#b99 fic

pairing; jake peralta x reader

word count; 2,500

cw; smut, arguing

summary; reader gets extremely insecure and jealous, instead of talking it through her and jake argue which leads to fucking.



a/n: im backkkk. so sorry for the lack of posting for the last two months, ive been so preoccupied but i hope to get properly back now. also omg try not to make a post about a ts song mission= failed. can’t resist.

‘and you can’t talk to me when i’m like this

daring you to leave me just so i can try and scare you

you’re the west village

you still do it for me, babe.’

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Your relationship with Jake wasn’t perfect, although to the eye of many that wasn’t obvious. You seemed utterly head over heels, and whilst that was the truth you, like any other couple had problems. But to the extent was not normal, most couples talk it out, that’s never been your method. The problem was Jake’s friendliness, before you got together you loved that about him, it was after all how you got together. You loved how he would talk to everyone, you loved how he made people laugh, but now that you sit in a crowded restaurant gritting your teeth watching your boyfriend make the waitress laugh, he told a joke, a joke first told to you, your gaze was fixated on him, the crease by his eyes as he laughed, the nod of his head as she spoke, but worst of all the prolonged eye contact they held and how her eyes glistened as they done so.

Swiftly you finished your wine, you cleared your throat and the waitress turned to you. You nodded your head to the empty glass, right away she excused herself with the glass to get you another.

“She’s lovely,” you grinned, the sarcasm seeping through your words.

“It’s the Peralta charm, she couldn’t help laugh at my joke,” Jake teased, resuming his meal. You near scoffed at the audacity of him, deep down you knew he was being harmless- a mere joke, but you couldn’t help the insecurity inside of you get the better of your mind. You and Jake have been together for two years, the longest you’ve both been with someone, your biggest fear is that Jake will get bored of you, so interactions like this had your mind running wild- reaching to the worst possible scenarios.

For the rest of your meal you were barely listening to Jake enthuse about his week at work, he talked about his perps, his drug busts and the banter within the precinct. Instead you were in your head, imagining the end of your relationship, more specifically Jake leaving you for someone much prettier and funnier. He’s never not been loyal, he’s never given you an reason to feel this way, yet you couldn’t help it. You couldn’t turn off your self sabotaging mind and that was a slow undeniable killer.

“Are you okay?” Jake said, snapping you back to reality, concern written over his face, his eyes gentle and comforting.

“I’m fine.” You replied. “Just tired.” You couldn’t shake the coldness of your words. Jake reached over the table to grab your hand, you sighed and moved your hand away, feeling too indifferent to talk about it. You could see the disappointment building in his eyes.

“Let’s go then.” Jake said as he stood up grabbing his jacket and pushing his chair in, you paid the bill and got into his car.

A deafening silence fell over you both for the first few minutes of the car ride, you didn’t know what to say, you were worried that if you started to talk you would end up fighting. The car stopped at the red light, you found your eyes wondering over to Jake, one hand on the wheel the other tapping on the dashboard as he starred out the window, his eyebrows were knitted together in a frustrated manner and his body was tense. He glanced at you and instantly your eyes hardened.

“What did I do to upset you this much?” Jake asked, his voice firm.

“Nothing.” You mumbled looking down at your lap.

“Then why are you acting like this? I don’t understand the night started great now you’re distant. Do you not like me anymore or something?”

The emotion in his voice had you heart aching, you couldn’t understand why your mind done this to you, from a rational perspective the interaction was harmless- maybe enough for you to sulk over, but not to this extent and you knew that. You nervously picked at you nails as you replied.

“Of course I do Jake- you know I love you. But it’s just..” you sighed, “I don’t know.”

He turned to look at you now, “just what?”

“You’re too friendly! That’s the problem.”

“Too friendly? What does that even mean?!” He laughed, you looked at him and instantly filled with rage.

“Don’t be stupid Jake. Don’t do that, you were flirting with that fucking waitress.”

The light went green and Jake drove again, his eyes were focused on the road as he spoke. “Flirting? Seriously. This again.” He sighed, “I’m not flirting with anyone.”

“Oh,” you scoffed, “it’s so fucking obvious! The fuck me eyes she was sending you, you’re not blind Jake anyone could have sensed it.”

“You’re seeing things. Seriously, tell me why would I do that?”

“That’s what I’m asking you!!”

