Could You Maybe Do An Ellie/arnold Oneshot? From Fireman Sam
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…
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Classroom Shippers - Lestrade x Reader
Requested?: No
Prompt: None
Reader's Relations: None
Warnings: None
Other Notes: You're a primary teacher in this
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"Miss (L/n), is he your boyfriend?"
I felt my face flare up at the question from the small girl. Maybe taking a load of 11-12 year olds on a school trip alone wasn't the best idea… I bent down away from the detective inspector to her level, "No… he's not. Now did you need something?"
"But you love him though, don't you?"
Again, my face went redder than I thought was possible as I responded, "Millie, my love life is none of your concert at the moment. Please just go and have fun while we're here."
"But there's like police guys everywhere! We can't do anything, that's what I came to tell you!"
I sighed, "Alright, can you go and get everyone to come back to the bus then? We'll go to the hotel for the afternoon then."
She nodded and ran off as I took a deep breath turning back to Greg, "I'm sorry about that, but this is what I get for taking them on a school trip all on my own."
"It's kind of cute to be honest. They're just looking out for you, you know, (Y/n). Want you to be happy and all."
I smiled, "I guess you're right, so… what happened here that you had to spoil our school trip?"
"Murder case. I just hope that Sherlock doesn't appear…" Greg responded, muttering the last statement, causing me to giggle, "You know Sherlock though, he will appear. I wish you luck for when he does. I should probably go and get those kids to the hotel," I replied, before saying my goodbyes and walking off outside where I saw the kids sitting on the bus, Millie waiting outside. I smiled and walked up, "Good job, Millie. Everyone here?"
She nodded, "Yep! So… are you sure that guy isn't your boyfriend?" I just shook my head and got on the bus, her following me as I talked to the driver about where the hotel was we were staying at.
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The last day we were in the centre of London for for the trip, again, somehow we managed to bump into Greg again.
"We meet again, (Y/n)."
I giggled, "Yeah. I guess we do. Another case?"
He nodded, "Yes, and unfortunately, that psychopath is already here."
I giggled, "I think you mean 'High Functioning Sociopath', Greg. You should listen to him though."
"I know, but he just makes Scotland Yard look like a bunch of idiots."
I giggled at his complaining but before I could say anything else, "Miss (L/n)!! When are we going home? Oh Hello again, Mr! Are you sure you're not Miss (L/n)'s boyfriend? This is the third day in a row we've seen you and her talking." My face flushed red and I hid behind the clipboard I had with the schedule written on as I composed myself, "Alright, We're going home now actually," I replied, checking the schedule, "To the bus!" The three boys smiled and took off, but before I could follow them, I felt a hand grab my wrist. As I turned around, Greg grabbed my upper arms and kissed me. I blinked and wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him back.
"Are you sure he's not your boyfriend?"
I flinched back at Millie's voice and cleared my throat "Well, I gu-"
"I am," Greg interrupted me, wrapping his arms around my waist from behind, leaning his head on my shoulder, "Now I guess I should let your teacher take you back."
Millie smirked and ran off as I turned around so I was now facing Greg, "Thanks for that. Now she's going to tell the whole class and I'll never hear the end of it."
He chuckled and pecked my lips, "They deserve to know that their teacher isn't single anymore. Plus otherwise they'll just get mad at you when your name changes."
I rolled my eyes and giggled, "Is this your way of proposing even though we literally just got together?"
"Well, we're childhood friends, we've known each other for so long, (Y/n), but no, not yet. Maybe in a few years."
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"Now, to conclude our final assembly of the school year, I'd like to pass over to our Year 7 teacher, Miss (L/n)."
I smiled and took a deep breath walking up to the small mic in the school hall as the headmistress patted me on the shoulder, "Good luck."
I nodded to her as a thanks before speaking into the microphone, "Hello to you all. Now those of you in year 9, might remember that school trip we had when you were in year 7, and how you kept asking me if the guy we kept running into was my boyfriend, well, when we come back in August, I won't be 'Miss (L/n)' to any of you anymore," this caused gasps and mutters of confusion to go around the hall, "as by that time that won't be my name. I am pleased to tell you all that I am getting married over the summer!"
There were many cheers throughout the school hall as I continued with one final point, "Oh, before I forget, Millie Williamson, please can you and your parents come and see me in my classroom after the assembly."
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"What did you want to talk to me about, Miss (L/n)?" Millie asked.
I smiled and bent down to her level the best I could, placing a hand on her shoulder, "Millie, how would you like to be the flower girl at my wedding?"
Her eyes widened and filled with joy, "Really?! You want me as part of the ceremony?!"
I nodded and she looked up to her parents a pleading look on her face. Her mother sighed, "Miss (L/n), may I ask why you want Millie to be your flower girl?"
"Well, to be honest, if it wasn't for her, then I wouldn't be getting married at all. It's thanks to her constant pestering two years ago that gave me the courage to confess my feelings to Greg, my now fiancé and I want her to be there as a thank you."
"I see."
"Please, Mum, Dad? Please can I do it?!" Millie asked again, causing both her parents to sigh, "Very well, what date is the wedding, Miss (L/n)?" I smiled widely and told them the date as Millie gave me a hug.
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I smiled, snuggling into Greg's side, the two of us sitting on the sofa in the house as I admired the shiny ring on my finger.
"How was today?"
My smile widened and I leaned up kissing him, "Absolutely perfect. I wouldn't have had it any other way."
"I love you, (Y/n). So much."
"I love you too, Greg. Both of you."
"Huh? What are you talking about?"
"I'm pregnant," I whispered in his ear before snuggling into his side and going to sleep.
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.”
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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.
For the kinktober post, could you please do 26, option 2 with Norway from Hetalia? It’s fine if not, and have a good day!!
of course! I’ll update that on the list now. Feel free to request any more you want.
(TGAA) Sherlock Oneshot - Flowers of Love
Requested: Yes
Reader’s Relations: Acquaintances (as in, met one or two times)
Reader’s Occupation/Role: Florist
Timing: TGAA2
Reader’s Age: 31
Warnings: Blood, mentions of death
Other Notes: I did change a few things, seeing as you didn’t give me your username so I couldn’t message you to ask… -_- so…. I aged the reader up cause I don’t like writing massive age gaps (ie more than 4 years) and Sherlock is 34, reader’s flower show is just opposite Baker Street, so Sherlock and the gang can see the front door of it from the window. Also, as mentioned in my last TGAA oneshot, I’ll be referring to the characters by their Scarlet Study Translation names, rather than the official ones, cause I know those better than the officials.
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I smiled to myself as I continued to tend to the flowers, watering them and cutting off some of the dead heads. That was when the shop bell went and I stood up to greet the customer, “Welcome.”
Instead of a pleasant response, I was just pushed against the counter, “Tell me what you know!”
“W-what? I don’t know what you’re talking about!”
“The murder that happened yesterday! Right outside here, tell me everything you know!”
I gulped, my heart rate increasing, “Like I’m going to tell-” I cut myself off when I realised the guy as the guy who I’d seen killing the victim the day before. I immediately kicked him where it hurt most and grabbed some nearby rope, tying him up, “Bested by a girl.”
“You really think you'll get away with this?”
“She already has, my dear fellow. Now I suggest you leave her alone and accept your fate.”
MEANWHILE - SHERLOCK’S POV
“Holmesie, you’ve been staring at her shop for days. If you want to see her, go down and talk to her!”
“Iris, you do not understand. We’re talking about (Y/n) here.”
“I know, Holmesie, just go and talk to her though!”
It was at that moment that I noticed someone enter the shop rather suspiciously, “You’re right, Iris. I’ll be back in a few minutes. Master Naruhodo, would you look after Iris?” Without giving him a chance to respond, I dashed out to the flower shop across the street, to see (Y/n) tying him up with a rope, “Bested by a girl.”
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“And here’s your flowers, have a good day.”
“Thank you, Miss, however, I’d like you to keep them, they match your eyes perfectly.”
I felt my face flush red, “Oh goodness. Thank you for the compliment.”
“W-would you like to maybe go out with me sometime?”
“I-I’m sorry, sir, but you’re not really my type. No offence.”
“I-It’s alright, worth a shot, though.”
I smiled, “Take the flowers though, perhaps you’ll find someone who’ll appreciate them.” The man nodded and I handed him the flowers back as he walked out the shop. I took out my watering can and gave the plant sitting on the bench water, starting to admire it.
“Ahh, good morning.”
I looked up to see Sherlock entering the shop. He walked over immediately and I smiled, “Good morning to you, Mr Holmes, what can I do for you today?”
“I just came to check how you were today. After yesterday’s trial. You’re not traumatised by it at all, are you?” I shook my head, feeling my face heat up a bit at the face he was so caring, “I’m fine. Thank you for asking though. Is that all?”
“Ahh, well… I did come to ask if you would like to accompany us for dinner tonight. You don’t have to, it’s just Iris said I should invite you if it wasn’t for your testimony, Master Naruhodo would not have won the case.”
I smiled, “Oh, that’s nice. What time and where?”
He smiled at me, “Perfect!” before giving me my instructions, stumbling over his words a bit, causing me to giggle, “That sounds great. I’ll be there on the dot don’t worry.”
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I took a deep breath, the bunch of flowers in my hand. I was now questioning whether I should have brought them, as the door to Sherlock’s flat was opened.
“(Y/n)! Welcome. Those are pretty!”
I smiled, “Hello Iris, and thank you, I arranged them myself. Do you have a vase I can put them in?” She nodded and hopped off, letting me enter the flat. Iris returned a few minutes later with a vase of water and I handed her the flowers as she put them in carefully, placing them on a nearby table. I smiled as I sat down, starting to talk to Ryunosuke and Susato about how the rest of the case had gone.
“Ahh, (Y/n)! Iris told me you’d arrived.” I looked up to see Sherlock standing there, without his usual hat and coat on, instead just in his waistcoat and shirt. I nodded, “Yeah, I only just got here, thank you for inviting me.”
Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Ryunosuke and Susato exchanging glances before they both stood up and left my field of vision. I soon felt myself being pushed from behind, and I bumped into Sherlock, causing the two of us to fall onto the ground, my arms instinctively placing themselves on either side of his head to avoid any clash, “I’m sorry! I guess I tripped over my own feet.”
Before Sherlock could reply, I felt something on the back of my head, forcing it down, causing me to unwillingly kiss Sherlock, not that I was complaining. My eyes widened and I tried to stand up, apologising profusely, “Sorry! I’m so sorry about that!”
“There’s no need to apologise, (Y/n). I can tell it wasn’t your fault,” Sherlock replied, trying to hide his slightly pink face, and pointing towards where I saw a calico cat now lying on the sofa.
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It soon came to the time when I had to get home and I bid my farewells to everyone, coming to Sherlock last, “Thank you again for inviting me. Just to say, the ‘cat incident’ was my first kiss.” I muttered before leaning up and pecking his cheek, “You’re welcome in my shop any time you like.”
And for, probably, the first time in his life, Sherlock Holmes was left speechless.
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I hope you like it! And a note to everyone, please give me your usernames when requesting, it’s only so I can contact you if I need to ask anything about the oneshot.
Sirius Oneshot - The True Gift of Gifting
Requested?: No
Prompt: None/Song
Type of oneshot: Songfic
Song Used: True Gift of Gifting - Mlp
Timing: Marauder’s Era (6th Year)
Reader's Relations: Remus’ Sister (For no reason whatsoever)
Reader’s House: Gryffindor
Warnings: None?
Other notes: This includes mentions of my ocs, info can be found on my toyhouse about them.
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“(Y/n), calm down, I’m trying to think.”
“How can I calm down!? Remus, I have two weeks to get everyone’s gifts and I haven’t even decided what to get everyone yet!” I replied, exasperated as I sat on the sofa beside him.
“Oh… If that is what is stressing you out, I have an idea. What if we do a Secret Santa? That way, you only have to get one gift for someone.”
“Rem, you are a genius!”
And so, a few hours later, after dinner Remus, James, Sirius, Jen, Arianna, Mabel, Charlotte, Bella, Lily, Marlene and I were sitting in the Gryffindor Common Room. We all wrote our names down on a piece of parchment before putting them all in a hat that had been provided by someone. It was shaken up a bit and the parchment pieces were enchanted so only the person who pulled each one out could read what was on it. Soon, we’d all picked out our person and looked at the pieces of paper. I looked down at mine and immediately felt my face heat up.. I’d got Sirius, who I’d had a crush on for several years, and I had no idea what to get him.
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“Hey, (Y/n)!”
I rolled my eyes and looked up from my Transfiguration essay to see James sitting in front of me in the library, “What? I’m busy.”
“Just a quick question…Is it against the rules to trade names? Like if I had a better idea for somebody special? I mean specific?”
I rolled my eyes, knowing exactly what he was hinting at, “If you can figure out who has the person you want and they're okay with trading, I guess it's fine.”
“Great! So.. do you-”
“I don’t have Lily.”
His face turned slightly pink, “That’s not who-” I just raised an eyebrow at him, “Sure… Now, if you don’t mind, I have to finish this essay.”
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The day came when we decided to give our gifts, the day before everyone would be leaving for the Christmas Holidays. Eventually, it was my turn to give my gift, “I’ve actually got it upstairs. I’ll just go grab it from my dorm.” Without any further explanation, I stood up from my position on the sofa and walked up to my dorm, grabbing my guitar and bringing it back downstairs. I took a deep breath as Jen moved closer to Remus, so I had more space for the guitar on the sofa, due to the fact that it was evident Sirius and I had got each other, everyone else having received their gift, “I wanted to get you something oh, so rare. A gift to show I care, but nothing can compare to you, that's easy to see but I got stressed and overthought until the day was shot and it was all for nought, but now it's clear to me; I'm not gifted at gifting, It's really pretty sad. I tried to show I care, but it turned out bad. I'm not gifted at gifting so all that's left to say is that I really hope my gifting didn't ruin your holiday.”
I stopped singing, continuing to play the guitar in my hands as I looked up to see Sirius’ face, his eyes wide, with what I guessed was shock, and I started singing again, “The most magical gift that I can recall. It could've been big or small or even nothing at all. It doesn't matter, you see if it's from my friends on whom I depend. No matter what you spend it will be perfect to me. The true gift of gifting is what it means inside. We can show we care, spreading love far and wide. The true gift of gifting is totally free and you're the best there is at givin' it with the friendship that you give to me.”
When I stopped playing I looked up at Sirius who was sitting there, a blank expression on his face and not saying anything, “I’m sorry it’s not an actual gift, but I had no idea what to get you,” I spoke, my gaze on my lap, still, there was no response until, “Ow! What was that for?”
I looked up from my lap to see Sirius rubbing his arm and James laughing, “You zoned out, mate.”
“Sorry. (Y/n), you don’t need to apologise,” Sirius replied, walking over to me and pulling me up from my place on the sofa, “I loved the song,” he paused and turned towards Remus, “Moony, forgive me for what I’m about to do,” before he returned his gaze to me, taking my cheek in his hand and gently kissing me. I felt my face turn bright red and after I realised the situation, I wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him back.
“Alright, we don’t need to see you snogging in the middle of the common room! The rest of us are still here, you know!”
I broke away from the kiss at the sound of Remus’ voice and let out a giggle, leaning my head on Sirius’ chest, due to our height difference.
“Moony, permission to date your sister?”
I lifted my head at this, “Y-you want to date me?”
Sirius nodded, “Yeah, I love you, (Y/n). I would be honoured to date you.” I smiled and turned my attention to Remus, giving him my best puppy eyes.
“You don’t need my permission. You’re allowed to date who you want, Sirius. Whether it’s my sister or not. I can’t stop you.”
I then felt Sirius wrap his arms around me from behind, placing his head on mine, “Good.” I giggled and turned around, facing Sirius again and leaned up, giving him a quick peck on the lips.
“Oh great! Now I’m the only one without a girlfriend! Come on, Evans, one date? Please?”
“And I already told you, NO!” Lily replied as she stood up, walking up to the girls’ dorms, causing me to giggle at the look on James’ face as he now looked like a kicked puppy. I just rolled my eyes and sighed, “I’ll talk to her, James, but if I can’t get her to go on a date with you, then you’re going to have to give up.”
His face perked up and he nodded, “Thank you!” I smiled in return and said my goodnights, giving Sirius another quick peck before following Lily up the stairs to the dorms.
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I was gonna save this for FandomMas, but then I realised it’s still like 75 days til th 1st of December, so I still have a while til I need to start posting them so I’m just posting it now.
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Lee Oneshot - "Get Away From My Sister!"
Requested?: No
Prompt: None
Type of oneshot: ig fluff?
Timing: Modern AU
Reader's Relations: John’s Sister (who is also best friends with the Schuylers)
Warnings: None? (John being a very protective older brother)
Other notes: This includes Elams shipping (because I ship it. Don’t judge me)
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“So…. have you got a date to prom yet, (Y/n)?”
I shook my head, trying to ignore my face turning red, “I already told you several times, Peggy; No. I don’t, and I don’t think anyone will ask me. No one is going to when John’s staring over my shoulder at the guy.” I lied, knowing that none of my friends, and especially John, would disapprove of who I’d said I was going with… The truth was that I’d been dating Charles Lee for the past few months behind my brother’s back, knowing that the two of them didn’t get along, well that was an understatement, John hated Charles after he’d said something rude to Mr Washington’s face, but in my opinion, he was just a little bean who needed love. Before any of the three sisters could reply, my phone pinged. I pulled it out of my pocket and looked to see a message from John, causing me to roll my eyes, ‘You got a date yet?’
I just scoffed and looked up to where John and his friends were sitting at a table on the other side of the lunch hall, seeing him smiling at me. I rolled my eyes again and returned to my phone, ‘Yes. At least I’m doing better than you. Tell Alex now, or I’ll do it for you.’
I could see the colour draining from his face as I stood up on the table (It was attached to the floor, the reader is perfectly safe up on it), “HEY ALEX!”
At that point, I now have everyone’s eyes on me and I smirked, “JOHN’S GOT A MASSIVE CRUSH ON YOU!” I jumped off the table after taking a quick look at both boys’ bright red faces, and grabbed my phone, dashing out of the lunch hall, knowing I was going to get an earful when we got home. I ran down the hall, wanting to get to my next class, knowing the teacher would let me sit in the classroom, as long as I was quiet, which I normally was. However, I bumped into someone, “Hey, watch where- Hi, (Y/n).”
“Hi, Charles,” I replied, pecking his lips before pulling him along with me to our English classroom and knocking on the door. Once I was allowed entry, I opened the door and pulled Charles in with me.
“Hello, (Y/n). I take it you want to spend the rest of your lunch in here?”
I nodded, “Yeah. I hope that’s okay. I just don’t want to face my brother right now.”
“Fair enough. I won’t impose and ask why, as long as you two are quiet.”
I nodded and sat down in my normal seat, pulling Charles next to me, “Sorry for randomly dragging you off, I just didn’t want John to find us. I may or may not have done something stupid in the lunch hall… I jumped up on the table and shouted to everyone in there that John had a crush on Alex. I’m just sick of him pining after the gremlin, just get on with it and confess already… Oh shit, I probably made Eliza uncomfortable too. I mean, she’s dating Alex, how’s she goin to feel? I’m such a shit sister…” I muttered quietly enough so that our teacher couldn’t hear me swearing.
