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Decided to open an Ask Page/Side Blog. It will be on @thenasrandomness so please go follow me there to ask the questions and for more details

PLEASE GUYS VOTE FOR NARUMITSU!!!

Hi, I love your one shots! Can you possibly do a one shot where the reader is sebastian smythes little sister and she becomes really close to Klaine (maybe gets w one of the people in glee, regardless of gender, little Smythe is bi in my head hehe). I would love to see sassy sebs reaction to all of this Thank you!

Sorry I haven't done this yet, I kept forgetting honestly sorry. But I'll try do it asap.

Kinktober Update

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

Hii, I saw the note on the updated list and was wondering if you could do Norway for 24? Thanks in advance!!

sure! thanks for understanding, so long as that’s one that doesn’t have a character yet.

Kinktober 2024 update:

So as I only got 1 request, I've randomly generated characters from my fandoms for this... this is the order they'll be written in, day 1 will hopefully be up soon. ALL WRITTEN WITH FEMALE READER. I'm still stuck for some of the prompts so please give me suggestions! Must be from my fandom list though.

Dirty Talk - Phoenix Wright (Ace Attorney)

Oral Fixation - Sebastian Michaelis (Black Butler)

Honeymoon - Christophe Giacometti (Yuri on Ice)

Breeding - Simon Blackquill (Ace Attorney)

BREAK

Birthday Sex - Viktor Nikiforov (Yuri on Ice)

Against A Wall - Childe (Genshin Impact)

Striptease - Newt Scamander (Fantastic Beasts)

Pillow Fight - Jesse St. James (Glee)

No Hands - Klavier Gavin (Ace Attorney)

Multiple Orgasms - America (Hetalia)

Clothes On - Professor Sycamore (Pokémon)

Makeup sex - Sebastian Smythe (Glee)

Hotel - Yuuri Katsuki (Yuri on Ice)

BREAK

Quickie - James Potter (Harry Potter/Marauders)

Masturbation - John Laurens (Hamilton)

Can't Sleep - Miles Edgeworth (Ace Attorney)

First Time - Herlock Sholmes (The Great Ace Attorney)

Sexting -

Temptation -

Wet Dream -

BREAK

Morning Sex - Norway (Hetalia)

Black Tie Affair - Trucy Wright (Ace Attorney) - AGED UP

Interrupted - Albedo (Genshin Impact)

Bare - Apollo Justice (Ace Attorney)

Photoshoot -

Dirty Little Secret -

Lace - Ciel Phantomhive (Black Butler) - AGED UP

Scars - Remus Lupin (Harry Potter/Marauders)

Note to the person who requested Norway, I apologise, but I forgot that I meant to strike-though the thigh riding for day 26... sorry!

For the kinktober post, could you please do 26, option 2 with Norway from Hetalia? It’s fine if not, and have a good day!!

of course! I’ll update that on the list now. Feel free to request any more you want.

Kinktober 2024!

Scent // Dirty Talk

Oral Fixation // Feet

Honeymoon // Shibari

Aphrodisiac // Breeding

Foreplay Only // Knifeplay

Birthday Sex // Threesome

Against A Wall // Pegging

Striptease // BDSM

Pillow Fight // Praise Kink

No Hands // Temperature Play

Multiple Orgasms // Hair Pulling

Clothes On // Facefucking

Makeup Sex // Mirror Sex

Hotel // Aftercare

Break

Quickie // Oral Sex/69

Sex on the Beach // Masturbation

Can't Sleep // Sex Toys

First Time // Tattoos

Sexting // Double Penetration

Temptation // Roleplay

Wet Dream // Spanking

To The Music // Tights/Stockings

Morning Sex // Body Worship

Black Tie Affair // Food Play

Interrupted // Thigh Riding

Bare // Public Sex

Photoshoot // Leather/Latex

Dirty Little Secret // Love Bites

Lace // Restraints

Scars // Monsterfucking

Please give me a character from a random listed on my masterlist and a number, either option 1 or 2. Please use the Ask box to request characters. I'll update this as I get requests. A strikethrough means I'm not comfortable writing that subject.

