#boyfriend! jake peralta

[lenacosse]

In a world of boys, he’s a gentle man

pairings: Jake Peralta x female reader

warnings: Men being men. Angst with happy ending.

word count: 2.6k

summary: You’re having a hard time at work, things are stressing you out and you’re at a crossroad in your relationship with Jake but he’ll always fix his mistakes.

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The blaring of your obnoxious alarm fills your ears. Ripping you from your sleep for another day of work, another day of men undermining you, another day of unsolved crimes.

You reluctantly drag yourself out of your bed and get ready. To make matters worse you and your boyfriend Jake were fighting- you wanted him to move in but his fear of commitment made him laugh the topic off and diminish your feelings. You understood his issues, but it wasn’t fair. So you told him you needed space, and surprisingly he hasn’t contacted you yet. Not that you’re necessarily upset about that, you had mixed feelings.

You arrive to work at 9:12am. And there stands holt an eyebrow raised at you. You sigh and begin.

“I’m sorry sir. I got stuck in traffic.”

“So you’re the only one of my detectives late because of traffic, even though you live closest to the precinct.” Holt gives you a stern look and you just nod and walk into his office. He follows you in and shuts the door, you take a seat.

“I’m sorry captain. I don’t know what you expect me to say.”

“I appreciate the apology. But I’m worried about you (Y/L/N), you’re one of the finest detectives in the precinct yet you cannot unsolve simplest of cases?”

“I know. I just have a lot going on right now.”

“Well I’m sorry, but I’m going to have to take your cases and put you onto paperwork tasks. I understand it won’t help but it’s protocol.”

You just nod and exit his room, not looking where you’re going you walk right into Hitchcock who spills his coffee all over you. You take a long breath and look right at him. Violent outbursts weren’t your thing, but the stupidity of the situation is making it hard not to punch him in the face.

“Would you watch where you’re going!” You storm off into the women’s bathroom to dry your shirt off. A worried Amy follows you in.

“(Y/N)? Are you okay?” Amy asks, slowly moving towards you where you stand drying your coffee stained blouse.

You look at Amy and can’t help the tears that are filling your eyes. “I’m sorry i’m fine. It’s not big deal.”

Amy puts a hand on your arm, giving you a reassuring smile. “I know you’ve been stressed recently, and I’m sorry that your cases have been reassigned. But think of it as a break. Now you can have time to think.”

You nod and offer her a smile. Amy was undoubtedly your best friend, she had a way of understanding your feelings and you appreciated that more than you could explain.

“Thank you Ames. you’re amazing.” You and Amy share a hug before she leaves the bathroom. You dry your shirt by which time you’ve collected your thoughts. Allowing you to go back out there with a clear head and better intentions.

Walking back to your desk you get a few reluctant glances, you know it’s bad when people look at your like you’re Rosa. Half way through your first paper work task you get a short tap on your shoulder, you turn around to see Jake. He looks worn down, not as enthusiastic as usual. You would be lying if you said you didn’t feel a little bit bad, your aim was not to upset Jake when you said you wanted space, but to give yourself time to think. Which you haven’t even had a chance to do yet.

“I brought you a coffee.” Jake says, it was strange to see him so… calm? The main reason you agreed to go out with Jake was because he made you laugh. Because being with him was easy, you didn’t have to change yourself to be with him and that was all anyone could ask for. But the last few days he has been indifferent, you couldn’t help but blame yourself.

“Thank you.” You smile and take the coffee from his hands. Jake nods and starts to walk away, he glances back at you. Continues to walk, glances back again then walks back to you.

“Can.. we talk later? I know you want space but I hate this. I feel bad and it’s just..”

You cut him off with a sympathetic look. “Jake..” you begin, your tone flat.

“Yeah. sorry.” He walks away, this time not looking back.

You sigh and look to your left where Charles is sitting shaking his head and wiping his eyes. You furrow your brows at him and he takes that as an invite over. He walks over to your desk, his shoulders slumped.

“Can I help you Charles?”

“God. I’m so worried about you and jake. These last few days have been utter hell. I haven’t felt this helpless since Elenor and I divorced. I’m so upset I can’t even eat my stake tartare.”

“Maybe that’s for the best Charles, sounds absolutely disgusting.” You shake your head in disgust, “as for me and Jake we are grown adults and can sort it ourselves. Don’t stress.”

“That’s impossible! I’ll talk to Jake. I know how to solve the issue, a nurturing shower where he tenderly washes your hair with lavender shampoo.”

“Seriously?! Go back to your desk.” You shoo him away with your hand. Accepting defeat, sometimes you feel bad for dismissing Charles, but not today.

By lunch time you made a reasonable dent in your paperwork. You glance over to Jake, he’s doing paperwork too. But nothing is distracting him, not even the fact that captain Holt cracked a smile, at least someone’s in a good mood.

“Come on get your stuff we’re going to get lunch.” Rosa says standing in front of your desk with her arms crossed. Behind her is Gina.

“This doesn’t mean I care about you by the way girl. I need a break from my endless paperwork.”

You look over to Gina’s desk and roll your eyes, she had two files sitting there. “Wow I couldn’t imagine it. Is Amy coming?”

“It was her idea to bring you to lunch, then she got out her colour coordinated file of conflict resolution to help you lighten up. So I told her the wrong place, being around nerds is not what I need right now. Poor Amy sitting alone with nothing but her folder.” Gina shrugs.

You grab your jacket and go out with Gina and Rosa. You go to a cafe near the precinct, the cafe echoed with small talk and coffee pots brewing. It was peaceful compared to the loud precinct, the constant keyboard clicks and nonsense talk could of easily driven you mad.

“Damn I think you ruined Jake’s life, he’s a serious depresso these days.” Gina starts.

“I did not ruin his life. I needed space.”

“Why? Did his immaturity get the better of you?” Rosa questioned, you were slightly surprised at her input. Usually an outing with Rosa entails complete silence.

You sigh taking a sip of your drink. “I wanted us to move in together. He brushed it off saying there’s no need. So I told him I needed space from him and time to think, I feel bad sure but I don’t know what to do. It feels like he doesn’t love me enough to work through these issues.” You swallow back the lump in your throat.

“Mmkay well not to give you a compliment but Jake does love you.” Gina retorts. Rosa nods in agreement.

“You always try to get me to talk about my feelings, so take your own advice and go talk to him.” Rosa added.

“I don’t know what to say, we’ve been together for almost two years and it feels like we’re capped at the newly established relationship part.”

“I think that’s enough relationship talk. Who do you think we are, Amy Santiago? No.” Gina scoffed, as she did the food arrived. You sit with your friends eating lunch and listening to Gina talk about her upcoming dance competition and her love for Beyoncé.

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“Thanks for lunch.” You smile at Gina and Rosa as you sit back at your desk.

“Yeah whatever you’re welcome.” Rosa shrugs. You continue with your work, peacefully getting through your tasks with your mood peaking by the minute.

“(Y/N) can you give these files down to officer Smith?” Your sarge Terry asks, you get the files off his desk and get into the elevator to go downstairs.

It was no secret that the officers downstairs were dicks. They didn’t like you, especially officer Smith as you rejected him years ago. Ever since then he’s been making remarks about you attempting to piss you off, this has been applied to Jake as well because he is your boyfriend. Right after stepping out of the elevator you hear a wolf whistle coming from officer Smith. you roll your eyes and walk to his desk handing him the files.

“A present for me? You shouldn’t have.”

You ignore his words and explain the contents of the files, he doesn’t seem to be even paying attention but you didn’t care. That was until he piped up.

“How come you’re giving me files and not Gina?” You go to speak and he puts his finger to his mouth silencing you. “Don’t tell me the nine nine’s lousiest detective has been placed on desk duty.”

“It’s absolutely none of your business. But even so desk duty is much better than being stuck as a first rate officer for eight wasteful years.”

“Ah typical (Y/L/N) being a bitch when she gets her feelings hurt.”

“You’re pathetic. Don’t you get bored of being a dick?”

“You’re Goddamn insufferable. Just shut the fuck up and clear off.”

“Gladly. When you get off your ass for the first time today make sure to leave these files back.”

With that you walk away, but the cruel words that he shouted after had you clenching your fists and unwillingly crying in the elevator. That man knew how to get under your skin and you hated him with a burning passion. As you walk out of the elevator you wipe your eyes trying to mask the fact you’ve been embarrassingly crying. And once again you collide with someone. Their hands steady you by grabbing your shoulders. You sigh and look up, seeing Jake with a concerned look plastered on his face.

“Are you crying?”

“No.” You scoff as if you’re offended by the accusation.

“What happened?”

“Just Officer Smith being a dick.” You mumble.

His thumb lightly brushes a stray tear from your eye, you unwillingly melt into his touch, it’s warm and makes you feel safe.

“Whatever he said to you is irrelevant. He’s the biggest jerk ever. Don’t stoop down to his level and listen to what he has to say. You’re worth so much more than that.”

“Thank you Jake.” You run your thumb over his knuckles, a soft smile apparent on your face. Jake squeezed your hand three times, and you return the gesture. His face immediately brightens up, your eyes meet and you find yourself getting lost in his.

You hear a clearing of a throat, you look to your side seeing captain Holt stood with him arms crossed. You immediately drop Jake’s hand and he lets go of your shoulder. You both go back to your own desks. Today has made you realise talking to Jake is the best solution, it was only making you both miserable being apart. So you write him a note reading: ‘want to come over later?’ You throw it at him and it hits him in the head.

You watch his reaction to reading it. He scribbles something back on the page and throws it in your direction, but unluckily it hits Holt right in the face as he walks past your desk. You watch Jake’s eyes widen like a deer in headlights as he quickly looks down and pretends to be writing.

