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jazminetoad · 11 months

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In My Reality | Chapter 3: A Taste Of What's To Come

Heyo, the original upload of this was deleted for some reason, so I'm reuploading it. I hope y'all enjoy it! ^-^

(This is a Tatsumi Brothers x Reader)

(To read the first three parts, click -> Prologue, Chapter 1, & Chapter 2)

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"Alright, so let me get this straight to make sure I'm not hearing-"

I paused as I watched Takeyasu flip the bacon, flinching each time I heard the grease sizzle. As much as I love Takeyasu as a character, the fandom base often headcanon him setting the kitchen on fire. It was funny as a joke and a meme, but seeing him cooking in my kitchen, in reality, I can't help but feel paranoid.

"...things..." my eyes looked away from the stove and turned to Nagayuki. "A mysterious dude in a top hat showed up at your door, claiming to be the organizer of something you were going to attend and that he was there to fulfill a wish you two had as well as a third person's wish, then comes back an hour later and teleports you two into my dimension?"

"You left out the part he was a hologram but yeah, you got everything else," Nagayuki confirmed getting out the plates.

"Okay, that explains things," I muttered thinking back to the dreams I had the day prior.

"You actually believe us?" Takeyasu questioned, glancing at me over his shoulder and raising a brow.

"Uh- Takeyasu, the food-" I voiced my concern to make the younger Tatsumi brother turn his attention back to the breakfast cooking on the frying pans. Shaking my head to focus back on the topic, I replied to his question. "I sorta had a dream...? Vision...? Usually, I get these kinds of things when I sleep which happen later on in the future and when it happens at the moment it's just this freaky deja vu. I guess you could say I had that but it was exactly what you guys just told me."

"Oh, so you have an ability like us?" Takeyasu guessed as he turned off the stove, seems like the food's done.

"I- no- no, I don't have any superpowers." I waved my hands in front of me. "People in this place don't have supernatural abilities like where you come from. I'm just some random person who writes stories on the internet, I don't have superpowers."

If anything, it's just a coincidence that happens. Everyone gets deja vu from time to time so it's nothing special. Then again, there were a few times when I did something subconsciously and my friends jokingly asked if I was physic. I'm not physic, right?

"If you say so." Nagayuki didn't let the topic press further and opened the fridge, getting orange juice. I felt a bit relieved.

"Hey, you know our names but we don't know yours!" Takeyasu pointed out.

"I-" I turned away, now realizing that too. 'Have I really gone on this long without mentioning my name?! Geez, I knew I had a problem remembering to mention important stuff but this is just sad.'

"Did you forget your name or-?"

"No, I'm just- never mind." I shook my head. "My name's [Name]."

"[Name]?"

"[Name]..." Takeyasu repeated after his brother. "Hm, weird name."

"It's not that weird," I grumbled. "You're just from a different world."

"Then what are-"

"Are you two going to continue flirting with each other or are we going to have breakfast?" Nagayuki intercepted and placed the glasses of orange juice on the table

"We're not flirting," I said, averting my eyes.

"Whatever you say," the elder twin shrugged and took his seat as the other gave him his plate. "Not bad bro."

Takeyasu then placed a plate of bacon, eggs, and sausages in front of me. A warm aroma engulfed my senses, I could practically taste the delicious food from the smell alone. Could it be the fandom was wrong or is it because he's from an Anime that the food he cooks is automatically better? Poking my fork into one of the sausages and taking a bite, I was greeted by a sensation of flavour.

"Mmmmm, this is good," I complimented.

"See, now you know I'm not making this up," Nagayuki nudged his brother.

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"So about that 'proper sleeping place'," Takeyasu began as he placed his dishes on the counter.

"What?" I inquired confused since my mind was preoccupied with putting dish soap in the sink to clean dishes with.

"Remember yesterday you said we'd get a 'proper sleeping place' tomorrow," Takeyasu reminded me.

"Oh, right... I did say that... uhhhhhh-" I racked my brain trying to come up with what to do for them since Takeyasu clearly wasn't satisfied with the quick arrangements I made last night.

"You did have something in mind, right?" Nagayuki questioned, placing his dish next to his brother's.

"Well... there is a futon in the gaming area that could fit in my room, I'd need help bringing it up to my room though," I tell them putting the soap back in the cupboard.

"We can get it in your room no problem," Takeyasu smirked.

"Just show us where it is and leave the rest to us," Nagayuki added.

