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[rose-of-oz]

OC HALLOWEEN CHALLENGE 2024 — Day Twenty-Eight: Solo Costume

Show us what your oc would dress up as for Halloween! Would they dress sexy? Scary? Lazy? Practical?

Nicky Bauer (Brooklyn Nine-Nine) as Dick Grayson a.k.a. Nightwing

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Steph Peralta

↳ for @ginevrastilinski-ocs as part of her Holiday Gift Exchange! ✨

[maccamania-fnaf-sideblog]

[swanparties]

the fictional couple on my computer hurt me so bad i had to reconnect with nature

[loulouhattie]

Posted here b4 instagram

Chaotic b99 references abound

Finn by me & Ophelia by @duskybunn

[shesgotthebeststories]

HOPE NOBODY KNOCKS

a rosa diaz x oc fic

“i’m talking all around the clock”

a fic where jake learns the importance of knocking

CW SLIGHTLY SUGGESTIVE !!!

Jake lay awake in bed, phone in hand, lazily scrolling through TikTok as the glow of the screen illuminated the darkened room. Amy was fast asleep beside him, her soft snoring a rhythmic backdrop to the faint crash of ocean waves outside. It was the squad’s annual beach trip, and this year, Boyle had taken it upon himself to “organize” the sleeping arrangements—aka, shove Jake and Amy into the room right next to Maddy and Rosa, dubbing it the honeymoon section of the house. At first, Jake didn’t mind. The bed was comfortable, and apart from Amy stealing the blankets, it was shaping up to be a decent night. That was, until he heard a muffled noise through the wall beside him.

"oh my god."

At first, he brushed it off as Maddy’s normal sleep talking. It wouldn’t be the first time he had overheard her mumbling nonsense in the middle of the night. But then, another noise followed. A different kind of noise.

"oh, fuck mads, keep going"

Jake’s eyes widened.

Oh. Oh, no.

He quickly turned his head toward Amy, hoping, praying she was awake to suffer through this nightmare with him. But no—Amy was out cold, completely oblivious to the disaster unfolding next door.

“Amy,” he whispered urgently, nudging her shoulder. “Amy, oh my god, this cannot be happening.”

She didn’t stir.

He tried again, shaking her a little harder. “Amy, please, I’m begging you, wake up.”

Nothing.

Jake groaned, realizing he was on his own. The noises continued—soft at first, but then unmistakable. He felt his entire body cringe as he frantically yanked the covers over his head, pressing his hands against his ears. Maybe if he just thought about something else. Die Hard. Pizza. The worst places to get shot—definitely the butthole. Oh god, not helping.

Minutes passed. Then, finally, silence. Jake hesitated before slowly uncovering his ears, sighing in relief. It was over. He had survived. That relief lasted about five minutes.

"shit, Rosa, just like that."

Jake let out an exhausted whimper before turning onto his side, grabbing the nearest pillow, and stuffing it over his head. If he could die right now, that would be fantastic.

-

Jake sat at the kitchen table, staring blankly at the bowl of cereal in front of him, spoon in hand but unmoving. His eyelids drooped, his head nearly nodding off into the milk. Every bone in his body ached from lack of sleep, and his soul felt… damaged.

A hand suddenly clapped his shoulder, jolting him awake. “Why so tired, boo?” Gina slid into the seat beside him, smirking. “Did you and Amy have some fun last night?”

Jake groaned, rubbing his face. “No,” he muttered. “But other people did.”

Gina raised an eyebrow before realization dawned. Her eyes widened, her mouth forming a silent ‘oh’ before she grinned. “Oh. OH. Oh wow.” Before Gina could say anything else, the culprits of his suffering strolled into the kitchen.

Maddy and Rosa walked in together, Rosa’s arm lazily draped over Maddy’s shoulders, both looking refreshed and well-rested, which Jake thought was absolutely unfair. They grabbed breakfast, joining the rest of the squad at the table as everyone slowly trickled in. Conversation turned to plans for the day—surfing, lounging on the beach, maybe grilling for dinner—until Gina cleared her throat loudly, getting everyone’s attention.

“So,” she started, eyes gleaming with mischief. “How’d everyone sleep last night?”

