#jake/amy fanfic

[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.”

[hoperays-song]

Ok, we all talk about enemies to lovers a lot because of the falling despite seeing the bad side first, but I feel like we’re forgetting friends to lovers can do the same thing.

Friends to lovers is falling in love with the entire person, not just their faults or their good side, or their appearance. They know each other and trust each other and fall in love because of that.

The know the faults like the enemy does. Bu they know the good side too. And all the bits in between. They fall in love with the whole person because they know the whole person.They know how they fit into their life and don’t want to live without it.

[hecckyeah]

So This Crazy Thing Happened at the Terra Bella Mountain Lodge

(ALL CHAPTERS NOW POSTED)

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The Bradfords were hoping for a nice, peaceful week off relaxing in the mountains to celebrate their anniversary. The Peralta-Santiago family just wanted a vacation somewhere new, with a view. It should have been a nice and simple week, filled with dips in the jaccuzi and rounds of ping-pong in the rec room. But nothing is ever simple when two of our favorite sleuthing couples from opposite ends of the country cross paths. Trouble ensues in the lodge, and everyone must work together, and quickly, before everything goes horribly wrong . . .

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Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Fandoms: Crossover - The Rookie / Brooklyn Nine-Nine

I'm such an impatient writer. I couldn't wait days or weeks to post this thing. Enjoy!!

[that-was-a-bit-stupid-of-you]

Amy: okay im gonna go get the wedding cake

Jake: perfect, while you do that I'll check on the ring bear

Amy:

Amy: you mean the ring bearER, right?

Jake:

Amy: look me in the eyes and tell me you're not going to bring a dangerous wild animal to our wedding

[nftdaisy]

no.2

i know you’re my endgame from the first time.

[karbisworld]

I am bored af and I wanted to write since a WHILE so let's go! <3

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✦˖ ݁ ˓♡˖ ݁ ˓⊹˖ ݁ ˓✦˖ ݁ ˓♡˖ ݁ ˓⊹˖ ݁ ˓✦˖ ݁ ˓♡˖ ݁ ˓⊹˖ ݁⟪NOTES⟫ ˓⊹˖ ݁ ˓♡˖ ݁ ˓✦˖ ݁ ˓⊹˖ ݁ ˓♡˖ ݁ ˓✦˖ ݁ ˓⊹˖ ݁ ˓♡˖ ݁ ˓✦ Hello, new writer on tumblr here so have patience with me <3 I really hope you guys like my work, if you notice any grammatical error, well English is my second language so yeah. If you like my work you guys can ask me to write any idea you would like and I will be glad to! In this story, since I love Jake and Amy together too much, they never truly dated, let's say that Amy wasn't really interested on dating Jake... Anyways, enjoy!

-Man I told you, love is not for me- said Jake while taking a sip of his beer

-Oh don't say that Jakie, it's their lose!- said Charles trying to cheer Jake up

-I just can't understand my luck! Y/N you're a woman, tell me all women's secrets, I just can't understand why Amy said she liked me but then said she didn't wanted a relationship!-

Y/N just shakes her head -I don't know Jake, you know how is Amy, she's just afraid of breaking a rule maybe? I don't know dude, I am not her, every woman is it's own world but, if you say she told you she liked you at some point I don't think you have no chance- she says also taking some sips of her beer since the three were in Shaw's after work

Jake just keeps drinking frustrated -It's just a puzzle, I mean, I know Amy loves puzzles and all that but... MAN, NO FAIR!- he says laying his head on the table getting more wasted since he had a free day tomorrow, Charles looked worried and kept trying to cheer him up but didn't succeeded.

-Y/N please do something- Charles whisper to you

-What do you want me to do? The guy is heartbroken and getting wasted, I don't think I can do much here more than paying more beers- you whisper back, trying to show like you're not worrying much, even though you really don't like to see Jake like this

-Y/N please! It's your chance- he whispers. Charles discovered you had a crush on Jake a damn while ago, but you asked him to keep it a secret since you didn't wanted to cause any trouble in what Jake and Amy might had in between. Charles being Charles almost blew your secret a bunch of times since he knows, but you somehow made him learn how to keep the secret

-Shut up!- you say more louder than in a whisper making Jake lift his head from the table

-What happens?- Jake says confused, he is kinda drunk but still making sense

-Nothing- you quickly respond

-I was telling Y/N that I need to go- Charles said, you quickly looked at him with a little of a angry expression, he didn't even looked at you -Sorry Jake, Rosa just send me a text, one of our open cases just go a new lead so I need to leave-

Jake nods -It's okay Charles, can I help with the case?- he asked and his face light up

-Sorry Jake, this new lead is the last thing we needed so we basically just need to do paperwork about the case- he said strategically knowing that Jake hated paperwork

-Oh okay, I guess I won't be the only one being miserable tonight!- Jake said playfully lifting his beer as Charles get up from the table, you give him a look of "I will kill you later" - Come on Y/N don't let me drinking alone tonight! after all we both have a free day tomorrow!- Jake said, it was obvious that the beer was making more effect than before cause he was a little louder than before

-Sure- you said drinking a little more, you didn't do much since looking at the situation you would need to drive this man home

-Tell me Y/N do you have a partner?- Jake asks to you almost making you choke with the beer out of the unexpected question

-I do not- you answered

-Why not?- he asked

-Where does this questions come from?- you ask back

-Well I have been talking about my horrible love life all night, I wanna move on from that a little. I know everything about Charles but you're less open than him so, I want to know- he says drinking a little more

You sigh -I guess you and I have a messed up love life in common- you admit finishing your beer

-How so?- he asks curious

You shrug -I don't know, I just don't have luck in that area too-

-Cheers for that!- he says playfully taking a smile out of you and you two clink your beers and take a sip -But may I ask what do you mean by not having luck? Too much of heartaches?- he asks curious again

The beer was starting to affect you a little bit making you more honest so you nodded -Yeah, either people being assholes or not being into me so... Yeah- you admit taking another sip of your beer

-Not being into you?! How? I mean, don't take me wrong but... You're gorgeous dude-

Your eyes widen and you feel like you're blushing but you try to play it cool -Hahaha, sureeee- you say playfully

-No no, really! I mean it!-

-Shut up- you say while laughing -You're too drunk and saying bullshit-

-I might be drunk but not blind dude! Really you look nice-

-Okay okay, then, thank you- you chuckled -But still I don't know, people can say that but weirdly I don't have luck at dating- you admit

-Maybe people gets intimidated by you- Jake says drinking a little more

-Why would they?-

-Well, I don't know, you're a cop, and a badass one! And you're smart and all that-

-Would you get intimidated by me?-

-Maybe- he says playfully

-And not by Amy?-

-Amy too, I was extremely intimidated by her! I only confessed because I thought I would never had an opportunity later, you know since I went under cover and all that... But well at the end of the day it didn't helped or anything...- He says sadly

You put your hand on his -It's okay, it was very brave, and well, as Charles said before... Maybe is their loss? I mean I know it hurts to be heartbroken but, maybe it was for the best- you say trying to cheer him up

He nods -Thanks Y/N you're a great friend- He says making your heart break a little bit, you just smiled and nodded

-Aren't you drunk enough yet? It's getting late- You said looking that it was almost midnight

-Come on Y/N! The night is young! Don't be a Holt and let's drink more!- he says asking for more beers

