Oneshot Update

Sirius Oneshot - It's the Inside that Counts

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: Fluff?

Timing: Marauders’ Era (7th Year)

Reader's Relations: Newt’s granddaughter (don’t ask how this works, I just wanted it to be a thing in this oneshot, because he’s best boy and it kind of works)

Reader’s House: Gryffindor

Warnings: Bullying

Other notes: The reader is slightly chubby in this. Also in this, your parents died when you were young, so you live with Newt and Tina.

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“Really? You honestly thought I’d want to date you when you look like that?” I tried to hold back the tears as my, now, ex-boyfriend kicked me to the curb metaphorically, continuing to say hurtful words, another girl hanging onto his arm, “You’re dumber than I thought. I was just using you because of your family.” And with that, he walked off, the girl following next to him, laughing. I sighed and stood up trying not to let the tears fall as I made my way back up to the common room. When I got up to my dorm, I sat down on my bed and sighed, taking my robe off so I was more comfortable, and laid down on my stomach, finally letting the tears fall.

That was when I started to hear small squeaks and I felt a small weight on my head. I let out a small giggle and lifted my hand, allowing the bowtruckle to step on before I brought my hand to my face, “Hello there. Did you stow away in my robes?” The small green creature looked down refusing to make eye contact and I giggled, “At least you’ve been found, Pickett.” I sighed, placed him down on my pillow and wiped my eyes, trying to stop the tears from flowing as I reached into my bag and pulled out a piece of parchment and a quill. I immediately started writing to my grandfather to let him know that Pickett was safe and hadn’t been stolen/harmed. Once I was done, I folded it up and let Pickett up on my shoulder before leaving the dorm, and heading up to the owlery.

“(Y/n)? Where are you going?”

“Owlery,” I replied in a monotone voice, refusing to look at Jen as I knew how observant she was and that she’d be able to tell I’d been crying from my face if she hadn’t by my tone of voice, “You’ve been crying. You can tell me what’s up, you know that, right?” I nodded, “Thank you, but it doesn’t matter. Now can I continue up to the owlery please?” She narrowed her eyes and let me go causing me to sigh in relief. I really didn’t want her to find out that William had broken up with me as I knew she’d tell the Marauders because of how protective they were of me. They didn’t need to be, it wasn’t like I was related to any of them, they just decided they were going to protect me for some reason. Once I’d sent the letter off to my grandparents, I walked outside and sat down by a tree by the Black Lake as it was just after dinner and curfew wasn’t for a few more hours and the outside air helped me to think better.

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“It was hilarious! You should have been there Prongs, his face was priceless.”

“Mate, shh. Is that.. Look it is! Where’s (Y/n) though?”

I looked up from my food to see William walking into the Great Hall, a random Slytherin hanging onto his arm looking as sneaky as ever.

“I swear to Godric if that git broke up with her, I’ll have is head.”

“Pads, calm down we know you like her.”

“Oh shut it, Prongs, you’d be the same if someone had done the same to your precious Lily” I retorted. Before James could reply, I felt a presence next to me and I looked up to see Bella.

“Have you seen (Y/n)?” I asked, curious as to where she was as she and Bella were normally inseparable, but Bella just shook her head, “Sorry, Sirius. I haven’t seen her since Transfiguration ended, but if I see her this evening, I’ll let her know you’re looking for her.”

“Thank you.”

“Wait a minute, I have an idea.”

“Huh? What do you mean, Moony?”

“Just, give me a minute.”

Without another word, he spun around in his seat to face the Hufflepuff table, directly where Jen was sitting, “Jen, have you seen (Y/n)?”

“Hm? Oh yeah, I saw her going up to the owlery before dinner. She looked like she’d been crying but refused to tell me why. If she’s not in her dorm or the common room, then I don’t know. Wait a minute, why didn’t you guys just use that map of yours? Don’t worry I won’t tell anyone about it.”

Moony thanked her and turned around as we all banged our heads on the table, “Why didn’t we think of the map? When we get back up we’re checking that map and finding where she is.”

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“Alright Pickett, you can sit on my head,” I muttered as the bowtruckle refused to go back in my pocket, “But you’ve got to hide when I go back inside, “Okay?”

Pickett just stuck his tongue out at me and blew a raspberry, “I thought you were taught not to do that. If you’re discovered, then it’ll mean bad news for me. Please, work with me-”

“(Y/n)?”

At the sound of my name, I quickly took Pickett off my head, hiding him behind my back and turned to the person, “Oh, Sirius, hey, what are you doing out here?”

“I wanted to talk, have you been crying?” he asked, reaching out and taking my hand in his, which I didn’t reject, surprising him as every other time he’d tried to make physical contact with me, I’d pushed him away. I sighed and nodded, releasing my grip on Pickett before placing him back on my head and wiping my eyes with my now free hand, “Y-yeah. Promise not to tell anyone else?” Sirius nodded and I took a deep breath, “William broke up with me. Told me he was just using me because of my family and that ‘no one would want to date someone who looked like me’. He then called me fat, along with a load of other hurtful stuff and then walked off,” I spoke, the tears coming back to my eyes again, this time I just let them fall, only stopping when I felt Sirius wiping them, “(Y/n), please don’t cry. I don’t like seeing you cry, it makes me cry when you’re upset and don’t believe anything that jerk says, you’re perfect the way you are.”

“He’s right though, Sirius. No one would want to date me, I am fat-” I was cut off when he placed a finger to my lips, “Do not say that about yourself in my presence. You are not fat, (Y/n). You are perfect, and I know one person who would want to date you.”

“W-who?” I asked, looking up at him. Instead of replying, he took my cheek in his hand and bent down to my level, kissing me, “Me.” I felt my face turn bright red and I blinked, bringing my hand up to my lips once he’d stepped back a little, “Y-you? You’d want to date me?”

“I-if you wanted to date me back, then yeah. I’ve been in love with you since 3rd year, (Y/n). You know how Prongs used to go on and on about Lily before she finally gave in and started dating him?” I nodded and Sirius continued, “Well, Moony told me I was the exact same with you. Apparently, I wouldn’t shut up about you and complain about that git of a boyfriend you had whenever I could. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a nose to go and break.”

I giggled and grabbed his hand before he got too far from me, “I-if you’re serious that you’d want to date me, honestly, I’d be lucky to be the one to have grabbed your attention. I like you too, Sirius.”

That stopped him in his tracks, and he turned back towards me, grabbing my upper arms and kissing me again, “I would be the lucky one, (Y/n). I love you so much.”

“I-I love you too, Sirius. Are you sure I’m not too chubby for you to date?”