Maddy reached for the coffee pot, not looking up as she responded, “Pretty good.”

Jake, meanwhile, stared daggers into his cereal, praying that if he focused hard enough, he could teleport away from this conversation. Gina, not one to let things slide, smirked. “Really? ‘Cause according to Jake, it doesn’t sound like you two got much sleep.”

At that, Rosa raised an eyebrow and turned to Maddy, clearly confused. Maddy gave her a look. It took a second, but then Rosa’s expression shifted. “Oh…” she murmured before smirking. She turned her gaze to Jake. “Were you listening or something?”

Jake’s head snapped up. “No! No, I wasn’t trying to! You guys were just so loud!”

Maddy laughed, completely unbothered. “I beg to differ.”

Jake scoffed. “Yeah, well, you were definitely begging last night too.” Rosa, mid-sip of her coffee, choked. Maddy smacked Jake’s arm, but she was grinning, a light blush dusting her cheeks. Jake huffed dramatically, shoving another spoonful of cereal into his mouth. “I was suffering last night, and none of you care.”

Amy, finally awake enough to register the conversation, furrowed her brow as she stirred sugar into her coffee. “Wait… what’s going on?”

Jake turned to her, eyes wide with betrayal. “Oh, now you wake up?”

Amy blinked. “Wake up from what?”

Maddy smirked, taking a bite of her toast. “Oh, just from Jake’s trauma-filled night.”

Amy frowned at her boyfriend, then at Gina, who was barely containing her laughter. “Okay, clearly I missed something.”

Jake shot a glare at Maddy and Rosa, who were clearly enjoying his suffering far too much. “Oh, you missed something alright. You missed the worst night of my life.”

Amy narrowed her eyes in confusion before realization dawned. “Wait… oh my god.” She looked between Maddy and Rosa, who were still looking way too smug, then back at Jake.

“Oh no.”

Jake dropped his spoon into his bowl dramatically. “Oh yes.”

Amy snorted, covering her mouth to stifle her laugh. “Oh my god, Jake, are you seriously this upset over it?”

Jake turned to his wife, scandalized. “Amy! They ruined my innocence!”

Gina cackled. “Jake, you haven’t been innocent a day in your life.”

Boyle, who was still a beat behind, suddenly gasped. “Wait. Were they… you know?” He made a series of vague gestures with his hands, as if trying to mime something inappropriate but failing miserably.

Maddy rolled her eyes. “Yes, Boyle. We know.”

Rosa simply smirked. “Next time, try sleeping with noise-canceling headphones, Peralta.”

Jake threw his hands up. “Or, OR, you two could try being quiet!”

Maddy grinned, leaning back in her chair, looking entirely unbothered. “Eh. No promises.”

Jake groaned in defeat, pushing his cereal away.

“Oh, don’t be so dramatic, babe,” Amy said, patting his shoulder. “It’s not the first time you’ve heard other people—”

Jake clamped his hands over his ears. “NOPE. NOPE. Not finishing that sentence.” The entire table burst into laughter, with Jake still grumbling about how unfair life was. Maddy and Rosa exchanged an amused glance, and Rosa smirked, leaning over to whisper something in Maddy’s ear. Maddy chuckled softly before taking another bite of her toast, looking all too pleased with herself.

Jake, catching the exchange, pointed a finger at them. “I swear to god, if I have to suffer again tonight—”

Maddy just winked.

-

It was later in the day, and Jake was finally starting to act somewhat normal again—well, as normal as he could after the horrors of last night. He was even managing to look Maddy in the eyes again, which was progress.

That didn’t last long.

As dinner time rolled around, Jake—wanting to avoid another round of teasing at the table—volunteered to go tell Maddy and Rosa that food was ready. It seemed like a safe, simple task. No risk, no danger. Just knock on the door, pass along the message, and leave. Easy.

Or, at least, it should have been.

Without thinking, Jake strode confidently down the hall, heading straight for their room. He knocked once—barely—before pushing the door open.

“Hey, guys, dinner’s—”

The words died in his throat.