-No, not more for me, I need to drive you home afterwards- you say rejecting his beer

-Come on! Just this one I swear! Do it for my little broken heart yeah?- He asks giving you the beer

You roll your eyes and take the beer -Just this one tho! No more- You say and he smiles

-Yeeesss!- he started drinking more quickly while you only drank one more he had like almost 3 making him more wasted than before, even needing help to walk properly

-God damn it Jake! I told you we should've left before- you say with a little annoyed tone of voice helping him walk out of the bar to your car

Jake just laughs while walking grabbed to you since he's tripping with himself -No! We should've stayed more more more! I am not sad anymore meaning that drinking is good good good hahaha!- he said at this point barely making sense

-It's not good for my freaking back!- you say helping him lean on your car as you unlock it -Get in, I will drive you home- you say helping him getting into the car

-Woah than-thank you! Y/N is a savior!- he says while laughing getting on the passenger sit. You get on the driver sit

-Put your seatbelt, I drank a little too so we better be careful- you say to him, he tries to but fails as he's too drunk letting the seatbelt get back to it's position

-Y/N your seatbelt doesn't like me!- he says putting a sad face making look in between extremely dumb and funny and extremely cute and kissable; you took the first option and just laugh softly helping him getting the seatbelt on

-There dummy- you said with a chuckle not noticing that you were really close to him, so you just backed down to your sit and tried to avoid thinking much about it -Okay let's go, and please tell me if you feel bad in the road okay? I really really REALLY don't feel like cleaning vomit from my car-

He nods -Don't worry Y/N! I have a strong stomach!- he said with a smile

-I hope so- you said and started driving to his apartment, you opened his window in the car just in case but thankfully, you guys arrived just fine to his place. He looked more sleepy than before so you had to wake him a little. -Okay Jake we're here- you say getting out of the car to help him getting out. You help him until you guys are at his apartment door. -Well, here we are, take care, sleep on your side and all that- you said about to leave but he grabbed you by your wrist

-Please stay- he said with some puppy eyes that could even fucking win a #1 prize in the most perfect ones that had ever existed -I don't want to be alone... Not anymore...- He said as some tears started forming on his eyes absolutely wrenching your heart

-But... But...- You tried to think on an excuse but looking at him in that state it would be a sin -Fine...- you said leaving out a sigh, he smiled and pulled you into a big hug without a warning

-Thank you, you're the best, you're the... BLEGH!...-

To be continued... (yes, he vomited on u)

[bizarrelittlemew]

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[limesandcoconuts]

does anyone wanna give me a bit of advice for a b99 fanfic im writing, i just need an opinon pls

[letsperaltiago]

did you ever have someone kiss you in a crowded room? |jake x amy|

Some canon-compliant early relationship fluff (aka. one of my all time fave tropes) for you all :') And yes that hand-holding-article is real ahah. Prompt: "you can kiss me, you know." + "don’t mind me. just enjoying the view. " Words: 3.3k Rated: G

Leaving Shaw’s, she’d intended to stay away; the bar, the precinct, the mess, just everything, was to be left behind. Between depressing messages of hope, Yoghurt-mourning speeches, and then Jake’s… weird but also very sweet declaration of intentions on stage, it’d all been a tad too much for her. Primarily the latter. Jake. Gosh, if there was one thing she wanted more than anything it was to be with him. Easily and simply. Alas, the Vulture made it more than hard: impossible. How could she accept Jake be demoted for her? A girl he’d dated for 6 six days. Sure, there’d been almost two years of mutual, however staggered, idiotic pining which gave their new thing, relationship, whatever it was, some sort of emotional precedence, but still it seemed irrational and unnecessary that she’d have to cost him his dream job. No way. Not on her watch. 

Which is exactly why she’d fled the scene. Not because of Jake telling her (and every other mourner in the bar) that six days together had been enough for him to know that they had something special, and that he wouldn’t give up on them because all he cared about was being with her. See that actually made her blush like a school girl, a flock of butterflies set free in her belly in the best and most horrible way at the same time, because that was probably when she really realized how serious Jake was about them… about her. It scared her. How did Jake Childman Peralta go from being her annoying colleague to suddenly showing, even publicly declaring (officially to his dead boss, that is) that he cared more about her than his own dream? It scared the hell out of her but in a good kind of way. Scary with Jake somehow felt good, and if it wasn’t for their dirtbag of a boss she’d been grabbing Jake’s hand and jumped off whatever cliff she and Jake were currently standing on. 

Dead end. That’s what they were. She could see it in his eyes as he approached her with careful steps, catching her in the midst of packing her things. The hopelessness of the situation, their very own Gordian knot, sucked the courage out of his otherwise always bold and bright eyes as he confessed to being all out of plans and didn’t know what to do. It wasn’t a lot he got to say before Captain Holt had interrupted their despairing deliberation. Nevertheless, unmistakably and clear as day, it was all she needed to know and deep down already knew: Jake really cared about her and she about him… even more than she’d initially admitted to her still somewhat apprehensive self. 

After getting their asses saved, quote Holt himself, Amy saw the light and liveliness instantly come back to Jake’s eyes, the darkest dreadful brown shadows of his irises driven away by gleeful hazelly highlights. Having previously felt as if she was the Greek titan Atlas carrying the weight of the world on her shoulders, now knowing that nothing would stand in the way of them being together, the immense weight melted away in an instance. If Holt hadn’t been there and they weren’t in the middle of a buzzing precinct, she would’ve jumped into Jake’s arms and kissed him like there was no tomorrow. Relief rushed through her veins, her blood circulating in a surge that reminded her that this was what feeling alive truly felt like. It could in no world, past life or parallel universe be wrong to be with Jake if it made her feel like this. 

It was safe to say that Holt had already had his fair share of drama and drinks that day. Thus, after giving the two a nod and discrete look of delight (which by Holt-standards was equal to a blinding smile), he bid them a rest of the evening and trotted off to get a cab home to Kevin and Cheddar. 

Then there was two. Just the two of them. 

Jake turned to look at her, offering her thoughtful eyes and an amused smirk which let her know he had something in mind. She didn’t care what. Not in the sense that she didn’t care about what he was thinking; in the sense that he could tell her anything, as  lame, crazy, boring, weird or whatever it might be, and she would gladly listen. 

“Bar?”

“Definitely,” she grinned back, forgetting how she had cursed that place just 30 minutes ago. Amused and damning her blood for so shamelessly running to and ehancing her cheeks everytime he as much as looked her way. Before she could reach for her bag, he’d beat her to it and held the black leather tote by its long handles. His arm and hand came to the perfect length, she thought eyeing how the bag hung just two inches above the ground. 

“C’mon,” he uttered, playfully hitting her knee with her bag, then reaching out for her hand with his free one. The skin was soft, warm, perhaps even alien still but in way in which she couldn’t wait for it to feel familiar. His hand held hers, his palm facing downwards into hers, and this very specific article she’d once read in a women’s magazine about what different kinds of handholding meant popped into her mind. This kind of handhold, palm against palm, fingers wrapped around the other’s hand, was often a protective handhold where the person whose palm faced downward had the protective role. It was silly, she knew, but right then as he towed her with him into the now dark streets of Brooklyn, she liked the thought of it being true. 