"Alright- uh- follow me."

Leading the way to the basement stairs, I opened the door and climbed down the steps. Passing the guest room and furnace room, we entered the open gaming area. I gestured to the futon off to the side, though I don't think that's what they're looking at-

"This place is like an arcade!" Takeyasu exclaims shuffling through the video game collection.

"You even got some of the classic consoles," Nagayuki commented as he checked out the Nintendo 64 and Sega Genesis sitting next to each other amongst the various systems.

"Y-yeah, me and my brother are pretty big gamers," I explained. "It's great for when our friends come over, but most of the time it's just me and my brother hanging down here."

It's been a while since I've been down here with my brother, I mean I did come down here once or twice over the break, but I don't hang around this place as much as I used to. I think it started back when I started watching Anime, I suppose that means I prioritized being a weeb over a gamer. I do miss the endless days of gaming away with my brother though, it seemed those days were when the world was simple to us, I wonder where they went...

"[Name]," Takeyasu called my name and turned around holding up a familiar Wii game. "How good are you at Mario Kart?"

"Well~" I smirked. "Not to brag but I get 1st place every time. The only worthy opponent I have is my brother."

"We'll see about that," he smirked with a challenging sparkle reflecting in his teeth.

"You guys sure are big Mario fans," Nagayuki commented seeing a large amount of Mario games in the collection.

"Yeah, I mean Mario games are perfect multiplayer games for four people..." I paused, I felt like I'm forgetting something. "Oh! The dishes!" I had left the tap on when I went to the game room, it's probably overflowing now. I darted for the stairs. "The futon is in the corner, you guys! You're just gonna have to bring upstairs yourself."

Sliding into the kitchen, I could see the bubbles overflowing into the opposite sink. I turned off the tap in the bubbly sink and then moved it over to try and clear the other from soap. Once that was down I started to place dishes in the bubbly sink. My brain tuned out the world around me, my mind fixated on the task at hand thanks to the mini adrenaline panic that shot into my veins when I realized I left the sink on. Scrubbing away at the dishes, I almost missed the loud bang behind me, I flinched and glanced back.

"Oi! Be more careful!" I scolded the twins. Thankfully, they only hit the railing.

"Sorry," Nagayuki apologized.

I sweatdrop seeing the elder twin flying up the steps while his brother carried it normally. I don't know about you, but that seems unbalanced if you ask me. I shake my head and turn back to the dishes. Knowing me, I'd just get anxious watching them move that futon the way they are, I just have to trust they know what they're doing. Oh, would you look at that, the dishes are washed.

Draining the sink, I hang the wet cloth over the faucet and rinse the bubbles down the drain. Sliding over to the cabinet, I reach in and take out a drying cloth. I took a quick glance behind me to check on the brothers' progress and it seems they made it up the stairs. I grab a frying pan, beginning to dry the dishes when I notice my phone on the table light up. Putting the pan away and grabbing another dish to dry, I walked over to my device and tapped the screen.

'Great, it's on 5%,' I grumbled in my thoughts. My eyes gazed over the time, 1:03 pm.

'Shit!'

A text from my brother.

"We're on our way home."

'Shit! I gotta dry these dishes faster!'

I slip my phone into my pocket and put the dish in my hand away, hastily picking up the next one. They can't see the pans or spatulas out. They know I don't cook breakfast, I just get myself cereal! Or toast if I feel like making something. It'd be hella suspicious if pans were out. I can't let them see this-

"Hey [Name]-"

"AH!" I jumped and hugged the pan close to my chest, trying to grip myself to reality. Turning around I see Nagayuki floating behind me, no wonder I didn't hear anything. "Yes?"

"Where do you want us to put the futon?" Nagayuki asked, he probably said something after that but I didn't have time to know what he saying.

That door is going open any second and they're going to see Nagayuki standing in the kitchen! Well, not right away since the garage door is in the staircase to the basement. Still! I need to get the dishes done and for Nagayuki not to be here out in the open.

"Just put the futon in my closet and put your blankets and pillow with it," I instructed as I put the pan away, moving onto the plates. "And hide whatever stuff you have for now. I'll figure it out later. Just not right now, they're almost home and my phone is basically dead so I can't see their text, and I need to get these dishes dried-" I glance back and find he's gone.

Did... Did I imagine them? Were they hallucinations? No, no, hallucinations can't make dishes dirty. That and I can smell his scent. Wait, that sounds weird.