Maddy's hair flicked over her shoulder as she sat up, still straddling Rosa's waist, staring sharply at Jake. Rosa sat up quickly as well, the pair caught completely off guard. The room was dimly lit, clothes were definitely not where they should have been, and from the way Rosa was gripping Maddy’s waist, it was very obvious that Jake had just made the biggest mistake of his life.

There was a moment—just a second—where nobody moved.

Then—

“AHHHHHHHHHHH!”

Jake screamed so loudly it could probably be heard from the beach. He slammed the door shut so fast it rattled on its hinges and sprinted down the hall like his life depended on it. Maddy and Rosa barely had time to react before they heard him crashing into furniture in his desperate attempt to get away.

By the time Jake reached the kitchen, he was out of breath, wide-eyed, and looking like he’d just seen a ghost. He came to a screeching halt in front of the squad, who all turned to stare at him.

Amy frowned, lowering her drink. “Jake? What—”

Jake just shook his head. “Nope. Nope, nope, nope.”

Boyle blinked. “Wait, what happened?”

Gina, already smirking, leaned forward. “Oh, this is gonna be good.”

Jake threw his arms out dramatically. “I walked in on Maddy and Rosa!”

There was a beat of silence. Then Gina burst out laughing. Boyle’s mouth fell open. “Like… walked in, walked in?”

“YES, CHARLES,” Jake cried, throwing his hands up. “I saw things!”

Amy winced, but couldn’t hide her amusement. “Oh, Jake…”

Gina wiped away tears. “This is the best thing that’s ever happened.”

Before Jake could continue ranting, footsteps echoed down the hallway. A few seconds later, Maddy and Rosa casually strolled into the kitchen, looking far too smug for Jake’s comfort. Maddy, completely unbothered, grabbed a plate and started serving herself. “So, dinner’s ready?”

Jake gaped at her. “That’s all you have to say!?”

Rosa smirked, taking a seat at the table. “What do you want us to say, Peralta?”

“I don’t know! Maybe sorry for traumatizing me?” Jake groaned, rubbing his hands down his face.

"Nah, I think you should be apologizing for interrupting my flow." Rosa said, leaning back in her chair, Jake glaring at her.

Maddy bit back a laugh. “I mean… you did barge in without knocking.”

“I knocked!”

“No, you tapped the door and immediately opened it,” Rosa corrected, sipping her drink. “That’s on you, buddy.”

Jake looked to Amy for help, but she just gave him a sympathetic pat on the shoulder. “Maybe next time, wait for an answer before going in.”

Maddy smiled, clearly enjoying every second of this. “Lesson learned, huh?”

Jake groaned again, dropping his head onto the table. “I hate this trip.”

Gina grinned. “I love this trip.”

The squad barely had time to settle before Gina leaned forward with a wicked grin. “So, Jake… what exactly did you see?”

Jake groaned, looking to Terry, the one person he thought would have to be on his side. “Sarge, please tell them to stop.”

Terry, who had been calmly eating his food this entire time, just shook his head. “Sorry, man. You walked into this one. Literally.”

“This is the worst day of my life.” Jake practically shouted. “I want to erase it from my memory! I want to go back to when Rosa was scary and mean and didn’t have a girlfriend! And when Maddy was just my sweet, innocent childhood friend who I hadn’t seen half naked.”

Maddy gasped dramatically, pressing a hand to her chest. “Excuse me? Are you implying that I make Rosa less scary?”

Jake gestured wildly at the two of them. “YES! Look at you two! You’re all… soft! Rosa literally had her arm around you at breakfast! She never used to do that!”

Rosa, unimpressed, just took a bite of her food. “You’re just mad because now I have someone to bully you with.”

Boyle nodded solemnly. “It’s true. They’ve teamed up.”

Jake groaned, flopping back against his chair. “This is a nightmare.”

Maddy grinned, reaching for Rosa’s hand under the table. “Awww, poor Jakey.”

“Don’t call me that right now.”

Gina, still smirking, leaned over and ruffled Jake’s hair. “Face it, boo. You walked in, you saw, and now you suffer.” Jake let out a long, defeated sigh before dropping his head back onto the table. Maddy smiled at Rosa, who squeezed her hand in return. Yeah, this trip was definitely going to be fun.

(comments and feedback appreciated!!!)