Consequently, the recent return of good news brought them back to scene they’d fled from just 30 minutes ago. The bar was still crowded, mostly occupied by half-drunk officers and higher ranked officials, and the doomsday atmosphere from earlier had disappeared along with Dozermanns framed picture and the mic - which was probably for the best, Amy thought as they made their way to the bar to place their orders. 

“Beer?” he leaned against the bar.

“Beer,” she confirmed back, copying his pose and smiling at the sight of him carefully placing her bag on the stool next to him, keeping on hand on top of it meanwhile the other was used to signal two fingers. 

“Two beers, Hank.”

Hank nodded in approval. 

“I’ll just put my bag in the car, Jake. It’s annoying to have to look after it.” 

His head snapped to look at her. 

“It’s really no problem, Ames. Really.” He smiled softly and patted the soft, black leather. 

“You’re cute.” Gosh, he really was. Especially standing there in his nice uniform, handsome features highlighted by the glow of the bar’s twinkle lights. It sometimes rushed over her like a tidal wave just how cute he was and, honestly,  it made her head spin a little. “But I’ll put it in the car.” 

She grabbed one of the straps, about to pull, however Jake was quicker grabbing the other. Suddenly stuck in a tug-of-war of sorts, each their own strap with the rest of the bag dangling in the middle. Their eyes locked in with the others. She cocked a dark eyebrow challenging his actions. Jake on his side didn’t speak up and simply kept looking at her, eyes shining with mischief, a certain warmth and dreamy enchantment she wasn’t quite used to handling yet. Thus they stood there, neither of them letting go nor saying anything, one second after the other passing by as the sound of clinking glasses, laughter, music, and popped bottles subdued. Somehow, to her, it was just the two of them at that moment.

“What are you doing?” she chuckled, never letting her eyes slip from his.

For a moment he said nothing, simply keeping his eyes entangled with hers, shining with something so strong it had her blush coming right back to her cheeks - or had it ever really left? How could a couple of brown eyes, a pair he’d known for so long and looked into a million times before, shake her to her core like they did now? 

“Don’t mind me - just enjoying the view." He broke his silence. Distracted by the newfound charming smirk plastered on his face (the kind where it was mostly one corner doing the smiling while the other curled playfully) she failed to pay attention to anything else, and to her surprise, she suddenly felt a strong tug on the strap in her hand. Being taken off guard of course resulted in her body being roughly drawn across the space between the two, and she couldn’t tell if it was his plan. Whether or not it was, she, as a result of the sudden tug, felt her chest bump into his. If it hadn’t been for their reflexes telling their necks to yield back to avoid their heads bumping together, bleeding noses would definitely have been served. Instead, chins tugged bak from the yielding, they found themself inches from being nose tip to nose tip. His hands had instinctively flown to grab her hips to save her from tumbling further, and Amy could feel her breath hitch in her throat, taken back by the sudden move and the sudden proximity between them. It was when she was about to look at him and tell him off with a stupid, awkward joke that he noticed his lightly agape mouth and eyes drifting down to admire her lips. So close. They were so close, his always minty breath touching her face. 

Her cheeks must’ve been fiery red by now. How had she ever gone so long without giving in to him when her body reacted so strongly to his presence? 

She’d been pretty sure he didn’t do it consciously, however, still, she became even more aware of their very suddenly intimate position once his thumb slowly swept across her hipbone 

Yup, now she was definitely blushing. Speechless too, which was silly because, during the little less than a week they’d been dating, he’d been doing his fair share of shameless flirting and touching. Yes, that had mostly been in the privacy of either of their apartments. Never out in public amongst their peers which perhaps must’ve had him panicking a bit on the inside. From the look in his eyes she could tell the very exact moment he realized that a flirtatious punchline had slid right off his tongue and into the open air of what could be considered a work event. They’d talked a lot, like a lot, about worries, conserving mixing pleasure and business, pro-fer-sonal, as Jake liked to call it. It was mostly her worrying: she didn’t wanna risk getting in trouble or sabotaging her life-plan with any missteps. Even though he loved teasing her about it, he also respected it, which was now obviously showing on his face. His previously so mischievous smile was replaced by a nervous biting of his lips, a wistful gaze transformed into nervousness, and she could tell he was recalculating everything in his mind at a million miles per hour - or at least trying to. He was without a doubt trying to figure out if he’d crossed a line, and, if so, how he’d undo it.

Any other day in the past she would’ve probably turned to the easy solution: playfully pushed him off and hit him with a tongue-in-cheek comment. Today felt different. After spending a week holding their breaths and walking on eggshells around the Vulture, questioning everything they felt and had now finally given in, it’d feel so wrong to play it off cool and collected, acting as if they weren’t together because… they were. They were finally together for real; it’s what they’d been fighting for so long. Both each had their own respective battles but also their collective battle against the Vulture which only proved that they’re the best team. In more than just the professional way now, and this she had to allow herself to give in to. 

She heard hin swallow nervously, eyes switching between the ground, her eyes, and her lips. Around them, no one seemed to notice. The two of them. This was just the two of them, Amy reminded herself, and that was all that mattered. 

“You can kiss me, you know?” Tumbled out of her before she could overthink and regret it, which must’ve taken both herself and Jake by surprise. His before fly-swallowing gaping lips shut like a mousetrap and finally, she felt his eyes focus on hers once more. No constant moving, nothing, just his eyes looking into hers. Thump, she heard, as he let her bag fall to the ground. Strong fingers dug into the flesh of her hips with newfound confidence and she could tell that he finally hit that “screw this”-realization as well. He leaned in, covering the tiny bit of remaining space between them, and even then, just her luck, she could see his lips curl back into a smile.

“Oh yeah,” he cocked his eyebrows. “Lucky me,” he whispered just so he could feel lips ghosting against her before he, finally, drew her in entirely and welcomed her lips with his. As if they hadn’t already done a good amount of kissing, they were sucked into a tiny bubble of their own where nothing nor no one mattered. Their lips danced perfectly in sync, shifting between drawing in and fighting for dominance, to a melody that couldn’t be heard but could instead be felt. In that very moment, upon raising herself to stand on the tip of her toes and slide her hands around his neck, Amy had never been happier. Even in a crowded bar of colleagues and superiors, she couldn’t care less what people thought. For so long she’d yearned to know what Jake Peralta what feel and taste like, and now she could finally explore it whenever she wanted. For how long they stood like that, her bag thrown to the ground, his hands on her waist, her hands stroking his neck, she had no idea. It was slow, sweet, caring, nothing urgent or inappropriate, everything she needed and wanted. Each kiss was its own little earthquake. 

Sure, they did suffer some teasing, cat calling and whistling from their friends once they found them in a booth in the back corner of the bar. Knowing it was all with good intentions, they laughed it off, and for once, rather than it being Amy, it was Jake’s cheeks showing fifty shades of red. The evening proceeded as always, but better, Amy thought, as they played footsies under the table as Boyle told some absurd cuisine-related story. Two hours later she felt equally happy when leaving Rosa and Charles behind at the bar, not a single care in the world-like, as they made their way to her car parked in the precinct garage. They were joking, laughing at some lame joke he’d pulled out of thin air when suddenly he halted.

“Ames, your bag?”

“My bag?” she frowned at him when suddenly she realized that neither she nor he carried it. “Oh sh-”

“Hey, don’t worry! It’s probably still in the booth. Go ahead to the car and I’ll meet you there. Okay?” ” He smiled, squeezing her hand reassuringly.