"[Name], we're home!" mom announced entering the main floor from the garage.

"AH!" I jump and then scramble to put the rest of the dishes away, dry or not. I catch my breath once I finish and lean against the counter just as they enter the kitchen. "Y'all startled me."

"Oh, you're down here," mom said surprised to see me somewhere that wasn't my room.

"Y-yeah, I just got up and finished breakfast," I half lied.

"And you did dishes," she acknowledged glancing at the clear counters.

"Yeah, I thought, might as well, ya know?"

"Hey sis, you wanna watch Code Geass?" [B/n] piped in before my mom could question me.

"Sure." I nodded with a smile, grateful that he interjected.

"Great, I just gotta put my stuff away," he told me, leaving the kitchen.

"Alright." I should turn on the TV then- wait... HE'S GOING UPSTAIRS! "Wait! Wait!"

I dashed up the stairs after him. He's going to see them! He's already upstairs and heading down the hall to our bedrooms! If the door's open he can just glance inside and see them vibing. Sweating bullets I slide down the hall only to see my door is closed.

"Phew..." I lean against the door relieved until I felt myself fall forward because the door wasn't properly closed! "Ow..."

"You okay, [Name]?" my brother asked popping out of his room to check on me.

"Yeah, I'm fine..." I reply rubbing the back of my head.

"Since when do you make your bed?"

"Huh?" I followed his gaze into my room, both of us confused.

All the sheets were neatly tucked and the pillows were plush and in the open, quite the foreign sight. Usually, if my bed did get made, the sheets would still be loose at the ends and cover the pillows. I know I didn't make my bed, that means someone else did. Right, the Tatsumi Brothers!

'Wait, where are they?' I wondered scanning my room and finding no trace of them. 'They couldn't have vanished, right?'

"Whatever, I'll meet you down there." My brother shrugged off the anomaly, walking away from the scene.

"Okay, I just gotta do something..." I wait until he's out of sight before slipping into my room and closing the door behind me. I do another sweep around my room, plugging in my phone while I was at it. I couldn't find them.

"Guys, he's not around anymore, you can come out." Just as I began to think they weren't real, I heard the window slide open. Spinning around, I see the twins climb down into my room.

"That was close," Nagayuki commented.

"Yeah," I agreed as I sat in my beanbag. "Where did you guys hide exactly?"

"On the roof."

"Smart- well as long as no one saw you on the roof- no one saw you guys up there, right?"

"Relax, sneaking around is our specialty," Takeyasu reassured me. "We never get caught."

"It wouldn't be hard if you learned to be more cautious," Nagayuki stated, sitting down in the desk chair.

"Hey, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't know where to go to avoid the opposition," the younger twin countered, pointing a finger at his brother. Before they could argue further, I clap my hands together bringing their attention to me.

"Alright, it's daytime, my family is home and doing things around the house, y'all can't get caught so you need to stay in my room," I remind them.

"Can't we go outside?" Takeyasu asked.

"Did you forget what I said yesterday about you two being fictional characters that need disguises?"

"[Name], we packed other clothes," Nagayuki deadpanned.

"Well, I still don't trust you two to be out 'n' about on your own," I said standing up and folding my arms. "I know you're warriors where you come from but you don't have that title anymore and half the things you did from what the Anime shows are illegal. I don't want to end up in jail for hiding criminals."

"I don't th-"

"Alright, we'll stay here, [Name]," Nagayuki interrupted his brother. The younger twin was about to protest when he continued. "As long as we get to go out tonight."

"I can work with that," I nod and unfold my arms.

"What are we supposed to do in the meantime?" Takeyasu inquired, raising an invisible brow.

"Uhh..." I went through my mind trying to think what would entertain the Tatsumi Brothers. 'What do they like? What do they like that's not hazardous?' My brain played clips of their episodes when I recalled how much they like to do stuff involving money. "You guys know about stocks and crypto, right?"

"Yes and no," they both answered in sync.

"Well-" I moved to my laptop opening a new browser window and clicking a few bookmarks. The tabs were: A YouTube playlist for learning about cryptocurrency, stockmarket charts for cryptocurrency, and a website where you can buy crypto. "You guys can learn about crypto and their markets then buy & sell them."

"We don't have bank accounts registered yet."

"That's fine, you can use mine," I told them, they both seem taken aback by this.

"Are you sure?" Takeyasu questioned after exchanging a glance with his brother.