He shook his head, “No. You are perfect the way you are, how many times do I have to say it? It’s what’s on the inside that counts, not what you look like. I love you for the way you act and your personality, not what you look like.” At that moment Pickett jumped off my head and onto Sirius’ hand, causing me to smile, “It looks like Pickett approves, please don’t tell any of our professors he’s here. Honestly, he stowed away on my robes, or well, in my clothes in general.”

“I won’t don’t worry, (Y/n). I’d never do anything to get you into trouble.”

“Thank you. I love you, Sirius.”

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Hehe, more Sirius fluff.

Helping Hand - Viktor Oneshot

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: Fluff

Reader's Relations: Viktor's best friend

Warnings: None that I can think of

Other notes: For this, you also live in Russia, and you're a retired skater, the same age as Viktor tho, just retired cause of an injury… also any trial things are based on Ace Attorney, cause idfk how Russian Law systems works… hehe so please don't say anythin

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"Viktor, please, I'm begging you! Please just pick Tanya up from school for me!" I pleaded over the phone, my heels clicking on the floor of the Prosecution Lobby at the courthouse.

"(Y/n), you know I'm going to get swamped when I arrive. By the time I'm freed, you'll be able to get to the school to pick her up."

I took a deep breath to avoid shouting at him, "Listen, Viktor, I know your skating is important to you and stuff, but Tanya's your daughter too. I understand that night was a drunk mistake, but it was both of our faults, so you have to take responsibility for her too, even if she doesn't know you are her father. Please, I'll do anything for you if you just pick her up, just this once?"

"Okay, fine."

I sighed, "Thank you. I don't know what time I'll be back, so I bought pizza for her and you if you want some in the fridge. Again, thank you so much!"

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"UNCLE VIKTOR!!!"

I immediately turned around and was pounced on, "HELLO!"

I smiled and patted her on the head, "Hello, Tanya. Are you ready to go home?" She nodded, but before anything else could be said, I was stopped, "Yeah… and who might you be?"

"Viktor, (Y/n) sent me to pick Tanya up because she's currently stuck in a trial. That's not a problem is it?"

"Well, it's just normally we don't let children go home with anyone apart from their parents-"

"Miss Brown, t-that's Viktor Nikiforov! He's a famous figure skater who's won 5 world championships! He's amazing! Tanya why didn't you tell us you were related to him?! That's awesome! You're so lucky."

I froze up slightly, knowing that I was right about what was going to happen, but tried to ignore it and turned back to the teacher, "So, are you going to let me take her home?"

"Fine."

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"Mummy!" was the first thing I heard when I walked in the door. I smiled and picked her up, "Hello my darling! I missed you."

She giggled and wrapped her arms around my neck, "Hehe."

"You owe me so much, (Y/n)." I turned to Viktor and smiled, "I know. Thank you so much for picking her up, Viktor. I had no idea that the trial was going to go on for so long. I will forever be in your debt."

He smiled and hugged me, "Yes, you do, not just for picking her up but because of what I had to endure. Her teacher was against me picking her up because, as you know, to the public eye, I'm not her father. Only you and I know that."

"I'm sorry about that. I should have rung the school to tell them. Thank you again."

"You're welcome, (Y/n), just remember, I'd be happy to look after her anytime you need, as long as it's-" he was cut off by his phone going off, "…Yakov, hi!...... Oh, right… sorry….. Hm? Oh, I had a little duty to do…" Viktor paused and turned to me, taking the phone away from his ear, "Yakov wants to know why I wasn't at practice, can I tell him I had to pick Tanya up for you?" I nodded silently and he smiled, going back to the phone call. I left him to his own and placed Tanya down, walking into the kitchen, where I saw two empty plates, making me smile knowing that Viktor had given Tanya her tea. I shook my head a bit, placing the two plates in the dishwasher before grabbing something for myself. As I was making (Random Food), Viktor came into the kitchen, "Yakov wants to talk to me in person, so I have to go."

I smiled and nodded, "That's fine. Again, thank you so much for picking Tanya up."

However, instead of walking out the kitchen like I expected him to, he walked up to me, looking incredibly nervous, but before I could ask, he grabbed my shoulders and kissed me. My eyes widened in shock and he pulled away, "Sorry, I just had-" I interrupted him and kissed him again.

"I-I love you, Viktor."

He smiled and kissed me again, pushing me up against the kitchen bench. I wrapped my arms around his neck and melted into it, but before it could get too heated, we heard a small voice, "Mummy? Why are you kissing Uncle Viktor?"

Viktor immediately moved back as I took my arms away from his neck and we both turned to Tanya, who was looking at the scene in front of her a confused look on her face. I took a deep breath and walked up to her, bending down to her level, "Tanya, I need to be honest with you… Your 'Uncle' isn't really your uncle.  I know I told you he was your uncle, but the truth is, he's your father. I know you're probably disappointed in me."  her eyes widened and she smiled, "That. Is. Awesome! I have to be honest, I'm glad you're my dad." I returned her smiled and I felt arms wrap around my waist as I stood up. I turned around and pecked Viktor on the lips, "At least we can all be a family now."

I smiled and picked Tanya up, leaning my head on Viktor's shoulder, "I love you."

"I love you too, (Y/n), both of you," Viktor responded, pecking my lips before kissing the top of Tanya's head.

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And, another oneshot written! Yay

Ben x Reader: (UNTITLED)

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: Fluff, ig

Reader's Relations (Non-Biological): Best friends with Evie and Mal

Reader's parents: Hans' daughter (cause I find the severe lack of Frozen a crime)

Warnings: ig spoilers for the first film?

Other notes: I slightly changed this from what I told my Discord friend cause I thought this was a better idea…also this will include at least one of my Descendants ocs…. Elyna (who is Anna and Kristoff's daughter) This oneshot starts part way through the first film, like when they have the Parent Day (or whatever they call it)  cause idk how to write the start of the plot idea I have for this oneshot…

IF YOU HAVE A TITLE IDEA FOR THIS PLEASE LET ME KNOW

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"It's you! Your father tried to kill my mother you litt-" before I could comprehend what was happening, Elyna had pounced on me. I was warned she had a bad temper, but it still confused me. She kept slapping me in her rage until she was pulled off me, "Calm down, Elyna!"

"Let me go, Dad! I need to teach her a lesson."

I then noticed a hand out the corner of my eye and smiled when I realised it belonged to Ben. I accepted the help and he pulled me up, wrapping an arm around my waist, "Elyna, what have we been talking about? Whatever her father did, you shouldn't take it out on (Y/n)."

