I will never get over the fact that my fic has references and can be memed. Like just scrolling my feed and find references to MY FIC! Like people talking about it at all IS INSANE and I love it is so much! But the fact that it can be meme'd and people understand them (and they're not even for my benefit, I just stumble across them) blows my tiny little mind!
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Em!! I just read you can hear it in the silence and oh my God it's probably one of my favourite fics of all time!! Which it's not surprising considering that I truly love you writing but it's so good!! I don't speak English so this may sound weird but the way they test each other in each repeat like little by little getting closer... Part of me was like give me a thousand repeats of that lol /1
and the actual heartbreak I experienced when Amy balks after their date I truly felt it so hard and then they falling in love and how Jake is always waiting for her... I love that in every universe (and fic) he has always carried a torch for her but never pushes her. And him being so surprised and nervous when she actually asks him out. I don't know I'll send you this and I'll keep remembering things I loved about it /2
I don't know I'll send you this and I'll keep remembering things I loved about it. You covered so well already but if you ever revisit that fic again it would be great to read Jake's POV since the night everything started, personally I'm a sucker for the pining and Jake's mind and I obviously believe you get his voice right. I'm way past the word limit and probably past normal asks etiquette or something lol so again I'll just say I truly loved the fic. Will be rereading later 💛. /3
FHALDSFKAHSDFLKJ okay i am SEVERAL days late responding to this but these made me SO HAPPY i can’t begin to tell u,,,,HFALDKSFASDFL THANK U!!!!
also!!!! u KNOW i gotta shout out @capnperaltiago for coming up with the original idea that sparked that fic!!!!!!! mel’s basically a goddess walking among us can u believe
so i have thought about going back and doing jake’s pov sort of like what i did with on my heart like a tattoo, but i’ve realized that in you can hear it in the silence, jake’s pov is mostly him very patiently waiting for amy to get out of her head and figure things out lmao. so it’s like him buying coffee every morning and mostly goofing around on his computer while being acutely aware every time amy tries to furtively watch him across their desks
BUT
i did have his pov of that date scene kind of planned out in my head and i may or may not have written it below the cut bc ur such an angel,,,,,,,,,,,
It’s the fact that she’s pressed up on the balls of her feet, her arm slung so firmly round the back of his neck he’s almost positive he’ll have a crick in his neck tomorrow (if he ever makes it to tomorrow), and the muffled noises buzzing against his lips that all lend themselves to his staunch belief that he is, in fact, dead and gone to heaven. There’s no other explanation, he thinks, for the searing heat of her throat beneath the razor’s edge of his teeth or the electricity crackling from the tips of her fingers as she rakes them through his hair; no other explanation for the way her spine arches eagerly as his palms slowly, experimentally drag their way up the natural curve of her waist. He has died and gone to heaven, officially, because he’s clumsily kicking his front door closed so that he can make out with Amy Santiago away from the prying eyes of his nosy neighbors.
Jake’s halfway through the mental image of dotty Mrs. Carmichael’s scandalized expression if she were to walk past them when Amy’s body suddenly stiffens - it’s the only warning he has before she hisses “shit” in his ear and recoils her head so quickly it bounces off the wall behind her.
(When he managed to back her into said wall is a mystery all its own.)
“Oh, god, Amy -” the alcohol still flowing pleasantly through his system makes him feel slow, sluggish; he reaches up to touch the place her head hit the wall, steadying himself with a grip on her bicep. “What’s wrong? What happened?”
She’s looking up at him with an unfamiliar expression, something that makes the pit of his stomach stir and churn in a wholly unpleasant way, kiss-swollen lips parted and chest heaving in a way that makes him think she might be struggling to breathe properly. “I’m - I can’t -” she gasps.
Like a bucket of ice water over his head, dread bursts through his system all at once. It hadn’t occurred to him, in the haze of kamikaze and longing in the back of that cab, that she wouldn’t want him. It hadn’t occurred to him to ask.
He tears himself away from her at once, stumbling backwards until his body collides with the wall opposite her. "Oh, my god, Amy,” he chokes, doing his best to wipe the feeling of her body beneath his hands by rooting his fists in his hair and tugging none too gently. “I’m - I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry, I just - you’re, you’re so pretty and - I’m a little d-drunk, I didn’t mean to - god -”
She’s shaking her head violently before he’s finished speaking, eyes shining with unshed tears, and he’s never wanted to be swallowed whole by the ground more than in this moment. “No, no, no, that’s not what I - you didn’t do anything wrong, Jake, you didn’t do anything wrong at all!”
The words sink in slowly; tentatively, he lets his hands fall back to his sides. “Okay,” he says slowly, “so...so what just happened? ‘Cause I thought - I mean, it seemed like it - things were going...like, really well -”
She presses her hands over her cheeks, now flaming red, and the tears seem to be defying gravity where they’re clinging to her lower lashes. “It was,” she mumbles - her voice high and warbling, the way he’s only heard once before, seconds before a break down, and he cannot possibly fathom why because he’s her soulmate and they should be celebrating - “I’m sorry, I’m - I need to go - “
Those words - we’re soulmates! - stick in his throat as she tears out of his apartment, escaping in nothing more than a strangled half-shout as she disappears around the corner. He’s halfway through the motions of chasing her to the elevator when he stops himself.
