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Kinda lukewarm take:

I don't think season 8 of Brooklyn 99 was actually that bad.

It was definitely rushed, cos there's only so much you can put in ten 20 min episodes. And yeah the social commentary side of it was a little too spoonfed at times (the first episode especially) but that wasn't new. And they kinda had an impossible task to do.

That being said the Boyle episode was soooo weird.

But in the end they still managed to pretty neatly, wrap up storylines without sacrificing too much of the character arcs, which is impressive without any other considerations honestly.

At the end of the day it is still copaganda, it's impossible for it not to be. There are still parts that just are problematic. I'm not putting more caveats because I want to believe that people can still understand nuance exists

Anyway...

#Unlike what I've seen people say they didn't become woke ONLY in s8 #brooklyn 99 #I love Amy achieving her dream #I love that Jake got to be the exact opposite of his father #I love that Holt continued on his mission to change things from the inside #Why is this my longest tumblr post #b99 season 8 #amy santiago #jake peralta #raymond holt #charles boyle #rosa diaz #terry jeffords

all for some sun

pairing: rosa diaz x reader summary: a little tanning session on your balcony after work never hurt anyone. apart from rosa, apparently. cw: rosa undresses reader, descriptions of sex but no straight up smut, reader is a tease wc: 1.1k+

When you had replied to Rosa’s message thirty minutes ago, you had so clearly told her that you were home and “not planning on going anywhere” for the rest of the day, so she’s a little confused when she stands in your living room after having searched the entire apartment for you. She holds a small bag of baked goods in her hand, but she quickly discards it onto the coffee table to reach for her phone, quickly sending you a concerned message.

Rosa looks up at the sound of a door opening, and she somehow both stiffens up and loosens her posture in relief at the sight of you as you slide your balcony door open. “Hey baby.” You chirp, walking towards Rosa in all your shiny glory. You’re in nothing but a revealing bikini and you’re pulling off your earphones, which Rosa immediately deducts to be the reason you hadn’t noticed she was home.

“Hey gorgeous.” Rosa murmurs, walking towards you. You’re already making your way towards her with open arms, and Rosa doesn’t consider for a moment that she’s about to get whatever sweat or oil that’s lathered onto your body all over her. Though Rosa tries getting a good view of your little outfit, you’re already wrapping your arms over her shoulders and pressing a kiss to the corner of her lips. Rosa wraps an arm around your waist to trap you against her as she asks “What’s all this?”

“Weather’s so nice today, I had to get some sun.” Rosa glimpses to the balcony, but she’s not really allowed a view of it from the way it loops behind the door. She swallows thickly — could anyone walking down the street see you perched on your lounge chair in your most revealing swim suit, Rosa wonders? A pair that really, she should be the only one to see on you. “Do you wanna join me?” You ask, and Rosa immediately shakes her head, pulling away from you slightly so she can take her jacket off. The instant her arms are exposed, you’re bringing your hands up to rest on them, and Rosa tosses her jacket away as she walks back towards the couch, guiding you to straddle her thighs immediately.

You let her stare inappropriately, eyes wandering from your chest, down your stomach and to your thighs. With you sat like this, the bikini bottom struggles to keep you covered, but you don’t need to be in any compromising position for the top to be deemed as indecent. She scoffs lightly, bringing her eyes back to yours as she asks “This is how you’re sat outside?”

Unsure what response she’s looking for and unable to read her tone very well, you stay silent, licking your lips nervously. Rosa shakes her head, but you spot the hint of a smile on her face at your wordlessness as she roams her hands over your body, finally settling on your thighs. Her hands aren’t still for very long though, because the second you lean forward to steal a kiss from her, they’re moving across your skin again.

Rosa hums against your lips, a hand happily trailing up your back and to the nape of your neck to gently tug at the bow that holds your bikini top together. The instant the strings come apart, the piece of fabric falls down your chest to hang around your torso, leaving your chest bare in front of your girlfriend. She’s quick to bring her hand down your front next, sliding down between your legs to tease you slightly, but you’ve gripped her wrist tightly, stopping her movements almost immediately. Your girlfriend wiggles her wrist in your hold, smiling into the kiss when you let go, and she moves it to your side, just beneath your hipbone, where the bowtie lies.

You yank your lips away from Rosa’s to watch with an unimpressed expression as she undoes the knots on your sides one by one, then swats the undone fabric of your bikini to expose every part of your body. “Want to go out and continue that tan now?” She teases, and you furrow your eyebrows, huffing unhappily at her. Rosa tilts her head, running her fingers lightly up your clammy sides, and she briefly wonders how long you sat in the sun for you to sweat like this in ‘such beautiful weather’.

“What is this, oil or sweat?” She asks, leaning forward to press a kiss along the line of your collarbone. “Both.” You mumble, gasping quietly when Rosa drags you higher up her lap, landing you with your chest pressed up against hers, your bikini tangled somewhere beneath you. “And were you planning on showering, or-?” Rosa trails off, expression blank other than the way her eyebrows are slightly raised, lips pouted in wonderment. You nod, leaning forward to kiss her jaw once, then twice when you hear her breath hitch. “Yeah, but I didn’t expect you to be home so soon.”

“Hey, I missed my girlfriend, what can I say?” You gently push at Rosa’s shoulders as you stand up, glancing down at your discarded bikini. Your girlfriend doesn’t waste any time before following you, shrugging stiffly as she nonchalantly questions “Does this mean I can join you, then?” You hum for a long moment, and Rosa immediately grows sheepish, making her way towards the windows that litter the apartment whilst she waits for your response. She tugs all the curtains shut, making sure none of your neighbours will get to enjoy the view of her naked girlfriend, and she glances out the balcony whilst she does, swallowing thickly when she sees that you’ve placed towels along the railing of the balcony to censor everyone from below’s view of you while you tanned.

“You can join me on one condition.” You finally say, and Rosa’s eyes widen at the fact that you might actually deny her entry to your shower. “Next time I go for a tan outside, you join me.” For a moment, Rosa wonders how desperate she really is for your company for the next twenty minutes, but she nods nonetheless. And even though she has the time of her life making you cum three times in the shower, she almost regrets it when she’s wedged with you on a single lounge chair in the sun just so you can get your vitamin d with a side of her company. And no matter how hard she tries not to, Rosa ends up with you on her lap and your tongue in her mouth, your fingers in her bikini bottoms and hers in yours.

All for some sun.

The uncomfortable stickiness of both your bodies against each other is almost worth the orgasm and five others that follow when you go inside, with Rosa almost pleading to be bent over the cold kitchen counter before she remembers who she is and what she does. But it’s too late, because you’re already on your knees with your mouth on her and Rosa wouldn’t wish to be anywhere else, even if a genie granted her a free wish.