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the-chickenshit-oddity · 2 years

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B99 prompt

Kid-friendly Halloween Heist, except for Easter 'cause chocolate.

With Gina's, Boyle's, Terry's and Peraltiago's kids, three teams of two.

Bonus points for Cheddar and Arlo cameos.

(PS : in my head, the adults get super competitive and hijack the event until one of them pretends to point out how childish they've been to try and win the thing themself.)

#the-c-odd-prompt #prompt #brooklyn 99 #b99 #jake peralta #amy santigao #mac peralta #terry jeffords #cagney jeffords #lacey jeffords #ava jeffords #charles boyle #nikolaj boyle #gina linetti #iggy linetti #rosa diaz #raymond holt

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aardvaark · 4 years

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b99 kids’ ages

as of april 2020 (estimate)

cagney and lacey jeffords - about 8 *

nikolaj boyle - about 8 *

ava jeffords - 4

enigma “iggy” linetti - 3

mac santiago-peralta - just born!

* if anyone knows the exact age the twins are meant to be or have a better estimate then please tell me so i can edit * edited!

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seymourbutts00 · 4 years

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Yes much love to Jake and Amy with their baby, but I’m still petty about not seeing Gina’s baby Iggy

#brooklyn nine nine #b99 #brooklyn99 #jake x amy #amy santiago #jake peralta #gina linetti #chelsea peretti #iggy linetti #enigma linetti

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gallavictorious · 4 years

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Fic: Pressure

He is eleven and Sandy tells him keep still while she trims the hair on the side of his head with a look of outmost concentration on her face. He is seventeen and tells the wide-eyed kid before him that he'll cut his fucking tongue out if he tries to kiss him. He is twenty-three and wakes up to bright sunlight in his eyes and someone's arm draped over his waist.

Mickey, being touched. It's complicated.

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He is six and he can't hold back the tears because his foot really hurts and he wants his mom to come pick him up and hug him tight until the pain passes, but his mom isn't there and his dad tells him to stop with his goddamn whining and just put some fucking ice on it. Milkovich men don't go running to their mama like some fucking faggot over a twisted ankle anyway, they man the fuck up and deal with it. Mickey's not a man yet, he doesn't think, but he's pretty sure he's supposed to be one soon, so he doesn’t stop crying but he limps to the freezer to get the ice.

He is nine and walking home from school with Joey when they spot Jimmy Linetti and Sarah Sengupta under a tree in the park. Jimmy is lying on his back with his head in Sarah's lap and she's putting flowers in his hair and they're laughing and there's something about the whole thing that makes Mickey feel... Well. He dunno. He feels something and he doesn't like it, it's weird and he needs it to go away. Joey follows him without question – does that already – as Mickey cuts across the grass and at first there's only curiosity in Jimmy's trusting eyes but it soon gives way to confusion and hurt and Sarah runs off and as Mickey aims a final kick at Jimmy's curled up body he feels a rush of something that, for a moment, is stronger than fear.

He is eleven and Sandy tells him keep still while she trims the hair on the side of his head with a look of outmost concentration on her face. He's not sure she knows what she's doing, and maybe he'll have to shave his whole fucking head once she's done, but whatever, she asked if she could and she's his favourite cousin, so yeah. Occasionally her fingers brush over his scalp; her arm rests on his shoulder for a moment; she grabs hold of his chin to tilt his head this way or that, and he bites his lip, hard, and he sits very, very still and doesn't make a sound.

He is still eleven and Stephen isn't exactly a friend but they've been in the same class for years and years and now there's a science project and Stephen's mom is having a party with her friends or something so they're at Mickey's house. Maybe they do try to study for the first half hour or so but it's a hot day and there's ice cream in the freezer and the walk there somehow turns into a race, with them jostling and pushing at each other, playfully, the way real friends would. They end up on the kitchen floor, rolling around, and they're laughing between insults when his dad walks in and tells them to cut it out because they look like a couple of queers tangled like that. Terry grabs a beer and disappears again. Mickey and Stephen climb to their feet in silence. They don't get ice cream and they don't talk to each other outside of class again.

He is thirteen and he's always been small for his age but it's never really been too much of a problem until now, until his first stint in juvie. The Milkovich name offers some protection and some measure of notoriety here but it offers challenges, too; people who want to see if he can live up to it; if he's as tough as his brothers and his cousins and his father. It's the second day and the boy behind him in the cafeteria line is several years older, almost twice his size, and he didn't actually push Mickey, just put his hand on his shoulder to get his attention, so maybe Mickey could let it go – except, no, he really fucking can't, can he? He ends up with bruised knuckles, the other kid in the ward, and they give him another month for it, but as he walks down the halls and no one moves to stand in his way, as people moves out of it instead, he knows that it was worth it.