"N-no, Ben, she's right, I've been horrible to some of the people here, I know. Just-would you give me a minute?" Without waiting for an answer, I ran off, not noticing Mal and Evie following me until I felt a hand rubbing m back and another pair holding my hair back as I threw up in the toilet.

"ou feeling okay, (Y/n)?"

I looked to Mal in the brief moment the sick feeling stopped, giving her a, "you think?" look, before facing the toilet and throwing up again.

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I raked my hands through my hair pacing in the dorm room I shared with Lonnie, "What is wrong with me!? That's the third morning in a row I've thrown up!"

"Any other symptoms?"

I rolled my eyes, "Want me to list them all? There's the morning sickness, my appetite has increased, I've been more tired than usual, the mood swings and last of all, my damn period is late!" Jay and Carlos' faces turned slightly pink at the last bit, Mal and Evie looking at each other before their gaze turned to me, "Well, there's no easy way to say this but-"

"(Y/n)!" Lonnie shouted, bursting through the door, "I need you for an experiment!" I noticed the small box in her hand as she grabbed my wrist with the other hand, "Come on."

"Whoa, I'm in the middle on a conversation! Can it wait like 2 minutes?"

Before Lonnie could reply, Evie had stood up, placing a hand on my shoulder, "(Y/n), I think Lonnie's experiment is going to tell you the same thing we were going to tell you, go with her."

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"(Y/n), have you told Ben yet?" Evie asked as I reached into my locker to get m Chemistry book out. I shook my head, "Of course not! Evie, are you crazy? This is going ruin his life! Seriously, like how do you think that's going to go? 'Hey, Ben, I'm pregnant, you're going to be a dad!' 'Oh that's great (Y/n)! We're totally ready for children!' No, he's going to hate me, and his parents are going to hate me-why's your face white as a sheet?" I cut myself off asking her.

"You might want to look behind you…" she trailed, before running off. I closed my locker and turned to see Ben standing there, wide-eyed. A million curse words were running around my head begging to be let free as he walked over, "Hello, (Y/n)."

"Uhh… hi, Ben… You didn't hear that conversation did you?" I asked, 'nervous' written all over my face. He nodded and hugged me, "Yes, I did." I froze and broke away, "I-I gotta go!" I dashed off, back to my dorm and packed all my stuff into a bag, well just the things I'd need on the Isle, and left, leaving a note on Lonnie's bed for her to explain; "Gone home, DON'T tell my friends, and especially don't tell Ben, it's better I leave, (Y/n)."

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When I got back to the dorm I shared with (Y/n), I was surprised to see her half, kind of sparce, and I saw a not on my bed. I picked it up and red it before dashing off to Mal and Evie's room, "GUYS! (Y/n) went back to the Island."

"W-what? Why?!" Mal asked, standing up from her bed, "For what reason?!"

"She didn't say, just left this note," I showed the two of them the note, letting them read it before Evie spoke up, "I'll bet I know why this is. This morning, I was asking her if she'd told Ben she was pregnant yet and she said she hadn't. What she didn't know was that he was standing right behind where we were talking so he heard the whole conversation. I'll bet (Y/n) left because she didn't want to either A) feel like a burden to him, not saying that she is, just saying this is what's going through (Y/n)'s mind, or B) that she doesn't want the whole of Auradon to hate her, I mean, a new girl comes in who is also a VK, gets the Prince of Auradon to fall in love with her, then gets pregnant with his child? The whole of Auradon is gonna think that she's been a bad influence on him and that she's doing this to get the throne, because isn't that what her dad did? Try to marry princess Anna and kill her sister so he could take Arendelle's throne? (Prob spelt wrong)"

"True. We should tell Ben, he's going to start wondering where she is eventually."

"Yeah…"

"Have you guys seen, (Y/n)?"

We all turned to the door to see Ben standing there, a worried look on his face.

"NO!" we all shouted at the same time, "Haven't seen her at all since yesterday…" I continued.

"Lonnie, she's your dormmate you must have seen her last night."

"Okay… fine, maybe we do know where she is… she… she went back to the Isle," Mal spoke.

"W-what? Why? Actually nevermind, I'm going to get her back, who's with me? No, seriously who is coming with me, I have no idea how to navigate the Isle."

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

"Stupid feelings, why does this have to happen to me?"  I sighed, lying on the sofa before placing a hand on my stomach, "You  are a little troublemaker."

"(Y/n)? You here?"

My head shot up at the sound of Ben's voice, "W-what are you doing here?!" He walked over and sat down beside me, "I came to get you back."

I rolled my eyes, "Ben please, think about it; You know what my father did, the whole of Auradon probably believes that I just want to take the throne, like my father tried to do in Arendelle! If the people of Auradon find out I'm pregnant, they're going to hate me and believe even more that I just want the throne!"

"(Y/n), please. Trust me, I'll be there for you if that happens."

I sighed and stood up, walking over to a small table in the hideout. I picked up the small cupcake, walking back over to Ben, "Eat this, please."

He took it from my hand and took a bite as I took a deep breath walking off, "Ben, please go back to Auradon." All I got in reply was arms wrapped around my waist, "Not without you."

"Ben please, tell me, do you feel anything towards me?"

"Well, we'll see. Just let the love potion effects wear off."

I looked at him wide-eyed, "HUH?!"

"Washed off in the enchanted lake."

I blinked several times, my face going bright red, "S-so you meant everything that night?" Instead of replying he just hugged me, "Yes… please come back."

I smiled, "Okay." We walked back down, and I walked a few steps behind Ben, wanting to surprise my friends.

"Ben, is (Y/n) coming back? Did you find her upstairs?"

"I did… and I talked to her-"

I made my entrance, "Think you could get rid of me?" I spoke walking down the final few stairs.

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I took a deep breath standing on the balcony, standing beside Ben, his arm wrapped around my waist, "I-I can't. I can't be the queen of Auradon, but I can't turn my back on the Isle. A decision was made," I paused and took a deep breath, "to close the barrier forever and it was my idea, however, I was.. Wrong. I have learned, that you can't live in fear because it doesn't actually protect you from anything. It's impossible to know where the bad is going to come from and you never know where the heroes are going to come from either. Without my friends, Uma and her pirates, Auradon would be gone, and without Hades, Audrey would be gone. Everyone is capable of good and bad, no matter what side of the barrier we come from, which is why, if I am to be the queen of Auradon, I need to be the queen of the Isle too. It's time to take down the barrier forever."

The barrier was brought down and I smiled, placing my hand on my stomach, "And Evie, while I remember, I think my dress might need some adjustments."

