering you on from the sidelines. But you strode confidently through the rest of the celebration, head held high and your pride in yourself never wavering.

After the last of the names were called and the speeches from your professors were finished, you rushed outside to the university gardens with your purple and white New York University graduation gown swaying in the winds. Kevin was the first to greet you, engulfing you in an embrace that almost made your doctorate cap fall. He pulled away excitedly, gifting you a Columbia sweatshirt that had ‘Professor Holt-Cozner’ embroidered on the sleeve. “I also got us matching lunch bags,” Kevin admitted with a shyness in his voice, “I know it’s not necessarily ‘hip’ to eat lunch with your dad but I hope you will at least give your old man a nod across the cafeteria.” He joked.

You gave him a look, taken aback by his language “Dad, did you just use several informal nouns and an expression within the same sentence for humour reasons?” You teased, giving your father a look.

The two of you shared a smile before the moment was interrupted by a loud ringing coming from your gown pocket. Your eyes scanned the phone screen, there were flashing letters telling you the district attorney was calling. “Hello District Attorney Melvin, what can I do for you?” You greeted, taken aback by the random call. It’s been years since you’ve taken a public case.

You heard a rustling of papers on the other end of the line before the DA spoke ‘(Y/N), thank you for taking my call. I understand it’s been a while since you’ve worked at the office, but I have received a concerning call that a Jacob Peralta was taken into processing at the Seven-Four and is in need of legal representation.’

“The Seven-Four? Has that precinct been hacked as well?” Concern rippled through your body, unable to maintain your composure as you shot worried glances toward Kevin. “Nevermind, I’m on my way. Thank you for the call, Melvin.”

The tips of your toes carried you up the stairs and into the precinct, your legs moving unfamiliarly as you tried to navigate the different levels of the building. You could feel your dad following closely behind you, making sure your dress didn’t snag on anything.

The rest of your family party excused themselves home, the festivities of your day were long forgotten as you let your heart panic with anxiety at what’s to come. You can feel your heart beat rapidly as you made your way towards the interrogation room, guided by a police officer you’d already forgotten the name of. Your mind immediately went towards a million situations, all of which were some version of the worst-case scenario: Was Jake framed for a crime he didn’t commit? How will you be able to defend your way out of this one? Why is the officer leading you towards the roof?

Your feet halted with the soft click of your heels silencing. You only now take notice that Kevin had stopped following you as the officer tipped his hat towards you without another word. Lost at what to do next, you had no choice but to go through the roof door. The Brooklyn night air stuck to your skin, its humidity mixing in with your anxiety sweats.

There on the roof, surrounded by fairy lights and rose petals, stood your boyfriend.

Before you could scold Jake for causing you to panic with another one of his pranks, he silenced your worries with a light touch of your hand. Peralta pulled you into his embrace so that the two of you were touching chest to chest, your body immediately melted into his touch, your mind already forgetting about your other worries.

“There wasn’t an emergency at the precinct was there?” You asked, suspicion lacing your voice as your nose scrunched. For a lawyer, you weren’t very good at deducing the situation.

“Nope,” He admitted smugly, “The Seven-Four: the precinct I worked at before coming to the Nine-Nine and also the day I decided that I wanted to marry you.” Jake was beyond nervous at this point but he wasn’t going to back down now. Despite the slick of his palms and the butterflies erupting in his chest, he continued carrying on with his monologue. “It was the fourth of July and we were celebrating at your uncle’s house. As fireworks blew up in the air, you said that you wanted to host a barbeque ten times as festive as the one he was hosting.” The detective began kneeling down on one knee, reaching into his pocket, “And that was the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard, especially coming from someone whose dads are not quite the festive type.” He joked, finally revealing the ring. Jake took a deep breath, the tremble in his fingers giving away his jitters. Even in the months of preparing this ruse and lying about his whereabouts, the gravity of the situation hadn’t hit him until now. “You make everything into a celebration, and I want to be a part of that. (Y/N) Holt-Cozner, will you marry me?”

The air thickened around you and you suddenly couldn’t breathe. You bent down towards Jake, not being able to bear the solo attention for too long. Your eyes began to water, feeling at a loss for words. “Yes,” you whispered. The word sounded like a promise, a spell that engraved your life with Jake’s forever. “Yes, I’d love to marry you.”

The roof terrace erupted in cheers causing you to fall into Jake with surprise. Applause erupted from the squad with your family and friends emerging from hidden corners. Your now fiancé slipped the ring onto your finger and the two of you stood up to accept the many congratulations. The night spurred with energy as tables were quickly set up and Shaw’s Bar was brought up to the top of the Seventy-Fourth precinct.

“So,” You began once you had a moment with Jake alone, “Why the elaborate prank?” Your question held no malice, only amusement your partner’s playful ways.

Jake shook his head with a smile, bringing you closer to plant a kiss on your forehead “For the shock factor Babe, obviously.”

You rolled your eyes playfully, turning your attention to the rest of the squad. Jake was right, you knew that there is always a need for spectacle with him, obviously. And you also knew that your prank loving fiancé meant well; that missing your graduation was just the small price he had to pay for the proposal to go smoothly.

As you chanced a glance at Jake while everyone was taking turns at giving toasts, your couldn’t help but consider yourself so lucky. The detective who helped your father find your family pet, Cheddar, when he got taken away, your best friend who was with you when your parents were going through a rocky time, and your lover when it came to all things celebratory is now your fiancé!

If you had told little (Y/N) that her love for Legally Blonde, Suits, and How to Get Away with Murder would cause her to meet the man of her dreams she wouldn’t have believed you. And even presently, as you stood hugging Jake’s side, you were a little lost for words.

‘Shock factor accomplished.’ You mumbled to yourself with a smile as you pulled the detective closer to you. And you could’ve sworn you saw a ghost of a smile grace on Jake’s face as you did.

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envyadams-vs-me · 1 year

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IVE BEEN HELLA INSPIRED BY BROOKLYN 99 SO GET READY FOR THIS:

Steve proposes to Eddie during on of the gangs' game nights. The kids have been tortured by this specific campaign the last few weeks because Steve finally agreed to play. The learning process had been a bot slow at first but by now Steve was getting the hang of it.

The whole gang is packed into Steve and Eddie's small apartment, it's on of the rare nights none of them have to work or go to class, and Eddie is more extravagant than normal. He's feeding off of the frustrated groans and chaotic yelling that fills the living room and chuckles when Steve joins in.

