BECAUSE I LOVE YOU! - Grell X Reader

Thomas Oneshot - (Y/n)'s Candy Store

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: Songfic/Fluff

Song Used: Candy Store - Heathers

Timing: Modern AU

Reader's Relations: Washington’s Daughter

Warnings: Swearing, implied Lams (John being a gay mf)

Other notes: Reader is seen as the ‘mythic bitch’ of the school. Being able to do whatever she wants because Washington is the headmaster (hehe)

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“-and then I punched him in the face. Again. Like when is  he going to fucking learn that I don’t like him romantically?” I finished, banging my head on the table, the rest of the Hamilsquad sitting around me in the lunch hall, John on my left, Laf on his other side, Alex opposite me and Herc sitting opposite John.

“I wish I was you, (Y/n). I would-”

“We all know, you’d ‘kill to have a guy look at you the way Jefferson looks at me’. You keep saying it, John,” I interrupted him, patting his shoulder, “Don’t worry, if your crush doesn’t man up and tell you he likes you back, I’ll make him,” I continued, sending Alex the side eye of ‘I fucking know you’re bisexual you little fucker. Tell him’.

“(Y/n)... don’t look now, but I think we might have a problem… In the form of a magenta and macaroni-loving piece of shit.”

I rolled my eyes and lifted my right hand up to my face, hoping Jefferson wouldn’t be able to tell it was me if he couldn’t see my face. Unfortunately, it didn’t work.

“Well, hello there, Darlin’.”

“Fuck off, Jefferson. I’m not interested.”

“How did you know I was gon’ ask you out, Darlin’?”

I rolled my eyes, exasperated, before standing up, muttering a ‘watch this’ to my friends, “Are we gonna have a problem? Have you got a bone to pick? You’ve come so far in my books, why now are you pulling on my dick?” I asked, grabbing the cane he always carried around, using the head of it to bring his face closer to mine before pushign him away from me, “I’d normally slap your face off, then everyone here could watch,” I continued, using my hands to indicate the entire lunch hall where the majority of the school was seated, finishing off their lunch, most of the tables being cleared, “But I’m feeling nice, here’s some advice. Listen up, biatch!” I exclaimed sitting on the table my friends were seated at, “I like! Lookin’ hot buying stuff they cannot. I like! Drinkin’ hard, maxin’ Dad’s credit card. I like! Skippin’ gym, scaring her,” I sang out, pointing over to one of the random girls in our year, “Screwing him,” I continued, sending Laf a wink, considering our past hook-up history, it was fun, “I like! Killer clothes, kickin’ nerds in the nose!” I continued, hopping off the table and pretending to kick Jefferson in the nose.

“If you lack the balls, you can go play dolls, let your mommy fix you a snack! Or you could come smoke, pound some rum and coke in my Porsche with the quarterback! Woah! Woah! Woah!

Honey, whatchu waitin’ for? Welcome to my candy store. Time for you to prove you’re not a loser anymore, then step into my candy store. Girls fall at your feet, pay the check, help you cheat. All you have to do is say goodbye to Shamu. That freak’s not your friend, I can tell, in the end, if he had your shot he would leave you to rot! ‘Course if you don’t care, fine! Go braid his hair, maybe Sesame Street is on, woah! Or forget that creep and get in my Jeep. Let’s go tear up someone’s lawn. Woah! Woah! Woah! Honey, whatchu waitin’ for? Welcome to my candy store you just gotta prove you’re not a pussy anymore then step into my candy store. You can join the team,” I continued motioning to my friends, leaning on the cane I’d taken from Jefferson a few minutes prior, proving I was not planning to return it once I’d finished my fun by messing with him, “Or you can bitch and moan. You can live the dream or you can die alone. You can fly with eagles or if you prefer; Keep on testing me, and end up like her!”

At this moment, James came running up to Jefferson, seemingly out of breath, “Thomas, look! Dolley invited me to her party! This proves she’s been thinking about me!” (I hate being mean to Jemmy, but I couldn’t think of anyone else to use)

“Color me stoked!” I heard Jefferson mutter, proving he was still trying to get on my good side, knowing I’d been the one to send James the small note, me being able to imitate anyone’s handwriting.

“Woah! Honey, whatchu waiting for? Step into my candy store! Time for you to prove you're not a lame ass anymore! Oooh woah! Woah oh oh! Then step into my candy store!” I finished, posing whilst holding the cane in both hands (think the end of ‘What’d I Miss?’) before sitting down and finishing off my lunch.

“Okay, fine. Point proven. I’ll leave you alone.”

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I had been sitting on one of the benches outside, taking in the summer air, when I heard muttering from behind me, “No, you tell her!”

“She’ll be more annoyed if it’s me!”

“She likes you best, John, you tell her!”

“What?! Are you trying to get me killed?”

At this point I got annoyed with the four of them ruining my peaceful break from the school day and stood up, walking over to them, “What are you boys muttering about?”

“John’s got something to tell you, (Y/n)! We’ll leave you in peace!” Alex shouted, pushing John forward before grabbing Laf and Herc by the wrists and dragging them off, leaving me and John alone.

“Listen, (Y/n). Please don’t kill me for this but… the thing is… w-we don’t want to be your friends anymore!” he sputtered, probably trying to get it over with as soon as possible. That was a dagger to my heart. I knew I was a bitch sometimes, but I didn’t realise it was to the point where it made the Hamilsquad scared of me. I nodded, trying to hold back the tears, “Okay, I understand.” I saw John breathe a sigh of relief as he ran off in the direction Alex had dragged the other two off in. I just returned to the bench I was sitting on and sobbed. Not caring any more.

“(Y/n)?”

“Fuck off, Jefferson. I’m not in the mood for you to ask me on another date right n-wait did you just call me by my first name?”

“Yeah. I’m sorry for always pestering you about a date, but that’s not the important thing right now. What is, is you tellin’ me why you’re upset. I've never seen you cry in all the years I’ve known you.”

“Because I didn’t have a reason. I should have known. I should have known those little pieces of shit were only being my friends because they knew it meant they could get away with any prank they wanted to.”

“What?”

“Laurens just came over and told me they didn’t want to be friends anymore. No one likes me for me, they just like me cause of my dad, speaking of, I need to talk to him, if you’ll excuse me,” I spoke, standing up and starting to walk off, before I was grabbed by the wrist, “(Y/n), wait. Please don’t say that. I know one person who likes you for you.”

“Oh yeah? Who’s that?”

“Me.”

I just looked at him in shock, yes he’d been constantly asking me out, but I thought it was just because he was trying to get in my dad’s good books or something, “Y-you’re serious?” He nodded and brought a hand up to my face, wiping the tears from my cheeks, “Honestly. I swear on my life, I like you for you, not the persona you put up in school.” I smiled and placed a hand on his cheek, my eyes flicking between his eyes and lips, but before I had the chance to ask, I was beaten to it, “(Y/n), if you want to kiss me, you don’t need to ask.” That was all I needed, and I wrapped my arms around his neck letting the cane I’d stolen from him drop to the ground, as I felt his arms wrap around my waist.

“Wow… That was… Thomas, can I tell you a secret?”

“Hm, of course, (Y/n).”

“That was my first kiss.”

“H-how?! How can you never have been kissed before? You’re gorgeous,” Thomas asked, a shocked look on his face. I just sighed, “No one’s ever wanted to kiss me before, well not strictly true, I’ve never let anyone kiss me. Yes, I’ve had a boyfriend in the past, but I didn’t trust that he wasn’t using me for my father, so I never let him kiss me, and then he broke up with me…”

“I promise I will never do that to you, (Y/n). Ever.”