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I'm ending this before I get carried away. I hope this is good as my first Descendants oneshot, the request form is up now on my bio, please request oneshots for Descendants.

FandomMas 2023 Masterlist

Day 1 - James Potter (Marauders)

Day 2- Greg Lestrade (BBC Sherlock)

Day 3 - Sherlock Holmes (BBC Sherlock)

Day 4 - Newt Scamander (Fantastic Beasts)

Day 5 - Athen Cykes (Ace Attorney)

Day 6 - Chili (Pokémon)

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Sunset Oneshot - Forgiveness, Can You Imagine?

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: Angst/Fluff

Reader's Relations: Sunset's gf

Reader's Pony Type: Unapplicable, cause human world

Warnings: mentions of cheating and teen pregnancy, swearing

Other notes: Don't ask how I thought of this, it just came to my head…. Also, for this oneshot, you, Sunset and Twilight (SciTwi) share a house. Also, I fully believe in the headcanon of Sunset and Sunburst being siblings. Also, lmk if you get the title reference

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I leaned back from the toilet after having thrown my guts up and took a deep breath before slowly standing up and washing my face.

"Y-you all right, (Y/n)?" Twilight asked standing up too from holding my hair back. I nodded, "Yeah, I feel fine now."

"Are you sure? This has been going on for a couple of weeks, maybe you should go to the doctor."

I shook my head, "I said I'm fine! Please Twi, just drop it. Trust me"

I walked out of the bathroom and bumped into Sunset, "You okay, (Y/n)?" I nodded, "Yeah… I'm fine, just going to get some food…" Before I could get down the hall, however, Sunset grabbed my wrist. I froze, knowing her power from the geode. She let go, "(Y-(Y/n)… Y-you're…" I knew what she was trying to say and I knew what she saw in my memories. I bit my lip and nodded, "I'm so sorry, Sun, I love you I promise, it was a drunken mistake. I know it was still wrong though and I understand if you never want to forgive me-"

She interrupted and pushed past me, "I-I need some time to think, (Y/n)," before walking out the front door. I literally collapsed onto the floor and sobbed, reprimanding myself for my drunken mistakes. I was surprised when I felt Twilight's hand on my shoulder, "You want to sit down somewhere more comfortable?" she asked, an apologetic smile on her face. I sadly nodded, "T-thanks, Twi, b-but aren't you going to shout at me too? I literally cheated on Sunset!"

She helped me stand up and wrapped an arm around my shoulder, "No. I know you were drunk at the time, a lot of mistakes happen when people are drunk, so I know that that part isn't your fault, but I am annoyed at you for letting yourself get drunk enough to have no clear thoughts."

About half an hour later, the door burst open, "WHAT HAPPENED?!"

I looked up from crying on Twilight's shoulder to see the rest of our friends lying on the ground, well everyone but Rarity, who was standing up out of the way. Clearly Rainbow had been the one to open the door, her being at the bottom of the pile.

The four in the pile stood up and walked into the living room, Rarity being the first one to rush over, "Oh Darling, what happened? You must simply tell us," she spoke, taking out her handkerchief to wipe my tears. I stifled a giggle at her antics and shook my head, pushing her away slightly, "I-I can't, you guys are going to hate me forever." In response to this Twilight wrapped an arm around me again and I snuggled into her.

"Sugarcube, there ain't anything you can tell us that would make us hate you."

I sighed, "Thanks, AJ, but I think this might."

"(Y/n), they'll forgive you, just like me and Sunset. Trust me." I tensed at the mention of Sunset's name and sighed, "I-I don't want to talk about it."

"Oooh! Let me guess! You got drunk a few weeks ago and ended up doing the (inset random Pinkie noises) with a guy and you ended up pregnant from it. Sunset worked it out and then she ran off knowing that the baby can't be hers cause of how Biology works, all she said was 'I need some time to think' and you took that as her wanting to break up with you, and Twilight is on your side and also knows you're pregnant and you were scared to tell us because you thought we'd take Sunset's side and hate you forever!"

I blinked several times as  the rest of our friends just stared at Pinkie, mouths open, Fluttershy spoke up, "I-I'm sure that's not it, right, (Y/n)?" I shook my head, "Actually…" I paused and took a deep breath, feeling Twilight squeeze my arm as a confidence boost, "Pinkie's pretty much spot on, the only thing wrong with her explanation was the fact Twilight didn't actually know I was pregnant until when Sunset worked it out." Fluttershy, Rarity, Dash and AJ just turned to me and I froze expecting them to be mad, but instead, they all hugged me, shocking me completely, "Y-you guys aren't mad?"

"No of course not! We're your friends, (Y/n), we support you through anything!"

I smiled and wiped my tears again, "Thanks Rainbow, but really? I mean, you guys have been friends with Sunset longer, so why are you taking my side?"

"I TOLD YOU I'M NOT READY TO TALK TO HER! PUT ME DOWN!" I looked to my friends before we all stood up and walked to the front door to see Sunburst walking towards the house, Sunset over his shoulder, her hitting his back, "PUT ME DOWN! YOU ABSOLUTE PEST! HOW MANY TIMES?"

"And you have to remember I am older than you."

"That doesn't give you the right to do this! I told you I-" Sunset was cut off when Sunburst put her down facing the front door where we were all standing. I bit my lip and refused to look Sunset in the face. She turned to her brother who gave her a stare before rolling her eyes and looking back at me and sighing, "(Y/n), c-can I talk to you, please?" I nodded slowly and the girls behind me moved, allowing me to let Sunset in. I led her up to my room and closed the door behind us, sitting down on the bed. Sunset walked over awkwardly and sat next to me. I decided to look at my lap, avoiding eye contact with her, prompting her to take my hand in her, "(Y/n), I'm sorry for the way I acted earlier, I-"

"No. Sunset, I'm the one that should be apologising! I was the one that cheated on you, you did nothing wrong, I'm so sorry," I interrupted her, tears falling from my eyes, "I'm the one that should be begging for forgiveness!"

"(Y/n), you deserve an apology too. I had a talk with Sunburst and he helped me realise that it wasn't your fault. What happened is that you got drunk and it's the alcohol's fault. I-If you'll have me back, I'd love to raise the child with you. It may be earlier than we planned, we're still in college, but still. I will always love you. I know we were going to adopt a child in need of a home, but maybe instead we could adopt a slightly older child than our original plan and get them to help out with the baby. That sound okay?" I looked at her through my tear-stained eyes, "R-really? Y-you're forgiving me? Sunset I love you so much!" I squeaked, hugging her, and knocking her down on my bed. She smiled and took my cheek in her hand kissing me, "I love you too, (Y/n). Want to go tell our friends?"