“Who on earth threw that?!” Holt rages. Everyone looks up from their desks yet no one takes accountability. Holt picks up the paper and reads it out. “Want to come over later? As long as we can watch die hard. (Ps. that shirt you’re wearing looks hot af)”

Your face turns a deep crimson as you look down at your desk, refusing eye contact. Everyone is quiet, mostly likely mentally scarred by the note. until Charles pipes up.

“WOOHOO!” He yells. “my dream couple are back. Did take my advice Jakey?”

“No Charles. I did not spoon feed her duck soup!”

“Gosh it’s a miracle things worked out.” Charles replied. You look over to Amy who looks just as disgusted as you from Charles’ statement.

“You two my office. Now.” Holt says whilst walking back to his office.

Jake follows behind you into Holt’s office, you both take a seat as does Holt. He does not look happy, or so you assume. He was difficult to read.

“Today started wonderfully. Everyone had work done. I even cracked a smile.” Holt starts. “However you two acting like teenagers is ridiculous! Throwing notes to each other like you’re in middle school?”

“(Y/L/N) started it.” Jake shakes his head in dismay. “She’s such a child.”

“Shut up Peralta.” You smack his arm, making him pull a classic face at you. You roll your eyes and cross you arms looking back at your captain.

“If you two can’t act mature then I’ll have to come up with a plan to keep you apart.”

You both mutter a sorry and he dismisses you. Of course the second you step out of his office you look at Jake and the both of you burst out laughing.

“What did I just say!” Holt shouts out, you both stop laughing and immediately go back to your desks.

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Your door knocked and you went to answer it. standing there is Jake with flowers, a tiny teddy bear and a bag full of snacks. You smile and let him in, letting him know the pizza is on its way.

“For you my lady.” Jake says in a God awful posh accent. You take the flowers and other things from him. You find yourself blushing at the thought of him buying you these things.

“Well aren’t you just a gentleman.” You kiss his cheek, he takes your chin in his hand and moves your face to look at him. Your foreheads touch and he leans in to kiss you, the kiss is tender and loving. You run your free hand through his hair and slowly pull back.

“I’m sorry for not taking things seriously.”

“It’s okay.”

“No I was being an idiot. I love what we have, and of course I want to move in with you. But that freaked me out and I was unfair. I want you to know that I would do anything for you. I want this for us, I want to come home with you every night, I want to wake up next to you every morning. I’m serious about you, I should have just told you that from the start. but I messed things up and to think that I almost ruined us-“

You shut him up by kissing him, you feel his smile against your lips. His hands go to your hips pulling you closer. You slowly pull away and he pulls you into a hug. The scent his cologne fades all the worries and doubts, it was simple. Jake was the only possible person you ever wanted to be with, and things would work out because you both were dedicated to making it work.

“Thank you.” You slowly pull back and stroke his cheek with your thumb.

“Okay I’m glad that worked out because I already sold my apartment.”

You roll your eyes. “Of course you did.” You tease.

The pizza arrives and the two of you lay on your couch together, eating pizza and watching die hard for the thousandth time. At this point you swear you could recite the script. But if it makes Jake happy then it makes you happy.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

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[starrisontheone]

HE'S DRESSING LIKE JAKE PERALTA 😭😭😭😭😭

#jake peralta #harry styles boyfriend material #harry styles #peralta #brooklyn 99 #b99 cast #b99 #one direction #oned

[veryberryjelly]

gone to shit

pairing : jake peralta x fem!reader

prompt : "can i have one more hug?" "aw, babe you don't have to ask, c'mere..."

𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

your day had been going too well for it to continue.

you had gotten to your local coffee shop before it got too busy, gotten up to the bullpen without getting catcalled by some jackass outside and you and your boyfriend were the only ones in the office which was nice.

it was quiet and the first 30 minutes your day was spent sat opposite jake just talking until your friends and colleagues filtered in through the elevator.

and then everything came crashing down.

multiple people in the holding cell caused the bullpen to be filled with noise which was unsettling.

the coffee you had gotten this morning spilled over your desk and your lap.

your phone had died half way through a conversation with your sister and you knew she wouldn't appreciate it seeming like you hung up on her.

and you had misfiled some evidence and had to talk to holt to fix it.

you hoped he would be in a good mood so this wouldn't end up with you getting reamed out.

unfortunately that was not the case.

while he didnt yell you could sense the annoyance & slight disappointment in his tone as he told you do leave so he could deal with it.

and you did leave.

but instead of heading back to your desk you went to the evidence lock up, heading towards the back corner and sinking down onto the floor, the cool surface bringing you out of your head very slightly.

but it wasnt enough to stop the hot burning tears from falling from your eyes.

this wasnt something you should be getting so upset about, there were people in the world that had it a lot worse than you and here you were crying over the tiniest things.

just because they had happened in quick succession it felt so overwhelming.

you were way too in your own head to notice your name being called quietly into the room.

it was only when you saw a set of shoes infront of you that your attention was pulled from the spiralling thoughts in your head.

your hands instantly lifted to wipe at your cheeks to try and pass it off like you weren't crying.

" woah woah, hey. what's wrong, babe? "

the sound of jake's voice did not relax you as much as usual.

you shook your head, trying to shake off this awful tightness in your chest but that did nothing to calm jake's worry.

he crouched down beside you momentarily before sitting down next to you, knowing that his gaze on you could overwhelm you even further.

his arm dropped to around your shoulders and your head instantly dropped down onto the soft fabric of his hoodie.

" you wanna tell me why you're hiding in the evidence lock up ?" he asked, his fingertips running over the fabric of your shirt.

" everything was just going so well this morning and then i spilled my coffee, the holding cell is so full of jackasses, my phone died and then i misfiled some evidence... it all just went to shit "

his small motions on your shoulder were calming you slightly but not by much, your shoulders were still shaking and you couldnt bring yourself to take a full breath.

jake didn't reply for a few moments but his fingertips kept tracing shapes over your shoulder.

" ok, well these are all easy fixes. rosa has a charger in her desk she'll let you use, the holding cell is thinning out really quickly and you left a spare pair of jeans at my apartment a couple days ago and i brought them to give back to you, so you can change into those. "

how he managed to solve all of your problems so quickly you'll never know, but you were just so grateful.

you turned your body further into his, smiling softly when he wrapped his arm tighter around you and pressed a short kiss onto the top of your head.

" thank you "

" you're welcome, babe " he said quietly.

both of you remained sat on the floor of the evidence lock up for a couple more minutes before jake moved to stand and lead both of you back to the bullpen.

before he could take you outside you pulled him back by his hand, a soft and playful pout resting on your lips.

"can i have one more hug?" you asked, tilting your head back to look up at him.

a grin spread across his face.

"aw, babe you don't have to ask, c'mere..."

you quickly closed the two feet between the two of you and wrapped your arms around his torso, your head buried against his chest.

another 5 minutes were spent surrounded by weapons in boxes just hugging your boyfriend.

but when you returned to the bullpen, everything seemed a little bit better

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[just-existng]

There is just something about the dynamic of thinker-girlfriend and feeler-boyfriend that is unmatched

-Annabeth Chase and Percy Jackson

-Amy Santiago and Jake Peralta

-Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley

-Pippa Fitz-Amobi and Ravi Singh

-Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark

-Amy March and Laurie

-Aalya Caesar and Nino Lahiffe

Need I go on ??

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[ateotd-izzy]

how you get the girl | jake peralta x fem!reader

summary: 6 months after your breakup, on a rainy night, jake turns up on your doorstep.

warnings: some swearing, kissing, nothing that big of a deal

taglist: @brvceyamada

☾

stand there like a ghost shaking from the rain

you were sat on your couch. all the lights were off and you had a movie playing on the tv while you were curled on the couch and listening to the rain.

it was basically a perfect night.

then there was a knock at your door.

it was late. you checked your phone to see the time, 11:38 pm, and got up with a groan.

why was someone at your door this late at night?

she’ll open up the door and say, ‘are you insane?’

you unlocked the front door and once you pulled it open you found your ex-boyfriend, jake peralta, standing on your porch.

he was soaking wet, his hair sticking to his forehead and his clothes drenched, from the rain.

“jake, what are you doing here?” you asked, taking in his appearance. “it’s the middle of the night and it’s pouring! are you insane?”

say it’s been a long six months

“maybe.” he replied before going quiet again and staring at you. “it’s been… a long six months.”

“really, jake?” you sighed.

you had seen him almost every single day since he broke up with you due to the fact that you worked together.

“are you drunk or something?”

“no! no— i…” he sighed. “i just…”

and you were too afraid to tell her what you want

“i was… afraid.” jake paused. “of telling you the truth.”

“what do you mean?”

“i mean the truth about how i felt about our relationship. i was too scared to tell you what i really wanted.”

“i’m so confused right now.” your eyes flitted around his face.

and that’s how it works

“just… come inside, peralta. it’s raining.” you grabbed him by the sleeve of his leather jacket and pulled him into your house.

“it’s been a while since i’ve been here.” jake said, looking around at the house that hasn’t really changed in the six months since he had dumped you.

that’s how you get the girl

“okay, jake, just… can you please explain what you’re doing here?” you asked. “this is totally random, and i’d like to know what you’re doing and why.”

jake’s mouth went dry and he stopped looking up at the ceiling. his eyes stopped on you.

and then, you say

“okay.” jake took a deep breath. “here it goes.”

“here what goes?” you asked.

i want you for worse or for better

“i want you.” jake paused. “for worse or for better.”

you raised your eyebrows in surprise for a moment before staring at him with a blank look.

i would wait forever and ever

“and, look, i would wait forever and ever.” jake said.

