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can u give a quick guide on how to request a oneshot and what details to include?

sure! just ask me on Tumblr, like you have here, for what I need:

Character - Obviously (I’ll only do characters from fandoms I know though, so please go check my Masterlist for the fandoms)

Fandom - Just to make sure

Prompt - If you have a prompt I can put into the oneshot

Plot - What you want the oneshot to include, the more detail the better

Reader’s relations - Do you want the reader to be related to any other character?

Reader’s occupation - Self-Explanatory, but only applies to certain fandoms though

Warnings - Any sensitive subjects?

Other Notes - anything else I might need to know?

is the request form still open?

Yes it is. but I’d prefer that if you’re requesting, you put it as an ask here with all the details in. that way I get notified when you request.

Fireman Sam Oneshot - Some Secrets Can Be Shared

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: Fluff

Reader’s Occupation: Firefighter

Reader's Relations: Sam’s girlfriend (but no one else knows)

Warnings: None?

Other notes: My brain is messed up. In this, you invent things, and they mostly work, a few of which come into play in this oneshot. Thanks to @oh-no-its-the-oc-x-canon-monster for helping me edit this, and please don't judge, I've been falling into the rabbit holes of tv shows I used to watch as a kid. I've written more, cause brain is odd, and but they are just waiting on being edited before they get published.

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“Who can tell me what we use Mercury for?” I asked the kids with a singsong voice.

The kids' hands shot up in excitement.

“Sarah?”

“For emergencies that you can’t get to with the other vehicles.”

I beamed, clapping my hands, “Correct! We also use Mercury for off-road emergencies such as—”

“(Y/n), can you read me?” I was cut off when my walkie-talkie went off.

“Loud and clear, Sam. I can read you loud and clear.”

“Good, we’re going to need your help. Norman’s stuck on a ledge on the cliffs and we can’t get close enough with Wallaby 2.”

“On my way. Just send me your coordinates, and I’ll be there as soon as I can,” I said, quickly grabbing a helmet, and attaching my walkie-talkie back to my uniform before turning to the children, “Sorry kids, duty calls.”

“Aww…” They pouted, some even stomping and waving their fists in disappointment.

“Sorry, I promise I’ll be back!” I echoed, smiling at the kids as I jumped onto Mercury and sped away to the Ocean Rescue Centre, where I parked outside and put on my ocean rescue uniform.

Pressing a small button on my shoes, I activated small floats attached to the uniform. Activating my personalised freeze gun to transform the water into ice, I skated across. I eventually reached where Norman was stuck, seeing Sam and Penny on Neptune, Ben on Titan, and Tom in the sky with Wallaby 2.

“(Y/n), can you get up there?”

I gave a thumbs up and a wink, saying, “Yep, just got to make a few minor adjustments!”

I scrolled through the menu on my wrist before finding the ‘suction cups’ button. Immediately, the floats on my shoes and gloves ballooned into suction cups. I hastily climbed, knowing I made the right decision to perfect the suction function before the other additions to my uniforms.

“Are you hurt?” I asked, after reaching the ledge Norman was stuck on.

“I don’t think so, just get me down please!”

“I’m on it, Norman. Don’t worry, just keep tight hold of me.” He nodded and edged his way over to me, but that’s when I heard beeping, and my foot slipped.

“(Y/n)? Are you alright?”

I pressed the button on my helmet, allowing me to talk on the small microphone, “Yes.. just one tiny little problem… My power’s out. I’m not going to be able to climb down safely.”

“Can you see any other way down?”

“No,” I responded. That’s when I got an idea, “Penny, can you bring Neptune as close as you can?”

“Roger that, (Y/n).”

“What’s your idea?” Norman asked, as Penny brought Neptune closer. I took a deep breath, “Norman, keep tight hold of me, okay? There’s only one way down, and it’s jumping.”

“WHAT?!”

“I know, but it’s the quickest way. I’m out of power.”

“O-okay,” he replied, wrapping his arms around my torso. I took another deep breath before jumping, making sure to keep hold of Norman and keeping a hand over his head to protect it. I soon felt a pain shoot through my wrist, but solid ground beneath me.

“Freedom! YES! I’m free!”

I laughed and stood, thankful that we’d landed on Neptune, rather than in the ocean, before hissing in pain.

“(Y/n)? Are you alright? What were you thinking?”

“I’m fine, just hurt my wrist a bit. It was the only way I could see to get down. I’ll be fine, Sam. I’ll just need to wrap it for a few days and then go away.”

However, he wouldn’t let it go, “You put your whole body weight on your wrist, I’ll be surprised if it’s not broken.” I rolled my eyes at his protective attitude and wanted to sigh when I heard him radioing Nurse Flood, “Ocean Rescue to Nurse Helen Flood. We need you at the quay. We need you to do a quick check-up on someone.”

I was unable to hear her reply, but as soon as we were back on dry land, Sam ushered me over to where Helen was.

“Oh dear, that looks bad, (Y/n). I’ll give you a check up too.”

It was soon revealed I’d broken my wrist which had to be in a cast, rendering me useless for 6 to 8 weeks.

“But I told you, it doesn’t hurt! I’ll go crazy if I have to sit around and do nothing when people need help!”

Nurse Flood sighed, “If you listen to me now, then you’ll avoid causing more damage to yourself, (Y/n). You’ll be back helping people in no time if you just follow my orders.”

I pouted before finally nodding, “Okay, Nurse Flood. Thank you.”

She smiled at me and reiterated that I wasn’t to help out and put more pressure on my wrist before saying goodbye and driving off.

I huffed, “Stupid Norman Price. I wouldn’t be in this situation if it wasn’t for him getting stuck.”

“You okay?”

“Sweet Mother of Neptune, Sam, you scared me! But you were right. My wrist is broken.” I murmured, slumping my shoulders.

“You seriously need to be careful, (Y/n).”

“I know, Sam, but better me breaking my wrist than Norman, right? I can hear him in my head, whining about how much pain he’s in,” I responded, walking over to the railing at the end of the quay, “The sunset’s beautiful, isn’t it?”

“Yes, but I know something more beautiful.”

“I swear to Neptune, if you say me, you are the cheesiest person ever,” I groaned playfully, rolling my eyes.

“H-how did you know I was going to say that?” Sam asked, wrapping an arm around me.

“I know what you’re like. We should probably get back to the station. Don’t know who’s going to need rescuing and when.”

“Wait a minute, you are not helping until your wrist is better. I heard Nurse Flood telling you so.”

“But I’m going to be bored out of my mind!”

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“Ahh!!!!! It’s a Moon Man! I told you they were real, Hannah!”

Hannah crossed her arms with a sigh, “Don’t be ridiculous, Norman, they don-”

“Oh yeah? Then look behind you!”

It was at that moment, when I bounced into Hannah’s view, chiming, “Hey, everyone. What’s happening here?”

“Get back, Moon Man! I have pickles!” Norman shouted, shoving a pickle in my face.

I cringed as I swatted the pickle away and removed the helmet I’d been wearing to keep my head safe while I was testing my bouncy shoes.

“It’s not a Moon Man, Norman! It’s just (Y/n). See, I told you they didn’t exist!”

At that moment, I started to smell smoke and then I noticed that Joe’s laser had fallen over and caused a fire, “Behind me, now. I’ll need to call for backup!”

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“You always need to remember when around lasers, they can be dangerous.”

“It was partially my fault too, Sam,” I spoke, walking over, “I was testing out my bouncy shoes and I think I must have scared Norman with my helmet on. I apologise, but look, I got them working!” I smiled and kicked off, proceeding to bounce around, before coming to a safe and controlled stop, “Look, no injuring myself!”

“That’s good, (Y/n), but you were told not to do anything that could hurt your arm more.”

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“Oh. Well, this is mildly embarrassing…” I muttered to myself as I held onto a rock. I’d been out testing my water skates again, wanting to make sure they were working in case they were needed once my arm was better, “Oh well, better send a flare up.” I quickly took out one of the emergency ones from my bag that I’d brought just in case I needed help, even though I really didn’t want to use it, knowing that it meant I’d be in deep trouble, but my ice gun had run out again, and I had no way back to the shore. Eventually, I heard the sound of the Ocean Rescue team, and started to call out. Once I was sitting on Neptune, with a life jacket, that I prepared myself for my lecture I knew I was going to get, “(Y/n)... What were we talking about?”

“Sorry… ‘No doing things that I could potentially hurt myself more with’. I know, but I just wanted to make sure they were still working.”

We eventually made it back to dry land and once back up on the quay, unexpectedly, Sarah and James came running up to me and hugged me, “We’re so glad you’re safe, Aunty (Y/N)!” James spoke after they’d let me go, only to receive a slap on the head from Sarah, “James! She’s not our aunt! Even I wouldn’t have made that mistake. Sorry (Y/n).”

“It’s okay, Sarah. Although, just between you and me, you might be calling me that soon.”

“What? What are you talking about?”

“Right, back to the station.”

I mentally breathed a sigh of relief and turned away from the twins walking over to the rest of the crew, only to be dragged over to Venus by Sam, who had an uncharacteristically annoyed look on his face, and I knew I was going to be lectured again.

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“So cold… so glad that fire’s on,” I muttered, removing my gloves, and warming my hands up, “I hate Winter.”

“Um, (Y/n)... there’s something shiny on your hand. What is it?” Elvis asked, pointing to my hand. I froze and quickly covered it with my right hand, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

However, he persisted, and grabbed my hand, “I-is that a ring?”

I went to reply, spilling everything about mine and Sam’s relationship, but then I remembered, we had promised each other to keep it a secret until the time was right, and I didn’t know how he’d feel about me telling the rest of the fire crew, without him around, but i didn’t have to worry for too long as I soon felt arms wrap around my waist from behind, “May as well tell them now, (Y/n). They’ll find out sooner or later.”

“What are you talking about, Sam? Have you been hiding something from us?” Elvis asked, immediately dropping my hand, and turning his attention to Sam.

I just giggled, “Okay, fine. We’ve been dating for the last two years.”

“How did we not notice for two years? Penny, did you notice?”

The blonde just shook her head, “No. I couldn’t tell either.”

I just rolled my eyes, “Well, honestly, there were a lot of hints dropped. Look back and think about some recent events…”

“Now you mention it, we should have realised,” Ellie spoke up.

I just giggled in response and leaned my head on Sam’s shoulder, smiling.

“At least they know now. I wasn’t going to be able to hide this for very long,” I muttered, taking his hand and placing it on my stomach.

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So this was better in my head…as most of them are…

Sebastian Oneshot - You Are the Reason

Requested?: No, please request, I need ideas…

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: Fluff? Kinda… I dunno what I’d call this

Reader's Relations: Blaine’s twin sister

Warnings: Mentions of transphobia, mentions of s*lf H*rm.

Other notes: Reader is trans, but it’s like not known information. The reader was born female but has been pretending to be male while at school. The first part is set during the former part of season 3. (M/n) means male name.

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I smiled to myself as I walked down the halls of McKinley towards the Choir Room after having been pointed the way by one of the students, my coat wrapped closely around me, covering up my Dalton blazer and tie. I soon came to the room, and knocked on the doorframe, due to the door being wide open, “I am sorry to interrupt but I was wondering if-” Before I could finish my sentence, Blaine had ran up and hugged me, nearly knocking the hat off my head, which would have revealed my longer hair.

“Oh, hello to you too, Little Brother. I missed you.”

“So who is this? Not that I care but just saying.”

Blaine let go of me and turned around to the rest of the group, “This is (Y-” I stepped on his foot giving him a glare, “My name is (M/n), I’m Blaine’s older brother. But that’s all you need to know,” I spoke, before turning to who I guessed was the teacher, “I came because I wanted to ask if I could try out for Glee Club. I recently transferred to McKinley from my old school.”

Before he could reply, Blaine had taken my wrist and pulled me over to the chairs, causing me to let go of my coat, revealing my school uniform underneath, leading to the same girl who’d spoken before to speak out, “Oh great. Mr Scheuster, are you really going to allow this? Some random guy walks in and doesn’t even need to try out? We don’t need two Warblers in our Glee Glub.”

I felt my eye twitching and I stood up turning to her, “Right. I will have you know, Little Miss Cheerleader, that I have no intention of leaking your ‘secrets’ to the Warblers. I left Dalton to come here.”

“Then how come you’re still in your uniform?”

“Because I wanted to have one last day in it before it gets ‘retired’ so to speak. If you want me to sing, I’ll sing,” I replied, taking my coat off completely and standing up. 

https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=gxTRx4uurxs&si=DoXoEmsCa-2vyYGv - the song is Dark Horse by Katy Perry

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“I’ve been thinking. How come you sing like a girl?”

I felt a small pang in my heart and my heart rate started to increase but before I could say anything, Mr Schuester had spoken up, “Santana, that’s enough.”

“No, I want to know. Tell us. Why do you look and dress like a guy, but you sing like a girl?”

Instead of responding, I just stood up and ran out of the Choir Room, ignoring the calls of my name for me to come back. I just ran to the Auditorium and walked onto the stage, thankful no one else was there.

“(M/n)?”

I looked up at the voice and smiled slightly at Blaine, “Hi.”

“You alright?”

I shook my head and soon felt him bring me into a hug, “Just know I’ll never judge you.”

“I know you won’t, but others might... I don’t think people are going to understand. I don’t feel comfortable as a girl.”

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“What’s on your mind, (M/n)? You’ve been zoning out the whole time.”

I sighed, swirling the straw of my smoothie around in the drink, “Seb, you know how when we started dating, we agreed we would and could tell each other anything?” He nodded and I took a deep breath, “Well, the thing is, I apologise, but I’ve been lying to you. I was born a girl. I was allowed to go to Dalton cause I cut my hair a bit shorter and wore a binder to cover my chest. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you earlier, but I’ve come to realise that I don’t feel comfortable with being a girl, so I’m going to undergo surgery to change my gender.”

Sebastian looked at me in shock before a smile took over his face, “That’s perfectly alright with me.”

I felt like a weight was lifted from my shoulders when I heard him say that and I returned his smile, hugging him, “This is why I love you, Seb.”

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I squeaked as I felt a hand hit my head, causing my hat to fall off, in turn revealing my longer hair. This caused the whole Glee Club, minus Blaine, to gasp and I felt my face turn bright red in both embarrassment and anger.

“I told you there was something off about this one. Why’s your hair so long?” Santana asked, getting closer to me, a smirk on her face, telling me she’d been the one to knock my hat off. I felt my heart rate increase and I sighed, “Fine, I’m a girl, but I don’t feel comfortable as a girl, which is why I never mentioned it to you guys. I wanted you to just see the new me rather than the old me,” I replied, “But, I’d rather that fact stayed in here.”

Over the next few weeks, I started to get pushed against the lockers and had several slushies thrown at me as well as hurtful words said to me. It got to the point where there were times that I was late to Glee Club because I had to wash the slushie out of my eyes and change clothes. Had I told anyone I was now being bullied? No. Was I going to? No. Then one day when I walked into Glee Club after just having finished washing a slushie out of my eyes, something snapped in me, and I completely broke down, sobbing. Immediately, Blaine had rushed over, rubbing my back, not asking why I was crying, even though I could tell he wanted to ask why I was crying, but he knew I’d speak when I was really. Eventually with some time, and help from the other Glee Club members, I’d calmed down enough to speak.

“(M/n)? What happened?”

“Someone leaked it to the rest of the school that I was a girl and since then, not a single day has gone by where I haven’t either been pushed against a locker or had a slushie thrown at me. That’s why I’m always late, I’ve been having to wash it off my face and out of my hair,” I responded before being wrapped in a hug.

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“Mr Schuester, before we begin, could I make a small announcement?” I asked, raising my hand, feeling butterflies in my stomach.

“Of course, (M/n),” he replied, smiling at me. I stood up nervously, returning the smile and walked to the front, taking a deep breath, “So, over the past few months, I’ve been going through the process of changing my gender and… I had the surgery on Monday, which is why I haven’t been in since last week.”

Everyone’s faces erupted in smiles, and they all ran up giving me a massive group hug, but the moment was interrupted by a familiar voice, “So, does that mean that I’m back to being gay now?”

I immediately turned on my heel to see Sebastian leaning on the door frame, a smile on his face. I felt my heart pumping, knowing from that statement my friends would have worked out that we were dating, but before any of them could say anything, I’d sped over and grabbed his hand, dragging him out into the hallway, “What the Hell are you doing here?! Sebastian, you really shouldn’t be here. I mean, I’m happy to see you, but why?”

“Warblers practice was cancelled due to several of the boys being ill with the flu, the annoying thing about Boarding Schools, illnesses tend to spread more easily. Anyway, I came over 'cause I wanted to see you.”

“What you mean is you want to know what song we’re planning to beat you with at Sectionals, right?” I giggled out in a joking way, but when he stayed silent, I stopped laughing, “You’re not joking with me… That’s why you came?!”

“(M/n), please..”

“Please what? Do you even love me or was this just a cruel game to you?”

“Listen, I.. Fine, I’ll tell you. We need to break up.”

“What…? Why?” I asked, as the tears started to come to my eyes, “You’re joking this time, right?”

“No, I’m not. I’m sorry, (M/n), but it’s for your own happiness. Your friends know we’re dating now, and I know they don’t like me, so I’m saving you the job of breaking up with me when you eventually choose them over me.”

“But… I can explain to them. They’ll understand that there’s more to you than the ‘massive arsehole’ they see you as.”