I prob won't write them in that order, they'll be written in the order they get requested.

Cedric Oneshot - Sofia and James; Ace Shippers!

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: Fluff/Songfic

Song Used: I Won’t Say I’m in Love - Hercules

Timing: Between seasons 1 and 2, but the reader hasn’t met Sofia or Miranda yet (you do know Cedric however)

Reader's Relations: Roland’s sister

Warnings: None?

Other notes: None

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I smiled and thanked the footman who helped me out of the carriage, a hidden smirk on my face as I walked up to the doors to the castle, shocking a few of the maids who were dotting about doing their daily tasks.

“I missed you!” I squealed running up and hugging my brother from behind after finding him.

“(Y-(Y/n)? You didn’t give any notice you were coming.”

“Did you not get my letter? Oh yeah.. Cause I never sent one,” I giggled, “Surprise visit!”

“If you say so. How long are you planning to stay?”

“However long you feel you can put up with me for, Roly,” I replied, patting him on the head, “I just wanted to see you. Is that so wrong?”

“No. I supposed it’s not. Would you mind getting off me though?”

“Fine. My party pooper!” I muttered, letting him go and turning around, only to squeal and jump back into his arms, “That is a child I’ve never seen! Where did you come from?!”

“I’m Sofia.”

“Uh-huh… mind telling me who this child is, and why she’s dressed like a princess, dear brother?” I spoke, the last part directed towards my brother.

“If you stand on your own two feet I’ll explain.”

I rolled my eyes and stood back down on the floor again, “Now explain.”

“I believe I told you about the fact I’d found a new queen, right?”

“Yes, but still doesn’t explain the literal child I’ve never seen before!” I replied, pouting.

Roland just sighed, “If you let me finish. Sofia is my new stepdaughter as a result of it. Does that answer your question?”

“Ohhh… Yes. Well, it’s nice to meet you, Sofia.”

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I let out a small giggle as Cedric accidentally messed up on of his spells, resulting in flowers all over the throne room floor.

“Merlin’s mushrooms…”

“It’s alright. You don’t need to be so nervous. I’ll help you clear them up.”

“No, it’s fine, Miss. I can do it,” Cedric replied, bending down and starting to pick up the flowers. I let out another giggle and bent down, picking up some of them in my hands, “I insist. There’s a lot. It will take you all day to do it alone.”

We eventually got them all picked up and placed in a bag so that they could be used for some form of art project for one of the kids, well all of them went in, except one, that Cedric placed behind my ear, “I-it brings out your eyes.”

I felt my face turn slightly pink and I quickly leaned up pressing a kiss to his cheek, but before anything could be said on the matter, I heard my name, “Aunt (Y/n)!”

“Yes, James?” I asked, turning around and bending down to his level, “What can your favourite Aunt do for you?”

“Can you come and play pirates with me? Amber’s having a tea party and Sofia’s playing with her animal friends, so I don’t have anyone to play with.”

“Of course. You had me at ‘pirates’!” I responded standing up, “Just let me go and get changed real quick into something more appropriate for playing. I don’t want to ruin this dress.”

This is your dress btw. I might end up making an oc and changing it a bit, but this is a rough design, just remove the white bits on the top.

James nodded and turned around running off, probably up to the treehouse boat. I chuckled and turned around, ready to start walking up to the room I was staying it, when Cedric appeared right in front of me. I just froze, and shot off, not wanting to explain me kissing his cheek. I managed to get up to my room without bumping into anyone else and found my ‘adverturing’ clothes.

(Just imaging it’s more blue, pic was found on Pinterest, same for the dress)

As I got changed, I knocked the flower out of my hair, seeing it fall onto the floor. I sighed and picked it up, letting out a chuckle before placing it on the bed, “Urgh. What’s the matter with me?” I muttered, remembering the first guy I’d fallen in love with who had broken my heart after I’d sacrificed so much for him, “If there's a prize for rotten judgment I guess I've already won that. No man is worth the aggravation, that's ancient history, been there, done that,” I continued muttering to myself remembering I’d vowed never to fall in love again. That’s when I heard whispering from the other side of the door and I walked over, opening it, and being surprised to see Sofia and James standing there, ears to my door, “Why were you two eavesdropping?”