"Yeah, I mean you guys are probably better with money than I am. Besides, I've been meaning to get into this stuff but I never make time to learn about it."

"Can't trust us to go for a walk but you trust us with your money, I wonder if that says something more about us or you," Takeyasu mumbled under his breath as he takes a look at the stock market with the elder brother.

He's got a point. Should I be trusting them with my money? It's not like they're going to rob me, they're just learning about crypto. Besides, I know Nagayuki at least will be intrigued by this concept.

"Someone's coming," Takeyasu alerted, pulling me out of my river of thoughts. "It's your brother." He must've known from the weight of the footsteps.

"I'll be back later with food," I promised as walked to my door. I look back to see them nod, I smile and creak my door open, slipping out and closing it behind me.

"Hey, what took you so long?" [B/n] asked, stopping halfway in the hall.

"Sorry bro, I got distracted by notifications," I lied, beginning to head down the stairs. "You got it set up?"

"Yup, just waiting for you sis."

"Great," I grin as I follow him to the living room.

Who knew having fictional characters around would be stressful?

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mariinara · 2 years

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Ahem.

Right.

HOW Y'ALL DOIN'? :")

Firstly,

I would like to deeply apologize for the peeps who dropped requests in my ask box. I'm going to get to each and every one of you. You're deeply appreciated and I thank you for trusting that I can realize your requests into something that would (probably temporarily) quench your thirst <3 you're literally awesome

SECONDLY: a clarification:

I am not ignoring ANYONE.

I was having a tough time with work and uni for like.. 6 months now and it got way worse the last three months but now that uni's out the way for about twenty days (give or take), I can get to you guys' requests and will be taking requests for TWENTY DAYS so come get y'all juice !!!1!!

THIRDLY (very important):

I have, admittedly, gone through a fandom expansion of sorts and am prepared to write for "The Arcane", now that I know the ins and outs of it, specifically with – you've guessed it! – sickly Victorian-esque SCIENTIST, Viktor !!!! (courtesy of @multifand0m-gal0re <3)

FOURTHLY:

I am looking forward to delving into your requests, face first, and deliver the best I can possibly come up with.

FIFTH:

Thank you for your patience, guys. You rock. Though some people have been a bit.. weird with me, for lack of a better word, the majority of you were incredibly supportive.

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please support your favorite writer, request stuff if they're taking requests, show them love and appreciation, reblog stuff, and be NICE

That's it, girls, gays, and theys. Love y'all!

-M

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daredevilexchange · 3 years

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What’s your fannish ID? tumblr: batmurdock; ao3: spacebrock

What types of fanworks do you create? I make graphics [comic/show edits; photomanips], fanfic, and playlists. My forte is writing - I write a chapter a day and have been doing so since May 2020. I always say that I write to live and live to write. I love making edits as well, and have been exploring experimental stuff for a little while now. As for playlists, well - music is one of my love languages, so sharing that with people is a great way to connect imo.

What are your favourite types of fanworks, when you're not creating? I am literally so impressed by anyone who can do the art side of things - I am wowed continuously by visual artists, gif-makers, vidders, and other writers likewise. Y'all a talented group, and I am constantly cheering all of you on, even if I'm sometimes too shy to say anything.

What do you like in particular about this fandom? This fandom has been one of the most welcoming and inclusive I've experienced in my time lurking on tumblr for the past...decade? Oh boy. I'm open to pretty much any pairing, but of course, Matt Murdock is one of my favorite characters of all time. Karen Page, Trish Walker, Jessica Jones, Frank Castle...there's so much to love and explore with all angles of the Defenders. Street-level heroes have a kind of grit and depth and heart to them that's easy to connect with, somehow. It's really comforting to explore their experiences.

Do you like participating in fan events? I am getting more comfortable with them! I used to avoid fandom a lot, actually, if only because, as aforementioned, I'm a bit on the bashful side. But now that I've settled in a bit more, I've had a blast participating in a few different events, and look forward to more in the future.

What about your creating process? Covered with cats sounds ideal. I have three, after all. But in terms of creative process, a lot of the formulation of ideas comes to me late at night, usually bouncing off of friends in collaboration [hi raptor, hi caitlin], and then executing ideas in the morning over coffee when workload and energy allows. Sometimes all it takes is a song or a shower to get the juices flowing - but I am always happier creating WITH people, I can tell you that much. It's like being in a writer's room and then taking those concepts and running with them.

