#b99 ficlet

[envyadams-vs-me]

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

[frankenjoly]

Old habits die hard

peraltiago + kiss out of habit

“Hey!” Jake almost shouted, walking up to Amy’s desk quick as one could be without actually running and leaving a quick peck on her lips.

Of course, her first reaction was smiling like a schoolgirl with a crush, despite being well both into adulthood and their relationship. In fact…Oh. OH. When realization fully kicked in, she couldn’t help but giggle.

“Oh, wow. Share it with the class, Santiago.” That only made her straight up laugh for a second, and even if he tried to appear dramatically offended, it was clear how Jake was on the brink of laughing too.

“I just realized now how we keep doing the ‘good morning kiss’ every day.” Amy managed to say. “As if this is the first time we see each other today.” And given how they had been living together for a while then and had gone to work together as well, it wasn’t accurate.

“Oh, wow.” He said once again, and it was written all over his face how it was now Jake’s turn to have the full realization. Then he started laughing, and of course it was contagious so in a matter of seconds they were both about to burst into tears of amusement even.

“But if you ask me” She added, when in the process of stopping though none of them had fully done so. “I wouldn’t mind keeping the tradition.”

“Aw, yeah?” He was already grinning, but it turned into a full ear-to-ear smile when Amy nodded. “Then it’s all settled. Noice.”

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Steddie Week 2023

Winter Steddie

Eddie who never wears

Steddie gift wrapping

Steddie finally being happy + snow

Famous Trope

Eddie comes out at the Grammys

Everyone's famous and the world is curious as to how they're all friends

Singer!Steve Harrington and his muse

Steddie TV show AU

Steddie Famous Singers

Found Family

Wayne Munson and a life told in pictures

Hop helps Steve make his first tree house

Eddie Munson wants kids with Steve Harrington

Arwen Elizabeth Harrington-Munson

"See you tomorrow, Steve."

Wayne teasing Eddie

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Eddie does the B99 Amy Santiago double hair tuck

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Steddie gets shovel talks

Steddie goes to New Zealand

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Eddie watches Steve

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Eddie always has orange juice (TW)

Steve gets Alzheimer's

Steve holds Eddie by the wrist

Steve's favorite kisses from Eddie

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Eddie Munson loves the water

Eddie takes care of Steve

Eddie and his bucketlist

Eddie and Steve get stuck in a crowd

Steve calls Eddie love

Steve's 60th birthday

Steve's 20th birthday

Steve's allergic to...

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in another universe...

Dustin finds out about Steddie

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Annalyn | Wayne | BONUS

Bigger Than The Whole Sky

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Red String of Fate

Part 1 | @undreaming-fanfiction's Part 2

Last Will and Testament Ficlets

Dustin Henderson and the countdown

Robin Buckley and birthdays

Stobin

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Steve learns what love is

Vampire Steve Harrington (with other lovely mutuals)

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[randomfandomimagine]

How You Make Me Feel (Jake Peralta x Reader)

Characters: Jake Peralta, Charles Boyle

Fandom: Brooklyn 99

Tags: Mutual pining, idiots in love, fluff

Warnings: Tooth rotting fluff and reader is super smitten

Word Count: 3,7k words

Summary: After Y/N has a nice gesture with Jake, his reaction causes a rollercoaster of emotions that culminate when he takes actions on how Y/N’s gesture made him feel.

AO3: Link

A/N: This is the last Jake fic for now, I promise! During my rewatch of the show, this idea has just been floating around my head for weeks until I finally managed to write and finish it! I’m just a sucker for Jake bottling his feelings up until he eventually opens up. I hope you lovelies like it!

Jake Peralta x Gender Neutral Reader

Being Jake’s friend wasn’t always easy. He could be a lot sometimes, he was always busy, addicted to work… worst of all, sometimes you felt like you appreciated your friendship more than he did. Maybe because you were starting to suspect that the relationship had stopped being enough for you when those strong emotions arose in you.

Still, you wanted to be a good friend. For that reason, and knowing he was working many hours, you dropped by the precinct to visit Jake. Besides, you liked his coworkers, they were all very nice.

“Hello!” You greeted everyone, waving at Terry as you passed by his desk.

“Y/N” Charles said through grit teeth. “You’re here…”

“Relax, Boyle” Jake playfully told him, even as he turned to you. “You’re still my best friend”

“Take that, Y/N!”

“Good to see you too, Charles”

“What are you doing here?” Jake asked you, putting an end to your brief interaction with his friend.

“Well, my life is boring without your annoying presence” You teased him, dropping a paper bag in his desk. “And while I’m here, I wanted to bring you a little snack”

Jake grinned, excitedly opening the bag like a child on Christmas. He gasped in awe when he pulled out the cupcakes you had brought for him.

“Yes!” He exclaimed, veraciously biting one of them. “You’re the best, Y/N!”

Charles loudly cleared his throat, causing Jake to roll his eyes at him.

“You’re still my best friend, Boyle” He tiredly repeated, even offering him some of the food. “You know Y/N is Y/N”

“Is that good or bad?” You teased Jake, earning an adorable grin from him that made your heart race.

“Good, obviously, free food!” Jake’s playful tone turned to sweet. “You really didn’t have to do it”

“I know, but I wanted to” You shrugged, slightly flustered at the loving way with which he watched you. “You deserve to treat yourself, and since I care so much about you, I thought I could do it for you”

Jake sighed, staring at you for a moment. Then, however, his expression shifted. It changed from fond adoration to alarm and it finally settled on panic. Frowning in concern, you stared at him.

“Jake?” You called him, watching how he rolled his chair away from you. “What’s wrong?”

“N-Nothing” He nervously chuckled, rolling even further. “I just… remembered I have something to do in the, uh… in the break room”

“What…?” You couldn’t finish your sentence, because he had already jumped to his feet and rushed to the room, where he closed the door after him.

“What did you do to him?” Charles uttered, glancing from Jake to you in outrage.

“I didn’t do anything!”

“You’re smothering him, Y/N!”

Suddenly feeling anxious, as your nice and normal day had turned upside down, you backed away. A troubling feeling settled in your stomach, very different to the butterflies you usually felt around Jake. Deciding to let things be for now, you left the precinct and walked home, having some time to think about what happened.