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Finally a mlp oneshot written…. I'm going to try and write oneshots for fandoms I haven't written for a while so next will be Hamilton if I can think of an idea.

Deductions or Doctor? - John x Reader

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Reader's Relations: Sherlock and Mycroft's Sister

Warnings: None

Other Notes: In this you're part of Scotland Yard (it's for a certain reason….)

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"THAT'S IT! I'm GOING to actually kill Lestrade next time I see him!" I shouted slamming the door to 221B Baker Street behind me and walking upstairs.

"And what's up with you?"

I ignored John's question and sat down on the sofa, starting to angrily tap my foot on the floor.

"It's clear. (Y/n) is distres-"

"Don't you bloody dare be a smart ass Sherlock, I'm not in the bloody mood for your deductions right now. If you want to know, I'm rather annoyed because every time there's an even remotely 'exciting' case, Lestrade is immediately 'Oh let's get Sherlock Holmes. He'll solve this for us', and it just pisses me off. I mean, seriously, what impression does it give the people of London if Scotland Yard can't even solve one bloody case, always getting you," I pointed directly to my brother at that moment before continuing, "to solve any case we get, like come on!"

"I see. So, Lestrade isn't actually the cause of your frustration, it's me."

I scoffed, "Don't be so damn full of yourself Sherlock! Not everything is about you!" I replied standing up and walking to the kitchen, "Do we have anything I can eat? I'm starving."

"Strange. Are you feeling okay, (Y/n)? Normally you don't eat much."

I smiled, "Thanks for the concern John. I'm not sure, you are right, I mean I guess I did throw up this morning and I was feeling a bit lightheaded today."

"Hmm."

"What exactly does 'hmm' mean?" John asked, to which I rolled my eyes, "That is a question that's never going to get an answer, John. One thing about Sherlock is that he never explains himself!"

"Well I'm about to if you let me speak, (Y/n)!" Sherlock interrupted, continuing to pace around the flat. I rolled my eyes, "You're not the doctor here, Sherlock! So if there's something wrong with me, then John's the one that would know, not you!" I retorted, continuing to tap my foot on the ground angrily.

"Please stop doing that, it's incredibly annoying when I'm trying to think."

"Oh shut it, Sherlock! Just go into your little 'Mind Palace' or whatever you call it. I am not in the mood for this!"

"Ahh, (Y/n), you're back. I had a feeling you'd be in a bad mood, so I made you your favourite."

I smiled and ceased my foot tapping, turning to the doorway, "Mrs Hudson, you are my saviour! I'm starving and this is exactly what I need right now." I walked up to her and took the tray, going to sit at the sofa, seeing as it was the only available space, as Sherlock's 'experiments' had taken over every other surface in the flat, and digging in. The food was great, however the glass of water that Mrs Hudson had given me tasted like wax and I reluctantly swallowed it, "Eeugh. That tastes disgusting."

"Hmm, further proof of my theory. John, take a sip of that water."

"Why should I? (Y/n) said it tasted disgusting, I'm not going to-"

John, it's for an experiment, taste the bloody water!" Sherlock snapped and John quickly walked over as I handed him the glass, continuing to eat the food.

"That tastes perfectly normal."

"Oh great… so there is something wrong with me… yay," I spoke out sarcastically. Sherlock turned to me, a smirk on his face, "Well, I wouldn't say 'wrong' (Y/n)… Although, I guess it depends on how you'd feel about becoming a mother," he whispered the last part to himself, but I still heard it, "What the bloody Hell are you talking about Sherlock?! I am not-"

"You're pregnant."

I burst out laughing, "You have GOT to be kidding Sherlock, there's no bloody way I could be pregnant! I don't even have a boyfriend for crying out loud!"

"That is irrelevant. Last night you arrived back late, after midnight to be specific, as I was still awake when you returned, working on a case, I'll have you know, and I heard your footsteps, then this morning there was a stench of alcohol coming from your room, and I noticed a glass of water and some pain killers on your bedside table this morning.-"

"I put those there, Sherlock, just stop showing off please, it's getting annoying. I'm the doctor here, if (Y/n) is pregnant, I'll be the one to be able to tell that, not you."

"All the signs are there, John. They're all there. Signs of first trimester pregnancy: Morning sickness, increase in appetite and food and drink tasting different."

"Then explain the 'how', Sherlock, my dear brother," I spoke, standing up and crossing my arms, "Let us hear your amazing theory of how the bloody Hell I can be pregnant without even having a damn boyf-"

"One night stand."

"I beg your pardon!" I squeaked, "Sherlock! I am your sister, OLDER sister to be precise, how bloody dare you!"

He just smirked at me, putting his hands together in front of his face, "I'm right though, aren't I?"

I sighed and sat back down on the sofa, "I guess it's a possibility. I did go to the bar last night to celebrate finishing the case, but one minute I am sitting at the bat having a beer, then the next thing I know I'm in some random guy's bed compete-"

"You don't need to finish that sentence, (Y/n)."

It was then that a mass surge of panic took over me, "What am I going to do?! I'm a highly respected Inspector at Scotland Yard, if this gets out to the Press it's going to ruin my whole career! I can already imagine the headlines 'Respected Scotland Yard Inspector (Y/n) Holmes Disgraced Due to Pregnancy!' I just don't know what to do!" I lay on my back on the sofa, my arm over my eyes, trying to hide the face I was crying from the two of them.

"We'll keep it a secret somehow, (Y/n)."

"How?! At the moment it's going to be easy, but it's going to get extremely hard once she starts showing, Sherlock! What's your plan then? Keep (Y/n) hidden forever?!"

"No," Sherlock replied, "It's simple, John you're a doctor, right?" John sighed and I rolled my eyes, as Sherlock continued, "Well, you can do check-ups on her when she needs them and then-"

"Sherlock, I'm an army doctor! I have no experience in childbirth!"

"That is true. In that case, we're going to have to change plan. John you will pretend to be (Y/n)'s boyfriend when she needs to go for check-ups or whatever, and when the baby is born, pretend that you're the father."

"Is that really a good idea? Why me specifically?"

Sherlock took a deep breath, "Well we can't let anyone else know, and I can hardly do it. She's my SISTER, John! That's just unsettling."

John sighed, "You're right," before turning back to me, "You alright with this, (Y/n)?" I nodded shyly, "I-I don't want this to ruin everything, but we're going to have to tell Mycroft at some point, Sherlock."

"No. Not a good idea. He'll just.. No."