Do you interact a lot with other fans? Anyone is always welcome to come talk to me via the Tumblr messenger or ao3 if they like! I've had a few interactions so far, and all have been lovely.

Is there any particular piece you'd like to showcase for this post? https://batmurdock.tumblr.com/post/634183180840271872/and-from-the-bonfire-they-made-of-his-wings-they This might be a good place to start! An edit I made for one of the fics I write with a dear friend. A little demon!Matt, as a treat.

Do you have other fandoms you'd like to talk about? Almost all my Defenders stuff is tied up in cosmic Marvel [especially Guardians of the Galaxy] and Venom, so if you enjoy these things, I welcome you to check out my work! I pull from 616, some tweaked canon, E65, and various genres to explore Peter Quill and Eddie Brock alongside Matt Murdock [Rich Rider makes frequent appearances as well]. To me, it's always about the heart of a character that resonates - be it the parallel drawn between Eddie and Matt's desire to protect the innocent and enact punishment, or the line of the past being such a huge part of their present [Peter and Matt respectively]. Lots of avenues, all of them human. That's what feels Most Right.

Is there anything else you want to tell us about yourself? I can bend the top of my pointer finger at its individual joint. I call it the Periscope.

Where can your fanworks be found? right here on @batmurdock (tags: my edits, my stuff, my graphics) or on Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/users/spacebrock/works

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black-john-lennon-archive · 7 years

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Fic: Unicorn Jumping Over a Rainbow

Summary: Jake's anniversary present for Amy leads her to meeting her idol Leslie Knope.

A/N: So not only is this my first Brooklyn Nine Nine fic, it's a Parks and Rec Crossover. The idea came from my sister @dancyreagen who y'all should follow. Thanks to @mysecretfandomgarden for being my late night beta even though she doesn't know either show. Dipping my toes into writing another fandom is scary. So be nice to me.

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Do you know what today is?" is what she wakes up to. Jake in the kitchen, singing loudly and slightly off key, "It's our anniversary, meant for you and me." He's coming closer. Amy closes her eyes and goes back to sleep. "Uh uh, I saw that, you're awake." "I wanted to let you surprise me," Amy says sitting up. Jake sets a tray on the bed, with a bowl of cereal, a boiled egg, and toast. He sets a glass of orange juice on the night stand and looks at her eagerly. She takes a bite of cereal and Jake settles on the bed and opens a granola bar. "Happy Anniversary, Babe," he says before taking a bite. They sit in silence for a second, but Amy notices Jake fidgeting. "This isn't the only surprise, is it?" "Definitely not. But you should totally give me your gift first because otherwise it's gonna seem really lame compared to what I got you." "Jake, it's not about presents, it's about celebr"ating our relationship and all we've been through-" Jake cuts her off by putting an envelope in her lap. Amy opens it and stops mid-sentence. "Jake. Is this what I think it is?" "You mean two VIP tickets to Binder-Con, including a VIP meet and greet with keynote speaker Leslie Knope? Yeah, that's totally what it is. But you know, it's not about gifts, it's about celebrating our love."