“you’re joking, right?” you asked, one hand still on the handle to your front door. “you can’t possibly be serious.”

broke your heart, i’ll put it back together

“y/n, i know i broke your heart.” jake sighed and looked up from his shoes and took one step closer to you. “but i’ll put it back together.”

you narrowed your eyes at him for two reasons. one, in disbelief, and two, because something about the whole situation was familiar.

i would wait forever and ever

“again, i would wait forever. and ever.” jake mumbled and the two of you stood in your entryway, a few feet away from each other.

“jake, you have got to be kidding me.” you sighed and walked past him and back into the living room, where your movie was now paused on the tv.

and that’s how it works

“what do you mean?” he asked, following you into the room.

“i mean you turning up at my house in the middle of the night talking like a crazy person.”

“a person… crazy in love.” jake said with a wide smile, which he dropped after he saw your disappointed stare. “no? okay.”

that’s how you get the girl

“jake, what is up with you?” you questioned him. “why are you here and why are you saying all this stuff?”

he walked past you and sat down on your couch, still wet.

“off the couch.” you ordered and he got up quickly.

“sorry.” he slowly made his way around the room before stopping in front of a shelf.

remind her how it used to be

he picked up a framed photo off of it and turned to look at you. “you’ve still got these up?”

you shrugged, crossing your arms and holding your robe tight. “yeah.”

“do you remember the day we took this?” he asked.

the picture he held was a selfie he had taken when the two of you were on a date after finishing a big case.

he has caught the exact moment you kissed his cheek.

with pictures in frames of kisses on cheeks

“mhm.” you didn’t want to say much. you didn’t like him being in your house, despite being the one who let him in. “right after we solved the mason murder case you took me out on that date.”

jake chuckled to himself and put the frame down. “yeah.”

the two of you had gone out for dinner, but then abandoned all plans for being in the outside world and decided to watch movies in jake’s apartment.

that same night, he told you that he loved you for the very first time.

tell her how you must’ve lost your mind

jake turned to look at you again.

he didn’t care if you were staring at him with a look that was a mix of both disapproval and disappointment, or that you clearly did not want him to be there.

jake’s eyes travelled from your eyes down your body and back to your face. he thought you looked beautiful.

“y/n, i swear, i must’ve lost my mind.” he forced out a very awkward chuckle, which he masked with a cough. “i did something so stupid, even for me.”

when you left her all alone, and never told her why

“which was?”

“dumping you. and not even telling you why.”

he did that.

six months earlier jake had come up to you at work and asked to talk to you privately.

and that’s how it works

“hey, babe, can i talk to you in private for one second?” jake had appeared at your side mid-conversation with rosa.

“oh, yeah, one sec.” you smiled and he nodded. jake started walking away and you told rosa you’d be right back before following jake.

the two of you soon ended up in the evidence room.

“what’s up?” you asked once the two of you were in the room with the door closed.

jake went silent in front of you. he seemed to freeze up.

“jake? you okay?”

“hmm? oh, yeah, totally, all good.” jake chuckled and cleared his throat. “but, um, anyway. so what i wanted to talk to you about was… i want…”

jake trailed off and stared you in the eyes. you waited for him to go on, giving him a weird look and he shook his head.

“i wanna break up!” jake basically spewed the words out as he yelled them loudly at you. “yup. that’s it. i want to break up… with you…”

jake nodded and turned on his heel, speeding out of the room.

that’s how you lost the girl

“i messed up. big time.”

“really?” you pretended to be surprised. “wow, i had no idea!”

jake stared back blankly. “okay. i get it.”

“do you, jake?” you asked. “because you turning up here and thinking i’d be okay with that tells me that maybe you don’t really get it.”

and now, you say

“no, i do.” he sighed. “i came here because i’ve been thinking. like, really thinking.”

you stared at him expectantly.

“i wanted to apologize.”

“after six months?” you almost laughed. “that’s half a year, jake.”

i want you for worse or for better

“i know.” jake buried his face in his hands. “but i swear, i’ve been thinking about this for… yeah, for literally the entire six months.”

“and what is this thing you’ve been thinking about?”

“i knew i had messed up immediately, and i freaked out and that’s why i ran away.”

you raised your eyebrows. “you messed up so you ran away instead of… talking about it like adults?”

i would wait forever and ever

“well, i did talk about it with charles.” jake said.

“i meant talk about it with me.” you stated. “as in the girl you broke up with without any explanation or another word that wasn’t work related for six months until you show up on her doorstep unannounced in the middle of the night when there’s a storm outside.”

as if on cue, thunder cracked outside.

“okay, keep it down, storm. we’re trying to have a conversation in here.” jake seemed to shout at your ceiling before looking at you with an amused smile.

broke your heart, i’ll put it back together

“okay, look,” he sighed. “i’ll be real with you right now. i want you back. i want us to be together again and i would literally wait forever and ever.”

“so you’ve said.” you nodded slightly, taking acknowledgment of the fact that jake’s hair had dried and had started to curl on top of his head.

not that you were looking at his hair. you were only listening to what he had to say.

you were totally over him.

“jake, i’ve finally… moved on. i’m over it.” you lied. “why did you decide to come here tonight?”

i would wait forever and ever

“because i still love you.” he stated. “and i never stopped loving you because i never wanted to break up in the first place.”

“then why did you break up with me?” you questioned him. “at work of all places, too. for all of our friends to find out immediately? for them to practically baby me for the next month until i finally snapped at them to stop? because that’s what happened.”

“because…”

and that’s how it works

he sighed. “god, why does this have to be so hard?”

“‘god, why does this have to be so hard?’ title of your sex tape.” you said, practically on instinct, before awkwardly coughing at the sight of his smile.

jake didn’t say anything for a moment after that. he just stared at you with that beautifully stupid smile on his stupidly beautiful face.

that’s how you get the girl

“you were saying?”

“right.” jake nodded and cleared his throat. “um… i didn’t want to break up with you. i just freaked out because i couldn’t say what i wanted to say and then started overthinking everything in my head.”

“what were you going to say?” you asked. “you know, before you broke up with me.”

“i was, um… i was gonna suggest that, uh, i…” jake sighed. “i was gonna ask what your thoughts would be on me moving in with you here.”

he gestured around himself to the house the two of you stood in.

and that’s how it works

“i really do love you, y/n. i just… it was just such a big… thing.” jake cursed at himself under his breath. “it was a huge thing and, like, i worried that maybe i was going too fast or that you’d say no and crush my heart so…”

“so you just crushed my heart first to prevent any possible damage to yourself.”

“yup. i’m such an idiot.”

“yeah, you are.”

that’s how you get the girl

“look, i’m sorry for turning up here.” jake apologized and started walking towards the front door again. “i’ll just go and we can pretend none of this happened and go back to not talking to each other.”

“what if i don’t want that.” you spoke and jake turned to look at you.

“what?”

“i mean… it’s raining outside.” nice save. “you don’t want to get sick or anything.”

and you know

“oh, right.” he moved away from the door a little. “smort. i mean, smart thinking, y/n.”

you nodded.

he then looked over at the tv. “die hard?”

you shrugged. “yeah. i was bored and lonely, so…”

“i get it.” he nodded.

“you can, um, watch it with me if you want.” you offered awkwardly. “i mean, it is your favourite movie of all time.”

jake smiled at you. “yeah, okay.”

“then maybe we can talk more about…” you gestured around at him. “this whole thing.”

that i don’t want you to go

the two of you sat down on the couch, but you didn’t put the movie back on. instead the two of you sat quietly.

“what made you decide to come here tonight? i mean, after six whole months?” you asked, breaking the silence.

“i don’t know. i was just in my apartment and listening to music… then i decided i couldn’t deal with us not being together anymore.”

remind me how it used to be

“for months… i don’t know why i didn’t do anything. i guess, i was scared?” he looked at you before laughing. “what am i saying? this is so dumb. whatever.”

“jake…”

“no, i sound ridiculously stupid. i broke up with you.” he rubbed his face. “i shouldn’t be acting like i was the one who was hurt.”

“at least you’re self-aware.” you mumbled before leaning back in your seat.

“y/n…” he reached out and took one of your hands in his. “i’m so sorry. for everything. for dumping you with no explanation, then acting as if nothing happened at all.”

with pictures in frames of kisses on cheeks

“why didn’t you just… explain to me you didn’t really want to break up right after it happened? or at least in the same day?” you asked.

“because… i kind of just assumed this was what you wanted.” jake gestured between the two of you. “you’re way too good for me. i mean, you’re smart, you’re funny, you’re an amazing detective, plus you’re super hot. i just guessed you didn’t really… i mean, look at me.”

“jacob peralta, you are such an idiot sometimes.” you deadpanned and he winced. “but, you do know that you’re also really smart, right? you’re one of the best detectives i know. you’re funny and you’re also super hot.”

“okay, i know you’re trying to make me feel better and this is the worst time to say this, but you feeding my ego and talking in that sexy voice is really turning me on.”

“oh, shut up.”

and say you want me

the silence between you returned for a moment before jake spoke again.

“y/n, i want you back.”

a part of you didn’t want to take him back. he had made you feel terrible for months and quite literally had broken your heart.

but on the other hand…

“jake…” you started and he met your eyes, looking almost desperate.

and then you say

then it clicked in your head. why the things he had been saying seemed to familiar to you.

“oh, my god. jacob peralta you did not.” you hit his arm and he gave you a confused look.

“what?”

i want you for worse or for better

“i want you for worse or for better.” you spoke in a song-like tune and a small smile tugged on jake’s lips.

i would wait forever and ever

“i would wait forever and ever.” you chuckled and shook your head.

the way he smiled at you at that moment made your stomach flip.

broke your heart, i’ll put it back together

“broke your heart, i’ll put it back together.” you glared playfully. “i would wait forever and ever.”

i want you forever and ever

“i want you forever and ever.” jake replaced the line you sang with one later in the song, his face inching closer to yours.