Her eyes softened as she offered him a thankful smile back. How did she get so lucky?

“Thank you.”

 All Amy could do was smile to herself as she watched him jog back to the bar. She even found herself standing there for a moment after he’d disappeared into the dark, wondering just how she ever lived a life without this version of Jake Peralta in her life. Once reached her car, leaning against the side of it to wait, she took out her phone and gave into the mindnumbing act of scrolling through whatever social media timeline was the hype then and there. That’s when a text notification at the top of her screen caught her eye. 

Rosa Diaz: jake overheard a group of beat cops talking about you guys. he stomped out of the bar like an angry child lol 

Amy frowned at the message. What was going on and where was Jake? She wasn’t left wondering for too long. The sound of steps came closer, fast, and she just barely managed to recognize Jake’s figure before he’d dropped her bag on the ground next to her and pulled her into a kiss. Not just any kiss. A deep, warm, pushed-up-against-the-side of-her car-kind of kiss that had her toes curled in her uniform shoes. He didn’t seem angry or any kind of mood to worry about, however, something had definitely added some kind of fuel to his fire. The garage was dead silent, only the increasing intensity and loudness of their breathing could be heard. Amy felt swept off her feet, caught in a perfect storm where his body was the hurricane and their lips battled in the eye of it. Hands on her waist, feeling and stroking it with care, nails and fingers caught in his brown locks. She smiled and she felt him smile back, even though the intensity and lust of the moment. Deep down he’d always be a big softie. 

He pulled back a bit, breaking them apart, only to gaze into her eye with awe and admiration as if they hadn’t just spent the last couple of days being together. There was admiration, lust, and warmth, shining in them. Somehow the kiss had felt like a milestone, some sort of first kiss, in a way she couldn’t quite put a finger on. 

“You okay?” she whispered smiling, bopping the tip of his nose with her own in comfort. “Rosa texted me saying you stomped off.”

He rolled his eyes and shook his head, but she could tell he felt embarrassed. 

“Nothing.”

“That kiss wasn’t nothing, Peralta.” She teased with a grin. 

“It was really good, huh? Our first kiss as a non-threatened and non-soon-to-be-extinct couple.” Two could play that game. 

“Wow, so dark... and yes, it definitely was really good. Not gonna lie.” She bit the inside of her cheek. “But tell me what it was all about.”

“It was all about me being grossly obsessed with you.” He grinned and jabbed the sides of her waist, causing her to jump and giggle, caught in between his arms and the car. 

“Jake,” she scolded softly, impossible to help it when her smile stayed stuck on her face. 

He sighed, removing one hand from the side of her car to rub her forehead. “It was nothing, really. Just overheard some clowns talk about how bummed they were to find out that I’d … and I quote, “won you over by sheer luck”.” 

Oh… so people had noticed them, huh? Expecting herself to panic, overthinking what people would say or think, Amy was surprised by how calm and rather amused she felt upon hearing what had happened. It was as if it didn’t matter anymore. They were together, after all. 

“Oh, okay,” she nodded, not knowing what to say. Was he mad? Annoyed? Was she supposed to comment on it? 

“So I…” he bit his lip, pausing to think, “I just wanted to get back to you and really appreciate the luck that got me here.” The smile on his face was back, all restrains and tension about the situation, which he knew was more than silly, melted away. “Like wow, I just had to get back to you and appreciate how I get to just… kiss you whenever and wherever? And get to have these fans slash beat cops cheering us on?”

He smirked proudly and all Amy could do was laugh.  “You really are the lucky one, huh?” 

“I am, Ames. I really am. Also, so sorry for just jumping you. Should’ve thought that through - Brooklyn after dark isn’t exactly a safe haven.” 

“Don’t worry.” She smirked as she snaked her arms around his neck and pulled him into her, leaning her back against the car. Lips just far enough apart to not touch, she whispered “We’re both the lucky ones - that’s all that matters, Peralta.”

[mishtay]

Pancakes 🥞

Jake Peralta x reader

It was 7 in the morning when Y/n woke up, unusually early for a Saturday. She had the sudden urge to eat a pancake and her stomach considered it a great idea as well, forcing her to wake up.

Her gaze shifted to her sleeping boyfriend, smiling at the relaxed look on his face as he held her tightly.

She wiggled her way out and tip-toed out of bed to avoid waking up the brunette.

She yawned and stretched her arms over her head as she made her way to the kitchen. It was still pretty early and Y/n felt groggy but pancakes called and who was she to say no to that?

Standing on her toes her hand grazed over the pancake box but not enough for her to grab it. Making a frustrated noise she held on a table for support and tried again.

Arms wrapped around her waist making her yelp as she was gently lifted, just enough for her to reach the top shelf where the pancake mix was kept. As she was lowered to the ground she looked at the person lifting her.

"Jake," she said, "When did you wake up?"

"Just now," He said, voice little deeper than usual, "saw you reaching for the box and gave u a little lift." He ended his statement with a soft smirk.

She rolled her eyes and removed a bowl and whisk, opening the box of pancake mix.

"Whatcha doing?" He asked childishly, eyes curious.

"Making us some pancakes." She replied simply, mixing water with the mix.

"Can I help?" He asked pleadingly making her laugh.

"Of course babe, can you get some berries out of the fridge?" He rushed to do exactly as she said.

Jake observed his girlfriend carefully pouring the batter into the pan and leaned over to scoop some of the batter and apply it to her nose.

She made a surprised noise and put some batter on his nose too, laughing at the look on his face.

Very soon the two had various patches of batter on their faces and Jake was tickling Y/n with laughter of his own.

As he stopped 'assaulting' her as she said, she huffed to catch her breath. Jake doubled over with laughter at her annoyance.

"Shut up." She mumbled.

"Noooo." He whined.

She suddenly grabbed him by the front of his shirt and kissed him, cutting his laughter short. He immediately responded, hands resting on her waist comfortably.

He tasted of pancake batter and berries and she felt that tasting it on his lips was way better than eating the real thing.

As the two broke apart Jake stared at Y/n with something that could only be described as awe.

"What? You weren't shutting up." She said, suddenly feeling a bit shy.

He laughed and pulled her close, kissing her forehead.

The two jumped apart at the smoke alarm ringing, Y/n screaming, "the pancakes are on fire!"

Jake laughed as his panicking girlfriend rushed to the kitchen and desperately tried saving the burnt pancake.

Y/n had waken up for pancakes, but somehow managed to get something even better and she wasn't even a bit mad at it.

[lenacosse]

hiii !!! could you please write about jake peralta, preferably smut with a dominant reader?:)

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a/n: hope you enjoy this, for anyone who’s left requests please bare with me. im writing here and there, ive been preoccupied and struggle to find motivation, ive rosa diaz, amy santiago, another jake fic and a james potter fic to come plus any other requests i have coming soon i hope :)

‘i just got some real good news from work boy

you can’t imagine what i’m bout to say

it’s so hard to hold back, baby

i’m so excited i can hardly wait’

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You nervously fix your skirt for the fifth time, smoothing it over obsessively trying to perfect your appearance. You knew it wasn’t going to change the outcome of your meeting but nevertheless here you were, panicking over the subtle crease of your skirt.