He is fifteen and Iggy tells him that maybe he should go down to the clinic because the gash in his arm is pretty deep and he's not real good with stitches, man. Mickey swears at him and tells him to get the fuck on with and stop being such a pussy, it's just fucking stitches. It hurts like a motherfucker when the needle Iggy's boiled goes through his flesh, but he's had worse, and cursing helps with the pain, somewhat. Mickey can tell that Iggy's doing his best to be quick about it; doing his best to gentle when he's put the needle away and is wrapping up the wound. ”Jesus Christ,” Mickey snaps before chugging the beer Colin hands him, ”quit it with the goddamned concerned nurse shit and finish the fuck up.”

He is sixteen and Mandy is laughing as she breaks the embrace by poking her fingers into his ribs, hard. He laughs too as he moves to retaliate. They don't, like, hug a lot, because what kind of pussies go around hugging their fucking siblings all the time, but sure, if he's getting out of juvie or she's back from a summer with their aunt in Springfield, like now, they'll wrap their arms around each other and hold on tight for just a moment. Nothing weird about that. Mandy's his baby sister, and he's gotta look out for her, because that's what you do, you look out for your family. And girls, even tough ones like Mandy, they need hugs and that sort of shit, 'cause they have all these emotions or whatever. So yeah, he'll give her a fucking hug when they haven't seen each other in a few months, why the fuck wouldn't he, it's not like he's got anything to feel insecure about, so you can fuck right off if you have a problem with it.

He is seventeen and tells the wide-eyed kid before him that he'll cut his fucking tongue out if he tries to kiss him. Sex is one thing – even if it's the kind of sex his dad would kill him for having – 'cause that's just fucking urges, right? Goddamned biology or whatever. Everybody wants to get off. Kissing though... That's different. That's some fucking gay shit, and he doesn't fucking do gay shit, and if Gallagher puts his hands over Mickey's when they bang in the Kash 'N' Grab back room a few weeks later and Mickey doesn't tell him to fuck right off, that's still just sex. It's just sex.

He is eighteen and he kisses Ian because fuck you, he ain't scared of shit, and Ian's lips are dry and soft and there's a jolt of something warm and thrilling that feels a bit like horniness and a bit like somethinge else entirely.

He is nineteen and he's been sharing a bed with Ian for weeks but it's the first time Ian's wrapped his arms around Mickey from behind, full-on spooning him, and Mickey stiffens for just a moment – but then he relaxes into the touch, into Ian's arms, because he's fucking earned this. Bought the right with blood and broken teeth and if the whole fucking world is gonna know he's gay anyway he might as well have Ian's chest pressed against his back, Ian's leg pushed between his, and the soft press of Ian's lips against his shoulder before they both close their eyes and drift off to sleep.

He is twenty-two and the inmate moonlighting as prison barber hums while he works. His hand is hot and heavy on Mickey's forehead and Mickey wants him to take it the fuck away because... because it's fucking hot and heavy, that's why. Makes him feel like he's got a grilled fucking pork chop pressed to his face, real sexy, and he's sent people to the infirmary for less. But there's another part of him that doesn't want the barber to take away shit, and well, he'd look pretty stupid throwing a fit over it anyway, so he keeps quiet. Returns for a haircut the next month, and the next.

He is twenty-three and wakes up to bright sunlight in his eyes and someone's arm draped over his waist. It takes him a moment to realize that the weight is wrong, the smell is wrong, this isn't Ian behind him. He starts then, violently; sits up to stare down at... Gabriél, who's staring back at him with a frown. ”¿Que pasa?” he murmurs, sleepy still, but Mickey doesn't answer because how fucking drunk was he last night if he didn't only let Gabriél come back to his place but let him fucking stay there once they were done banging? He likes the guy okay, sure, he's got a nice cock and is fine to hang out with for a few drinks before they fuck, but Jesus. ”Yeah, you need to get the hell out of here,” he says, reaching for his cigarettes and ignoring the hurt look in Gabriél's eyes. ”¡Sal! ¡Vamos!” That fucking faggot better not make an issue out of it, because Mickey is this close to punching him in the face. Maybe Gabriél senses that, because he leaves without another word. Mickey doesn't call him again.