“Maybe. But the point is, I know they don’t like me. Goodbye, (M/n),” and before I could say anything else, he’d turned around and was walking down the corridor away from me before slipping out of my sight. I wiped my now tear-stained eyes, and took a deep breath, trying to make it look like I hadn’t been crying and walked back into the choir room, walking straight over to my bag. I picked it up, took my headphones out and connected them to my phone, before walking back out, not saying a word to anyone. As I was about halfway down the corridor in the opposite direction to where Sebastian had gone, I felt a hand on my wrist. I sighed and paused my music, turning around to see Blaine there.

“What?”

“Why?” he asked, “Out of all the people you could choose, you pick him. Let’s not forget he threw a rock salt slushie at me, (M/n). Why?!”

“I thought, after I’d got to know him he was rather charming, but I can see you were, no, you all were right about him. He is just a heartless asshole.”

“Wait a minute... This is the same guy who you were singing praises about how nice he was to you all the time, literally yesterday, what changed your mind?”

“He broke up with me! Is that what you wanted to know?!” I all but screamed in Blaine’s face before reaching for my headphones again, “I’ll see you at home. There’s something I want to do.” I walked off, putting my headphones back on.

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I gave up trying to hold tears in and let them cascade down my face as I went through my locker, taking down all the photos of Sebastian and I. Most of them were him kissing my cheek while I wasn’t looking, or vice versa, all of which had been taken by other Warblers, them knowing of our relationship, and being sworn to secrecy not to tell anyone else, “There goes my heart beating ‘cause you are the reason, I'm losing my sleep. Please come back now and there goes my mind racing and you are the reason that I'm still breathing. I'm hopeless now.” I started singing softly to myself as I either tore up the pictures I didn’t want to keep, threw them in the bin, or, on the rare occasion that there was someone else in the photo, usually one or more of the other Warblers, I just scored out Sebastian’s face and put them in my bag so I wouldn’t have to see them whenever I opened my locker, I'd climb every mountain and swim every ocean just to be with you and fix what you've broken. Oh, 'cause I need you to see that you are the reason.” It was true, apart from Blaine, Sebastian had been the only one, prior to me telling the rest of the New Directions, about my dislike for my gender, and my want to change it, “There goes my hands shaking and you are the reason my heart keeps bleeding. I need you now and if I could turn back the clock, I'd make sure the light defeated the dark. I'd spend every hour, of every day keeping you safe…”

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“And I'd climb every mountain and swim every ocean just to be with you and fix what you've broken,” I sang out standing on the stage in the auditorium, as for some reason we’d had Glee Club in there rather than the choir room, “Oh, 'cause I need you to see that you are the reason…” The assignment for the week had been ‘Heartbreak’ and that song had been the first one that came to me after what had happened two days ago. I quickly took my seat again, not wanting anyone to see that I was about to burst into tears again, and tried to calm myself down.

That was when I heard my phone go off and I quickly took a look at the caller, gasped, and asked to be excused. Mr Schuester nodded, seeing that it was a phone call and I quickly thanked him, standing up and answering, dashing out of the auditorium, “Nick? Why are you calling me? I’m in Glee practice right now!”

“I’m sorry for interrupting your practice, (M/n), but I thought you’d want to know that your boyfriend is in the hospital.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about. I don’t have a boyfriend.”

“Huh? But aren’t you and Sebastian dating?”

“No, he broke up with me, literally two days ago.”

“Oh..” Nick replied, and even though I couldn’t see him, I could tell he had a surprised and confused look on his face, “Well, he didn’t turn up for Warblers practice yesterday and then Mr (Insert random teacher name) came and let us know this afternoon he’d been in an accident and was in the hospital. When me and Jeff got there, Sebastian’s parents told us he’d been talking about you since he woke up. It was something about ‘Must see (M/n). Need to say something’ or something like that. He needs you, please come…”

“Well, you can tell Sebastian to shove it up his arse. He broke up with me, claiming it ‘for my own happiness’, and said that it was ‘to save me the bother of doing it when I chose the New Directions over him because my friends hate him after he threw that slushie in Blaine’s face. Now is there anything else? Or can I go back to rehearsals?”

I heard Nick sigh on the phone, “It’s up to you, but just to say, I can tell he regrets breaking up with you.”

I just rolled my eyes and hung up, putting my phone away and walking back into the auditorium, sitting down.

“Everything okay?”

I nodded, “Yeah... just a family matter,” I replied, “It can wait until Blaine and I get home, Mr Schuester.”

“If it’s a ‘family matter’ then why wasn’t I told too?”

I rolled my eyes, “For crying out loud, Blaine. How can Mum call two people at once? She called me and asked me to tell you when I could. Which will be after Glee Club is over for the day.”

A few minutes later, we were finished and I saw Blaine take out his phone and message someone. His phone dinged and he turned to me after checking it, “Why did you lie to Mr Schuester about that phone call? Mum said she never called you.”

I bit my lip, “Because no one would actually care about the truth anyway. Plus I’m still trying to decide myself on what to do. Sebastian’s in the hospital. It was Nick who called me earlier to tell me. He said something about an accident and that Sebastian had been wanting to talk to me since he woke up. I’m not going though.”

“(M/n). You should go and see him. If he wants to talk to you, should should at least do that for him.”

“Oh, so you’re on his side now? Blaine ‘He-threw-a-rock-salt-slushie-at-me’ Anderson. Why are you saying I should go and see him in the hospital? I thought you didn’t want me to be with him.”

“While I still don’t like the idea of him dating you. If he wants to talk to you, you should go. Perhaps he wants to apologise.”

“What? Like how he apologised for nearly blinding you?”

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However, Blaine managed to get me to go and see Sebastian and I was surprised to see him lying on the bed, a heart rate monitor attached to his arm, and his forearms covered in bandages. Only his forearms… everywhere else was clean, well apart from his hands and face having bloodstains on them… That’s when I worked it out…

“Alright, out with it. Why did you want me to come? And why’d Nick lie to me about you being in an accident? This clearly was not an ‘accident’. You did this to yourself.”

“(M/n)? You came?”

“Obviously… Now answer my questions,” I replied, tapping my finger on my arm, an unimpressed look on my face.

“Mum, please can we be alone?” Sebastian asked, turning to his mother, who had been sitting by the bed, reading a book. She stood up and left, not before giving me a ‘This is all your fault’ glare. I gulped and walked closer, to Sebastian after his mother had left the room, knowing she, for some reason, blamed me for Sebastian trying to kill himself.

“Now, answer my questions. Why did you want me to come?”

“All three are connected. The answers to your questions, I mean. I wanted you to come because I wanted to see you, I did this to myself because of how I hurt you. I still love you and I couldn’t live with myself after seeing your face when I broke up with you. A face like yours should only ever have happy tears streaming down the cheeks. My mother told me to break up with you. I know she doesn’t like you, but I couldn't disappoint her, I regretted breaking up with you after I saw your face. Finally, I asked Nick to tell you I was in the hospital. Honestly, he didn’t know the whole truth either, all he knew was I’d managed to slice both my arms, so he probably just assumed it was some form of accident. Could you ever forgive me?”

I gulped and saw the tears rolling down his cheeks, the beeping of the heart-rate monitor slowing down.

“(M/n). Please. I need to know if you forgive me. The doctors said I still don’t have enough blood in my body to go on for too long, but I want to know if you forgive me before it’s too late.”

“Do you promise you’re telling the truth? You didn’t want to break up with me?”

“Yes, I’m telling the truth. I didn’t want to break up with you, my mother forced me to.”

“Sebastian, what’s your blood type?”

“Why… Wait… Really?”

“Just tell me your blood type, Smythe,” I replied leaning down and gently hugging him.

“A-, does that-” Before Sebastian could finish his sentence, a nurse had walked through the door, “Oh hello, are you-”

“Let me donate blood. Please. I’ve got the same blood type. I’m begging you.”

“(M/n), you don’t have to.”

“Yes. I do, Seb. Please, Miss Nurse. I know I’ve got the same blood type as him. I can give him blood, just let me.”

“Are you sure? If so I’ll go and get a doctor.”

I nodded eagerly, “Yes. I can tell Sebastian doesn’t have enough blood in his body due to all he lost and I know it’s at a point where he could die due to the blood loss. Please.”

The nurse smiled at me and nodded, “Okay. I’ll need your name so we can double-check you have the same blood type. Then a doctor should be in.”

“Of course. (M/n) Anderson, although it might still be written as (Y/n).”

“Thank you. A doctor should be in in a few minutes.”

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About 15 minutes later, Sebastian’s heart rate was back up to what it should be and his mother came back in. I stood up from the chair I’d been in and let go of Sebastian’s hand, my heart racing as I knew she was going to do something to me, probably saying I’d overstayed my welcome and shouldn’t be there so I closed my eyes, bracing myself for impact, but was surprised when I was wrapped in a hug. My eyes shot open and I blinked at her words, “Thank you. You saved my  son’s life!”

“Y-you’re welcome Mrs Smythe. I was just doing what anyone would do seeing a person in ne-Wait a minute, don’t you hate me? Why are you hugging me?”

“You saved my son’s life, and I can see that you make him happy. I apologise for forcing him to break up with you.”

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“A-are you sure you okay with having Sebastian as a brother-in-law, Blaine?” I asked as he helped me tie the bow tie on my tux, as I’d never been good at it and he was an expert.

“If you’re happy, (M/n). I am. I know he was not very nice and did some bad things, but I know you love him and I am willing to put my dislike for him aside for your happiness, as you are my brother.”

I smiled and hugged him as he finished tying the bow tie, “Thanks, Blaine. You are the best brother ever.”

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

So this is over 3500 words… It’s been in my drafts half-written for ages, and only recently did I get an idea to finish it. It morphed into this and is now very long… Oh well… Curse the over-creative brain, and I have another Glee oneshot idea which will be the next one to be written.

Blaine Oneshot - Love Story

Requested?: No (Please request…)

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: Fluff/ kinda songfic

Reader's Relations: None

Warnings:  Mentions of Transphobia and bullying/there is that in this oneshot, if it makes you uncomfortable, don’t read this

Other notes: Reader is ftm trans in this, but the first part takes place before she reveals it to anyone, (M/n) means male name, for the majority of this oneshot, the reader will have he/him pronouns used. The reader also has dyslexia in this (It’s not a major plot point, but it’s mentioned a few times)

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I took a deep breath as I pulled down the zipper of my jumper that had been concealing my ‘what I don’t like about myself’ (I don’t remember what they called it) t-shirt, revealing the word ‘gender’ with an ‘I’m trans’ in brackets underneath. The whole room went silent as the rest of the Glee Club stared at me, increasing my anxiety, “I-is something wrong? Did I miss-spell something?”

“No, you didn’t (Y/n). It’s just that’s not what any of us were expecting.”

I gulped, “O-oh… so, are you guys okay with it? I don’t feel right in my body.”

“Oh please, (Y/n). You’re just doing this to get attention.”

I looked up from my feet when I heard that come from Santana’s mouth, “W-what? Listen, I know you can be a bitch sometimes, but I’m not doing this for attention. I genuinely do not feel comfortable with my body, and if any of you respect my decisions, then you’ll call me (M/n) from now on,” I spoke, feeling the tears trying to escape my eyes as I turned around, zipping my jumper back up and leaving the choir room, before remembering and turning around, “And for the record, I thought Glee Club was a place where we could be ourselves, but I see that doesn’t apply to me. Mr Schuester, I’m leaving Glee Club.” That was the last thing I said before leaving the room properly, letting the tears fall now.

I made my way to a small secluded area of greenery on the school grounds that no one else seemed to know about as I never saw anyone else there, and sat down with my back against the tree I always did, curling up in a ball and sobbing my eyes out. Eventually, I calmed down a bit, and that’s when my conversation with my mother from a few weeks prior came into my head and I pulled out my phone, went onto her contact:

‘Remember that conversation we were having a few weeks ago? I’ve made my decision. I want to transfer.’

“(M/n)?! I know you’re here!” My ears perked up at the sound of my new name, and I realised that at least someone respected my decisions and smiled sadly when I looked up to see Kurt.

“Hi.”

Instead of giving me a response, Kurt sat down next to me and pulled me into a hug, “Let it out, (M/n). You’re still fabulous to me, no matter how you choose to identify.”

“Thanks, Kurt. I’m glad I’ve got a friend in you.”

He just smiled at me and squeezed me in a tighter hug, but before he could say anything, my phone pinged. I opened it up and saw a message from my mother, “Glad you’ve made a decision. I will email now about your transfer, see you later.”

I sent a ‘see you later’ back and sighed, leaning into Kurt more, “I’m going to tell you something, and you have to promise not to tell anyone, okay? Of, if it does come up, then you have to say that you don’t know why, okay?”

Kurt nodded and I wiped my eyes, “I’m transferring.”

“Okay. Not what I was expecting you to say. Am I allowed to know where?”

I nodded, “Dalton Academy. Before you start saying it’s an all-boys school, my mum knows of my… change in gender, and when she does all my transfer stuff, my new name will be used, thank you again for not using my dead name.”

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“Okay. Sectionals are coming up and we need to decide what song we are going to sing. Any suggestions?”

“Mr Schuester, aren’t we missing someone?”

“Right. Unfortunately, due to your inability to accept (M/n)’s decisions, he’s transferred schools, so will not be joining us.”

“What? (Y/n) is going to be competing against us?!”

“And it’s your fault, Santana. You were the one that started all the hate off,” I decided to speak up, standing up and turning to the cheerleader.

“Excuse me, I don’t recall asking for your opinion, Lady Hummel,” she replied getting closer to me. I just raised an eyebrow, “Really? Does it look like I care? Because I don’t care whether you asked for my opinion, at least I can speak the truth, and that truth is that (M/n) has transferred to a different school because of all the hate he was getting from you.”

“If you know so much, where did she transfer to?”

“I am not allowed to reveal that information. I am indeed aware of where (M/n) transferred but I have been asked not to reveal it, and you should respect that.”

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

“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to bump into you!” I squeaked out, helping the black-haired male up after standing up myself, the two of us having fallen over.

“It’s alright. I should have been looki-Do I know you?”

“I don’t think so. I’m (M/n). I just transferred here so I’d be surprised if you did know me,” I replied, smiling.

“Oh right. I’m Blaine. Do you need help at all?”

I shook my head, “Not at the moment, but thank you for asking. I hope that offer is going to continue to stand.”

“Of course. If you ever need help, you can come to me.”

“Thank you,” I smiled.

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“So, (M/n), truth or dare?”

I let out a small chuckle, “Truth.”

“What’s your orientation? Like what are you into?”

I just blinked in confusion, “Huh?”

“He means what’s your sexuality?”

“Oh. Well, it’s complicated. The best way to put it is that I’m into guys,” I replied, trying to hide my face.

“And why is that ‘complicated’?”

“That is confidential. You don’t need to know,” I responded, “If you’ve got a problem with the fact that I’d rather keep some of my personal life private, Sebastian, then you need to think again because it’s called a ‘PERSONAL’ life for a reason.”

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“Are you nervous?”

“A little. Actually, that’s a lie. I’m completely freaking out. Look my nerves are all shot. This is my first competition performance since I transferred to Dalton, and I’m just scared I’m going to mess it up and-” I was cut off when Blaine grabbed my cheeks and kissed me. Before I could process it, he’d broken off and was apologising.

“There you two are! Positions, now. We’re on in a minute!”

Immediately, I moved away from Blaine, giving him a ‘we’ll talk about this later’ look as I dashed to the other side of the stage, making sure not to bump into anyone. I could feel myself shaking as I stood in the wings, waiting until it was time to go on stage.

“And now, please welcome to the stage, the Dalton Academy Warblers!”

I took one last deep breath, before walking on stage to the top of the set of ‘stairs’ (for lack of better word) on the stage, the rest of the Warblers taking their positions too, Blaine standing at the front of the stage. Soon it was time to start our performance, “We were both young when I first saw you. I close my eyes and the flashback starts. I'm standing there on a balcony in summer air.” I sang, facing the front feeling the nerves leave my body once I’d started singing.

“See the lights, see the party, the ball gowns, see you make your way through the crowd and say "Hello",” Blaine sang as I made my way through the rest of the Warblers, walking down so that I was at the front too. We continued singing the song, thankfully me not forgetting any of my words or movements on the stage and soon we got to the ending, “Oh, oh-oh. I got tired of waiting,” I sung as Blaine and I were now standing not facing each other at the front of the stage.

“Wondering if you were ever coming around, my faith in you was fading when I met you on the outskirts of town and I said…” Blaine sang as I got out of the grip he’d previously had on me as I turned to face him, “‘Romeo, save me, I've been feeling so alone. I keep waiting for you, but you never come. Is this in my head? I don't know what to think’. He knelt to the ground and pulled out a ring and said.”

“‘Marry me, Juliet, you'll never have to be alone. I love you, and that's all I really know. I talked to your dad, go pick out a white dress It's a love story, baby, just say yes.”

“Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh.”

“'Cause we were both young when I first saw you,” I sang the final line looking Blaine directly in the eye. Once we were off stage, I released the breath I didn’t realise I was holding and wracked my hands through my short hair, trying to calm myself down. That’s when I felt a tap on the shoulder and I turned around to see Blaine standing there, an apologetic look on his face, “(M/n). I’m sorry about what happen-” I cut him off, “Don’t apologise. Just a question. What would you do if I asked you to kiss me again?”

