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mannyblacque · 6 months
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Somewhere in the Brooklyn Nine Nine universe, there is a Halloween heist going on right now.
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Found Family Tournament Round 2 Part 5 Group 21
Propaganda and further images under the cut
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B99 Squad: Jake Peralta, Captain Raymond Holt, Amy Santiago, Terry Jeffords, Charles Boyle, Rosa Diaz, Gina Linetti, Michael Hitchcock, Norm Scully
Firefam: Evan Buckley, Eddie Diaz, Henrietta Wilson, Chimney Han, Bobby Nash
B99 Squad:
Okay so they all work together and most of them don't have a good family but after captain holt comes, they all get closer and they become one, even going as far as willing to risk their lives for each other. They are incredibly close and they would kill and die for each other. They refer to each other as family literally all the time. Two people among them even got married to each other. Jake, the mc, calls captain holt "dad" multiple times and he is fine with it and even calls him "son". They are so so perfect asdfghjkl
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Firefam:
Sorry, I got no propaganda for them yet :(
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jakexamyforever · 1 year
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renegadesstuff · 7 months
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- 10 years of Brooklyn 99 - 🤍
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littlehermitten · 9 months
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"And the bird that leaves soon after eating may shit on your shoulders. Be wary of the birds who fly after eating."
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neptunepenguin · 4 months
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I think Game Night in Season 5 is one of the best episodes in the entire series.
Rosa finally comes out to her close friends in the 99
The episode shows a turning point in Diaz and Peralta's friendship - they can lean on each other for support
Peralta supports Rosa during dinner with her parents and continues to stand with her even though dinner is a disaster
Rosa expresses to her parents that her being bi is not simply "a phase"
Even though Rosa's parents can't accept her right away, the 99 readily support her and make up for family game night - they are a true family
B99 Family Game Nights will happen weekly!
Everyone brings something different that showcases their personality:
Jake organizes the gathering/Amy brings wine
Boyle brings various games INCLUDING TWISTER!!
Terry brings lots of pizza
Scully and Hitchcock bring snacks!!!
Gina is sassy as always and says she and Diaz could make a fantastic couple
Every time someone steps up and says who they are, the world becomes a better, more interesting place - Holt
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B99 is the show where it's literally impossible to dislike any of the main characters. Like, maximum, I've seen people hate Gina but that's a small part of the fandom and that's it
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waltermis · 6 months
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HALLOWEEN HEIST!!!! 🎃👑
__________________ is an amazing human/genius
1. Jake Peralta 2. Raymond Holt 3. Amy Santiago 4. Gina Linetti 5. No one 6. Terry Jeffords 7. Rosa Diaz 8. Michael Hitchcock
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gayforrosadiaz · 10 months
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Long Day (Rosa Diaz)
Summary: After a long day, both you and Rosa come home to relax and unwind.
Rosa Diaz x Fem!Peralta!Reader
Warnings: None, just a very little makeout scene.
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"When do you clock out?" Asked Rosa, walking over to your desk. You were working on the case file of a drug bust, and couldn't wait to go home. It had been a really long day, to be honest.
"Right after I submit this case file to Holt," you replied, leaning back against your chair and heaving a deep sigh. "It's just not getting over."
"Power through, babe," she said, giving your shoulder a gentle squeeze. "You've got this."
"When do you clock out, hm? I better not hear I'll be eating dinner alone tonight," you chuckled, looking up at her.
"I'm almost done," replied Rosa with a small, soft laugh. "Mine's a B&E, so it'll be easier with the file."
"God, there is so much crime in Brooklyn," you scoffed, hunching back over your computer. "When it comes to paperwork, I regret becoming a detective."
"If it makes you feel any better, we can order pizza from your favourite place after work," replied the woman.
You laughed and nodded, "You got me there, Diaz. Go on and finish your work, I'll wait outside when I'm done before you."
"Is that a challenge?" Asked Rosa, standing in front of you with her arms crossed and an eyebrow raised.
You shrugged, "Maybe."
"Oh, it is on, Peralta," she gasped in mock-offence and walked back to her desk.
Sure enough, Rosa finished before you and was waiting outside, leaning on her motorcycle. You shouldered your bag securely and sat on the bike, rolling your eyes at her victorious smirk.