“(Y/L/N)?” Called out the friendly face of the sectary, “Mr Jones will see you now.”

You nod and stand up, you take a shaky breath and continue down the familiar path to your bosses office. Usually you were so confident, so sure of yourself yet this was no average meeting. This meeting would determine your future. You reach his office and frantically wipe your sweaty palms on your jacket in attempt to dry them, once semi satisfied you knock and open the door.

“(Y/N) please have a seat,” Mr Jones smiles, motioning to the seat. You sit down. “Im going to cut to the chase here, you are an excellent contributor to our team.”

“Thank you.”

“These last four years I’ve seen a real shift in our overall work environment, clientele, partners, work ethic and most importantly inner work relationships.” He smiles and gets out a piece of paper. “I’m not offering you the standard promotion. I’m appointing you head of department, this will be a rather enormous change but I see potential in you. You are the heart of my company and it’s about time you get praised.”

You heart has practically stopped at this point, never did you ever see yourself in such a role. It took all your willpower not to crack into an obnoxious smile that broke all professional expectations, instead you politely thanked him and signed your new contract. Getting to your car was a blur, but here you now sit in the parking lot grinning like an idiot. Of course the only reasonable thing to do was call your boyfriend.

“Hey baby, hope I’m not interrupting.” Your voice sounds.

“Nah, perfect timing just done a huge drug bust now we’re on our way back to the precinct.”

“Well done, who you with?”

“Rosa,”

“Hey,” a third voice said, you instantly recognised it as Rosa.

“Hi Rosa,”

“You had your interview right?” Jake asked, diverting the conversation.

“I did,”

“Well? Tell me.”

“I got some real good new. However it’s a surprise.”

“Oh come on! Tell me I want to know already,”

“You really wanna know? You’ll have to wait.”

“Fine. When are you telling me?”

“Tonight. Come straight from work,”

“Cool cool cool. See you then.”

“Bye.”

You end the call and drive back to home, you felt out of this world. Being so young and successful never felt so good, you were undoubtedly a baller.

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By the time Jake got off work you cleaned your apartment and got real dressed up. After all tonight was no ordinary night, you finish the last of your glass of wine as your buzzer goes. In an instant you buzz Jake in and wait by the door. The door opens and there he stands, wine and flowers in hand. You couldn’t control the shit eating smile that spread across your face.

“Hey you,” you stepped aside to let him in.

Jake handed you the flowers and placed a kiss to your cheek. “So… tell me. I’m dying to know.”

“Is that so?” You wink and make your way to the kitchen, placing your flowers into a vase.

“Yes.” Jake’s arms wrap around your waist pulling you into him, his warm breath on your neck makes you shudder.

“How badly do you want to know?”

“So badly baby, need to spoil you.”

You smirk and turn around, wrapping your arms around his neck. His hands naturally falling to your hips.

“You’re looking at the head of department.”

“Head of department?! That’s great. I’m so proud of you.” Jake gushed, the act making your cheeks flush.

“I get to boss people around.” You grin, biting your lip.

“Bet you’ll love that.” Jake teases.

“I will, but it’s just that.” You dramatically frown. “I need more practice.”

“Really?” He pulls you closer.

You kiss at his neck, sucking softly on the skin before licking a stripe to his jawline and moving to his ear.

“I think I lead you into my bedroom.” You whisper.

“I think that’s a good idea.” His voice soft and gentle.

You take his hand and lead him into your bedroom. In an instant you push him against the wall and begin to undo his shirt, after removing it you go back to his neck peppering kisses all over.

“Get onto the bed Peralta,” you order, your voice dripping with demand. Of course he obliges and sits on your bed.

You smirk and make your way to him, you straddle him and run your hand through his tousled hair. You slowly rock your hips, grinding up against him. A soft whimper comes from him.

“You’ve been so supportive, and so good to me. I’m going to treat you so well.” You whisper.

Jake looks at you, his expression was one you’ve never seen before. So utterly love stricken and submissive for you, the expression itself was enough to get you going but you had to regulate yourself. You press your lips to his, kissing him passionately as your tongues danced together. Slowly you pulled back and stroked his cheek before getting off his lap, you took a second to look at his lap, you bit your lip at the sight of his hard-on. You undone the zipper on your dress and dropped it to the floor revealing your lacy underwear and matching bralet.

“You’re so perfect,” Jake said as his hand reached out to bring you back.

You straddled him again and pushed him flat against the bed. You moved with him and groaned as he caressed your ass and thighs, the heat building between your thighs. You attached your lips to his collarbone, not holding back from marking him. This solidified your presence, the idea of him being yours was enough to cure your problems. You got off Jake’s lap and kneeled beside him, you undone his belt and he kicked off his trousers. You bit your lip at the sight before you, through his boxers you could see his very hard dick begging to be released. You palmed him through the fabric watching as his face contoured in pleasure.

“Please baby..”

“Please what? Need to talk Peralta.”

“Please use your mouth,”

You smirked in response and pulled off his boxers, his needy cock aggressively swinging out. Slowly you put your lips to his tip, you took half of him in your mouth and very slowly moved your head. You swirled your tongue gently over his tip then pulled back.

“Tell me how much you need me.” You teased as you slowly stroked his base, gentle moans falling from his mouth in response.

“I need you so bad, I’ve been thinking about you all day. Thinking about how much- mmm, I want your mouth on me, or how much I need to feel you around me.”

“Is that right?” You taunt, your voice thick with a tone of seduction. Your hand got faster around Jake, pleasuring him more and more by the second.

“Yes- fuck. That’s right- need you so bad.” His voice was a straight moan, a moan which you couldn’t help but be desperate for.

You lowered your head again and wrapped your lips around him, you hollowed your cheeks and moved your head. Doing exactly what he likes, his hands held your hair- only encouraging you further. His moans got more desperate and breathless indicating he’s close. You pulled back and sat up right. You took your remaining clothes off and straddled him again. Your lips went to his as your hand went into his hand. The other guided his cock to your entrance. You slid down on him and immediately started moving, you gripped his hair letting curses of pleasure escape your lips as you gripped onto the headboard. You looked down to Jake who’s eyes were full of pure pleasure and bliss, his desperate moans filled the room as did the sound of your bed hitting the wall.

“You feel so good,” you moaned, sending a chain of praises to your sex-drunk boyfriend. You rocked your hips faster the pleasure building increasingly as you chased that feeling.

You gripped the headboard with both hands as your whole body shook in pleasure. Your vision was spotting and your mind was foggy, the only thing registering was the ecstasy you were feeling. The coil tightened even further until you came with a deafening moan, Jake was right after you gripping your hips as his breath shuddered. Slowly you climbed off him and lay beside him. You looked at him, taking in his beauty, his eyes were glassy and his lips were swollen.

He turned to you with a bashful smile, “get promoted more often.”

You rolled you eye not fighting off the grin that was cracking through, you moved into him resting your head on his chest as your hands stroked his hair. Nothing but contentment overcame you, Jake was home to you and on days like this where there’s happiness there’s no one you’d rather share it with.

[ratchet9cooper]

I’m writing a Brooklyn 99 fic, and I would like some input.

It’s in the future, and Jake and Amy have a second child, a daughter, and since their son is named Maclean, Jake gave Amy uncontested authority over their daughters name

Does anyone know any female historical figures who did something like invent filing or folder tabs or something?