His head shot up and he looked me directly in the eye, probably looking for any signs of hesitation. I waved a hand in front of his face, “Am I going to get an answer?”

“It depends, are you going to ask me to kiss you?”

I rolled my eyes, “Kiss me?”

Instead of a verbal response, Blaine just grabbed my upper arms and pulled me closer to him, kissing me, before breaking off, “There’s your answer. If you asked me to kiss you, I’d do it.”

I smiled, “That makes me happy to hear because I might just ask you to do it again,” I smirked, booping him on the nose, “And for the record, I like you romantically. I’m not just trying to get you to kiss me for the fun of it.”

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

I’m just going to leave this here… I probably could add more, but ehh

FandomMas 2023 Day 6 - Chili

Fandom: Pokémon

Prompt: None

Reader's Relations: Chili’s girlfriend

Warning: Slight warning of the reader’s parents being rude and bothersome, basically not nice.

Other Notes: None/Thanks to people on Discord for helping me decide who to use for this (: Also you and the triplers are like 19 or so in this.

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“You promised!”

“I know, but my parents decided to show up on my doorstep this morning, without warning. I already explained that I’d promised to come over but they said ‘Family is more important than friends’. I did remind them that I was dating you, but they just stated that we weren’t related. I’m sorry. I’ll come over tomorrow if it’s okay,” I replied to Chili, the two of us talking on the phone after my parents had just shown up on my doorstep on Christmas Day without telling me they were coming.

“(Y/n)! Will you hurry up on the phone, please? Your sister’s getting bored,” I heard my mother’s voice come from the living room, “Your ‘boyfriend’ can wait. Christmas is a time to be spent with your family.” I rolled my eyes and turned my attention back to my phone, “Sorry, Chili I’ve got to go. ‘Family matters’.”

“I know how your parents are. I’ll see you soon, I love you!”

“Love you too, Chili. Bye,” I responded before hanging up. I walked back into the living room where my sister ran up to me, hugging me, “Can we do presents now?!”

I nodded and sighed, sitting down in the armchair, that I found rather uncomfortable, as my parents had sat on the sofa, my sister smiling and running up to the tree. She picked one up and looked at the label, before smiling and walking up to me, “This one for you!” I gave her a smile as she handed it to me before going to sit on our mother’s lap. I double-checked the label to make sure she hadn’t just given me a random present and once I’d done that, I started to unwrap it, smiling widely when I saw the photo album inside.

“Thank you.”

“Look inside, I filled it with pictures!”

On my younger sister’s request, I opened it up and noticed that there were a load of pictures inside, quite a lot that had been taken on my phone, “Mia, how did you get all these? These were on my phone and I didn’t send them to anyone.” She looked awaybiting her lip before sighing, “Fine, when you weren’t looking the last time we came I may or may not have air-dropped them to my phone without you knowing… But it was only because I wanted it to be a surprise!” I just chuckled, “It’s alright, and thank you.” She just returned my smile giving me a knowing glance, knowing there were two meanings behind the gratitude as she hadn’t put any photos of our parents it, knowing how much I disliked them and they disliked me.

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As we were part way through opening the rest of the presents, the doorbell sounded. I removed my little sister from my lap as she’d made a home there, and stood up to open the door, being surprised when I saw Chili standing there, his hair a bit squished due to the earmuffs he was wearing along with his red coat and gloves.

“Chili? You know it’s not a good idea for you to be here when my parents are. You know they don’t like you.”

“I know. (Y/n) why do you put up with them? I know they’re your parents, but they’re like the worst parents ever. Am I allowed to come in? I’m not good with the cold.”

“Don’t worry, Bud, the fire’s on, you can come in, but if my parents start saying anything, then just get out, I don’t want them to hurt you in any way, I love you too much for that.”

“I know. I’m prepared to run don’t worry. Come with me, please.”

I giggled and followed him as he dragged me into the living room, clearing his throat to gain my parents' attention, “This is what happens when you turn up unexpectedly, ruining your daughter’s plans,” Chili spoke to them before turning back to me, fiddling with something in his pocket. He soon pulled his hand out before taking my hand in his free one, “I love you, don’t worry, I don’t care what your parents are going to say but, I love you so much so…” he paused and knelt on down on one knee in front of me, “Marry me?”

I immediately gasped, feeling tears come to my eyes, “YES!” Chili stood up and hugged me, placing the ring on my finger and I smiled turning to my parents, “Well, now you can’t use the ‘family is more important’ excuse. Now if you don’t mind I’d like to spend the rest of the day with my fiancé!” my mother sighed and stood up, leaning into my ear, “You are making a mistake, (Y/n).”

“And I don’t care,” I retorted, “Now out.”

She sighed again and left, my father and younger sister leaving too. Once the front door was closed, I just turned back to Chili, leaning my head on his shoulder, “Thank Arceus they didn’t realise I’m pregnant.”

GymLeaderChili.exe has stopped working.

“WHAT?!” Chili shouted as he came back to reality, “Y-you’re really?”

I nodded, “You’re gonna be a dad.”

“YES! And Cilan said it would never happen and that I was too irresponsible to have children.”

I giggled and pecked his lips, “Well, now you can rub it in Cilan’s face. Merry Christmas, Chili.”

“Merry Christmas to you too, (Y/n).”

—---------------------END OF ONESHOT

And caught up (: I’ll try get one written tomorrow but I’m not sure I’ll have time..

FandomMas 2023 Day 5 - Athena

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

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

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

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

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

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.

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!

FandomMas 2023 Day 2 - Greg Lestrade

Fandom: BBC Sherlock

Prompt: None

Reader's Relations: Sherlock and Mycroft’s sister

Other Notes: It takes place a few years after Season 4.

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I sighed as read the text message from John, mentioning that he’d managed to force Sherlock to stay in bed due to the cold he had but he’d been asked to come to a crime scene and John’s message to me was asking me to go instead so Sherlock could get better. I stood up and responded saying I’d go, knowing how hard it was to get Sherlock to take a break and put my shoes on, grabbing my coat before going out into the Winter air, remembering to lock the door behind me. During this, my phone had buzzed again with another message from John, giving me the address that, I guessed, Sherlock had been sent, and I smiled, hailing a cab.

Upon arriving, I paid the driver and got out, walking over to where all the police officers were standing around.

“Who are you? And where’s the Freak?”

“It would be greatly appreciated if you stopped calling my brother a freak,” I replied pulling out my ID card, “Sherlock’s got a cold, I’m here in his place. I see you’ve been scrubbing floors again, Donovan,” I smirked, stepping underneath the police tape.

“Good afternoon, Detective Inspector Lestrade. I trust Sherlock told you I was coming instead? I’m (Y/n), by the way. Sherlock managed to get a cold, probably due to lack of sleep and the cold weather, would you still like help? I apologise for it being me rather than my brother, but I’ve already explained why he’s not here,” I spoke, turning around to give Donovan the middle finger for being bitchy to me without knowing why I was there. After I received silence in response, I looked back towards the Detective Inspector and waved my hand in his face, “Hello? Anyone there?”

That seemed to snap him from his daze, “Sorry. I guess I just got distracted. The body’s over here. All we’ve found is that she was killed via a gunshot to the back of the head.”

I nodded as he led me over to where the body was. I got closer and started looking over her, noticing several things. Making sure I had a pair of gloves on, I noticed the ring on her finger and lifted her hand up, the ring easily coming off when I pulled it. After a few minutes, I stood up, “Brother-in-law’s the killer.”

“What?”

I let out a small giggle, knowing exactly what Sherlock would have said in response, but I had my own response, “Ring is clean on the inside but not the outside, showing an unhappy marriage. The ring was regularly removed as it came off quickly, five years old, taking from the dust and dirt on the outside of the ring. Text messages between her and her husband don’t line up, several questions from her husband have been left unanswered, showing she was trying to hide something..” I continued to explain my reasoning, “..So brother-in-law impregnated her, but to stop her from telling her husband, he killed her. I trust that once the full Autopsy Report is complete, it’ll read that she was pregnant when killed. Take this, for times when you need a bit of extra help, but don’t want to have to deal with Sherlock’s shenanigans,” I finished, taking out my small notepad and writing down my phone number, handing it to him, “Here you go, Detective Inspector. Let me know when you’ve apprehended the brother-in-law. I like to know when I’ve completed a case.” I gave him a small smile before turning around and walking off, but before I could leave the scene, a hand grabbed my wrist, “Thank you for your help, and tell Sherlock that I hope he gets better soon. Also, just call me Greg.”

I smiled and turned around, allowing him to let go of my wrist, “In that case, you just call me (Y/n).”

“Well then, (Y/n), until next time.”

I nodded and smiled turning around and leaving properly this time.

---------------------A FEW YEARS LATER

“I’m sorry we’re late,” I apologised, taking off my coat and handing it up, making sure to keep my gloves on however, “There was something that Greg wanted to do before we came over. Said something about wanting to do it when it was just us, but we’re here now,” I smiled and pecked Greg on the cheek, causing his face to turn pink, resulting in giggles from me. I took my shoes off and sat down on the sofa, just in time for Rosie to run and jump up, sitting next to me, “(Y/n)!”

I chuckled again and returned the hug she gave me, “Hello to you too, Rosie. Merry Christmas by the way.”

“Did you bring me a present?!” she asked, getting more excited at the mention of Christmas. Before I could say anything, John had spoken up, “Rosie, please give (Y/n) her personal space.”

“Sorry,” Rosie responded, moving away from me a bit, causing me to giggle and lean over, ruffling her hair, “It’s alright, you don’t need to apologise, but yes, I do have something for you.” her face lit up as I reached into the bag I’d brought with me, taking out the gift I’d wrapped for her, “Here.” 

She smiled widely and opened it carefully, making sure to keep the wrapping paper intact. Once it was completely revealed, her smile widened, and she hugged me, “Thank you! Daddy, can you help me put it on, please?” Rosie stood up and walked over to John, the fluffy jumper in her hands as she held it out to him. He chuckled in response and bent down, taking it from her and helping her get it over her head. Once he’d stood back up he realised what the jumper made Rosie look like and he glared at me, causing me to just laugh, “It’s cute, plus, I know your fondness for Hedgehogs, John. Are you annoyed I didn’t get you a matching one?”

“(Y/n), why are you wearing gloves inside?”

I froze up, not wanting Sherlock to realise the real reason, even though I had a feeling he’d already worked it out but he just wanted me to admit it to annoy me. At this point, Rosie had climbed back on my lap and was messing with my gloves, probably what had alerted Sherlock to the fact I was wearing gloves in the first place, but before I could stop her she’d pulled the left one off.

Immediately, Sherlock was glaring at Greg, having noticed the ring on my finger, but before he could say anything, I spoke up, “Sherlock, I know what you’re going to say, but it’s not you who gets to decide who I marry, and before you try to counter me, Greg asked Mum and Dad first if it was alright for him to propose and they said yes so, you can’t say anything.” I spoke, removing Rosie from my lap, and standing up, crouching down beside my bag again and pulling out a much smaller wrapped gift than the one I’d handed to Rosie, and sat down on the sofa again next to Greg, “Here, may as well give this to you now before Sherlock deduces me.”

Greg smiled and complied, unwrapping the gift and just looked at me, “Is this real?”

I nodded and hugged him, “Yeah. You’re gonna be a dad. And you,” I paused and turned to Sherlock, “Are NOT allowed to show them any of your experiments, I don’t want their innocence ruined at a young age.”

“I’ll try…”

“Good Sherlock,” I smirked, petting his head, “You’re almost back in my good books. Now who wants more presents?”

—-----------------END OF ONESHOT

Day 2 done, yeah this didn’t go how I intended… but it’s written.

FandomMas 2023 Masterlist

Day 1 - James Potter (Marauders)

Day 2- Greg Lestrade (BBC Sherlock)

Day 3 - Sherlock Holmes (BBC Sherlock)

Day 4 - Newt Scamander (Fantastic Beasts)

Day 5 - Athen Cykes (Ace Attorney)

Day 6 - Chili (Pokémon)

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FandomMas 2023 Day 1 - James Potter

Fandom: Harry Potter/Fantastic Beasts

Prompt: She hates Christmas Day with her parents as all they ever talk about is how she is single and childless. Except this year they’ve invited the neighbours. (I don’t remember where I got the prompt from)

Timing: Marauders’ Era (6th Year)

Reader's Relations: None

Reader’s House: Not Applicable

Other Notes: The reader is a pure-blood. You’ve also never interacted with James or his friends before.

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“(Y/n), you need to find yourself a boyfriend! You’re 16, by that age I was already engaged to your father!”

I inwardly sighed, as I’d had to put up with this since I turned thirteen, whenever my mother got an opportunity, which was very often whilst I was at home, she would always chastise me about not having a boyfriend or anything, wanting me to get married the minute I finished school

“Mum, please! I don’t want to rush into a marriage! I don’t care what age you and Father got married at, I’ll get married at my own pace and when I do it will NOT be for status or whatever, it will be for love,” I replied, as she continued to tie my dress around my waist.

“(Y/n)! You do not speak to me like that. You need to carry on our family, you are our only daughter, so it is my responsibility to make sure you marry a nice, pure-blooded man so you carry on the (L/n) legacy!”

I sighed, knowing not to retort back and let her finish the final details of my outfit before she spoke again, “Now, I know the Potters have a boy about your age, I’ve invited them over for lunch, I expect you to get to know James and well, if all goes well, we should hear wedding bells once you’ve finished school!”

“Yes, Mother,” I spoke in defeat, knowing there was no way I would get out of it as I heard the doorbell ring. My mother jolted up and ran downstairs, leaving me to give my Norwegian Forest cat, who surprisingly, my mother had let me name Lucas (Let me know if you get the reference), a pat on the head before following her downstairs. When I got to the bottom, I spotted my mother talking to who I guessed were the Potters in the living room.

“(Y/n)! There you are. Come here now, I need to introduce you!”

I sighed and walked over, putting on a fake smile as my mother introduced me, however, that smile became real when I locked eyes with James. My mother hadn’t told me he was so handsome and I hadn’t realised I was staring until he was waving a hand in front of my face, “Hello? Miss (L/n)?”

I snapped from my daze, “Sorry, I was just thinking about something, it’s wonderful to meet you.”

“Same to you.”

“(Y/n), why don’t you show James around? It will give you two time to get to know each other.”

I nodded, “Yes, Mother,” before turning back to James, “Shall we?” he smiled at me and we walked out of the room. I showed him around where things were inside the hose before walking outside where we sat down on a bench in the garden.

“I hate this. My mother’s trying to marry me off. Not that you’re not a great guy or anything, it's just I want to marry for love, but my mother won’t see that. Like is it too much to ask?”

“I get what you mean, (Y/n). Honestly, I’m being forced into this too but my parents have told me I should marry for love.”

“What are you doing here then? Is my mother blackmailing your parents or something?”

“No! To be honest I wanted to get a chance to know you. I’ve heard your name floating around at Hogwarts, and I wanted to get to know you.”

“R-really?”

James nodded before responding, “Really, and now that I’ve seen you in person, well... I’m not sure how to say this..”

“Just be blunt, James. Like a plaster, just rip it off and tell me what you want to say.”

He nodded, muttering an ‘okay’ before returning to his normal speaking voice, “I think I might be in love with you.”

I gasped, not expecting him to say that and smiled, “Wow, that’s not what I was expecting you to say, but to be honest, I think I’ll need more time to sort out my feelings. I know my mother is going to force us to get married anyway, but I want to let my love life happen in its own time.”

“Fair enough.”

“But, can you do me one favour until I sort this out? Please don’t mention to anyone that my mother is going to force us to get married.”

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“James, can I talk to you please?” I asked, managing to find him and his friends in a hallway shortly after breakfast one day.

“Oh hello there gorgeous.”

I rolled my eyes at Sirius’ comment and looked James in the eye biting my lip. He soon nodded and I smiled, grabbing his arm and dragging him off away from his friends. Once we were alone, I stopped and caught my breath, “So, about what is inevitable for us in the future…” He nodded and I took a deep breath, “I’m not too fussed about it anymore,” I continued, leaning up and kissing him, “Merry Christmas, James.” I giggled seeing his bright red face and stood away before turning around and going to walk off, leaving him in a state of shock, but I felt a hand around my wrist and James pulled me back into him, “I take it that means you’ve ‘figured out your feelings’ then?” I nodded, “Yeah, I love you, James.”

“That makes me happy to hear.”

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

Day 1 done!

WolfStar Raise Harry - Chapter 1

Chapter 1

“Are you sure about this?”

“It’s better he grows up knowing about magic than with those muggles, Albus. Plus Sirius Black is Harry Potter’s Godfather. I know they’ll take good care of him.”

“Very well.”

At that statement, the small boy in the basket was placed on the doorstep, before the two professors left, making sure to leave the written note on top so the new carers of Harry knew what had happened. Inside 12 Grimauld Place, the two men inhabiting the house were curled up on the sofa, wrapped up in a blanket due to the abnormal cold for October. That was when they both heard the doorbell ring.

“I’ll get it, Moony. You stay here,” Sirius spoke, pecking the werewolf on the forehead before standing up and walking to the door. Upon opening it, he was surprised to see no one except for the small basket on the doorstep, the letter still on top. Sirius picked up the basket with Harry inside and re-entered the house, closing the door quickly to avoid letting more cold in than he had to, before returning to the living room, “Moony, I don’t like this. Look.”