“and that’s how it works, that’s how you get the girl.” you shook your head again in disbelief. “you really followed the steps from the song?”

jake shrugged, your lips almost touching. “did it work?”

“maybe.”

and that’s how it works, that’s how you get the girl

you leaned forward and connected your lips with his.

jake’s hands held onto your hips while your hands ran up his chest and to his shoulders.

when you pulled apart, you smiled curiously and asked him, “when did you plan this, jake?”

“obviously it took months and months of planning to get it perfect.” he said and you gave him a look. “i didn’t plan it, i got the idea, like, five minutes before i left to come here.”

and that’s how it works, that’s how you get the girl

“you came here with no plan except for the lyrics to a taylor swift song?”

“i had faith. she’s a genius, i trusted her.”

you laughed and so did he before connecting your lips in another kiss.

“charles is gonna lose his shit when he hears about this.”

“how would he know if you don’t tell him?” you questioned.

“oh, he has some kind of sixth sense about this stuff.” jake stated.

“what stuff?”

“us. together.”

and that’s how it works, that’s how you get the girl

you paused. “you want us to be together again?”

jake’s mouth was parted slightly and he nodded in the dead silence of the room. “so badly.”

he connected his hand with yours and leaned closer.

“would you give me another chance? please?”

“are you gonna actually communicate with me and tell me how you feel instead of breaking up with me this time?”

jake’s hands held the sides of your face. “i promise. i’ve felt so horrible for the last 6 months and i swear i will never hurt you like that again.”

and that’s how it works, that’s how you get the girl

there was a quiet moment between the two of you.

“so, y/n l/n…” jake took a deep breath. “will you give me another chance and be my girlfriend again?”

and that’s how it works

“jake peralta, you’re one lucky son of a bitch.” you said before quickly adding, “i don’t mean that, i love your mom. she’s really great.”

he chuckled. “don’t worry about it.”

then he leaned forward and kissed you again.

that’s how you get the girl

a/n: so this is something and idk how i feel about it but i love jake so here’s this

#jake peralta #jake peralta x reader #brooklyn 99 #andy samberg #brooklyn 99 x reader #amy santiago #charles boyle #gina linetti #captain holt #taylor swift #rosa diaz #terry jeffords

[anathemaloren]

can you make a fic where jake peralta is a girl dad?? he would be such a good girl dad too 😭😭 learning to do different hairstyles just for her, playing with her dolls, etc.

his daughter would totally be a mini amy though

Learning takes time

Jake Peralta x f!reader - fluff with a hint of angst

★ Summary: Jake Peralta becomes a girl dad, and he has to learn something new every step of the way.

★ Word count: 3.8k (I always think I write WAY more than I do)

★ Proofread: no :)

★ Warnings: cutie patooties being cuie patooties? and english is not my first language and the timeline is weird at some point

★ Note: Anon this is so good I'm LIVING for jake peralta as a girl's dad! And I know you said Amy but I didn't realized that until like halfway writing this but I hope is not too bad anyways. Also some parts are based on my boyfriend's little brother and my baby cousin so shot out to them.

★ In The Beggining ★

When Jake became a dad he couldn't believe his eyes. The beautiful baby he held in his hands was HIS, she had a part of him in her. Like, DNA or somethign. And she was adorable. She definitely took a lot from her mother, who was now resting after 49 hours of delivery. Y/n has said the moment she held her that she was definitely going to take after him, fighting like she had been for staying near Y/n for a bit more. Jake knew she was joking but who was he kidding, his wife was so right. But now the baby was here. The baby. The small, little, minuscule person he had been waiting for for the last 8 months, since they foud out Y/n was pregnant after she refused to eat popcorn because they had been upsetting her stomach lately. It was Jake who had figures out what happened, realizing his wife would never turn down popcorn and that she hadn't had her period that month. And them BOOM! She's pregnant, 8 months go by in a flash and now he is holding her. Wow. He snuggled a little bit closer to her although he knew it was becoming impossible to be nearer, but it felt like heaven. A piece of heaven at least. She definitely was an angel. His girl. His girls, because Y/n was starting to be awake and spoke with a rough voice of screaming so much the past 2 days.

'Hello love' Jake said with a blinding smile on his face. 'Hi, handsome' she said smiling, tired but happy. Jake got close to the bed and sat on it, handing the little bundle of love to Y/n. She looked at the baby with the same affection and adoration as Jake, but then she seemed to remember something and looked at him, looking a little bit stressed. 'Jake' she called him, gaining his attention and making him stop looking at the baby. 'Yep?' he asked tentatively, worried about the look on his wife's face. 'We haven't chosen a name for her yet!' she exclaimed whispering at the same time, and Jake seemed to realized that too. 'Oh, shoot!' he said while she just nodded along 'We really have to!' he continued. 'You don't say!' Y/n retorted. They both looked down at the small person in Y/n's arms. 'How could we forget something so important?' she asked. 'I have no clue. Who even forgets putting a name to their daughter?' he moaned.

To be fair, they had been looking for a name since the day they foud out they were having a daughter, but nothing had shined as the perfect name. 'Maybe now that we see her face we can think of something' he proposed, and Y/n just looked at him sourly 'What? What did I say?' he asked then. 'Jake darling the problem isn't not having ideas, is having a good one and actually agreeing in one for once!' she said, half scolding him for the names he had suggested the past few months. 'The names I said weren't that bad' he defended himself. 'Should I remind you that you wanted to name our daughter Johanna after McClain?' she told him 'It's brilliant!' Jake exclaimed. 'Jake we are not going to name our daughter after a guy doing thingies in a building on Christmas!' she exclaimed back. 'Hey, take that back! I never said anything when you suggested Beth because of Little Women!' he retorted. 'Maybe because that's a sensible name' she argumented, finishing off the conversation saying 'Maybe now that we can see her we can think of a name' she said, and they both turned to look at the sleeping baby.

'She's cute' he said. 'Of course she's cute, she's ours' she turned to look at him smiling, and a lightbulb seemed to appear above Jake's head. 'That's it! he said, happily. 'What's it?' Y/n asked, confused about her husband's behaviour. 'Adelaide' he stated. A few seconds of silence were followed by a 'what??' coming out of Y/n's mouth. 'Think about it, I'm a genius!' Jake continued, starting to pace around the room like he was solving a vital case 'We've always talked about wanting to go to Adelaide, and it was where went for our honeymoon. Plus, is not too long because we can call her Addie but it would still sound good in a professional setting when she grows up! It's perfect!' he sentenced. Y/n pondered the information about a few seconds that felt like hours for Jake, who wanted his wife agreement on that. 'Okay, you ARE a genius' Y/n said after the everlasting silence. Jake bounced a bit before going back to the hospital bed, where he looked at his baby and at his wife, who was focused on her baby with a satisfied look on her face. 'Adelaide' he said, looking at the little girl fondly. 'Addie... damn it does sound good' Y/n said, also trying out the name. And after a moment of tranquility, peace and quiet, Y/n looked at Jake again and talked again 'you do know we still need a second name right?' All Jake coul do was groan a bit while Y/n laughed at the defeated attitude of her husband. There were going to be some difficult years for Jake.

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★ First times ★

Life as a father had challenged Jake in ways he couldn't imagine. Changing diapers had probably traumatized him forever, and he learnt that bathing a baby was not too far from just bathing himself, especially when Addie started becoming more aware of her surroundings and she started splashing everywhere and Y/n and Jake were wet from head to toe after giving her a bath. But the worst for Jake hadn't been the diapers or the first times eating new foods where Addie decided to just throw food absolutely everywhere, no - the worst were the first steps.

Jake knew he was supossed to be excited about his daughter's first steps. And the first ones were no problem - she stumbled a bit and fell about a million times and then cried for about 20 minutes before settling down, but that wasn't out of the usual and him and Y/n were over the moon - the problem came when she dominated the art of walking, and then the practice of running.

Every time they let her out of the trolley in the park, Jake had sore knees from chasing her around. She would just run and run until she tripped or slipped and then she ended up on the floor. And there were times in which she just stood up and Jake had to chase her again. But there were others in which she would truly hurt herself, and then Jake became the most soft man known. He would go sprinting to her, checking everywhere for blood because she knew she got nervous when she saw it, and then taking her and cuddling her for some time, telling her she would be ok and that daddy was with her. Y/n had told him a million times that he was spoiling her a little bit, and that she Addie had to learn to get up by herself and not cry every time she fell because then she would always do that and she had to learn to not go to dad every time something happened to her because she knows that he would give her everything he wanted if she cried a bit. Oh, what a cruel mother! Trying to give her child a small amount of reality and helping her grow up not spoiled! How dared she! Jake actually agreed with her, and he really, REALLY tried to not go to her everytime she fell, but to no avail. In each time she stumbled upon the groud, Jake would be by her side in less than 5 seconds. He couldn't bear to see her cry like that! And yes, maybe Y/n was the most sensible one for not running everytime and assessing the situation first because she honestly knew that falling in grass didn't hurt much, but he couldn't help himself. His dad had never been there for him, but now it was his turn to be there for his daughter when she fell. Even if it meant being scolded by his wife later on. At least he knew he was Addie's favourite for those things, and that she would always go to daddy when she got hurt.

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★ Not-so-professional professional stylist ★

Addie liked her dad for some things, but she would always go to her mom for others. Like getting her hair done. Jake had tried to learn how to do Y/n's hair a few times during their relationship, but given he had failed the times he had tried, he decided to let the hair department to Y/n. Actually, scratch that. He had done it because, you know, he was a nice husband and father and wanted her wife and daughter to hame some quality ttime together. Yeah, that sounds quite nicer.