_

Two days had passed. You didn’t have any news from Jake, even though you texted him and called him to no avail. A part of you feared that you had somehow upset him, that you had overwhelmed him and scared him away. You did have gestures like the one from the other da often, maybe they had become too much for him. The more you thought about it, the more you realized your affections could have smothered him. Sure, Charles was also a lot, but he didn’t have feelings for Jake. Maybe Jake had seen through your affection, realized that they were caused by something stronger than platonic love.

You had given him space, but you needed to see him again. That was why you were heading for Shaw’s. Like many other evenings, you expected to find the detectives of the 99 having a few drinks at the bar. However, you found with something unexpected.

“Y/N!” The very object of your thoughts came rushing outside of the bar. “What are you doing here?”

You gawked at Jake, suddenly speechless at the sight of him. The butterflies swum in your stomach, and you had to take a deep breath to calm yourself. How you had missed him, not knowing anything of him for two days... His contagious energy, his adorable smile... You shook your head to focus.

“Hi” You breathed out. “I was just hoping to catch you here… maybe we can talk? You seemed a little put off the other day”

“Uh…” Jake clenched his jaw, throwing furtive glances over his shoulder to the inside of the bar. “I don’t know about that...”

“I see” You made an effort to smile, to pretend like his refusal didn’t break your heart.

“But!” He piped up, showing you a nervous smile. “Maybe we could go grab a bite”

“There’s food inside… Besides, it’s really cold outside and-”

“But I really want to take a walk with you, Y/N!”

“So you want to be around me?”

“Y-Yeah… why wouldn’t I?”

“You’re not mad at me”

“Of course not, Y/N!”

“Then… you don’t want to talk about why you have been avoiding me?”

“Well...” He let out an awkward chuckle, looking over his shoulder again as he moved quickly to put an arm over your shoulders. “You know what? We could talk about… about... D-Die Hard”

You stared at him, completely baffled. Even if that movie was one of Jake’s favorite subjects, he was behaving in a strange way. You could tell there was something off.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing! I just don’t want to talk about that right now”

“Okay… but don’t you think it’s gonna be awkward between us?”

“Nah” He chuckled, but right after there came a very loud silence. “T-Title of your sex tape?”

“Jake, what the hell is going on with you lately?”

“What? Nothing, I’m normal, I’m cool…” He vehemently nodded. “Cool cool cool cool cool”

“Um…” You gulped, shifting in the spot as you tried to understand what was happening. “How about we just go inside and hang out with the rest?”

That would at least make it less awkward. Hopefully the others would help Jake loosen up, whatever his problem was. It worried you that his strange behavior had something to do with you.

You made to walk into the bar, your hand already resting over the doorknob. Just as you were about to swing it open, Jake stopped you.

“No, wait!” He exclaimed, startling you so much that you jumped slightly. “I… uh…”

“What’s the matter, Jake?” You insisted, turning to him in anguish.

“I suddenly got very dizzy” He put a hand over his eyes, heaving a sigh of exhaustion. “I actually feel a bit faint”

“Are you okay?” You rushed to stand beside him, urgently linking your arm with his and trying to keep him steady in case he faltered. “You do look a bit pale”

“Y-Yeah” He dangerously swayed, gulping in what you assumed was unwell.

“Jake!” You exclaimed, positioning yourself before him and firmly holding him by the shoulders.

Suddenly, you were very close together. You didn’t remember ever being this close to Jake, and it flustered you so much that you lost the ability to speak. Up close, you noticed his eyes were deep and beautiful, filled with a soft kindness that made your heart flutter. They had a light of their own.

“I’m okay” He assured, suddenly speaking in a whisper. Jake was staring into your eyes, and it made your cheeks burn. You hoped you weren’t blushing.

“Are you sure?” Frantically, you pressed your hand against his forehead. At least he didn’t have a fever.

“Yeah” Jake chuckled, moving your hand away. “I’m just a little... lightheaded”

You were too, but yours certainly had to do with the way he was staring at you and the fact that you were in love with Jake. A chuckle of disbelief escaped you. What a moment to realize how deep your feelings were. You didn’t just like him or have a crush on him. No, you were in love with Jake Peralta.

“I’m glad to hear that” You said to explain your outburst. “A-About you being okay, I mean”

Jake nodded his head, letting out a shaky exhale. His cheeks were now of a subtle pink shade. You frowned, fearing he was actually sick. Maybe he got cold, it was certainly freezing outside.

“Can we sit down?” He asked you, backing away much to your dismay. Or to your relief, you couldn’t tell.

“Yeah, sure... sure, sit down and rest for a moment”

Jake plopped down on the side of the pavement, sighing in relief. Begging your enamored mind to behave, you towered over him for a moment. Thinking of ways to help him, you stood there in deep thought.

“Do you want a glass of water?” You motioned over to the bar. “I could go in and get one for you”

“No, no, no! It’s fine, I just...” He immediately took your hand to stop you, making it hard for you not to gasp at the sudden and intimate gesture. “Stay with me, will you? I… don’t want to be alone”

“Sure, I’ll stay with you, you look a little under the weather” You slowly sat by him, which seemed to reassure him. “Is that why you’re being weird?”

“Yeah, I… I guess I just feel a little weird”

“You… you can…” You cleared your throat, suddenly feeling very shy under his gaze as well as by the offer you were about to make. “You can rest your head in my shoulder, it might help with your dizziness”

He stared at you for a moment. Then, and without a word, he slowly leaned his head against your shoulder. Taking advantage of the fact that he couldn’t see you, you allowed yourself to smile at the closeness. If only you could tell him how you felt. You had to. After things had settled a little, you would. He didn’t seem too bothered by your presence any more after all.

“Better?”

“Yeah” He lightly nuzzled your shoulder. “Much better”

You stood very still, still a bit tense around him while at the same time fearing that he would move if you did. Jake suddenly patted your knee, chuckling in a cute way.

“Relax, Y/N, don’t worry about me”

“I always do, Jakey… You know I care about you”

Another silence arrived, and you wished you could read his mind. Were you smothering him again? You gulped when you made the sudden connection that those were the very words that made him freak out last time. 

Worried, you opened your mouth to say something else. You didn’t know what, but you needed to fix it before he distanced himself from you again.