He is twenty-five and his husband shifts slightly to accomodate him as Mickey plops down next to him on the couch. Ian's arm snakes around his waist, his hand settling on Mickey's stomach as Mickey leans back against him and turns his head slightly for a quick kiss. ”If you two gonna make out the whole time again I'm leaving,” Carl warns from the armchair. ”Yeah, no one cares, fuckhead,” Mickey replies, even as he is smiling, even as Ian assures his younger brother that they'll be good, fingers momentarily digging into Mickey's flesh, not quite painfully. On Mickey's other side Debbie's got Franny on her lap and Liam propped up against her legs on the floor, and the smell of beer mixes with the smell of popcorn and of Ian, and Mickey breathes it in, once, twice, as his left hand finds his husband's, their fingers intertwining, hands rising and falling with every rise and fall of Mickey's chest, slow and steady and sure.

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I treated the timeline like Shameless treats the timeline: with extreme liberty.

This fic was partly inspired by this discussion and my current obsession with Mickey's complicated relationship to touch. If you want to read different, smuttier and less vignette-y takes on Mickey, touch, violence, and love, I heartily recommend sadwhale's love, let your hands be tender and Captain_Jowl's Almost there.

#mickey milkovich #gallavich #the milkoviches #mickey has a very complicated relationship with being touched #tw: slurs #fic #my stuff

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thelighthousemp3 · 5 years

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never fell in love 'cause i just cut loose (but not when it comes to you)

For as long as she has known, Rosa Diaz has been in love with Gina Linetti, and it's slowly killing her to not tell her. She wants to be with Gina more than anything, but she can't do it. She can't tell Gina, no matter how much she wants to.

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She loved watching Gina Linetti. How Gina would twirl through the air and move her body oh so preciously. She wanted to hold Gina close; to have Gina be hers forever. How she longed to pull an arm around Gina’s waist while standing next to her; grabbing her hand and tracing circles onto her palm.

Rosa was in love. And she knew it. She would have never expected to fall for Gina Linetti when she had first laid eyes on the woman, but as the days passed by, Rosa grew fond of the fiery haired woman. Gina was fucking dynamite and Rosa fell for her harder than she had fallen off of the monkey bars when she was in the fourth grade. (And that time was pretty hard. She had broken two bones.)

Rosa didn’t know that she was falling in love at first. She rolled her eyes at Gina with annoyance whenever Gina pulled a stunt. She radiated fear towards Gina just as she did with everyone else. She didn’t talk to her; didn’t open up. She avoided Gina Linetti just as she avoided everyone else in the Nine-Nine.

But there was something more.

Suddenly, Rosa felt chills crawling down her body whenever Gina was near. Her breath hitched when she saw Gina dancing in the break room. She found herself glancing up every few minutes and looking at Gina, whether the assistant was on her phone… or… on her phone. Gina was always just on her phone.

One time, Rosa looked up from her paperwork to see Gina smiling down at her phone. Her eyes were bright and she sort of laughed, and Rosa felt something rising up in her chest. Maybe it was jealousy, maybe it was happiness, or maybe it was both. Jealousy because she wanted to make Gina laugh the way she was laughing while looking at her phone, even though she was probably laughing at some stupid meme or something. Happiness because Rosa figured out that as long as Gina was happy, she was happy.

Rosa hid her feelings so well for so long. It was her specialty, building an indestructible wall around her emotions. At first, she knew that she could hold in her feeling about Gina forever. No one needed to know. Not even Gina herself. Rosa thought that if she waited long enough, she would lose feelings for Gina.

She was wrong. Oh, so immensely wrong. As time flew by, Rosa fell in love with Gina even deeper than the deepest part of the ocean, and no one knew for sure how deep the ocean was. Her mind rocketed with mixed emotions every time she was near Gina. She found herself looking for that casual touch and waiting for the sound that was Gina’s laughter and music to her ears.

This is bad, Rosa told herself at some point. Gina couldn’t ever be hers. For years, Rosa had watched Gina Linetti; secretly pined for her and watched painfully as Gina went about living her life and falling in love. Falling in love with people who were not Rosa Diaz, to be exact. Gina had her daughter, too. So Rosa went about her own life, halfheartedly entering relationships even though she knew that Gina was the one she wanted to be with.

Rosa could never ever just keep a relationship. She knew that she should be happy with what she had; it was this better than nothing. But Rosa wanted more. She wanted someone else. She wanted Gina Linetti. But all she could do was watch Gina with pain in her eyes, wishing that Gina was holding her hand and hugging her and kissing her goodnight.