MEANWHILE

“What?! She’s giving him a chance?! I cannot believe this. I thought he’d never want to talk to her again if we broke her walls down!”

“That was your plan, mon ami? You broke her apart by making John tell her that we didn’t want to be her friends anymore, just on the off chance that Jefferson would see she’s ‘not as strong as he thinks’ and leave her alone?”

“Laf, this is not the time. Go and talk to her. You were her second favourite after John, who she’s never going to want to speak to again.”

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I smiled sitting next to Thomas at lunch the next day, James and Aaron sitting opposite us, the former having forgiven me for my comments towards him.

“So remind us again how this happened,” Aaron asked, motioning towards mine and Thomas’ intertwined hands.

“Because Hamilton and Laurens and MASSIVE DICKHEADS!” I shouted the last two words, turning around and facing the two boys I used to call friends.

“We said we’re sorry, (Y/n)!”

“Sorry doesn’t make everything better!” I retorted, sending them both the middle finger.

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“Thomas, stop, we’ll get caught!” I whined out as he pinned me against my locker kissing my neck.

“But I’ve missed you.”

“We’ve been away from each other for one lesson!” I retorted, giving him a quick peck on the lips, “I’ve got to get to History or else my dad will have my head.”

“Since when did you care about what your dad said, (Y/n)?”

“Shut up and kiss me,” I muttered, kissing him again, “Now, let me go and I’ll think about letting you properly meet my parents.”

“Okay, Darlin’,” he replied, standing up and letting me go with a final peck on the lips.

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I had no idea where this was going all I had when I started writing this was the ‘Candy Store’ idea, and then it spiralled into the reader not being as tough as she puts on.

Marshall Oneshot - Battle of the Klutzes

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: Fluff

Reader's Relations: None

Reader's Age: Not Applicable

Warnings: None

Other notes: For the purpose of this oneshot, you're also a dalmatian. This will also probably include my oc Maddie too.... Hehe

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I let out a yawn lying on the sand of the beach in Adventure Bay, as I closed my eyes to go to sleep. However, the peace was short lived.

"Woah! I got it! I got it! I don't got it!"

And.. I was knocked over, another dalmatian on top of me. Said pup looked down, "I'm sorry! I guess I'm just a bit clumsy."

I giggled, "It's fine, I'm clumsy too sometimes so don't worry about it," I responded, "But would you mind getting off of me?" He blinked, "Oh yeah, sorry about that, again," before getting off of me. I stood up and shook myself of the sand that had got all over my body and turned around, grabbing the flying disc in my mouth, turning around. I placed it back down on the ground, and used my paw to keep it up, "Here, looking for this?"

"Oh yeah, thanks. I'm Marshall by the way."

I smiled, "I'm.. Actually, my name doesn't really matter. Nice to meet you, now if you'll excuse me, I believe I hear my name being called..." I chuckled awkwardly and turned around running off.

MARSHALL'S POV

"Marshall? Did you find the frisbee?"

I shook my head to snap out of my daze and turned round to face Skye, "Yeah I got it..." She smiled and the two of us walked back to the group, continuing the game. However, throughout the rest of the time that we were there, I couldn't get my mind off that other dalmatian that I saw. She was beautiful and-

"Marshall! Look out!"

*Smack*

And I fell over on my back, the frisbee in my face. It was soon taken away and I saw the rest of the pups as well as Ryder standing over me, Maddie with the frisbee in her mouth.

"You okay, Marshall? You took quite the hit there."

"Yeah, I'm fine. I guess I just got distracted..." I responded, standing up.

"Ooh.. Distracted by what?" Maddie asked, the frisbee now lying in the sand.

"Oh I know! It was that other dalmatian pup you saw earlier wasn't it?! Marshall's in love!" Skye shouted out, doing a little flip afterwards. My eyes widened and I started walking backwards to avoid the situation, but ultimately, I tripped over my own feet again, and I ended up with my face in the sand, "It's not like that! I don't even know her name!"

"Marshall, my dear friend," Maddie started, helping me back up, "You don't need to know someone's name to fall in love with them. Ever heard of 'Love At First Sight'?"

"Maddie, there's no such thing as 'Love At First Sight'."

"Oh quiet, a pup can dream can't she? So why don't you know her name, Marshall?"

"Well, for a starter, she just gave me the frisbee back then dashed off, saying that she heard her name being called, even though I'd heard nothing."

"Hmm, she could be a stray. Maybe having been abandoned or something? She just might not have told you her name because she didn't have one? Marshall did you happen to tell her your name?"

I turned to Ryder and nodded, "Yeah I did, when I said thanks for giving the frisbee back, but her response was a bit odd. She started off like she was going to tell me her name then just said 'Actually, my name doesn't really matter.' So you might be right."

It was then that Ryder's pup-pad started ringing and he picked up, "Oh hello, Katie. Need something?"

"Ryder! Mayor Humdinger has got a dalmatian in a net and he's flying through the air on his kitty carrier!"

"Don't worry Katie, no mayor is too high, no pup is too small! Paw Patrol to the lookout!"

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"Paw Patrol ready for action, Ryder, sir!"

"thanks for hurrying pups, Mayor Humdinger has got a dalmatian trapped in a net and he's flying on his kitty carrier, with the net hanging underneath. So for this mission, I'll need Rocky. I'll need you to cut the rope that's holding the net to the Kitty Carrier."

"Um.. Ryder, how am I going to get up there?"

"That's where I'll need, Skye! I need you to use your harness to lift Rocky up to the Kitty Carrier so he can cut the rope."

"This pup's gotta fly!"

"Green means go!"

"But Ryder, won't that just make the pup fall?"

"That's why Chase... I need you to have your net ready to catch the pup when Rocky's cut the rope."

"Chase is on the case!"

"Paw Patrol is on a roll!"

---------------------YOUR POV

"Let me go!" I growled, trying to scratch the rope to escape.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you... You're going to fall if you get out. Kitties, distract our visitor."

At that point I just gave up. That was until I heard the sound of a helicopter, with a small pup driving it.

"*Bark*! Screwdriver!" A screwdriver came out of the little pack on the pup's pack and was used to cut the rope.

"Wait, what are you doing?! I'm going to fall!" I squeaked out in surprise when I realised that.

"It won't hurt or anything, if you look down, Chase is ready with his net to catch you once I've cut the rope."

"Okay... I'll trust you."

"Good, cause you really don't have much of a choice right now... unless you want to go to Foggy Bottom with Mayor Humdinger."

"Hmph... it doesn't really matter. Not like I have anywhere else to go."

"Well... get ready to fall... cause, cut!"

And I started falling. When I got closer to the ground, I saw a net appear under me and I hit it, but still bounced into the air again, away from where the net was. I closed my eyes, knowing I was going to hit the ground, but didn't, instead feeling something warm, and a voice, "It's okay, you can open your eyes, little one." I opened my eyes slowly and noticed I was in the arms of a young boy with brown hair.

"Thank you."

"No problem! Whenever you're in trouble just yelp for help!"

I smiled and jumped out of his arms, running around on the ground thankful to be out of that net.

"We better take you back to the lookout to get Maddie to give you a check-up."

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"And, you're all good, nothing wrong."