“Jake?” Charles suddenly poked his head out of the bar, staring at the two of you. “It’s ready, you can come in now”

“What are you talking about?” You muttered, wondering if you had somehow stumbled upon some sort of police work. At least, that would explain Jake’s strange demeanor.

“You’ll see” Jake replied, taking a deep breath as he softly pulled you up.

Your heart began racing. Moving in a daze, you stood to your feet and looked at the two of them. Both Jake and Charles were smiling, sharing a look of rapport that somehow had a fondness to it.

Following after them, you finally stepped into the bar. As soon as you did, you pressed your hands against your mouth to suffocate a yelp. Everyone in there yelled ‘surprise!’ and welcomed you with bright faces and big smiles.

Trying to understand, now more than ever, you gazed around. Hanging from the ceiling was a big banner that read ‘you’re the best, Y/N’ and the entire bar was full of decorations. You could see your favorite colors everywhere. As well as that, the tables were filled with your favorite foods and drinks. Like that wasn’t enough, it was when you glanced back at the people there staring at you that you realized it wasn’t just the 99 there. All your friends were there, even some that you were sure you hadn’t introduced to Jake and the others yet.

“Surprise!” Jake grinned at you. “I realized how cool and sweet you are, how you’re always having those little gestures of yours and I wanted to do something for you for a change”

“It was my idea!” Charles intervened, beaming as he looked from him to you. His sudden change of mind seemed suspicious, but your mind was too busy with the actual party to think too much about that.

“Yeah, Boyle helped me figure out what I could do to thank you for everything”

Mouth agape, you turned to Jake. All you could do was gawk at him. A few hours ago you thought he hated you, or at the very least that he was very annoyed with you and needed some time away from you. Now, he was making a big display of his affection for you, with all the people you loved and all your favorite things. Even if he hadn’t put that much effort into it, the thought alone rattled you. The fact that he had gone out of his way to surprise you, to do something so beautiful for you…

“You” Was all you could mumble, trembling slightly as the sudden urge to cry reached you.

“I know, I know” Jake showed you a forced grin, opening his arms and readying for a hug. “I’m the best and you loved the surprise”

A part of you wanted to throw your arms around his neck and hug him tight, but the other part wanted to run away. After those awful those days, finally finding him and talking to him to only worry about him being sick to then him pulling that stunt...

It all become too much.

Only dedicating an apologetic gesture to all the people there, you ran out of the bar. Tears were already feeling your eyes, and your chest burned with a new sensation that felt like an extension of the love you had for Jake.

Astonished, you sat down in the sidewalk in a daze and tried to take everything in. To breathe, since it had suddenly become a little hard.

It all started making sense. Why Jake was so adamant on not letting you go inside the bar, why he was acting so weird...  Was he distracting you until everything was ready? So he wasn’t sick… and that moment you had shared when you thought he was...

“Y/N?” His voice startled you again, but you didn’t look his way.Turning your head, you wiped your tears in embarrassment.

A brief moment of stillness followed. After a bit of hesitance, Jake finally joined you in the sidewalk. When he did, that prior moment of sitting there with him seemed to linger with you, and you felt all those emotions you felt before, with one exception. While that fondness for him had doubled, so had your confusion mixed with some anger and frustration.

“We’re back here again” He joked, surely hoping he could break the ice that way.

None of you talked for a moment. None of you moved for several seconds either. The only change came from Jake, who sighed and put his leather jacket over your shoulders as you shrunk over yourself in a mixture of cold and shock. Even after that endearing gesture, you couldn’t bring yourself to say anything. That was, until Jake piped up again.

“Come on, Y/N…” There was no trace of his playful and joking tone anymore, replaced with a serious and slightly worried one. “Can you talk to me? At least say something”

You pursed your lips, finding that you couldn’t keep it all in anymore.

“No! You scared me!” You repeatedly punched him in the arm, punctuating each word with a new hit. “I thought you hated me and then you insist on staying with me and then you come up with this? I’m freaking out!”

“Ow, ow, okay! I can see that!” Jake took you by the wrists, putting an end to your attack. “I’m sorry!”

“Explain yourself, Peralta”

“You called me Peralta… am I in trouble, Y/N?”

“Jake...”

“I know, I messed up… it’s all my fault…” He realized he was still holding on to your wrists, so he immediately let go of you. For the first time, it angered you to miss his warm touch. “I know you’re mad at me, and the surprise only made you more angry. I see that now”

“What? No…” You finally turned to him, becoming flustered once more when you locked eyes. “That’s not why I ran away”

“Then why did you?”

“Because I was overwhelmed! A second before that I was tense and scared and worried, and the next I realize it was all a diversion to finish preparing a surprise party for me?”

“Rollercoaster of emotions, huh?” He smiled, but stopped doing so when he saw your expression of annoyance. “My bad...”

“I’m still mad at you!” Conveniently, you decided to leave out the part where you were profoundly relieved that everything was okay between you two. “You couldn’t have told me that everything was okay? Answer my calls or my texts?”

“I know, and I’m sorry!” Jake sighed, somehow in a similar way that he did when you thought he was sick. “I was just worried that if I talked to you, I would tell you and ruin the surprise, I was so excited about it! I could finally make you feel the way you’ve been making me feel all this time”

You tilted your head, watching him and considering if his words made up for it.

“Keep talking...”

“Look” Jake sighed, daring to gently rest his hand over yours. Whether he knew it or not, that greatly soothed your anger. “When you brought me food the other day, I just realized how much I care about you and how it made me feel and… I freaked out”

“How it made you feel?”

“I.. uh… well...”

“Jake?”

“There’s a small chance that I have.. feelings for you” He quickly said, letting go of your hand and timidly averting his gaze. “Like... I like like you”

“You like me?” Your expression of astonishment and confusion turned to an amused smugness. “You like me… you… like like me”

“I can’t help it! The way you always look after me, and you’re so sweet and so beautiful... and you’re super smart and fun and...”

“Jake...” You tilted your head, watching him in adoration.

“Stop looking at me like that, Y/N...”

“You like me...”

“Fine!” Jake suddenly erupted in loudness. “I’m so lost in love with you that I couldn’t even find my way with a map, happy?”