"SHUT UP, JAKE, I'M GOING TO BINDER CON!" A month later, Jake and Amy head to Buffalo with a promise to send hourly photo updates to Captain Holt, but no Trapper Keepers, as they were a disgusting mockery. Amy is prepared, full of fun binder facts that she can’t help but share. "Did you know that they used to make binders like hard cover books? Three pieces of board held together with cloth book covers and end sheets? Oh god and don't get me started on the vinyl phase. It was poisonous. Literally. But I mean, they just didn't know any better." When they arrive, a revolving door made to look like a giant binder with dividers, Amy looks so happy she could burst. "It's like Disneyland for nerds. Seriously, is that the mascot? Who is that?" "Uh, only Friedrich Soennecken, the inventor of the binder! We have to get a picture with him!" They stand in line for an hour for a picture with the mascot and Amy makes friends by making binder jokes, while Jake stands around sticking out in his jeans and hoodie. "This must be what it felt like when I took you to see Jay Z, isn't it?" "Yeah, a little bit. It would have helped if I knew where we were going and wasn't wearing a pantsuit." They stop at a stand and purchase snacks shaped like office supplies. Jake is quite fond of the three onion rings, while Amy likes the gummy staplers. Despite what Captain Holt has to say, Jake's favorite part of the day is the neon lit Trapper Keeper display, including vintage Trapper Keepers on sale. Jake sends Holt a picture of the exhibit and a video of him purchasing a Lisa Frank Trapper Keeper with the picture of unicorn jumping over a rainbow. He holds it up to his face and looks into the camera, "Captain Holt, I know you told Amy to bring back some binders and I found the perfect one," he says into the camera. "Unicorn jumping a neon rainbow," Jake sings in a high pitched 80's metal voice, complete with guitar sounds. Amy rolls her eyes and starts to say something, but stops in her tracks, eyes open wide. She frantically pats Jake's arm. "Jake, Jake, that's her. That's Leslie Knope! I've been following her all over social media. Her binder enthusiast Facebook group, her Instagram of the binders she uses in her office. Her binder Pinterest is where I got the idea for Captain Holt's birthday present. She is a binder legend. Oh my god! I'm gonna meet her. What am I gonna say? I used all my good binder material waiting in line!" Amy starts panicking. Jake takes her hand and turns her to face him. "Ames, you are going to kill it. She's gonna love you. You'll be best binder friends and do what binder friends do." "Jake, Leslie Knope makes friendship binders for all of her closest friends. I will never be on that level with her. I should tell her about how I completely revamped the 99's organizational system! I should have put the pictures in the binder I brought her to sign!" Their VIP tickets get them seats up close and they can see all of the binders on stage. Amy gasps. "Those are the real Knope Binders," Amy says with awe as they take their seats. The lights dim and air horns blast before Leslie appears onstage with a lot of fog. Too much fog. "Okay, Tom, cool it on the fog," Leslie says before turning to the crowd. "Welcome to Binder Con 2017! Who's ready to talk organizational skills? Who wants to talk binder mishaps? How about some binder hacks?" The crowd laughs, "Yeah, I thought so. We don't need binder hacks because we know how to pick the best binders for the job. Not like those plebeians who put too much paper in a two-inch ring. Our rings always close. Our paper never snags. Our dividers always cascade. Alright, enough small talk, let's talk binder styling." Jake looks around at the crowd which is completely enraptured. They head out as soon as Leslie's done and wait in line at the meet and greet. Their VIP badges allow them to go to the front of the line. Amy takes deep relaxing breathes. "You got this. You got this," she says to herself. "If you freak out, I'll jump in, ease the tension. Tell some jokes, share some stories." In no time, Amy is waved forward. She pulls a binder out of her bag and hands it to Leslie. "Well, well, this is lovely. May I?" Leslie asks. Amy nods. Alot. The front page of the binder is a table of contents. "Very nice. I love the font. Tell me your binder story," Leslie says. "Um, wow. Leslie Knope likes my font. This is my binder for us. This is my boyfriend Jake and he bought us these tickets for our anniversary. And I was really inspired by the binder you made for you and Mr. Wyatt's paper anniversary. It was beautiful. And while I didn't want to copy your style, you can see from the dividers and paper protectors that I am definitely influenced. I took some stylistic liberties, our theme is New York because we're both detectives for the NYPD 99th Precinct in Brooklyn." "Tell her what you did, Amy," Jake says beaming with pride. "What did you do?" "Oh, it's nothing." "She totally reorganized the precinct and made brand new binders for all of our case files. It's really easy to use, even Hitchcock and Scully can use it. And they're useless." "What an amazing accomplishment. This is great work. What's your name?" "Detective," Amy answers nervously. Jake squeezes her hand reassuringly. "I mean, Detective Amy Santiago. Pleasure to meet you, Ms. Knope." "Amy, do you go by OfficerOrganized online?" Amy nods. "You're rant on people over the age of 11 using wide rule paper was inspired. I won't have it in my office. Though all of my attempts to ban wide rule paper from Pawnee were blocked by Jeremy Jam, I did manage to buy all of it and recycle it to get it out of stores. If you're as passionate about your detective work as you are about binders, then Brooklyn owes you a debt of gratitude." Leslie shakes Amy's hand and Amy stands stunned. She thanks Leslie as Jake leads her away. On the drive home Amy chatters excitedly as Jake drives and her excitement is contagious. "Seriously, Jake, this was the best gift ever. Thank you so much." "It was cooler than I thought. And I got a super cool Trapper Keeper that Captain Holt hates. Best day ever."'

#fandom: b99 #Kay writes things #Brooklyn Nine Nine #Brooklyn 99 #Jake Peralta #Amy Santiago #Peraltiago #otp: mermaid love #Leslie Knope #Fandom: Parks and Rec #Parks and Rec

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