“Maybe for once it’s not me, it’s you. You are the one causing the problem here not me.”

“As I recall you were the one flirting!” You fumed.

“Flirting or simply talking? Should I just stay away from all woman from now on?”

“You’re infuriating right now. Just fucking apologise.”

“For what?!” Jake raised his voice, “I didn’t do anything. I made me waitress laugh, you’re acting as if I asked for her number.”

“Wouldn’t be surprised if you did.” You muttered.

“Really? You think I’d cheat on you.” Jake said as he parked the car outside his apartment complex.

You got out of the car slamming the door after you and Jake followed behind you. “Well would you?”

He punched in the code to open the complex door, you stood with your arms crossed walking with him. “What kind of question is that? Obviously not.”

You pressed the elevator button and stood beside him, arms crossed again and your body stiff with anger. “That’s not what I picked up on looking at you and that woman.”

“Y/N. I did not flirt with her. Get that idea out of your head.” Jake groaned, clearly becoming increasingly frustrated with you.

“Well maybe I wouldn’t have that idea if you weren’t so fucking friendly!” You practically shouted. Your face flushed red with embarrassment as a couple walked out of the elevator, by the looks of your face you could tell they heard everything. The man gave Jake a sympathetic look which made you roll your eyes, his girlfriend elbowed him in response to that.

Jake walked into the elevator, you followed and pressed the floor number. “I don’t want to have this stupid conversation anymore. I didn’t flirt with her! And I’m not too friendly, there’s no such thing.”

“Oh yes there is. You are a prime example,” you scoffed as the elevator doors closed.

“You want to know what’s exhausting? This. I’m sick of you being so insecure.”

“Then break up with me.”

“What? No. Are you insane?”

“Go on. Do it. I know you want to, do it Jake break up with me.”

“I’d be crazy to break up with you.” Jake moved closer to you.

“I think you want to.” You starred into his eyes, deep down you’d be distraught if he broke up with you. But the thrill of keeping him on his toes outweighed that.

He grabbed your arm pull you closer to him. “Don’t say anything like that again. Ever.”

Your face flushed hearing him being so assertive, when Jake got this way you could swoon. You smirked and looked up at him. “Why? Does it bother you?”

“Everything you’re doing right now is bothering me,” he got even closer to you, your chest was pushed up against his front. “Trying to scare me off?”

“Is it working?” Your voice was barely above a whisper, you could feel Jake’s breath on your face, furthering the heat rising to your face.

“No.” Jake responded. He pushed you against the elevator mirror, your back hitting the rail. His hands firmly gripped your hips, sure enough to leave a bruise, your breath quickened as he lowered his head and smashed his lips to yours.

You got caught up in an intense moment, your hands went to his hair, pulling him closer as your leg rose to wrap around his waist. You were pushed right up against the mirror as you shared a hungry make out, his tongue fought and won dominance as it explored your mouth. One of his hands moved from your waist and hiked up your thigh and skirt. His finger edged to your panties, and started to slowly circle your clit. You gasped at the sudden pleasure, breaking the kiss. Jake kissed your neck however quickly stopped and moved away once the elevator door opened. You tried to fix yourself up and walk normally to his door, you impatiently waited as Jake opened the door, you could’ve swore he was being slow to tempt you. You walked in first, wasting no time you grabbed his tie, a rare thing to see Jake in and pulled him to you.

His hands met your waist, he smirked. “Eager?”

“Shut up.” You replied.

As you kiss Jake backs you into his room, pulling down your top to reveal your bra and down onto his bed. Using his tie again you pull him on top of you, you remove his tie and make a start at unbuttoning his shirt. His lips meet your neck as he marks you, his hand travels down your body resting in between your legs, he moved your underwear aside and shoves two fingers inside of you. You cry out at the abrupt movement but quickly it turns to an override of pleasure, Jake moves from your neck and watches your face as he roughly fucks you with his fingers, curling them to hit that perfect spot, as if that wasn’t enough he circles his thumb on your clit. The pleasure making your legs shake and vision blur, the sounds coming from your mouth were incoherent, your whole body was trembling in pleasure. The pleasure continuing to build you knew you were close, you felt yourself ignite and be overcome with pleasure but just as you were about to finish he pulled his fingers out.