“Yes, I am” You chuckled, now overwhelmed with joy. “I’m just... surprised that you told me”

“That’s Boyle’s fault” Jake rolled his eyes, still avoiding your gaze. “The other day he told me that you probably liked me and I was already thinking the same thing”

“That’s why he was so nice to me today, and why he helped you prepare all that” You glanced at the bar, remembering about the party. Despite it all, you chuckled at Charles’ demeanor. “He realized I don’t want to take his spot as your best friend”

“No, he’s actually really excited about the thought of us together” Jake bit his lip, frowning with a vulnerable expression that made you even softer for him. “Just... pretend I didn’t say anything, okay?”

“What, why?”

“Because I know I haven’t been the best, and you’re probably still too overwhelmed to say anything in return” Jake clicking his tongue in annoyance to himself. “I don’t want to pressure you on top of all, you’ve been having a bad few days because of me and after confessing my feelings for you I understand that you’re not ready to-”

“Jake?”

“Yeah”

“Shut up”

Before he could object, you placed your hand on his nape and smashed your lips against his. You surprised even yourself with the impulsive movement. Jake even yelped against your mouth, but relaxed instantly after. His hand came to cup your cheek, and for the first time the contact didn’t feel shocking or flustering to you. It felt right, it felt comfortable and warm and magical.  

Your lips danced at the unison, filling you with more butterflies that you thought possible. It was a passionate but tender kiss, imbued with all those things you hadn’t told each other. You didn’t need words any more. Your answer and your reciprocal confession was written in the loving way you lingered. You could read his apology in the way he sweetly held you against him. You poured your forgiveness in the exchange, expressing relief and happiness and adoration only with your lips and with your hands on his neck and on his chest. He in turn reciprocated with his other hand falling on your hip, delicately squeezing to express his love.

Reminding you that there existed life outside of you and him, Jake breathlessly pulled away. You felt out of breath too. He happily chuckled, resting his forehead against yours.

“Wow… I’m light-headed again” He moved away to properly gaze into your eyes.

“Stupid” You chuckled at his joke, taking your hand off his neck but refusing to let go of his shirt. “You weren’t even sick”

“But I was dizzy” He gravely told you. “That’s what how you make me feel… i-in a good way, of course”

You grinned, so wide that your cheeks hurt. It seemed like the tables had turned and now he was the flustered one.

“C’mon, Peralta” You playfully said, taking his hand and standing to your feet, dragging him with you. “Let’s go inside to enjoy my party before you get too sappy”

“Too late, you’re the love of my life!” He exclaimed, even if he violently blushed after his outburst.

“You don’t have a middle point, do you?” You said, kissing his cheek to calm him.

Jake shrugged, following you into the bar. People were still waiting at Shaw’s, ready to get the party started once you returned.

Somehow, you were very tranquil now. Maybe it was the relief of knowing things were definitely okay with Jake. More than okay, in fact. Or maybe that rush of happiness, excitement and confidence was just how he made you feel.

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[thedive]

the red dwarf incident

i read this post and was immediately hit with inspiration for a ficlet lmao

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There were three examples of people that Jake Peralta trusted more than he trusted Ray Holt. The first, his wife - obviously. He trusted Amy above all people, like, probably ever. The second, his mother - she’d been there since the beginning, was a kickass nana, and made a mean banana nut bread. The third, Taylor Swift - she just got him. And besides... the restraining order was a huge misunderstanding.

That said - in the search for a babysitter, those three two (“Taylor Swift can’t watch our baby, Jake.”) people were out of commission; Karen was out of town for the weekend on a pottery retreat, and Amy obviously couldn’t watch Mac - she’d be with Jake, on their own trip out of town; a quick business retreat for a meeting that he understood to be very important to Amy.

“Holt’s not going because I’m going. We could see if Holt and Kevin want to Macsit for a night?” Amy suggested, and Jake nodded immediately. He loved when Holt watched their son - he always got the strangest feed-b, and boy, was it entertaining to watch Holt care for a quasi-toddler. “That’s a great idea,” Jake answered, and that was the end of the who’s going to watch Mac? dilemma. 

-

“Alright, he’s all set up. His diaper bag is next to his swaddle and I’m pretty sure I packed way too many bottles -”

“I can confirm. This is far too many bottles,” Holt said, taking a glance between the bag at his feet and Jake. Inside, there were about nine - true. Far too many bottles for a meager 28 hour trip. 

“Alright. But anyway, he should have everything. Do you need anything? Before I go?” Jake asked, flirting with the doorway. He’d been stepping in and out of it for almost twenty minutes now; he couldn’t help the fact that he was a bit nervous to leave Mac overnight, even though there was no one better fit to step in than his own father bother figure. “No, Jake, I have more than enough. I see you have even packed us a coloring book... from your own personal collection?” Holt asked, the left corner of his mouth leaning skyward.

“Ha-ha. I mean, it was mine, and then me and Amy had a baby, and now it’s - it doesn’t matter,” Jake responded, his own amusement working its way to his face via a crooked grin. “I did. He loves that thing. We go nuts with the crayola,” he bragged, crossing his arms with a satisfied smirk.

Holt began unpacking, laying aforementioned crayola crayons on the coffee table, the coloring book nearby. Mac wasted no time opening it, picking out a blank page to begin to scribble on; he was getting better at staying inside the lines, but used whatever colors he wanted, for the most part. There was a sun waiting to be colored nestled in the upper right corner of the page - Jake and Holt both remained in quiet awe as Mac began filling it in blue.

“Ah. In this world, Neptune can be viewed from the sky with the naked eye, I see,” Holt commented, his brows raised as he watched the toddler work. Mac was none the wiser to his commentary - he instead busied himself with staying within the lines as best he could, filling in his blue sun fully.

“What? No, it’s the sun. It’s just blue,” Jake said, squinting a little.

“No, not anymore. The little guy decided to change the sun right before our very eyes, it seems,” Holt mused, his own attention shifting down to a diligently at work Mac, busy turning his blue sun red. 

“So you admit it’s the sun,” Jake added, his lips splitting into a victorious smirk. Holt only rolled his eyes before returning their gaze right back to the tiny artist sitting before them both. 

“It was the sun,” he said, and it pained him to even admit that - the sun was not blue, plain and simple. “It’s now a red dwarf. And it has killed everyone in it’s solar system.”