I smiled, "Thank you, I should probably get going now though... Don't want my owner to wo-"

"You're not going anywhere, young lady. Ryder told me not to let you out of my sights."

I sighed, "Fine," and lay back down on the ground, "Then want to tell me who everyone is? So I can at least know names."

"Sure, I'm Maddie then..." she continued to to tell me everyone's names and we continued to talk for a while.

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"And Skye wins! The next pair is (Y/n) and Marshall," Mayor Goodway spoke. The whole town was in front of Town Hall, for a Pup Pup Boogie tournament, for some reason...

My head shot up, "W-what?! No! I am not doing this! I forfeit!"

"Aww, come on (Y/n)! It's fun, plus, if you don't join in, who's Marshall going to go against? There's ten (This is cause Everest and Tracker are there too) of us, so if you back out, we've only got nine... come on!" Skye responded, coming up to me, "Come on! Pup Pup Boogie is the best!"

I growled and turned around, "And I'm not taking part in this tournament. I already said that! I'd much rather watch."

"But why?"

"Because I know I'll just mess up, in front of the whole town and then I'll get laughed at! I am literally the clumsiest pup in the world! There is no way this isn't going to be any different!"

"(Y/n), Skye's right, it doesn't matter how well you do, it's just about having fun, right?"

I sighed, "I supposed.... Alright, I'll have a go."

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How am I winning?! However, I didn't have long to think about this as I felt a pressure on the side of my face and I scrambled back out of confusion to see Marshall, a smile in his face. I growled and ran off, not bothering to turn back when I heard my name being called, "(Y/n)! WAIT!"

After some time, I heard rustling behind me, "(Y/n)? What's up?"

"Oh, hey Skye. I was just thinking."

"You ran off, why?"

"Did you tell him?" I asked, hostility in my voice.

"Tell who what?" she retorted, sitting down next to me, causing me to sigh, "Did you tell Marshall I had a crush on him? Cause I remember telling you not to tell anyone when you worked it out!"

Her face went metaphorically pale, "Well... technically I didn't tell him, Maddie got it out of me, and I guess she was the one that told him, but you know how she's all into fantasy and stuff, and 'Love At First Sight'..."

"I was just asking cause Marshall was just playing with my feelings there. He nuzzled my face to distract me and then smiled, before going back to playing. That smile told me that. There's no way he'd feel the sam-"

"(Y/n)! There you are!" 

I turned around to see Marshall there, a big pup treat in his mouth. He walked up to us and Skye stood up, Marshall taking her place, placing the pup treat in front of me, as if he was taunting me. I rolled my eyes, "What is it?"

"I brought it for you!"

"Really? But how did you get a hold of it? There's no way you managed to beat Skye. Not saying anything about your skills at Pup Pup Boogie, but Skye's like a professional at that game."

Marshall just smiled, "Oh yeah... Skye forfeited, and so did the rest of the pups, so you and me were the only two left in the competition, and we tied, so we get to share the prize."

I returned his smile, "Really? But like I ran off before even finishing, wouldn't that be taken as a forfeit? Meaning you won?"

He just scratched behind his ear, "Well... Okay maybe I did beat you by a bit, but I want to share the prize with you," he paused bit into the pup treat, breaking it in half, pushing the other half towards me, before finishing his half, "Take it."

I looked at him with admiration and love in my eyes and took the pup treat from the ground, eating it, before leaning up and pressing my nose to the side of Marshall's face, "Thank you."

"I-it's my pleasure, (Y/n). You know I-"

I rolled my eyes and giggled, "Marshall, stop with the attempted sappy confession and just ask me to be your girlfriend."

He blinked, his face going pink (if that's even possible), and he spluttered out, "H-how did you know I was going to confess?"

"Maddie told me you had a crush on me."

"Oh... well, you want to be my girlfriend?"

I nodded, nuzzling his face, before pressing my nose to his, "Yes."

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Two pups down, if anyone has any ideas for the others please tell me..... I wanna write more Paw Patrol oneshots.... Idc if you guys think it's childish, I wanna write for em, and it's my book so I can do what I want with it.

Kurt Oneshot - Similarities

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: (Platonic) Fluff 

Reader's Relations: Mr Schuester’s adopted daughter

Warnings:  None I can think of (if any of this is triggering lmk and I’ll make a note for the next time I write a oneshot with this sort of theme)

Other notes: Seriously do not ask how this came to my head. Also, in this, the reader is/you are lesbian, and also don’t ask about the ending. I might make a part 2 for this, 

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I released my hair from its prison called a bobble and let it hang loose over my shoulders as I walked down the halls of McKinley, my hockey stick over my shoulder and my, now, empty water bottle inside the bag containing my hockey stick, looking for my father’s office/classroom. However, I came across a sight that made my blood boil; two guys, who I guessed were, on the football team, were shouting at another boy.

“Hey, you two! Stop that right now!”

They turned to me, “Oh yeah, what are you going to do about it?”

I scoffed and pulled my hockey stick out from its bag, “Do you really want to find out? Because I’ll have you know that I’ve nearly ‘taken off my opponent's legs’ with this stick, as our team’s coach put it. So unless you want to end up in the hospital, I suggest you leave him alone.” The two guys then just ran off and I put my stick away before turning to the boy, “Hey, are you alright?” I asked, a smile on my face. He nodded, “I’m used to it, at least it wasn’t a slushie.”

“Why were they picking on you? Don’t worry, I won’t hit you with this,” I paused and pointed to my hockey stick, “It’s only for jerks and cheaters. I’m (Y/n) by the way.”

“Kurt. It’s nothing, just they do that to everyone.”

“Not to me.”

“Cause you scared them out of their socks.”

“Yeah, I guess I did. Anyway, I gotta go,” I smiled at him and then dashed off still trying to find my father, eventually just bumping into him.

“Oh, hello, (Y/n), what are you doing here?”

“We got back early from the tournament so I thought I’d come to see you here as I figured you wouldn’t be home yet and I kinda left my key at home so I wouldn’t have been able to get in.”

“I see, well this is a surprise, how’d it go?”

“Good. We thrashed everyone!”

“How many goals did you score?” he asked, as we started walking down the hall, I had a feeling I knew his destination, him being the coach for the Glee Club. I just smiled, “Well, let’s just say within the 3 matches we played, I scored more than 5 goals.” He patted me on the head, “Would you like to come to Glee Club today? I’m sure the club would benefit from hearing words of encouragement from a winner such as yourself.”

I gigged and rolled my eyes, “Sure.”

“Good, because here’s the choir room.”

The minute he walked into the room, me following, everyone went quiet. I took my stick off my back and leaned it up against the wall, walking over, prompting one of the girls, who had shoulder-length dark brown/black hair to pipe up, “Mr Schuester, who’s this?”

“Right, I almost forgot,” I gave a small, ‘hmph’ pouting in the process as my father gave a small chuckle, pulling me closer, “This is (Y/n), my daughter.”

“Adopted daughter thank you, now let me go, I’m still sweaty!” I managed to break free from his grasp and went to sit down at the side.

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After the club was finished for the day, I was approached by a guy with a small mohawk, “Hey there, you single?”

I rolled my eyes, “Shut it Puckerman, for your information, I’ve shot down every single boy who’s tried to ask me out, so don’t even try it.” with that, I stood up and hoisted my hockey stick back on my back, “Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to get home.”

“You lesbian or something?”

I rolled my eyes, “So what if I was? Why should it matter to you? No idea why anyone would want to go out with you.”