“What are you talking about?” Remus responded, sitting up better, “Also I thought we stopped with the school nicknames?”

“Nope! You’re still my Moony and will be forever but that’s changing the subject, look,” Sirius responded, “I think something’s happened to Prongs…” he spoke, taking the letter and handing it to Remus, “You read it, I want to play with this little one.”

Remus chuckled and took the letter from his boyfriend, opening it up as Sirius took the small boy from the basket and held him gently. As he read through the letter, tears started to come to Remus’ eyes, surprising Sirius as Remus wasn’t one to normally cry, unless it was a certain ‘time of the month’.

“Moony? Moony what is it?!” he shouted, placing the 1-year-old Harry down on the sofa and ripping the paper from Remus’ hands, “Dear… It… that…James and Lily… killed… Harry survived… after him… Yours…”. Wow…” he muttered as he read through the letter, tears also coming to his eyes at the realisation that his best friend was dead. At this moment, Harry started crying, breaking the two men from their crying. Remus realised first and turned to him, picking him up and rubbing his back, trying to calm him down, “Shh… Calm.”

“How are we supposed to raise a child? We have no e-Moony, how’d you do that?” Sirius spoke, noticing that the room was now quiet, Harry had fallen asleep on Remus’s shoulder, him looking up at Sirius with a deadpanned look on his scarred face, “Really? You and James acted like children in school if you don’t remember and I felt like I was babysitting both of you.”

Sirius’ mouth made an ‘O’ shape, as he realised what Remus meant, he was a drama queen in school and still was at times, not that he’d ever admit that out loud, “Right, well, Moony. You still fell for my charm though.”

“Somehow. Now, I’m going to go and lay Harry down upstairs in our room for a bit, until he wakes up. We need to get him a proper bedroom though.”

“You’re right Moony. Good idea. How? And we need baby food… where do we get that?”

Remus chuckled at his boyfriend’s obliviousness and pecked his cheek before walking off upstairs, “We can discuss that later, I’ll be back down in a few minutes,” and with that, Remus disappeared upstairs towards their bedroom, which was Sirius’ room, but they shared it, where he placed Harry down on the bed, making sure there was pillows and cushions surrounding him so that he wouldn’t fall off the bed if he rolled around, before walking back downstairs, starting to discuss what would happen with Sirius.

Sirius Oneshot - It's the Inside that Counts

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: Fluff?

Timing: Marauders’ Era (7th Year)

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

Reader’s House: Gryffindor

Warnings: Bullying

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

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

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

“(Y/n)? Where are you going?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Thank you.”

“Wait a minute, I have an idea.”

“Huh? What do you mean, Moony?”

“Just, give me a minute.”

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

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

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

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

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

“(Y/n)?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Thank you. I love you, Sirius.”

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

Hehe, more Sirius fluff.

Wolfstar x Reader Oneshot - Extreme Truth or Dare

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: Fluff

Timing: Marauders’ Era (7th Year)/Golden Trio Era (OOTP)

Reader's Relations: None

Reader’s House: Gryffindor

Warnings: It gets a bit steamy, but it’s not fully written smut

Other notes: Also, the first bit takes place in February of 7th Year, for plot reasons. Also in this Sirius doesn’t die

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“No.”

“Why?”

“Because I’m not a child.”

“Neither are we. It’s just a game, (Y/n), why won’t you play with us?”

I rolled my eyes and closed the book I was reading, “Let me rephrase that sentence. I do not act like a child. Truth or Dare is a game that first and second years play not seventh years. You boys need to grow up!”

“But it’s fun!” James protested, leaning over the back of the sofa I was sitting on to whisper in my ear, “Plus you might get a chance to confess your crush.”

“Shut it you git!” I retorted, throwing a nearby cushion at his head. How he knew I had a crush on one of his best friends, I had no idea, “If you boys promise to behave, and by that, I mean no inappropriate questions, I’ll play.”

“Awesome! Best person ever!” Sirius shouted, running over and hugging me, “You’re my favourite person, (Y/n)!”

“T-thank you,” I replied, feeling my face heat up.

“Right! I’ll go first, (Y/n), truth or dare?”

I rolled my eyes sighing, “Dare. I am not giving you a chance to ask me that question I know you want to ask me.”

“Fine, be like that, but I dare you to sit on Padfoot’s lap for the rest of the game,” James responded, smirking. I felt my face heat up as I turned to Sirius, “I-is that okay with you?” Sirius nodded turning away from me and I walked over to him sitting down on his lap, shifting a bit.

“Stop that, (Y/n).”

“I’m trying to get comfortable! It’s not my fault you’re an uncomfortable chair.”

“I’m sure there’s one part of him you’d love to sit on though, right, (Y/n)?” James asked, wiggling his eyebrows. My face went bright red, knowing exactly what he was hinting at and threw another red and yellow cushion at him, “Shut up! So my turn now… Remus, truth or dare?”

He thought for a moment before speaking, “Dare.”

This put a smirk on my face, “Next time you see Jen, ask her out. I know you like her.” Remus’ face turned red and I chuckled, “And I’m right.” Before Remus had a chance to recover, the portrait hole opened and in came Lily, Jen following behind her, the two of them holding a couple of pieces of parchment each. The smirk on my face grew and I turned to them, “Jen! Come over here for a minute please!”

The Hufflepuff turned to face me and placed her books down on a nearby table before walking over, “Yeah?” I just looked at Remus and nodded, causing him to get fidgety, “Do I have to do this in the middle of the common room?”

I nodded, “Gotta make sure you do it, Rem.”

He sighed and stood up, “Fine, but I’ll get you back for this. Jen, listen, whatever you say, I won’t be upset or annoyed, but I really like you, and I was wondering if you’d like to go on a date?” I could see his face was bright red as Jen stared at him, blinking, “Oh. I actually had no idea. I’m sorry, Remus but-”

“JEN!”

Before we knew it, Charlotte had ran up and hugged Jen from behind, “You didn’t tell me you were coming.”

“I was dragged, Lottie. Would you mind giving me my personal space for a few minutes?”

Charlotte nodded and unwrapped her arms from Jen’s waist, “Yeah! I’ll be up in my dorm, you better come and talk once you’re done with whatever it is you’re doing with these guys,” she spoke, quickly pecking Jen on the cheek before running back upstairs to her dorm room.

“As I was saying, I’m sorry, Remus, but I’m already taken.”

I could almost see Remus’ heart break at hearing that, but he did his best to compose himself, “Oh, right. That’s okay. Sorry to bother you, I just thought I’d tell you.”

I knew Jen didn’t want to hurt his feelings and I could tell she felt bad as she turned and walked up the stairs to the girls’ dorms, I started to feel bad too as I’d been the one to dare Remus to confess, but before anyone else could say anything, Remus had turned to me, “How could you?! Are you trying to embarrass me?!”

“Remus, I didn’t know she was dating someone. Seriously. I had no idea!” I shouted, standing up from Sirius’ lap to face him.

“You still dared me to tell her I liked her! This is your fault, (Y/n)! I HATE YOU!”

I gasped at his outburst, feeling tears come to my eyes due to my crush on him. Thankfully, James didn’t know that as he’d be teasing me about liking both him and Sirius if he knew. Remus walked closer to me, anger in his eyes, but before he could get too close, Sirius stood up and stood in front of me, “Moony, stay away from my girlfriend!” he shouted, blocking me from Remus.

“Sirius. Move.”

“No. I won’t let you hurt her! None of us knew Jen was dating Charlotte, if we did we would have told (Y/n) to change the dare! None of us would purposely do anything to make you upset, don’t you know that?! We’re the ones that became animagi to help you! We’d sacrifice anything for you, Moony!”

At this, Remus took a step back, “I-I’m sorry, (Y/n). I have to reason to be mad at you if you say you didn’t know, then I believe you.”

I smiled, “It’s okay Remus. Now, back to the topic at hand, Sirius, did you call me your girlfriend?”

Sirius’ face turned red and he started stuttering, “Um.. well, I-... yes. I’m sorry, I like you, but I know you like-” I shut him up by leaning up and kissing him, surprising him.

“You.”

“M-me?! But I thought you like M-”

“It’s always been you, Sirius,” I replied, quickly, trying to make him shut up, knowing that James had probably told him I liked Remus, “Okay! Back to the game,” I continued, as Sirius sat back down on the sofa, pulling me back on his lap, “Now you’ve got to stay there.” I blinked a few times and nodded, still slightly confused at what he meant, but Remus brought me back to reality, “Sirius, truth or dare?”

“Um, Dare.”

“Okay… Kiss (Y/n).”

I could see there was something inside Remus that didn’t want him to dare Sirius to kiss me, but I put it down to him still being slightly mad at me. I could feel Sirius shifting under me and he sat up properly, me still on his lap as he leaned over my shoulder, “(Y/n), you’re going to have to help me, here.” I giggled, thinking of something and turned around, straddling him and allowing him to kiss me as he placed his hands on my hips, keeping me where I was, slightly pressing me down, before giving me a pleading look, and that’s when I realised the second meaning to his statement of me needing to help him.

“Alright! I said kiss not make out! You don’t need to show off that you have a girlfriend, Sirius.”

I giggled at Remus’ attitude, knowing he was annoyed at being the only single one out of him and his friends as James had finally succeeded in getting Lily to go on a date with him and broke off from Sirius, “Actually, I’m getting tired, I’m going to head to bed.”

“(Y/n)! Don’t leave me,” Sirius pleaded and I leaned into his ear, “Then state that you want to cuddle with me and pull me up to your dorm, and I’ll help you with your… issue.” His face lit up and he nodded, as I leaned back.

“(Y/n), I want to cuddle. You know, like in a fluffy way. Come sleep with me!”

I giggled and nodded, “If you say so, Sirius.” before standing up, Sirius did the same as he quickly pulled me up to the dorm he shared with James and Remus, and I was soon pushed down on his bed, with Sirius nipping at my neck.

“(Y/n), are you sure this is okay? I don’t want to fuck up our relationship on the first day of us being together.”

“Merlin yes. Honestly, I’ve fantasised about you fucking me, Sirius. You’re so hot, and I understand why girls are always hanging off you.”

“Good,” he muttered before kissing me again.

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“I’m sorry. We’re moving to France, Sirius. There’s nothing I can do about it. My parents are forcing me and they don’t care about the face that we’re dating, they’re forcing me to stop contacting you, and won’t even tell me where, so it’s not like I can tell you the address of our new house and then have you write to me first. Also, they’re taking Snowy away from me, well, in the sense that she’s not allowed in my room anymore, and only they have the key to her cage so I can’t write to you, and you know I’m not good with the muggle postal syste-”

“(Y/n), shh. You’re ranting.”

“Sorry. I just do that when I’m nervous or upset. I know my parents never approved of you but I would have thought they could have put their hatred for you aside for my happiness, but I guess not. Normally in this situation, I’d say I’ll keep in touch, but I can’t. Please don’t forget me.”

“I won’t. I love you so much, (Y/n). I will never forget you.”

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A few years later, I had been sitting in the living room, reading a book when my mother came in, a letter in her hands, “(Y/n). You have muggle post.”

“Thank you,” I replied as she handed it to me. I smiled, recognising the handwriting on the envelope, how Remus knew our new address, I had no idea, but due to the fact that my parents had been friends with the Potters, I guessed she’d told them, who had then told James who had told Remus, but I put the thoughts to the back of my head and opened the letter;

“Dear (Y/n),

I never thought I’d be writing this letter, didn’t think I’d ever have to, but, James and Lily’s position was given away to Voldemort and they’re both dead. Harry managed to survive, somehow, but it’s worse because Sirius is the one who’s been blamed for it. He caused an explosion killing a load of muggles as well as Peter. All that was left of him was a finger. Sirius has now been locked up in Azkaban, and we’re having a funeral for James and Lily in a few weeks. Do let me know if your parents will let you attend.

Your Dearest friend,

Remus.”

I gasped, feeling the tears come to my eyes at reading it. I didn’t believe that Sirius would betray James and Lily and just let the tears fall.

“(Y/n)? What’s wrong?”

“Two of my best friends are dead. I wish we’d never come to France. That was Remus writing, he said they’re having a funeral for James and Lily in a few weeks.”

“If you want to go, I understand. I’ll look after Bella for you.”

“Really?”

My mother nodded, “Yes. I know they were your friends, and I shouldn’t have forced you to come here.”

“T-thank you.”

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I cried, placing my head on Remus’ shoulder and crying into his shoulder. I soon felt him wrap his arms around me, rubbing softly at my back, trying to comfort me. After I came back to Britain for James and Lily’s funeral, my mother said that I could stay if I wanted to, which is what I wanted, and a few weeks later, my mother came over with Bella and more of my and Bella’s stuff. Due to my parents moving to France, they’d sold the family home, meaning I didn’t have anywhere to live, but I ended up moving in with Remus after he bonded so well with Bella, and despite him being nervous about hurting her when he transformed, he got along well with her, so much to the point where Bella believed he was her father.

“Mummy, why do I have to go away every month?” she asked one time when I was helping her pack her stuff up for a few nights.

“Do you not like getting to stay at Jen and Lottie’s house, Bella?” I replied, as I placed her toothbrush in her bag.

“No! I like staying with them, it’s fun, I just want to know why.”

Before I could answer, the doorbell rang and I breathed a sigh of relief as I ushered Bella downstairs, opening the door to reveal Jen, “Thank you. You came at the perfect time. Thank you so much. She was getting curious about why she had to leave the house every month.”

“Are you ever going to tell her?”

“Tell her what, Jen? I don’t know what you mean.”

“That Remus isn’t her father? Are you ever going to tell her that?”

“Oh… Well does it actually matter? It’s not like she’s going to get to meet her biological father. Don’t you dare tell her. Remus is the closet thing to a father Bella will have, and you know why.”

“I know, but I happen to have overheard your last conversation with Sirius before you moved to France, you made him promise not to forget you, but are you really doing to forget him?”

“I don’t know what you mean, Jen. Remus is just being a good friend.”

“That you happen to fancy,” she teased, giving me a small poke in the shoulder.

“Shut it, I don’t and you know that!”

“What I know is that you like him! You’ve been telling me that he’s bonded so well with Bella that she believes he’s her father, so make it happen! Tell Remus you like him and boom, step-father!”

“Wait… weren’t you the one telling me to not forget Sirius?” I questioned raising an eyebrow.

“Well… Oh look at that, there’s my favourite little bean!” Jen exclaimed and I turned around, seeing Bella walking down the stairs, “I forgot Mr Fluffykins!” She spoke, walking down the last few stairs carefully, “He’s so fluffy!” I giggled patting her head, “Are you ready to go now?” She nodded and I handed Jen her bag for the few nights, knowing Remus probably wouldn’t be able to leave his bed the day after the full moon and that I’d have to tend to his fresh scars, which I didn’t mind doing. Jen was right, I did love him. Once Jen had left with Bella I closed the door and sighed, but I was disturbed from my peace, “(Y/n)?” I looked up to see Remus standing in front of me, a questioning look on his face, “Did I head Jen correctly there? Do you like me?”

“This isn’t the right time to talk about it, Remus.”

“That’s a yes then. I know that when you’re faced with difficult questions, you try and avoid the question. You can tell me the truth.”

I sighed, “Fine, yes. I like you. Please don’t b-” I was cut off when he took my hand in his scarred one and pulled me closer. “Good,” he muttered before kissing me. I was completely caught off guard but soon melted into it, wrapping my arms around his neck. I had taken the chance to be happy, knowing that I wouldn’t see Sirius again and that Bella deserved to have a father in her life, and better it was someone she had a close bond with, and believed already was her father.

“I have loved you for so long, (Y/n). You don’t know how long. It hurt when I saw you and Sirius-”

“Rem, please don’t mention his name. What’s in the past is in the past.”

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“You can’t keep her hidden forever, (Y/n).”

“She’s my daughter. Sirius has no right to see her. Where’s he been for the last sixteen years?”

“To be fair, he didn’t know she existed, (Y/n)! He was locked up in Azkaban for thirteen of them, and you weren’t allowed to contact him for the other three!”

“What are you talking about?”

I froze and turned around from the conversation I was having with Molly and Remus to see Bella standing in the doorway, a confused look on her face. I sighed and started to play with the ring on my finger, biting my lip, “I-It’s not important, Honey. Please just go back upstairs.”

“She has the right to know, (Y/n). Just tell her.”

“Tell me what?” Bella asked again, refusing to move, “Tell me, Mum. Is there something you’re hiding from me?”

I sighed again, “I’m sorry, Bella, but yes. I haven’t been completely honest with you.”

Molly gave me a small smile and walked out, leaving me in the dining room with Bella and Remus, who placed a hand on my waist, “You’ve got this. She’ll still love you, don’t worry.”

“Right. Bella, I’m sorry, but I have been lying to you. The truth is-”

“I’m not your biological father, Bella,” Remus interjected, causing the sixteen-year-old to blink, “What? But who is then?”

“I’m interested too, (Y/n). Who is Bella’s father if it isn’t Moony?”

I sighed again, before turning to Bella, “Could you go upstairs for a few minutes, Bella? I’ll come and get you when it’s time to go.” She nodded and hugged me before walking off upstairs. I took a deep breath and turned my attention back to Sirius, “Who do you think? Who else would be her father for her to be seventeen? For her to be sixteen, she’d have to have been born in 1978, meaning…”

“She’s mine?”