"Not. A. Word," you said in her ear as she climbed on. You wrapped your arms around her waist, leaning your chin on her shoulder. "And if you drive like a crazy woman I will shoot you in the face. No hesitation. I have the jurisdiction and a gun."
"Oh, I'm terrified," she said monotonously, but you noted her small smile in the rearview mirror.
"You should be," you replied, tightening your hold when she revved the motorcycle and shot off towards your house.
You both reached in a matter of five minutes, and your legs still felt wobbly as you reached the apartment elevator.
"Rosa Diaz..." you panted, holding on to the railing for dear life. "I am going to shoot you in the face, I swear to god."
"Come on, I was going slow!" She laughed, nudging your shoulder with hers as you pressed the floor you stayed on.
"In my book, 35 miles an hour is far from slow," you grumbled.
Rosa pressed a soft kiss to your head and said, "Sorry about that, babe. I'll go slower next time."
"God, my brother would give up his internal organs to see this interaction," you laughed, walking out of the elevator as the doors dinged and opened. You unlocked the door of your small apartment and let her in, following as you hung up your coat and put your bag in the storage closet. Unlike your pack rat brother, you did enjoy a certain amount of neatness in your home, however small it was.
"Your brother's a dumbass," said Rosa, following your actions.
You groaned and planted yourself on the couch, scrolling through the phone for your favourite pizza place to order.
Rosa sat next to you, placing her arm across the backrest of the couch, which invited you to lay your head in her lap and order the food while she watched something on T.V.
"Today was a long-ass day," you admitted, ordering your usual pepperoni, and a simple margherita for Rosa. "I cannot believe a drug bust for like, three teenagers with some weed was so much goddamn work."
"I hate kids," said your girlfriend, moving her arm from the backrest onto your stomach. "They're miserable little things."
"Teens are worse," you scoffed. "The dude who looked like a scrawnier version of Harry Potter had the audacity to call me fugly. Like, hello, your face looks like you painted the skin on, what the hell?"
Rosa snorted, "God, what an ass."
"Exactly. I have no problem with babies," you replied. "But only if they belong to someone else. I just want to cuddle the thing. Do not make me clean up its shit and all that." You placed your phone away and looked up at her, scowling.
"Damn, ease up on the frown," your girlfriend said, her eyes going wide as she looked down.
"Give me attention, please." You pleaded, sitting up and lying down with your head against the headrest. "I am absolutely touch-starved."
"It is impossible to make that statement sound not-dirty," chuckled Rosa, switching off the T.V. and looking at you.
You rolled your eyes, "Take it however the hell you want, but I am touch-starved because you refuse to makeout with me at work."
"Have you forgotten that when Jake and Amy made out at work they literally killed a man?" Your girlfriend replied, looking at you.
"That's because he had a weak heart," you scoffed. "If Holt caught us, I think he'd just apologise and walk off."
The woman laughed softly, making you smile and, shockingly, blush a little. She slowly moved forward so that her hands were on either side of your body, and her face was inches from yours.
"Fine then," she whispered, smirking. "We can makeout at work, but only because you're fucking good at it."
You blushed and chuckled, "Yes, I win again. Rosa Diaz can never say no to me."
She shrugged and still stayed above you, making eye contact to fluster you more.
"Fuck off, just kiss me," you scoffed, catching her by the shirt and pressing a kiss to her lips. She immediately lay atop you, humming pleasurably as you deepened the kiss. Truth be told, at times, she didn't even know who was in control.
Your hands slowly cupped her face, and your thumbs gently stroked her cheek as the pair of you exchanged deep, but gentle kisses. Her lips were soft on yours, and you were most definitely addicted to the feeling of them.
She pulled away and smiled, before resting her head on your chest, her hands wrapping around your waist. You laughed, kissing her head and playing with her hair, saying, "You know we have to take a shower and change out of our work clothes, right?"
"Obviously," said Rosa. "Way to ruin the moment, jackass."
"I am insulted that you called me a jackass," you gasped, but still continued cuddling her. "Meanie."
"Oh yeah, I'm the meanie," she replied, looking at you. "Says the one who straight-up destroyed my moment of affection."
"Yeah, yeah," you rolled your eyes playfully. "Whatever. You love me."
She nodded, "Mhm, yes I do," with a small smile, she leaned up and pressed a gentle kiss to your lips.