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“I thought I told you two to back off from Kurt or do you want to be beaten to a pulp?” I threatened the two boys who had Kurt pressed against his locker. This time however they just scoffed in my direction. I rolled my eyes and grabbed my hockey stick from my bag, wrapping it around one of their necks, “This is the last time I will go easy on you, Leave. Him. Alone.”

“What is going on here?!”

“This freak is threatening me!”

I rolled my eyes, “Give it a break, Jerkwad! You were the one that had Kurt pushed against his locker! There’s nothing wrong with being gay!”

We were eventually dragged into the principal’s office and I sat there, examining my fingernails, “For your information, I was defending my friend. This guy has been picking on Kurt because of his sexuality. It doesn’t matter who you love or what gender you are, we are all still human!”

“W-what happened? (Y/n)? What are you doing here?”

“This girl was caught with a hockey stick around the neck of another student, while also threatening him.”

I rolled my eyes, “I’ll state this again, I. Was. Standing. Up. For. My. FRIEND! And just so you know, you can’t expel me because I don’t even go to this school. Now, if you do not mind, I have a hock match I need to get to.” I grabbed Kurt’s hand, dragging him out, leaving the debate up to my father and the principal.

“You know, I’m going to take it upon myself to be your bodyguard Kurt.”

“Why did you stand up for me?”

I gulped and paused, “Promise you won’t say anything?” Kurt nodded and smiled, “Thanks, to tell you the truth, it’s cause I’ve been exactly in your position too. I was bullied in my High School years.”

“Really? But you’re like a, and don’t take this the wrong way, but you’re a badass.”

“To tell the truth, it’s an act I put on. The thing is I’m lesbian, and I was the only kid in my school that was out of the closet. So, I know how you feel.”

Eventually, I ended up transferring to McKinly High, and I started to feel safer. I had my father there to talk to if I got bullied, rather than bottling it up, as well as Kurt, who was like the brother I never had.

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“We’ll go next, Mr Schuester,” Kurt spoke standing up. I followed and we both made our way to the front.

(Bold is you, Italic is Kurt and underlined is both)

I am not a stranger to the dark

Hide away, they say

'Cause we don't want your broken parts

I've learned to be ashamed of all my scars

Run away, they say

No one'll love you as you are

But I won't let them break me down to dust

I know that there's a place for us

For we are glorious

When the sharpest words wanna cut me down

I'm gonna send a flood, gonna drown them out

I am brave, I am bruised

I am who I'm meant to be, this is me

Look out 'cause here I come

And I'm marching on to the beat I drum

I'm not scared to be seen

I make no apologies, this is me

Oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh

Another round of bullets hits my skin

Well, fire away 'cause today, I won't let the shame sink in

We are bursting through the barricades

And reaching for the sun

(We are warriors!)

Yeah, that's what we've become

(Yeah, that's what we've become)

Won't let them break me down to dust

I know that there's a place for us

For we are glorious

When the sharpest words wanna cut me down

I'm gonna send a flood, gonna drown them out

I am brave, I am bruised

I am who I'm meant to be, this is me

Look out 'cause here I come

And I'm marching on to the beat I drum

I'm not scared to be seen

I make no apologies, this is me

Oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh

This is me

Oh-oh-oh-oh

And I know that I deserve your love

Oh-oh-oh-oh

There's nothing I'm not worthy of

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh

When the sharpest words wanna cut me down

I'm gonna send a flood, gonna drown them out

This is brave, this is bruised

This is who I'm meant to be, this is me

Look out 'cause here I come

Look out 'cause here I come

And I'm marching on to the beat I drum

(Marching on, marching, marching on)

I'm not scared to be seen

I make no apologies, this is me

Oh-oh-oh-oh

(When the sharpest words wanna break me down)

(I'm gonna send a flood, gonna drown them out)

I'm gonna send a flood, gonna drown them out

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh

This is me

And… everyone’s faces were in shock. I smiled at Kurt and returned to my place as he went to sit back down. Throughout the rest of the competition, I just couldn’t get one thought out of my mind:

Am I actually a lesbian?

I’d had so much fun singing with Kurt and I tried to snap myself out of it, telling myself the fact I knew which was that Kurt was gay, at least he’d had the courage to tell people. Then there was me, with only two people that I knew properly, other than the people at my school, knowing that I was lesbian, them being Kurt and my father. After my best friend in school had outed me in assembly, I vowed never to tell anyone again.

Eventually, everyone had finished their duets and it was voting time. I was surprised when Kurt and I won and were even more surprised when my father actually let us take the dinner voucher for Breadstix, despite knowing that he was trying to get a couple together.

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“Where are you going all dressed up? Do you have a girlfriend and didn’t tell me?”

I rolled my eyes, “Dad, if I did, you know I would tell you, and I’m going out with Kurt. You know our ‘dinner at Breadstix that’s on you’? The duet competition?”

“Oh yeah, I guess I forgot. Now don’t you forget-Wait, nevermind.”

I rolled my eyes, knowing he was going to say ‘remember to use protection’, then remembered something, “Dad, nothing like that is going to happen. Remember, I’m lesbian and Kurt’s gay there’s no romantic or sexual attraction between us. Seriously, it's just friendship.”

“I know, I’m sorry, (Y/n). I just don’t want you to get hurt.”

“And I’m not going to get hurt. I have nothing but friendship love for Kurt… I think platonic is the word. Also, he invited me over afterwards for movies. Now if you don’t mind, I’ve got to go or I’ll be late for meeting him.”

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“Hey, Kurt, sorry I’m late.”

“It’s alright, now for free Breadstix!”

I giggled at his attitude as he pulled me inside and a waitress took us to a table. Throughout the night I really enjoyed myself and as we were walking back to Kurt’s house, ready to watch movies, I let out a little sneeze.

“You’re sneeze is adorable, you know.”

I just glared at him, “I am not cute! I’m a ferocious lion, not a tiny kitten… just a lion that’s cold… and didn’t bring her coat.”

I noticed Kurt chuckling and he made a ‘come here’ motion. I moved closer to him and he wrapped his coat around me as well, causing my face to heat up. I mentally cursed myself, why do you do this to me, feelings? I questioned how I’d managed to fall in love with him, when I’d had crushes on girls my whole life (never told any of them though), I was falling in love with a guy…. And not just any guy, one I knew for certain was gay, and who I considered to be my best friend.

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After watching the 3rd film, I leaned my head on Kurt’s shoulder, sighing in contentment and smiling, starting to feel sleepy, “Can I confess something to you?”

“Of course, (Y/n). You know anything you tell me I will not tell anyone.”

I smiled, “I’m glad I have a best friend like you, Kurt. I’ve never actually been kissed before, well I mean romantically.”

Kurt just looked at me, his mouth agape, “(Y/n), you have guys hanging off you every day!”

“Oh please, straight guys only want to get in your pants and then leave, like a ‘fuck and run’ scenario. I’ve rejected every single boy that’s ever made any form advance on me, romantic or otherwise…”

“I see… I’ve never been kissed either.”

I looked him in the eye and just before I knew it, I’d pushed him down on the sofa and kissed him. When I saw his shocked face and realised what I’d done, I immediately broke off and started to frantically apologise, “I’m so sorry Kurt! I wasn’t thinking! Sorry, sorry sorry!”

“(Y/n), stop apologising. I understand... And to be honest, I wouldn’t mind you doing it again.”

My face lit up, “A-are you sure?”