Gina thought of her as no more than a friend; Rosa was sure of it. And it broke her heart, over and over and over again. Rosa would come into work in the morning, see Gina, and fall in love with her all over again. And she’d leave the precinct on her motorcycle, nursing a broken heart that was just to be mended the next day and then broken all over again.

Rosa subtly did everything that she could for Gina. She got her coffee in the morning, made her copies for her, and occasionally watched her daughter when Gina went out. It was the closest that she could ever get to Gina; to watch her young daughter. And it made Rosa’s heart hurt all over again every single time. Iggy was a carbon copy of her mother. And Rosa would never admit it, but she loved Iggy like her own daughter. The daughter that she never knew that she wanted. The little girl who was the real daughter of the love of her life.

One day, Gina asked Rosa to babysit for Iggy while she went out. Rosa agreed, obviously. She found herself halfheartedly playing with Iggy Linetti, who was as always delighted to see Rosa.

Recently, Iggy had taken up calling Rosa just ‘Diaz’ in her adorable toddler voice after hearing her mother call Rosa by her last name. It made Rosa’s heart melt every single time the precious little girl said ‘Diaz’ or ‘Rosie.’

“My mommy said I can’t call you Rosie anymore,” Iggy informed Rosa that night. Rosa looked up.

“Well, why not?” Rosa asked curiously.

“Because she said that’s her thing to call you. I have to pick something else. And I don’t wanna call you just Rosa, because that’s boring,” Iggy complained. Rosa smiled. “What is Diaz short for anyways?” Iggy inquired.

“Nothing,” Rosa told her. “It’s my last name, like yours is Linetti.”

“Oh. Can I call you Ro-ro, then?”

“I would be honored if you did.”

“Okay,” Iggy said. “Ro-ro, I have a question. Do you love my mommy?”

The question nearly made Rosa choke. For so long, she had been so careful about her feelings; hiding them and sitting behind a disguise of apathy. No one had known, and Rosa was sure that no one would ever know. And then this small adorable toddler came in and tore down her once-indestructible wall and reached down and pulled her feeling to the surface. “What— what makes you say that?” Rosa asked.

Iggy shrugged. “Like, my mommy always talks about you. I think she loves you. She says that a lot,” Iggy said and continued scrawling on her coloring book.

“She says that?” Rosa asked softly.

Iggy nodded. “Yup. So do you love her back?”

“I— I’ve never really thought about that,” Rosa lied. She’s thought about loving Gina Linetti a lot. It was constantly on her mind. Gina was constantly on her mind, and Rosa knew for sure that she loved Gina.

“Because before she was leaving, Mommy said that she would rather be with Rosie. And then she said something about kissing,” Iggy said, coloring an apple with a teal crayon. “This is a pretty color,” she said, holding up the crayon and examining it.

Rosa wasn’t sure what to do. Iggy was a toddler; there could be a chance that what she was saying was inaccurate. Rosa hoped to hell that what she was saying was true, but still. Rosa doesn’t know what to say. I love your mommy and I wanna kiss her, crossed her mind, but Rosa pushed that thought away.

“You want to watch cartoons?” Rosa asked, and Iggy immediately jumped up.

“Yes!” She left the crayons discarded on the floor and pulled Rosa to the couch, grabbing the TV remote and handing it to Rosa. Rosa laughed and put an arm around Iggy’s tiny shoulder, turning on the TV and looking through the recorded cartoons.

Two hours later, Gina Linetti entered her apartment with smudged lipstick and her coat in her hand. What she found, was Rosa Diaz sleeping on her couch with Gina’s daughter’s head resting against her shoulder. Iggy was also asleep and the TV was still on in front of them.

Gina smiled, grabbing the remote and turning the TV off. Iggy stirred in her sleep. Gina gazed at the sight of Rosa’s peaceful state. Her curly hair fell over her eyes and her breathing was slow and steady. Gina sighed and walked closer to the two. She couldn’t help but to brush Rosa’s hair out of her face. This caused Rosa to wake up, and she looked up at Gina.

“Hi,” Gina laughed. “You look cute.”

Rosa’s heart fluttered in her chest. She glanced over to Iggy, who was also by then awake.

“Mommy!” Iggy screamed, standing up on the couch and hugging Gina. Gina laughed and held her daughter close for a few seconds before putting her down on the couch. “How was your date?” Iggy inquired.

“Terrible,” Gina said, glancing over at Rosa. Rosa tried to offer her some sort of smile, but she ended up looking down to the floor.