But some days, Y/n left earlier, and if she didn't have time to do Addie's hair, Jake had to do it. Those days, Addie's hairstyles where much simpler than the ones that Y/n did, and the girl never complained. But Jake knew she was a bit sadder when she didn't have her mom to do her hair with the braids and other thingies Y/n did to her and that she liked so much. And, being the amazing dad he wanted to be, Jake decided that he was going to learn how to do those things for her.

He started learnign when Addie was on kindergarten, practising on Y/n's hair, who was equally excited about the idea and taught him how to do the hairstyles she did to Addie while letting him do them on her hair. Jake learnt the ones that Addie liked the most, and the practised every night. When his daughter was in elementary school, he was pretty good at them. So, one of the days that Y/n had left earlier, Jake decided to try one of them on Addie.

'Hey, princess?' he called her while she was brushing her teeth. She was so grown up that he foud it hard to believe he had held her in her arms on her first ever day on earth. Cool, cool cool cool. 'Yes?' she answered, rinsing her teeth. 'Can I try a new hairdo on you today?' he asked, while Addie turned around to see him. 'Why?' she asked, trying to figure out if her dad was about to turn her hair blue. 'Well, because your mom has taught me a few and I want to try one out' he explained, hoping she would trust him. 'Okay' the girl decided after a few minutes of thinking it through. He was about to hug her when she spoke again 'BUT if you turn my hair any funky colour I'm telling mom' she said. Jake smiled fondly while hugging her, relizing how much she spoke liker her mom. 'Please don't, she would ground me' he joked, letting Addie go. 'Yeah, she better, I can't go around with pink hair or something, Aunt Ames would have a heart attack' she said while sitting on the chair Y/n used to do her hair. Jake laughed a bit. She definitely also have part of his personality on her.

After 20 minutes of carfeully doing his daughter's hair, Jake stepped back to look at it. It looked exactly like the aroud 2000 times he had tried it on Y/n's hair. But the judge wasn't him; it was Addie. 'You can go look now if you want' Jake told her, nervous. Nervous. He was nervous about the opinion of a 9 year old. When had he become like that. Addie walked slowly to the mirror with her eyes close, and then opened one of them, tensed about what she could find. But then she opened both of them when realization starting hitting her. 'Do you like it?' he asked her, smiling a bit. 'Dad, it's like the ones mom does on me!' she giggled, turning a bit o look at it from behind. She then hugged her dad tightly, overjoyed 'Thanks for learning how to do this, dad' she spoke softly. Okay, definitely worth it.

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★ Playtime ★

There were many things that Jake wasn't precisely a fan of as a girl dad. But there were some other that he strangely liked, and one of them was playing with her daughter and her dolls.

The dolls were impeccable for aroud 2 months, but then Addie started playing right with them, as Jake said, and the dolls would end up painted, half-bald and with interchanged clothes. Y/n tried to convince her daughter to take more care of the dolls, but to no avail. And Jake couldn't care less about the state of the dolls. What amazed him was the stories her daughter would make up with them. No soap opera could compete with the dramatic storylines of Addie.

One of the times when Jake arrived from a case happy, he sat to play with her, being ready to try to assimilate the far-fetched stories her kid made up. And oh, my, it was probably the best story he had ever heard. And mini Shakespeare was aroud 5 at the time. Jake had the best daughter ever.

'Hi Ads' he greeted her. Addie looked up to see her dad sitting with her. 'Daddy!' she exclaimed, having been so engrossed on the dolls that she hadn't realized her dad was with her. She hugged him and the sat on his laps, between his crossed legs, like she did with everyone in that position. 'So, tell me, what are you playing to?' he asked, interested in what could the story be this time. 'Do you want me to tell you the story?' she asked excitedly, with eyes shining with emotion. 'Of course!' Jake answered, and she got up from his lap to show him the characters of her story. 'This' she said, taking a blonde Barbie on her hand 'is Lady. This' she took a red haired Barbie 'is Rosa' she said. 'Like Aunt Rosa?' Jake asked. 'Exactly!' Addie said, even though Jake knew she named her toys after everyone she knew because she could never remebmer more names. 'And this is Carlos' she showed Jake a dark haired Ken. 'Carlos?' he asked, pretty sure they didn't know a Carlos. 'Mom told me the name, it's a driver or something and mom says my Ken looks like him' she shrugged her shoulders and Jake focused on the doll until he realized his wife had put Carlos to the doll after Carlos Sainz. Goddamit, that guy was everywhere if Y/n was aroud. 'Is there any more characters in the story?' Jake asked, knowing his daughter always forgot one or two. 'Oh, yeah!' she said, taking another Ken 'This is Paolo, he's Carlos brother'. 'Paolo?' he asked. 'From Friends. dad!' maybe they shouldn't let her watch so much TV, she was learning things. 'Come on, tell me the story' Jake invited her. And so the story began.

Apparently Lady and Rosa had been friends for like, forever, but then Lady met Carlos. And Rosa was like, totally ok with it, but actually, SHE WAS NOT OKAY WITH IT (shock) because she had liked Carlos for way longer, like 2 months or so. So Rosa planned on stealing Carlos from Lady, but on like a bar or something where she was with Lady and Carlos she met Paolo and they were like totally in love and they kissed! (oh my god they kissed!) So the four of them were happy together and they even moved together, but one day Rosa came late from work and foud Lady, Carlos and Paolo having a sleepover without her! Can you believe it? (how dare they) So obviously she was like super sad so she left, and Paolo left the country because he was like SO in love with Rosa and didn't want to be with anynone else so he left to Italy and became the Pope. (Can you just become the Pope?) And then Rosa killed Lady and Carlos for having a sleepover and not telling her and she also left to go live in Mexico because she liked the beach. The end.

Jake was doumbfounded. That had took a dark twist. But Addie had a big smile on her face like she had told him that she had had pizza for dinner, so her dad just patted her in the head a bit scared, and got up from the floor to go to talk to his wife. 'Did Addie tell you what her dolls are up to lately?' he asked Y/n, who was on the couch reading Vogue. 'She told you the Lady-Rosa-Carlos-Paolo thing?' she asked, not even looking up at him. Jake dropped on the couch, still shocked. 'And you are like, ok with it?' he asked. She dropped the magazine to a side and look at him. 'Of course not, I have already told her something' Her husband sighed. 'Oh, good, what did you tell her?' he asked, wanting to be on the same page about what to tell her. 'That Carlos would NEVER have a sleepover with someone behind other people's back!' she said, like what her daughter had done had been the most offensive thing ever. Jake looked at her and then they both started laughing, with Addie looking confused at them from the other side of the living room. Jake should most definitely tell his coworkers not to talk about cases around her anymore, she was starting to pick things up.

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★ The end of an era ★

'I just can't believe you're going to high school next week!' Jake exclaimed, watching his daughter get ready to leave. 'Dad, you gotta assume I'm 14 and I'm starting to leave the nest, you should talk to someone about this' she said, with the quick humour she had learnt in the last years. 'Your mom is a therapist, I have already talked to her about this and she says that this is a total normal reaction to a child advancing on school level' he retorted. 'Mom is also facing the change, maybe you should talk to someon ELSE' she got back at him, putting her hair in a braid that now she knew how to do alone. 'Yeah, but your mom is completely objective and would never lie to me' he said again. 'Dad' she said, turning away from the mirror to look at him 'mom also tells you that she doesn't hate Die Hard, maybe you should reconsider if what she tells you is always the truth' she clapped back. Damn she was good. 'Okay' he admitted his defeat. 'But I'm still kinda sad about you going to high school'. Addie sighed, and made her way out of the bathroom, taking her dad by the wrist and taking him to the couch, where she sat him and she went to sat on the armchair that was nearer to the couch.

'So, tell me, why is it that you are so scared about me going to high school?' she asked him, reclining back on the armchair. Jake looked at her with a surprised expression 'Are you therapizing me or something?' he asked. 'Yep' her daughter confirmed, gesturing him with the hand to start talking. Jake sighed, knowing that her daughter was smart and if he didn't tell her what what on his mind, she would eventually figure it out... ot she would ask her mom to ask him. 'I...' he started, not knowing where to begin 'I'm scared to see you leave. I know high school is not such a big deal and your'e not going to college yet or anything, but it's the last step. We don't do much things together anymore, and I'm realizing I can't stop time or make it go slower, and I definitely can't go back to do your hair or play with your dolls or running after you when you started to walk. And maybe we grow more distant the years you have left here, and the you'll leave for Standford, which is quite far away from here, and you'll move to the West Coast for a job and then we'll only see you on Christmas and you'll only call your mom and we'll never be you and me anymore, you know?' he told her. It was weird having to tell his own daughter all those things, but he knew it was for the best. When he stopped looking to the floor, he realized Addie had glossy eyes. He inmediately went to her and hugged her tightly. Some things never change.

When they let go of each other, the girl was the first one in talking 'Dad, I didn't know you felt like I never do things with you' she said. Jake smiled softly and wiped the tears from his daughter's face. 'I never told you, Ads' he said. She composed herself again and spoke 'Let's have a movie night every week' she proposed 'we choose a movie each week and we watch it, the both of us. It can be our thing!' she said, excitedly. Jake nodded. 'Of course, princess' he agreed, hugging her again. 'I love you, dad' he heard through the hug. 'I love you too, Ads' he answered her. She was still part of him.

#jake peralta x reader #jake peralta imagine #jake peralta #jake peralta x you #jake peralta fanfic

[gubsbuubs]

ok so i’ve been thinking what about jake peralta with bimbo!reader that does not work with him so the team doesn’t know that that is his girlfriend so when she comes to visit him they are confused as to who she is looking for

this would be amazing if you did it and thank you for your time love your writing girl 🩷🎀

Is this so hard to believe?

Pairing: Jake Peralta x BimboFemale!Reader

Word Count: ~ 1.4K

A/N: English is not my first language - My requests are open!