The games been going on for hours with minimal breaks due to the hyper focusing by the crew. A few of the girls have fallen asleep, Nancy on Robin's lap and El on her left shoulder, unbothered and actually comforted by the noise. Robin has had to pee for the last hour but refuses to get up until Nancy stirs enough to tell her it's okay.

As soon as she leaves the room, Eddie decides now is the time to drop the worst thing he can think of to block the kids (plus Steve) from winning the battle they're currently in the midst of.

Eddie admits he made the character based on himself, and the kids joke that Steve should try and flirt with the monster then. Eddie responds with a rambunctious cackle and throws his body back into the bean bag chair he's claimed as his throne.

While the kids try and come up with a plan, Steve suddenly pipes up. "Don't worry guys, I got this."

The look of determination that falls on his face is enough to make Eddie's heart swell. He chooses to mask his adoration and play into his sadistic DM nature.

"is that so, Steven?" Eddie leans closer to the group and grins evilly. Steve doesn't look the least but scared, instead he just sits up straight and smirks at Eddie.

"Yes it is, Edward."

There's a glint of mischief in each of their eyes and Eddie feels his heart racing with anticipation of Steve's next move. With a well practiced hair flip, Steve's repositioning himself to kneel beside the coffee table and reaches into his back pocket.

Eddie expects him to playfully throw some kind of magic at him, he leans back and waves his boyfriend off. "Aw, you got nothin', Harrington. Nothing!"

The group around the table are sharing confused looks, and Erica's the one to break the tense moment with a shout of, "Hurry up already!"

Steve glances at her briefly then continues to pull a small box from his back pocket. Eddie's too distracted on his impending victory to fully comprehend the words coming out of Steve's mouth.

It's when the living room erupts in a collective scream of disbelief that Eddie's brain registers his words. Suddenly he's back on his knees, knocking over his book and the party's game pieces, as he lets out a strangled, "What did you just say!?"

Steve's face is red with both anger and embarrassment as he tells the kids to, "Shut the hell up!" And he focuses back on Eddie.

"I said, Eddie Munson...will you marry me?"

Steve's less confident asking a second time and his shaking hands do nothing to calm his nerves. The room is quiet as Eddie stares wide-eyed at the black and gold ring that's sitting in the box Steve's holding. He tries to stutter out a response, then his heart stops.

"Is this because of the game!?" Eddie screeches out trying not to pull out his hair. His voice only gets louder when he shouts out, "I swear if this is because of the game Steve Harrington, I will dump you so hard!"

His worriedly biting his nails as he tries to glare at Steve and ignore the beating of his heart increasing because of the previous question.

Steve smiles easily, as Eddie thinks he's the biggest jerk for finding humor in his panic, and shakes his head. "God, Eds. No this isn't because of the game. I want to marry you, for reals."

Eddie lets out a choked breath as Steve leads him to stand up. Eddie attempts to hide his smile, as he squeaks out, "Really?"

Steve laughs and holds his face in his hands, "Really, Eddie. Will you marry me?"

Eddie isn't embarrassed when he screams, "Yes!" Over and over and over, as the whole room (previously on the edge of their seats) erupts in victorious cheers. Some of the kids (Erica, Dustin, and Mike) pretend to gag as their friends kiss, happily engaged.

Robin stumbles out of the bathroom, holding the plunger as a weapon, "What going on!?"

She's terrified for a second before she spots the new ring on Eddie's finger and the brightest smile on Steve's face.

"Oh my god!" She rushes over to the couple and grabs Steve's shirt collar.

"Did you?"

Steve nods and she grabs Eddie next.

"And did you say?"

Eddie nods as well and Robin squeals with excitement as she hugs the pair, everyone else soon joining.

Needless to say, the game was forgetting that night, but quickly picked up again the next weekend.

#brought to you by peraltiago and my constant watching of b99 #i couldnt let this thought go #steve would definitely be like jake and try to 'trick' eddie #and eddie would definitely be a cocky lil shot and think he knows steves every move #anyways enjoy this #steddie stranger things #steddie st #steddie thoughts #steddie drabble #steddie ficlet #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #the party stranger things #steve and eddie munson #steve and eddie #steve harrington and eddie munson #steve harrington and eddie #stranger gays

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melminli · 1 year

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This Can Go On All Day

pairing: peter parker x gn reader

synopsis - who does the best impression of captain america?

Your hands were currently digging in the candy drawer while Peter sat on the kitchen counter, scrolling on his phone. Your eyebrows furrowed slightly as you couldn't find anything decent that was to your taste. "Why the hell is there only sour shit?" you asked angrily, grabbing a pack of sour patches and leaning your arm on the marble counter. A funny thought suddenly crossed your mind as you looked at the bag and let your mind wander. "Hey, Pete." you exclaimed, drawing his attention to you.

His eyes looked from his screen to you. "Hm?" he groaned and saw you holding the package of gummy bears in front of his eyes.

"You think Steve would die if he ate one of these?"

Peter let out a small laugh before looking back down at his phone. "Yeah, sure. The strongest man in the world dies because of sour patches."

You tried to get his attention again. "Just listen to me for a second. I know he doesn't like sweet things, and I've never seen him eat anything sour. Plus, there were no sour candies in his childhood, I think, probably. So his taste buds would be pulverized." you came to the conclusion.

He thought about it for a second. "I mean, he's not a Neanderthal or anything, and it's not like he lived hundreds of years ago. I'm pretty sure he still has the ability to taste sour. Besides, sour patches aren't really sour if we're being honest."

"Good point." you conceded, letting Peter think that the discussion was over. "But how would he react. I mean, his standards of sour should be on a whole different level than ours. He probably perceives it very differently than we do." You said as another thought crossed your mind. "Unless his taste buds were also enhanced when he was in the lab, and that could mean that he would be immune against sour candy, which would invalidate my first theory. I mean kinda since he would indeed perceive it differently, though that would be the opposite of what i meant to say." You shrugged it off. "But let's just forget that possibility for a second."

"Right... I never thought of that." Said Peter, knowing what you were getting at. His hands reached for the package in your hands and took out a red sour patch. He tried to put on a deeper voice. "What are these little males?" he asked as if he'd never seen it before in his life as he carefully sniffed it. "And that's what people eat these days? What's it made of anyway?"

You laughed softly. "Okay Steve wouldn't react like some grandpa." you saw Peter raise his eyebrows at that like he was challenging you and you gave in pretty quickly as you thought about it for another second. "Okay I didn't say anything." You thought about his question for a second. "I want to believe it's from fruits but I'm just lying to myself with that. So some kind of chemistry probably."