“You’re not, (Y/n). Hamilton should know the truth. Then he can decide what to do, better than you having to put up with your brother sulking for the rest of his life because he couldn’t get the courage to confess.”
“You’re right, Charles.”
MEANWHILE - JOHN’S POV (Just after you ran out)
I sat there, my face bright red as I tried to avoid eye contact with Alex. Knowing he wouldn’t want to be friends with me anymore…
“Look, Alex, I’m sorry. (Y/n) doesn’t know what she’s talking about. I promise you I don’t have any romantic interest in you. Sorry if what she said made you uncomfortable. I-”
“John, don’t lie to me. I’ve known for ages. I was just waiting for you to say something yourself.”
“WHAT?! I-I… I should go,” I muttered the last statement, standing up and going to walk out of the lunch hall, until I felt a hand grab my wrist, “Where are you going?”
“Away from you, Alexander, please let me go,” I muttered, trying not to show my friends I was crying, and pulled my arm from his grasp and ran out, not caring about the stares I was getting.
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“John? There you are.”
“Just leave me alone. I deserve it.”
That’s when I saw a familiar blue dress enter my small field of vision, and I froze up, “ELIZA! Shit, I’m so sorry! Please don’t hate me. I know you and Alex are dating, that’s why I kept it to myself. Honestly, I’m trying to get over it. I-” She shut me up with a kiss and I froze, incredibly confused, “D-did you- Just… I-What?!”
“Alex and I have been talking, John, and well, Alex admitted he’s bisexual, and that he’s in love with you too, and the truth is, I am too.”
“WHAT?!”
Eliza just giggled, sitting down on th bench next to me, “It’s true, John. Now, I think you should go and find your sister and thank her before she starts avoiding you because she thinks you hate her.
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“You look amazing, (Y/n). Makes me not want to share you.”
“Thanks for the compliment, Charles. Don’t worry, I’m only yours.”
That made his face turn red and he turned his attention to the drink in his hand, bringing it up to his mouth in an attempt to cover the blush, causing me to giggle, “You’re adorable, Charles.”
He smiled at me and placed a hand on my cheek, leaning down and pecking me on the lips.
JOHN’S POV
“John… mon ami, you might want to look at this…”
“What is it, Laf? I’m trying to fin-What the Hell is he doing to her?!” I replied, interrupting myself the minute I saw Lee making (Y/n) laugh. He placed a hand on her cheek and leaned down, kissing her, making my blood boil, “What the HELL is he doing, and why isn’t she stopping him?! Laf, hold me back before I fuck his face up!”
“Mon ami, stop. You cannot control the power of love.”
“WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?”
“Well… mon ami, don’t hate me for being the one to tell you this, but they’ve been dating for the past six months.”
“Why didn’t she tell me?!”
“Probably cause of your reaction, John,” Alex piped in, wrapping his arms around my neck from behind and kissing my cheek, “(Y/n) looks up to you like you’re a god. She puts her relationship with you above everything else, she wouldn’t want you to never talk to her again because of who her boyfriend is.”
“How are you always right, Alex?”
“I do not know, John. But you might want to let her know before she runs off and secretly gets married to him or something.”
I sighed and nodded, knowing Alex was right and walked over calmly to where (Y/n) was standing with Lee.
YOUR POV
“Oh shit, Charles, you might want to run…” I muttered, seeing John walking over out of the corner of my eye.
“I’ve already seen, (Y/n). No point in trying to run, Lee,” John spoke, causing both me and Charles to gulp and for him to remove his arm from my waist. John continued, “I know we do not get on very well, Lee, however, I was informed that you two have been dating for the past six months and (Y/n), you are my sister, I’d always put your happiness over a petty argument. So for your sake, I will try to get along with Lee.”
I smiled widely and hugged him, “So… you’re not mad about the whole lunch hall situation yesterday?”
“Oh…” was all John said, his face turning bright red, “Well... Thanks to your shtick yesterday, I now have a wonderful boyfriend and girlfriend. Thank you, (Y/n).”
“What are little sisters for? I wouldn’t have done what I did if I knew the two of them didn’t like you back,” I replied, hugging him, Now go and have fun with your partners!”
John nodded and walked back over to where Alex and Eliza were, Laf being off dancing with Angelica, and Peggy with Hercules, leaving me with Charles. Not that I was complaining, “I love you.”
“I love you too, (Y/n). Glad your brother didn’t murder me.”
I just giggled and kissed him, “So am I, Charlie, so am I.”
------------------------------END OF ONESHOT
Hehe. Another one. I love Lee so much. And Seabury… I NEED MORE ONESHOTS OF THEM. IF ANYONE KNOWS ANY GOOD LEE OR SEABURY X READER ONESHOTS PLEASE SEND THEM TO ME IN THE COMMENTS.
Sirius Oneshot - Some Facts are Good to Know
Requested?: No Prompt: None Type of oneshot: Fluff, with small angst Timing: Marauders’ Era (7th Year) AU?: No Voldemort AU (Cause it’s for plot) Reader's Relations: Sirius’ girlfriend Reader’s Blood Status: Pure Blood Reader’s House: Hufflepuff Warnings: None
Other notes: I believe in my ‘Bisexual James’ headcanon so there’s a bit of mention to it at the end of this oneshot.
I felt the tears streaming down my face as I read the letter from my parents, unable to keep them in in front of my friends. “(Y/n)? What happened?” I sniffed and folded the letter, putting it in my pocket, “It’s nothing, Jen. I’m fine.” “You’re not though! You’re crying, that means you’re not okay,” she protested, taking another mouthful of the bowl of cereal in front of her, before adjusting her glasses, “I know you, you don’t cry when you’re happy.” “Please, drop the subject. I don’t want to talk about it at the moment. All I’m going to tell you is that I’m going to need to talk to Sirius about the contents before I can tell you, okay?” Jen just sighed in response, knowing she wasn’t going to get anything out of me, “Fine.” Once I’d finished my breakfast, I stood up quickly, not wanting to be in the Great Hall for longer than I had to be. I felt the tears coming back and I had to try hard not to let them fall as I was walking out of the Great Hall. SIRIUS’ POV “I’m telling you, it was hilarious, you should have been there! Snivillous’ face was hilarious!” “Yeah, whatever you say, Prongs. I’m trying to eat here,” I replied, coldly, turning back to the food in font of me. “What’s up? Normally you want to know everything about our pranks.” “I’ve just been thinking. What we should be talking about is your bisexuality…” I replied, smirking, causing Prongs’ face to turn beat red, “I-I am not!” “Dropping it is a good idea. Sirius, you might want to go and comfort your girlfriend. She just ran past and she’s been crying. Her eyes are red.” “What did you say, Moony?!” Before he could reply I’d stood up and ran off chasing (Y/n), forgetting that I’d left the letter on my chair. I eventually caught up to her just as she was approaching her Common Room, “(Y/n)! Wait!” YOUR POV I turned around when I heard my name, “Oh, hi, Sirius. Did you need something?” I asked, refusing to make eye contact with him. “Moony said he saw you crying. What’s wrong? The girlfriend of the Amazing Sirius Black should never be sad!” I let out a small giggle at his attitude before sighing, “Can we go talk about this somewhere more private, please? I don’t really want everyone to know.” Sirius nodded and we ended up sitting by the Black Lake. I gulped, “It’s just,” I took a very deep breath and closed my eyes for a bit, not looking at him, “Siri, we’re going to have to break up.” It took him a moment to process before, “WHAT?!” “I know. I really don’t want to, but I have to.” “Wait.. what do you mean ‘have to’?” I just sighed and pulled the letter from my pocket, “Read this.” He took it from me and read it; “(Y/n). You should know what this is about. You still haven’t found a suitable husband which is why me and your father have arranged for you to meet someone. He’s of the same age as you and will be coming over to our house at some point in July, I will need to write to his mother to confirm the exact date, but when it comes, I expect you to be on your best behaviour. It’s the least you can do after being made into the family embarrassment when you were sorted into Hufflepuff. Our family has been in Slytherin for generations, and then you had to go and mess it up. I will see you when the train arrives. You’ll find out who the boy is when you met him, and NO, you do not have a choice about this. (M/n)” I soon felt him wrap an arm around me and pull me closer causing me to start crying again, “I’m sorry, there’s nothing I can do. You read the letter, I’m not being given a choice. I’m sorry, Sirius if I’d just told my parents we were together rather than keeping it hidden, I probably wouldn’t be in this situation,” I spoke, lifting my head and leaning it on hush shoulder, “I love you, Siri. Never forget that.” “I love you too (Y/n). If your ‘husband-to-be’ gets mysteriously killed, you know where to find me.”
I giggled and leaned up, pressing a kiss to his cheek, “I know, but please don’t try to kill him.”
The da came when I was introduced to the person my parents were forcing me to marry. We’d all been sitting around the dining table when there was the sound of something falling on the ground and voices, “I told you, I didn’t want to come, Prongs, what are you-” “Shh, they’ll hear us.” “Isn’t that the point?” I looked at my mother and she looked at me before standing up and walking towards where the voices were coming from. I quietly followed her and was surprised to see James and Sirius talking to my mother. “Mrs (L/n)! You can’t force (Y/n) to marry that git! She’s in love with someone else!” I heard James shout. “You have no right to tell me who my daughter can or can’t marry. Now leave these premises immediately!” “Mother, please. James is telling the truth. I’m never going to fall in love with Edward like you want. My heart already belongs to someone,” I spoke up, walking over to the two boys and taking Sirius’ hand in mine, “I love Sirius and I always will. I don’t want to marry the guy you want me to marry.” My mother looked at me then to Sirius and back to me, “Truthfully?” I nodded eagerly and she sighed, turning back to Sirius, “Young Mister Black, do you love my daughter?” Sirius mirrored my actions, nodding eagerly, “I love her so much. There are no words to describe how much I love her.” I felt my heart melt, “Mrs (L/n), please, reconsider.” “(M/n), are you pulling out of the arrangement?” I looked behind my mother to see Edward’s mother standing with him by her side. My mother looked at me and Sirius, both of us giving her massive puppy dog eyes and sighed, turning back to Edward and his mother, “I’m sorry Martha, but I can’t force my daughter to marry someone she does not love.” I felt my heart swell inside and I hugged her, “Thank you.” “Understandable,” Edward’s mother replied. I could see that Edward looked a bit hurt, and I pecked Sirius’ cheek before walking over, “I’m sorry about this, but I hope we can still be friends?” He nodded, “Of course, Miss (L/n),” he replied taking my hand and kissing it like a gentleman, “Your boyfriend is very lucky, you are very pretty.” “Oh thank you, I’m sure you’ll find someone who loves you too.” “I believe I already have. Hello, Jamie.” I felt a smirk increase on my face and Sirius and I both looked back at James, whose face was bright red. It was then that something clicked in my head, “I knew it. I knew you were bisexual, James. So was this why you didn’t want to tell us who you’d been sneaking off to see… because it wasn’t a girl.” Sirius sent me a smirk and walked over to James, tugging his arm, pulling him over before pushing him into Edward, the two of them falling on the floor. I giggled, “I think we better leave these lovebirds to their thing, don’t you think?” Sirius nodded and wrapped an arm around my waist as we both walked back into the living room. —-----------------------END OF ONESHOT So.. this happened heheheheheheh…….
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