#quote rosa

[aaquilas-blog]

Donne Eccezionali Attraverso i Secoli: Un Omaggio alle Leader Silenziose

Donne, pari opportunità e pari condizioni salariali.

La storia è ricca di donne straordinarie che hanno lasciato un’impronta indelebile. Queste figure hanno dimostrato che il valore umano e il successo non sono questioni di genere, ma di talento, impegno e innovazione. Saffo: La Voce della Poesia Antica Saffo di Lesbo rimane una delle figure più emblematiche della poesia lirica antica. Le sue opere, caratterizzate da profonda emotività e una rara…

[geryone]

MyOTHER TONGUE, Rosa Alcalá

[rosariumpartone]

quote from Rosa, Rosa 🌹

[mjbythebay]

Damian: did you get my report on the Finley murders

Dick: uh yeah, I looked it over nice work

Damian: thanks dad

Everyone in the cave:

Damian: why is everyone staring at me

Tim: you called Dick dad

Tim: you said 'thanks dad'

Damian: no I didn't. If anything I said thanks man

Dick: do you see me as a father figure Damian?

Damian: no! If anything I see you as a bother figure because you're always bothering me!

Jason: hey! Show your father some respect!

[veryberryjelly]

lines of gold

jake peralta x fem!reader

lyric prompt ; 'closed eyes & closed blinds' - fast times - sabrina carpenter

𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈��𝐍 ⚜︎ 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

time off was a rarity, and you didnt take it lightly.

both yourself and jake had been racking up some vacation days and had booked a week off 4 months in advance.

and you had been looking forward to the week off since you started talking about it.

a week away from everything, just you and jake.

the two of you had chosen to go to mexico for your vacation. somewhere warm and interesting. you could lounge around all day or go out and do something and that was just perfect for the two of you.

so far, in 2 and a half days, you had just been lounging around in your hotel, enjoying not having to get up every morning and not having any agenda for the day.

day three didnt look like it was going to be any different.

you were woken up by the sun creeping through the blinds you could've sworn you shut before you went to bed last night, but apparently not.

you turned over to avoid the seemly blinding light, and you were met with the sight of your boyfriend in his rumpled morning state.

his curls were a mess onto of his head, his face free of worry, the sunlight dusting over his features to make him look truly angelic.

a smile settled on your lips.

you decided to put aside your thoughts of going back to sleep and instead rested your head onto of your arm as you watched the movement of jake's chest rising and falling.

you couldn't pinpoint how long you had been watching him, but the sun had shifted to brighten his closed eyes by the time he woke up.

he turned towards your body to hide from the light, and instead was met with the stretch of mattress between you.

the cold cotton caused his eyes to squint open in search of the woman he was certain he had fallen asleep beside.

he seemed to relax when he caught sight of you just another two inches over.

" were you watching me sleep ?"

you let a soft laugh huff past your lips.

" no ." you insisted, though you were sure it wasn't convincing.

jake said nothing in retaliation and instead just stretched his arm out to pull you across the gap in the mattress and into his chest.

you didnt resist, instead wrapped your arms around his torso as his lips pressed into your forehead, both of your eyes shielded from the lines of light bleeding through the blinds.

@sparklymazzy @flwrguts123

[juicegremlin]

[After meeting Neil in Millport]

Andrew: Something's not right about that guy.

Kevin: Why, just because he looks eerily similar to the son of a guy I watched cut a man's legs off when I was a kid? Grow up.

Andrew: Because I'm physically attracted to him.

Kevin: And that's... bad?

Andrew: I'm only attracted to creeps. You, the freak from my forensics class who only wears tiny beanies and always smells like watermelon Ziip Sticks, and when I was a teenager I had a major crush on Matthew Lillard in Scream.

[luciferslilith7]

"I believe in poems as I do in haunted houses.We say someone must have died here."

Rosa Alacia,"Voice:An essay, from My other tongue."

@luciferslilith7

[noine-noine]

Amy: I think I'm in love with Jake. Any thoughts? Rosa: And prayers. You're going to need them.

[cheddarch]

Happy Pride Month 99

[mournfulroses]

Rita Dove, from On the bus with Rosa Parks; Poems; "Nightwatch. The Son,"

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

Jake: do you think I could fit fifteen marshmallows in my mouth?

Amy: ...you are a hazard to society

Rosa: and a coward. do twenty

[geryone]

MyOTHER TONGUE, Rosa Alcalá

[bastart13]

This is the plot of Wish, right?