You watched Peter try to keep his disgust subtle and fail miserably at it. You had to grin at his acting. "Hey, you're no less chemical than those sour patches." You exclaimed, snatching the bag from his hand in a huff.

"Everything in this world is chemistry. I don't understand why you use it in a negative context." Spoke peter and slipped out of his role.

You rolled your eyes. "Welcome back." You said and rummaged for the blue ones in the bag because the blue ones were the best.

A new voice responded. "Hey kids, what are you up to?" asked Tony as he entered the room with Bruce and immediately began to operate the coffee machine.

"Nothing really. We were just wondering how Steve would react to sour candy." you replied, impassively holding out the bag to Tony. "Any suggestions?"

He looked first at your hand and then at you before taking out a sour patch and you waited anxiously to see what reaction he would present.

After the first second, he spoke up. "My goodness. That's disgusting. What the hell is that? Without even starting the show yet."

Your shoulders slump in annoyance. "The peasants' meal is not to thee liking? Tony, I'm a little offended."

Peter nodded.

This time Tony rolled his eyes. "Yeah yeah. Steve would probably be dead the second that thing touched his tongue. I don't know what you guys expect me to do."

"Some simple human decency would be nice." You turned your head to Bruce and held out the bag to him, whereupon he just shook his hand in front of him. "I'm not really good at this stuff."

"It's not about being good. It's about assumptions, man. Don't you do this all the time as scientists." You sighed in disappointment as you rolled your eyes.

"Well, let's see your reaction then." Tony prompted. He was pretty sure it was something absurd that would be far from reality.

You just returned his look self-consciously and took a gummy bear from the bag. "What is this strange consistency." You asked yourself in character as you test squeezed the gummy between your fingers a few times before putting it in your mouth. "Oh?" you expressed in confusion at first as your face contorted in a very strange way. "Oh! OH!" you finally exclaimed jokingly as you shook your head and slammed your fist down on the table. You then finally looked up with a serious expression after chuckling down the sour patch and straightened up as if nothing had happened when you met the judgmental stares of the others. "That was an... interesting experience."

Tony just raised an eyebrow as he took a sip of his coffee. "Yeah. definitely not."

Before you could defend yourself, the star of the day showed up. "Hey guys." Steve greeted you and at that moment, Peter's and your eyes met before you nodded to each other.

"Hey Steve, you want to try some of this new candy I bought the other day?"

Steve frowned a little as he watched the package. "I don't really like candy, but thanks for asking." he politely declined and was about to take something cold to drink from the fridge when Tony plucked the yellow bag from your hand and offered it to him. "Take one and eat it." He demanded.

Blue eyes looked around the room in confusion and Steve felt a little strange under the stares. "Oh. Okay then." he replied forcedly, taking a sour patch from the bag.

You wish you had your phone with you to film this.

"What a strange consistency." Steve expressed as he crushed the gummy bear between his fingers.

One hand clenched your mouth to hide your shock as Peter's eyes widened.

Then it finally happened. "Oh!" Steve expressed as his face contorted in a very funny way. "Oh! OH!" he finally exclaimed as if he had discovered a new miracle. After laughing it off, he looked up again with a serious expression as if nothing had happened. "That was an...interesting experience. You didn't tell me that it was something sour. I was expecting something completely different."

You slammed your hands on the table. "I knew it. Take that, you suckers!"

#avengers x reader #the avengers #mcu fic #marvel #peter parker x reader #peter parker #b99 imagine #x reader #avengers imagine #funny prompts #drabble

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esha-isboogara · 2 years

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𝓯𝓪𝓭𝓮 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝔂𝓸𝓾 *WIP*

you guys loved my original jake wip so im really digging into the drafts for this one.

he looked up from his desk,watching his student doodling on her paper. "y/n i know you’re not working on that letter”.

she looked up, a mischievous glint in her eyes. “yeah so? what are you going to do about it ? call principal holt ? oh i’m terrified”. her tone was sarcastic and demeaning.

jake sighed and rested his chin on his palm not breaking eye contact with the girl. “you’re such a bright student y/n i don’t understand why you’ve always got to get into trouble”

“yeah yeah yeah. i’ve heard it alll before. how about you keep grading papers and i keep doing what i’m doing and we get this hour done with”?

“y/n you need to finish that letter. you really hurt ms. santiago’s feelings with your comments earlier. you know she only wants to help you”.

you sighed and put your head down on the desk. “i know that..why can i just apologize in person or something”.

mr.peralta stood up and made his way towards you. “how about this y/n. you don’t have to finish the letter if you endure..a different kind of punishment”.

you raised your head and gave him a confused look. “you mean like stand in the corner..no thank you”?

he laughed, a deep throaty one. “no sweetheart that’s not what i mean. i’m going to bend you over my knee and teach you a bit of respect”.

you felt your skin grow warm at his comment. what were you supposed to say?

“well”?

you nodded reluctantly. it beat the alternative of having to sit and stare at the blank page for the next hour and a half.

“i’ll take the punishment”. you said reluctantly, standing to your feet your knees suddenly shaking. was your teacher always this hot ?

“smart girl”. he remarked, gesturing you over to him. “i’m sure you know what to do”.

#wip #this will be done #eventually #man i love me some jake #jake peralta #jake peralta x reader #b99 #blurb #work in progress #jake peralta smut #smut #smutty drabble #esha writes

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idontplaytrack · 18 days

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Tough

Warnings: none?

-rosa diaz x teen daughter! reader-

In which, Rosa comes down with a cold and the squad shoos her home but she refuses- so reader comes to the rescue

“You look like hell, Rosa.”

“I’m fine.” Rosa spat.

“No, you are not.” Jake continues. Rosa only rolled her eyes before resuming her work. “Lieu, would you please tell her she looks like crap.”

Jeffords turned around and said, “You look like crap.”

“I’m working.”

“You’re sick. Literally not one of us have seen you this pale.” Terry continues.

“At least take this.” Charles put a pill on her desk- an antihistamine.

“No.”

“Ha ha.” Amy quipped, “I called your daughter.”

“Amy, are you insane? Why would you do that?” Rosa laid back in her seat, “Why would you call my daughter over this?”

“Because out of everyone you know, I know you’d listen to her.” Amy shrugged.

“I’m gonna kill you.”

“No, you are not.” Amy replies calmly, “Just go home and take it easy for the rest of the day.”