“Yes, you’re her father, Sirius. Happened the night we first got together. Remember that Truth or Dare game?”

His face made an ‘oh’ shape and he nodded, “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Sirius, drop it. It doesn’t matter now.”

“Why? How would you feel if your girlfriend didn’t tell you she was pregnant and you didn’t find out you have a child until they were seventeen?!” Sirius shouted at Remus, who just placed a hand around me comfortingly as I’d started to breathe heavily and was struggling to concentrate, “Sirius, for God's sake, be quiet. You’re stressing (Y/n), who might I add is my wife, out.”

Sirius’ eyes widened and he turned to me, “How could you? So you make me promise not to forget you and then you go and marry my best friend?!”

“Sirius, the circumstances were different! I didn’t know James and Lily were going to be killed and that you were going to be sent to Azkaban! Remus was there for me when you couldn’t be. Now if you don’t mind, I need to be alone for a while,” I replied going to walk towards the door, but I was pulled back and lips were planted on mine. When I realised it wasn’t Remus, I pushed away, “Sirius! Stop!”

“I know you still love me, (Y/n)!”

“Whether I do or not, does not give you the right to kiss me without permission! Especially when I am married now!”

“Oh come on! So all that time we spent together is now out of the window?”

“We were together for 5 months before I moved away, Sirius. I’ve been with Remus for almost as long as Bella’s been alive, speaking off, we should be off. I’ll go and get her,” I replied, kissing Remus quickly before walking out of the room and upstairs to find Bella.

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“(Y/n), can you be truthful with me, please? Do you still love Sirius?”

I sighed and looked up at Remus, “Why?”

“Just answer the question, please. Do you still love him?”

“Rem, where’s this come from? I’ve told you before you are enough for me. I can deal with the werewolf thing.”

“Do you still love him!? Tell me.”

I gulped and took a deep breath before nodding, “Yes.”

“Then go to him.”

“Rem, don’t say that. Please. I love you!”

“You can’t love both of us, (Y/n)! I know you only married me for Bella’s sake.”

“I did not marry you for Bella’s sake, Rem. I love you. When we were in school, I had an incredibly hard time dealing with my feelings because my heart was telling me I was in love with both you and Sirius. It was you first and when I found out that you liked Jen, my heart also started to feel things for Sirius, but I still liked you, and I still love both of you.”

Remus’ eyes just widened as he tried to process what I’d said before he nodded, wrapping his arms around me, “Oh. Well, in that case, I should be honest with you. When we were in school, I had a small crush on Sirius too.”

This time it was my turn for my eyes to widen and I smiled, “Aww. Thank you for being honest with me, Remus.”

Before anything else could be said, there was a knock at the door. I detangled myself from Remus and walked to the door, being surprised when Sirius was the one standing there, “Hello.”

“Sirius? What brings you here?” I asked, letting him in. After he was inside, I closed the door and we walked into the living room, “Hey, Rem, look who turned up.”

I noticed Remus freeze up slightly, but he greeted Sirius nonetheless. Sirius then turned to me, “Oh yeah, I wanted to apologise for getting angry and defensive. It was not right for me to believe you still liked me after having seventeen years of no contact. I’m also sorry for kissing you without permission, especially when you’re married.”

I smiled something that surprised him, before hugging him, “Thank you for the apology, Sirius. Although, it doesn’t make the kiss ‘alright’, but I understand that you still love me… and honestly, I still love you too.” His eyes widened and he looked at Remus, fear written all over his face, but Remus just walked over and hugged him, causing a slight blush to take over both their faces, confirming my theory.

“Sirius, I’m going to ask you something, and you need to be 100% honest. Can you do that?”

He nodded and I could see he was nervous, wondering what I was going to ask. I smiled, “Have you ever had/do you have any form of romantic feelings towards Remus?”

Both their eyes widened and Sirius’ face turned bright red as he looked away from me, nodding slowly, “Y-yes.”

“Well, I have an idea. One that will make all of us happy. How would you two feel about a poly relationship?” They both looked at each other before turning to me and each of them kissing one of my cheeks, “That’s a brilliant idea.”

“I think so too.”

I smiled, “Great.”

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I smiled as the three of us stood on Platform 9¾ as the train came in. I stood in the middle of Remus and Sirius, both of them with an arm around my waist, as we waited for Bella to get off the train. She soon spotted us and ran over with her stuff, Harry following behind her. Once she got closer, Bella stopped, blinking at the situation in front of her, “Mum? What’s going on?” she asked, noticing Sirius’ hand wrapped around my waist.

“Right. I forgot to mention it in my last letter, but you’re going to have two fathers from now on.”

She just looked at me blankly, completely confused, “What?”

I giggled and ruffled her hair, “To put it simply. During the past few months, I realised I was still in love with your biological father, as well as your stepfather, and the three of us came to the conclusion we were all in love with each other, so we’re all dating each other. Do you mind that, Bella?”

Instead of her being mad, like I expected, she just smiled and hugged me, “I’m happy for you, Mum!”

I returned the smile and hug, “Glad to hear that, Bella.”

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So… this is over 4000 words…..

Thank you to everyone who got me to 250 likes!

Remus oneshot - Frozen Heart

Requested?: No Prompt: None Type of oneshot: Fluff Timing: Marauders’ Era (7th Year) Reader's Relations: None/Friends with the Marauders Reader’s House: Gryffindor Warnings: None?

Other notes: The reader has ice powers and can create ice out of thin air, however, she isn’t very good at controlling it, leading her to wear gloves quite often, the reader still has normal magic abilities too.

“Come on, (Y/n)! Tell us!” “I’m not telling you who I have a crush on, it’s none of your business!” I retorted, trying to control my temper, not wanting to lash out and hit someone with my ice powers, “Plus, it’s not like they’d like me back anyway.” “But you’ll never know if you don’t try!” Jen persisted, leaning back onto me so she was lying on her back on my lap, looking up at me, “If you don’t tell them, then you’ll never know. Wouldn’t you rather tell them than wonder endlessly if they like you back?” “Uh… No. there’s no way they’d like me back, I already stated that. Plus, I know they like someone else, so not a chance in Gryffindor’s name will I ever tell them,” I replied, “Now, if you don’t mind, I’m going to bed before any of you piss me off,” I continued, standing up, causing Jen to fall onto the floor, “Ow! Could have told me!” I just ignored her and walked towards the stairs leading to the dorms, but before I could get to them, I felt someone pull one of my gloves off, and I turned around, “Remus, give me my glove back! Seriously, I don’t want to hurt you.” “I trust you not to hurt me, I just want to ask you something.” I felt my heart rate increase at having my crush right in front of me and the fact that I now had one of my hands ungloved, increasing the chances of me hitting someone with ice, “Give me my glove back! You don’t understand, I need that glove to keep you safe!” “(Y/n), Jen’s right. How do you know your crush doesn’t like you back if you’ve never asked them?” Despite my attempts to control my temper, I lost it and turned around, my ungloved hand going around first, releasing ice, some hitting Remus straight in the chest, causing him to recoil backwards, and drop my glove. In my rush to get my glove back, I noticed Sirius running up and catching Remus before the latter hit the ground. I started panicking, “I’m so sorry, Remus. I didn’t mean to! I just lost my temper and… I’m sorry.” “(Y/n), you don’t need to apologise, I shouldn’t have continued persisting. I’ll just go up to Madame Pomfrey and ask her to help.” “Moony, you’re hair… it’s turning white…”

At Sirius’ remark, my eyes shot up to look at Remus’ head and I saw Sirius was right, part of Remus’ hair was starting to turn white and I gasped, “Get him to Madame Pomfrey, now!”

I pouted, sitting with my arms crossed in front of the Hospital Wing, an annoyed look on my face. “(Y/n)? Why are you sitting out here?” “Free period,” I replied, pulling Sirius down next to me, keeping my eyes on the door of the Hospital Wing. “No, I know you’ve got a free period. I mean, why are you just sitting in front of the door? And why does it look like you’re spying? Why don’t you just go in?” “Madame Pomfrey banned me from the hospital wing. Not allowed in unless I’m actually injured because I was asking too many questions. I’m waiting for James to come and tell me how he is because I asked him to let me know how Remus was doing. This is all my fault. If I’d kept my temper in check, Remus wouldn’t be in the hospital wing right now. Stupid ice powers.” “It’s not your fault, we were all pestering you, to be honest.” “It is though! I’m the one with these ice powers, and now, because of my stupidity, we might lose one of the best people in the school!” Sirius just brought me into a hug, “Shh. I’m sure we won’t. Moony’s strong, whatever happened, he’ll pull through, I know.” Before I had a chance to respond, the door to the hospital wing opened and James came walking out, as he looked down at the floor. I ran up to him and grabbed his shoulders, Sirius following close behind as he was still confused at what I was talking about, “James! How is he? What’s his condition?” “Madame Pomfrey tried everything she could, but his hair is turning whiter by the minute, and he’s really cold, ice cold, his hands are starting to turn blue and-” “That’s enough. Please don’t say any more. Madame Pomfrey won’t be able to do anything to help him. There’s only one thing that will work now.” “What? (Y/n) if you know what it is then-” “I don’t though. My mother refused to tell me the one thing that can thaw a frozen heart.” “What do you mean by that?” I sighed and gulped, getting ready to explain, “When I turned around, and the ice came out of my hand, it hit Remus straight in the chest. As he recalled backwards, I noticed him bring his hand up to the left side of his chest, right above where his heart would be. My parents told me that there was only one way to thaw a frozen heart, but for some reason, they wouldn’t tell me what it was, telling me it was because they doubted I’d ever need to use it or it would never come to that. Can you two please go to the library, I know you hardly ever go there, but please, look for any books you can that mention ice powers and frozen hearts? Please? If not for me, for Remus?” The two of them nodded and dashed off in the direction of the library. I took a deep breath and knocked on the door of the hospital wing. Soon Madame Pomfrey appeared but before she could start reminding me I was banned for the foreseeable suture, I had spoken, “I know I’m banned, but please. I need to speak to Remus, I know what happened and I want to explain to him myself what happened.” She nodded and I smiled as she let me in. I immediately rushed over to Remus’ bed, to see him shivering and covered in blankets, his hair now snow white. I sat down next to him, “Remus, I’m so sorry! This is my fault.” “No, it’s mine. I was the one that was being persistent with you.”

“Remus, none of this is your fault. I can tell you what happened, I struck your heart with my ice, that’s why your hair is white and you’re so cold and everything. Eventually, you’ll start to freeze a-and-”

“(Y/n)! We found it!” My head shot up from its position and I saw James and Sirius running into the hospital wing, a book in the former’s hand, who had also been the one to shout. The two of them came rushing over, “Look, this is the only mention we could find but, apparently, “An act of true love with thaw a frozen heart.” So… someone’s gotta do something with true love to Moony here and he’ll be fine. True love’s kiss perhaps?” I turned back to Remus, my eyes wide as he looked me in the eye, “Do you have a girlfriend, Remus?” He shook his head, “What makes you think that? If I did, she’d probably be here worrying over me, wanting me to be okay, as far as I can see, you are the only gir here, (Y/n). Let me ask you, do you have a boyfriend?” If my eyes could get any wider, then they were as I shook my head, but before I could give a verbal response, there was a groan, “I can’t take it anymore!” Before I felt my head being pushed down, causing my lips to meet Remus’. I felt my face heat up and I immediately shot back, “I’m so sorry, Remus, I guess I must have tripped a bit.” He didn’t respond, however, instead, I felt a warm hand on my cheek, “You don’t have to apologise, (Y/n). I saw what happened,” Remus spoke, sending a glare towards Sirius, “At least I understand why you didn’t want to tell me who you had a crush on now, but now you know. True love, does thaw a frozen heart.” I finally looked up at this to see his hair back to normal, apart from a small white streak, and that his skin temperature was back to normal, causing me to gasp slightly at the revelation, “Y-you like me back?!” Remus just nodded, moving his hand up my face, rubbing my cheek with his thumb, “I have for a while. How could anyone not like you?” “Really? You have no idea how happy that makes me.” “(Y/n), may I kiss you?” I giggled as Remus’ hand travelled down to hold my chin, “Always a gentleman, asking first. Of course, you can, Remus.” With that said, he sat up properly and kissed me, pouring the years of want into the kiss. I kissed him back too, breaking off a few minutes later, “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that.” —---------------------END OF ONESHOT More Marauders’ oneshot because NO ONE IS REQUESTING. Please request if you want to see oneshots. I have my ask box on Tumblr open (@thenasoneshots)

A few notes.

So I’m planning to do both Kinktober, a s what I call FandomMas this year. If you don’t know, FandomMas is my oneshot advent calendar type thing. So from the first of December, a oneshot will be written/posted a day til the 25th. I still need ideas though. Please request characters only from my masterlist with a small plot idea. all plots for FandomMas must be Christmas related all for Kinktober must give me a character and a kink. for requesting both please do it via asks. as I don’t check tumblr often so I prob won’t see if you comment on this post

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.

Professor Sycamore Oneshot - Thank You?

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: Fluff

Reader's Relations: None

Reader’s Home Region: Kalos

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

Warnings: None

Other notes: None

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“And what is going on here?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Someone’s happy.”

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

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

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

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

Remus Oneshot - Visiting Hours

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: Songfic (it’s more just a random oneshot with a bit of fluff that uses a song for  a small portion of the oneshot)

Song Used: Visiting Hours - Ed Sheeran

Timing: Golden Trio Era, specifically Prisoner of Azkaban timing, with a small bit of ‘Pre-Philosopher’s Stone’ at the start

Reader's Relations: None/Best friends with James (cause it’s for the plot, okay)

Reader’s House: Not Applicable

Reader’s Blood Status: Muggle-Born

Warnings: None/Sadness

Other notes: This was originally gonna be set after the Battle of Hogwarts with the reader being Remus’s sister and being the one to look after Teddy, but it evolved into this instead, let me know if you’d like to see that one too.

A small bit of context, after his parents were killed, he was sent to live with you rather than the Dursleys.

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I hummed a tune to myself as I put the finishing touches on Harry’s 11th birthday cake. I had just finished washing up the bowl that the icing had been in when Harry walked into the room, “Post’s here.” He smiled up at me and handed me one of the two letters that were in his hands. I returned the smile and turned the letter over to remove the envelope and read the contents;

“Dear Miss (Y/n) (L/n),

On behalf of Professor Dumbledore, I would like to invite you to come and teach Muggle Studies at Hogwarts. We require a new teacher, and it was agreed that you would be the best fit for the job. Of course, you do not need to worry about Harry, as I’m sure, provided both letters arrived on the same day, that he will be coming with you. I await your reply.

Yours,

Professor Minerva McGonagall,

Deputy Headmistress of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry”

I smiled at the letter, turning towards Harry who was staring at the letter in his hands. I gave a small chuckle, alerting him to the fact that I was watching him and he turned to me, “So.. when do we go and get my school things?”

“Whenever you wish, Harry, but how does tomorrow sound? There’s a birthday cake with your name on it here.”

He nodded and smiled, handing me the letter, so I could read over it, as it had been twenty years since I’d been in his position. I folded it and put it safely on the kitchen counter, beside my purse, so we wouldn’t forget it the next day and turned back to the cake, picking up the stand it was on and bringing it over to the table where Harry was sitting.

“Happy Birthday, Harry. It’s not much, but I hope you like it anyway.”

“Awesome. Thank you,” he replied, as I took out my wand and cut two slices after he’d blown out the candles. We both dug in and managed to eat half of the relatively small cake, between the two of us, saving the other half for the next day, or a later point, as it would last a few days.

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“I want three paragraphs on the uses of rubber ducks, due by the end of the week,” I spoke out to the class of 4th years. Groans were heard across the classroom and I rolled my eyes, “You should be glad I’m not making you write thirteen pages! Class dismissed!” I spoke, leaning my hands on the desk in front of me, as the students started packing up their stuff. I started to pack up a few of my things as it was the last class of the day, and I wanted the classroom to be clean for the next day. Just as I was collecting a few of the remaining quiz papers from desks, a voice disrupted the quiet, “Professor (L/n)?” I turned around to see one of the 5th-year Hufflepuffs standing at the door. I smiled and nodded, “Come in, Jen. Did you need something?”

“Not technically, I just wanted to hand this in. I finished it early and I didn’t trust it being left in my dorm until our class on Friday, so I thought I’d just come and give it to you now,” she replied, taking a piece of parchment out from her bag. I walked over and took the parchment from her, seeing it was her essay on (Random muggle objects) I’d given her year the previous day.

“Thank you, Jen, I’ll mark it this evening and give it back to you tomorrow.”

“Thank you, Professor, bye.”

