Chase Oneshot - Guard Dog... Literally

Sirius and Remus Oneshot - Flirting Gets You Nowhere... Or Does it?

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: Fluff

Timing: Marauders' Era (You're in 6th year btw)

Reader's Relations: None

Reader's House: Hufflepuff

Warnings: None (Unless Sirius being flirtatious counts)

Other notes: You're an animagus in this, but unlike the boys, you're actually a registered one (Cat be your animagus - it's for a plot point), also this includes my OC, Arianna, you can read about her here: https://www.wattpad.com/1352905864-my-ocs-arianna-harry-potter Also, this has WolfStar shipping in it (if you don't know, that's the ship name for Remus and Sirius)

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"So, (L/n), fancy coming to Hogsmeade with me this weekend?"

I rolled my eyes, "Leave me alone, Black. How many times do I have to tell you that I'm not interested in you?!" I replied, sneaking under the arm that he'd pressed against the wall and walking off, leaving him with a dumbfounded look on his face.

SIRIUS'S POV

"What do I have to do to get her to go out with me?"

"Probably stop flirting with anything that wears a skirt, Pads. She's not going to want to go out with you if you flirt with every girl you see!"

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

I felt my heart beating rapidly as I ran around Platform 9 ¾ in my animagus form, a black dog chasing after me, my trunk and pet already on the train. However, I was starting to run out of stamina, thankfully I spotted someone I recognised and ran up, jumping into Remus' arms, and cowering.

"Oh hello there, little one, a-Padfoot, stop terrorising cats!"

I felt anger build up inside me as the dog transformed into Sirius Black. He started to laugh, "Moony, it's fun. I really got this one good, didn't I?" At this point, I jumped out of Remus' arms, transforming back into my human form, and got on the train in silence, not bothering to give Sirius a response. I found an empty compartment and sat down leaning my head on the window and starting to softly cry. Sometime later, I heard the compartment door open, "May I join you?" I looked up to see Remus standing there and I wiped my tears, nodding, "Yeah. As long as it's just you." He smiled and sat opposite me, "I had a chat with Sirius by the way, he's sorry for what he did. He just thought you were a normal cat."

"Hmph, well he should check before he starts chasing me, I thought he was an actual dog!"

"If you feel more comfortable in your cat form, you can transform, I don't mind," Remus spoke, noticing my discomfort. I smiled at him and shifted into my cat form, hopping across the table and decided to perch myself on his lap, soon falling asleep.

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However, my nap was soon disturbed, "Yo, Moony! We were looking everywhere for you! What are you doing here on your own?"

I woke up with a start and hissed, my heart rate increasing in fear as I spotted Sirius. However, I felt a hand starting to stroke my head and I calmed down a bit at the sound of Remus' voice, "It's okay, (Y/n), I'll make sure he doesn't hurt you."

"That's (Y/n)?!"

I rolled my eyes and moved off Remus' lap before I transformed back, "Yeah, I'm an animagus, but unlike you lot, I'm registered."

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw James nudging Sirius and the latter turned to me, "Oh yeah, (Y/n), I wanted to apologise," he spoke as the two of them sat down. I raised an eyebrow at him he continued, "You know, for earlier, when I was chasing you. I had no idea it was you, and I'm sorry, but you gotta admit it was fun."

"Hmph, it wasn't fun for me. If you ever had a chance of getting a date with me, you can throw those chances in the bin, because I'm definitely NOT going to go out with you after this." Sirius took a moment to process what I'd said before he spoke again, "Wait... are you saying I had a chance last year?!"

"Whether you did or not, doesn't matter now, because I'm never forgiving you," I responded, transforming back into my cat form and resuming my position on Remus' lap as he started to stroke me again.

"Who would have thought Moony would be the one to be good with cats if you know what I mean."

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I'd been sitting by the Black Lake working on a Potions essay, when I heard voices from behind me, "She's right there, Moony, just go ask her!"

"What if she says no? You have no idea how much I'm in love with her!"

"Trust me, that won't happen, I was talking to some of her friends yesterday and she's got a massive crush on you! Seriously, when we're in the same classes, she won't stop staring at you, and when your 'furry little problem' comes into play, she's always asking if you're okay! She loves you, trust me."

I froze up after hearing James say that and I debated standing up and walking back inside the castle, to avoid contact with, what I presumed was the four of them, but thought it was best just to stay and get the awkward moments over with.

"Okay, fine, I'll ask her, but if she says no, I'm not going to help you with any of your homework for the rest of the year." I giggled a bit at Remus' reply to James and soon heard footsteps coming closer to me before I saw Remus sit down next to me, "Hey (Y/n)."

"Hello, may I help you with something?" I asked.

Remus nodded, "Yes, actually. I was wondering whether you'd like to go to Hogsmeade with me at the weekend?" I was unable to hide the blush that appeared on my face and I realised I'd been silent for a while and nodded, "I'd love to."