"Sherlock! He deserves to know he's going to be an uncle in nine months!"

"Okay fine, but not right now."

"Okay."

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"You feeling okay, (Y/n)?" John asked, rubbing my back as we sat in the waiting room, "This is your last check-up."

"I know. I've just been thinking. Amelia really deserves to have a father figure in her life and…"

"Y-you want me to be a father figure to her?!"

I nodded, a smile on my face, "Would you do that for me, John?"

Before he had a chance to respond, a nurse came over, "Miss Holmes, Doctor Matthews is ready for you now." I nodded and turned back to John. Taking a deep breath, I grabbed his cheeks and kissed him before standing up and following the nurse off, scared of what John's reaction was going to be.

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I smiled and thanked Doctor Matthews before leaving her office and walking back out to the waiting room. I saw John sitting in the same place he'd been before and when he spotted me, he stood up and walked straight up to me, grabbing my upper arms and kissing me. I blinked out of surprise but soon melted into it.

"Y-you like me back?" I asked, swallowing the lump in my throat. He nodded in response and I smiled, leaning my head on his shoulder, "That makes me happy. I take it you want to to be Amelia's father figure then?"

John's only response was kissing me again, which I took as a yes, as the two of us left the hospital, John hailing a taxi back to Baker Street for us. When we got upstairs, I sat on the sofa and John came to sit next to me. I immediately snuggled into his side the best I could with my growing stomach and smiled, feeling him wrap an arm around me.

"Now this is strange because I don't actually know, what is going on with you two?"

I giggled and gave John a 'You want to tell him or should I?' look, to which he spoke, "Sherlock, I'm dating your sister, and there's nothing you can say to stop me."

Sherlock blinked in response, "Well then, I wish you both luck, but John, you hurt my sister, you're dead to me."

"Got it, Sherlock."

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Sitting alone in the flat, again I was bored, shooting at the small target that I'd put up on the wall to shoot at. However, soon I heard the door being opened and I smiled, knowing I wasn't alone anymore, however that smile soon faltered when I saw who had walked through the door. I immediately stood up and changed my grip on the gun, "what do you want, Moriarty? You know I can just call Sherlock right now to tell him you're here. I'm sure he'd love to finally catch you!"

He just chuckled, "Nothing this time, I was just passing by and thought I might come to say hello."

I gulped as he walked closer to me, continuing to speak, "I was also thinking of what a useful purpose you could have to me."

"What are you-" before I could finish, he'd placed a pair of glasses on my face and I lost control of my own body.

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I awoke in a strange room that I didn't recognise for the first few minutes, until I realised it was my childhood bedroom.

"Why am I here?"

"Don't you see it? You're bait."

"What for?"

I started shaking from nerves as I heard that evil chuckle again, "Oh dear… I guess you're not the same as your brother then… Can't you deduce why?"

I sighed, knowing fine well, "Sherlock. You're using me as bait to lead him to you."

"Correct."

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"Sherlock? Your phone buzzed."

"Hmm, can you read it for me."

Instead, John just threw it on my lap, "Read your own texts." I picked my my phone and my eyes widened, "John, come with me now," I spoke hastily, standing up and grabbing my coat, seeing that John hadn't moved, "Come on."

"Are you going to tell me?"

I rolled my eyes, "It's Lestrade, (Y/n) has been taken somewhere."

"W-what? How does Lestrade know?"

"This," I replied showing him my phone, on it was a picture of a note, that Lestrade had sent along with the text, the note explaining that (Y/n) had been kidnapped as well as a code to her location.

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

"(Y/n)! We found you!"

I looked up to see Sherlock, with John and Mycroft both behind him. I smiled thankful they'd found me but then remembered, "You three need to get out of here. Moriarty is-"

"-Right here with you all. Now back up from her."

My heart started pounding again as Sherlock backed off, John and Mycroft doing the same, as Moriarty walked closer to me allowing me to stand up, "Now, Sherlock, I see you fell for it, now this is going to be your downfall. At the hands of your own sister."

"What are you talking about?"

Moriarty turned back to me, placing a gun in my hands and smiling evilly, as I then felt metal on the back of my neck, "This. You shoot one of them, and I'll let the other three of you go free," as he spoke I started to formulate ideas in my head of how to get out of this one of which being…, "If you shoot yourself, I'll let all three of them go, and if you choose not to shoot anyone, then I'll shoot you."

Again, I thought of something, but Moriarty had already realised I thought of it, "And, if you shoot me, you'll all be shot too."

I gulped and thought for a moment, before I heard three voices;

"(Y/n), shoot me, they're your brothers," John.

"(Y/n), shooting Mycroft is the better idea, then you will be able to live yourself," Sherlock.

"Don't be ridiculous (Y/n). You should do us all a favour and shoot our little brother." Mycroft.

My heart started pumping faster, and I spoke, "So… just weighing my options here," I paused and pointed the gun towards Mycroft, "There's the older brother who pretended I was invisible for 5 years, but if it weren't for him I wouldn't have my dream job of working in Scotland Yard," I then pointed it towards John, "The love of my life and the best friend I have ever had," and finally at Sherlock, "And the younger brother, who makes the whole of Scotland Yard look like idiots whenever he solves a case, as well as being an arrogant psycopath."

"I think you'll find it's 'Highly Functioning Sociopath'," Sherlock spoke out to which I rolled my eyes, blinking back the tears as well, "Now is not the time for this, Sherlock, I don't care right now what you want to call yourself."

I took a deep breath, "I have made my decision, but before I do this, please, let John and Mycroft go. I don't want to them to see this." My heart was pounding heavily and for once, Sherlock showed emotion, fear and surprise were in his eyes.

"Very well," Moriarty spoke, and I felt the metal leave my neck. While he was opening the door, letting John and Mycroft leave, I turned my attention to Sherlock, "Sher, on the count of three, run."

"What?"

"Run. On 3."

"What about you?"

"I know what I'm doing, just trust me on this, please." He nodded as Moriarty walked back and I felt the gun on my neck again. I took a deep breath.

"I'm waiting."

As my heart was pounding, I pointed the gun in my hands at Sherlock, mouthing out to him, "3, 2, 1."

"RUN!" As he ran I felt a gunshot, however, I felt neither a bullet hit me nor any pain. I smirked at Moriarty's confused face, as I punched him, running out after Sherlock, making sure to bring the gun that had been in my hands with me.

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Once I'd ran out, I found John and Mycroft, but before anything could be said, a gunshot was heard, causing the three of us to grow silent.

"She didn't… did she?"