“As my dad told me, I’m not actually going to know if I’m gay if I go around avoiding girls my whole life.”

“S-so that’s what you see me as? An ‘experiment’ to see if you’re actually gay? Wow, that’s great words to hear from my best fr-” I stopped talking when he kissed me again, “No, that’s not it, (Y/n). well, not the whole of it. I feel something inside when I see you. You light up my whole life.”

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I quickly stood up and ran out of the choir room to the toilets, where I promptly emptied my stomach. I took a deep breath before standing up and flushing the toilet, cleaning my face in the sink, and wiping my mouth and hands before leaving the toilet to see Kurt pacing there, “Whatcha pacing for?” I asked getting his attention, “Shouldn’t you be back in the choir room?”

“I ran out, following you when you dashed out. Well, actually Mr Schuester told me to follow you to make sure you were alright, you know with us being ‘friends’ and all,” he spoke.

“Thank you, Kurt. I-I wanna go home, I just feel really sick.”

Kurt helped me walk back to the choir room, letting me wait outside as he walked back in, asking my father something before walking back out, “Told your father. He said it’s okay for me to take you home, but first, we’re going to the doctor’s, I was to know what’s wrong with you.”

“Kurt, you don’t have to take me to the doctor. If I’m still not feeling well in the morning, I’m sure my father will make an appointment for me.”

“I’m going to look after you, (Y/n).”

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“Is this your boyfriend?” the nurse asked, pointing to Kurt, who was standing next to me in the examination room.  I rolled my eyes, “Is that your business? I don’t believe so, just tell me what’s wrong with me.”

The nurse’s answer completely shocked me…

“I-I’m pregnant?”

The nurse nodded and Kurt ended up taking me home, me hyperventilating the whole time, questions circling my brain, “How am I going to tell my father? What am I going to tell him? What will the school think? Are you going to stop being friends with me?” These were only 4 of the thousands of questions in my head that I actually voiced to Kurt as we walked back.

“Firstly, I’ll be there when you tell him, he’s probably going to ask why we weren’t home when he got back, then we’ll tell him, as for the school, I don’t know, and no, I’m not going to stop being friends with you.”

I smiled, “Thanks Kurt… and here we are.” I opened the front door, trying not to be heard, however, that didn’t go as planned, “(Y/n)! There you are. Where did you go? Why weren’t you home when I got back?”

I bit my lip and looked away, not wanting to face him, as I felt Kurt’s hand on my shoulder, “I took her to the doctor, Mr Schuester. She threw up in the toilet and said she wasn’t feeling well, which is why I asked if I could take her home. I am sorry I took her without telling you, but I thought we’d be back before you.”

“I appreciate you looking after my daughter, Kurt, thank you. Now what did the doctor say, (Y/n)?” I dug my head into Kurt’s chest and shook my head, showing I didn’t want to talk about it, “No. Don’t want to admit it.”

“(Y/n), I’m not going to be mad, I promise, whatever is wrong with you, I’ll look after you until you get better.”

I leaned up to Kurt’s ear and whispered that I wanted him to tell my father. I got a shoulder squeeze in return and I felt Kurt nodding, “Mr Schuester, (Y/n) is pregnant.”

When silence was the only answer I lifted my head from Kurt’s shoulder, scared and nervous of my father’s response as I looked towards him.

“How? (Y/n), I thought you were lesbian… That’s what you told me.”

“I know, Dad, and I thought I was too, but after we went to Breadstix and were watching movies, I just felt something and yeah… I looked towards Kurt, burying my head in his chest again as he wrapped his arms around me, “P-please don’t kick me out.”

“(Y/n), come here please.”

I gulped and reluctantly broke away from Kurt, walking towards my father, who embraced me in a hug, “I’m not going to kick me out, I’m just surprised. I would never kick you out.”

I smiled and returned the hug, “T-thank you.”

----------------------- A MONTH LATER

I was walking down the corridor going to the Choir Room, when I walked past some of the Cheerios, who were gossipping, “Did you hear, (Y/n) is pregnant.”

“Really? Who’s the father?”

“I don’t know, surprising though, isn’t she like a lesbian?”

“I heard it’s that gay kid. I saw them going home together a few weeks ago.”

I shook my head and kept walking, only to be pushed against a locker again, “Watch where you’re going, freak!”

I blinked back the tears and all but ran to the Choir Room, thankful that Kurt was already there. I sat down next to him and he wrapped his arm around me, “What happened?”

“Well, the Cheerios know I’m pregnant, I heard them questioning it and about who was the father and stuff. Then I got pushed against my locker.”

“You need to tell Mr Schuester, (Y/n), if-”

“Need to tell me what?”

I shot up and froze, “Nothing! It’s nothing, I promise.”

However, he could tell I was lying, “(Y/n), Kurt can I speak to you two in my office please?” I sighed and stood up, Kurt following as we walked over to the small office, adjacent to the Choir Room.

“What is it you need to tell me, (Y/n)?”

“I said it’s-”

“(Y/n) is being bullied Mr Schue, I’d hazard that the whole school probably knows she’s pregnant by now if the Cheerios and football team do.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I didn’t want to worry you. I can handle it.”

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“Did you hear? The gay kid impregnated the lesbian one.”

I sighed and walked away from the two football players and walked down the corridor until I felt a hand on my shoulder shove me into a locker, scratching my back on the handle.

“Are you actually lesbian? Or did you just say that to get attention?”

“Why would I want this kind of attention? I came to this school to make friends after being bullied at my old one! Turns out it’s not safe anywhere!”

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From about the fourth month of my pregnancy, Kurt stayed every weekend to help look after me to give my dad a break.

“Can I get you anything, (Y/n)?”

“A new school where I won’t be bullied for my sexuality?” I asked, tears starting to stream down my face, “Some more friends? Actually…. Speaking of which, what are we, Kurt?”

“I believe I know the term,” he spoke, walking over and sitting next to me on the bed, kissing me, “Bisexual.” I giggled and returned the kiss, “What do you think we should name the little one? And before you ask, no, we’re not calling them Kurt Jr.”

“How did you know I was going to suggest that? Anyway, I took the liberty of noting down a few names,” he walked over to his bag and took out a piece of paper, “on here.” I gigged and took it from him, unfolding it to see an A4 sheet of paper, one side completely covered in girls’ names, the other in boys' names. I let out a chuckle, “Wow… that’s a lot of suggestions.”

“Can never be too prepared, (Y/n).”

I started to read through the names, “Can you pass me a pen please?” Kurt smiled, pecking my forehead before standing up and grabbing a pen, handing it to me. As I read through the names, I put a circle around the ones I liked, before handing it back to him, “I’ve circled the ones I like. Do you want to know the gender beforehand or wait until they’re born?”

“I’d like to know, but if you want to wait, I’m happy to wait.”

I smiled, “I want to know too.”

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Five months later, Gabriella Haille Amelia Hummel, was born. I had given her Kurt’s surname, something he was happy about he was ecstatic when he was allowed to hold her.

—----------------END OF ONESHOT

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Love is Unconditional - Trans! Apollo x Reader

Requested?: No

Prompt: None/a fanart i found on Pinterest (https://www.pinterest.co.uk/pin/758575131012464441/)

Timing: Between Dual Destinies and Spirit of Justice

Type of oneshot: Fluff

Reader's Age:  24

Reader's Occupation: Defence Attorney 

Reader's Relations: Apollo’s girlfriend

Warnings: Talk of Trans things, small mention of sexual content, but it’s like one line, so I don’t think it counts as a lime.