Remus let out a small gasp and I smiled, starting to collect up my things, before standing up, "Well, I've got to go, but I'll see you on Saturday." I spoke up, before pecking his cheek and running off, not noticing his bright red face.

REMUS' POV

Once (Y/n) walked off after kissing my cheek, I felt my face turn bright red. I was snapped from my daze by James sneaking up behind me, "So, what did she say?"

"Sirius is going to kill me."

"What? Why would Sirius kill her? He's got a massive crush on her."

"No! I mean (Y/n) said yes, Sirius is going to kill me."

"He's your friend, he ain't going to kill you, Moony."

"She kissed my cheek. I know this was just the plan to get Pads to stop pestering her, but I never expected that she actually liked me. If I start actually dating her, Sirius is going to kill me for taking her away from him! You know how much he's head over heels for her!"

"Moony," James spoke grabbing my upper shoulders, "Do what you think is right. If Padfoot sees she's happy with you and doesn't have any interest in him, then he can't get mad at you. It's (Y/n)'s choice who she dates, Sirius can't get mad at you for that."

"I guess you're right."

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"MOONY! HOW COULD YOU?!"

I looked up from my breakfast to see Sirius walking up to me, an annoyed look on his face. It wasn't until he got closer that I realised there were tear remnants in his eyes and they were red, "How could you take her from me? I told you I loved her and then you go off and ask her out?! I thought we were friends."

"Oh be quiet, will you? People are trying to eat here!" Lily spoke from a few seats down before going back to her food. I could then see a glint in Sirius' eye and he smirked. He stood up on the bench in the space that was beside where I was sitting.

YOUR POV

"HEY (L/N)!"

I looked up to see what was going on and saw Sirius standing up on one of the benches beside the Gryffindor table. I tried my best to resist the urge to transform into my animagus form and just run out of there. Instead, I felt my face head up and I felt everyone staring at me as Sirius continued, "Would you rather go out with me or my good buddy here?" he shouted, pulling Remus up next to him, much to the latter dislike.

I knew everyone was now staring at me and I didn't want to answer. This time I didn't resist the urge and I transformed into my cat form and ran under the Hufflepuff table, and out of the Great Hall. I ran straight back to the Hufflepuff common room and up to my dorm, where I ran under my bed and curled up in a ball. I knew there was less o a chance of someone finding me under the bed in my cat form than on my bed in my human form.

"(Y/n), I know you're in here," I heard my friend's voice call out, "I saw you running in here." I slowly crept out from under my bed and transformed back. Arianna immediately ran up to me and hugged me, "Why did you run off? Come on, tell me." She spoke, sitting down on her bed. I slowly followed her over and sat down next to her, leaning into her, as she continued, "You know, any girl would kill to be in your position, you have two cute guys hanging off your every word, why wouldn't you want that?"

"I don't know. I guess I just don't want them to fight over me. The two of them are friends with each other, I didn't want to add to the scene in the Great Hall so I ran off."

At that moment, the door to our dorm room burst open and ran came an out-of-breath Jen, "(Y/n), there are two Gryffindor boys downstairs in the common room arguing over you, what did you do?!"

"I ran out of the Great Hall after Black decided to shout out in front of everyone asking me if I'd rather go on a date with him or as he put it 'his good buddy'."

"Oh... Well, can you come downstairs and talk to them before they destroy the common room, please?"

I sighed and stood up before following her downstairs, where Remus and Sirius were, not quite literally, at each other's throats.

"She ran off because of you!"

"No, she ran off because you asked her out, maybe I'll just tell the whole school you're a werewolf, then she won't want to date you!"

I gasped at that statement, causing the two boys to turn to be, their faces turning bright red.

"Yo, (L/n)! Good to see you, how are you doing?" Sirius asked, leaning his arm on Remus' head, causing the latter to growl. Instead of responding, I walked up to the two of them and pushed Sirius off, causing Remus to smile at me, "(Y/n), may I say something? When I asked you out on that trip to Hogsmeade, I had no idea that you liked me. I was just trying to help you get this one off you're back."

"What?! You are trying to steal her from me, Moony, why?!"

"I'm not trying to steal her from you! When I asked her, I wasn't expecting her to say yes, Sirius!"

"Y-you weren't expecting me to say yes? You mean the only reason you asked me out was to get Sirius off my back?" I asked, tears starting to brim in my eyes.

Both their eyes widened and I realised we were the only ones there, Arianna and Jen had left the common room. I tried to stay strong, not wanting to let my tears fall, "I was really looking forward to Saturday. It feels amazing to have the person you've had a crush on since 2nd year ask you out on a date. Thank you for crushing my soul."

I ran out of the common room before transforming into my cat form, thankful I had a free period, before running off to the Astronomy Tower, where I jumped up on the windowsill of one of the windows and rested my head on my paw, sighing and looking out at the sky.

--------------------REMUS' POV

A few minutes after (Y/n) ran off, Jen came running back into the common room, "What did you two do?!"

"What do you mean? She just ran out!"

"What did you say to cause her to run off?"