“Bye, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

The Hufflepuff girl adjusted her glasses and nodded before running out of the classroom. I shook my head slightly as she reminded me of myself in my school days and returned to the small office adjacent to the classroom. Sirring down at th desk, I placed the pieces of parchment in my hands down, taking out the photo of me and my school friends, the Marauders, Lily and Marlene, I kept in the top draw of m desk and rubbing my thumb over it, “I wish that heaven had visiting hours so, I could just show up and bring the news,” I took my thumb over to where James and Lily were standing, the former’s arm around the latter and giggled at the memory, before tears starting to come to my eyes. It wasn’t fair that James and Lily had been killed, they didn’t deserve it, “That he's getting older, and I wish that you met him. The things that he'll learn from me, I got them all from you,” I paused looking at the younger version of Remus in the photo. He’d helped me so much with my schoolwork, and with how to be a decent human being, his friends not being responsible as they were pranking Slytherins most of the time. During our school years, I had the most obvious crush on him and it was a surprise he hadn’t worked it out, or maybe he had and didn’t feel the same so he kept quiet about it, “Can I just stay a while, and we'll put all the world to rights? The little one has grown, and I still drink your favourite wine and soon they're going to close, but I'll see you another day, so much has changed since you've been away.” I’d been best friends with the Marauders, helping Sirius and James out with homework most of the time, and helping Remus with his/doing it for him when a full moon came, Peter doing his homework himself, “I wish that heaven had visiting hours so, I could just swing by and ask your advice. What would you do in my situation? I haven't a clue how I am to raise him. What would you do? 'Cause you always do what's right. Can we just talk a while until my worries disappear, I'd tell you that I'm scared of turning out a failure. You'd say, "Remember that the answer's in the love that we create". So much has changed since you've been away.” 

I put the photo down, unable to continue singing as I put my head down on my desk letting the tears come. That was when I heard a knock at the door. I quickly wiped my tears, allowing the person entry, and stood up, to make it seem like I hadn’t been crying, but I froze when the person walked in, “P-Professor Lupin. This is a surprise.”

“(Y/n), don’t act like we don’t know each- Have you been crying?” he asked, looking me in the eye. I shook my head, “No! Why would I have been crying?”

“You can’t lie to me, (Y/n). I was at school with you for seven years, I can tell when something’s wrong,” Remus replied, walking over to me and taking my chin in his hand, forcing me to look at him, “Tell me? I know we haven’t seen each other in more than twenty years, but I’m here for you if you need to talk.” I smiled and nodded, shaking slightly, “O-Okay. It’s just I’ve been so stressed. I don’t know if I’m doing a good enough job!”

“You are. You’re the best Muggle Studies professor this school’s ever had.”

I sighed, “No, I don’t mean job as in occupation, I mean with raising Harry. I don’t know why James and Lily wanted me to look after him if something happened to them!” I choked out, the tears coming back to my eyes. Remus just pulled me into a hug, “Let it out, (Y/n). Let it out. I won’t judge you.”

“Thanks, Rem. T-this is what made me fall in love with you all those years ago.”

The minute I’d said that my face turned bright red and I squeaked, quickly backing out of the hug, “You should really go, I’ve got a lot of papers to mark, and I want to get it-” I was cut off when Remus grabbed my upper arms and pulled me closer to him, kissing me. My eyes widened, but after getting over the shock, I wrapped my arms around his neck, my fingers tangling in his hair. We broke off a few minutes later and I raised a hand to my mouth, “You just kissed me…”

“I’m sorry, I should have asked first. It’s just that when we were in school Sirius told me that if I ‘ever got the opportunity to kiss you, I should do it’.”

I smiled, pecking his cheek, “It’s okay. I confessed first anyway, accidentally but still. By the way, that was my first kiss.”

“Want me to be your second too?”

I giggled and nodded, “Most definitely. D-does this mean we’re together now?”

“Does this answer that?” Remus responded, kissing me again.

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I probably had an idea for more of this… but ehh I wanna draw so I’m ending it here

Sirius Oneshot - Sometimes the Truth isn't as it Seems

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: Fluff????? Idk if this would be classed as fluff, it’s more ‘gen with a bit of romance at the beginning and end’

Timing: Marauders’ Era/Golden Trio Era (Specifically Deathly Hallows time) (You’re in 6th year, the Marauders’ are in 7th)

Reader's Relations: James' sister

Reader’s House: Gryffindor, but it can also be read as the reader just hanging out in the Gryffindor common room a lot)

Warnings: Mentions of death, spoilers for Deathly Hallows (Do I need to add that bit? - also spoilers in ‘Other Notes’)

Other notes: In this, you're also an animagus, specifically a cat (This took me ages to decide what animal to pick (I went from bird to cat, to fox, to bird and back to cat…)) This is also written as if Sirius, Remus and Tonks didn’t die (Because I hate angst, and I don’t like having the latter two dead…), also written referencing the Yule Ball during the Marauders’ time at Hogwarts

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“Well, this a new development. If I had to bet on which of the three of you didn’t know how to dance, I definitely would not have been on you, Sirius.”

“Please?”

I rolled my eyes at him giving me the puppy dog eyes and stood up, “Fine. I’ll teach you how to waltz. Don’t want you embarrassing yourself in front of whichever girl you decide to take to the Yule Ball.” I took off the hoodie I had been wearing and pulled Sirius up so were standing in the middle of the common room.

“Here? Now?”

I nodded, “Yes, it’s only us plus James and Remus here. No one else. Plus the more practice you get in, the better. Now, place your right hand on my waist, so that your hand is on my back.” Sirius’s eyes widened and I noticed his face had turned a bit pink, “Sirius, you have to do this. If you don’t put your hand on my waist, I can’t teach you how to waltz!” I spoke, trying to stay calm, taking his hand in mine and placing it on my waist myself, placing my left hand on his shoulder, “Now, we take each other’s other hands,” I continued, taking his left hand in my right. I continued to show him, teaching him the step of the basic waltz, counting, “1, 2, 3,” out loud to keep him in time. After a few minutes, he’d picked it up and I didn’t need to count any more, we were just in our own world. Then, we made complete eye contact and I felt his grip on my waist tighten and he stopped moving, pulling me into him as he kissed me. I was shocked to the point where I zoned out and by the time I’d come back to my sense, he’d broken off and was nowhere to be seen.

“He ran through the portrait hole, (Y/n). Go after him, he’s been crush on you since 4th year!”

“And you’re okay with that?” I asked, turning my attention to James, who nodded, “Yup! I can’t control who my best friend falls in love with, whether it’s my younger sister or not.” I smiled and ran out of the common room, narrowly avoiding running into Lily as I ran down the staircase, having just caught a glimpse of Sirius. Eventually, I caught up with him when he was sitting by the Black Lake, his head between his knees and chest. As I got closer I heard sobs coming from him and I felt my heart break. I took a deep breath and walked over, sitting down next to him, “Sirius. Can we talk?”

He looked up and wiped his eyes to make it seem like he wasn’t crying, “L-listen, I’m so sorry! I just got caught up in the moment and Prongs said you liked me back! I should have known this was one of his pranks.”

I let out a tiny giggle which he noticed, “And now your laughing at me, great. I ruined my chance,” he continued, putting his head back down, avoiding eye contact with me. I just placed a hand on his cheek, bringing his face so I could look him in the eye. Before he could protest, I kissed him, “I was just surprised you kissed me. It wasn’t because I didn’t feel the same, Sirius. I’ve had a crush on you since I was in 4th year. I froze up because I wasn’t expecting it. I didn’t mean to make you feel like I didn’t return your feelings.”

“Would you be my girlfriend, (Y/n)?”

I nodded, “Of course. I wouldn’t have run out here after you or kiss you if I didn’t feel romantic attraction to you, Sirius. I’d love to be your girlfriend.”

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“Harry, they’re here.”

I walked over to where Hermione was standing, well crouching over a gravestone. When I got to her, she’d brushed the snow away. My parents’ gravestone. As I was re-reading the words slowly, Hermione crouched down in front of a neighbouring gravestone. I heard her gasp as, I presumed she read it, “Harry look.” I tore my attention away from the gravestone of my parents to look at the one Hermione was looking at. 

‘(Y/n) Potter, born (Birth Date), 1961, died ?? 1981, body not discovered’

“Harry, this means you had other family.”

“But she’s dead! Nothing we can do about that!” I replied, frustrated, “Plus how do we know she’s my family?”

“You’re not thinking properly, Same surname as your dad, and it’s highly unlikely... I’m not even going to go there, but from this, I have a feeling she’s your aunt, your dad’s sister, plus ‘body not discovered’. That means she could have got away. I’ve been reading about the night your parents were killed, and from what Sirius told us, it’s a good chance that she was there that night. The newspapers I’ve acquired from a few days after this, she was pronounced dead because she’d gone missing the night your parents were killed. There’s a possibi-”

“Hermione, shh.”

“Don’t shush me! I’m trying to-”

“Shh, I’m being serious, there’s something in that bush,” I replied, whispering. The next thing we knew, a black cat had run out of the bushes and sat down in front of (Y/n)’s gravestone, looking at the writing.

“Are you lost?”

The cat turned to us and shook its head as if it could understand what I’d said.

“Don’t be ridiculous, Harry. Was she your owner?” Hermione asked, her question directed to the cat. Again, it shook its head.

“Now who’s being ridiculous?”

Before Hermione could answer the cat had stood up and walked up to me, brushing against my leg. Hermione gestured to me to bend down, which I did and the cat nuzzled into my hand.

“It seems like this cat knows you, Harry.”

“You don’t say, but how?”

“Maybe it belonged to your parents? Cats have good memories, perhaps it thinks you’re James?” I felt myself stiffen slightly and turned to the cat, “I’m not your owner, little one.”

The cat just rolled its eyes, something I didn’t know cats could do, and gently bit my sleeve, pulling me along, “You want us to follow you?” The cat let go and nodded, walking off back into the bushes from which it had emerged and we followed, slowly as to make sure we didn’t get scratched much. Once we followed the cat into a clearing it turned to us, and a few seconds later, a woman, who looked to be in her late 30s was in front of us.

YOUR POV

“Finally, this feels good.”

“Who are you?”

I chuckled, “You look so much like your father, Harry. So so much. I’m sorry if I startled you, but I’m your aunt. Miss Granger, you’re correct, by the way. Before that night, Harry, I lived with your parents, being the one to go out and get food and stuff when it was needed. When You-Know-Who, came that night, your mother told me to take you and run, wanting to know you would be okay. I’m sorry you had to go to the Dursleys, but at that time I wasn’t able to look after you myself.”

Instead of lashing out at me, like I’d expected Harry to do, he just hugged me, “At least I have someone.”

“Harry, when this war is over, would you like to come and live with me? If you don’t want to, it’s okay, I’m just putting it out there.”

I heard him gasp slightly, “The thing is, Sirius already asked me to come and live with him, if I wanted to, and I accepted.”

“Oh, well, then I know he’ll take good care of you,” I replied, smiling.

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Without giving it a second thought, I transformed into my cat form and ran out from the Hogwarts side of the battlefield, running towards Voldemort, only for him to kick me out of the way. I land on some rubble and felt a sharp pain in my back, before falling unconscious.

HARRY’S POV

Once it was over, and Voldemort had been defeated, I ran over to where he’d previously kicked (Y/n), and leaned over, checking to see if she was still breathing. There was breath but it was very faint. I picked her up gently, as she was still in her cat form, and ran into the Great Hall, where all the injured participants had been brought (I did research on this, if a witch or wizard is killed in their animagus form, they return to their human form, however, it was not mentioned anywhere about severe, but non-fatal injuries, so this is like my headcanon, that if they are injured, then they’ll remain in their animagus form until completely recovered then are able to transform back into their human form.)

“Potter? Why have you got a cat?”

“Madame Pomfrey, you have to help, please. It’s my aunt, not just a cat.”

“Are you sure?”

I nodded, “Please you have to help. Is there any way to get her back in her human form?”

“If this cat is truly an animagus then we’ll have to wait until she’s fully healed, then she’ll be able to transform back.”

YOUR POV

I awoke, lying on some form of mat on the floor of the Great Hall. When I looked down I saw I was still in my cat form, and surprisingly, I felt completely better. I transformed back into my human form and stood up, thankful to stretch my legs. I then noticed two voices I recognised, albeit slightly deeper than I remembered, “There’s nothing you can do, Remus.”

“Be quiet, Sirius, you’re not helping!”

I giggled to myself and walked up to the two of them, tapping Sirius on the shoulder, causing him to turn to look at me, “(Y/n)? (Y/n) it’s really you! Moony, look who it-”

“Don’t joke around, Sirius.”

I let out another giggle, “You should really listen to Sirius sometimes, Rem. Sometimes, he is serious.” Remus looked up from whoever’s body he’d been looking at and turned to me. His eyes widened and he came up and hugged me, “You’re alive. How?”

Before I was able to answer, there were other voices, “Is that really her?”, “It can’t be, (Y/n) Potter was killed the same night her brother and sister-in-law were.” “But she’s right there!”

I bit my lip not being used to all the attention and soon heard a voice I hadn’t heard in a very long time, “(Y/n) Potter?”

I turned around to see Professor McGonagall standing there, a questionable look on her face, “Oh, hello Professor McGonagall, long time no see, huh?”

“As you are an unregistered animagus, you should be reported to the Ministry immediately.”

“I-I know the laws about animagi, Professor. I apologise,” I responded, looking down at my feet, trying not to let the tears fall, knowing I would be sent to Azkaban for several years.

She just sighed, “However,” she started, and my head shot up as she continued, “I understand the circumstances of why, so, if you wish to register yourself, I will come with you.” My eyes widened and I smiled, “T-thank you, Professor, but won’t the Ministry ask why I didn’t come earlier?”

“In that case, you’ll just have to say it was recent. I suggest you leave it a month and then go, then you can say that you became one after the war.”

I smiled and nodded again, “Thank you again, professor, for not reporting me.” Professor McGonagall just placed a hand on my shoulder, “I understand why you became an animagus, and I know why you didn’t immediately go to the ministry, so I’m just helping you out. As your former house mistress, it’s the least I can do,” she spoke, before walking off. I then felt arms wrap around my waist, “So, what do we do now Miss Rule Breaker?” I rolled my eyes, knowing exactly who it was, and turned around, placing my hands on Sirius’ shoulders, “I had a right mind to tell her you were an animagus too, Sirius. You know that.”

“I know, but you didn’t, which proves something to me... You still love me,” he spoke, a smirk on his face. In response, I just wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him.

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“You’ll be fine. Just deep breaths. Nothing will go wrong, trust me, I’ve planned everything, and gone through it five times.”

I let out a deep breath as Hermione finished off my hair, continuing my train of ‘what could go wrong?’s, “Most people only get this day once in their lives, Hermione. It’s nerve-wracking! What if I trip over? Or mess up? Or do anything else that’s wrong?”

Hermione sighed in response and took out her wand, pointing it towards the bottom of my long white dress. She muttered a spell and it shrunk to be in line with my knees, the trail still intact though, “There. Now you’re not going to trip over your dress.”

I smiled at her, “I’m glad my nephew has a friend like you, Hermione. You’ve been so much of a help.”

She smiled and put her wand back inside the sleeve of her dress, a lilac-ish coloured knee-high, with small otter imprints on the hem, my dress having a cat and dog motif scattered around it to represent both mine and Sirius’ animagi forms.

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“What did you decide to name him?”

I looked up to see Harry as well as Remus and Tonks, as she still insisted to be called, who was holding a now, 5-month-old Teddy in her arms. I smiled and turned to Sirius, who was too pre-occupied with the baby in his arms to notice anyone else in the room. I just giggled seeing him fawning over the child and turned my attention back to the others, “Well, we decided to call him Orion, with James as a middle name, isn’t that right, Sirius?” I finished, turning towards him, eventually having to poke him, “Huh? Oh yeah. I still think we should have called him ‘Mini Padfoot’.”

“And I already said that can be his nickname, well his nickname from you, he’ll be my little Oreo.”

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“Aunty (Y/n)!” I soon lost my balance a bit when two small but strong arms wrapped around my shins. I smiled and bent down, “Hello to you too, Teddy. Are you ready for your monthly sleepover?” Teddy nodded vigorously and ran off in his now 5-year-old glory upstairs, to, I guessed, get his bag. (ik the reader wouldn’t be Teddy’s aunt, it’s just an affectionate nickname)

“(Y/n), thank you so much for this. Sorry, it’s so last minute, Tonks’ parents weren’t able to take him this time.”

“It’s fine. Teddy’s a delight to have, plus, I think he’s going to have more fun this time,” I replied just as Teddy reappeared at the top of the stairs. He made his way down slowly, having his small rucksack on his back, as he grabbed ahold of the bannister, supporting himself so he didn’t fall. He walked over to me, “Ready!” He motioned to his bag and I giggled as Tonks emerged, a slightly larger bag in her hands than the one that was on Teddy’s back. As she handed it to me she spoke, “That’s got his clothes in it, and the stuff he actually needs. The rucksack of filled with things he wanted to bring himself.”

“Got it. Ready to go?” I asked, looking down at Teddy. He nodded and gave his parents a hug before walking back to me and taking my hand. I smiled and bid my farewells to Remus and Tonks before we walked out the door and down a few paths to where I knew it would be safe to apparate.

“There’s a surprise waiting for you when we get back, Teddy.”

“Really? What is it?”

I giggled, “It wouldn’t be a surprise if I told you, now would it?” I replied, ruffling his hair a bit, “Right, up you come, and make sure you’re holding on tightly.” I bent down and picked him up in my non-wand hand, before quickly disapparating, appearing on the front doorstep of mine and Sirius’ house. I opened the front door after putting Teddy down and we walked in.

“No, you do it like this. See, watch this,” I heard Sirius’ voice speak, followed by a bunch of babbling. Teddy looked up at me in confusion, “Has Uncle Sirius gone crazy?” I giggled, “Follow the voice and you’ll find your surprise, Teddy.” He nodded and walked into the living room, where I’d heard Sirius’ voice come from, and I followed him, seeing Sirius sitting on the floor with his legs crossed and looking down at Orion, who was messing around with a small toy.

“Siri, look who’s come to play,” I spoke, disturbing the scene. Sirius looked up and saw Teddy before smiling, “Little Dude, how you doing?”

Teddy just looked back at me and I giggled at his confusion.

“Mama!” My gaze immediately went to Orion and my smile increased as I walked over, picking him up, “Hello, my little Oreo! I’ve brought you a new playmate.”

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3062 words ending it here before it gets any longer… I will be sleeping now

James Oneshot - Seven Minutes with Black

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: Fluff

Timing: Marauders’ Era (7th Year)

Reader's Relations: Sirius’s Sister

Reader’s House: Slytherin

Warnings: None

Other notes: Written as if the Marauders knew of the Room of Requirement

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“I’m not coming,” I spoke in my normal monotone voice, turning my attention back to Lily, who was helping me with my Potions essay.

“Come on it’ll be fun, (Y/n)!” Sirius persisted.

“None of your friends, or any of your house for that matter, like me, so what’s the point coming to a party full of Gryffindors?”

“It’s not just Gryffindors, we got a few Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws to come! Please?” Sirius looked at me with puppy dog eyes and I rolled my eyes, “Fine.”

“Yes!” He squealed, hugging me, “You are the best!”

“Yo! Evans, go out with me?” I heard James’ voice say as he walked up to the table we were sitting at in the library.

“NO means NO, Potter. Get it in your head,” Lily responded. I just let out a sigh as I’d had a crush on James for a while, at least since 4th Year, and it upset me knowing he didn’t like me back.

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When I arrived at the Room of Requirement, or where it would be, I thought to myself what Sirius had told me, “I need a place to play Seven Minutes in Heaven with some fellow students.” The door soon appeared and I entered, soon seeing some eyes on me, “Who invited the Slytherin?”

I turned to leave again when I felt an arm wrap around me, “Oi! She’s my sister, and she’s actually a good Slytherin! Not all Slytherins are mean!” Sirius shouted, causing me to smile, “You’re the last one here, (Y/n). Put something in here.”

He held out a small bag to me, but I guessed it must have been enchanted to hold all the objects. I decided to pull off my tie, not knowing what else to put in, and smiled as Sirius ran off, smiling back at me, “Great! Now, who wants to go first? Moony, how about you?” I let out a small giggle and sat down on one of the sofas in the room next to one of my friends. I saw Remus rolling his eyes as Sirius held the bag out to him and he stuck his hand in, pulling out a round pair of purple glasses. I then saw Jen’s face light up red and I realised she didn’t have her glasses on. Remus stood up and walked over to her, placing her glasses back on her face, making her face light up even more.

“Alright, save it for the closet!” Sirius shouted, grabbing their hands and pulling them into the closet. I smirked and turned to Bella who was one of my friends, “5 Galleons they come out with their hair messed up.”

“You’re on.”

Seven minutes later, they emerged, Jen’s hair out of its usual part parting, with Remus’ hair being messed up, like they’d both been dragged through a hedge backwards, and Jen’s glasses starting to fall off her face. Jen walked back over to me, fixing her hair in the process, and Bella placed the Galleons in my hand, causing me to smirk, “Have fun in there?”

“Oh shut up, or I’ll just go and tell your crush you like him.”

“You wouldn’t dare…”

“I would.”

Before I could retaliate, Sirius appeared in front of me, “(Y/n), you go next.”

I rolled my eyes and stuck my hand in the bag, feeling around for a while before I felt a spherical object. I pulled it out to reveal a snitch, and my face went bright red. Sirius took it from me, handing the bag to Bella, before he walked over to James, whispering something in his ear.  James nodded his hands up in the air and stood up, walking over to me and pulling me towards the closet. When we were inside, I sat down, my back up against the wall, trying not to cry.

“(Y/n), can I ask you something?”

I looked up at him, blinking back my tears, knowing he was going to ask me to try to persuade Lily to go on a date with him, “S-sure.”

“Do you like me?”

At that, my eyes widened, “W-what? What makes you think that?”

“It’s just that before we came in here, Pads told me ‘not to break your heart’, so I just thought I’d ask, cause that made me think that you liked me. Romantically I mean.”

“Oh… Even if I did, I wouldn’t tell you. I know how you and your friends are about Slytherins, plus I know there’s no chance of the hypothetical feelings being reciprocated. You’ve been trying to get Lily to go out with you since 3rd Year.”

“What would you say if I told you I’ve only been trying to get Lily because I thought you wouldn’t like me back?” at this, my eyes widened more and my head shot up to look him in the face, “W-what?!”

“It’s the truth. If you don’t believe me, maybe this will convince you?” he paused and took my cheek in his hand as he was now sitting next to me and turned my face towards him before he kissed me. I blinked a few times before wrapping my arms around his neck, kissing him back.

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“TIMES U-PRONGS THAT’S MY SISTER!”

We immediately broke off to see Sirius standing in the doorway, his face slightly red either from anger or the embarrassment of seeing his sister and best friend making out.

“You never said I couldn’t date her. All you said was not to break her heart, Pads,” James replied, wrapping an arm around my waist, allowing me to lean my head on his shoulder. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Lily placing money into Jen’s hand and I could tell they made a bet. Rolling my eyes at them, I pulled James over and sat down next to Lily, James on my other side, who spoke up, “So is that why you kept rejecting me, Evans?”

Lily nodded, “Mixture of two things actually. One, I don’t actually like you romantically, and two, I knew (Y/n) did, so I wanted the two of you to confess.”

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I do not know how to add to this, so it’s being left here…

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…….

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 

Sirius Oneshot - Protection and Pranks

Requested?: No

Prompt: None/prompt from ai

Type of oneshot: Fluff

Timing: Marauders’ Era

Reader's Relations: None

Reader’s House: Gryffindor

Warnings: Use of the word ‘mud-blood’, Bullying, swearing

Other notes: At the start of this, you’re in 1st year, and the Marauders are in 2nd. You’re also muggle-born in this. Also, I believe in ‘Quidditch Team! Sirius’ btw…

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“Look, it’s a pathetic little Mud-Blood! What shall we do to her?”

Before either of his friends could answer, Lucius had smacked the stack of books out of my hands, “Oops…” I bent down and started to pick them up, trying to stop the tears that were wanting to escape my grasp, when he stood on my hand before running off.

“Here.”

I looked up at the different voice and saw Sirius Black. He and his friends were infamous around the school for pranking teachers and students, so I was hesitant to trust him, thinking he was going to prank me when I saw the bottle of hair dye in his other hand.

“Don’t worry, it’s not for you. Our pranks are reserved for Slytherins and annoying teachers.”

I smiled and took the book he’d picked up from him, whispering a small, “Thank you,” before picking up the rest myself, ignoring the pain in my hand and running off.

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“It’s my fault, Professor McGonagall. The prank was my idea, Sirius was only keeping guard for me, please don’t punish him.”

When I looked up, having been hanging my head in shame, I saw Sirius’s eyes had widened. Professor McGonagall gave a small smile in my direction, “10 points to Gryffindor for your honesty, Miss (L/n).”

I looked up at her in shock, “Huh? Aren’t I going to get a detention or something?”

She shook her head, “Not this time. If I catch you again, you will though. Now back to bed, both of you.”

We nodded and she walked off, as Sirius quickly put James’ invisibility cloak over both of us before we walked back up to the common room, removing it before going through the portrait hole. When we got into the common room, we fell to the floor, laughing like loons.

“That was fun.”

“Apart from getting caught, yeah,” Sirius replied.

I giggled, “Hey, at least we didn’t get detention.”

“Thank you. Really, if you hadn’t been there, I know I would have got at least a week’s worth of detention.”

I smiled and stood up, examining my watch, “I doubt we’re going to be able to sneak into our dorms at this hour. Everyone will probably still be awake in mine, I don’t know about your friends, but I’d going to be bombarded with questions, I know that. I’m going to sleep down here.”

“I’ll join you. The guys will ask why I was gone for so long.”

I nodded and made my way slowly over to the sofa, the fire giving just enough light to see to get there as I made myself comfortable.

------------------------JAMES’ POV

“I don’t care what those two are up to, I want my cloak back!”

“I’m sure they’ll give it to you, James, plus we don’t even know where they are. Sirius never came ba-what is it?” Moony replied, stopping himself mid-sentence when I stopped on the stairs, putting my arm in front of him, “Shh… Look.” I pointed over to the sofa noticing Moony’s gaze follow mine, “That’s why he didn’t come back up.” That’s when I got an idea, quietly and slowly sneaking over to the sofa where Sirius was lying, (Y/n) resting on his chest, Sirius’ arm wrapped around her.

“PADFOOT!”

Immediately the two woke up with a start, “THE HELL?! James you git!” (Y/n) shouted.

YOUR POV

“Did I ever tell you how much I hate your friend, Sirius?” I asked, turning my attention back to the boy in question.

“I dunno, I hate him too sometimes,” he replied, “Prongs, fuck off, I’m trying to sleep.”

“What you really want is some alone time with your girlfriend, isn’t that right, Pads?”

I felt my face heat up a bit and I threw a nearby cushion at James, “We’re not dating! Plus, I have a boyfriend already!”

I noticed a painful look overtake Sirius’s face but he wiped it off as James spoke again, “He had his arm wrapped around you protectively. You wouldn’t be sleeping on top of him, on his chest I might add, if you weren’t, Moony, back me up.”

“(Y/n) is right. I believe William is his name, Ravenclaw Quidditch Captain.”

“Thank you, Remus. At least someone pays attention. Now, go and eat your breakfast, I’m going to go and get dressed.”

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I felt my heart break at the sight of William pressing a random girl I didn’t know against the wall and kissing her. I gasped and he turned to me, dropping the girl, “(Y/n), it’s not what-”

“Cut the crap, Will. We’re over!” I shouted before running off, not caring about all the looks I was getting. I ran back to the common room and muttered the password, ignoring the Fat Lady’s words asking if I was alright and ran up to my dorm.

“(Y/n)? What’s up?”

“William’s been cheating on me, I broke it off.”

“Well, he’s a jerk. Come here, what do we always say?”

“‘Lily hugs make everything better’. Right?” I replied as she smiled at me, standing up from Emelia’s bed and walking over to mine, hugging me, “Right!”

A few minutes later, she let go of me, “Better?” I nodded and she smiled, “Good, now I think you should get some food, want me to come with you?”

I shook my head, “It’s fine, Lily, thank you.”

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“WILLIAM!”

I turned around from walking towards the common room after a quidditch match; Ravenclaw vs Gryffindor, to see Sirius with William pinned up against a wall, “You jerk! How could you do that to that Angel?! (Y/n) did NOTHING to deserve you cheating on her so why?!”

At this, I saw Sirius raising his wand to William’s throat, “Why? Why did you cheat on her?!”

“Pads, he’s not worth it, you don’t want to get another detention, do you?” James spoke, placing a hand on Sirius’ shoulder, causing him to let William go, putting his wand away and going to turn around, before surprising everyone and turning again, punching William in the jaw. I gasped, causing the group to turn to me.

“(Y/n)! You weren’t supposed to se-” Sirius was interrupted when I ran up and grabbed the tie of his uniform, pulling him to my height and kissing him, “Thank you.”

“W-what?” Sirius asked, his face now bright red.

“To be honest I was meaning to break up with him for a while. I’ll explain on the walk to the common room.” Sirius nodded and wrapped an arm around me, tossing his broom to James, who got smacked in the face with it, “Mind putting that away for me, Prongs?”

“I’m not your wingman, Padfoot!”

I giggled at the antics of the two boys and tapped Sirius’ shoulder, gaining his attention, “I realised that pulling those pranks on the Slytherins with you, and how much fun that was, I realised I was falling in love with you, Sirius, but I didn’t say anything because of William, but then I heard the rumours about you having ‘shagged almost every girl in Hogwarts’, and realised I’d have to tell you I was in love with you, but I wanted to break up with William first… Sorry if you don’t feel th-” I was cut off when he stopped walking and grabbed my upper arms, pulling me closer to him and kissing me, “I love you too, (Y/n).”

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Hehe… finished, it wasn’t exactly the prompt but ehh, the prompt gave me the idea for this.. .doing what a prompt is supposed to do ig.

Love is Unconditional - Trans! Apollo x Reader

Requested?: No

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

Timing: Between Dual Destinies and Spirit of Justice

Type of oneshot: Fluff

Reader's Age:  24

Reader's Occupation: Defence Attorney 

Reader's Relations: Apollo’s girlfriend

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Hey, Athena.”

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

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

“Why?”

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

Athena nodded, “Yes ma’am!”

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

“Okay!”

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“Polly, calm down. It’s okay.”

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

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

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

Polly nodded, “Yes.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

(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.”

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

“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 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!"

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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."

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

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

Sirius and Remus Oneshot - Never Have I Ever

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: Fluff/Smut

Timing: Marauder’s Era (Takes place before the summer of their 6th year, ik this contradicts the first part, but pretend that’s 6th year)

Reader's Relations: Remus/Sirius’ girlfriend (cause WolfStar)

Reader’s House: Hufflepuff

Warnings: Smut, Dom! Reader, Sub! Remus, Switch! Sirius

Other notes: This is part two of ‘Flirting Gets You Nowhere… Or Does It?’ I’ve had this idea for a while, but with the smut bit, I wasn’t too keen on writing it, but I want to write smut, I’m happy to, but not too good, and out of practice, this is also my first time writing a threesome so… you can skip over the smut, it’s marked where it starts (: also a small context that wasn’t necessary for the first part, but you come from a pure-blooded family, who don’t take lightly to half-bloods/muggle-borns

-------------------------- (Before summer of 6th year)

“Look what I got! Now who wants to play ‘Never Have I Ever’?”

I lifted my head from its previous position of resting on Remus’ shoulder, Sirius leaning on Remus’ other side, and started James directly in the eye, “Why? That’s a game that 1st and 2nd years play. I thought you’d grown up, but clearly not.”

“Oh come on, (Y/n)! It’ll be fun. Plus it’s nearly the Summer Holidays!”

“I’m in!” Sirius responded, lifting his head too, “If it involves free alcohol, I’m in!”

I rolled my eyes and turned to Remus, “Remind me how we both fell in love with him again?” Remus chuckled and pecked my forehead, “I don’t know, I ask myself that quite often.”

“Hey! You know you love me!” Sirius squeaked, falling off the sofa, causing me to giggle as James walked over, “So, are we playing this game or did I just steal this firewhiskey for no reason?”

“Fine,” I replied sitting up properly.

“Awesome! So how this will work is if you’ve done the thing you have to take a shot.”

“We know how to play, James, just get on with it.”

He rolled his eyes, “Fine, Little Miss Perfect Hufflepuff! Never have I ever…. Had two boyfriends.”

I narrowed my eyes at him before taking one of the shot glasses and downing it, “You better not target me the whole game.”

“No promises….”

I sighed, a smirk appearing, “So we’re playing it like that? Very well, never have I ever NOT dated a werewolf.” James’ face paled and his eyes widened as he reached for one of the glasses, causing my smirk to increase, “See, you don’t it either do you? Remus, it’s your turn.” Remus nodded, after putting his own glass down, “What? I can’t very well date myself, can I?” I let out a giggle, “You’re right, just say something.”

“Never have I ever… been an animagus,” Remus replied, smirking, causing me, Sirius and James to reach for a glass.

“My turn! Never have I ever… not been in love with the Amazing Sirius Black!”

I giggled as James took another shot, me petting Sirius on the head, “Good one.”

“Never have I ever…been sorted into Hufflepuff.” I glared at James, taking a shot while maintaining eye contact with him.

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The game continued with me and James getting increasingly drunk, the two of us targetting each other, Sirius rather tipsy, and Remus only having to take a couple of shots, so he was still pretty sober.

“Never have I ever… been caught making out while I’m supposed to be having a Head Boy and Head Girl meeting.”

“(Y/n)! You’re targeting me!” James slurred, reaching for another shot glass, now completely drunk.

“It’s your own fault!”

“Never have I *hic* ever fantasised about having a threesome.”

I felt my face heat up and I reached for a glass, waiting to hear or see the response of my boyfriends.

“You know… we could make that fantasy a reality, (Y/n),” Sirius whispered in my ear, causing my face to turn redder than it already was. I soon snapped out of my embarrassment and turned to him, “Oh yeah? Cause you’re really drunk right now, Siri…”

“And you’re really sexy, (Y/n)...” he replied.

“You two need to stop being all over each other, seriously.”

“Hey, Remmy, don’t you want a piece?” I asked leaning over and getting in his face, “I know you want to… I have an idea… never have I ever dated a Hufflepuff.” Remus rolled his eyes and leaned over for a shot, and I saw Sirius doing the same, causing me to giggle. For a few more rounds, I and Sirius continued to target Remus until he turned to me, “Get up in our dorm, now.”

I smirked, knowing he was now wholly drunk and stood up, kissing him and walked up to their dorm, hearing Remus say one thing to James, “You’re sleeping down here tonight… unless you don’t want to sleep.”

SMUT STARTS HERE

Once I’d made it to their dorm, I laid down on Remus’s bed, somehow remembering which it was,  due to the chocolate resting on his nightstand. I smirked to myself, hearing Remus and Sirius making their way up the stairs and taking off my uniform, leaving myself in my bra, pants and socks. The two boys eventually came into the room and their jaws dropped when they saw me, “Hello, want to take a piece of this?”