“Jake-” you whined but was quickly stopped by his fingers going into your mouth. You sucked his fingers, you couldn’t help but heat up at the taste of yourself on his finger. Jake removed his fingers and kissed you hungrily, his hand moving to your breast and rolling your nipple in between his finger over your lacy bra. You pull his shirt off and break the kiss, to mark his collarbone.

“Marking territory?” Jake teased as his hand slipped under your and effortlessly undone your bra. As you pulled your head back he removed your top and bra.

“Seems as if I have to.” You scoffed, Jake grabbed your jaw.

“As I’ve said before I’d never cheat on you.”

You rolled your eyes in response, he let go of your jaw and moved to your ear. “We’re not leaving this bed until you realise it.”

His voice was enough to make you squeeze your thighs together but the words spoken had you stifling a moan. Jake kissed down your neck, you arched your back pushing your body up onto him, desperate for pleasure. You grab his hand and bring it in between your thighs, hoping for pleasure from him.

“What do you want?” Jake asks, his eyes bearing into yours.

“You.” You responded, biting your lip. You could see it in his eyes, he was tempted to take you right there but resisted, much to your dismay.

“Be more specific,” he slowly moved his finger to brush against your clit, you hissed at the sensation.

“I want you to make me cum with your fingers. Then,” you moved your hand into his hair, tugging. “I want you to fuck me.”

“So demanding. Not even a please?”

“Are you going to or not?” You raised an eyebrow, Jake smirked and inserted two fingers into you.

You senses once again filled with pleasure from Jake roughly moving his fingers, you moaned his name feeling the pleasure override you. Your legs trembled as using his thumb he rubbed your clit. A continuous thread of moans left your mouth as you came undone, you vision whitened as you released, your body going into a state of utter bliss. Jake removed his fingers and took your skirt off, your hands made quick work of removing his belt and trousers. You watched eagerly as his cock sprung out with the removal of his boxers.

You moved your hand down to slowly stroke him, he softly groaned in response. You then wrapped your legs around his waist and gripped his shoulders as he slid into you, your eyes rolled back in pleasure as you adjusted to him. Right away Jake began to pound into you, one of his hands held your thigh as the other gripped the headboard making him completely tower over you, you watched his face contorted in pleasure. The room filled with the sound of your bodies joining together and your lustful moans, you knew trying to conceal them wouldn’t work, so you let it happen, not that anyone would complain Jake loved the sound of your moans. Jake fucked you like he’s never done before you wouldnt’ve been surprised if your bodies left a permanent dent into the mattress, that was only furthered when he moved your legs to rest over his shoulders allowing him to go deeper. Your mind became numb with pleasure, the only thing you could focus on was the immense pressure between your thighs.

Jake pushed your chin up to look at him, your eyes were pricking with tears as you got closure to release. “Believe me now?”

“Not quite.” You moaned.

This only fuelled Jake more to the point where the bed was slamming against the wall and tears of pleasure were streaming down your face, you felt the pleasure override you.

“So close.” You moaned.

“Cum for me,” Jake said, his voice dripping with pleasure, that itself sent you over edge.

The euphoric sensation washed over you yet again, your vision blurred as your entire body shook, never had you felt this way before. Jake continued, cashing his own release as you slowly came down from that high, however it wasn’t long until you felt it building up again. Jakes movements got strained as he got closer, again you came and white hot pleasure overcame you. Jake came inside you, moaning into your ear. Slowly he pulled out and lay beside you. You both starred at the ceiling, catching your breath. He turned to you and tucked your hair behind your ear, you couldn’t help the smile that creeped onto your face as you turned to face him too.

“Believe me now?” Jake teased, stroking your cheek.

“I always did I was just in my head, totally worth it though,”

“Totally worth it though; title of your sex tape.”

This is LONG, but I hope it's worth it lol

Warnings: mentions of kidnapping, torture, SA, cursing, punches and smut (in part 2)

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Jake woke up slowly, his neck hurted from the position. He tried moving but he couldn't, his hands were tied to the arms of a chair, and his legs too.

He breathed heavily, looking around, adjusting his eyes to the room's lighting.

A man is standing in front of him, a few feet away, leaning on a metal table. Looks like he was waiting for Jake to wake up.

Jake says nothing, waiting for the man to speak first.

- Jake Peralta

Jake's eyes were fixed on the man, he didn't know what all of this was about, confused, cold, hungry and very scared.

His chest went up and down rapidly, heavy, his hands moving under the ropes.