I sighed and gulped, knowing how bad Jen's temper was when one of her friends was upset, before answering, "I told her I only asked her out to get Sirius off her back, and now I regret it."

Jen went silent for a few seconds before she shouted out, "You idiot! (Y/n) has had a massive crush on you since 2nd year! Tell me this, Lupin, do you like her?"

"Yes, but-"

"No buts! If you like her, then you need to go and sort it out. Now. Before you get hexed."

"I will just let me say one this; Sirius likes her too. What do we do? He's liked her for longer than I have."

"So what? Sirius Black has girls hanging onto him every day! It's you (Y/n) likes and if you like her back, you should go get the girl."

"She's right, Moony, I shouldn't have reacted the way I did. I can't help it if (Y/n) doesn't like me the same way she likes you, go and get the girl."

"But what if she doesn't like me now that she knows I'm a werewolf?"

"Remus Lupin," Jen spoke, grabbing my shoulders, "I know (Y/n). She's known of your... How did James put it, oh yeah, your 'Furry Little Problem' for ages. That didn't stop her from just forming a crush on you, she's in love with you. Trust me, she doesn't mind."

At this, I went to run out of the Hufflepuff common room, but then turned back and grabbed Sirius' wrist, dragging him with me, "Moony, what are you doing? She's not going to want to talk to me, and it's unkind of you to rub it in my face that you get the one girl that I've been pining for for ages!"

"I'm not going to rub it in your face! There's something you need to hear from (Y/n)."

We eventually found her at the top of the astronomy tower, looking out of the window.

YOUR POV

"(Y/n), please don't run off again, but we want to talk to you."

I turned around and transformed back into my human form, "Oh, hello. I don't want to talk to you two."

"Please, we just want you to answer us honestly."

"Which one of us do you like more? In a romantic way?" Sirius added, coming to sit next to me. Remus did the same shortly after, the three of us now sitting on the ground. I sighed, "I can't tell you."

"Why?"

"Because I don't want you two to argue because of me."

"Listen (Y/n)," Remus spoke, causing me to turn to him, "Whichever of us you pick, we won't be mad. We just want your honest answer."

"I can't tell you."

"Is it because you like both of us?"

My head shot up at Remus' question and I gulped, "H-how'd you figure that out?!"

"Jen told me last year you liked Sirius but didn't want him to keep pestering you. Which is why I decided to ask you out to get him off your back, I wasn't expecting you to say yes, or kiss my cheek when I asked, cause I was sure you had a crush on Sirius, from what Jen had told me, but when you did both of those things, I started thinking and you running out of the Great Hall this morning to avoid answering the question gave me the final bit of proof I needed."

I sighed and buried my head in my knees, "I'm sorry."

"Why?"

"Because I know you guys are gonna make me pick one of you, and I don't want to hurt either of you when I pick," I answered, picking my head back up. The two of them exchanged a glance before I felt them both lean closer to me and kiss my cheeks, "We could always share you." I then thought of an idea, and stood up, "I want to try something." I leaned closer to Remus' ear and whispered to him, "Kiss Sirius." His face flared bright red and I smirked before I did the same to Sirius, but swapped names, telling him to kiss Remus. As I predicted, his face also turned red, causing me to smirk, "Well, then, it's clear you both like each other too, as is evident by both your faces turning red when I told you to kiss each other, so why don't we just all date each other. I have two boyfriends, and you two both have a girlfriend and a boyfriend."

They both blinked at me and I hastily continued, "I-It's just a suggestion, you two don't have t-" I was cut off by Sirius taking my chin in his hand and kissing me, "I like that idea. Seem good to you, Moony?" Remus nodded before also kissing me. I smiled and hugged them both, "See, if you talk about your problems rather than shouting at each other and embarrassing me in front of the whole school, things will work out."

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I smirked to myself, sitting in the Gryffindor common room, waiting for the boys to come back, James and Sirius had got detention, and Remus had offered to go as well because he didn't want Professor McGonagall to have to deal with the two of them alone, working on an essay when the portrait opened, revealing the three boys I'd been waiting for. However, instead of making myself known, I just continued to write, "How did you get in here?!"

I looked up to see James' confused face and put down my quill, walking up to them, "Girlfriend privileges." I spoke as Remus and Sirius both gave me a hug, pecking one of my cheeks each. I saw James' confusion grow and I chuckled, "You two might want to explain what's going on to your friend."

However, the two of them were too preoccupied peppering me with kisses to notice and I sighed, knowing I'd have to tell James, "The three of us are all dating each other, 'poly-relationship' if you get what I mean."

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I'm going to stop this here before i gets any longer, it's already over 3000 words sfhadfhgf

Simon Oneshot - All for One and One for All

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Timing: Turnabout for Tomorrow (includes spoilers)

Type of oneshot: Fluff/Angst

Reader's Age: 29

Reader's Occupation: Prosecutor

Reader's Relations: Simon’s wife and Phoenix’s sister

Warnings: None?

Other notes: This came to me whilst listening to ‘Alone’ from the Turnabout Musical soundtrack, and references that song at some point.

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“As a matter of fact, Wright, after your request, a more thorough investigation was done on the lighter, and a second set of fingerprints were found on it along with Miss Cykes’.”

“Who’s? It might help us find the true culprit.”

“Are you sure you want to know, Wright? It will come as a shock to you.”

“Just tell us, Edgeworth, this is not the time!”

“Hmph. Very well then. The prints belong to (Y/n).”

“That helps… Surname?”

“Who do you think, Wright? The prints belong to (Y/n) Wright-Blackquill.”

“WHAT?!”

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

“(Y/n), tell me it’s not true.”

“Do you want me to lie to you? Because if I told you that I was nowhere near the Space Centre the day Dr Cykes was murdered, it would be so.”

Phoenix just sighed in response, knowing this revelation had made the case harder for him, now having to defend 3 people, to make sure neither me, Simon nor Athena went to/back to jail.

“Your Honour, may I make a statement?” I asked, ignoring Phoenix’s sweating face, “I’m the one that killed Dr Cykes. Do what you will with that information, but Simon deserves to be–”

“Silence! (Y/n), I won’t let you do this. Don’t make ridiculously false statements.”

I rolled my eyes and turned to the reverse panda that was my husband, “I’m telling the truth. Out of us, you’re the one making false statements, Simon. Your Honour, I will accept whatever sentence you give me, just as long as Simon is released.”

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“Go on. What do you have to say, Phoenix?” I spoke, refusing to look him or Athena in the eye, my head turned to the side.

“You first, (Y/n). What really happened that day? I know you don’t belong in here, we won’t let you face this alone!”

“Alone? Nick, I killed Dr Cykes, I deserve to be in here. I-I’m sorry for all the trouble I caused you, Athena.”

“Let me defend you.”

“Why?! There’s no point, Phoenix. I should have come clean seven years ago, but I-I was in the hospit-I don’t know why I didn’t. I should have just not been so cowardly,” I replied, nearly slipping up and mentioning me being in the hospital during the time of the trial for the incident, which would have caused more questions, as I’d told Phoenix that I was stuck on a hard case, “I guess this is where I fall apart. Look after Ashley for me, Phoenix, and if she asks, please don’t tell her that her mother’s a murderer.”

“I won’t let that happen! (Y/n), I know you’re innocent!”

“There’s more on the line here that you know, Phoenix. I just don’t want you to lose this case. If you take on my defence, you’ll lose the case.”

“Mr Wright won those trials because his clients were innocent! If you didn’t do it, then what’s the problem?” Athena asked.

“I’m guilty! That’s the thing, Athena. Crime deserves penance. Why should you bother helping me? Me being in jail serves the greater good, Phoenix. Just leave me alone, please!” I shouted, slamming my hand down in front of me, consequently sending a jolt of pain up my arm, where the bandage was still wrapped around for the past seven years (It’s not the same bandage over seven years! It’s been cleaned/different bandages). I winced in pain but tried to cover it up, hoping neither my brother nor Athena had noticed.

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“(Y/n), we’ve concluded that Athena stabbed the real culprit. I know you didn’t receive any injuries around that time, you were prosecuting a case the following days, so you couldn’t have been stabbed anywhere significant. I know you’re innocent!”

I grabbed my arm lightly, sighing, “I was hoping I wouldn’t have to do this, but you leave me no choice, Nick.” I removed my suit jacket and unbuttoned the sleeve of the shirt I was wearing pulling it up my arm to reveal the bandage wrapped around my forearm, “The few days after the incident, I wasn’t actually prosecuting a case, Phoenix, I was actually at the hospital, getting this,” I paused and removed the bandage from my arm, revealing the long scar, “seen to by a doctor. I don’t really need the bandage anymore, but the doctor said it’s still liable to bleed, seeing as how deep it was, so, I still need to keep it bandaged. You’re going to have to try harder if you want to save all three of us.”

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“So, explain to me again what exactly happened the day Dr Cykes was murdered, (Y/n).”

I sighed and rolled my eyes, “You were in the courtroom when it was being discussed Phoenix. I’d gone to the Space Centre to visit as I knew Simon was there, but when I got up to the Robotics Lab, I saw Athena lying passed out on the floor, and a strange person standing with Dr Cykes’ coat on, with her already dead where they found her body. Upon realising that they had the Moon Rock, I tried to fight them off, then I got stabbed in the arm. Simon arrived a few minutes later, and despite my resistance, called an ambulance. I fell unconscious due to the blood loss and woke up three days later in the hospital. Then I came back to the agency with my ‘I’ve just finished a really stressful case’ story.”

“I’m just glad you’re not dead, (Y/n).”