[teoceearts]

Lord Inquisitor Dalinev Lavellan

Knight-Enchanter, First to the Keeper, and Not Your Fucking Herald

[zetadraconis11]

HL Incorrect Quotes #99

*as Aurors*

MC, pointing at a map: He says his dealer hangs out here. He said he'll point him out to us. So you approach on foot from the south. And me and Natty will be in Disillusionment here.

Sebastian: Whoa, whoa... "Me and Natty"? Didn't you mean "Natty and I"?

MC: ...Oh, Merlin.

Sebastian: I corrected your grammar! Are you so proud of me? Are you horrified?

[vladimirsangel]

Musical!Erik said what we're all thinking, let's be honest. Although he got extra dramatic because well. Erik.

Every time I see the Diaz and puppy meme I think of Aurik. And now it has been depicted the way I always imagine it.

If you were waiting for a sign to commission @purrlockholmesbooks, this is it. Go go go.

[rose-of-oz]

𝐑𝐄-𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆… 𝐌𝐘 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐋𝐘𝐍 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄-𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑, 𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐔𝐄𝐑

❝ Nicky was used to not being “normal”. He’d been diagnosed as autistic at the tender age of eleven, and from that point on had been the subject of many hateful looks and uncreative taunts from his neurotypical classmates, who apparently thought that having an autistic person among them was the worst kind of injustice. Nicky had then been disowned and thrown out of the house at the age of seventeen by his fervently religious parents, who apparently could accept an autistic son but not a gay one, and had been forced to rely on the kindness of his friends’ families for a place to stay until he had graduated high school and won a university scholarship that allowed him to stay in a dorm on campus.

Years after graduating from university and the police academy and finally becoming a detective like he’d always dreamed, Nicky was transferred to Brooklyn’s ninety-ninth precinct, where he expected to once again be treated like a strange outsider by his “normal” co-workers. But to his utter surprise, Nicky quickly found himself one of the only sensible people in his new workplace, at least compared to Jake Peralta’s chaotic antics, his captain’s general incompetence, and... literally everything that went on with Hitchcock and Scully.

But now the Nine-Nine has a new captain, a much more serious one who promises to finally knock some sense into this madhouse of a precinct. However, Jake continues to resist Holt’s attempts at forcing him to act responsibly, Rosa continues to be a stoic lover of weapons and violence, and Nicky? He continues to be an awkward mess of bad jokes and fidget toys who has a hopeless crush on his most chaotic co-worker.

Maybe Nicky’s life, and Nicky himself, will never be “normal”. But, maybe, that’s not as bad a thing as he’s always lead himself to believe. ❞

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[bethany-sensei]

Drawing memes with Tempest. -

I spent a couple of months trying to decide if I wanted to color this, and in the end I just shaded it in pencil.

This is legit how Balances begins, right?

[hxuse-xf-black]

Pansy, to Draco, Blaise & Theo: I've only had Hadley for a day and a half, but if anything happened to her, I would kill everyone in this room and then myself.

[sleeplessdreamer14]

Jeremiah (brown haired boy) belongs to @emerald-echeveria-plant

source

[loulouhattie]

BG99

Meme redraw with a little extra 😏

Poor Gale knows no peace on my page

Finn is mine, Hatch’net is owned by schoolgirltrainwreck on instagram

[shesgotthebeststories]

like a tattooed golden retriever

a rosa x oc fic

“at dinner you take my ring off my middle finger and put it on the one, people put wedding rings on. that’s the closest i’ve come, to my heart exploding”

a fic where rosa can’t seem to figure out what she is feeling.

It was a late night after a grueling day at the precinct. Maddy and Rosa sat on the couch, the tension between them unspoken but palpable. Rosa was stretched out, her head resting on Maddy’s lap as Maddy absently ran her fingers through her dark hair, her eyes glued to the show playing on the TV. Rosa’s breathing slowed, and her eyelids grew heavy, the rhythmic motion of Maddy’s fingers lulled her to sleep.

-

Hours later, Rosa stirred. A random romance movie played softly on the TV, casting warm light across the room. She blinked a few times, trying to orient herself. The steady rise and fall of Maddy’s chest behind her drew Rosa’s attention. She shifted slightly, turning onto her back to watch Maddy. Her face was peaceful, lips slightly parted as she snored softly. A stray piece of blonde hair had fallen across Maddy’s face. She reached up, carefully brushing it behind her ear.