- you're a pain in my ass, did you know that?

Jake just shook his head.

- I've been said that before, no one really took the time to tied me up for it.

The man just laughed.

- guess I'm the first one to do something about it, huh? Let me introduce myself then. My name's John.

- ooh, right, John!

- you have no idea who I am, do you?

- not at all, no. It's hard to remember when your thoughts are tied up.

- and that's how they'll stay

- just saying, you know, this could be really easier if you just untied me and we talked like normal people.

- you know what, Peralta, imma quit playing, you're people is investigating my people, taking really good workers away from me, and for what? For them to rot away between 4 walls.

- well, I mean, it's kinda my job - Jake laughed nervously. Being a police officer meant having a lot of people against you, and just being there, practically at they're feet, was terrifying.

But what was about to come was worse.

A man entered the room, carrying y/n in his arms. She was deeply asleep, probably due to drugs.

Jake moved in the chair, trying to break from the ropes and put you safe.

But, obviously, he couldn't.

They put you over the metal table, tying your hands to some metal bars next to your hips.

The table was cold, Jake's gaze switched from your body placed over the table and the faces of the man tying you up.

You were wearing a white tank top, shorts and socks, that's it.

The weather isn't good for this, she's gonna get cold. Jake's mind was filled with panic about everything that could make you feel bad.

What are they planning on doing? Are they going to hurt her? I can't let that happen, but, I can't just sell my work.

The man leaned against the table again, covering part of your body from Jake's sight, but he could still see your face, so he'll be able to notice if you wake up.

- don't hurt her - there was rush and panic in his voice.

- you don't tell me what to do, I give the instructions here, and they've been set, so talk - he got a knife out of his pocket- or you know what'll go down.

Jake twitched even harder in his seat. Hands gripping at the chair.

Another man grabbed Jake from his shoulder and tied him from the chest, to secure him even more to the chair.

- start talking, Peralta - he made the knife dance above your cheek - I don't really want to ruin this pretty face.

- what- stop- just- what... What do you want to know?

He looked defeated, sighing heavy with disappointment, but lifted his gaze, looking directly to the man's eyes.

I opened my eyes slowly, everything felt heavy, my arms were cold, my neck and head were sore. I tried moving but I just, couldn't, everything felt so heavy and difficult.

- I- I just don't like it, ok? When you play dumb.

He slapped me.

Well, that's a way to wake up. I looked around the room, processing what was happening. I looked at Jake, he looked worried, he was tied to a chair.

The man in front of me seemed to be huge from this perspective.

I blinked a couple of times, trying to understand everything.

- I'm not! Ok? I'm not- it was an honest question, please, don't hurt her

- hurt her? Now you're making demands and still - he got behind the table - not answering what I want.

He got his knife out of the pocket and cut acrossed my arm, not too deep but if felt like hell.

I could feel the drug effects going away.

I screamed in pain and shock.

He took the knife and walked in front of Jake, putting my blood on his face.

- my team found your star worker, Thomas Johnson, they brought him to the station to question him, while being there he said some compromising things, that gave us a warrant to search his house, and that's how we found most information about the drugs. Please, hurt me instead of her, she has nothing to do with this.

- you're a cop, she's a cop, I don't give a fuck, besides, what did I tell you about giving me orders?

Another guy near the table threw a bucket of cold water at me. I really didn't want to seem weak, but hell that shit was cold.

Jake threw his head back, another guy took his head.

- look at her, look what you're causing. Keep talking and she'll have it better.

- That's how we knew where to search, the people working for you and the places you owned. My team went to get them and they all had the same things at their house, so we knew it was teamwork, but none of them seemed to be- well, the head of the operation.

The man laughed.

- of course they didn't.

Jake kept trying to move his head but the guy behind him kept moving it so he would be looking at you the whole time.

Breathing heavy, trying to ignore the cold, even tho your body was shaking like crazy, you had to keep focused.

- keep talking, god dammit, Peralta!

He slapped me again, and then punched me twice.

- STOP! Ok!! After that give tried to give them deals to keep them talking, but no one wanted to talk, so we kept investigating at the sightings, with CIs and undercover agents.

- who are the undercover agents?

- we don't have any at the moment

He got on top of the table, grabbing my neck.

- give me the names, Peralta

- I swear, the mission was cleared while we found another perspective to investigate! I swear! Please, your hurting her.