“Who d'you think you're kiddin'? He's the earth and heaven to you; Try to keep it hidden, Honey, we can see right through you,” Sofia spoke, walking up to me, a smirk on her face, nodding to James as well, who then joined in, “Girl, you can't conceal it, we know how you're feelin', who you're thinkin' of.”

“No chance, no way I won't say it, no, no,” I retorted turning around so my back was facing the two children.

You swoon, you sigh, why deny it? Uh-oh,” Sofia pointed out, appearing in front of me as I tried to hide my face from them, “It's too cliché I won't say I'm in love,” I spoke, continuing my attempt to ignore them, even though they were already starting to get into my head. I sighed and walked over to my bed, sitting down, Sofia and James following and sitting on either side of me, “I thought my heart had learned its lesson. It feels so good when you start out. My head is screaming, "Get a grip, girl", "Unless you're dyin' to cry your heart out".”

“You keep on denying who you are and how you're feeling.(Y/n), we're not buying, Hon, we saw you hit the ceiling,” Sofia continued as James chimed in again, “Face it like a grown-up, when ya gonna own up that you got, got, got it bad?”

The two of them continued to attempt to convince me I was in love with Cedric,  until eventually I half-agreed, “At least, out loud I won't say I'm in love,” I grumbled out, my face going red as the two of them cheered, smirks appearing on their faces as they stood up and ran out.

“Wait, James, did you still want to play pirates? Or did I get changed for nothing?” I asked, motioning to the fact I was still in my alternate outfit.

“Oh yeah! Yes I do, come on!” he paused and muttered something in Sofia’s ear before running back and grabbing my hand, dragging me off, as the brown-haired princess walked off in the other direction, something I paid no attention to at the time.

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“JAMES, SOFIA! I AM YOUR AUNT LET ME OUT OF HERE!” I shouted as the two of them trapped inside a random room and I heard them knocking the door. I sighed and started grumbling to myself, “Stupid children. James knows I don’t like enclosed spaces…”

“Miss (Y/n)?”

“Cedric?! What are you doing in here?” I asked, looking up at the sound of his voice.

“Princess Sofia shut me inside and said something about confessing before closing the door.”

“Oh. She did the same thing to me actually, and I think I know why. When I went to get changed to go and play pirates with James, the flower you put in my hair fell out and it led me to singing, and Sofia and James heard and were trying to convince me of the contrary. I’ve fallen in love with you, Cedric.”

“W-what? Me? A-are you-” I cut him off by leaning up and kissing his cheek again, “Yeah.”

“Why?”

“Because you’re you. H-how do you feel abo-” I was cut off thi time by him grabbing me by my upper arms and kissing me. I melted into it, wrapping my  arms around his neck.

“I call flower girl!”

We broke off and turned around to see Sofia and James standing behind us, the former with a key in her hand, and our faces turned red, “This was your plan wasn’t it?”

The two of them nodded before rushing off. I just sighed and turned my attention back to Cedric, kissing him again.

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So this was longer than expected… please don’t judge me. A friend dared me to watch it again and well, you guys know how my brain randomly thinks of ideas.

John Laurens Oneshot - Laf the Matchmaker

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: Fluff

Timing: Modern AU

Reader's Relations: Laf’s sister

Warnings: Google Translated French

Other notes: Reader has only recently moved from France and can only speak very very little English (like a few words), so whenever it’s just her and Laf, it’s French time. Also, all translations are at the end. In this, Eliza (and ig the other Schuylers) can speak French, cause she taught Philip, so she must have known French to be able to teach him. Also, google auto-translated all the ‘you’ stuff into the plural/formal you and idk what the equivalent is, so just pretend it is all ‘tu’ and the endings for that.