"Probably, knowing (Y/n). She told me to run, and not look back, so…"

"Oh well, I wouldn't be so sure. You might want to look behind you."

YOUR POV

I smirked as I walked up to the three of them, a smile on my face seeing their confused faces, "You boys okay?"

"How did you escape? We heard a gunshot."

I smirked and pecked John on the lips, "You should learn never to underestimate me. I realised the gun that I had to shoot one of you with didn't have any bullets in it at all, so while Moriarty was letting you two out, I switched the guns, so the one I had had bullets, and the one pressed against my neck didn't. That way when I told you to run I wouldn't be hurt when I was shot after letting all three of you survive. Oh and… you should probably know, Mycroft, but you're going to be an uncle soon."

"I guessed that, there's no way you could gain that much weight in that short of a period of time."

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I smiled as I now held Isabella in my arms. She looked just like me, something that I was thankful about.

"How are you feeling, (Y/n)?"

I looked up and smiled at John, "Much better now you're here. How are Sherlock and Mycroft holding up?"

"You don't want to know what's going on out there. Seriously, they're both at each other's throats about who is going to be a better uncle."

I giggled as John came and sat down, smiling, "Yeah… that sounds like my brothers, you want to hold your daughter?" John just looked at me in confusion, "but sh-"

"No biologically, but you're her father figure, John. Plus, she's going to grow up believing you are her father, so may as well let you know-" before I could finish, he'd kissed me, "Okay, I get the idea, but on that point. I-I have a question for you, (Y/n). Will you marry me?" he asked, kneeling down beside the hospital bed and pulling a small velvet box from his pocket, opening it to reveal a ring. I felt myself tearing up and tried to blink them back, "YES!" John let out a sigh of relief and perched on the side of the bed, leaning down and pecking me on the lips before placing the ring on my finger.

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And here we go. I admit this worked better in my head….

BECAUSE I LOVE YOU! - Grell x Reader

Also, because you're a reaper, you have bright green eyes, like all the others, okay? Okay. We can get going with the oneshot

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"Oh, Bassy!"

Not again. I sighed to myself. I'd been best friends with Grell and that fact had led me to develop a crush on him. However, it broke my heart every time he went after his 'Sweet Sweet Bassy'. Why do you have to be so oblivious? Every single time that we bumped into Sebastian and the young Lord Phantomhive, Grell would always get distracted from whatever it was that he was supposed to be doing, usually work, and constantly try to get Sebastian to kiss him, being denied every single time. This would result in me hopping off away and continuing what I was supposed to be doing; collecting souls.

Why hadn't Grell ever got in trouble for not doing his work? Because every time I sneaked off while he was distracted by Sebastian, I took his workbook (You know what I mean right? The little books that say all the souls that need to be collected?) and did his portion of work for him, therefore, he didn't get in trouble with William. I only did it because A, he was my friend and B, because I had a crush on him.

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I sighed to myself. I was in the middle of a busy night, Geez, lots of people due to die tonight, huh? I thought to myself, scoring of a name in my workbook. I had a couple of hours until the next one was due to die so, I decided to take a break. I leaned against a building and caught my breath, Being a grim reaper is hard work. I slowly let my mind drift to Grell, for once, we hadn't been sent out together, we'd been sent out on our separate ways, and I soon felt tears pricking my eyes.

"(Y/n)? Is that you?"

I turned towards the voice to see Sebastian and Lord Phantomhive, "Yes, wh-wait, why are you out here in the middle of the night?! You should be asleep!"

"I could say the same for you, (Y/n)."

"I'm working. So, answer my question."

"Working on a case, that's all."

"Miss (Y/n), if you don't mind my asking, why are you crying?" Sebastian asked, making me freeze up and quickly wipe my tears from my bright green eyes, "None of your business. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have work to do and you have a case to solve, goodbye," I replied before hopping off, not hearing the Earl's command for Sebastian to follow me. Hence, when I felt a hand on my should and that demonic chuckle, I was both confuse and shocked.

"Miss (Y/n), I'm afraid the Young Master has given me orders not to let you go until you explain what's wrong to the two of us. Come on." I eventually gave up struggling as he dragged me back to where Ciel was waiting for him.

"Well done, Sebastian. Now, (Y/n) tell us what's wrong."

"No, you may be Sebastian's master but you're not mine. Therefore you can't tell me what to do."

"(Y/n), we're trying to help. What's up?"

"Fine. Although, I don't know how much help you'll be. So, I'll put this in a theoretical situation. So, say I had this friend, who's always flirting with someone else and yet I have a crush on said friend. What would I do?"

I noticed Sebastian chuckling while the Earl was smirking, but it was the butler that spoke up first, "You're talking about Grell aren't you, (Y/n)?"

"Why would I be? Also, what gave you that idea?!" I replied, my face heating up in redness from embarrassment.

"You know, (Y/n). There is a way that we can help with your problem."

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The next day, which should really have been my day off, was spent babysitting Grell, again. This is why I hate you, William. Why do I have to babysit him?! If we bump in Lord Phantomhive today, then Grell'll go crazy in love over him again, making me feel even worse. I growled to myself, following Grell around when suddenly, he grabbed my hand and dragged me off somewhere, "Oh Bassy!" Of course. I felt tears brimming my eyes but I wiped them away quickly, not wanting Grell to see.

He'd soon caught up to the Earl and his butler, immediately letting go of my hand and hugging Sebastian, "Oh Bassy! Please, just one little kiss?!"

"Grell, please. Get off of me!"

I sighed again to myself, You know what. I don't care if William gives me overtime for not looking after Grell. I can't stand this anymore. I picked my death scythe back up before hopping up onto the rooftops and running off.

CIEL'S POV (For like 2 minutes)

The minute that I saw (Y/n) running off, I knew it was time to put our plan into action.

"Sebastian. Carry out the plan."

"Yes, My Lord," he replied, dragging Grell off, much to the red-headed reaper's satisfaction, "Oh, Bassy! Do I get what I wanted now?"

GRELL'S POV (Also for like 2 minutes)

"Bassy, where are you taking me?"

"Somewhere. We need to talk Grell."

"Ooh, I like where this is going, Bassy!"

He soon let go of me, unfortunately, "Bassy! So, what are we going to do now?"

"We're going to talk, Grell. (Y/n) has feelings for you. She loves you and seeing you going after me is hurting her on the inside. Have you not ever wondered why your work ever gets done without you actually doing it? It's because whenever you get distracted by me, she takes your workbook from your pocket and dows your work as well as yours."

"Bassy, explain it to me!"

"(Y/n) loves you, you oblivious fool."