"Can you hold it, please?" Her sweet voice pierced through the precinct lobby, each click of her heels resonating sharply against the floor. Rosa's hand instinctively reached out to halt the elevator doors, her brows knitting together in profound confusion as the woman who called for the hold emerged before her.

"Thank you so much," she purred, gracefully gliding into the elevator. The visitor pass dangled around her neck, a stark contrast against her pompous attire.

Rosa stepped aside, allowing her entry, and as she crossed the threshold, a heady wave of floral perfume enveloped the confined space. The dress she wore clung to her curves like a second skin, and the lace detailing added an air of delicate femininity. Rosa couldn't help but wince as her gaze trailed down to the woman's footwear—a pair of pink stilettos that defied reason with their towering height.

"You must be Rosa," she cooed, extending her hand in a gesture of greeting.

Rosa met her gaze, momentarily taken aback by the sincerity in those glossy lips, now curved into a dazzling smile.

"Yeah... Rosa Diaz," she replied, her voice carrying a hint of skepticism as she clasped the girl's delicate hand. It felt as though she was holding something fragile, something crafted from porcelain rather than flesh and bone. Her nails, impeccably manicured, added to the illusion of perfection. "I'm sorry, do we know each other?" Rosa asked.

"Oh, no, not officially at least," the woman replied with a melodious laugh, "But you work with my boyfriend, and he talks about you all the time. My name is Y/n."

Rosa's confusion deepened at the mention of a boyfriend. Not that she made a habit of keeping track of all her colleagues' significant others, but she couldn't shake the feeling of incredulity that someone on her floor was dating this woman, especially someone close enough to discuss Rosa with their partner. "I'm sorry, what? What boyfriend?"

Y/n's laughter tinkled through the air like wind chimes on a breezy day. "My boyfriend," she repeated, as if Rosa hadn't heard her the first time. "I was just shopping down the block, and I decided to come here and visit him and meet his detective friends."

Rosa's mind raced as she tried to piece together the puzzle. Detective friends? That meant it had to be someone on the team. Jeffords was married, so he was out of the picture. She swiftly ruled out Hitchcock and Scully as the potential boyfriend, despite their divorced status; there was no conceivable way it was one of them. Boyle, well, he was more than happily involved with Vivian.

Her eyes widen as she realizes, "You are dating Peralta?!" Rosa exclaimed in disbelief.

"Ding," Y/n laughed, mimicking the sound of the elevator as it arrived at their floor, affirmatively answering Rosa's question. "Although…. I prefer to call him Jakey," she added with a playful gleam in her eye, her excitement palpable as she eagerly made her way out of the elevator and into the bustling bullpen.

"Hi everyone!" she exclaimed in a loud and cheerful voice, causing heads to turn in her direction.

Already headed in their direction Terry stopped in his tracks at the sight. "What the..." His words trailed off as he took in this random woman's appearance, her bright smile and infectious energy catching him off guard.

"I'm sorry, miss. Are you lost?" He asked, his confusion evident as he glanced at Rosa, who appeared behind Y/n with a massive, amused smile adorning her face.

"Oh my god, HI!" Y/n said, extending her hand to greet him. "You must be the big, badass Sergeant Jeffords."

Terry extended his hand, still searching for the right words.

Before he could respond, Rosa stepped forward "Sergeant Jeffords, meet Y/n, Jake's girlfriend,".

"Jake Moore? The evidence technician?" Terry's confusion deepened.

Rosa couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of the situation.

"No, silly, Jake Peralta, the detective," Y/n clarified with a playful smirk, lightly smacking Terry's arm. "Wow, Jakey did say you're really strong."

Terry blinked in astonishment, finally connecting the dots. "What? Really?" he asked in disbelief, his voice tinged with incredulity.

Suddenly, a man approached them, his smile beaming as he extended his hand to greet Y/n. "It's so great to finally meet you. My name is Boyle, and..."

"You're Jake's best friend," Y/n interjected, a knowing gleam in her eye as she shook his hand, cutting him off before he could finish his introduction.

Boyle's expression lit up with surprise and delight at being recognized. "Yes, that's me!" he exclaimed, unable to contain his excitement.. "Wow, Jake never mentioned you were coming by today. This is such a pleasant surprise!"

"Did you know that Jake had a girlfriend?" Jeffrey asked Boyle, his tone filled with genuine curiosity as he glanced between Boyle and Y/n.

Boyle's eyes widened in surprise at the question. "Yeah, he's always talking about her," he confirmed, his tone tinged with disbelief. "Even this morning, he mentioned they went on a date yesterday. Do you guys not listen to a single word he says?" Boyle shook his head in indignation, clearly baffled by the apparent lack of attention his colleagues had paid to Jake's conversations about his girlfriend.

"Wait, you're Y/L/N? The model?" Santiago's voice interrupted from behind Boyle as she joined the conversation, her eyes widening in recognition as she addressed Y/n.

Terry and Rosa exchanged incredulous glances as Santiago's words sank in. They had all heard Jake mention dating a model at some point, but every time he attempted to introduce her to the team, she was mysteriously unavailable. As a result, they had developed a theory that Jake didn't actually have a girlfriend and that it was just another one of his elaborate jokes.

"Hi there! You're Santiago, right?" Y/n offered her hand with a big smile. "Yes, my name is Y/n Y/L/N, but I wouldn't call myself a model."

"I'm sorry to be so direct, but is this a prank? Did Jake pay you to do this?" Amy asked, her tone cautious as she tried to broach the subject delicately, not wanting to sound disrespectful but finding it hard to believe that this woman standing before them was Jake's girlfriend.

"Amy!" Boyle exclaimed in disbelief at the accusation, he couldn't believe that anyone would think Jake's girlfriend was part of a prank.

Rosa, meanwhile, was holding her stomach as she laughed so hard at the entire situation. The absurdity of it all, combined with Amy's skepticism and Y/n's genuine confusion, was just too much for her to handle.

"I can assure you, this is not a prank," her voice tinged with amusement. "As much as I appreciate a good joke, Jake didn't put me up to this. I'm here because I came to visit Jakey and wanted to meet all of you."

"Well, Jake left to follow up on a lead, but knowing him, he'll probably be back before we know it. Do you want anything? Coffee, water?" Terry offered.

"Oh, no, thank you so much, but I'm fine, Sergeant," she replied politely, her tone soft and gracious.

As the conversation continued, the elevator doors suddenly opened, and Jake stepped out, his presence commanding attention as he entered the bullpen.

His eyes lit up with surprise and delight as he spotted Y/n standing among his colleagues.

"Hey, everyone!" Jake exclaimed, a wide grin spreading across his face as he made his way over to Y/n. "What's going on?". He squeezed Y/n's side gently before leaning in to greet her with a kiss, "I didn't expect to see you here sweetheart”

"I was just in the neighborhood and thought I'd drop by to say hi to you and meet your amazing team," Y/n replied. "I've heard so much about all of you, and I couldn't resist the opportunity to finally put faces to names."

"Well, guys," Jake said with a playful smirk, addressing his team with a twinkle in his eye, "now that you've met her, do you finally believe that my very real, definitely not imaginary, girlfriend exists?"

The team chuckled, nodding in agreement, and exchanged sheepish glances.

Santiago couldn't resist one last attempt at humor, her curiosity getting the better of her. "Are we sure Jake didn't pay her to be his girlfriend?".

"Dammit is this so hard to believe?" Jake asked as he wrapped an arm around Y/n's shoulders.

—xx—

@dilflover-3

#jake peralta x you #jake peralta x reader #jake peralta #b99 #jake peralta fluff #b99 imagine #brooklyn nine nine

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I'm already taken

"Damn it, Deku, STOP IT!" Katsuki throws a pillow at the greatest (and dumbest) love of his life. Danger Sense doesn't trigger with Katsuki, so he makes sure to throw something soft anytime he's frustrated at his boyfriend.

It all started this afternoon when Round Face sent a screenshot of a fan account to Deku. It's a Hero Dynamight thirst account. The account is just posting and reposting photos and videos of people "thirsting" after Katsuki. It cannot be helped because Katsuki's famous. He saves Japan every freaking day. Magazines sell better when his face is on it.

He doesn't mind all that, but it becomes bad when the whole world thinks he's single.

Katsuki himself ignores all of the attention he gets from that because for him, none of them matter, a fact that he keeps repeating to Deku over and over. And it's not like Deku doesn't have his own thirsty fanbase, either. But Katsuki can handle his own jealousy and possessiveness better--TO EVERYBODY'S SURPRISE.

But Deku, oh Deku just won't let it go. Like an obsessed, jealous boyfriend, he won't stop looking at the Dynamight thirst account as if it's Katsuki's ex.

He doesn't have one, by the way. Deku is his first love. He probably will be Katsuki's last too, because Deku will be the death of him if he keeps being a dumbass. 

Deku's phone is already slightly dented on the side, at the unconscious pressure from Deku's hands. What, is that 1% OFA? It tends to seep out unconsciously when he's raging.

Katsuki sighs. He doesn't use this move too often for fear of losing its effect. But this situation is an exception.

"Izuku, babe."

At that, Deku stops scrolling and looks up from his phone. "Huh?"

How can Deku not get it? Does he not understand that he makes Katsuki want to achieve everything every time his green eyes stare at him? Without waiting, Katsuki leans over and captures Izuku's lips. He takes Deku's phone in his hand and slides it in his own back pocket. 

He kisses Deku until he's breathless because there's no one else he'd willingly lose his breath for and Deku needs to understand this. There's no one else for Katsuki, except Midoriya Izuku. 

"We're going to watch the next episode of Brooklyn 99, laugh at what Jake Peralta is up to and then you're going to ignore all of those extras online, OK?"

"But..." 