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“Non, je ne vais pas sortir avec lui juste parce que vous pensez qu'il a besoin d'une petite amie!” I shouted, about to punch my brother in the face, “Je m'en fiche si vous pensez qu'il en a besoin. J'aurais besoin de mieux le connaître avant de sortir avec lui!”

“Allez, (Y/n)! S'il te plaît? Pour moi. Il a des taches de rousseur,” Gilbert replied, leaning his head on my shoulder from behind. I grumbled, annoyed at myself for telling him I was a sucker for guys with freckles, “Qu'est-ce qu'il y a pour moi?”

“Vous pouvez prendre un rendez-vous avec quelqu'un. Et je sais que vous deux, vous le frapperez. S'il te plaît?”

I sighed, “Pas une bonne raison,” I replied. Leaving my bedroom, patting my brother on the head. I walked downstairs in time to hear, “Yo, Laf! Are you coming down or should I just go?” I entered the living room to see someone sitting on the sofa, curly hair pulled back into a low ponytail, freckles covering his face, and I knew this was who my brother was trying to get me to go on a date with, “Douce mère de Neptune, Gil, tu ne m'as pas dit qu'il était chaud,” I muttered to myself.

“Hello, Miss. You haven’t seen Laf anywhere, have you?”

I just blinked in confusion, not knowing what he was saying as he walked over, taking my hand in his and kissing it, “However, it is a pleasure to meet you.”

“John, this is ma soeur, (Y/n). (Y/n), c'est John. Vous a dit qu'il était couvert de taches de rousseur. Changer d'avis encore?”

“F-Fine. Une date. Pour vous garder heureux.”

“Je savais que tu reviendrais (Y/n)! Maintenant, montez à l'étage et préparez-vous. Nous sortons tous pour le déjeuner!”

I rolled my eyes as my brother hugged me, nearly squishing me to death and turned on my heel, walking off back upstairs.

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“So… John, why didn’t you tell us you were dating Laf’s sister?”

“Um… well, I-I… We’re not dating, Alex.”

“This was supposed to be a quadruple date, why bring someone you’re not dating?”

I giggled at John’s red face, guessing Alex had said something to embarrass him and turned to my brother, “De quoi parlent-ils?” Gilbert explained what the rest of the group was talking about and I nodded, not bothering to acknowledge the fact that my face was heating up when I was told what they were saying.

However I soon started to regret coming along, as the boys were very loud and having the Schuyler sisters there too, didn’t make it any better, let alone the fact that I was unable to join any conversations because of the language barrier. It soon got on my nerves how loud they were being, “Voulez-vous réellement taire?!” I shouted, rubbing my temples to try and get rid of the forming headache. Over the noise of the rest of the restaurant I could hear Gilbert saying something to John, “She’s telling you to shut up, mon ami.”

“Oh yeah? Well then, Laf, tell her that if she wants me to shut up, she can shut me up herself!” was John’s reply, but I had to wait for my brother to translate, “John dit de vous dire que si vous voulez qu'il se taigne, vous devez le faire vous-même.”

I growled, knowing John knew that I couldn’t speak English, and out of the corner of my eye I could see him smirk with a, ‘Allez, ferme-moi, je te défie’ look on his face. I rolled my eyes and did the first thing that came into my mind; I grabbed the collar of the top he was wearing and pulled him closer, kissing him straight on the lips. I broke off and saw him blinking at me. He opened his mouth and then swiftly closed it, unable to think of anything to say.

“Cela vous a fermé, n'est-ce pas?” I smirked, taking delight at his bright red face, before it dawned on me what I’d just done and I turned red, internally panicking before I stood up and ran out of the restaurant, finding a nearby bench to sit on.

“(Y/n)?”

I looked up to see Eliza and wiped my tears, “Je suis un putain d'idiot.”

“Non, tu n'es pas, (Y/n),” Eliza replied, sitting down next to me.

“Je suis cependant! Je ne peux pas croire que je viens de faire ça. Comment suis-je censé lui faire face après l'avoir embrassé du bleu, quand je suis sûr qu'il peut dire que j'étais contre la date pour commencer?” I asked, looking up at her again as she pulled me int a hug. Instead of her giving me a reply, I felt a tap on the shoulder (Y/n), “Je suis venu demander comment vous étiez. Vous avez fait du bon travail en me faisant taire. Je ne m'attendais certainement pas à cela, mais honnêtement, cela ne me dérangerait pas si vous le faisiez à nouveau.”