“Mommy, do you remember what you said?” Iggy said. “You know, about how you want to kiss Ro-ro’s face off?”

Gina’s jaw dropped open. “Enigma, how dare you expose me like this? I never—“

“You did, Mommy. You said that,” Iggy said brightly. “I think Ro-ro wants to kiss your face off too.”

It was Rosa’s turn to drop her jaw wide open. “Iggy, I never said—"

“You totally want to, though,” Iggy said with a knowing smile. “I’m right, I’m right, I’m right!”

“Is that so?” Gina said, looking down at Rosa with a smile.

Rosa gulped. She bit her lip and closed her eyes, before feeling Gina’s hands grabbing hers and pulling her up.

“If you wanna kiss me, and I wanna kiss you, then what’s stopping us?” Gina asked softly, pulling Rosa’s face into her hands. Rosa’s breath caught in her throat. Almost automatically, her arms weaved around Gina’s waist as she looked at Gina with surprise written all over her face.

And before she knew it, Gina’s lips were on hers. The exact moment that she had longed to feel for years. Gina’s lipstick tasted like strawberries. Her arms pulled Gina closer, and Gina’s arms were around her neck. Rosa could smell Gina’s perfume. She smelled like violets and fresh air and everything good—

“Mommy and Ro-ro are kissing! Mommy and Ro-ro are kissing!” Iggy shrieked.

Rosa and Gina almost reluctantly broke apart, still in each other’s arms. “You— you have no idea how long I’ve been in love with you, Gina,” Rosa croaked hoarsely.

“I want you, Rosa,” Gina said. “Maybe you have no idea how long I’ve wanted to kiss you, but I’ve always wanted to kiss you.”

“Does this mean that Ro-ro is my other mommy?” Iggy asked curiously.

Gina laughed. “Maybe someday. I’d like for that to happen.”

Rosa grinned, finally free of her burden of being in love with Gina with no one knowing. “Me too.”

#lina writes #my fic #my writing #b99 #brooklyn nine-nine #dianetti #rosa diaz #gina linetti #stephanie beatriz #chelsea peretti

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ao3feed-b99 · 5 years

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A Linetti-Peralta Snow Day

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2WuYs3z

by b99xperaltiago

Ben and Iggy spend the day with the Leah and the rest of the Peralta tribe after school gets cancelled for the day as a result of the snow that hit New York overnight.

Words: 2148, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 3 of Baby Nine-Nine

Fandoms: Brooklyn Nine-Nine (TV)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Characters: Gina Linetti, Jake Peralta, Iggy (Brooklyn Nine-Nine), Original Peralta-Santiago Child(ren), Other OC, Amy Santiago (mentioned)

Relationships: Gina Linetti & Jake Peralta

Additional Tags: Snow Day, Kid Fic, written because i wish my school did this at the moment!, a result of procrastination, Future Fic

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2WuYs3z

#ao3feed #fanfic #b99 #brooklyn nine nine #brooklyn nine-nine #b99 fic #b99 fanfic #tv show #jake per

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caatws · 6 years

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I’m so late to this but I just read that fic in the dianetti ao3 tag where iggy linetti just like fuckin up and died and the whole thing went from 0 to 100 real fast and I’m

#on the flip side.....i feel tempted to write some sort of iggy and dianetti angst now OOOHHH #madison finish the fics u already started working on challenge #madison.txt #b99 #dianetti

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holycalum · 6 years

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i was tagged by @tremendously-sassy-c-dizzle

height: 5’7

orientation: straight

relationship: single /:

where i live: midwest area

time: 10:07 pm

followers: 77

following: 54

favorite season: fall

fav fruit: kiwis

favorite flowers: baby’s breath

favorite intstrument: guitar maybe idk i’m NOT cultured

favorite scent: maybe amber

favorite color: pink

3 favorite foods: pasta, tacos, breakfast burritos

fav fictional character: GINA LINETTI

coffe/tea/hot chocolate: all of the above

average hours of sleep: anywhere from 6-12

dogs or cat: can’t betray my dog or my cat so both

dream trip(s): italy

number of blankets i sleep with: 3

lipstick or chapstick: chapstick

song stuck in my head: i love it by lil pump and kanye west /////:

last song i listened to: The City by Ed Sheeran??