Other notes: DO NOT WRITE ANYTHING HOMOPHOBIC IN THE COMMENTS. IF YOU DON’T LIKE, DON’T FUCKING READ. This was an idea that stemmed from a Pinterest post I found. I did not come up with this idea the idea of Trans! Apollo i mean, the oneshot idea is mine. Also, the reader is bisexual in this.

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Walking back from the courthouse to the small flat I shared with Apollo was a pleasant journey. It was a lovely day, which brightened my mood, and I’d just managed to get a ‘Not Guilty’ verdict. Due to it already being past 4 o’clock when the trial ended, Mr Wright said I could just go home, rather than return to the agency, although I did have to drop past anyway to pick up a couple of things for Apollo as he’d been given the day off due to just having finished a stressful case.

As I took my shoes off, the flat was almost silent, something that was out of the ordinary as usual, Apollo would have been rushing around doing random things, wanting to clean the flat til it was spotless. Instead, I found all the shoes, some of which included his slippers, my slippers, his work shoes, and both our trainers, lying all around the floor. That’s when I heard soft crying, which confused me, Apollo wasn’t one to cry. I followed the sound to the bedroom to see him curled up on our bed, crying, trying to be quiet.

“Polly? What happened?” I asked, closing the door behind me, despite knowing that there was no one else there.

He looked up at me and I saw just how tear-stained his cheeks were, which broke my heart. I walked over and sat down next to where his head was, pulling it onto my lap and stroking his hair, “Polly, tell me what’s wrong.”

I felt his body wrack with another sob and he shook his head, “No, you’re going to hate me.”

“Apollo, I could never hate you. I’m your girlfriend, I love you so much.”

He froze up at that reply, confusing me, “D-do you still love me? Is it that you want to break up with me and you just don’t know how to tell me?”

“No! (Y/n), I love you so much. I-It’s just I’ve realised I’m not comfortable with myself.”

“Whatever do you mean, Polly? You’re not overweight or anything like that, what are you talking about? You’re my perfect little boyfriend.”

“That’s the thing, (Y/n),” he responded, sitting up and facing me, “I don’t want to be your boyfriend anymore.”

That was a stab in my heart, “So you do want to break up?” I asked, feeling tears running down my face, “You just told me you didn’t and that you loved me, Apollo.” Again, he froze up at my statement.

“I don’t mean it like that, (Y/n)... I mean… I don’t know how to say this…I guess the easiest way would just be to say; I’dlikeyoutorefertomeas’Polly’fromnowoneanduse’she/her’pronouns!”

I blinked a few times before smiling, “Of course, I can do that, Polly. You are the best girlfriend ever.” Polly smiled in response and hugged me, “No, you are, (Y/n). I love you.”

“I do think what you mean though, Polly, is, are you Trans? Like you feel like you don’t want to be a boy any more?”

She nodded and snuggled into me, “Y-yeah, that’s a good way of putting it.”

I just pulled her closer and squeezed, “I will help you through this. If you want to go through with any surgery, I will support you through the whole thing, Polly. I love you.”

“Y-you don’t care? Aren’t you straight though?”

I giggled and leaned over, kissing her, “Polly. I love you. What your choose to identify as, girl, boy, vampire, unicorn, I don’t care. I will always love you, even if it means I’m bisexual now. I don’t care about what gender you identify as, I love you for you, and you having the courage to tell me all this, shows me you trust me, and it makes me fall in love with you even more. I will be here for you throughout the whole process. D-do you want to go through with the surgery?” Polly nodded hesitantly and I smiled, “Okay. That’s fine with me, Polly. Now, let me enjoy this dick of yours while you still have it.”

Her face turned bright red and I giggled, kissing her before moving down and unbuckling her belt…

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The next day I woke up earlier than Polly, writing her a note to say I’d gone to work early, wanting to complete some paperwork, although, my real reasoning was to see if anyone had arrived to let them know in advance of Apollo’s change in name and pronouns as she’d given me permission to let Mr Wright, Trucy and Athena know if they asked, or wanted to know. When I arrived at the Agency, Athena was already there, sitting on the sofa, her face dug into, what I guessed was a case file.

“Hey, Athena.”

She looked up and smiled, “Morning, (Y/n)! Where’s Apollo?”

I took a deep breath, “Athena, please can you make sure to refer to Apollo as ‘Polly’ from now on? And if you’re not using names, then use she/her pronouns?”

“Why?”

“Please, just do it for me? I’ll tell you why at a later point, I’m asking you because you want to make Polly feel comfortable right?” Athena nodded and I continued, “Well, it would be really nice if you could do that. It would make her really happy to know that you’re okay with it. Please don’t tell Mr Wright this because I know what’s going to happen when he finds out, but Polly wants to go through with the surgery to turn her into a girl, or well, as much as they can. I can already tell it’s going to be expensive, and I already know how much Mr Wright is going to want to help, but he’s got Trucy to look after and the agency bills to pay, so I’d rather not have him know about the surgery bit until it’s done and all paid for, can your promise that?”

Athena nodded, “Yes ma’am!”

“Thank you, it’ll make Polly really happy if you can do that for her, and if you can, whichever of us sees Mr Wright and/or Trucy first, just to let them know about the first bit of what I told you.”

“Okay!”

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“Polly, calm down. It’s okay.”

“It’s just that, after I do this, the word is going to get out during the next trial I’m in and then I’m scared that it’s going to impact the agency’s business..”

“Why would it do that? It’s your personal choice, Polly. No one else should care what gender you identify as or what your name is. After this, if you do, and it’s a very big if, you get any hateful things said to you, then you come and tell me, and I’ll go make them regret it, okay?” Polly smiled and hugged me, just as her name was called up… We both stood up and followed the young woman into the small room, as she closed the door.

“So, you want to change your gender, correct?”

Polly nodded, “Yes.”

“Very well. If you’ll excuse me for a few minutes, I’ll go and get the forms.”

She stood up and left the room, leaving me and Polly alone. I grasped her hand and pecked her forehead, “It’ll be fine, Polly.” The woman came back in a few minutes later, holding a few sheets of part in her hands, “So, what I need from you is a few signatures, where the ‘x’s are, then you’ll be good to go. Once the surgery is completed, we’ll take a picture and send you new copies of any legal documents that have your name and/or picture on.” Polly smiled and took the papers from her, taking a pen from her pocket and signing when the woman had marked.

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A few days later, I was sitting on one of the sofas in the agency, the one without Trucy’s magic things on, with Polly’s head on my shoulder, her asleep, the two of us taking a few hours to relax after the case we’d finished, me being Polly’s co-counsel for the trial, her being a bit stressed during the trial as the judge kept asking if ‘Mr Justice’s twin sister was supposed to be leading the case’, as the original file that stated the defence, prosecution, victim, defendant and so on, had been updated to fit with Polly’s change of pronouns, causing her a great deal of embarrassment, thankfully I’d been there and, to put a long story short, I told the judge to mind his own business.

It was at the point when I’d been having a conversation with Trucy about her upcoming show, that there was a knock on the door. Mr Wright stood up and opened it, “Edgeworth? What are you doing here?”

“I came because I heard about Justice’s realisation, Wright.”

This woke Polly up and she lifted her head from my shoulder, “What do you mean, Mr Edgeworth?”