“But you might want to wait for your daughter to get here.” Holt’s voice cut through the room. “I do not think it is safe for you to make your own way home. She should be here in 16 minutes. Her school has let out for the day.”

“Whaaat? Still crazy to hear that.” Jake laughs.

“Get back to work.” Terry reminded, “Rosa stop doing your work.”

“Fine, whatever.” She gave up, saving the document onto her desktop then just laid back in her chair to wait for you.

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“Bye, Rosa.” Jake grins. Rosa grumbles, putting her jacket on while you went to press the lift button.

“You know, I love you but I don’t see how having you take a detour to go home with me will keep either of us safer.”

“Okay, but it did shut them up, didn’t it?”

Rosa chuckles, “Didn’t you have something on?”

“I did. But I decided not to go.”

“I’m a little afraid to ask, but why?”

“That’s a problem for another day. You just focus on resting today.” You told her.

“y/n.” She warned.

“The guy’s a douchebag.” You gave in, “Apparently he orders the most expensive thing on the menu then makes his date pay every time. And he doesn’t exactly take no for an answer, if you get what I mean.”

“Okay, that’s good- don’t ever feel like you need to go on dates because you don’t want to cancel on people.”

“I know.” You assured, “How are you feeling?”

“Never felt this sick in 10 years.” She snorted, “But, I bounce back quick.”

“That’d be right.” You stifled a laugh, “I’ll make us some soup when we get back- and you, take a shower and get into bed.”

“Yes, ma’am.” She joked, “I’m tough.”

“Oh, there’s no denying that.” You put an arm around her, and you see a tiny little smile tug on her lips, “You are tough. You’re a badass.”

“I mean, so are you, y’know?” She continues.

“Barely.”

“Please, you’re my daughter. I taught you everything you know. You’re a badass too, mamita.”

“Oh, boy we need to get you into bed.”

“y/n, I’m not trying to be funny.”

“You realise none of my dates have went well so far?”

“So? It’s not your fault the people who’ve tried to take you out are jerks or you just didn’t vibe with them.”

“Maybe I’m the problem.”

“No one’s perfect but you can’t say that because I see you as you are and I can confidently say you’re a good person.” Rosa spoke tiredly, “There are plenty of people in the city. You’ll meet someone before you know it.”

“You mean it?”

“Fuck do you mean? Of course I do.” She answered straightforwardly, “Don’t be so hard on yourself.”

“Ah…I guess after three suckish dates in a row, my confidence has taken a hit. But thanks, Mom.”

The rest of your walk home was rather quiet with Rosa trying to keep warm in this chilly weather while her body temperature rose. So, once you both got home, you quickly turned the heat up so she would be more comfortable. “I’m gonna take a shower now, then I’m off to bed.”

“Good, you’d better. I’ll wake you up when the food’s done so you can eat some then take something for your fever.”

“Okay, honey.” Rosa rolled her eyes playfully, “Be careful.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“I said that first.”

#rosa diaz x daughter reader #rosa diaz #reader insert #x reader #daughter reader #brooklyn nine nine #b99 #fanfiction #alternative universe #au fanfiction #drabble #stephanie beatriz

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nikiizqn · 11 months

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ENHYPEN AS B99 MOMENTS

a/n: made this instead of studying 👍👍 let me know if you wanna see more enha drabbles based on b99

Jay: I don’t believe in loopholes.

Heeseung: what? Loopholes are the best.

Heeseung: Remember that time when Pancake Palace had that all-you-can eat deal but didn’t set a time limit? I ate pancakes for a week for $3.99. All I had to do was sleep there and never shower.

Niki: WHAT? Thanks for the invite, hyung.

Jay: I will not be using a loophole as always; I will be using the main hole or no hole. I chose no hole.

Sunghoon: You just said hole way too much.

Heeseung: and that’s coming from Sunghoon

Jay: Yes, that is concerning.

Niki: oh you think you know someone Heeseung hyung UNBELIEVABLE

Sunoo: Trust me, I'm sort of a natural mother.

Jungwon: Yeah, natural motherfucker

Jake: Wow, your handshake is quite firm.

Jungwon: I took a seminar.

Jake: where?

Sunghoon: if you like pInA cOLadaS

Sunoo: dead guy hyung

Sunghoon: sorry

Jay: "Jay, we are all so sorry for your loss. Please let us know if we can do anything." sent from my stinky butt

Niki: 😀

Jungwon: One of these photos is of a garbage dump, the other is your room. Which is which?

Jake: The left is the garbage dump.

Jungwon: THEY'RE BOTH YOUR ROOM!

Heeseung: I gotta go

Sunoo: Aren't you forgetting something?

Heeseung: Uh...

Heeseung: [kisses Sunoo's forehead and runs off]

Sunoo: No! Pay your bill! Damn, who raised you!?

Sunghoon: This is killing me

Jay: Good. Die.

Jake: Good news is our evaluation will be done by Deputy Chief Heeseung. We have a good rapport. He was once my captain.

Niki: So he's kinda like our grand captain?

Jake: That is amazingly funny.

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lvckyuh · 1 year

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I can’t explain how I want to do a Raymond and Kevin, Good Omens au

But Shawn x Raymond is pretty much that but obviously different afterlife situations

Oh well I like, and I have a lot of Shawn x Raymond ideas so I’ll just do it anyways

#Shawn tgp #kevin x raymond #3am Drabble draft #Micheal’s reaction to Shawn having a boyfriend would be astronomical #honestly I have many au ideas but I’m keeping it simple with demon x Angel and cowboyz #i do like the au of Kevin in the nypd #omg and Shawn loves Gertie the way Crowley loves his Bentley #good omens #b99

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sga-owns-my-soul · 11 months

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“It’s not the jumper problem that’s bugging you, Sheppard. You and McKay are both being idiots, you just need to bone.” Lorne cringed heavily, eyes going wide at the blunt words Ronon suddenly spoke.

“What did you just say?” Sheppard asked, whipping around and narrowing his eyes at Ronon.