last movie i watched: one of john mulaneys netflix specials

top 3 tv shows: brooklyn 99, 911, and that’s 70 show

books i’m currently reading: none unfortunately i have .001% free time

last google search: goddess iggy azalea

i’m tagging: @coffeewithcal @calumthomcs

#all abt me #these r fun #even tho #NO ONE CARES

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johnnydora · 6 years

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ENIGMA “IGGY” LINETTI

#spoilers

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ao3feed-b99 · 5 years

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never fell in love 'cause i just cut loose (but not when it comes to you)

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2MNWdE2

by darkrosemind

Words: 1800, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Brooklyn Nine-Nine (TV)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F

Characters: Rosa Diaz, Gina Linetti, Iggy Linetti

Relationships: Rosa Diaz/Gina Linetti, dianetti - Relationship

Additional Tags: bi character(s), pining!Rosa, dianetti, Happy Ending, Rosa has many feeling about Gina, Kind of Hurt/Comfort

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2MNWdE2

#ao3feed #fanfic #b99 #brooklyn nine nine #brooklyn nine-nine #b99 fic #b99 fanfic #tv show #jake per

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ao3feed-b99 · 5 years

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and when you smile the whole world stops (and stares for a while)

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2FXPsyR

by ydididodis

a perfect sunday in the park, set in the future

(literally just pure dianetti fluff, I felt bad for writing the sad stuff so here’s something cute!!)

Words: 887, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: brooklyn 99, Brooklyn nine-nine, Brooklyn Nine Nine, dianetti - Fandom

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F

Characters: Gina Linetti, Rosa Diaz, Iggy Linetti

Relationships: dianetti - Relationship, Rosa Diaz/Gina Linetti, Gina Linetti/Rosa Diaz

Additional Tags: Rosa’s mom makes a cameo, arlo is there too, its not just dianetti, also Rosa and iggys relationship, pure fluff, fluff fluff fluff, as an apology for the sad stuff, i promise nothing bad happens here, happy place, Established Relationship

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2FXPsyR

#ao3feed #fanfic #b99 #brooklyn nine nine #brooklyn nine-nine #b99 fic #b99 fanfic #tv show #jake per

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ao3feed-b99 · 5 years

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Let your waves crash down on me (and take us both to shore)

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2DF4HKA

by ydididodis

It’s 1 am on a Tuesday night when Gina Linetti gets a call not quite knowing what awaits her once she ends up at Rosa Diaz’ front door. It’s 12 words but they scare her like nothing has ever before.

(plays into post prison Rosa right before “Waking up (and getting up) has never been easy”)

Words: 1401, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: b99, Brooklyn Nine-Nine (TV), brooklyn 99

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/F

Characters: Gina Linetti, Rosa Diaz, Jake Peralta

Relationships: Rosa Diaz/Gina Linetti, Gina Linetti & Jake Peralta, Rosa Diaz & Gina Linetti, Gina Linetti/Rosa Diaz, dianetti - Relationship

Additional Tags: Mention of Amy santiago, mention of iggy, Anxiety, Blood, so much blood, PTSD, Panic Attacks, angsty, Fluff

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2DF4HKA

#ao3feed #fanfic #b99 #brooklyn nine nine #brooklyn nine-nine #b99 fic #b99 fanfic #tv show #jake per

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ao3feed-b99 · 5 years

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I fall in love (every time I look at you)

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2RCcH30

by ydididodis

They’re still staring deeply into each other’s eyes, trying to focus on each other and not that they’re the focus of a crowd.

“I do!”, they both exclaim at the same time before they share a passionate kiss.

Looking out into the crowd, the wives only see pride and happiness and joy. It’s their family, the most important people in their lives and it truly is the happiest days of both of their lives.

Words: 1275, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 3 of fluff city dianetti

Fandoms: Brooklyn Nine-Nine (TV)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F

Characters: Rosa Diaz, Gina Linetti, Iggy Linetti

Relationships: Gina Linetti/Rosa Diaz, dianetti - Relationship

Additional Tags: the whole precinct makes a cameo, Wedding, im sorry I repeat WEDDING, dianetti wedding, fLUFF CITY, fluff fluff fluff, super gay, theres a surprise!!, believe me you’ll want to read this

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2RCcH30

#ao3feed #fanfic #b99 #brooklyn nine nine #brooklyn nine-nine #b99 fic #b99 fanfic #tv show #jake per

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ao3feed-b99 · 5 years

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different masks

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2S7K5DA

by diazpizzaz

Rosa Diaz- tough, stoic, leather-jacket wearing badass. But there’s more to that, right?

Words: 1521, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Brooklyn Nine-Nine (TV)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences