Sirius Oneshot - Protection And Pranks

Chase Oneshot - Guard Dog... Literally

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: Fluff

Reader's Relations: None

Warnings: None?

Other notes: You are a dog in this, specifically a German Shepherd, like Chase

-----------------------RYDER'S POV

"Ryder, there's a small pup stuck up on the roof of the salon! Please come and help."

I nodded, "No pup is to stuck, no pup is too small, Katie!"

She smiled and hung up, as I sorted out on the pup-pad, calling the Paw Patrol to the lookout tower.

"Paw Patrol ready for action Ryder, Sir!"

"Thanks for getting here so quickly, pups. This time we've got a case of a pup stuck on the roof of Katie's salon. For this rescue, I'll need Chase! I need you to put your net underneath where the pup is in case it falls."

"Chase is on the case!"

"And Marshall, I'll need your ladder to get up on the roof to rescue the little one, okay?"

"Ready for a ruff ruff rescue!"

"Paw Patrol is on a roll!"

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

It was safe to say I was terrified, I was scared of heights and being up on top of a building, wasn't fun for me. I got even more terrified when I heard sirens and voices calling out, "Right Chase! Get your net out and under that pup!"

"Yes sir, Ryder sir! *Bark* Net!" And a net came out from the little car thing the pup was driving, deploying right underneath where I was.

"Marshall, use your ladder and climb up to the roof and help that pup." The dalmatian pup nodded and drove over, before activating a ladder and climbing up to me, "Hey there! I'm Marshall, come on, let's get you down from here, huh?" I shied away, as I wasn't very trusting of anyone, after being abandoned, and Marshall turned around, "Ryder! The pup won't move!"

"Hm, that's not good. Time to call for backup! Skye, can you hear me? I need you and your harness here stat, the pup is terrified."

I was unable to hear the reply from the other end, but soon I felt something wrap around me and I was lifted into the air, being brought down to the ground, where I was approached by the only human in the team of pups, "Hey there... shh it's okay, I'm not here to hurt you." He slowly walked closer, showing that he was no threat and I cautiously approached him, sniffing his outstretched hand, before licking it to show I trusted him.

"Do you have a name?"

I shook my head, "No...I-I was abandoned."

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"Pups, I'd like to introduce you to the newest member of the Paw Patrol, (Y/n)!" I came out from behind him, nervously to see the pups all there. The six of the immediately ran over and gave me a group hug. However, a few days later, on my very first mission, I managed to sprain my paw, meaning I wasn't allowed to stand up for too long in case of damaging it more, and this led me to just be watching the rest of the Paw Patrol running around and having fun while I just had to lie in the shade and do nothing. I sighed and laid my hair down on my good front paw deciding just to have a sleep, but before I could fall asleep I felt a presence beside me, I looked up to see Chase, sitting side me as if he was guarding me.

"Chase? What are you doing? Don't you want to have fun with the others?"

He shook his head, "As a police dog it's my duty to protect you until you are back to your normal self." I smiled, "Thanks, Chase, but seriously, you don't need to worry about me, it's not like anyone's going to want anything with me, I've already been abandoned once, I'm only here because Ryder felt sorry for me and took pity on me, like I feel redundant. Seriously, Marshall's already kind off a medic pup too, what's the use of having two?"

Chase laid down beside me, and sighed, "(Y/n), you are useful, don't ever think otherwise. It's like when Ryder found me in Adventure City he said that 'he chose me because I was the bravest pup he'd ever seen,' but I can say that you are the bravest pup I've ever met."

I smiled a bit, "Thanks, Chase, but it's not true, you were there when I had to be rescued, I wouldn't even go down Marshall's ladder to get down to the ground, I had to be lifted because I was so terrified!" I replied looking away from him and sighing. Chase just nuzzled me, "That's understandable that you'd be scared, (Y/n)."

"I know that, but any normal pup, or person, would just climb down the ladder, but not me... And then I had to go and get hurt on my first mission, I shouldn't even be here, Chase."

---------------CHASE'S POV

"Paw Patrol ready for-wait where's (Y/n) gone?! This is bad, I'm a terrible guard dog! I promised I'd guard he-"

"Chase calm down. That's actually why I called you all here. Mayor Goodway said she saw her running into the woods."

"That's not good! But can't you just track her with her pup-tag?"

Ryder shook his head, "Unfortunately not, I tried that, but it just led me just outside the lookout tower, where I found here pup-tag. So or this mission, I'll need Skye! I need your eyes in the skies!"

"Let's take to the skies!"

"And Spy Chase! I'll need your megaphone to call for her."

"Spy Chase is in the case!"

"Marshall, I'll need you to take (Y/n)'s medical kit for when we find her to check on her paw."

"I'm fired up!"

"Paw Patrol is on a roll!"

YOUR POV

Hidden in a cave, I just sobbed, thinking to myself and wishing my paw would heal. I sighed, Maybe I should have waited for it to heal before running away... 

"(Y/n)! (Y/n), where are you?!" I froze hearing Chase's voice presumably from his megaphone, "(Y/n)! If you can hear me, please come out! We're all worried for you! Please!"

Instead of responding, I just stayed put, not really wanting to be found until I had to be.

CHASE'S POV

"Ryder, I found paw prints!"

"That's great Chase! Skye, follow the prints from the air and we'll follow from the ground! Marshall follow us!"

"You got it Ryder!"

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

"(Y/n)! (Y/n) thank goodness you're alright!"

I sighed and turned around, avoiding eye contact with Chase, "Oh, so you found me."

"(Y/n)!"

"Ooh yay, now you're going to drag me back. Just my lucky day!" I responded rolling my eyes, "Just leave me ALONE!"

"(Y/n) may I take a look at your paw?"

I shied away and shook my head, "Just get away from me! This is all your fault!"

"W-what? What do you mean?"

"You're both a medic pup and a fire pup it's not fair you get to be both! I just feel redundant because I feel like I have nothing to do because you can do the same thing that is my job!" I shouted, standing up and putting my foot, well paw down, forgetting about the pain, and immediately regretted it, starting to whine more. Marshall took a deep breath before coming closer, "(Y/n), please we need to check that you haven't damaged your paw more, trust me, I'm only using your equipment." I took a deep breath, "Fine," before holding my paw out to him. He barked in content and smiled at me, taking my paw in his before, "X-ray!"

Throughout the time that Marshall was examining my paw and helping me out, I noticed Chase sitting there, a jealous look on his face and quietly growling at the scene he was witnessing in from of him.

CHASE'S POV

I continued growling at the scene in front of me, watching Marshall helping (Y/n) out, her paw in his as he rebandaged it up.

"What's up Chase?"

"It's nothing. Just that," I responded pointing with my paw to the scene in front of us, causing Skye to chuckle, "You love her, don't you?"

"So what? It's not like she'd feel the same anyway."

"What makes you say that?"

"I know she just thinks of me as a brother, and nothing more."

"Hmm, I don't know... She was whispering some very interesting things to herself that might say otherwise.... But keep telling yourself that..." Skye replied before walking off. 

YOUR POV

"Thanks, Marshall! And... I'm sorry for shouting at you earlier."

"Nah, it's fine! And you're welcome, (Y/n)! Just happy to help."

"Now we should get you back home, (Y/n)." I nodded and walked up to Ryder, allowing him to pick me up and place me on his bike thing, as we returned back to the lookout, where I was swiftly knocked down in a hug by Rocky, Rubble and Zuma.

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Again, I sighed as I lay down in my doghouse/pup-vehicle, as due to my running off I'd hurt my paw more, meaning I wasn't able to walk.

"Guard Chase is on the case!"

I giggled, "Chase, you don't have to guard me."

"Yes I do. I'm not letting you run away from me again." Once he'd said that, he immediately averted his eyes from me, "I-I mean, I'm not letting you run away from 'us' again." I giggled again, "Sure... can you bend down though for me?"

"Huh?"

"Just do it."

He chuckled at my tone before smiling and lying down facing me. I returned the smile and lifted my head up a bit, careful not to hurt my paw any more, and licked his nose, causing a blush to erupt on his face, well, as well as a pup can blush before rubbing my muzzle against his, "Love ya."

"Huh? You do? I thought that..."

"I thought of you as a brother? Nope."

"You have no idea how happy that makes me."

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"Well, your paw's good to go (Y/n)! You're all healed!"

My face lit up, "Really?" and Marshall nodded, "Yup! You can run about as much as you want!"

"All right! This pup is ready to rock!" I exclaimed bouncing up and down before starting to run free, "Aw yes! This is so good!" I smiled widely and ran straight up to Chase, pouncing on him and licking his muzzle and face.

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

Finished it... wow this took longer than expected... and I'll try not to write anymore Paw Patrol oneshots, but if you guys want em, I'll try think of more I suppose....

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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

I think I’m going to end this here before I get carried away….

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Reader's Relations: Sherlock's girlfriend of a few years

Warnings: None?

Other Notes: I know it's only August, but I thought of this and wanted to write it so… also, this is set a few years after the events of s4…. Mainly for a certain thing that I wanna do with this oneshot. Also, you work at Scotland Yard for this, and I know you did for the last oneshot I wrote, but it's for a bit at the end.

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I smiled as I looked up at Sherlock, getting a glare in return which caused me to giggle, "Come on Sherly, it's Christmas, if you back out of seeing your parents today I'll never forgive you."

"Fine," he replied, knocking on the door as the smile returned to my face and I leaned up, pecking Sherlock's cheek, just as the door was opened, "Oh Sherlock! It's lovely to see you again! And (Y/n)! It's great to see you too! And this must be Amelia, you've grown since the last time I've seen you."

Amelia, our five-year-old daughter, stuck her head out from behind my leg and waved, causing me to giggle and bend down, picking her up, which then prompted her to hide her face in my neck. I looked back to Sherlock's mother and responded, "It's great to see you too, Merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas to you too, Dear. Now why don't you come on in?" she replied, stepping out of the way and allowing us to come in, closing the door behind us.

"Can I be of any help?"

"Oh nonsense, Dear. You're the guest, it's not right to ask for help from you."

"I'm the one offering. Plus, I have a feeling I know what's going to go down in there," I responded, pointing to the living room where I could already hear Sherlock and Mycroft at each other's throats.

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"(Y/n), please, don't be greedy."

I rolled my eyes, "Shut up, Sherly. You can't tell me what to do!"

"It's alright, Dear. There's plenty of food for everyone, have as much as you want."

I smirked and turned back to Sherlock, placing another sprout on my plate, adding to the pile of what was already 5, "See! Even your own mother agrees with me!"

Sherlock just shook his head and muttered, "Remind me why I decided to ask you out again?"

I elbowed him, "Because deep down in that lump of ice called a 'heart' you love me Sherly, and I love you too," I replied, pecking his cheek.

"Eww!"

I giggled and turned to Amelia who was sitting across from me, between her uncle and grandfather, "Something wrong, Honey?"

"I don't want to watch this!"

I let out a small laugh, "You'll find love yourself one day, Amelia, and then you'll have your children doing the same."

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Soon it was time for everyone to open presents and everyone was happy with theirs, but there was one more left. I took a deep breath and held out the box to Sherlock, "Last one. This is from me."

He smiled and took the box, starting to unwrap it at a slow pace, which made me get impatient and more nervous than I already was, but soon, he'd got the paper off and opened the box. I giggled as his face turned to confusion, an emotion not usually found in the great Sherlock Holmes, "(Y/n) why have you given me tiny little knitted boots? And a photo?"

"Not just any photo, Sherly."

He looked closer at it and I could see the cogs turning in his head before seeing the lightbulb, "Amelia's getting a little sibling isn't she?" I smiled and nodded, "Yup… You're right." I then remembered something. Smirking, I held my hand out to Mycroft, who begrudgingly placed a £10 note in my hand. I retracted my hand and placed the note in my coat pocket, before noticing Sherlock's still confused face, "What?"

I giggled, "Bet whether you'd work it out or whether I would have to tell you."

"And how did Mycroft know before you told me?! I'm your husband!" I bit my lip, "He caught me knitting the-did you just say 'husband'?"

Sherlock's eyes widened and I heard chuckling from my other side, "You've got to ask her now."

Sherlock took a deep breath, and fiddled around in his coat pockets for a while, before pulling something out, "(Y/n), I know I'm not the best with feelings and everything, calling them unnecessary and pointless at times (There's an easter egg for those Ace Attorney fans out there that might read this), but since I met you, that changed, you melted the wall that was around my heart and I love you, but I guess what I'm trying to ask is, will you marry me?" he spoke, opening the small box, revealing a ring as he got down on one knee in front of me. I gasped in surprise and nodded as tears came down my cheeks.

------------------A few weeks later

"Detective (L/n). Have a good Christmas?"

I nodded, "Yup! You know something, Greg, probably the best Christmas of my life! Also, you're not gonna be calling me that for much longer."

"What do you mean?" the Detective Inspector replied, causing me to snigger as I lifted my left hand up to his face, "I'm engaged!" A smile appeared on his face as he hugged me, "Good on you, (Y/n)."

"Are you ever going to tell me who the lucky guy is that stole your heart?"

I smirked, debating it, "Maybe. Or I might just make you wait till the wedding date for you to see…"

"Are you ready to go, (Y/n)?" I looked to the doorway to see Sherlock standing there, with a smile plastered on his face. I nodded and stood up from my desk, walking up to him. I kissed his lips and smiled, "Let's go!"

"SHERLOCK HOLMES!? (Y/n)! You have some explaining to do!" I heard Greg shouting after me as I walked out of the Scotland Yard building, arm in arm with Sherlock.

2023 FandomMas Day 4 - Newt Scamander

Fandom: Fantastic Beasts

Prompt: None

Reader's Relations: Newt’s girlfriend

Other Notes: This is set in the modern day by the way,

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“Oh come on, Pickett. There’s no need for that attitude.”

I just giggled as the bowtruckle in question stuck his tongue out at Newt, blowing a raspberry, causing him to look in my direction, “What?”

“It’s cute. You treat your creatures like children. I wonder what you’d be like with actual children, Newt,” I replied, leaning over and pecking his cheek, wrapping my arms around him. I broke off when I felt a weight on my shoulder and looked to my left to see Pickett sitting there, glaring at Newt, causing me to giggle again at his protests, “Pickett, going to (Y/n) won’t help your case.”

“Come on, Newt. It’s hard to stay mad at him when he’s this cute,” I spoke, letting Pickett ride on my shoulder as I walked over to the baby nifflers, hearing Newt muttering something about Pickett favouring me. After feeding the nifflers I walked back over to Newt, “I’m sure Pickett still loves you. I’d probably just call it a ‘phase’ that he’s being grumpy with you. I have a feeling he’ll be back to riding in your pocket in a few weeks, or even before then.”

I gave him another peck on the cheek and turned around, walking towards the stairs so I could go and get some food for myself, having been down with all the creatures all day. Just as I got to the bottom of the stairs, I felt Newt grab my wrist, “(Y/n), about what you said earlier… what did you mean about the whole ‘children’ thing?”

“Oh, I was just stating that you treat the creatures like your children and that I was wondering if you’d treat human children the same,” I replied, wrapping my arms around his neck, and leaning into his ear, “Because I think you’d be a great father.”

Without another word, I left him there completely stunned as to what I was implying as I made my way up the stairs and into the kitchen to get some food. A few minutes later, just as I was getting a plate out, I felt arms wrap around my waist. Now, if it hadn’t been 10 o-clock at night, and we hadn’t made sure that all the doors and windows were locked, I probably would have screamed, but due to the gently touch and the fact that I knew there was only one person who would dare to wrap their arms around my waist, I didn’t.

“Hey, Newt. Did you need something?” I asked, turning around after I placed the plate down on the bench, wrapping my arms around his neck.

“Not entirely, but I would like you to tell me something. What exactly were you implying earlier? When you said I’d be a good father?”

I giggled, my heart rate increasing at the fact that he was starting to work out what I meant/what I wanted, “I meant exactly what I said. You’d be a great father, Newt, and honestly,” I paused and bit my lip, not wanting to tell him what I was trying to tell him because I knew he already felt like all his creatures were his ‘children’ I was unsure whether he’d  want human children around too, but I put the thoughts aside and continued, “I want to have kids.”

I muttered it more to myself than him and looked down, avoiding eye contact with him, so I didn’t have to see his reaction, leading me to be extremely surprised and let out a scream when Newt picked me up, causing me to tighten my grip around his neck, “Newton Artemis Fido Scamander! Put me down!”

“I understand now, (Y/n), and we’re not going to have children if we just stand around her waiting.”

I gasped and realised what he meant, causing my face to turn red as he continued to carry me up to our shared bedroom.

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“Thank you, Queenie, but how did you know?” I spoke, placing the small white knitted boots to one side so I could fold up the wrapping paper, “We haven’t even told anyone yet.”

“Oh, Honey, I can read your mind remember?” Queenie replied, “You shouldn’t have been thinking about it the last time you saw us.” I mentally slapped myself at forgetting the fact that Queenie was a legillimens and smiled, standing up and placing the small boots in the draw where I’d put the first ultrasound of mine and Newt’s baby. I returned to the living room to see Newt and Theseus talking to each other in a corner of the room, the latter grasping the former’s other arms.

NEWT’S POV

“You’ve got this, just ask her. What could go wrong?”

“She could say no. Theseus, you don’t know how much I love her, it’s going to hurt too much if she says no.”

“Which is not going to happen. I know that. She loves you, right?” I nodded and he continued, “She’s going to say yes, I know it. She’s carrying your child, Newt. She wanted you to be the father of her child/children, because she might want more in the future, she’s not going to say no.”

“If she does, I’m never speaking to you again,” I replied, as he let me go and I fiddled with the small box in my pocket, before walking back over to where (Y/n) was sitting.

YOUR POV

“(Y/n), I need to ask you something…”

I snapped from my daze of thinking about the future, and looked up at Newt, “Hm? Of course, go ahead Newt.” I could see him shaking and I could tell his heart rate had increased as he fiddled with something in his pocket, “(Y/n), I love you so much and… well I’m not good at this so I’m going just going to get straight to the point. It would make my Christmas if you were to marry me,” he spoke, getting down on one knee in front of where I was sitting, pulling out a small box from the pocket he has his hand in earlier. I gasped loudly, feeling tears come to my eyes, “Of course!” I could see him breathe a sigh of relief as he sat down next to me, placing the ring on my finger. I just smiled, kissing him, “Were you nervous about asking me?” He gave a slight nod and I giggled, “There was no need to be Newt. I would have said yes any time. Plus I’m already carrying your child, what made you think I would say no?”

Instead of a response, he just dug his head into my neck in embarrassment causing a chuckle to leave my mouth, “It’s okay. I understand.”

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

Day 4 written! This was supposed to originally be a completely different oneshot, but I thought of this this morning and wanted to write it before th other, the other will get written as part of FandomMas, I just don’t know when.

2023 FandomMas Day 3 - Sherlock Holmes

Fandom: BBC Sherlock

Prompt: None

Reader's Relations: Sherlock’s Daughter, you’re like 15 (don’t ask how this is possible, but shhh)

Warnings: This has mentions and depression and self-harm/attempted suicide, please read at your own descrecion!

Other Notes: I had a different idea for this oneshot but wanted to write it for Christmas so it stemmed to this. I do have a kind of similar idea for a romance one for Sherlock with a similar plot, but i might write that after FandomMas is completed. This is set just after Sherlock’s ‘resurrection’ in S3. This is a platonic oneshot, if you couldn’t tell by the reader’s relations. Also, Mary isn’t in this. Sorry, but it’s for the oneshot, also set as if Sherlock returned close-ish to Christmas, idk when exactly it actually is, but changed for the oneshot.

-----------------------JOHN’S POV

“Two years…… Sherlock, two years. You let me believe you were dead for TWO YEARS!”

“I know, but I’m here now. Listen, John before-”

“No. Tell me why. Why did you fake your death? I don’t care how you did it, tell me why! Not only that but did you even think about (Y/n)?! I’ll bet you don’t even know where she is at the moment do you?!”

And for once, Sherlock Holmes was surprised, “W-what? Where is she? John, tell me where she is?!”

“How did you not realise?!” I shouted, “You manage to deduce everything about everyone, but you can’t tell when your own daughter has a mental health problem!” I continued, turning around not even wanting to talk to him anymore. 3… 2… 1… and I felt a hand grasp my wrist, “Wait. John, what are you talking about?”

“For goodness sake, Sherlock. (Y/n) has, or well it might be ‘had’ by now, depression. I’m not sure how long for, but a few days after you ‘died’ I found her sitting in the kitchen with a knife lying beside her and she wasn’t breathing. Once she was in the hospital and she wasn’t losing any more blood from the cuts, I noticed several more on her arms. You ‘dying’ was what must have tipped her over the edge. Do you know how much she cares about you, Sherlock? You’re her world and now, because you were more focused on Moriarty, you might have lost her! She’s been in the hospital since that day in a coma and honestly, the doctors aren’t sure whether she’s going to wake up.”

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

“Sherlock, talking to her isn’t going to magically make her wake up! Just stop it. You lost your chance!”

I felt my senses coming back, hearing voices as I slowly tried to open my eyes, before closing them again, the hospital lights being too bright for me.

“(Y/n), I’m so sorry I didn’t realise. Please, if you can hear me give me some form of sign.”

“D-dad?” I whispered out, my voice hoarse after two years of not being used.

“(Y/n)?! You’re alive.”

I slowly opened my eyes again, getting used to the light, “I-I thought you were dead…” I muttered, adjusting my eyes to see the curly hair belonging to my father.

“I’m so sorry about that, (Y/n). I know I should have said something, I had to stop Moriarty.”

“I know, I’m just glad you’re alive,” I smiled, “Is anyone else here?”

“Yes, John’s here. Why?”

“Oh. Uhh, Doctor Watson, what day is it?”

I noticed him take his phone out for a minute before putting it away again, “It’s Christmas Day, (Y/n), why?”

I just smiled, “Well I guess this could be called a Christmas Miracle. To be honest, this wasn’t how I expected to be spending Christmas; in the hospital with a blood monitor attached to me, but, now I see this, I’m just glad you’re alive, Dad. There was something I was going to give you two years ago, but…”

“Mrs Hudson and the others are on their way, they’re bringing a few things as well, (Y/n).”

Sometime later, there was a knock on the door. After being allowed entry, the door opened to reveal a nurse, “Sorry to interrupt during visiting, but a few people want to come in. What should I say?”

“Let them in please,” I spoke up trying to make sure I was heard.

“Oh, you’ve woken up. Are you sure?”

I nodded again, “Yes. let them in please.”

The nurse nodded and a few minutes later three people entered the room, three people I knew very well; Mrs Hudson, Molly and Detective Inspector Lestrade. All three of them smiled at me when they saw I was awake, and it was only once they were in the room properly, that I noticed they were carrying a bag each. Me, still being a child at heart was curious about the contents of them but I knew that if I was meant to be told I would be.

“Good to see you’re awake, (Y/n),” Mrs Hudson spoke walking over, carrying the bag she was holding, “I believe this is what you were wanting. You hid it well, you know.”

“Well, I had to be careful. If had even been remotely obvious, it would have been found within 30 seconds,” I replied, motioning to my father as I took the wrapped box from the landlady. A smile returned to my face as I turned to face my father, “I was going to give this to you as a birthday present two years ago, but… well, let’s not go into that.”

“Why didn’t you tell me about your depression, (Y/n)?”

I gulped, sending a glare towards Doctor Watson, knowing he was the one that had told my father as I sighed, “I didn’t want to worry you, anyway, stop changing the subject, here,” I spoke, handing him the box, placing my hands back in my lap, waiting for him to unwrap it.

“What is it?”

“You’ll find out if you unwrap it, Dad,” I giggled, knowing that due to the way I’d wrapped it two years ago, he was unable to deduce exactly what it was. He just gave me a small glare before unwrapping it, giving me a deadpanned look when the wrapping paper just revealed the box, “A box?”

“What is inside is your gift, Dad. Geez, I thought you were supposed to be a genius.” He eventually opened the box and his eyes widened as he pulled out the new violin, looking at me, “How did you?”

“You know the money that I’d earned from the babysitting? That’s where it all went. That’s why it took me so long to buy you a new one.”

And for once, he smiled, “Thank you.”

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

I’m not too happy with this but I have no idea how to continue it so I’m just going to leave it here….Day 3 done!

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Kinktober Update

so my laptop cable broke, hence why no kinktober… and now honestly I don’t really have the motivation for it… so no kinktober this year, I might next year if I am in a position to do so. I apologise

Cilan Oneshot: An Utter Surprise

Requested?: No Prompt: None Type of oneshot: Fluff Reader's Relations: Cilan's girlfriend Reader's Home Region: Unova Warnings: None

Other notes: In this, you work at the trainer school in Striaton City btw, and this takes place post B2W2 and everyone (apart from the children @ the trainer school) is over 18

"Now who wants to see some new Pokémon?" I asked the young children in the trainer school. The group of pre-ten-year-olds. They all looked at me with stars in their eyes and nodded vigorously, causing me to giggle. I smiled and pulled out my 6 Pokéballs, setting the Pokémon residing in them free; Stoutland, Purrloin, Munna, Vanillite, Pidove and Cottonee. The six of them had been told in advance by me that they would be brought out for the children to play with. I smiled and the six of them happily started playing with the children, well, that was until a familiar face appeared in the doorway, "Ah, (Y/n), I was told you'd be in here." My eyes widened and I quickly returned Purrloin to her Pokéball, knowing of Cilan's fear of them and smiled, turning to him, "Cilan! This is a surprise. Why are you here, might I ask?" "Ahh, well, you should know. After all, what day is it?" he asked, coming further into the room, clearly hiding something behind his back. I rolled my eyes, "Cilan you know I don't keep track of dates. Just tell me why you're interrupting my class with this lot." "Well, I have something for you. Here," he replied pulling out what was behind his back, revealing a beautifully decorated cake, causing my heart to melt, "H-happy birthday (Y/n)." I smiled and hugged him, now noticing that the children were all staring at the two of us watching the scene play out, "Honestly, I completely forgot. I've been so caught up with this lot that I completely forgot the date. Did you make this yourself?" "Well, I had a bit of help from Cress and Chili. I baked the cake and iced it, Cress did the lettering because my hands were shaking too much, I'll admit it, and Chili made the little decorations."

I smiled again, "Aww, thank you. Now, you go and get your brothers and come back here and we can eat this cake."

"(Y/n) I'm ba-What is going on in here?" I looked up and saw the owner of the trainer school standing in the doorway. I stood up sheepishly and rubbed the back of my head, "Oh hello Mrs Adamson… To answer your question, I-"

Before I could answer, Cilan had stood up and wrapped an arm around my waist, "I apologise for this intrusion, however, it is (Y/n)'s birthday today and she deserves to celebrate it." I felt my face heat up a bit but before I could say anything, Mrs Adamson had spoken, her face breaking into a smile, "Well, why didn't you tell me beforehand, (Y/n)! Happy birthday!" I smiled and thanked her, just as the parents of the children started arriving, ready to pick them up for the day.

I smiled as I was snuggled into Cilan's side on the sofa spending time with him, as both Chili and Cress, well technically Cress and then Chili went along with it, had said that he needed to spend time with me on my birthday, and I let out a content sigh, "You do realise I will get you back on your birthday you know. For your actions earlier. If I was teaching a slightly older class, Mrs Adamson might not have been so lenient with me! Even with it being my birthday, about not teaching the children and just sitting there eating c-" "You're adorable when you're mad, (Y/n). You know that, right?" Cilan replied, interrupting me and placing his chin on the top of my head. I rolled me eyes, "Oh fuck you. I am not cute!" "I'm sure Cilan would love that (Y/n)!" I felt my face turn bright red, "OH FUCK OFF CHILI! TAKE YOU LITTLE GAY ASS AND FUCK OFF!" I shouted, sending a middle finger over the back of the sofa as I couldn't be bothered turning around to face the redhead myself. "I AM NOT GAY, (Y/N)!!" This time I did sit up and turn to face him, "Really now? Because I've heard you muttering to yourself about how amazing you think Clyde is and how much you want to date him and stuff. If that's not proof then I don't know what is," I giggled, causing his face to turn the same colour as his hair, "YOU HEARD ME?!" That was the point when my face paled. "Wait, why did your face just turn pale, (Y/n)? Is there some-" Chili turned around and I burst out laughing at the fact that Clyde had been standing right behind him, with a bright red blush on his face, "Y-you like me?"

Chili froze and I rolled my eyes, "Yeah… he does. Now you two just get together, I'm fed up of seeing you pinning." The both looked to me and I just shrugged my shoulders, "What? I'm just saying. Now you mister grass-type gym leader are coming with me!" I spoke standing up and grabbing Cilan's hand, dragging him out of the living room and up to his bedroom, where we soon fell asleep, leaving Chili and Clyde downstairs to talk to each other.

When we got downstairs in the morning, I felt my heart met at the sight of Chili lying on the sofa with an arm wrapped around Clyde's waist, who was lying on top of him, his head resting on Chili's chest. I smiled and giggled, but when I turned to Cilan, well, let's just say if had something in my hand I would have dropped it on the floor, Cilan was on the floor on one knee with a ring in his hand. Before he could get a word out however, I had already squealed and nodded, "Y-you don't even need to ask, Cilan, the answer will always be yes." ----------------END OF ONESHOT…. So this was way longer than expected but hey. Oneshots are oneshots