“And I’m glad you didn’t get executed, Simon,” I replied, turning to face the ‘Twisted Samurai’. “I love you too much,” I finished, leaning up and pecking his cheek. At that moment, I felt arms wrap around my legs and I realised it was Ashley. I bent down and picked the seven-year-old up, “Simon, this is Ashley, your daughter. I didn’t have time to tell you because I only found out myself when I woke up, the doctor saying something about ‘both me and the baby being in good health’, well apart from me bleeding. Ashley, this is your father. Hopefully, he’ll be around for the rest of your life, or a decent chunk of it, rather than not even knowing you existed, As for why you haven’t met him before, I’ll explain it in a few years.”

“Is it related to why I had to spend the past few days with Uncle Nick, Mummy?”

“Now, how did you learn about that?”

“Uncle Nick told me not to tell you! But he said that you would be back in a few days and that you were having a small ‘holiday’, although, I don’t think it was much of a holiday now. Unless being in the Detention Centre is a holiday for you, Mummy.”

“Phoenix, how much did you tell her?” I asked, standing up and looking my older brother directly in the eye, “You better not have gone into detail about the incident!”

“All I said was that-”

“Someone had been murdered and you were accused of it, so you were in the Detention Centre until the real culprit was found.”

“Phoenix Wright, you better start running before I murder you!” I shouted, glaring daggers at my brother, “She’s a child! She doesn’t need to know about murders and stuff yet.”

Before I could run off to chase the, now, running Phoenix, I felt a gentle hand on my shoulder, “(Y/n), Wright-Dono means well. Plus he’s your brother. You shouldn’t get too mad at him.”

“You’re right, Simon, I’ll let him run back to the Agency, then call him and tell him he can stop running. I love you so much,” I responded, leaning up and kissing him, “I missed that.”

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And another oneshot…

A Note

I now write Glee oneshots! Please request

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.

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

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.

A Birthday Surprise - Ciel x Reader

In this, you're a year older than Ciel. (14) and Ciel is 13. Also, in this, Ciel and Elizabeth aren't related.

-----------------CIEL'S POV

"Young Master, why are you so insistent on going into town today?"

"Sebastian, I'm warning, you. Don't ask pointless questions," I replied, glaring at him.

"Of course, Young Master. But, might it have something to do with Lady (Y/n)'s birthday?"

(If Sebastian refers to him as something else, please tell me and I will change it)

"Sebastian, I'm warning you," I growled. He chuckled before we were on our way. He was right though, (Y/n)'s birthday was coming up and I wanted to get her something.

YOUR POV

"Come on, (Y/n)! You need to celebrate! A ball is a perfect way to celebrate your birthday!" Lizzie screeched in my ear, "Please?! Please?! Please?!"

I rolled my eyes, "Fine. We can have a ball, Lizzie. But, you have to organise it."

"Yay! You're the best sister ever!" she squealed hugging me. I patted her back, returning the hug, "Yeah, if you say so, Lizzie."

She then brightened up even more if it was possible, "Maybe I can get Ciel to come!" She then ran off, leaving me in my bedroom alone. I sat on the edge of my bed and sighed.

"My Lady?"

I looked up at the voice, "Paula. I'm fine. Just thinking."

"Are you sure? You seem exasperated."

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"If you say so, My Lady."

I nodded and she left my room, leaving me to think over stuff, "Why? Why is it Lizzie that gets everything?" I was, of course, speaking of Lizzie being betrothed to Ciel. I'd had a crush on him for a while and Lizzie was the one that was going to marry him someday.

"(Y/n)! We're going into town!"

I giggled before leaving my room, all ready to go out into town.

--------------------BACK TO CIEL'S POV

We finally arrived in town and I started searching the stores for a good gift for (Y/n). However, nothing seemed to fit for her. It was about an hour later when I caught sight of a glass shop (This isn't what you may think: No, it's not just a random shop that sells glass. It's one of those places where they have coloured glass. There was one of these in France when I went there with my family before lockdown and Coronavirus and I got this butterfly made from coloured glass) I walked into the shop, being careful not to knock anything over, with it all being glass.

YOUR POV

"(Y/n)! Let's look in there!" Lizzie shouted, grabbing my arm and pointing to a glass shop before dragging me towards it. She dragged me inside and immediately ran off looking at the whole shop. I shook my head before continuing to look around the shop. I soon heard some familiar voices, "I wish it was (Y/n) that I was going to marry in the future."

"Why would that be, Young Master?"

"Sebastian, what did I say about pointless questions?"

"I'm sorry Young Master."

I was shocked at this, but didn't want to make it seem like I was eavesdropping on them so, I continued my search for Lizzie. It was an easy feat as withing two minutes, she had run up to me, "(Y/n)! Can I get this?!" she asked showing me a glass butterfly she had found.

(Just imagine it's pink)

"If you want to, Lizzie. It's your money," I replied. She smiled and walked off to the counter. I followed her and caught up to her once she'd paid for it, "Okay, we can go home now!"

I smiled and we walked out of the shop, back to the carriage, where Paula was waiting for us. We got in and started the ride home.

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"(Y/n)! Happy birthday!"

"Thank you, Lizzie," I replied, smiling. She handed me a bag and I was confused, "Lizzie, what's this?"

"Your present!"