Katsuki kisses him again, that will shut him up. 

Deku gives in.

They watch as Jake Peralta realizes that he's apparently still not over Amy Santiago. Deku falls asleep on Katsuki's shoulder, his phone completely forgotten.

Too bad their agency is against revealing their relationship to the public. Katsuki takes his own phone & opens the camera. Yep, too bad for their agency's publicists indeed because Bakugou Katsuki doesn't give a flying fuck.

He poses, snaps a photo & uploads it to his official account.

Before he can lock his phone, he can already see the RT and likes climbing fast.

Yep. He'll face the storm from their PR agents tomorrow. 

What are they gonna do? They can't afford to lose the #1 and #2 heroes.

In Katsuki's post, he uploaded a photo of him kissing a sleeping Deku on his forehead. The caption on it says, "Sorry not sorry extras, I'm already taken."

#bkdk #fluff #short

[specialagentlokitty]

Hotch x reader - quality time

hiya lovely! I hope your doing well just wondering if at all possible could i request a sorta crossover fic aaron hotchner x reader where reader is Jake Peralta's younger sister and the team are in Brooklyn working on a case and the reader uses this as an opportunity to introduce her boyfriend to her brother? if its no trouble. also hope you have a lovely day - Anon💜

The moment you got the case you were excited to be working with the NYPD, especially when you found out you would be in the 99th precinct.

“Hey if it’s alright can I stay for a little after the case?”

Hotch turned around and looked at you as he set his book down on the table and smiled at you.

“Sure, you’ve got some time we’ve been trying to get you to use for months.” He laughed.

You grinned for ear to ear and lightly kicked him from under the table as he rolled his eyes at you.

“Why do you want to stay anyways? You’ve been pretty excited about this whole thing, I know you’re usually excited to jump into field duty but this is different.”

You wondered if you should tell him about the real reason you wanted to go to the city so much.

You thought about this for a moment before shaking your head, grinning a little.

“Nah, you’ll just have to wait.”

Hotch got up, rolling his eyes again he grabbed both your cups and kissed the top of your head as he walked away.

You were going to see your brother, and you were going to get the chance work with him for the first time.

You wondered if he knew that your team were getting called in or not, he could be oblivious at the best of time and never really paid attention in his morning briefs.

As you made your way into the precinct and into the bullpen, you were immediately pulled into a bone crushing hug.

“Hey Charles.” You laughed.

Patting his back, you pulled away and stepped back.

“The two Peralta’s back again!” He cheered.

Everyone turned around and you smiled, waving at them as they all walked over to greet you.

After greeting them all you were rushed away to begin with the case.

You hadn’t seen Jake the entire case, and from what you were told by Amy and Charles, he had been suspended because he was being framed.

It made you even more determined to solve this and prove everyone wrong because you knew it wasn’t him.

Finally everything was solved, and you stood with both teams as Holt gave to your brother his gun and badge back, only have have Jake slam them back on the desk.

“I don’t need your pity or your job!” He yelled.

“Jake!”

Your brother turned to face you and smiled a little as he took them back.

“You still need to file the correct paperwork.” Holt said.

“Can’t you do it?” Jake whined.

“Don’t be an idiot, you’ve got to do it if you want to be reinstated moron.”

Jake grinned at you and walked over, crushing you in a hug.

“Thanks.” He whispered.

Hugging him back, you smiled and let out a small breath.

“Anytime Jako.” You mused.

Pulling away, you gestured for him to follow you, and did the same with Hotch and both men followed you into an empty interrogation room.

You sat on the table and Hotch stood next to you while Jake stood in front of you.

“Jake, I want you to meet Aaron Hotchner, my boyfriend. Aaron, this is Jake, my brother.”

Both men shook hands before Jake pulled away and crossed his arms.

“What’s your intentions with my sister Hotchner?”

Hotch smiled a little, placing a hand on your shoulder.

“To love her for the rest of our lives.”

“Noice noice, cool, cool.” Jake nodded.

He looked at you, and seeing your smile he decided to drop the big brother act.

He had never seen you smile so happy, not since you were kids and he would bring you your favourite candy when you were upset.

“Are you staying?” Jake asked.

You nodded your head, swinging your legs back and forth.

“Both of you?”

“I actually didn’t think about that, do you want to stay?” You asked.

“Well, I can ask JJ to watch Jack for a few days when everyone gets back.” He mused.

He thought for a moment before he nodded his head and smiled at you, turning to Jake.

“If you don’t mind I’ll stay too. I’d like to get to know you some more, I’ve heard quite a bit about you.”

“Cool, cool, cool. I’ll talk to Amy. Laters!”

With that Jake ran away and you laughed, shaking your head at him as you took Hotch’s hand and followed him out back to the bullpen.

You couldn’t wait to spend some quality time with your brother and your boyfriend without having to worry about work

#criminal minds #criminal minds x reader #criminal minds x y/n #criminal minds x you #criminal minds imagine #aaron hotchner imagine #aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner #Hotch #hotch x you #Hotch x reader

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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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[lenacosse]

You are in love

pairing: jake peralta x reader

cw: none

word count: 1600

summary: literally just based off the song you are in love by taylor swift, was written so quick but i love it

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One look dark room, meant just for you

“Jakes staring again,” Amy hummed nudging you to look.

You made eye contact with Jake who quickly looked away, your face went red and you tried to hide your smile.

“He wasn’t even looking at me.” You reply, shutting down Amy’s ideas.

“If you say soooo,” she blew you a kiss and stumbled over to the bar.

Before you knew it Jake was over sitting beside you, you smiled and took a sip of your drink.

“Hey.” Jake said.

“Hi.” You replied.

“Having fun?”

“I guess, just very loud in here,” you shrugged.

“I can’t believe you’ve been with us for three years now,”

Time moves too fast, you play it back

“I remember how shy you were, how you were scared of Holt.” Jake teased.

“Shut up Jake.” You playful shoved his arm, then resumed fidgeting with the buttons on your coat. “I remember you being oh so adamant to help me.”

Buttons on a coat, lighthearted joke

The two of you went back and fourth, Jakes only goal was to torment you. Something he done very often, you didn’t mind you thought he was funny but never would you admit that.

“Do you want to get out of here?” Jake asked.

“Actually yeah, I’ll call a cab.”

“No need, I’ll drive us I haven’t been drinking.”

“Okay.”

No proof, not much. But you saw enough.

Jake stands up and holds out his hand to help you up, this of course had your face turning red and your heart thumping. It was the little things he done that mislead your heart, there were times where you swore your feelings were mutual. Maybe you were wrong, but sometimes you allowed yourself to dream.

Jake even went as far as opening the car door for you, usually you’d roll your eyes at the gentleman approach but for some reason it was sweet when Jake done it, as much as you’d joked that he was a womaniser you knew he was far from that.

Small talk, he drives.

“So how are you enjoying work recently? Feel like I haven’t seen you in ages.” You ask as Jake drives.

“The usual, busting drug lords, bringing down the mafia, saving the world day by day.” Jake replies.

“Ha ha very funny Peralta.” You roll your eyes, and his only response is a bashful grin, one that you know will reply in your mind.

Coffee, at midnight.

You and Jake went back to your apartment, you read the clock which hits midnight as he hands you a mug of coffee.

“Gonna be up all night,” Jake jokes.

“Oh I can image, you high on caffeine like a little child.” You tease, Jake just pulls a mocking face at you.

You go sit out on your balcony, Jake follows behind you and you sit in a comfortable silence drinking your coffee.

The light reflects, the chain on your neck.

“The moons reflecting on your necklace,” Jake says, bringing you out of your thoughts.

“Really?”

He says, “look up” and your shoulders brush.

“Look up,”

No proof, one touch. But you felt enough.

As you do you brush shoulders with Jake, the touch sending chills down your spine. It was as if he sent electrical waves coursing through your body, it just solidified your undying commitment. You ever longing attraction. It spoke volume.

You can hear it in the silence, you can feel it on the way home, you can see it with the lights out.

A comfortable silence emerged yet again over you both, that happened often with Jake. It’s not that you it was awkward but because you simply didn’t need to talk. As you watched him admire the moon the feeling that settled in your stomach grew, you found yourself reflecting on your feelings. It was simple. That feeling was heard in the silence that feeling was felt on the way home, and you could see it with the lights out. There’s was only one answer.

You are in love.

True love.

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Morning, his place.

You and Jake had been on your second date together, he asked you out two weeks ago. It came out in a complete blur.

You and Jake had just chased down a fugitive on the run, you ran two blocks which included jumping over fences and dodging hotdog carts. God this job was going to kill you. But finally you got the guy as a result of you lunging forward and landing on top of him knocking you both to the ground. Jake arrested him and you turn to make your way back to the car when he calls out for you.

“(Y/N)?”

You turn around, “yeah?”

“Go on a date with me tomorrow night?” He blurts out in one breath. You didn’t catch a word.

“What?”

“Go on a date with me tomorrow night?”

You couldn’t stop the stupid grin that overtook your face, of course you said yes. The date had gone so well, so well that when you got home you stayed awake all night thinking about him. And of course you had no hesitation asking him out for another date.

Burnt toast, Sunday.

Now you lay in his bed, slowly waking up. Although when you hear the fire alarm you jump up and run to the kitchen.

“Jake?! What the fuck!”

“Burnt toast…” Jake pulls a face and grabs the toast from the toaster, the toast which is fully cremated.

You look between Jake and the toast, the situation of course has you both laughing as you make him sit down. You from now on are appointed to make the food. You sit together on his couch eating toast (not cremated of course).

“You wearing my shirt?”

“I can take it off if you want… sorry it was just the first thing I grabbed.”

You keep his shirt.

“No why would you apologise keep it. Looks better on you.”