My head was dizzy with adrenaline, fear, anxiety and all sort of bad things.

The man was huge, he had his hands around my neck and he for sure was strong.

My hands kept trying to break free from the table, gasping for air, tears scaping from my eyes while I watched his face filled with anger.

- I don't believe you, Peralta, that's not good for your girl here.

- please, ok! Fine! Greenhood, Edward Greenhood, I think he goes by the name of trevor or something like that, I'm not sure, he's not exactly from my team.

He let go of my throat and I immediately gasped for air, letting it fill my lungs, it hurted so much, everything hurted.

I turned to look at Jake and he just mouthed "I'm so sorry"

The man went to the back to talk with his guys.

Jake whispered really low.

- I'm sorry, y/n, we'll be fine, I promise

I turned to look at him tiredly. Ain't hard to say that I felt drained, like shit, and like I just wanted to get this over with.

I looked at the ceiling, shivering, closed my eyes and tried to calm myself.

- you've been very helpful Jake.

He said untying me from the table.

- she's been very helpful too, gotta give her props for that.

He carried me in his arms, laying me right in front of Jake, at his feet.

Kneeling beside me, he caressed my hair, putting it behind my ear.

- now, the last thing I asked you - he lifted his eyes to look directly into Jake's, still touching my hair - I need the names of your team.

Jake swallowed hard.

The man came close to my ear, whispering.

- come on darling, tell him, ask him for help.

He sat me up, face to face with Jake. His hand strong at my neck.

- tell him how much you need him to say the names.

- Jake...

His lip quivering, his eyes watery, and his chest going up and down quickly.

- don't give him the names - I said looking directly into Jake's eyes.

He got upset, smashing me against the floor, running his hands through his hair from the anger.

I sat up, spitting blood on the floor.

He quickly grabbed me and threw me to the floor again, pulling my shorts off.

- no, please, no! - I tried pushing him.

- get off her!

- you'll talk - he said grabbing my cheeks - or I won't loose the opportunity with this pretty thing, and trust me, I'll enjoy it very much - he hooked on finger on my underwear, looking at Jake's reaction closely, licking his lips.

He undid his pants, touching under my blouse. Jake, turned his head to the side, preparing himself to talk, but the other guy quickly pushed his head to us.

- look what you're causing - he smiled viciously.

I don't remember anything after that.

- NYPD! ON THE FLOOR NOW! DROP YOUR WEAPONS, YOUR HANDS WHERE I CAN SEE THEM!

Jake sighed in relief. Turning to look at y/n with pain.

-

You woke up screaming.

- you're safe! It's okay, everything is fine! I'm Jake, I'm here!

He took my hand but I pushed it away.

- it's okay, everything's fine, you're not alone.

His voice was soft but a little loud, for me to hear over my panic attack.

He took my hand again, caressing it slowly while he made sure I was stabilizing.

I froze, my whole body, even my eyes stuck.

- you're safe here, y/n, it's me, Jake, I'm here with you. You're safe, the doctors say everything is fine, ok? Can you hear me?

I barely moved my head, signaling yes.

- that's good, that's very good, I'm glad your okay.

He kissedy head.

I turned to look at him.

- cause, if you disappear, who am I gonna bug?

I small smile appeared on my lips, I laid back down, still not fully comfortable, but already processing that I wasn't in danger anymore.

That's when everything that happened came to my mind.

I didn't- I mean, I knew it wasn't Jake's fault, but... I don't know, it was bothering me the fact that he was intact sitting next to me, trying to reassure me, after not speaking back there.

I mean, I know I told him not to say names, I don't know, everything feels wrong right now.

I move my hand away from his, rubbing my eyes, I don't even want to turn to look at him.

I stay there, frozen.

character masterlist

bullet train

liability (tangerine x reader, 18+) my boy (tangerine x ofc) dating tangerine headcanon

daisy jones & the six

stay with me (daisy jones x reader) good 4 u (graham dunne x original female character)

the history boys

asexual scripps your beautiful song what do i know? (scripps x posner) u.n.i (scripps x posner) go on mate (dakin x male reader)

twilight

not like us la tua cantante (marcus x original female character x spencer reid) you've got us (cullen!reader x avengers)

brooklyn nine nine

captain peralta & his lieutenant (jake peralta x reader, 18+) mary & amy's song (jake peralta x reader x amy santiago)