You’ve gotta let her come to you, Charles’ voice echoes in his head. She has to work this out on her own.
Well, I royally screwed that up, he thinks back miserably.
hello i know you're very busy but if you're ever looking for a new long fic to write, i feel like only you could do the "reliving the same day over and over again only for it to stop repeating when the 2 people reliving it fall in love" trope justice (if that hasn't been written yet) :)))
MEL this is the best prompt ever and i’d like to once again SHOWER you with a billion thank-yous because i haven’t felt this inspired in MONTHS
it got REAL long so i posted it to ao3 right here :) BIG shout-out to @startofamoment for reading through it and being generally amazing and also!! to u!!! for doing the same!!!
This is super greedy I’m sorry but I absolutely ADORED ur new soulmates au and I HAVE TO KNOW............ WHAT WAS DAVID’S REACTION/THE SANTIAGO FAM WHEN THEY FOUND OUT AMY BEAT HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!
IT’S NOT GREEDY AT ALL I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!
so amy texts the sibling group chat while jake is still on the phone with charles, and she’s distracted by charles’ audible screaming and the dozens of texts that start rolling in immediately
pretty much all the siblings are super happy for her and they all start asking about her whole process and everything that transpired in all the repeats but notably missing from the celebration is david
david finally chimes in like an hour or two after amy gets to work - he hits the groupchat with a wow! and then five minutes later texts amy separately and says only 45 days, huh? that’s really fast. good for you!
and amy’s like well yeah, we’ve been close friends for a really long time and once we sorted things out the pieces fell into place quickly.
basically he kind of insinuates that he thinks amy is lying about how many repeats it actually took, and amy’s on the verge of completely losing it on him when jake finds her out on the balcony and kind of talks her off the edge by reminding her that whether david believes her or not is irrelevant - they know it’s true and besides, the science behind proving repeats is really promising and one day in the near future they’ll be able to take a test (a la a DNA test or something like that lmfao) and will be able to shove physical proof under his nose that it really only was 45 repeats
AND WHEN THAT FINALLY DOES HAPPEN LIKE 2-3 YEARS LATER amber (david’s soulmate) who was UNAWARE of the competition between amy and david, lets it slip that she and david took 337 repeats to get things right, and amy has the biggest *holt voice* VINDICATIONNNNN moment of her LIFE
You don’t have to write a whole fic for it if you don’t want to but I’m curious... what is everyone’s reactions to them just showing up March 29th suddenly together and in love out of nowhere when the day before everything was normal? THANKS I LOVE U
oh my GOD i love this ask SO MUCH
okay so like obviously jake calls charles pretty much first thing to head off a massive overreaction (or so he thinks) so charles spends a good 5-10 minutes just. shrieking into the phone. like no words are spoken it’s just unintelligible horror movie screaming and squealing (and sobbing at one point)
so once they actually get to work (after MUCH hemming and hawing from jake, who spends the vast majority of the morning trying to convince amy that they should just skip work and spend the day together again LMAO) the next person to see them is rosa, who eyes their clasped hands, smirks, and says “so you finally grabbed each other’s asses?” they both go red in the face, but as soon as jake has his back turned, amy nods and smirks as well
they get up to the bullpen and charles already has a huge banner hung up and he has confetti cannons that go off as soon as the elevator doors open and like celebrate by cool and the gang is blasting and the whole squad is cheering and charles is like jumping and dancing and singing
terry mostly just wants to know if either of them talked to him during their repeats (and is consequently Offended While Pretending Not To Be when he finds out neither of them did) but he’s also very very happy for them because he won the secret precinct betting pool
gina doesn’t notice anything is off or different until the end of the day, when she sees charles’ post on instagram - one of twelve - she’d assumed the celebration in the morning was because jake was wearing a new flannel or hoodie or something like that
holt congratulates both of them and shakes their hands, which jake thinks is a little underwhelming - up until he walks in on holt on the phone with kevin in the evidence lock-up, quietly reminiscing about their own repeats. it’s the softest he’s ever heard holt’s voice and when holt turns and realizes he’s been caught, neither one of them speak - it’s just like a nod in understanding, an exchange of small smiles. and when jake then rushes to tell amy about it, amy gets so excited she practically chokes
and yeah!! after that things pretty much go back to normal with the exception of charles, who wants to spend the next 45 days recreating every single one of their repeats
ANYWAYS THAT’S IT THAT’S EVERYTHING I LOVE THIS AU AND I LOVE @capnperaltiago FOR HITTING ME WITH THE WORLD’S MOST AMAZING PROMPT AND!!!!!! I LOVE YOU FOR ASKING THIS QUESTION THANK U!!!!!!!! SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!