Jake just blinked, brows furrowed as he looked between Ray and his son. Mac looked up, made eye contact with the both of them, and decided to simply nod, immediately resuming his activities. Jake smiled.

It was then that he realized it was going to be absolutely fine - there were no hands more capable for Macsitting than Raymond Holt’s.

#jake speaks #b99 ficlet #my writing #jake & holt #jake & mac #b99 hc #brooklyn nine-nine #brooklyn 99 #peraltiago #loosely #its implied whatevz #anyway heres this!!!!!! #jake peralta #mac peralta #raymond holt #amy santiago

[amydancepants-peralta]

jake/amy 12? please :)

12: Are we just going to stand around, talking about the weather?

"Whoa! Hold on, mister. We need to wait for Daddy."

Already ten feet down the sidewalk, their recently-turned-four son Mac stops in his tracks, spinning around at the sound of Amy's voice. She beckons him closer with a playful curl of her index finger, and he glances over at the walkway to the park - clearly, his intended target - before running back over to his mother.

Amy watches the smiling turtle face on the hood of Mac's raincoat bounce along with his steps (the green fabric almost swamping his tiny frame) and grins. It had been raining on and off all weekend, and while she and Jake had done their best to keep their son entertained, by Sunday afternoon he had definitely hit the wall. Taking a chance on the slight drizzle that looked to have settled in, they were on their way to the park a few blocks away, for some bundled up fun.

His yellow gumbooted feet come to a stop in front of Amy, and she squats down to squeeze his adorable face. "Thank you, hun. Daddy will be out in just a second, and then we can go see the duckies, okay?"

Mac nods excitedly, jumping up and down at the sheer joy of finally being outside (a day and a half, for a four year old, is pretty similar to eternity). "I can hear them, Mommy!"

Amy nods, glancing out to the street as the light pattering of rain persisted. She really wasn't sure that ducks were going to be there; but it was either the park, or the sewer to 'search for the turtles', and as far as she was concerned that really left only one option. She rises slowly, reaching for the umbrella still resting on the balustrade and offers it to her son. "Here, do you want to hold your 'brelly?"

He shakes his head no, tipping the upper half of his body back to catch a few raindrops with his tongue, and Amy sighs. Sometimes, he really is his father's son.

Giggling, Mac drops his head back down, and looks up at Amy as she wipes the remainder of rain off of his face. "Mommy? Why does it rain?"

Details of water cycles and precipitation run through Amy's mind, and she hesitates before answering. "Well ... rain is what happens when the clouds get too heavy."

"But .. why do they get heavy?"

Amy bites back a sigh. The but why question seemed to be echoing around their apartment lately, and while she loves Mac's curiosity, there were times that she longed for the days of questions with easy answers.

"Well ... there's this thing called evaporation -" she pauses as she hears the door to their apartment building click shut, and turns to watch Jake make his way down the steps, their 5 month old daughter Maya safely strapped to his chest.

"Alright, you two! Are we just going to stand around talking about the weather, or are we gonna go jump in some puddles?"

Instantly, Mac starts jumping up and down, his tiny hands curling into fists as he goes. "Puddles! Puddles!"

Peeking into the Baby Bjorn, Amy bends to leave a gentle kiss on Maya's head, and she gurgles in response. "Puddles? Sounds like you're volunteering for mud duty later, babe."

Jake laughs, wrapping one arm around Amy's shoulder as they fall into step behind Mac. "I just took care of this little one's diaper, Ames. Mud duty is nothing."

#flash fic prompt game #there's something about the thought of Mac in a turtle raincoat and ducky umbrella that just makes my heart go squish #b99 ficlet

[peralta-guaranteed]

“I kinda wish something could happen between us. Romantic stylez.”

Amy can’t stop staring at Jake. He’s never looked this serious in all the years she’s known him. Not during interrogations, not while testifying in court. He’s smiling, shy, nervous, but - so serious.

The words are echoing in her head as if they’ve been standing in silence for hours instead of the few seconds that have actually passed. Romantic Stylez. With Jake. Jake Peralta.

Jake likes her.

She’s with Teddy. Teddy likes her. She’s pretty sure she likes him too. But-

Jake likes her.

Amy’s heart has never beaten so fast, or hurt so much. And suddenly, thinking about Teddy is the last thing she wants to do.

“Anyway, gotta go. America needs me!”

The joke pulls her out of her reverie just as he walks past her to leave. Was he not expecting an answer? Had he given up before even finishing his sentence?

Or was she just too slow again, too oblivious?

She needs to answer him. Even if she doesn’t have one.

Or maybe she does?

“Jake!”

He stops without turning as she jogs after him, to the end of the street, and stands before him a little more breathless than she should be after that short distance.

“Ames?”

His voice is different. So quiet, and... scared, she thinks. He looks worried, actually.

He didn’t expect an answer, she realises.

But she has one to give.

His lips are cold, and so are hers, probably, after standing outside for so long. He stands still, almost tense, as she kisses him too carefully. Too timid. It’s - it doesn’t feel wrong, but it is. That’s not- not the answer she wants to give, and not the answer she wants to receive, either.

“Do it right.” She mumbles against his mouth while barely letting go.

“What?”

“Don’t just stand there, do it right.”

He looks almost shell-shocked as he stares at her, and she can’t really meet his eyes, but then something clicks. Something shifts, and his hand is in her hair, and he’s kissing her, really kissing her, soft and sweet and intense and perfectly right.

This. Amy thinks. This is how it’s supposed to feel.

Jake’s lips on hers, his hand in her hair, his breath on her cheek, his scent in her nose, his warmth in front of her begging her closer. This is it.

She doesn’t want to think about Teddy anymore, she doesn’t want to think about anything but this. But she has to. Because she’s Amy Santiago, rule-follower, straight A student, obedient and on the proper side of things, and kissing her colleague while her boyfriend probably sits at home waiting for a text from her is not any of those things.

(She’ll realise, not soon after, that she doesn’t care about any of those things anymore. Not when she goes home to Teddy’s voice message on her phone making her feel irritated. Not when she comes to work the next day staring at an empty desk in front of her. Not when this moment, this feeling, this everything, keeps replaying in her mind every second she’s not focussed on work. But right now, she still worries.)