“I mean, I was informed that you wish to undergo some surgery to change your body. I came to offer my help in paying for it.” Polly’s eyes widened and she was speechless for a few moments, before regaining her speech, “Mr Edgeworth, are you sure? It’s really expensive and you really don’t have to.”

“I’m sure. It may not look like it, but I am a supporter of the LGBT+ community, and I understand that you don’t get many cases so, it’s my understanding that it would take you a long time to get enough money to pay for it.”

I saw the smile on Polly’s face increase, “If you really want to help, then, at least let me pay for some of it. I would feel bad that you’re paying for something that doesn’t concern you.”

“Very well. If you would allow me to pay for half of it if you wish.”

“Thank you,” Polly replied. I smiled too and placed a hand on her shoulder, “See, I told you that you had friends to support you, Polly.”

-----------------------------END OF ONESHOT

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Apollo Oneshot - Doors Closed? Well, Windows are Always an Option

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Timing: After DD

Type of oneshot: Fluff

Reader's Age: 26

Reader's Occupation: Not Applicable

Reader's Relations: None

Warnings: Swearing

Other notes: None

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“This is the LAST straw! I’ve put up with your fucking bullshit for seven years, I’m filing for a divorce.”

“Oh come on, baby, please! Just give me one more chance!”

“Fuck off! That’s what you said after the last FIVE times you cheated on me while I was out of town. No more ‘last chances’,” I shouted back at my soon-to-be ex-husband, “We’re over!” With that, I turned on my heel and walked off upstairs, calling a familiar number. However, I didn’t expect the response I got, “Hello, Wright Anything Agency, Athena speaking. How can I help?”

“Oh. Is Mr Wright there? I need to talk to him about something.”

I heard fidgeting for a while before a familiar voice was heard, “(Y/n)? Please don’t tell me you got arrested again.”

“Oh, god no. Thankfully, I’m not as bad as Maya but I need you to take a case for me…  If you’re able to, that is. It’s not murder, more of a civil case… I finally filed for divorce with my husband…”

“Well, I’m glad you didn’t get arrested again, (Y/n). The thing is… I’m currently dealing with quite a hard case.”

“Oh! I’m sorry to bother you then. I’ll just wait for a state-pointed lawyer.”

(AN: I know nothing about Divorce cases, so any information is probably wrong, as Google doesn’t want to be helpful)

“(Y/n), that’s not really how divorce cases work. Both parties get a lawyer and then they argue on and on, back and forth for ages, sometimes they even go on for weeks.”

“WHAT?! So if I don’t find a lawyer, I’m screwed?”

I could hear him chuckling on the other end, but I soon got a response, “Lucky for you, I have two employees if you’re willing to let one of them take your case.”

“Yes. Please, Mr Wright, I just need a lawyer!”

“Give me a minute then,” I heard him put the phone down, on what I guessed was a desk and a ‘Who wants to take on a divorce case?’ I didn’t hear either reply, but heard Mr Wright pick the phone back up, “Apollo said he can take your case, would you be able to come to the agency to talk to him about it?”

“Of course. Do you mean now?”

“Yes, if you’re able to.”

“Yeah, I’ll be down soon.”

We said our goodbyes and I put my phone away, starting to put my shoes and coat on.

“Where are you going?”

“Going to speak with my divorce lawyer. Not that you need to know my every move.”

----------------------(Several months later)

“Aww, you like her, don’t you, Polly!”

“Trucy, please be quiet. I’m sure Miss (L/n) has better things to do than to hear you making stuff up,” Apollo replied, “She just got out of a messy divorce case. She won’t be looking for a new relationship for a while.”

“How do you know?” I asked, smiling, “Thank you for all your help, Mr Justice. I’m glad you agreed to do this for me.”

“It’s my job, Miss (L/n). No need to thank me.”

Before I had a chance to respond, I felt a pair of arms wrap around one of my legs, “Mummy!”

“Hello, sweetie. How are you doing?”

“Good. I’m glad I get to stay with you!”

“That makes me happy to hear, Sweetie, but there’s someone you need to thank for that,” I replied, bending down to Melissa’s level and pointing up to Mr Justice who was now engrossed in a conversation with his assistant. Melissa nodded and walked over to him, in her 5-year-old glory, tugging on his trouser leg, “Excuse me.”

“Hm? Oh, yes? What is it, Little One?” Mr Justice spoke, bending down to her level.

“T-thank you! I’m glad I get to stay with Mummy. Thank you for everything you did for her, but does this mean I’m not going to have a Daddy anymore?”

I sighed and walked over, “That’s complicated, Honey. You won’t see your biological daddy as often as you used to, perhaps once or twice a month, but maybe you’ll get a stepdad at some point in the future.”

Melissa looked at me for a moment before a smirk overtook her face as she turned back to Mr Justice, “Will you be my new Papa?”

He recoiled back in shock, his spikes flicking back as a confused look overtook his face as he started to rub the spikes of hair, “Um… I don’t know what to say about that…”

“Aww… You’re really nice though!”

I rolled my eyes and sighed after getting over the shock of Melissa’s question, trying to hide the blush on my face as I bent down to pick her up, “Mel, that’s not something you can go around asking people. Mr Justice, I apologise for Melissa’s behaviour, she’s just taking this hard.”

“I-It’s okay, Miss (L/n). It’s cute, actually.”

“Oh come on, Polly! Just ask her on a date! You were oogling at her the whole case!”

“TRUCY! Please stop. It’s not right for me to do that. Miss (L/n) has just gone through a divorce, she wouldn’t be ready for that yet.”

I smiled and put Melissa down, tapping the brown-haired attorney on the shoulder, causing him to look at me, “I-I wouldn’t mind it if you were to ask me on a date.”

“Really? Well, do you want to go and grab a coffee sometime?” he asked, rubbing the spikes of his hair against his head. I giggled and nodded, “I’d love to. When were you thinking?”

“You two go now, Miss (L/n), I can bring Melissa back to the agency with me and you can pick her up from there if that’s alright.”

I blinked in surprise and turned to the young magician, who had a smirk on her face, bouncing up and down on her feet, arms behind her back, but before I could say anything, Melissa had run up to her and jumped into her arms, “Fun!”

“It seems Melissa agrees, have fun you two!” Trucy spoke, before bouncing out of the courthouse. I giggled, “So… coffee?”

---------------------TRUCY’S POV

“Hi Daddy!”

“Welcome back, Tru…cy, why have you got a child?!”

“Daddy, this is Melissa, she’s Miss (Y/n)’s daughter. The lady Polly was taking the case of.”

“That still doesn’t answer my question, Truce. Where are (Y/n) and Apollo anyway?”

“Out on a date. I said I’d look after Melissa until they got back. Look how cute she is, Daddy!”

Daddy chuckled for a moment, patting me on the head, “If you say so, Trucy. I have to go and investigate the crime scene again, Athena is at the detention centre talking to a potential client, so it will only be you and Melissa here, okay?”

“Okay, Daddy!” I replied, turning back to Melissa.

-----------------------YOUR POV

“That was fun. Thank you for asking me out, Apollo.”

“I had fun too, (Y/n). Maybe you’d like to do it again sometime?” he asked, rubbing his spikes again, an embarrassed look on his face. I giggled and brought my hand up to pull his hand away from the two strands of hair, “I’d love that,” I spoke, pecking him on the cheek. When I pulled away his face was bright red and I couldn’t help what I did next; I grabbed him by the lapels of his waistcoat and pulled him to my level, kissing him on the lips, causing him to blink in shock.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry, Apollo. I wasn’t thinking and I-” he cut me off my placing a finger on my lips, “Don’t apologise, (Y/n). I was kind of wanting to do the same thing…”

“R-really?!”