My eyes widened, "She does?!" Bassy nodded, "Yes."

"Do you know where she went?"

"Unfortunately, no, she ran off when she saw you going after me, again. Finding her and getting her to forgive you is your problem, Goodday, Grell," he replied before walking off. It was then that I felt something inside of me, "(Y/n)! I'm coming going to play a little game of hide and seek!"

YOUR POV

I ended up running all the way back to the Grim Reaper Headquatres (If this isn't what it's called, please tell me.) and entered, running up to my office and closing the door behind me before flopping down in my chair, crying. Why? Why can't he just see?! Why can't he see I love him!?

I was knocked from my thoughts by the door to my office being burst open, "Oh, (Y/n)!"

"What do you want, Grell? Also haven't you heard of a thing called knocking?!"

"(Y/n)! I love you!" he shouted, running up to my desk and lifting me from my chair, hugging me and spinning me around in the air.

"Grell! Put me down!"

He did so and I grumbled at him, "What?"

"I said, I love you, (Y/n)!"

"You think I'm going to believe you? After all this time of you going after Sebastian, I-I don't know whether I should forgive you," I spoke, turning away from him and going to sit back in my chair.

"But, (Y/n)! I'm telling the truth!"

"Really? Then why didn't you tell me earlier!?" I shouted, standing back up and slamming my hands down on my desk, tears coming to my eyes, "All this time, I've been pining for you, only for you to keep ignoring me and going after Sebastian!"

"(Y/n), I didn't know you felt that way! I'm sorry! Please forgive me!"

I wiped the tears that had fallen and smirked, "Prove it."

"What?!"

"Prove to me that you love me! Why are you so oblivious?!"

The minute I'd said that Grell had wrapped his arms around me and was leaning in to kiss me, "With pleasure!" before he did. I didn't kiss him back at first, but once I thought that he'd proved it enough, I did, wrapping my arms around his neck. We eventually broke off and when we did, I spoke up, "I love you, Grell."

"I love you too, (Y/n)."

Oh yea it’s all coming together

Professor Sycamore Oneshot - Thank You?

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: Fluff

Reader's Relations: None

Reader’s Home Region: Kalos

Reader’s Pokémon Team: Froakie (others up to you/unmentioned)

Warnings: None

Other notes: None

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“SOPHIE! Where are you?!” I shouted, coming out of the room where the injured and sick Pokémon were.

“Oh, hello, (Y/n). Need something?” I turned around to see the girl in question walking up to me, a Chespin by her side. 

“How could you? You said you’d keep it a secret!” I shouted again, not caring if anyone else heard us, I was annoyed and Sophie deserved what was coming.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, (Y/n). Seriously, why has got you so mad?”

I took a deep breath, muttering, “Clear skies, clear skies,” to myself before turning back to Sophie, “I told you to keep m crush a secret! Why did you tell him?!”

“Oh that… It’s for your own good, (Y/n). Trust me.”

“How is telling someone who is never in a million years going to like me in the same way that I like him that I have a crush on him ‘for my own good’?! I thought you were my friend, Sophie! This is why the professor’s been ignoring me because he doesn’t want to speak to me!” At this, my Froakie, who had been watching the scene play out from my feet sent a water gun right in Sophie’s face. 

“(Y/n), please stop shouting! Unless you want the whole of Lumiose City to hear you!” Sophie spoke, wiping the worst of the water from her face. 

“And what is going on here?”

We both turned on our heels, Froakie jumping on my shoulder, to see Professor Sycamore standing there, a look of disappointment on his face, Gabby standing behind him. I felt my face turn red at the realisation that he’d heard our argument and looked down at my feet, neither me nor Sophie saying a word.

“I will ask you again, why were you arguing?”

Again I stayed quiet, continuing with my newfound fascination with the floor, still annoyed at Sophie for letting the proverbial Meostic out of the bag, but I still didn’t want to admit it to the Professor’s face that I had a massive crush on him.

“Well, I see neither of you will talk, if I hear anything about any arguments for the rest of the day, you’ll have to be shut in a room together until you learn to get along.”

I nodded, Sophie doing the same, and Professor Sycamore turned around, giving Gabby a pat on the muzzle, before turning back around to face us, “Oh, and (Y/n), I need to speak with you, alone.” The last word seemed to be directed towards Gabby, as the friendly Garchomp nodded, allowing Froakie to jump on her shoulder, and walked off in a different direction. I let out an involuntary gulp and nodded, “Yes Professor, of course.” even though I knew fine well why he wanted to talk to me, I could already hear it in my head, (Y/n), I know you have a ‘crush’ on me, so to speak, however, this is a professional setting, and I am your boss, and that’s all I will ever be. We soon reached his office and the door was closed behind me.

“(Y/n), do you have any idea why I wanted to speak to you?”

I gulped, before taking a deep breath in, “Listen, just let me say this, Professor. I am so sorry! I know it’s unprofessional of me to have a crush on you when you’re my boss, but I can’t help it. I-” I was cut off when he placed a finger on my lips, causing my eyes to widen as he leaned into my ear, whispering, “I can think of better things for your mouth to be doing right now than these apologies.”

I felt my face turn the same colour as the inside of a Fennekin’s ears and my eyes widened but before I could say anything, Professor Sycamore had kissed me, pinning me against the closed door. It was short, but once he broke away, he leaned into my ear again, “I think you should go and thank Sophie." I just stood there, perplexed, lifting a finger to my lips, “A-am I dreaming right now?”

The professor just chuckled, moving his hands to hold my hips, “Need me to confirm that this is reality?” I slowly nodded and he leaned closer, kissing me again.

“Definitely not dreaming. Professor, what does this make us?”

“Well, after what Sophie told me, I was hoping you’d like to be my girlfriend.”

My eyes widened again, “I’d love to be your girlfriend. I-is that all, Professor? I need to go and check on some of the injured Pokémon.”

“One thing. From now on, call me Augustine, Ma Cherie.”

I felt my cheeks tint again at the nickname, and nodded, “Will do Augustine.” With a final goodbye, I turned around and left his office.

“Someone’s happy.”

“Oh be quiet, Sophie. I-I’m sorry for both shouting at and doubting you and also thank you.”

“You’re welcome. So, can I be a bridesmaid at the wedding?”

I felt my face flare up bright red again, “SOPHIE! TOO EARLY FOR THAT!”

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Here’s just some fluff. I have another idea that I will be writing probably either later tonight or tomorrow…

could you maybe do an ellie/arnold oneshot? from fireman sam

I don’t write ship oneshots, sorry friend. I don’t feel comfortable writing ships…