#why would i work on my long fics that are full of plot and character development #when i can write really stupid short fics instead #my 5k+ word wips: pls stop neglecting us #me: i’m gonna write another stupid short drabble no one wants to read!#(i wanna read them that’s why i keep writing them)#oh well #anyways this is b99 meets sga #john sheppard #rodney mckay #ronon dex #evan lorne #sga fan fic #fan fic #my writing #sga #stargate atlantis

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beautifulbrainrot · 1 year

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masterlist!

last updated: 03/08/23

request guidelines: here

Criminal Minds

Spencer Reid

fluff

sleepy

spencer reids doe eyes

lipstick kisses

after sex cuddles

housebusband!spence

touch averse reader kisses spence

looking at spence when he reads

alt!reader in a band

holding hands

bathing together

rich!reader fluff

kisses with spence

artsy gf!reader meets the team

listening to autistic!spence rambling

autistic!reader realises autistic!spencer is attracted to her

jealous spencer

reader telling spencer they love him for the first time

introducing spencer too beabadoobee

angst & angsty fluff

spence getting his hair cut after prison

traumatic event (reader kidnapped)

reader finds out about spencers addiction

reader breaks up with spencer over his relationship with jj

TW spencer seeing readers scars

TW reader seeing spencer’s scars

smut

edging spence with a vibe*

thigh kissing drabble*

round 1*

youre more than just a fling, my love*

i love your body baby (insecure spence)*

im bored, wanna play?*

we could.. do it*

sub!spence x rockstar!reader*

stop the teasing please..*

pegging spence for the first time*

i love it when you’re naughty like this*

i love your body baby (insecure reader)*

rich!reader buys spence an expensive gift*

making out with spence in his car

sub!spence giving oral*

overstimulating spence*

spence with a praise kink*

spence with a praise kink getting pegged*

dumbification with spence*

spencer watching you stretch*

sub!spence and tall!reader*

firearms qualification*

pegging needy spence*

drunk spence humping readers leg*

cant keep my hands to myself

whoever gets horny first loses

overstimulating sub!spence*

teasing sub!spence through his boxers*

sub!spence rutting against you but not going in*

sub!spence giving you a facial*

sub!spence in panties and a skirt*

drunk needy spence

spence’s sensitive nipples

spanking bratty spence

sub!spence & sub!reader

playing with spence while he’s having a wet dream

spencer pleasuring you

aftercare with sub!spence

sub!spence w premature ejac

tying spence up during a punishment

perfect princess

virgin!autistic!spence x virgin!autistic!reader

pretty princess spence

spence & reader sexual tension

aftercare hc’s for sub!spence

more skirt spence

trans!spence strap warming you

trans!spence squirting

cockwarming princess spence

sub!spence hc’s

princess sub!spence hc’s

trans!reid hc’s

slapping spence’s ass in a skirt

glasses reid

pt2 spanking spencer in a skirt

spencer finding out he has a mommy kink

TW body worship with self harming reader

eating trans!spence out on his period

getting eaten out on your period

Aaron Hotchner

pegging sub!hotch

Emily Prentiss

be patient.*

scared of storms

emily in lingerie

Elle Greenaway

elle with sub!fem!reader

Moreid & Moried x Reader

moreid phone sex

spence blowing morgan while u watch

B99

Amy Santiago

amy santiago x emily prentiss au

dancing with ames

#masterlist #spencer reid x reader #sub!spence #sub spencer reid #sub!spencer #emily prentiss x reader #emily prentiss #dom!emily prentiss #dom emily prentiss #amy santiago #amy santiago x reader #amy santiago x emily prentiss

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hotteoki · 9 months

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drunk bf ateez headcanons - 2k celebration!

pairing: ateez x reader (no prns used)

cw: mentions of alcohol (obvie)

genre: fluff, established relationship, headcanon

notes: after watching drunkteez on wanteez and having yunho on my mind i just had to write this ( ˘ ³˘)

notes: this is my second celebration post! happy 2k followers!

hongjoong

he seems fine

at first

he's downing shots, glasses, bottles

at flash speed

but he's fine

even he says he's fine

"i just don't feel anything"

"well i mean some people just don't get drunk"

"maybe i'm just reeeeeally talented"

you're like thinking 'oh! he's not too bad'

...

did the 'reeeeeally' not give you warning signs in your head

you spoke too soon

next thing you know he's trying to shove his head down the billiard/pool/snooker table holes

it's more of gently ramming his head against the table edge than shoving his head tho

you were dying laughing by the time you reached him

"joong what are you doing???"

"i'm looking for thissssss"

"what is 'this', joongie?"

it's silent for a while and you're rubbing his back

then he just pops up

"this!"🫰🏻

(ಠ ಠ)

he thinks he's sooooo funny

you had to stare at him for a good few minutes before processing what the hell you just witnessed

he's upgraded from terrible dad jokes to terrible rizz jokes

i don't think i can decipher which is worse

he's also balancing the shot glasses on the back of his hand

which had you PANICKING

a whole migraine just from that

forget a hangover

your fear of him breaking one of those is enough for you to want to die

surprisingly he didn't break any

"see baby? i'm just tooooooo talented"

he's giggling so much

it's so cute :(

but add the worst aegyo in the world to the list

it’s near bang chan level of horrifying

i mean sure

joong is NATURALLY a giant tiny cutie

but when he’s doing it on purpose???

um.

well!

okay!

(유∀유|||)

have fun!

seonghwa

no thoughts behind those eyes

just blink blink (0_0) (-_-) (0_0)

i'm pretty sure he's on mars

and out of nowhere he starts singing along to i want it that way playing in the background (b99 ref (ʃƪ˘ﻬ˘))

singing along very loudly if i may add

BUT

as soon as the song ends

he's back to his (0_0) (-_-) (0_0) agenda

at one point

you’ve just gotten used to his giggles and clapping out of the blue

yeah he just applauds randomly

to whom and why?

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

he just wants to i guess

"hwa, i think we should go now it's like 4am-"

"HAKUNA MATATA YO"

oh he's singing again!

will not stop for the next twenty minutes

in his head it's a free karaoke bar

and he's just singing to his heart's content

he can also get pouty very quickly

and is very, very clingy

whichever one of your arm is nearer to him is not going to hear the bells of freedom for the rest of the long night

to be fair

if any of the other members are near him

he's also going to be clinging to them

just

a little less than you

he loves you the most after all! ><

all in all

he's pretty chill

every now and then

this is a bit short cause i don’t know what else i could say i’m sorry (╥_╥)

i'll make it up with a seonghwa drabble soon promise

yunho

where did this man's energy come from???????

one minute he's on the dance floor

he's 'boogying', as he said

the next he's running laps around the bar

you're just shocked he hasn't crashed into another poor innocent person yet

oh and now he's on the stage! ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

are you ripping out your hair yet

( ˘ ɜ˘) ♬♪♫ (yunho!!!!!!)>ヽ(‵﹏´)ノ

he's singing what seems to be halazia

except it's literally just the word halazia being repeated

you're pretty sure he sang 'hala-hala-hala-hala-halazia' like about seven times

stream seven by jungkook

you had to physically drag him down from the stage

“nooooo baby you don’t understand i still need to sing hips don’t lie they need meeeeeee (ง'̀-'́)ง”