“You seem surprised… You’re really pretty, and honestly, over the course of settling this divorce for you, I’ve kinda fallen in love with you.”

My eyes widened and I brought my hand up to my mouth, “R-really? Because I feel the same…”

--------------------------------APOLLO’S POV - a few years later

“Melissa… can I talk to you, please?” I asked, walking over after Trucy had just finished showing the young girl another magic trick.

“Hm? Of course, you can, Polly!”

“I was wondering… how would you feel about me becoming your new Daddy?”

Her face lit up as if she was a set of Christmas lights and she nodded, “YES!”

-----------------------------YOUR POV (Christmas Day)

“(Y/n), I-I want to ask you something. Don’t feel pressured to say yes, because I know how this ended up for you last time, but I was wondering if you’re ready… would you consider marrying me?” Apollo asked, getting down on one knee in front of me, a ring in his hand. My hands flew my to mouth and I nodded, “Of course!”

He smiled and sat back down on the sofa, putting the ring on my finger before Melissa crawled onto his lap, “Does that mean I can call you ‘Daddy’ now?”

“If you want to, Melissa.”

This just increased her smile and she wrapped her arms around him in a hug, “I love you, Daddy.”

—--------------------END OF ONESHOT

Just some Polly fluff I thought of whilst reading other oneshots… 

Thank you to everyone who got me to 250 likes!

FandomMas 2023 Day 5 - Athena

Fandom: Ace Attorney Prompt: “It’s bold of you to assume I haven’t eaten my entire advent calendar.” Reader's Relations: None

Other Notes: Sorry I didn’t post one yesterday, I didn’t have any ideas and by the time I got around to when I would normally write them (before I got to sleep) it was already late, so I just wanted to sleep, but I will try to write two today.

“(Y/n)……” “Yes, Athena?” I replied, turning to face her, and looking up from the case file I was reading through. “Why are advent calendar chocolates so small?” She wined, sitting down next to me on the sofa in the agency, stretching herself over my lap, causing me to giggle, as I started to stroke my fingers through her hair gently, “I don’t know, Athena, but I’ll have a bet it’s because they’re meant for small children, and said children normally want to open them before breakfast and chocolate isn’t a good breakfast food.” “But chocolate’s so good! Why can’t they be bigger?” “You’ll just have to put up with it, Athena. There’s nothing I can do about it, did you remember to open today’s door?” “Of course. It’s bold of you to assume I haven’t eaten the entire thing already.” I giggled to myself, “How did I guess you already did that? And before you ask, no you’re not getting any of mine!” “You’re my favourite person, (Y/n)!” I rolled my eyes again, feeling my face turn slightly pink as I chuckled trying to conceal it, knowing she was just trying to butter me up to get my chocolate, “That isn’t going to work, Athena. You’re not going to get any of mine, no matter how much you try to butter me up.” “That’s not what I was trying to do!” “Sure… I don’t believe you, Athena.” “Oh come on!” My head shot up immediately at the outburst from Trucy, causing her to squeak, “Polly, look at this scene again and tell me they’re not dating!” My face turned bright red at the statement from Trucy as Apollo turned to look as well, “Trucy, if they were dating I’m sure we’d know by now. Athena’s just being herself.” “Hey!” “Hmph. Well then, I’m sure Daddy agrees with me.” “Unfortunately, Trucy, I’m with Apollo on this. We’d all know if (Y/n) and Athena were dating.” “But just look at the scene! The fact that Athena is letting (Y/n) rake her hands through her hair is proof enough! Athena’s expressed several times before that she doesn’t like anyone touching her hair, yet she’s not protesting to (Y/n) raking her hands through it!” Trucy spoke out, sitting down.

I was still trying to get rid of the blush on my face when I quickly removed my fingers from Athena’s hair, “Trucy, please stop. You can’t force two people to be dating by just willing it into existence. Especially when you don’t even know how they feel about each other, or if they’re dating other people.”

“(Y/n)! Take this off my head now!” Athena protested as I refused to untie the blindfold from over her eyes. “Nope! It’ll ruin the surprise if I do!” I replied as I booped her on the nose, sitting down on the sofa opposite her, taking out my guitar that I’d been gifted as a birthday present, before giving a nod to Trucy who bounced over and removed the blindfold from Athena’s head as I started singing, “We're far apart, in every way, but you're the best part of my day and sure as I breathe the air, I know we are the perfect pear. On a prickly path that goes on for miles, but it's worth it just to see you smile and I cannot be pulled apart from the hold you have on my heart and even if the world tells us it's wrong, you're in my head like a catchy song. The seasons change, and leaves may fall, but I'll be with you through them all and rain or shine, you'll always be mine. On a prickly path that goes on for miles. You're the only one who makes it all worthwhile and you should not blame me too, if I can't help fallin' in love with you,” as I finished singing, I felt my face turn bright red and I looked up at Athena to see her face the same colour, but before I could say anything, she’d pounced on me and kissed me. I blinked, not expecting her to feel the same, but I wrapped my arms around her, kissing back before breaking off when I remembered the others in the Agency. “Polly, you owe me!” “What?! Oh come on, Trucy, that’s not fair, you knew they liked each other. You were the one who orchestrated this whole confession!” “You still lost the bet, Polly, hand over the money!” Trucy persisted, holding out her hands towards Apollo. At this point I was too busy laughing at Apollo’s face to get mad at the two of them for betting on mine and Athena’s relationship, as Apollo begrudgingly took out a note, placing it in Trucy’s hands. She pocketed it and smirked, looking back at me and Athena, “Oh yeah, I bet Polly that you two would be together by the end of the year, and looks like I won by a week.” —------------------END OF ONESHOT Again, sorry for not posting yesterday, but I’ll get today’s written as well before I go to sleep.

Oneshot request Page!

What I will do:

Female Character x Female Reader

Male Character x Female Reader

Fluff

Limes

What I will NOT do:

Yandere (Not comfortable with it)

Male readers (Under any circumstances - I am not comfortable with it)

Angst (It always ends up fluffy somehow)

Smut/Lemon - I am not too comfortable writing this....

Characters I will do:

I am open to do most characters from the mentioned fandoms, however, do not be be offended, if I reply to a request saying I'm not comfortable with writing for the character you have requested.

My Personal Rules for Requests:

All requests MUST give me a plot - Preferably as detailed as possible. If you don't give me a plot, I will most likely ignore your request. The one thing with this, Genshin requests can have NOTHING to do with the story. I have not completed the game yet, so please don't give me requests that have something to do with the story.

I would prefer if you gave me a title for it - I hate having unnamed oneshots. So, I would prefer it if you gave me a title as I'm terrible at thinking of titles myself...

Reader's Relationships - if you want the reader to be related to anyone specifically, or someone's best friend, tell me.

I thinks that's all from me.... I might update this part with prompts in the near future so if you want to request a character, but can't think of a plot you can give me a prompt.

Happy Requesting!

Fandom list in this book:

Ace Attorney

BBC Sherlock

Black Butler

Genshin Impact

Hetalia

Mlp

OHSHC

Paw Patrol

Pokemon

Yuri on Ice

I do already have a load of oneshots in my Wattpad (HamiltonAttorney2277) you can go read em if you want. But I will post any requests I get on here here.