"If anyone from work saw us now..." you mumbled as she continued pressing small kisses to your lips and slowly going down to your neck.
"I would definitely shoot them in the face," she replied. "No regrets."
"The way there was absolutely zero hesitation with that answer," you chortled, earning an explosive laugh from her.
You both began to laugh hysterically, almost falling off the couch in the process.
The doorbell rang, and you had to pause laughing, gently pushing her off you, groaning, "Jesus woman, you are heavy-"
"This is all muscle, Peralta," she scoffed, sitting up on the couch, propping her legs up on the coffee table.
In minutes, you had paid the delivery man, and placed the two pizzas on the small round table you had in the corner of the living room.
"Order up," you sighed, sitting on a chair and devouring the first slice of your pizza. "You coming to eat, baby?" You looked at her.
With a groan, Rosa stood up off the couch, walking to the table lazily and sitting in front of you. "Why do you always insist on sitting at the table to eat?"
"Because I want zero crumbs on my couch. That cost me like, five months of my salary," you replied, gently kicking her under the table. "I am not going to be my brother."
"You spent five months worth of salary on the couch?" Gasped your girlfriend, moving on to her next pizza slice.
You chuckled and nodded, and both of you finished the pizzas in silence.
You quickly showered, and sat on your bed to read while Rosa finished up her bath as well.
You waited for what felt like hours before she came out of the bathroom in nothing but a sports bra and shorts. Your jaw dropped as you looked at her toned abs and strong arms, earning a chuckle from her, "It's rude to stare, Peralta."
"Shut up you absolute goddess," you gasped, sliding out of bed as she looked through your closet for something to pull on. You wrapped your arms around her from behind and pressed kisses to her bare shoulder, feeling her relax under your touch.
"Okay you perv, let me pull on a shirt," she laughed, pulling on one of your AC/DC oversized shirts.
"Noooo, where did they gooooo..." you wailed, letting go of her. "Bring them bac. Bring back those abs-"
"You are such a perv," she scoffed, laying in bed with you. You lay down as well, letting her wrap an arm around you from behind and press a kiss to the back of your neck.
"I'm not a perv, you're a perv," you countered lamely.
"Shut up, dumbass," she replied, but you could hear the smile on her face. "I love you."
"I love me too," you chuckled. Rosa gently hit your arm, making you laugh, "OW, okay, okay, I love you too!"
"That's how I know you're a Peralta," she scoffed playfully. "Goodnight, Y/n."
"'Night, Rosa," you smiled, closing your eyes and slowly falling asleep, happier than ever.
Long days were so worth it.
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timeframe2286 · 6 months
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what's your roman empire?
this:
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that--funny--feeling · 2 months
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Why do you find it so hard to believe?
You think believing is easy.
The believer and the skeptic.
The X Files 3x09 // Lost 2x03
My TxF posts and videos.
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jakexamyforever · 1 year
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totallynuwonhere · 5 months
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I JUST FINISHED BROOKLYN NINE-NINE (YES I KNOW IT'S LATE BUT IM NEVER UP TO SPEED WITH THESE AND IT DOESN'T MATTER SHUT UP.) POINT IS IM SAD. SOMEONE RECOMMEND ANOTHER SHOW I CAN FIXATE AND POTENTIALLY CRY OVER.
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insertsparkleshere · 1 year
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Speak Now - Rosa Diaz x Reader
Summary: Rosa's wedding to Pimento doesn't go as planned. (Inspired by the Taylor Swift song of the same name, the bridge of which makes me absolutely feral).
Word Count: 902
Pronouns: None, but she/her reader intended
Published: 12/18/2022
Note: I totally didn't accidentally post this on my main what are you talking about
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Gina is the only one who knows that you're in love with Rosa Diaz.
Frankly, you're surprised that she hasn't told anyone yet, but she kept your secret. Mostly because you didn't tell anyone when you found out that her and Charles had sex, but it counted.
Rosa's romance with Pimento had been...Interesting, to say the least. To you, it came out of nowhere, but you did your best not to pay attention to Rosa's love life. You wanted to stay sane and not-jealous, thank you very much.
But Pimento...They made sense together, you had to admit. You just hated him.