“yeah ok shakira let’s go”

his hand slips from yours and he’s sucked into the wardrobe of narnia

cause even tho he’s a literal giant

you can’t seem to find his usually sticking out head

the reason why?

he’s squatting while doing the dougie

why? i don’t know

i don’t think he knows either

but he’s dougieing!

he’s also spitting BARS

starts rapping to mingi’s part in guerilla while you’re trying to drag him out

at this point you’re beginning to suspect that he’s not actually drunk

maybe a little tipsy

but mostly just staying to cause chaos

and to give you a headache

but his little pout as you’re pulling him away

“yuyu come on we have to go >:(“

“but baby i don’t want tooooo”

does this face 🥺

yk that one time when ateez made faces imitating the emoji signs they were holding

and yuyu had the 🥺 one

THATS EXACTLY THE FACE HES MAKING

and how can you deny this golden retriever :,)

(if you can resist it you’re just a maniac frankenstein cheoreom georeo maniac maniac ha ha idk i don’t make the rules)

“okay fine… but no-”

“YAY i’ll be back”

he does in fact come back a few minutes later

HOLDING A PIGEON?????

“YUNHO WHAT ARE YOU DOING??? PUT THE BIRD DOWN-”

“i made a friend! :D”

you’re certain he took a few years off your life in just one night

yeosang

since we've never actually seen him drunk

cause he's a fairy

i'll go by what joong san and hwa were saying in their vlive like ages ago

cause apparently yeosang gets all cute

so let's imagine a very clingy sangie

just tugging and snuggling into your arm

mumbling your name too

his cute nose scrunches up whenever you try to move

he whines about how you don’t love him anymore

literally just because you moved to scratch an itch on your neck

“sangie what do you mean i don’t love you anymore of course-”

“you don’t LOVE ME ANYMORE :-(”

near tears because he’s convinced of his point

sigh

“baby why do you think i don’t love you anymore?”

“hm??”

confused blink blink

he’s forgotten what he was even saying

your hand brushing through his hair is just too distracting!!!!

he’s a simple man ok?

( ๑>ᴗ<๑ )

that’s how i imagine he looks

with a flushed face

but still looking like an angel sent from heaven

but yk

don’t forget about his muscles

（ΦωΦ）

atp he’s fed up with you moving around while trying to take care of the other members

so he just tightens his iron grip on your arm

good luck moving a literal koala clinging onto your arm

like hwa’s situation

you’re not moving another inch until he’s satisfied with the amount of love he’s showered you

which

he never will be

◝(๑꒪່౪̮꒪່๑)◜

again very short cause i have nothing to come from ;-(

san

literally the LOUDEST mfer in the bar

you can expect everyone within a twenty meter radius to be staring at the two of you

you just standing there like (ಥ‿ಥ) and he's just like ᕙ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)ᕗ

flexing

he's not doing it on purpose

but like

come on

how can you NOT stare at the gorgeous man that is your boyfriend

gawddamn

what snaps you out of your daze was san suddenly pointing at you

"san what are you doing?"

"youuuuuu... are soooooo... not me"

🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

oh he's so far gone

i don't think even he knows what he's doing

bro's just saying things

he's literally the walking epitome of speaking to speak

the worst, and i mean absolutely WORST case of asian flush ever

every exposed square inch of his skin is bright red

you're like

panicking trying to get him to sit down

cause he's stumbling around into every person in the bar

he's practically knocking them over like bowling pins

then immediately apologising in the cutest way possible

the second he's made it out of the human mosh pit tho

(╥﹏╥)

you're like (ಠ ''ಠ)

"sannie, honey, why are you crying?"

"i don't know"

sniffle

"i just love you soooooo much..."

"thank you i-"

"like SOOOOO much"

"okay thank you baby-"

"i love you like thissssssss much"

he's holding out his hands

and he's stretching them out as far as possible

and before you know it

oop! he's bear hugging you

his cheek is squished against the top of your head as he's mumbling incoherent words

the only thing you can make out tho is

"i love you so much"

you guys are such goals (;-;)

mingi

okay since we’ve never seen drunk minki

i’m going to go by the endoscopy ep

where he was breakdancing

at first he was convincing gaslighting you that he was fine

because fine means stumbling around and not even being able to walk in a straight line

but whatever suits him! :p

no seriously

he could not walk properly for the LIFE of him

he was crashing into strangers and waiters alike here and there

and by crashing

i mean practically throwing himself onto them

but the second he stands back up

he’s back to yelling into their faces that he’s sober

like mingi…

no one believes you

(￢_￢;)

you were following him right on his tail

frantically apologising to everyone he disturbed

and he’s bopping his head

he’s jamming!!!!!! 乁( • ω •乁)

he’s in his own little world

which is so adorable you almost want to cry :-(

but by the time you have to leave

and he’s STILL dancing around

you have to start pulling aggressively on his arm

he won’t go otherwise

he could stay there all night just to prove a point

the point?

that he’s sober

yes he’s still on that topic

because he’s 100% NOT drunk!!!!!!!!!!

“mingi we have to go-”

“BUT BRUNO MARS IS ON”

“MINGI ITS NOT EVEN BRUNO MARS ITS JUSTIN BEIBER”

“…o yea! ヽ(･∀･)ﾉ”

sigh moment from you

“i want bruno mars thoooooo do you fink i can request for bruno marsssss??????”

“no”

“why not!!!!!! ;-(”

“cause we have to go (˘∀˘)/(ㅠ~ㅠ)”

pushing him out of the bar now

he’s a fun person to be around when you’re drunk as well tho

wooyoung

witch cackle amplified by 2611%

it’s so funny tho

he laughs over literally NOTHING

a stranger walking in the bar?