I smiled, "Thank you," before digging my hand into the bag. I felt something soft in there and I pulled it out to reveal a plushie on a(n) (Favourite Animal). I looked back to Lizzie, "Thank you! It's adorable!"

"You're welcome, (Y/n)!"

"Lady (Y/n), you have a visitor."

I turned towards the door, "Who is it, Paula?"

"It's Lord Phantomhive, My Lady."

I was confused, Why would Ciel want to see me? I nodded to her, "I'll be there in a minute."

"Paula."

"Yes, Lady Elizabeth?"

"Why does Ciel want to see (Y/n)? Are you sure it's not me he wants to see?"

"I'm sure, Lady Elizabeth. He specifically stated he wanted to talk to Lady (Y/n)."

I stood up and patted Lizzie on the head before walking out my bedroom, the plushie still in my hands. I made my way to the hallway where I saw Ciel waiting. I smiled and walked up to him, "How are you, Ciel?"

"Hello, (Y/n). I'm doing great. What about yourself? And how's Elizabeth?"

"I'm doing peachy. Just peachy," I replied gripping the plushie, "And Lizzie's doing well too."

"That's good. (Y/n), may I talk to you, alone?" he responded, glaring at Sebastian, who got the message and walked off. Ciel turned back to me, "(Y/n), can I be honest with you?"

"Of course, you can, Ciel."

"I don't want to marry Elizabeth when we're older."

I was shocked at this, "Why?" Note to self: Don't tell Lizzie this. She'll be upset beyond the point of return.

"There's someone else I want to marry," he continued before looking me in the eye and taking my cheek in his hand, "(Y/n), I love you."

My eyes widened and I remained quiet. Ciel took this the wrong way and removed his hand, "I knew you didn't love me back but Sebastian said to me that if I didn't confess to you, then he'd do it for me."

"Ciel, whoever said that I didn't feel the same?!"

"What?"

"I was just in shock that you loved me back. All these years I've had to keep my feelings to myself because I wanted Lizzie to be happy but, I've learned that I need to stand up for myself. I love you, Ciel Phantomhive."

"May I kiss you?"

I nodded and he leaned in, kissing me. I responded to the situation and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"(Y/n)! What are you doing?!"

We broke off at the sound of Lizzie's voice to see her with tears in her eyes, "Ciel's mine!"

I immediately felt tears in my eyes and ran off back to my room, ignoring Ciel's shouts for me to come back. Why does Lizzie have to ruin everything for me?! It's my birthday! Why can't at least something go right for me?! I flopped on my bed and cried my eyes out.

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"(Y/n)? Can I come in?"

"What do you want, Elizabeth?!" I retorted through the closed door.

"I want to talk to you."

"Why?! You've already ruined my life, what else do you want to do to hurt me?!"

"(Y/n), I'm sorry. Y-You can have Ciel if you want him."

"Lizzie, it's fine. I know you're already betrothed and there's nothing I can do about it. You have him. I'll find someone else to love."

"(Y/n), you can have him! I already know that he doesn't love me so you have him! He loves you and you love him so you have him! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry for treating you like a servant all the time! You're my sister and I love you. I'm sorry!"

I stood up and walked over, unlocking the door to see Lizzie there, tears in her eyes, "Do you really mean it, Lizzie?"

"Yes, you can have Ciel. I've taken everything from you. The least I can do is give you Ciel." I smiled and hugged her, "Thank you."

"(Y/n)?" I broke off from the hug at the voice.

"Can I talk to you please?"

I nodded and walked to Ciel. When I did, he kissed me, "I love you."

"I love you too, Ciel."

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

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Timing: After DD

Type of oneshot: Fluff

Reader's Age: 26

Reader's Occupation: Not Applicable

Reader's Relations: None

Warnings: Swearing

Other notes: None

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Of course. Do you mean now?”

“Yes, if you’re able to.”

“Yeah, I’ll be down soon.”

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

“Where are you going?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Hello, sweetie. How are you doing?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Aww… You’re really nice though!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

---------------------TRUCY’S POV

“Hi Daddy!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“R-really?!”

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

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

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

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

“Hm? Of course, you can, Polly!”

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

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

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

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

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

“If you want to, Melissa.”

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

—--------------------END OF ONESHOT

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

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!

Ace Attorney Secret Santa 2022!

Heya!! So my bestie is hosting an Ace Attorney secret Santa on instagram! If you’re an artist, editor, fanfic writer or enjoy making AA related content, please check out the post! 

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-To join, simply comment on the post with your 2 favourite Ace Attorney characters and/or ships 

-Deadline to join is on the 30th of November! Further details on the post 

I’ll be helping them host so let either of us know if you have any questions!

Please share, we’re hoping have plenty people to join in! 