[hecckyeah]

So This Crazy Thing Happened at the Terra Bella Mountain Lodge

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The Bradfords were hoping for a nice, peaceful week off relaxing in the mountains to celebrate their anniversary. The Peralta-Santiago family just wanted a vacation somewhere new, with a view. It should have been a nice and simple week, filled with dips in the jaccuzi and rounds of ping-pong in the rec room. But nothing is ever simple when our two favorite sleuthing couples from opposite ends of the country cross paths. Trouble ensues in the lodge, and everyone must work together, and quickly, before everything goes horribly wrong . . .

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Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Fandoms: Crossover - The Rookie / Brooklyn Nine-Nine

[le-amewzing]

a taste of your own medicine

I didn't mean to ship any of these dorks and then the Halloween special hit me with feels, wth. :'3 *Note: This is set during s1e11, "Havoc-ween."

Fic: "a taste of your own medicine [FFN] [AO3] [pfio]

Pairings/Characters: Jake Madden & Amy Madden, pre?onesided?Amy/Hartley (with a mention of Jake/Starling)

Rating: K

Words: ~840

Additional info: family, angst, romance, 3rd person POV

Summary: After they rescue Hartley, Jake notes the way this most recent instance of danger sticks with Amy, and he can't help but dwell on what she said to Grandma. Maybe he and his sister are more alike than they realized…

      Halloween definitely has not gone as planned.

      That's the only thing in Jake's mind as Hartley's party winds down after he and Amy trick Grandma back into captivity. There's just—there's no un-ringing that bell. Tonight was supposed to be his family's first big holiday as normal people, not as villains, and they didn't manage to pull that off. Now he (well, mostly Amy) is in Damage Control mode, especially since Hartley keeps her distance for the rest of the night.

      And that's a new one. Hartley's got a good set of morals, a personal code Jake admires. So for Hartley not to forgive Amy this time around, things are bad. But worse than that…?

      Jake joins Amy, sitting by the refreshments, and notes the empty cup in her hand, so he tries to force a plate of cake into her lap instead. When chocolate doesn't breathe life back into his sister, he bumps his hip against her shoulder. Er, well, he tries to bump his hip against her shoulder. That's easier said than done when one's wearing a pumpkin guts costume.

      But at least that earns him a tired sigh from Amy, even if she doesn't look up at him. "What, Jake?" she asks, her tone even.

      He follows her eyes out into the thinning crowd, to that particular girl swathed in gold. He grins and chuckles to himself. "I wouldn't worry about Hartley too much, Amy. Besides, you two go well together." He points at Hartley and gestures to their neighbor's sun goddess costume before glancing back at Amy. "The sun's never far behind the rainclouds, after all."

      But Amy's not here for the nod to her costume complementing Hartley's, nor does she appreciate Jake's attempt to cheer her up. If anything, the small frown on her face deepens to a grimace. Amy sets aside the chocolate cake, untouched, and shakes her head. "I…don't like it, but. I guess I can…maybe comes to terms with Hartley staying mad at me this time. I just—I keep replaying in my head, that scene from earlier, with Grandma's voice coming out of Hartley's mouth, with Grandma controlling her movements." She pauses, and Jake would swear she fights back a shiver at the rather disturbing memory. "As long as Hartley hasn't disappeared…"

      "You'll take a mad Hartley than no Hartley at all," Jake supplies.

      Amy nods. She glances up at him, and, for a fleeting second, Jakes thinks his sister, dastardly tough girl Havoc, is on the verge of crying. Then she blinks, and she's just angry with herself yet again, trying to hide how badly tonight's encounter with their powerful grandmother has left her shaken.

      So Jake doesn't push her to make further conversation, and he doesn't try to cheer her up more. Instead, he mulls over this vulnerable side Amy shared of herself…and he thinks it makes sense, that it falls in line with his sister's character, actually. Maybe, he thinks, Amy's finally growing up, learning to care for the one friend she has.

      The Maddens only stay on the sidelines for so long, though. When Hartley thanks the stragglers for coming and sends everyone else home and it's clear Hartley's got her hands full cleaning up everything on her own, it's a no-brainer for Jake that he'll pitch in and help his friend out.

      But more surprisingly is that the same occurs to Amy, and she grabs a garbage bag and starts cleaning even before her brother does. It's a rare sight and probably can be explained by Amy's guilt for nearly ruining Hartley's special night.

      And yet…Jake pauses in breaking down some of the hanging decorations, because what's going on behind him on the floor to be far more interesting.

      Hartley still hasn't forgiven Amy, and she's surprisingly good at doling out the silent treatment. But more curious is Amy's expression aimed at Hartley's back for the rest of the night. The longer Hartley ignores Amy, the more Amy resembles a hurt puppy to Jake.

      Jake can't say he blames Hartley for not immediately forgiving Amy. But Amy's shown a lot of change, growth, in just one evening, and the way she's holding out for Hartley's ray-of-sunshine attitude to return…nah, the way she's waiting for Hartley simply to look at her again?

      It reminds Jake a lot of him and Starling.

      And the reminder of his hero hits him hard, enough that he's got to tear his eyes away from Amy and Hartley and focus on the task at hand.

      The three of them finish up faster than Jake expected, which finally brightens Hartley's mood. "Thank you guys so much," she chirps, all smiles again as she pulls her sun crown from her hair.

      Jake raises his eyebrows and slides his eyes Amy's way, wondering how this newer Amy will handle the return of the Hartley she's missed all night long.

      But Amy shrugs it off as they make to head home, and Jake wonders if he misinterpreted things before, especially since Amy wears her usual, villainous smirk once more.

Done for the 5, 10, 20, 50, 70, 100 Fandoms Challenge in the HPFC forum on FFN. That last line is so ominous, *lol*. XD But, nah, Jake's deffo smart and a better people reader than he thinks… ;) I've been enjoying this show and Ultra Violet & Black Scorpion from the get-go, but srsly "Havoc-ween" gave me alllll them feels when Grandma and her possession abilities arrived. It was such a great ep!!! It also helps that Hartley, Celia, and Jake are my favs, but this was an ep where I rly saw Amy's potential for good charrie dvlpmt, and I was so proud of her. ;w; So whether platonic or romantic (bc bby gays exist! -w-), I dig the Hartmy. And also Jarling, hence the comparison. (The ship-thru-others'-eyes storytelling technique used here is just a fav of mine I've done for a bunch of my other fandoms and I couldn't resist for my first VoVV fic~ :D) Aaaand I'm off to write another Hartmy bc the more I think about them, the cuter and funnier everyone is to me. (Also I'm rly looking forward to new eps for the rest of the season coming, so if you're a fellow VoVV fan, pls come chat…! TT-TT)

Thanks for reading, and feel free to leave an anon/unsigned review via the FFN link or comment via the AO3 link at the top of the post, especially if you enjoyed this!

~mew

[xoxobuckybarnes]

Writing Patterns

Thanks for the tag @sparkagrace 💜

Rules: list the first line of your last 10 posted fics and see if there’s a pattern!

Steve pulls the collar of his coat up around his neck. (February)

Steve stifles a yawn as he walks off the quintjet. (January)

Bucky holds his mother’s hand tightly, both his little hands clutching hers with all his might. (Going for Gold)

An incessant ringing wakes Steve from the deep, blissful sleep he was in. (Love is All Around Us)

Steve walks warily down the street with his brim pulled way down low. (Another One Bites the Dust)

“You look great.” (If Only...)