HILARIOUS

someone passing by?

howling on the floor

the toilet door opening?

he’s wiping away tears

hongjoong tripping over a chair in his drunken state?

he’s getting a 10 pack at this rate

to be fair

you also cackled at poor hongjoong pretending like his dignity didn’t just get absolutely annihilated

at the same time

he’s also just fumbling around

he’s not very sober

not sober enough to recognise you

“oooooooh you’re soooooooo good looking we should go outttt”

“wooyoung this is the fifth time tonight we’ve been together for over a year”

“say whaaaaaaaaaat???!!!!?!!?!”

starts coddling you after that

he’s so sweet but in a loud way

well

louder than usual

cant stop kissing you (ﾉ´ з `)ノ

no literally

i’m not exaggerating

he will CHASE you around the pub to kiss you if needed

he has done that before (in my head)

“wooyoung people are staring-”

“COME BACK LEMME KISS YOUUUUUUU ε=┌(;･д･)┘”

now

you might be thinking

skits, why would i ever deny kisses from wooyoung????

yeah see

he thinks he’s kissing you

he’s not

he’s biting you

like full on CHOMP CHOMP CHOMPERS

it’s not even cute lil :3 nom noms

ITS LITERALLY FULL ON TEETH RAWRS

so unless you want a chunk of your skin gone

start running! :p

jongho

you really think he's going to be the drunk one?

him??????

bro has not seen a day of being drunk

he could be downing bottles of every kind of alcohol known to mankind

and still be fresh as a daisy

(≖ᴗ≖) ✿

he'd be the one challenging the entire bar into drinking too

he handles his alcohol very well

let's be honest, you're probably the one drunk

he's going to be taking care of you instead

BUT you never told him how he once drunkenly went up to the bar stage

and started shooing off the performers

before flaunting off his vocals

so that was fun

let's say he hypothetically was wasted tho

i'll use the endoscopy ep as an example like mingi

he's just going to be asleep

just

snore mimimimi snore mimimimi

he might wake up like every half hour

and get all confused

but it's so cute :(

like he's just lifting his head up from your lap

◝(´Ｏ｀)◜

probably definitely drooling tho

it's going to be pretty short for him cause he just doesn't get drunk

he's invincible

networks - @kflixnet k-labels kbookshelf neverendingdreams-net straykidsland @k-films

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snaillock · 9 months

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“do you really have to go?” you whined as you stood at the bus station, impatiently tapping your foot on the concrete.

“you’re really asking me that a minute before i leave?” barou said as he waited for the bus, begrudgingly letting you see him off before he goes.

“man, that’s the problem! i don’t want you to leave again. like sure blue lock may have transformed you into an unbelievably strong ass player and yeah you’re, like, fucking famous now or whatever but is it really worth going back and leaving your cool awesome best friend behind?”

“you’re fucking unbelievable,” he scoffed, “i’ll be gone for a just few months or so.”

“but that’s too long!” you whined. “you know what, you could sneak me into blue lock! maybe i could contort myself inside your backpack or better yet hide myself under your jacke-”

“ok that’s enough. i don’t need to hear any of your schemes, you weirdo,” he interrupted, “look i’ll be back eventually. just don’t freak out too much when i’m gone.”

you sighed as you spotted a bus in the distance, turning around the corner towards the station. “alright,” you patted his shoulder. “i’ll see ya then. just know that i’ll miss you a lot buddy.”

“yeah you sure made that clear,” he grumbled to himself, “see ya.” he adjusted his backpack and walked closer to the curb.

“wait! before you go!”

barou stopped right in his tracks and looked at you. “yeah?”

you grinned, “…i love you!”

he rolled his eyes then sighed, “i love you too man.” he turned his head back towards the road, hiding his faint smile. “now go before the guys see you from the bus windows and try prying into my business again”

god i love using one of my own headcanons as a prompt

#★ snail.writes ★#very self indulgent bestie barou posting cause GOD that’s literally my boy right there #the i love you part was inspired by a b99 scene since that phase has returned #barou shoei #barou x reader #blue lock #bllk #platonic #blue lock drabbles

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photoboothphotos · 2 years

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The One

Jake Peralta x Reader - A whole year with Jake Peralta, from start to finish [1.9K Words]

Summer had made its way to New York City. The Saturday morning brought a certain busyness into the city. With the warming weather, Brooklyn is filled with friends meeting each other for brunch and tourists enjoying their vacation time at the park. You should be among them, your stomach yearning for a croissant from your favourite bakery and a cup of something other than stale coffee. But alas when your friend Terry Jeffords calls in for a favour, you answer.

You stepped into the unfamiliar precinct; the upper floor filled with detectives despite the sunny weekend. You were immediately greeted by Jeffords who was already making his way towards you with a latte and pastry baggy. You sighed in contentment graciously taking the treats in your hands and a bite of the fluffy bread.

“Thank you for coming in on your weekend off, our precinct sketch artist is out sick and one of my detectives really needs help.” The sergeant explained, quickly bringing you towards a detective desk. “This is Detective Jake Peralta; he has a witness coming in an hour for the 17th Street bank robbery. I offered my talents but, the last time that happened, it didn’t turn out so well.” There was a knowing look exchanged between the detective and sergeant.

Terry stepped away leaving you and Jake alone. You greeted him with a small Hi before making yourself comfortable in the detective’s extra chair. The detective gave you a small nod in response as you took notice of the sprawled half-completed Rubik’s cube and rubber band ball that cluttered his desk. A quiet filled the distance between you, bubbling you together.

“Let me guess,” You start, catching Jake’s attention. “Terry took too long sketching the perp and so one of your detectives asked how long it’ll take. Causing him to get annoyed and leading to…” You scanned the room, your eyes looking for any remains from the incident, “That broken coffee pot.” You concluded with a smug smile on your face while pointing at the evidence.

Jake tried to hide his smirk, bobbing his head in confirmation, “That’s impressive. That coffee pot is new though, how did you figure that out?”

“There was a sale at Goodwin's last week, and I have the same machine at home.” You smiled cheekily before turning your attention back to the buzzing of the office.

Although those sixteen words meant nothing to you, it was the beginning of everything for Jake.

From that moment on, Jake had made it his mission to get closer to you. After your encounter at the precinct, he took every opportunity to have you help out on his case files. After a series of extra-worked weekends and nights going over perp descriptions while picking at microwave nachos, he finally asked you on a real date. One date quickly turned into fifteen more before the two of became an official item in the fall.

The autumn season brought a much-needed routine into Jake’s life. His nights, previously plotless, were now filled with you. He waited patiently outside the 14th precinct for the end of your shift, his hands fidgeting with the drive-in movie tickets in his back pocket. Peralta’s face filled with excitement as he saw your figure rush towards him. His stance slightly wavered as you slammed into him with a hug, a light oof escaping his lips. He pressed a kiss on your forehead before placing another on your cheek, and then a final one on your lips – his touch saying I missed you and It’s been too long.