Bruno Oneshot - You Can Always Find Help in Friends and Family

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: Fluff? (idk what to call this)

Reader's Relations: None/Best friends with Agustin (Cause he’s Bean)

Warnings: Mentions of death

Other notes: This randomly came to me after rereading the backstory for Gabriella (one of my Encanto OCs), just to say you own a flower shop… This takes place a few months after Isabela gets her gift (therefore all other character ages are adjusted accordingly)

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I sighed looking down at the many bunches of flowers that were starting the shrivel up in the shop, feeling my stomach starting to rumble a bit as I hadn’t eaten anything apart from one slice of bread, and it now being around 3 in the afternoon. It had been difficult for me, my father had died before I was born and my mum had died when I was 18. Since then I’d run my mother’s flower shop, selling flowers to the townsfolk. This is what actually led me to meet the person who would become my best friend. Agustin would come to the shop at least once a week to buy flowers and I soon learned he was smitten with Julieta and was trying to impress her by constantly giving her flowers. To start with, I thought it was adorable that he was so in love that he’d buy flowers every week for her, but then it started to become more frequent and eventually, I just started giving them to him for free knowing they were going to a good cause.

It was a few months after Isabela got her gift that I noticed that the flower shop was losing business. I knew why, obviously, it was because of her gift as she could make flowers appear of out thin air, and she was doing it for free. Due to this, I started to not be able to make enough money to feed myself or take care of myself properly. I knew no one would miss me if I did end up dying from starvation or something.

I had been busy watering the flowers in the shop, just on the off chance that someone would come in when I slipped on a wet patch on the floor, “Mierda,” I muttered to myself standing up, only to fall back down again from the water in the floor. I growled and started to crawl over to where it was, soon wincing in pain at my ankle. I let out an exasperated sigh and pulled myself up by leaning on the counter, putting my weight on it as I grabbed an icepack I had just in case of emergency.

“(Y/n), hello!”

I quickly hid the ice pack under the counter and stood up, leaning my weight on the top so Agustin wouldn’t be able to tell anything was wrong, “Hey, friend! Let me guess the normal?” He nodded, a blush overtaking his cheeks, “Yeah.” I smiled and placed weight on my foot to see how it would hold up, and I was unable to hold back the wince and sharp intake of breath.

“You’re hurt. (Y/n) what happened?”

“I’m fine, just tweaked my ankle a bit when I had a fall. It’s nothing serious.”

“You’re wincing in pain. Trust me if anyone knows anything about pain, its me.”

“Yeah, I know, Mr Accident Prone. I’ll be f-PUT ME DOWN!” I interrupted myself when Agustin picked me up and put me over his shoulder, “No, you need help. I’m taking you back to Julieta so you can get your ankle healed, then I’ll come back with you for the flowers.”

I growled and continued to hit him in the back as he walked towards the Madrigal’s house, “You puta! I'm fine, I do not need medical attention! Put me down! I am fine! I told you it’s just a tweak, I can walk it off!”

Despite my protests, I ended up in the kitchen of the Madrigal’s house, my leg propped up on another chair as I sat down, Julieta making a batch of arepas.

“How did you manage to break your ankle, (Y/n)?” she asked, wiping her hands on her apron.

“I did not ‘break’ it. I just tweaked it. Could have just walked it off!” I grumbled, “I tripped over a patch of water I didn’t realise was on the floor in the shop.”

“Oh, well here you go, eat up and you’ll be back to yourself,” Julieta replied, shoving one of the now-cooked arepas into my hand. I reluctantly took a bite and felt the pain go away. I stood up and thanked her before walking to the kitchen door, but I felt her grab my wrist and gasp, “(Y/n), have you lost weight?”

I rolled my eyes, “I don’t see why that’s any of your concern. Now let me go, I have flowers that need watering.”

“Are you eating enough? You know you can talk to me about anything.”

I pulled my arm from her grasp and continued towards the door, when Castia trapped me in the kitchen, “Stupid house,” I muttered to myself, sitting back down, knowing there was no arguing with the magic house, “Fine! To be completely honest, no I’m not. I haven't had a decent meal in months, in fact, haven’t had a decent meal since Isabela got her gift! Since then hardly anyone ever comes to the shop to buy flowers as they can get them for free from her, no one wants to buy flowers.”

“Oh, dear. Eat up, come on you need food, (Y/n),” Julieta responded, placing the remaining arepas in front of me.

“You’re not mad at me for talking bad about Isabela? I mean, she’s your daughter and I’m basically blaming her, a 5-year-old, for my problems!”

“Of course not, it’s not your fault that is what Isabela’s gift is, (Y/n). Now, eat.”

I gave her a small smile and took another arepa, seeing Julieta mutter something to herself. A few minutes later, Bruno walked into the kitchen, “Julieta, Dolores told me you wanted me to come down?”

“Yes. If you wouldn’t mind, I’d like you to look into (Y/n) future. I’m worried about her and the flower shop.”

My eyes widened, “It’s fine, honestly! I’ll be fine, you don’t need to trouble yourself with my personal issues. I mean, they’re called personal issues for a reason.” Before I could say anything else, Bruno had grasped my hands, his eyes glowing green. A few minutes later, he let go and I noticed a slight pink tint to his normally dark skin.