Steve Rogers never backs down from a fight. (Your Shadow Weighs a Ton)

Amy ran into the precinct, grabbing a perp by the back of his shirt, her breathing heavy. (The Last Ride)

Amy Santiago always wears SPF 30. (Sunscreen)

“I promise, I’ll only be here for a month." (Now Everything is Easy Cause of You)

I didn't realize how often I start with a character's name and an action. I looked at my three current WIPs and 2 of them also do this. So, clearly I have a certain style, whether bad or good. (Also, look at my Brooklyn Nine-Nine fics! I haven't looked back at them in a while).

Don't know who's already done this, but I'm tagging @somanywords, @cable-knit-sweater, @andrea1717, @burnin-brighter & anyone else who wants to participate!

[karbisworld]

P.4

✦˖ ݁ ˓♡˖ ݁ ˓⊹˖ ݁ ˓✦˖ ݁ ˓♡˖ ݁ ˓⊹˖ ݁ ˓✦˖ ݁ ˓♡˖ ݁ ˓⊹˖ ݁ ˓⟪SHIP⟫˖ ݁ ˓⊹˖ ݁ ˓♡˖ ݁ ˓✦˖ ݁ ˓⊹˖ ݁ ˓♡˖ ݁ ˓✦˖ ݁ ˓⊹˖ ݁ ˓♡˖ ݁ ˓✦ Jake Peralta x Reader

✦˖ ݁ ˓♡˖ ݁ ˓⊹˖ ݁ ˓✦˖ ݁ ˓♡˖ ݁ ˓⊹˖ ݁ ˓✦˖ ݁ ˓♡˖ ݁ ˓⟪CATEGORIES⟫˖ ݁ ˓♡˖ ݁ ˓✦˖ ݁ ˓⊹˖ ݁ ˓♡˖ ݁ ˓✦˖ ݁ ˓⊹˖ ݁ ˓♡˖ ݁ ˓✦ Romance // Comedy // Little angst // Friends to Lovers

✦˖ ݁ ˓♡˖ ݁ ˓⊹˖ ݁ ˓✦˖ ݁ ˓♡˖ ݁ ˓⊹˖ ݁ ˓✦˖ ݁ ˓♡˖ ݁ ⊹⟪SUMMARY⟫⊹ ݁ ˓♡˖ ݁ ˓✦˖ ݁ ˓⊹˖ ݁ ˓♡˖ ݁ ˓✦˖ ݁ ˓⊹˖ ݁ ˓♡˖ ݁ ˓✦ Jake Peralta just got his heart broken by the two women's he liked the most, his formal girlfriend at the time Sophia Perez, who broke with him and his another romantic interest Amy after she told him that she didn't wanted a relationship inside work; now he's alone with only his friends.

✦˖ ݁ ˓♡˖ ݁ ˓⊹˖ ݁ ˓✦˖ ݁ ˓♡˖ ݁ ˓⊹˖ ݁ ˓✦˖ ݁ ˓♡˖ ݁ ˓⊹˖ ݁⟪NOTES⟫ ˓⊹˖ ݁ ˓♡˖ ݁ ˓✦˖ ݁ ˓⊹˖ ݁ ˓♡˖ ݁ ˓✦˖ ݁ ˓⊹˖ ݁ ˓♡˖ ݁ ˓✦

Hey guys, sorry about leaving you all hanging, college has had me extremely busy lately! But thanks for waiting <3

✦˖ ݁ ˓♡˖ ݁ ˓⊹˖ ݁ ˓✦˖ ݁ ˓♡˖ ݁ ˓⊹˖ ݁ ˓✦˖ ݁ ˓♡˖ ݁ ˓⊹˖ ݁ ˓✦˖ ݁ ˓♡˖ ݁ ˓⊹˖ ݁ ˓✦˖ ݁ ˓♡˖ ݁ ˓⊹˖ ݁ ˓✦˖ ݁ ˓♡˖ ݁ ˓⊹˖ ݁ ˓✦˖ ݁ ˓♡˖ ݁

Your view You get into the restaurant, your friend and your date were already there.

-Oh, sorry, did I made you guys wait too long? Work was a little busy today- you say a little embarrassed greeting your friends

-Oh no it's okay, we just got here- your friend says to you

-Plus it's a privilege to wait for someone so pretty- your date says in a flirty voice, you laugh softly so do your friends

-I see you're planning on going hard tonight mhm? - you say playfully, your date laughs

-What can I say, I am just glad you finally decided to give me a chance - your date says and you laugh

After a little, your friends and you ordered some food and started having a good time together, talking about your job, their jobs, your friends kids, etc. You started to forget all about Jake in your brain for a little and now you're focusing on having some fun with your friends and date.

-Well honey, we need to go- your best friend says to you and their partner nods- Our babysitter works until 9:30 pm so, no more fun for us, but you guys are young and single, you can keep having some more fun still!-

You felt a little nervous about the idea of being alone with your date but for the sake of trying new things you accepted, after all he wasn't a stranger or anything but a not so close friend of the group -Okay, I guess we can stay a little longer- you say with a smile, your date seems excited about it

-Should the still single adults here start grabbing some drinks now?- your date asks playfully you smile

-Okay but nothing too strong, I still need to work tomorrow- you say with a smile and he nods and asks the waiters for some glasses of wine

-Is wine soft enough?- he asks before the order is placed, you nod and the waitress goes for the wine.

After some little time the waitress comes back with a bottle of wine and the glasses, serving you and your date some. You two start drinking and having some more fun. The date is going well, your brain is focused on him for now which is what you wanted, until…

-Y/N? Oh what a coincidence!- you heard the only voice you definitely didn't wanted to hear in that date… Jake Peralta

-Jake? What are you doing here?- you ask with a surprised tone

-Hey, a hi would be good - he says playfully - Hey there, Y/N's boss- says Jake giving his hand for a handshake with your date

-He's not my boss- you say quickly - And really what are you doing here? - you ask a little annoyed-

-Well, I hate ruining your fun but Holt has assigned us to a super important job… Undercover- he whispers on your ear

-What? When?-

-Just now, look! - he shows you his phone with a text message of Holt saying that needed Jake and other person in the precent for an important undercover job.

-That definitely doesn't say you and me were assigned-

-Yeah but Holt say I could choose who I wanted as my partner and it's you- he says with a little playful smile

-Come on Jake, you can pick someone else, you know I am busy - you say annoyed

-It's okay Y/N, I understand your work is super important, if you need to go catch some bad boys go, we can reschedule another date later, we already had a pretty good time anyways- your date says with a smile

-Really? You don't mind?- you ask a little embarrassed your date shakes his head with a smile - I am so sorry, I hope we can reschedule soon - you say feeling ashamed grabbing your things to leave with Jake. Jake says goodbye to your date and you guys leave the restaurant.