Jake sighs softly as their kiss ends, his hand slowly dropping down even as their foreheads still press together and Amy can’t quite open her eyes yet.

“I can’t say No, and I can’t say Yes.” She says, while every fiber of her being screams Yes, screams Kiss him again, screams Don’t let him go.

“Mhm.” Jake hums in agreement while he’s still so close.

“I need to- I need time to think.”

“Well, you get a lot of it, I guess. I’m expecting a full powerpoint presentation when I get back.”

He jokes. He always jokes. But this one makes her heart ache even more, because it’s not really a joke, is it? He knows her. He really knows her.

“Get back.” She echoes. “Stay safe, and get back, please. So you can watch my presentation.”

He snorts that adorable little laughter he has sometimes, when she knows he feels a bit awkward or nervous.

“I’ll try.”

“No-”

“You know I can’t-”

“Jake.”

There’s another moment of silence, and if she thought he looked more serious than ever a few minutes ago, it’s nothing compared to the way his eyes shine right now.

“I promise.”

She kisses him, again, for just a split second, a short little peck that still has everything in her screaming for more. He smiles as she awkwardly pets his lapels, both of them fighting to get some distance inbetween without really wanting to.

“Gotta go. America needs you.”

He snorts again, and god, if he leans forward for another kiss she’ll-

but he doesn’t, because he knows her. He knows that repeating his joke is her way of giving him an out, giving them an out that they desperately need right now. So he just nods, grabs his little box of things that has landed on the hood of whatever car they’ve stopped next to, and walks on.

He turns his head two more times before he finally rounds a corner, and she’s there every time. Smiling.

She can wait.

#meine kritzelei #ficlet #fic #B99 #Brooklyn 99 #Peraltiago #Jake Peralta #Amy Santiago

[weshallbegolden]

omg drabble with david santiago's gf meeting amy??? ahhhh

MASTERLIST

Okay so I turned the drabble into a ficlet because there was no way for me to actually write a scene with just a hundred words, I tried and I wasn’t satisfied. anyway, I’m slowly working through my inbox, so don’t worry, I did not forget you. I’m also working on the NSFW alphabets that someone requested for Alvie and Usnavi. They be coming soon. Enjoy!

      You were nervous but at least you were not alone. David laid a reassuring hand on your thigh, a silent promise that everything was going to be fine. You relaxed in your seat as Jake and Amy joined you at the table. Introductions were made and the younger Santiago was quick to ask you many questions about you and David.

“How did you meet?”

“Oh, it’s going to sound stupid,” you warned. “But we met at the station.”

“At the station?” Jake raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Oh god, let me guess. You got arrested because you were involved in the murder of a mole man but you were actually innocent and it was all part of a plot from your stepmother to throw you off the track so that she could get your inheritance.”

    You blinked and then laughed.

“I wish it was like that, but no. My friend got harassed at her job by some coworker and she decided to go fill a complaint to the station and she asked me to come with her ‘cause she was scared.”

      You tilted your head toward your boyfriend. 

“David was the one who took the case.”

“And your number.” He added with a curl of his lips. 

“Not really professional.” Jake snorted. 

“Jake, you’re literally married to your coworker.” You replied.

“Fair point, fair point.”

“But yeah, he asked me out on a date and here we are.”

“How long have you been together?” Amy inquired.

“Amy, chill,” Jake chided. “You’re not in an interrogation room.”

“I know I’m not, I’m just… you know… looking after my brother.” She sweetly smiled but you didn’t know if it was genuine. 

    You nervously chuckled and slightly relaxed as David squeezed your thigh. You put your hand in his and intertwined your fingers, enjoying his presence as much as you could. 

“For four months.”

“A few months and you’re already meeting the family?” Jake raised his eyebrows. “Damn that’s brave, I could never.” 

    The conversation continued but you couldn’t help but feel out of place. You were just a teacher and the three at the table were literal heroes. You quickly lost your appetite as you listened to Amy. She seemed so wondrous, so perfect, and you wondered how you could ever dream to be a tiny bit like her. How long was it going to take for David to realise that you weren’t anything special like his sister? Like him?

“You’re okay, love?” David asked you, worried. 

    You blinked and gazed up, realizing that the three of them were looking at you. You blushed under their attention and profusely nodded. 

“Yeah, I just need to go to the bathroom,” you replied as you got up. “Excuse me.”

    Nice way to make a good impression, you thought, now they’re going to think that you’re weird and that you don’t deserve David. 

    Did they think that you already didn’t know that? Your boyfriend was literally too good to be true, sometimes you wondered if he was even real only to get a peck on the lips and a promise that he was very much real and very much with you. He never made you feel anything less than his equal yet whenever you would see him with his coworkers or other people you could feel the gap growing between the two of you.

“Is everything okay?”

      You gazed up to see Amy staring at you through the mirror.

“Yeah,” you sighed. “I’m just-” 

    You hated how easy it was for you to get overwhelmed. Had David been there, he could have calmed your right away with a gentle touch.

“What is it?”

“I’m just- stressed.”

“Because of what?”

“You.” You bluntly replied.

    She blinked and then crossed her arms.

“What do you mean?” She slightly frowned. 

“No, not like that,” you sighed. “It’s just that David speaks so highly of you and when I hear about what you’ve done I just feel…”

    Undermined. Useless. Weak.

“Like I’m not enough.” You admitted, tears prickling your eyes.

    Amy’s frown immediately disappeared and she gently put her hand on your shoulder. 

“Hey, I’ve seen the way David looks at you, you’re more than enough,” she assured. “You’re probably more than he deserves.”

    It made you slightly smile. 

“I feel like it’s impossible,” you said. “I feel like he’s just so perfect and that I could never do him justice, never compete.”

“I understand how you feel,” she carefully spoke. “I’ve always been competitive with my brothers and David has always been the best. It can get overwhelming as a sibling but you are his girlfriend, there’s no need for you to compete with him if you don’t feel like it.”

    You slightly relaxed at her words. 

“I don’t want to disappoint him, you know?” you said and she nodded. “I love him.” 

“He’s lucky to have you, Y/n,” she reminded you. “Not just the other way around.”

“You’re a good person, Amy.”