“Bruno? Are you alright?” I asked, placing a hand on his shoulder. He seemed to snap out of a daze and looked me in the eye. I’d got to know him at Julieta and Agustin’s wedding, and since then I’d grown a crush on the youngest triplet.

“Bye,” he spoke, turning around and leaving, but I grabbed him before he could, “If it’s something bad, tell me so I know to prepare myself. Please.” I took a shaky breath and bit my lip as he turned around again, “I-I… Fine, whatIsawwasustogetherandeventuallymarried!” I saw the pink in his cheeks grow and I let out a small giggle, “Wow. That’s not what I was expecting you to say. I was expecting something along the lines of that ‘You’re going to wither away to nothing because your flower shop is going to go out of business’.” I spoke, giving my best impression of Bruno for the last statement, “Not that what you saw isn’t welcome to me,” I continued tucking a hair behind my ear, not noticing that Julieta had left the kitchen, leaving the two of us alone. Bruno’s head shot up, his black curls bouncing, “Really?” I giggled again and nodded, “To be truthful, I’ve had a crush on you for a while.” His eyes widened and his smile increased, “T-that’s like the best news I’ve ever-” he was cut off when he fell over, bumping into me, causing the two of us to end up on the floor of the kitchen.

“(Y/n), c-can I kiss you?” I felt my face heat up and nodded, “You don’t need to ask.” With that said, I leaned down, as I’d landed on top of him, and kissed him.

“Does this mean you’re going to be our Tía now?”

I broke off immediately and stood up looking to the door to see Isabela and Dolores standing there, the latter with a smile on her face, causing me to guess that she was the one that had asked the question. My face went bright red, “We’ll have to see about that, Dolores. Maybe in a few years.” Isabela then walked over and I bent down to her level so she didn’t have to crane her neck to look up at me, “I’m sorry.”

“What for? Isa, you have nothing to be sorry for.”

“It’s m fault you haven’t eaten well. I don’t deserve this gift, your flowers are so pretty! I see the ones Papí brings home for Mamí. They’re so pretty!”

I gave her a smile, deciding to sit down on the floor, “It’s not your fault, Isabela. Listen. You were given your gift because it would help the Encanto. You do so much by giving out flowers and making them grow. The village looks so amazing with the flowers you grow.”

“But it’s made you lose busy-ness!” she squeaked out as a reply, “I have an idea! I can grow flowers and then give them to you to sell!”

I smiled, feeling my heart melt at how much she was willing to do for me, someone who she barely knew, probably only heard of my name, and wasn’t part of her family.” I just gave her a small pat on the head, “Isa, you don’t need to do that. I’ll be fine.”

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“Can you tell us the confession story again? PLEASE?!”

I smiled and gave Glacia and Estrella a kiss on the forehead each, “I’ve told you that story before,” I responded to the two 3-year-olds, “I could always tell you the story of when Camilo managed to get stu-”

“Tía! Please don’t!” I stood up carefully, and turned to the door, to see Camilo there, his face slightly pink, “You said you wouldn’t ever tell that story!”

“Did I? I don’t remember tha-” I cut myself off when I felt a sharp pain in my stomach, “Camilo, help, my water broke.” His eyes widened, knowing what I meant after both Antonio and the twins, and ran over supporting me so I wouldn’t fall over, muttering, presumingly talking to his sister. A few minutes later, Bruno came rushing into the nursery, the rest of the family behind him. 

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Several hours later, I was holding Alieta in my arms, lying on Bruno’s bed, and the rest of the family was allowed back in, the only ones in the room before were Bruno and Julieta. The twins came running in and up to the bed, still arguing about who was going to be a better sister, causing me to giggle, “You two want to meet her?” They immediately stopped squabbling and nodded and Bruno lifted them onto the bed. I smiled as they crawled over and I showed them their now sister, “Say hello to Alieta.”

They both said their hellos and I felt my heart melt. I soon let out a yawn, it now being very late at night and Bruno took Alieta from me, placing her in the small crib that had been set in the room ready. Julieta walked over and offered to put the twins back to bed, something I was very thankful for as the minute I laid back down, I fell asleep.

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Yeah… not too happy with th ending of this one… For info on my ocs, go to my toyhouse: HamiltonAttorney2277 https://toyhou.se/HamiltonAttorney2277/characters/folder:4585111 

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

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: Songfic/Fluff

Song Used: Candy Store - Heathers

Timing: Modern AU

Reader's Relations: Washington’s Daughter

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

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

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

“I wish I was you, (Y/n). I would-”

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

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

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

“Well, hello there, Darlin’.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“She’ll be more annoyed if it’s me!”

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

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

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

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

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

“(Y/n)?”

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

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

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

“What?”

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

“Oh yeah? Who’s that?”

“Me.”

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

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

“Hm, of course, (Y/n).”

“That was my first kiss.”

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

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

MEANWHILE

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

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

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

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

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

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

“We said we’re sorry, (Y/n)!”

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

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

“But I’ve missed you.”

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

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

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

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

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