csi

the way out (don flack x original female character, unfinished series) what if i stay (nick stokes x reader)

doctor who

how would you feel (eleven x reader) i love you, yasmin khan (thirteen x yasmin khan) all i ask (eleven x reader) the doctor and the gentleman (eleven x ofc x benedict bridgerton)

full house

no boys allowed (jesse katsopolis x reader) jesse's girl (jesse katsopolis x reader x joey gladstone) #1 competition (jesse katsopolis x reader) sounds good to me (jesse katsopplis x reader) best of a bad situation for the better (jesse katsopolis x becky donaldson x female reader)

gilmore girls

comfortable (luke danes x lorelai gilmore) jess' dad (jess mariano x reader)

new girl

different for girls (nick miller x reader) last christmas (nick miller x reader) what a man gotta do (schmidt x cece parekh) dating nick miller would include

the office

late to the party (jim halpert x pam beesley) office pda (jim halpert x pam beesley x reader) speak now (jim halpert x pam beesley) dating jim halpert headcanon

saved by the bell

zack's worst scheme (zack morris x ofc x kelly kapowski) never happened (zack morris x reader)

friends

santa stole my girlfriend (chandler bing x ofc x joey tribbiani) dating chandler bing headcanon dating joey tribbiani headcanon dating ross geller headcanon

others

It was too quiet around for me to hear my own chuckle which made me realize how long has it been I laughed for real. It feels stupid to like your own laugh but its really not when you realize how long it has been and how you dont seem to have any reason in life to smile or laugh anymore.

Loneliness is a bitch, huh?

If you love Brooklyn 99 but always wondered what some heavy angst and hurt/comfort could do to the characters, and have always wanted to traumatize Jake Peralta, have I got a fic for you!

So Soon Will Wake

By RiaRose

Summary:

The heat is overwhelming once back in the car, but Kevin bears it only for the shivering form in the backseat. He keeps an eye on him, glancing into the rearview as often as he can while maintaining safety as he drives, but Peralta never notices. Raymond's coat is almost comically large on him—the sleeves hanging over his palms and the shoulders too wide for the young man's smaller frame. It would be reminiscent of a little boy playing dress up in his dad's clothing if it weren't for the fact that Peralta is not only an adult, but one that they had found near frozen on a bench in the middle of the night. His head is down, wet hair dripping rivulets onto his face, and his arms are wrapped tightly around his body like a lonely hug.

It's such a pitiful sight that Kevin feels something inside of him crack. Raymond's hand, still a little cold from being outside, slips into his and squeezes.

“You know,” Peralta's voice cuts through the silence of the car, “my dad showed up again.”

Or

Jake's dad returns and causes an upheaval in his life that no one is sure he can come back from.

Chapter one:

Kevin’s mind is a thesaurus as he navigates through the Saturday night traffic back to Williamsburg. It's freezing outside, but there are so many better words for it. Bitter. Glacial. Numbing. Frigid. He turns the words over in his head, allowing years of literature to tumble through like sand along the rocky edges of the North Shore. Winter has come to New York not on little cat feet like the fog in one of his favorite poems, but rather like an avalanche you could see coming but still couldn't prepare for.

Rating: E; relationship: Rosa Diaz/Gina Linetti (Dianetti); genre: F/F smut. No archive warnings apply. Further detail & preview under the cut.

Summary: Gina teaches Rosa to accept praise.

“I can take a compliment,” Rosa insisted stubbornly. “Then take it,” Gina said simply. “Let me tell you how hot you are and don’t say anything back. Here—” She had a sudden inspiration. “This could help,” she said, grabbing the hem of her top and pulling it up over her head in one smooth motion, then deftly twisting it into a thick rope. “What do you say? Or do you want to say anything?”

The written stuff:

Hand Over The Relationship, Offish Decepticon! : Soundwave survives the fight with Tarn.

Standing Among The Blue: rewrite of a scene from s2 ep13 in which Optimus meets Solus Prime.

Brave Educational Experience: or when the Terrans shatter Bumblebee's worldview through a single question.

And The Sun Snuffed Itself Out So Icarus Could Keep Flying: in which I hate when a character with wings lose them.

Triangle Is The Strongest Shape: Monastario/Zorro/Lolita trouple. I know, I've got you, you'll have at least one fic with the three of them (it's silly tho). I honestly don't know how Monastorio's name is canonically spelled.

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