Jake and Charles still didn't get why, and neither did Hitchcock or Scully. You were pretty sure Amy had an idea, and Terry definitely had his suspicions. Holt had figured it out ages ago - you could tell - but he didn't say anything, which you were grateful for.
Until he did.
"(Y/L/N), see me in my office."
"Yes, Sir."
Rosa snickered. "Someone's in trouble."
"I'm sure it's nothing. Know Holt, I put a period when there should be a semicolon somewhere in my most recent bout of paperwork."
You step into Holt's office. "You wanted to see me?"
Holt stares at you, for a long moment. "Close the door."
"Okay..." You shut it.
"And the blinds. Santiago can read lips."
You frown, but do as he asks. "Is something wrong, Sir?"
"Are you okay?"
"What?"
"Diaz and Pimento's wedding is next week. Your feelings for Diaz are...obvious. Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, Sir. Whatever makes Rosa happy. And, right now, that's Pimento."
"Hm."
"What?"
"Have you considered telling her?"
"Once. But it's not meant to be. I've accepted that."
"You're a detective - act like it."
That was the moment that Rosa Diaz fell in love with you.
It was the third Halloween heist. And you were explaining your plan.
"I planted the idea of a Halloween Heist in your head three years ago. I wanted to have one, and I wanted to win. None of you have ever seen me get competitive, and I knew that Jake would obsess over this. Especially if he thought it was his idea.
"So, I gave you the idea for the Halloween Heist. And I waited, because I knew you'd take it into the many years to come. I didn't want to win the first one. And I considered winning the second, but the third seemed more poetic.
"All of you adore my baking, so, I decided that I would make a cake. For whoever won the third Halloween Heist. And then I said...What was it? 'It's not done yet, I wanted to make sure it was perfect.' And then I set myself up in the break room, already on Jake's team. He would want the cake, and he'd tell me to work on it while Charles guarded the briefcase, and Rosa went in to get it."
"What about Rosa?" Jake asked. "You could never betray her."
"You're right, Peralta, I couldn't. So, what do you think we did? You're a detective - act like it."
It was teasing, and off-handed, and you were riding on the high of victory, but it felt like Rosa's world had stopped.
"You were working together."
"Exactly. We made a great pair, don't you think, Rosa?"
"Yeah."
And you smiled, and Holt had looked over at Rosa, and she knew that he knew that she was completely screwed.
But Rosa knew that you didn't like her. So, she left it alone. And she met Pimento. And they got together. And it was stressful, and crazy, and every time he left, she found that she only ever wanted to talk to you.
But she ignored it, because emotions are for babies.
Or so Rosa told herself.
The day of the wedding came. You sat near the front, but behind someone, praying that no one would be able to see if you cried.
Your heart was shattering. But Rosa's happiness was more important than any pain you were feeling.
So, you tuned out for most of the ceremony. You didn't know if you could stand it.
"Speak now, or forever hold your peace."
There was a moment of silence.
There's my last chance. Your heart whispered.
You stood, hands shaking.
Hitchcock and Scully looked equally confused.
Realization was dawning on Charles's face.
Amy's eyes were wide.
Gina was smiling. She looked like she was about to laugh.
Terry looked worried.
Jake's eyes were bouncing from you to Pimento to Rosa and back again.
And Holt was neutral. You glanced over at him, and he nodded.
"This kind of wasn't what I thought was supposed to happen." You say quietly. "Right, um...I'm sorry. I just...I can't let you marry Pimento knowing that I could have said something and told you how I feel. And I didn't want to do this here, but I chickened out before, and...And now I'm here."
Rosa stepped off the pew, walking down the aisle towards you. You stepped into the aisle yourself, swallowing hard. The worst possible options raced through your mind.
Instead, she stopped inches away from you. "Hi."
"Hi." You whispered. "Sorry."
"Don't be." She leaned forward, kissing you softly. You froze, short-circuiting. Out of everything that could've happened, you hadn't expected this. "Let's go."
You nodded, and she took your hand, and you ran.
So glad you were around
When they said, "Speak Now."
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if-i-could-fly-h0me · 10 months
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Y'all need to watch Brooklyn Nine Nine istg
Jake Peralta is the ultimate comfort character and those who don't know him are missing out
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ellegreenawayslover · 6 months
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after watching all the halloween heist episodes for halloween night, i need to know what do you think about this
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