But something in her chest twisted. The intimacy of the moment hit her like a wave, and panic bubbled to the surface. She jerked her hand back as if burned, sitting up abruptly. Rosa ran her hands through her hair, her mind racing. What are you doing? She grabbed her shoes and jacket, slipping them on as quietly as possible.

Before leaving, she turned to look at Maddy one last time. But the knot in her stomach tightened, and she couldn’t bring herself to stay. Rosa rushed out the door, letting it close softly behind her.

-

The next day at the precinct was awkward. Rosa avoided Maddy, throwing herself into paperwork. Maddy noticed but didn’t push—at least not until late afternoon. Maddy walked into the evidence room, where Rosa was sitting at a desk reading through a case file. She leaned against the wall, watching Rosa.

“Hey,” Maddy said softly, trying to catch Rosa’s eyes.

“Hey,” Rosa replied without looking up, her voice clipped.

“So… you left pretty early last night. Thought you were staying over.” Rosa froze for a split second before continuing her task.

“Oh, uh, yeah. Something happened back at my apartment. Had to take care of it.”

“You could’ve woken me up. I would’ve driven you home,” Maddy offered, stepping closer and resting her chin lightly on Rosa’s head, her arms wrapping around Rosa’s shoulders, Rosa stiffening under her touch.

“Yeah, okay. Sorry, I should’ve,” she said hastily, shrugging Maddy. Maddy stepped back, hurt flashing across her face.

“Okay then,” she said quietly, her voice wavering. She turned toward the door, tears already pricking her eyes. Rosa sighed and rolled her eyes, standing abruptly.

“Maddy. Wait.” Maddy stopped but didn’t turn around until Rosa grabbed her hand, pulling her gently.

“I’m sorry, okay?” Rosa said, her tone softer now. “It’s just… been a long week. I shouldn’t have taken it out on you.” Maddy searched Rosa’s face before nodding, her expression softening.

“Okay. Dinner? At mine tonight?” Rosa hesitated before giving a small smile.

“Yeah. Yeah, that sounds great.”

-

The evening passed as if nothing had happened. Back at Maddy’s apartment, the two cooked dinner together, glasses of wine in hand, laughter bubbling up between them. By the time they sat down to eat, the tension from earlier had eased.

Their empty plates sat forgotten on the table as they leaned closer, their hands intertwined, trading quiet, affectionate words. Rosa’s thumb brushed over the gold ring on Maddy’s left middle finger. She studied it for a moment before slipping it off, her movements slow and deliberate.

“What are you doing?” Maddy asked softly, her heart skipping a beat. Rosa didn’t answer. Instead, she slid the ring onto Maddy’s fourth finger, the one people put wedding rings on. Maddy’s breath caught. She looked at Rosa, her heart swelling.

“Rosa…”

But she didn’t meet her gaze. Her expression shifted, her usual stoic mask sliding back into place. She pulled her hands back, rubbing them against her legs as if to erase the moment.

“I should go,” Rosa muttered abruptly, standing up and grabbing her jacket and purse.

“Rosa, wait,” Maddy said, rising from her seat, confusion etched across her face.

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” Rosa said, her voice distant as she moved toward the door.

“Rosa, talk to me,” Maddy pleaded, following her. Rosa paused at the door, turning to look at Maddy. Her expression was unreadable, her dark eyes a storm of conflicting emotions. But she said nothing. Instead, she opened the door and walked out, leaving Maddy standing in the kitchen, the gold ring still warm on her finger, her chest heavy with unanswered questions.

(i have never done anything like this before, this being my first ever fanfic, but i’ve loved writing stories my whole life and my current hyperfixtation is b99. also this app is extremely lacking in the rosa diaz fic department so i took it upon myself :) hope you enjoy!)

[unicornblossom13]

Jack: What, you think I might tell everyone you like to be the little spoon?

Bunnymund: Everyone likes to be the little spoon, it makes you feel safe. Eve, back me up on this.

Eve: Yes, little spoon all the way.

Bunnymund: Thank you.