“We’ve got to stick together,” she chuckled. “Especially if you are to join the family.”

“Yeah.”

“I’ve been the only girl for too long.” She groaned and you laughed.

“Look what you became today, I think it’s a good thing.”

“Yeah, me too.”

    There was a pregnant pause before you remembered something.

“You know,” you said. “As a teacher, I’ve got to use a lot of binders and stuff and I never seem to get the right ones, you think you could help me with that?” 

    Amy looked at you as if you had hung the moon.

#david santiago #amy santiago #ask and you shall receive #david santiago x reader #lin manuel miranda #b99 #jake peralta #ficlet

[angelsfalling16]

i’m literally so bad at making decisions so for the kiss prompts: 46, 47, or 48!! i love your writing btw and i hope you start feeling motivated again soon ♥️♥️!! also congrats on coming out i know that’s hard and i’m really proud of you. okay that was a lot, i just have a lot to say so ajdnakas

Ahh, you are so kind, Nonnie. Thank you so much for this message 💙💙💙 I hope you like these!

#46: A lingering kiss before a long trip apart. (from this list)

Simon

“I don’t want you to go,” I whisper, grabbing the lapels of his coat and pulling him closer to me.

He smiles at me softly, wrapping his arms around me as he says, “I’ll only be gone for a couple of days. I’ll be back before you know it.”

“But I miss you already.”

He sighs, and I grip his coat tighter, pulling him closer and going up on my tiptoes so that I’m at eye level with him now.

“I love you.”

“I love you, too. Now, I really need to go, or I’m going to miss my flight.”

“Wait, one more thing.”

“Wh--mmf.”

I don’t let him finish before I’m kissing, sealing my lips to his in a deep kiss. I don’t want to ever let him go. I love him, and I love this. Being held by him and being the only thing on his mind.

I should pull away or he really will miss his flight, but I can’t. He doesn’t seem to be able to either as he holds me tighter and presses his lips more firmly against mine.

Then, the kiss begins to soften, but we still don’t stop. I don’t want to. I want him to stay and keep kissing me.

“Ugh,” Penny groans behind us, and I smile at Baz as I pull away from him.

“We’ll get a room when you get back,” I murmur in his ear.

#48: One person has to bend down in order to kiss their partner, who is standing on their tip-toes to reach their partner’s.

“You’re so short,” Baz murmurs for like the hundredth time today.

“I hate you,” I growl.

“No, you don’t,” He says, brushing his lips against mine.

“Yes, I do,” I say, but I can feel the corners of my mouth turning up.

“Even if I do this?” He asks, bending over to kiss me even though I’m already up on my toes.

“Mm. Maybe I hate you a little less if you do that.”

“Oh. I bet I can make you love me by the end of the night if that’s true.” He lifts me up and sets me on the counter, then he continues to kiss me so fervently that by the time he stops, I have forgotten my own name.

#asks #snowbaz #snowbaz ficlet #my writing #this took me an hour bc i was watching b99 #i blame caity #haha i'm kidding #i love this show #it's just very distracting #sorry! #thanks again for your very kind words anon #<3

[frankenjoly]

Almost there

jake/judy + kiss to “pretend”

In theory, the task was simple; after all, it wasn’t none of them’s first rodeo when it came to being undercover. In practice… well. Also in theory, kisses to keep said cover for blowing up into a million pieces were also simple and all. In practice… well.

Jake should have seen that coming, when it wasn’t the first kiss under the same conditions that ended up… backfiring? No, that wasn’t the way he would describe it, since it seemed to be both working and feeling good. More like… it had ended up with an unexpected bonus aka: it feeling good. And the craziest part of it all? It was with no one other than Doug Judy.

“Man, you never told me you kissed that good.” Speak of the devil, he was… well, speaking right then. “Which is gonna be good, ‘cause there they come again.”

Honestly? There may not have any need to actually repeat, and for all both of them knew, whoever was passing by right then might not even be their objective. But damn if that mattered in that moment, because he played along and kissed him again.

When everything was actually done, they probably should actually talk about it (luckily and funnily Jake already had a similar conversation with Amy, or nothing like that would have happened--), but right then… focusing on the kiss and on the task at hand was more than enough.

#jake x doug #jake peralta #doug judy #b99 #brooklyn nine nine #my stuff #clau stuff #ficlet #kiss prompts #bringing the kissus #i love these 2's dynamics and both of them have 2 hands what can i say

[freddieslater]

Rowing the Rarepair Rowboat: Sara Lance (DCTV) x Rosa Diaz (Brooklyn Nine Nine)

Requested by @wonderdoves

"Are you sure you can't stay?"

The question hangs in the air between them, pressed into Rosa's neck from where Sara's lips are gently brushing along it. She's patient, waiting.

After all, asking someone to just up and leave their life to come time travelling with you is... a loaded question. One that definitely needs some thinking about.

Sara lifts her head, chin perching on Rosa's shoulder. She watches her face, the hard to read expression as she just stares up at the ceiling.

"You know... if you ever got sick of it, we could drop you right back off where I picked you up last night."

A small smile creeps onto Rosa's face at that, and she makes a soft scoffing sound.

"Where you picked me up in your spaceship," she says, gentle laughter shaking her voice. "That has to be the worst pickup line, surely."

"Hey, at least I really did have a spaceship to show you when I asked," Sara protests jokingly, laughing along with her. "Although... it's really more of a timeship. And you've known that I captain it for a good year now, so less of a pickup line and more of a stay-the-night line?"

Rosa shakes her head. "That's the kind of ridiculous distinction I'm never gonna get used to."

"Well..." Sara shrugs, trailing her fingers along Rosa's arm. "I thought that, too, when I first joined. But eventually, it just became normal."

Rosa's quiet again. Slipping back into deep thought. Sara doesn't want to push, and she isn't going to. Some people can handle life on the waverider, and some people just can't.

"Hey, forget it, okay?" she says softly, with a smile. "This is working for us the way it is, and we--"

"One mission."

Sara stops, her mouth still open. She falters, staring at her, then repeats, "One--one mission?"

"On this weird space-time-tardis ship."

Rosa turns her head to look up at her at last. There's a glimmer of interest, wanting to see Sara's world for herself at last, outside of just being on the waverider when there's nothing going on.