Sirius was on me in a minute, kissing me and forcing his tongue into my mouth. I could feel him growing hard, and I let out a moan as I brought my hand down, rubbing him through his trousers, causing him to let out a groan. I heard a whine and looked up from Sirius, who was now massaging my breasts through my bra to see Remus standing with a tent forming in his trousers too.

“Come over here Rem, and take your trousers off.” he did so and walked over. Once he was in reaching distance I took his hard cock in my hand, rubbing it causing him to let out a moan. I quickly picked my wand up from the floor and put a silencing charm, as well as a lock charm on the door to make sure we wouldn’t be interrupted, before taking Remus in my mouth, dropping my wand to the floor. I drew my attention back to Sirius when he pulled my pants off, and I felt him licking my cunt. I let out a moan and tried to concentrate on Remus’ pleasure, his cock still in my mouth as Sirius continued to eat me out. I soon came from Sirius licking me and removed my mouth from Remus, who’d had more pleasure due to my moans around him, “Don’t worry, you’ll get to cum soon.”

I turned back to Sirius, “Strip. Now.” His eyes widened but he complied, taking off his clothes one by one, starting with his jumper and shirt before moving to his trousers. While he was doing this, I instructed Remus to lie down on his bed, which he did. I crawled over and sat on his lap, slowly going down on his cock, loud moans coming from both of us. I heard a whimper and turned to see that Sirius had now stripped completely and beckoned him over, petting his head, “Good boy. Remus, lean over and suck him off while I ride you.” Remus obeyed immediately, leaning over and taking Sirius in his mouth, sucking on him. The sight as well as the pleasure, as Sirius had now leaned over and was rubbing my clit, was enough to put me over the edge and I came, releasing around Remus, him also cumming.

“Swap positions. Mummy wants you to fuck her, Siri.” Sirius’ face went pink as I moved off Remus, kneeling on Remus’ bed on all fours, my ass facing towards Sirius. He placed his hands on my butt before inserting himself into me hard. I let out a loud moan, “Rem, come here.” Remus adjusted his position and I started to suck him off again, noticing he was still hard. I soon felt Sirius’ thrusts beginning to get sloppy and I could tell he was going to cum, “Cum inside me, Siri, please!” I soon felt him cum in me before feeling Remus release into my mouth, me cumming again around Sirius. I moved my head from Remus and the two boys helped me lie down in bed.

—-----------------------SMUT OVER

A weeks days later, a few days before the end of the school year, I ended up having to go to the Hospital Wing due to the fact I was sick in the mornings and I’d been feeling a lot more tired.

“What’s wrong with me Madame Pomfrey?” I asked nervously lying on one of the beds in the hospital wing.

She didn’t answer, instead, she turned to Lily who was just leaving the Hospital Wing, after what I guessed was visiting a friend, “Ahh, good timing, Miss Evans, could you please ask Mr Black and Mr Lupin to come here?” Lily nodded, muttering an, “Of course,” as she dashed out of the Hospital Wing. I turned back to Madame Pomfrey, “Can’t you tell me what it is before Remus and Sirius get here?” Madame Pomfrey sighed and came closer to me, “Miss (L/n), may I ask you a few personal questions?” I nodded, “If it will help you to work out what is wrong with me, yes.”

“I have a prediction already. I just want to clarify. May I ask, have you been ‘intimate’ with either of your boyfriends recently?” I felt my face flush a bit and nodded shyly, “Please don’t tell any of my professors! I swear it was-”

“I’m not going to say anything, whatever you tell me will stay between us and your boyfriends. Secondly, when was the last time you had your period?”

Again, I felt my face flush a bit, “A-about 5 weeks ago.”

“I see, well that confirms my suspicions. You’re-”

“WHERE’S (Y/N)?! WHERE IS SHE?!” I hear Sirius shout as he ran into the Hospital Wing, Remus following behind him. The two spotted me and ran over, “Madame Pomfrey, what’s wrong with our girlfriend!?” Sirius asked in a panic.

“I hope you two are ready to be fathers. It seems Miss (L/n) is pregnant.”

Remus and Sirius looked at each other before turning to me, “Are you?”

Before I could reply, Madame Pomfrey had spoken again, “I’ll leave you three to discuss this. Miss (L/n), I know what I said before, but I will have to inform Professor Dumbledore about this… development.”

I nodded, “Okay.” She smiled at me and left, leaving me with my two boyfriends, Remus speaking first, “D-do you remember when... Y’know?” I knew what he was referring to and nodded, “Y-yeah, well I have my predictions. Remember when James forced us to play Never Have I Ever? Well, we all got pretty drunk and you both ended up fucking me. I think that due to the hangovers the next morning, we forgot to do anything that would stop me from having a child inside me…”

The two of them looked at each other again and then walked over to the bed, the two of them perching on a side each, “Y-you want to keep it? The baby I mean?” I nodded slowly, “Yeah, it’s not fair to kill the little one when they haven’t even been born yet. You two want to be fathers?” They both nodded immediately, “Of course, we’ll support your decision, (Y/n). You’re our girlfriend.”

“Miss (L/n).”

I looked up to see Professor Dumbledore standing a few metres away, Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout standing behind him, the latter two being there I guessed due to being our Heads of Houses.

“Yes?”

“Madame Pomfrey has informed us of your situation. While I cannot state that I’m not disappointed that this has happened I would like to say that if you decide to keep the baby, then your professors will be informed in case you have to leave classes or anything.”

I nodded, “T-thank you, I already decided that I want to keep the baby.”

“In that case, just remember, me and the rest of your professors are here if you need anything. If you start showing before the end of term, we can arrange for you to go home early, how will your parents take this?”

“They’re not going to like this… To be honest. They’ve already pretty much disowned me for having both two boyfriends and, no offence to you Rem, but one of them being a half-blood.”

“If you need somewhere to stay, my parents would happily look after you, (Y/n).” I hadn’t even noticed James was in the room too, “They know how your parents are, and I’m sure they wouldn’t turn you away. I mean, if they let Sirius stay with us for all of the holidays, I’m sure they’d let you stay. I mean, this is my fault anyway, it was my idea to play that game.”

I smiled, “Thanks, James, and yeah, this is your fault! You were the one that brought the alcohol.”

Professor McGonagall gave him a harsh talking to when he heard that alcohol had been involved and it ended up with James in detention for a week, Sirius and Remus getting one-off detention, and somehow, Professor Sprout let me off scot-free.

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Over the Summer Holidays between our 6th and 7th years, the four of us stayed with James’ parents, him having written to them about the situation, and they were happy to look after me and let me stay with them to help me with my pregnancy and the baby.

“Honestly (Y/n), it’s fine, we don’t mind. Any friend of James is welcome here.”

“I know, James has been telling me that since he found out I was pregnant. I really appreciate you letting me stay with you.”

“Do you know which of your boyfriends is the father yet? Biological father I mean.”

I shook my head, “I’ve got an appointment next Saturday which is when I’m going to find out, they were both going to come with me, but there’s a Quidditch match, and they can’t miss it, even though Remus isn’t on the team…but Sirius coaxed Professor McGonagall into letting Remus commentate and it’s apparently too late to find someone else to do it.”

“I’ll come with you if you like. It’ll be easier if you have someone there with you. Then you can write to the two of them and tell them the gender and who the father is.”

I smiled up at James’ mother, “Thank you, I’d like that very much, but I think I want to surprise them.”

------------------------REMUS’ POV (March of 7th Year)

“I wonder how (Y/n) is doing…”

“She’ll be fine, Moony, no need to worry! Seriously, my parents already treat her like she’s their daughter, sometimes I think they might as well adopt her with how much time she spends at our house over holidays as stuff! I’m telling you, if something went wrong, Dumbledore would have been informed and we would have been notified!” James replied, turning back to his potion.

“Yeah, I suppose, I just can’t stop worrying though.”

It was at that moment when Professor McGonagall appeared in the doorway, “Professor Slughorn, may I borrow Black and Lupin for a few minutes?”

“Yes, go ahead,” Professor Slughorn replied, nodding to us. I felt the anxiety come back as me and Sirius stood up, walking out the door, to where Professor McGonagall was waiting for us.

“Professor, what is this about?”

“Not here, Black.”

Sirius rolled his eyes and I subtly reached my hand out taking his hand, giving it a squeeze, and pecking his cheek while Professor McGonagall wasn’t looking. We soon realised we were in her office and she’d shut the door.

“Professor Dumbledore received an owl this morning just after breakfast about your girlfriend. She-”

“Is (Y/n) alright? Please don’t say something bad happened!” I asked, panic wreaking through my voice, “Please don’t tell us she’s dead.”

“She’s perfectly okay. The owl was sent from Potter’s parents. Miss (L/n) has given birth to a healthy baby boy. Professor Dumbledore wanted the two of you to know as soon as possible. You’re both officially fathers. You may return to class.”

“Professor?” I asked hesitantly, causing Sirius, who was already halfway to the door, to groan lowly.

“Yes?” she replied, looking at me, “Is something the matter?”

“Did the Potter’s letter say anything about the baby’s condition? Or what (Y/n) called him?”

“Oh right. You have nothing to worry about, Mr Lupin, the child’s biological father is Mr Black here, so he’s not a werewolf, like you,” I let out the breath I’d been holding in relief as she continued, “As for the name, the letter said she’d called him Orion. As for the middle name, he was given yours Mr Lupin and Miss (L/n) had given the child her last name. So his full name is Orion Remus (L/n).”

I smiled and thanked her before dragging Sirius out of the room the two of us making our way back to Potions.

“I’m glad your his father, Sirius. I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I’d made a baby into a werewolf.”

“You’re still gonna be an amazing Dad, Moony! We both are. He’s gonna be my little Oreo, I can already tell.”

------------------YOUR POV (Summer after 7th Year)

I smiled as I sat on the sofa of the Potters’ house, Orion lying in my arms.

“He looks like the perfect mix of you and Sirius.”

“I know,” I replied, “I can’t wait for the boys to meet him and I hope they’re happy with the name choice.”

Just then the door burst open, “Where’s my little Oreo!?” I blinked and stood up, trying to calm Orion, as he’d started crying at the loud noise, as I walked out of the living room to see Sirius standing in the doorway, Remus, James and James’ dad standing behind him. My smile widened, “He’s right here, be careful though, he only seems to like me holding him at the moment, “Orion, this is your Papa Sirius.” I paused and tentatively placed Orion in Sirius’ arms as he’d now dropped his trunk onto the ground.

“Hello there, I’m your Papa! I’m going to be the best Papa ever! Better than your Papa Remus, yes I am.”

I breathed a sigh of relief as Orion didn’t start crying when I placed him in Sirius’ arms as he walked into the living room, oogling over Orion.

“Sirius! Your stuff! You can’t just leave it here!” Remus shouted after him, “And I’m not bringing it up for you!”

“It’s alright, I’ll bring both your bags up, you go and meet your son,” James’ dad replied to Remus.

“Are you sure? I can bring my bag up first.”

“I’m sure, go and see him.”

Remus nodded and placed his trunk down, walking over to me and wrapping his arm around me, “Shall we go see if Sirius has messed up yet?” I giggled and nodded, pecking him on the lips, the two of us walked into the living room where Sirius was sitting on the sofa, the now 4-month-old Orion in his arms, him smiling widely as he played with the baby.

“You are my little Oreo. I will make sure you stay safe.”

At this point, Orion started crying again and made small hand movements to me. I sighed and walked over, “Don’t worry, Mummy’s here, Mummy’s here, Buddy.” He started to grab ahold of the top I was wearing and I let out a small giggle, “Is someone hungry? I’ll be back in a few minutes,” the last statement made to the others, before I walked out the room.

REMUS’ POV

“Mum, when’s the last time (Y/n) had a decent night sleep?” James asked. It was clear that he’d noticed the bags under (Y/n)’s eyes too.

“I’d say probably about two days before Orion was born. She’s been insisting on doing everything herself. I’ve tried to tell her that she could ask us for help, but she just says ‘I appreciate the offer, but it’s fine, I can manage’. And won’t let us help in anyway. She’s going to make herself ill, but she won’t listen, saying that Orion is her first priority and that she’s putting him above everything else. Maybe one of you could try talking to her?” the last statement was directed to me and Sirius and I nodded, “I’ll try, but I doubt she’s going to listen.”

YOUR POV

I walked back into the room only to be pulled away by Remus after he taken Orion from me and handed him to Sirius.

“Remus, I already told you, Orion isn’t keen on anyone-” he shut me up by kissing me, “I know what you said, but he’ll be fine for a few minutes, plus he liked Sirius earlier until he got hungry. (Y/n) you need to rest. James’ parents told us you haven’t had a decent night sleep since before Orion was born. You need to take care of yourself too.”

“I can’t leave Orion alone, Rem, he’s still a baby!”

“I know that, but.. Just follow me,” he pulled me back towards the living room and I saw Sirius sitting on the floor with his legs crossed, Orion sitting in front of him babbling as Sirius played peek-a-boo with him. My heart melted and Remus pulled me away again, “See, he’s perfectly fine with Sirius. Perhaps he just knows who his parents are. You said he wasn’t comfortably with alone with James’ parents, so maybe that’s it.”

“I guess you’re right.”

“I know I’m right, now go upstairs and sleep, (Y/n).”

“Bu-”

“No buts. You need sleep.”

“Fine,” I muttered, pecking his cheek, “But if he starts crying, come and get me, okay?”

“I’ sure we won’t need to do that,” Remus replied, pushing me upstairs, “No go sleep!”

REMUS’ POV

I walked back into the living room to see Sirius still playing peek-a-boo with Orion, the small boy making sounds akeen to giggles whenever Sirius showed him his face again. I smiled and knelt down next to Sirius, leaning over and kissing his cheek, “So, he likes you.”

“He knows who is father is, that’s all.”

“I suppose. (Y/n) is getting some sleep now.”

“That’s goo-wait how’d you get her to listen?”

I just shrugged, giving Sirius a nudge, “That’s for me to know and for you to never find out.”

---------------------------------YOUR POV (Two years later)

I smiled walking into the living room of the house that I shared with Sirius and Remus, seeing the former sitting on the floor with Orion and Harry. I giggled, “Who would have known that Sirius Black would be the one to be good with kids. Would never have guessed.”

One of the children’s heads shot up, “Mummy!” My eyes widened and I rushed over, “Y-you spoke! Aww my little boy spoke. I’m so proud of you, Orion.”

“What happened?” I heard Remus’ voice from behind me. I turned around, “Remus, watch this. Say it again.”

“Mummy!” Orion giggled out wrapping his tiny arms around me, “I’m so proud of you!” Orion giggled and my smile widened as he turned to look at Sirius, “Papa!” It was like a light had been switched on in Sirius’ head as his face metaphorically lit up as he walked over, leaving Harry sitting on the floor.

“That’s right! I’m your Papa! Look, Moony, he knows his.. Moony?” I turned around to see Remus not standing where he’d been before. I then heard the sound of faint sobs and rushed out the room to find him sitting under the table in the dining room, crying. My heart broke at the sight and I bent down, kneeling next to him, “Rem? What’s up?”

“I-I… It’s nothing, just leave me alone.”

“Something is up though, I know that much. Tell me. I’m not leaving until you tell me. Remus, you’re my boyfriend, I’m not going to let you be sad!”

“F-fine, it’s just, I-I’m envious of the bond that Sirius has with Orion. There I said it.”

My heart broke even more and I wrapped him in a hug, “You wish you were his biological father?” I could feel Remus nodding against me and I pulled him even closer, “Rem, it’s okay to feel like that. It doesn’t help that Sirius is rubbing it in your face does it?” He shook his head and I lifted his chin, wiping his tears, “Rem, d-do you want to give Orion a little sibling?” His face perked up and he nodded shyly, before digging his head back into my neck. I heard a tiny giggle and looked to my left to see Orion, “Papa! I found Papa!” I then saw a pair of familiar socks come into view and Sirius’ face appeared, “There you two are.”

I felt a smile appear on my face and I nudged Remus, “Rem, did you hear that?”

Remus just shrugged and I sighed lifting his head again, “Come on, we’ll go sit i-Sirius, what did you do with Harry? You know James and Lily are going to kill you i-”

“He’s sitting on the sofa with his dad. James came while you two were here. I didn’t leave him unattended, don’t worry.”

I released a breath and pulled Remus out from under the table picking Orion up, “Can you say it again?” I asked.

“Papa!” Orion giggled out, making grabby hands towards Remus, who wiped his eyes, causing my smile to grow, “You’re his dad to, Rem.”

“Papa sad…”

I felt my smile widen more and I handed Orion to Remus, who just hugged him. Sirius walked over to me and kissed my cheek, wrapping his arms around me, “So what were you two up to down there?”

“Siri, can you, and James if he’s still here, take Orion and Harry out? I think Remus needs some ‘Special (Y/n) Love’. He was feeling a bit left out that you were Orion’s biological father.” Sirius got my hint and nodded. I smiled, “Rem, Sirius is gonna take Orion out for a bit, you want to help me with something?” Remus looked up at me and I manouvered my arms in a way so that I was squishing my breasts together, hinting at what I meant. His eyes widened and he nodded handing Orion over to Sirius before grabbing my hand and dragging me upstairs…

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I’m ending this here cause it’s over 4000 words and it’s 10:52pm for me rn… so I’m gonna go sleep…