a Criminal!Jake x Detective!Reader SEXY crime thriller
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🔹 SYNOPSIS: You spent years chasing Specter, the most elusive criminal the force has ever encountered. But every near miss, every failed case, every lead that went cold—it was never just bad luck. It was orchestrated. Because the real traitor wasn’t the man you were hunting. It was the one standing right beside you.
🔹 WC: ~14.7K (full-length fic, completed)
🔹 TAGS: crime thriller, enemies to reluctant allies to lovers, morally gray!Jake, found family, betrayal & redemption, slow burn to inferno, high stakes, forced proximity, heavy angst with a soft landing, house on the hill trope, HEA, High stakes
🔹 RELEASE DATE: WHNV YALL WANT AYYYYYY
🔹 WARNINGS: violence, corruption, deception, heavy themes of betrayal & loss, morally ambiguous decisions, explicit language, slow descent into trust issues hell, eventual comfort but only after suffering, guns, sexual content MDNI, f! receiving.
🔹 TAGLIST: OPEN!
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⏳ Somewhere in the city, a chase was already in motion. But here, it was just the two of you—waiting for who would make the first move.
The lounge was dimly lit, the golden glow from the overhead chandeliers casting deep shadows against the walls. The air was thick with the scent of whiskey and expensive perfume, a low hum of conversation filling the space as people slipped into quiet corners, murmuring over half-finished drinks.
But none of that mattered.
Because across the room, he was watching you.
Jake sat casually at the bar, one arm draped along the back of the leather stool, a glass of something dark and amber in front of him. He looked too at ease, the kind of effortless calm that came with knowing exactly how much control you had over a situation.
And right now?
He had all of it.
Your fingers curled around your own glass, untouched. You weren’t supposed to be here. This wasn’t part of the mission. You should have already been gone, moving onto the next lead, following the trail of evidence that was supposed to bring you closer to Specter.
But for some reason, you weren’t leaving.
For some reason, you were still here.
A slow smirk tugged at the corner of Jake’s lips, and before you could second-guess yourself, he lifted his glass in a silent toast.
Cocky bastard.
Your grip tightened slightly. You had been chasing him for so long that it was unnatural to see him like this. Not a shadow slipping through alleyways, not a whisper at the scene of a crime.
Here, he wasn’t a ghost.
Here, he was just a man.
And that was dangerous.
Jake tilted his head slightly, an unspoken challenge lingering in his gaze. You’re already here. You might as well come say hello.
Your body moved before your brain could catch up, legs carrying you across the lounge with a steady confidence that didn’t match the pulse pounding in your throat. Every step felt deliberate, like walking across a tightrope with no safety net beneath you.
By the time you reached him, Jake was already setting his drink down, his smirk widening just slightly.
"Didn’t think you’d actually come," he mused, his voice smooth, easy—too familiar, like you had known him for years instead of knowing him as the man you were supposed to arrest.
Your nails dug into the palm of your hand. "I thought I’d see what kind of lies you’d tell me to my face."
Jake chuckled, shaking his head slightly as he reached for his glass again. "Lies? No, sweetheart." He leaned in slightly, lowering his voice just enough that it sent something sharp down your spine. "I only ever tell you the truth."
Liar.
And yet—
You stayed.
The city outside pulsed with movement, a chase still happening somewhere beneath the skyline. But here, in the quiet hum of the lounge, in the space between words neither of you were saying—
Poem I wrote this morning, because I got kicked out of the shelter I was staying at. Girls have been picking on me- they took used oil and mixed it in with my food, told everyone I do witchcraft when I am very devout Christian, and other lies. Spiritual warfare at the finest, I set a boundary and the girl who this was all coming from got mad at me, the staff sided with her; they're afraid of me suing them... Apparently these were all "accusations" but everyone in the shelter was coming to me telling me about what she was doing. Its okay. I'm grateful to have God with me, and you guys. :) The staff had the audacity to call me privileged, I am a homeless woman, who is a survivor of abuse. A male staff member watched me get dressed too, which made me uncomfortable. They never called the cops, they were going to but I have proof of all these claims; they hung up the phone and kicked me out instead.
Corrupt politicians who been bought out by capitalists have always made democracy structurally impossible for their own benefit. Citizens United that legalized corruption made it worse.
What these people are saying is they don't care if thousands of hundreds of thousands people worldwide get affected by climate crisis. As long as i keep my money.
every single one of you that loves beyond evil and or the devil judge and or blind, needs to go watch vigilante right now! i just finished watching it ( its only 8 ep) and wow im so obsessed, this was so good i dont know what to say.
rly enjoyed that ending scene aswel, it said sm, it also reminded me of the ending to devil judge a bit
premice : guy is a cop during day and batman at night and he tries to tell the world about the wrong parts of the justice system
something I love about the SCP foundation is how it's realistically corrupt. It traumatizes it's creatures through unethical tests (054, the water nymph, is the first that comes to mind. Poor girl :( ) with little to no care for their trama. It collects prisoners to use in unethical testing where they'll all die, with the justification of "Well if they're in these prisons, they're bad people, so it's probably fine," which just straight up ignores criminal injustice lol. They're a GOVERMNET organization. They kidnap people to literally remove any of their memories relating to an SCP, including their family if the SCP killed them. They justify all of this via "were keeping the world safe from these freaks!!". There's good people in their who just work for a bad system but they perpetuate it. It's evil, by all means. It's kinda just special creature cops.
All of this to say, if people in the SCP universe knew about the foundation, they'd be a bunch of people saying ASAB