He tasted like coffee and a hint of peppermint, his calloused hands feeling rough on your cheek. As the two of you parted, your boyfriend wasted no time in revealing the movie he chose for your date. “Thir13en Ghosts?” You exclaimed in horror, eyes widening. “Jake, I thought we were going to watch a romantic movie.” You whined, your stomach already squirming at the thought of the potential gore and jump scares.

“Sweetheart I tried, but it’s October in New York and these were the only tickets available.” Jake's eyes pleaded, bringing your closer to his chest. “It’ll be fine. I’ll protect you; I promise.”

And Jake did.

Although you had spent most of the time watching the vivid horror scenes behind the windows of your fingers or behind the comfort of your shared blanket, Jake spent the entire hour and twelve minutes watching you. He couldn’t help but marvel at the way you instinctively turned into the comfort of his chest when a creepy figure appeared, or how you shut your eyes tight into his shoulder when you heard a scream. He kept his arm wrapped around you the entire time, even during the ride home and when the inevitable nightmares visited while the two of you slept in a shared bed that night.

If Jake had to choose his favourite sound in the world, it would be a tie between the beat of your heart and the whisper of your steady breath. He could feel both as you cuddled each other in sleep. With his insomnia getting the best of him, Peralta spent the night brushing the scrunch of your brows with his thumb, soothing your wild mind. He did feel slightly guilty for putting you through that scary movie, but he knew he’d make it up in other ways later on.

Winter arrived soon and as Jake predicted, he has thoroughly made up for your Halloween scare in a number of ways. One of which included bundling you in his scarf as the snow had blanked your figures on New Year's Eve. You walked into Shaw’s Bar; Jake following closely behind with a palm firmly placed on the small of your back. Though you abandoned your jacket on a bar stool, you kept Jake’s wool scarf tightly wrapped around your shoulders as if it would ward off any dangers. The clock stroke eleven signalling only an hour left until New Year’s.

“You guys sure took your time getting here,” Charles quipped handing each of you a beer, “Too busy smashing booties?” The detective teased, wiggling his eyebrows. Both you and Jake groaned at the innuendo, washing down the awkwardness with liquid courage. Boyle shrugged his shoulders unbothered by the situation, “Think whatever you want, we all know you were doing it.” The squad assembled together quickly at Boyles claim, adding their own remarks before the conversation changed to a discussion of resolutions and a sharing of drinks.

As the crowd buzzed with bets on who was going to get the most wasted and tipsy declarations of NO, I HAVE THE BEST BUTT OF THE NINE-NINE from the boys, Jake took the opportunity to pull you away from your hushed conversations with the girls. The room rang with a loud shout from the oasis of officers who began the countdown to the next year.

“Ten, nine, eight,…” The entire bar screamed as Jake pulled you in close, a drunken murmur of how good you looked in your dress escaping from his tongue.

“Seven, six, five…” You heard Diaz howl as she pounded back another drink, but you could only focus your attention on the look that Jake was giving you. His brown eyes were glassy dripping in colours of molasses, shining despite the darkness of the bar.

“Four, three…” Your lips couldn’t wait, your hands found the collar of the boy’s jacket before the clock had the chance to chime at midnight. Your mouths connected as the countdown finished, cheers ringing in the New Year. You smiled into Jake’s lips as you felt him kiss you back.

Jake’s hands melted into your body just like the snow did for the city’s eventual Spring. The roads were wet with dew and the season brought you much heartache. You’ve never responded to change well. So when you were transferred to another precinct across town, you found yourself overwhelmed. The wind picked up and guided you towards the subway where you’d had the worst morning of your life.

“Two men?” Rosa clarified, anger dripping through her tone. “What kind of cowards robs a woman at an underground subway stop?” She continued, venom dripping in her words. “If they were real men, they would come to fight us on the surface.”

You shook your head, shying away from the cleaning swab Amy was trying to place on your forehead, “I know it hurts, but try to stay still for a little longer.” Santiago advised as she continued to clean your wounds, carefully bandaging your scrapes.

“Gina texted; Jake is on his way back to the office,” Rosa informed. The fact made you grimace even more.

Your eyes burned from trying to hold back your tears, the last thing you wanted at this moment was to seem weak in a room of seasoned detectives. You cursed to yourself silently, frustrated by your own stupidity and obliviousness. Why couldn’t you just catch a break?

“Hey, we’re going to catch these guys. You don’t have anything to worry about.” Diaz comforted, taking notice of your trembling pout and the frustration radiating from your legs.

The two of you locked eyes, and a mutual understanding was reached as you continued to sit in silence. You turned your focus towards your fingers as you continued to play with the ends of a sweater Gina had lent you, your original top soaked and damaged from the run-in. “Yeah, I know.” You finally breathed in an almost whisper.

The sudden bang of an opening door caught your attention, your eyes meeting with the human embodiment of comfort and sunshine. “Hi,” You greeted weakly with a small wave, “How was the stake out?” You questioned with your humour providing a temporary ice pack for the twisting in your heart.

Once the other officers excused themselves, stepping out of the room, Jake bent down immediately and found your embrace. His knees supported you as you broke down, chest heaving heavily. Small kisses of I got you and Everything is going to be okay were planted on your tear-stained cheeks, his hands rubbing comforting circles on your back. The two of you sat there for what seemed like hours, Jake continuing to whisper comforting words in your ear.

The same guilt from Halloween surfaced in Peralta’s lungs. He should’ve pushed further in his offer to drive you to work, or he could’ve asked Captain Holt to transfer you to his precinct the moment he realized you were overwhelmed. Even with his spiralling, Jake knew that he would make things right again, that he was going to help catch the bad guys like he always did. But for now, his only vow was to be there for you.

Perfect, innocent, ever so lovely you.

You moved in with Jake later that spring, with a transfer to the nine-nine placed simultaneously. Though you were still shaken up, you were thankful that the worst morning of your existence bought you the best mornings for the rest of your life.

Jake caught your line of attention as you chanced a look up from your sketchbook, a blurry scene of charcoal pastels depicting your boyfriend’s frame in the Saturday morning light of your shared living room. You admired the way he held his coffee mug in one hand, with a morning comic in the other. “Hi.” You greeted quietly with sweetness lacing your voice. There was a different softness to your voice this time, one filled with domestic bliss and love.

The boy smiled back at you, eyes trying to capture your sun-kissed freckles, “Hi.”

You knew then that Jacob Jeffery Peralta was the one.

The quiet after his reply filled the air with an electric hum. And as the two of returned your attention back to your books, the same feeling from when you guys had met for the first time swelled again – a bubble encapsulating your journey together into the next season.

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