[veryberryjelly]

hi!! can i request red wine w/ jake peralta based on “fresh out the slammer” by taylor swift? for the last few days all i can think of is like a friends to lovers thing with reader and jake after a bad breakup. thx!! 🩷

jake peralta x reader

lyrics ; ' Now, pretty baby, I'm running back home to you, Fresh out the slammer, I know who my first call will be to ' [ tw ; implied abusive relationship NOT JAKE ]

lowkey wanna do a part 2 to this, maybe a series. lmk if y'all would be into that

𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ✦ 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 !

everyone had told you that he was bad news.

but you were too blinded by what you thought was love to listen.

but now as you stood outside his apartment building, tears and rain mingling on your cheeks, you could see they were right.

he had taken you apart, piece by piece until you didnt know who you were anymore.

stood on his front step you couldnt find it in yourself to head back to your apartment where your roommate would be waiting with open arms and an 'i told you' ready to drop.

your legs seemed to carry you in the opposite direction before you could think too much about where you were headed.

it felt like seconds before you were stood infront of the door of one of your friends.

the only person you were sure wouldn't judge you right now.

your knock echoes through the hallway and you hoped more than anything that he would still be awake.

the sight that greeted you when he opened the door made you think you had arrived just in time.

jake.

his hair was mussed slightly and he had ditched his usual jeans and a hoodie for pyjama pants and a t-shirt.

" hey, what're you doing here?" he questioned, his voice more curious than judging.

but you couldnt seem to get any words out.

" woah, hey, are you okay ?"

that broke the damn. tears cascaded down your cheeks and if it weren't for jake's strong arms wrapping around your torso you would've collapsed on the floor.

he didnt try to move you, letting you cry freely into his shoulder in the hallway.

it was only when your shoulders had stopped shaking that he lead you into his apartment, sitting down on the couch beside you.

he didnt pressure you to speak, he didnt push you to do anything, he just sat with you for a while before you felt okay enough to talk.

" i- i got into a fight with dylan..." you started, your voice wobbly and uneven.

you could feel jakes posture stiffen beside you, but you carried on anyway.

" i got into the hallway before he could do anything but i heard glass breaking on the other side " tears began to pour again at the memory of that horrible sound.

he had tried to throw something at you.

jake still sat quietly at your side, his gaze on you never wavering.

" i didnt know where else to go. i knew my roommate would throw it in my face and i didnt want to be there incase he showed up.."

that was what finally snapped it and he lifted his hand, sliding it into yours and squeezing lightly.

" you can stay here, as long as you need. "

his voice was like a comforting blanket over your shoulders that could solve anything. just giving you a place to stay meant the world. it meant you didnt have to go back to your flat and hear your roommate go on about how right she was.

it meant you had a safe place to rest your head.

" thank you, jake " you replied your arms winding around his torso as his did the same , pulling you against his chest.

you felt a kiss pressed to the top of your head and it felt as though it was thawing your heart.

" c'mon, i've got some clothes you can borrow for tonight and we can get some of your stuff tomorrow "

after a confirming nod of your head, jake lead you to his bedroom, offering out a t-shirt, a hoodie and some boxers.

when you emerged from the bathroom in his clothes, you found him pulling blankets and a pillow from under his bed.

" ok, so, you know where everything is, i'll wake you in the morning before i go to work. and i'll tell holt that you're taking a day because there is no way i am-"

" can you stay with me tonight ?" you cut him off. amongst all of this, you didnt want to be alone.

you would take tomorrow off and sort yourself out if he wanted, though you would prefer to go on as though nothing had happened.

but right now, you didnt want him to go. you didnt care if that meant you sleeping on the floor in his bedroom, though you knew jake well enough to know he wouldn't allow that.

it took him a minute where he froze on the spot before he answered

" yeah "

he pushed the blanket and pillow back under the bed and climbed under his comforter, pulling back the other side for you to climb under.

and you did so, lowering yourself down onto the bed and pulling the blankets back over you.

jake didnt move, not wanting to push you too far, but he was on the other side of the mattress, what felt like miles away.

so even in your vulnerable state, you made the journey across the cotton sheets and rested your head down on his shoulder.

when his arm wrapped around you, you knew you were secure.

jake always gave you a safe place to rest your head.

[moonysmagicwand]

*Kevin and Holt talking about Jake*

Kevin *sighing* : Jake is not your son, Raymond.

Kevin *to Jake* : Come down from the chair and eat those cookies before they get cold.

Jake *to Kevin* : okay dad!

Kevin:

Kevin *to Holt* : As I was saying, our son needs some ground rules on calling us father during work.

[fandomnerd9602]

I've got a bit of a different ask!! Could you write a little something where Roas Diaz from Brooklyn 99 (Stephanie Beatriz) finds out that her son Y/N is the Spider-Man of that dimension????

Rosa: what the hell?!

Y/N: ma?! you're home early

Rosa: you're Spider-Man?! oh thank God.

Y/N: what?

Rosa: I thought you were running around with a gang or something.

Jake wanders in...

Jake: hey Rosa what...holy s--t!! Spider-Man's your son?!