-You're so annoying did you knew that?- you say to Jake getting on his car

-Hey it's not my fault that duty came in the middle of your cute date- he says in a teasing voice

-It is your fault cause you could've picked Charles or Rosa, but no, you wanted to annoy me - you say in a clearly annoyed voice - Just like always!-

-Hey it's not my fault actually! Charles was busy with other case, I had no way of reaching Rosa and I think she was busy too, Amy worked a week in a row including nights and today was her day off, Terry is with his family and well, I think you're way better than working with Hitchcock or Scully - he says in a playful voice

-I find hard to believe all that to be honest - you say and roll your eyes

-I need to say tho, you look cute all pissed off- he says in a teasing voice. Your eyes widen

-Shut up!- you say annoyed yet a little flustered. He smiles and starts driving to the place where they needed to be for their undercover job

-So apparently we will need to act as a couple in this job darling~-he says teasingly grabbing your hand

-What?!- you say moving your hand away from his

-Don't be so feisty! Apparently our suspect has been seen selling the new drug taxi in this bar, and what a better way of mixing out with people in a bar than acting like a crazy couple trying to have some good time?- he says with a playful smile

-What would you have done if you needed to bring Charles mhm? Would you guys act like a weird but cute gay couple or something? - you say playfully

-Ha ha… No, but that's why I didn't asked Charles and I asked you -

-So you confess you chosed me to piss me off huh?-

-A little, but hey, it will be fun! I mean what more fun than pretending to be wasted with your favorite coworker? - he says playfully - Plus I saved you from a dull night of wine, talk and probably some regret sex tomorrow morning!-

-Shut up! I wasn't going to sleep with him, and it wasn't a dull time, I was having fun until someone unwanted appeared-

-Wow, calling me unwanted really hurts, and to think that the first person I thought for this job was you- he says in a playful hurt way

-Oh right, I surely was the first person that came to mind after you knew you couldn't have Amy to play these little games with you- you say in a serious voice, it really annoyed you to be his second option

-For your information I didn't even thought of Amy for this-

-Cause you already knew she would say no?-

-Cause I wanted to hang out with you- He says with a serious way and then gets a little nervous and comes back to his kinda playful self -I.. I mean, work with you since you're an amazing detective... Almost as good as me- He says getting back fully to his playful side

-Sure sure, I believe you- you say getting off his car. He follows you with a smile -Now, I do look ready for a club night, but you look like a cop- you say looking at him up and down

-Hey! My eyes are up here Ms.Y/N- he says playfully - and don't worry, I know how to become party like- he says and starts taking his tie off, unbuttoning some buttons of his shirt and grabbing his leather jacket and putting it in- Here, how do I look? -

-Like a dumbass but that's not new- you say playfully, he smiles.

-Haha, very funny, now shall we get into the bar my lady?- he says trying to grab you from your waist, you move away

-Hey, I didn't said I agree to play that I am your partner, actually, I think we would cover more place if we separate- you say playfully

-Separate? With you in that dress? Nah-uh, we would have to put two criminals in jail then- he says grabbing you by your waist again pulling you close -We're going in there together, and since Holt let me chose my partner it means I am the one in charge so it is an order Ms.Y/N- he says with a smile, you roll your eyes

-Whatever then, just don't get so handsy- you say moving his hand a little and he nods. You try to keep your cool as much as you can but you can't avoid to feel like if your heart is about to come out of your chest

You guys enter to the bar and it's very very crowded, there is a lot of people dancing and drinking and just overall having the time of their lives.

-Shall we mix with the crew and dance?- Jake says in your ear making you get chills up your spine

-I don't dance- you say loudly so he could hear over the music

-I will teach you, come on, it's an order~- he says playfully pulling you in between the people into the dance floor, you regretted to have finished your calm date for this -Here just let the music guide you- He says putting both of his hands on your hips while dancing a little

-I am not drunk enough for this- you say feeling a little embarrassed trying to dance. He laughs

-That's it you're doing it!- He says with a big smile

-If you ever tell any of this to anyone in the precinct I am definitely killing you- you say embarrassed and he laughs

-Don't worry, I am not telling- he says with a smile and gets closer to you -But don't say precinct too hard, people might hear you're not just a beautiful woman having fun~- he says playfully on your ear, you can't keep your cool anymore, you blush

-I... Y-yeah... S-sorry- you say flustered and he smiles. He's about to say something else but you noticed in the corner of your eye someone selling some drugs -There it is- You say softly -Follow me-

You smile and start acting more drunk pulling his hand -I am tired of dancing, I want some better emotions!- you say putting his hands on your hips really close to your butt -Let's go to the bathroom~- you say in a drunkish voice passing your hand on his thigh almost on his private place, he's extremely surprised and flustered about this and then notices that the bathroom is close to where the dealer is. He tries to play it cool now

-Lead the way sweetheart~- He says putting his hands straight in your butt, you look at him with an annoyed face and he just smiles. You start walking and making your way

-Hey babe look, happy pills! Buy me some!~- you say with a drunk and whinny voice while getting closer to the dealer, he notices you being drunk and smiles

-I heard the pretty lady wants some fun~- The dealer says grabbing you by the butt, you try to keep your act

-Yes! I want to have fun! so much fun! He wants me to fuck him in the bathroom but I don't know how my performance would be with only alcohol and no happy pills- You say leaning into the dealer like a drunk who can barely stand. Jake looks annoyed at this but tries to keep his cool

-How much so the pretty lady can have her pills?- Jake says sending his hand to his back like if he's trying to reach his wallet, but before the dealer could respond he takes off his gun - NYPD GET ON THE GROUND - Jake says annoyed and you that were already holding the guy grabbed his hands and throwed him into the ground pulling your knee on his back so he didn't escaped. A bunch of people started running away from the bar so they didn't got in trouble, but the most important one was the dealer

You guys check the dealer and find that he has his backpack full of different types of drugs, plus a little small gun and a knife, you take care of it and handcuff him. Jake had called some backup before they got into the bar so the other policeman took the guy into the precinct and you guys followed on Jake's car. The air was a little uncomfortable after all that drama.

-Well you got your jackpot, Holt is gonna be proud- You say trying to break the uncomfortable silence

-I couldn't have done it without you, you're a great actress by the way- He says following the conversation and the uncomfortable air started to fade out

-I tried my best- You say with a smile -You're not so bad yourself, even tho if you ever grab my butt like that again I am smacking you- you say playfully he laughs

-Hey you were touching risky too- he says a little flustered -Plus if the dealer can so can I- he says teasingly

-Oh shut up!- you say with a laugh -That guy did and probably will regret it for a while now so don't you try ever again or you will find consequences as the guy did- You say with a chuckle, he laughs as well

-Well maybe the consequences are worth it- he says playfully

-Shut up- you say with a chuckle yet a little embarrassed at his comment. He laughs.

-You look pretty all flustered~- He says playfully

-Shut up, we are not playing crazy partner anymore, you can stop flirting- you say with a pout

-Well maybe I was not flirting only because we were playing undercover- he says without taking his eyes off the road feeling nervous of his own confession. Your eyes widen

-I don't like to be played with Jake Peralta, you can stop- you say in an annoyed tone, then you see Jake parking in the side of the road

-Why if I don't want to stop?- he says looking at you

-Did you really took some pills out of the dealer or what the fuck is wrong with you?- you say a little nervous, your heart beating faster

-No it's not that!- he says scratching the back of his head clearly nervous- Listen I...- he takes a deep breath- I know you like me...- He says with a serious face and no hesitation - Charles told me...-

WE HAVE CONFESSION WOOHOO! Anyways I need to sleep, I will try to continue tomorrow or in this week. Thank you so much for reading I hope you guys like it <3