“Just my ex, got mad when I used his stuff.” You shrug, you didn’t realise how much that upset you until Jake lifted your chin.

He keeps his word.

“I promise I’ll never get mad at you,”

And for once, you let go, of your fears and your ghosts, one step, not much. But it said enough.

Usually you didn’t believe promises, but how could you not with Jake? Jake who was fiercely loyal and dedicated, Jake who would do anything to make someone smile. You knew he would keep his promises, and two months in that still withstood.

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“Jake!” You squeal running down the sidewalk.

He catches you and grabs your waist.

“You completely dodged the mistletoe.”

You kiss on sidewalks.

You roll your eyes and turn around, you wrap your arms around his neck and pull him close. You share a passionate kiss, one that has your head fuzzy and lips swollen by the end of you. When he pulls away you blush like an idiot and take his hand, you walk towards the car.

You fight, then you talk.

“No but seriously,” Jake starts as he gets into the car. “Why did you dodge the mistletoe. Is it about your family again?”

“Jake we’ve had this conversation.” You sigh as you turn on your engine and start the car up.

“I know but I don’t understand, you bring me to family events but you refuse to introduce me as your boyfriend.”

“Because it’s not that simple!”

“What’s not simple? All you have to say is ‘mom, dad this is my extremely handsome boyfriend Jake’ see easy.”

“Jake be serious come on,”

“Sorry. But please just tell me what’s so wrong with it, are you embarrassed of me or something?”

“How can you say that? Of course I’m not embarrassed of you Jake.” You sigh. “I don’t tell my family because I can’t handle them ruining this for me. Every time I’ve been happy they ruin it for me, either it’s them discrediting me becoming a detective because my sister has became a doctor, or it’s them making me feel bad for feeling sad when someone disappoints me, or most frequently it’s them picking apart all of my boyfriends because god forbid I’m happy for once. That’s why Jake. That’s why I refuse to introduce you as my boyfriend because I refuse to let them put things into my head.”

“I’m sorry, I had no idea.” Jake rubs a thumb over your hand.

“No it’s not your fault, I should have told you.”

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One night, he wakes

You smile looking at Jake before returning to your book, the lamp on your beside table dimly lights up the room. And again you find yourself staring at Jake, who’s so peacefully sleeping. His features outlined by the light, making him look ethereal. You were staring so intensely that you almost didn’t notice him waking up.

Strange look on his face

“Why are you looking at me like that.” You softly laugh, “everything okay?”

Pauses, then says;

“You’re my best friend.”

And you knew what it was.

The simplicity of the words has your throat stifling. You could recognise that realisation anywhere.

He is in love.

You knew he shared it too.

You can hear it in the silence, you can feel it on the way home, you can see it with the lights out.

Finally you weren’t alone in this. You shared it, the love lingered all around. It was heard in the silence by both, it was felt on the way home by both, and it was seen with the lights out, by both.

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[theemporium]

This may or may not be due to me having a dream where I made out with Lando BUT

I fully believe that boy has the framework to be the best boyfriend ever, he just isn’t thinking in that grown up of a mindset yet

which is why he needs an older girlfriend - somebody who’s going to just kick him into the next gear because I really do think it’s all there already

okay but lando just is jake peralta?

he’s a bit childish and immature and he’s a wee jokester. he can do his job but he’s not always necessarily serious whilst doing it. and he has good intentions, just the lack of maturity means he doesn’t always go about it the best way or sometimes it comes out wrong

but he does grow and when he finds his amy santiago, he wants to show that he’s a better guy🥹and he doesn’t lose his humour, it just evolves and grows with his maturity, even when he’s able to keep things lighthearted

and maybe this is me just projecting jake onto lando because I’m in a b99 mood but I feel like there’s also some similarities in the self-deprecation and stuff too

#cece answers

[veryberryjelly]

lines of gold

jake peralta x fem!reader

lyric prompt ; 'closed eyes & closed blinds' - fast times - sabrina carpenter

𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ⚜︎ 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

time off was a rarity, and you didnt take it lightly.

both yourself and jake had been racking up some vacation days and had booked a week off 4 months in advance.

and you had been looking forward to the week off since you started talking about it.

a week away from everything, just you and jake.

the two of you had chosen to go to mexico for your vacation. somewhere warm and interesting. you could lounge around all day or go out and do something and that was just perfect for the two of you.

so far, in 2 and a half days, you had just been lounging around in your hotel, enjoying not having to get up every morning and not having any agenda for the day.

day three didnt look like it was going to be any different.

you were woken up by the sun creeping through the blinds you could've sworn you shut before you went to bed last night, but apparently not.

you turned over to avoid the seemly blinding light, and you were met with the sight of your boyfriend in his rumpled morning state.

his curls were a mess onto of his head, his face free of worry, the sunlight dusting over his features to make him look truly angelic.

a smile settled on your lips.

you decided to put aside your thoughts of going back to sleep and instead rested your head onto of your arm as you watched the movement of jake's chest rising and falling.

you couldn't pinpoint how long you had been watching him, but the sun had shifted to brighten his closed eyes by the time he woke up.

he turned towards your body to hide from the light, and instead was met with the stretch of mattress between you.

the cold cotton caused his eyes to squint open in search of the woman he was certain he had fallen asleep beside.

he seemed to relax when he caught sight of you just another two inches over.

" were you watching me sleep ?"

you let a soft laugh huff past your lips.

" no ." you insisted, though you were sure it wasn't convincing.

jake said nothing in retaliation and instead just stretched his arm out to pull you across the gap in the mattress and into his chest.

you didnt resist, instead wrapped your arms around his torso as his lips pressed into your forehead, both of your eyes shielded from the lines of light bleeding through the blinds.

@sparklymazzy @flwrguts123

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[holykittydetective]

I finished watching Brooklyn99 for the nth time and it's no different. I'm an emotional mess. Just watching how Peralta finally grew up and became so mature that being a good father to his son became his priority instead of being the best detective. He did not want his son to lose what he lost and how absent parents affected him.

He gave up his career to spend more time with his son and also so Amy could become more successful and achieve all her dreams. Holt did open up more and became so childlike like Peralta while being an excellent leader and a father figure to the entire squad. Amy is really so mature and ambitious, she's the embodiment of women who can do it all, we just need a little nudge, and Jake and Amy both balance each other out perfectly. Terry became captain and Boyle, oh well, Boyle remained Boyle but he at least moved out of his ex-wife's boyfriend's basement and got his own place, partner, and son. Rosa also became more humane and started expressing her sentiments more clearly. Gina, Gina just became Gina and conquered the world. Hitchcock and Scully? Idk man, they continued to go to Wing Slutz I guess? They were good human beings 🫠

#brooklyn 99 #brooklyn nine nine #jake peralta #peraltiago #amy santiago #rosa diaz #raymond holt #terry jeffords #charles boyle #andy samberg

[sweaterweather-247]

Yandere Brooklyn 9-9: which ones would be the worst to have love you

All gender neutral except Holt

Hitchcock and Scully 1/10

Maybe in their youth, they’d be able to keep you yours forever, but they’re old and don’t have any energy. All you’d have to do is feed them and then wait for them to fall asleep to grab their keys and escape. They’d be sad but I don’t think they’d have the energy to look for you.

Charles Boyle 4/10

Charles does love you a lot but is clumsy, Charles will cook for you and be very loving and his punishments aren’t bad. He cooks the best meals and always tells you the best cop stories. But he can be unstable and is very jealous, so be careful who you talk about to him, because he’s a cop and has connections. Your male co-worker who told you a funny joke 10 years ago? Gone, Charles can’t have you thinking of other men. Charles would never hurt any women you talk about. You might escape one day but he will hunt you down.

Terry Jeffords 6/10

Terry is a big guy and scary looking but he has a big heart and tons of love he wants to share with you. Terry will cook food for you and make sure you’re never bored while he’s gone, he cuddles you and finds activities for you two to do together. But Terry is hard to escape from, he’s strong and when he yells, everyone within a 3-mile distance can hear it. If you’re brave enough to try to escape him, hope you are ready to be yelled at. But he will apologize for yelling and will give you cuddles!

Gina Linetti 7/10

Gina is rich and powerful, she has connections with the police and other powerful people. Gina has you locked up in a secure place where no one will ever find you. She has all of your electronics and will text your friends and family that you hate them. Gina will force you to be in videos and you’re forced to play the partner who loves her dearly. If you even think of trying to escape, Gina will tell her fanbase embarrassing things about you. If the police try to take you from her, she will force you to tell them you’re ok and you want to stay with Gina forever.

Raymond Holt 8/10 (the reader is male)

Holt is a very serious man and will do anything to protect the people he loves from danger. He has connections and will use them to keep you safe or get rid of someone in your life. Holt has so much experience with tracking people down and will use it to find you if you ever escape.

Jake Peralta 9/10

Jake, is the best detective in the NYPD. Jake is a loving boyfriend and will do anything to make you happy and loved. However, he gets easily jealous and will track down anyone who loves you and make them disappear. Jake can also be manipulative and make you want to stay, he uses his daddy issues to make you feel bad for him. Jake is incredibly smart and will find you if you escape.

Amy Santiago 10/10

Amy is very smart and talented and has a million plans for everything. Amy will be like a strict mother and force you to be healthy. Amy forces you to eat even if you’re not hungry, she makes you take vitamins and other pills to keep you healthy. Even if you do escape, Amy will track you down, even if you left New York, she will find you and her punishments will make you regret escaping.

Rosa Diaz 11/10

Rosa will do anything to protect the people she loves, even if it means hurting them. Rosa has very strict rules and will not hesitate to punish you for the smallest of mistakes. She monitors you 24/7 and will yell at you if you break a rule when she’s not there. Rosa will beat you if you try to escape and has more painful punishments if you even think of trying to fight her

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