"I will spend one more night here and go on one of your crazy time missions," she says. "But if I get killed by a dinosaur or some weird evil dictator, this relationship is really gonna have to be taken into some serious consideration."

Sara grins, nodding. "Yeah, okay. Makes sense to me."

"Good. Now come back, you moved too far away and I'm cold. Don't you have heating on this thing?"

"It's broken," Sara says, obliging and curling back to her side, pulling the sheets up a little further. "I think someone's fixing."

"You're the captain, don't you have control over who does what?"

"Ha. Funny. I may be the captain but they'll be damned if they care." Sara brushes it off with a halfhearted shrug. "I'll check with Gideon later. When it's not five in the morning. For now, we lie here in comfort and peace."

Rosa hums and shifts just enough towards Sara to tangle a leg with hers, her hand moving to brush a couple of strands of hair away from her face.

"Sounds like a good plan," she murmurs. "Let's see how long it lasts."

#lot #legends of tomorrow #b99 #sara lance #rosa diaz #brooklyn nine nine #lotedit #b99edit #sara x rosa #rosa x sara #rosara #moodboard #aesthetic #ficlet #drabble #rowing the rarepair rowboat #myedit* #this is such a good pairing hell yes #two of my favourite bicons #god they would be so badass together #also the middle image is them on the mission #but seriously!! I love!! #wonderdoves

[oceantail-oceantail]

sweaty palms and nervous laughter

Read on Ao3 here

Fandom: B99

Pairing: Jake/Amy

Middle School AU

Summary: 

Jake and Amy's first kiss.  Cool cool cool cool cool cool cool cool cool cool cool coollllll

Jake opened his arms nervously, “So, uh…do you wanna do it now?”

“Oh!” Amy squeaked, “right now?”

“Only if you want to do it,” Jake said quickly, “We don’t have too!”

“No! I do!” Amy reassured him. She rubbed her arms nervously. “Sorry, it’s just my first time, well...”

“Yeah same,” Jake said, digging his nails into his wrist, deep enough to leave little red crescents in his skin.

She reached over and tugged gently at his hand, “Don’t do that Jake,” she said worriedly. He instantly dropped his hands, wincing a little.

“Sorry,” he said, reaching up to scratch his head awkwardly, suddenly hyper aware of how close they were, standing face to face in the middle of Jake’s messy room. He had never been this close to her before, close enough to count every single eyelash framing her pretty brown eyes.

Suddenly, the anxiety that had settled in his stomach seemed to triple as they inched even closer together.

After a few seconds of staring at each other, Amy reached up to grab his shoulders and his startled cry of surprise dissipated when she gently pressed her lips against his.

His eyes closed automatically and he moved his lips cautiously, trying to mimic the kissing he’d seen on TV shows that he’d see Mom watch before.

His hands fluttered awkwardly in the air before settling on Amy’s back in a hug.

It was kinda wet, was his first thought. Objectively speaking, it probably wasn’t as hot as the kisses on the soap operas his mom watched, but he could feel his heart pounding in his chest, one part excitement and one part anxiety.

He was kissing Amy Santiago!

Amy moved a hand from his shoulder to his cheek and Jake could feel himself melt into the touch.

Hesitantly, he opened his mouth a little and poked out his tongue. Amy tensed in surprise and Jake immediately tried to retreat, but she tugged him closer and opened her mouth to stick out her tongue as well.

There wasn’t that much tongue. Jake could admit he thought it was still a little weird, so they kept it pretty chaste.

The kiss lasted maybe 10 seconds only, but Jake could have sworn it felt longer.

When they broke apart, Amy glanced up at the clock on Jake’s desk. “May 17th, 5:08,” she whispered.

“Huh?” Jake asked, still dazed from the kiss.

Amy flushed red, “Oh um, well, the time.”

“Nerd,” he said, pulling a face, though his own face was probably still bright red.

Amy shoved him and ducked her head, tucking her hair behind her ears with both hands. She seemed to do that a lot. Not that Jake was complaining; it was really cute.

“Sorry my hands were kinda clammy,” Jake said, wiping his hands on his jeans, laughing awkwardly.

“It’s okay,” she replied, eyes still bright with nervous energy. “That was... that was good right?”

“Really cool,” he said, “Super cool. Cool beans.”

At Amy’s slightly crestfallen face, he rushed to take her hand. “It was awesome, Ames,” he said, hoping his voice didn’t sound too high pitched. “Really it was. I’m serious.”

Amy brought her hands up to her flaming cheeks and smiled. “Okay,” she said.

She glanced back over at the poster that had been long abandoned on the table. “Do you want to get back to work?”

Jake grinned at her. “Nerd.”

She shoved him again.

#fanfic #b99 #jake peralta #amy santiago #brooklyn nine nine #fanfiction #short ficlet #celia writes #celia creates #first kisses are not hot #first kisses are awkward #this is REALISTIC DAMN IT

[yaboring-yabasic]

don’t want to ruin the mood

they simply laid there, tangled up in the sheets.

“wow,” jake whispered. “so we broke a rule.”

“we did,” amy breathed.

“any regrets?”

“not at all.”

“me neither. how have we never thought to do that before?”

amy smirked, “you were too busy being the immature dork who sat across from me at work.”

“touché.”

they turned to face each other. as they gazed into each other’s eyes they couldn’t help but smile. the two were hopelessly in love and have been for a while- even if they didn’t admit it until now.

amy confessed, “i really like you jake peralta.”

“i really like you too amy santiago.”

this could be the rest of their lives.

“i don’t want to ruin the mood, but i do need to put in my retainer.”

jake burst out laughing. “you still wear your retainer? better than that- you still have it?”

“of course! my orthodontist said to wear it every night.”

“yeah when you were in like eight grade,” jake teased.

“they put on my braces and made my retainer. they know what they’re doing!” she reasoned.

then amy opened her nightstand to fish out the case. she put it in and laid back down next to jake.

“you’re adorable,” he told her.

they fell asleep laying next to each other, as close together as possible.

#brooklyn 99 #jake peralta #amy santiago #peraltiago #b99 #ficlet #this is really bad #but i like the concept #brooklyn 99 fanfic #brooklyn 99 fanfiction #peraltiago fanfiction #ruin the mood #fluff #retainer