I felt my face heat up, starting to think that he had been able to understand everything I’d said in French the day when Gilbert was pestering me to go on a date with him. I looked John in the eye and smiled. John returned the smile and sat down on my other side, pulling me closer to him. I just giggled and kissed him.

MEANWHILE

“You sure this doesn’t make you uncomfortable, Laf? One of your best friends and your sister dating?”

“Non, Mon ami. This was my plan. (Y/n) has never had a boyfriend, it’s high time she gets one, and John is a perfect fit. Plus I know she’s got a ‘thing’ for freckles.”

“That is too much information.”

BACK TO YOU

“Alors, (Y/n) Vous voulez être ma petite amie?”

I nodded and kissed him again, my thumbs gliding along his freckled cheeks, “Les taches de rousseur le font vraiment pour moi ... vous êtes adorable.”

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“Freckles, pouvez-vous la venir s'il vous plaît?” I asked, walking into the living room, knowing that the rest of the boys were in there. John nodded and stood up, leaving the room, following me, “Devez-vous m'appeler ‘Freckles’? Alex a commencé à me taquiner maintenant!”

“Freckles, vous êtes adorable,” I mutterd, leaning up and kissing him, “Mais c'est à part le point. Je voulais te dire quelque chose.”

“Eh bien, je suis toutes des oreilles.”

I took a deep breath and remembered what my brother had told me, “I-I love you!” I blurted out, hoping I’d said it right. John smiled and wrapped me in a hug, “J’taime aussi, (Y/n).”

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So, this happened…. Remember, requests are open, just bonk em in the comments.

Google Docs

French Translations

Can you do a head cannon of chief fire officer Boyce please

I already answered this. I don’t write for him sorry

Lee Oneshot - "Get Away From My Sister!"

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: ig fluff?

Timing: Modern AU

Reader's Relations: John’s Sister (who is also best friends with the Schuylers)

Warnings: None? (John being a very protective older brother)

Other notes: This includes Elams shipping (because I ship it. Don’t judge me)

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“So…. have you got a date to prom yet, (Y/n)?”

I shook my head, trying to ignore my face turning red, “I already told you several times, Peggy; No. I don’t, and I don’t think anyone will ask me. No one is going to when John’s staring over my shoulder at the guy.” I lied, knowing that none of my friends, and especially John, would disapprove of who I’d said I was going with… The truth was that I’d been dating Charles Lee for the past few months behind my brother’s back, knowing that the two of them didn’t get along, well that was an understatement, John hated Charles after he’d said something rude to Mr Washington’s face, but in my opinion, he was just a little bean who needed love. Before any of the three sisters could reply, my phone pinged. I pulled it out of my pocket and looked to see a message from John, causing me to roll my eyes, ‘You got a date yet?’

I just scoffed and looked up to where John and his friends were sitting at a table on the other side of the lunch hall, seeing him smiling at me. I rolled my eyes again and returned to my phone, ‘Yes. At least I’m doing better than you. Tell Alex now, or I’ll do it for you.’

I could see the colour draining from his face as I stood up on the table (It was attached to the floor, the reader is perfectly safe up on it), “HEY ALEX!”

At that point, I now have everyone’s eyes on me and I smirked, “JOHN’S GOT A MASSIVE CRUSH ON YOU!” I jumped off the table after taking a quick look at both boys’ bright red faces, and grabbed my phone, dashing out of the lunch hall, knowing I was going to get an earful when we got home. I ran down the hall, wanting to get to my next class, knowing the teacher would let me sit in the classroom, as long as I was quiet, which I normally was. However, I bumped into someone, “Hey, watch where- Hi, (Y/n).”

“Hi, Charles,” I replied, pecking his lips before pulling him along with me to our English classroom and knocking on the door. Once I was allowed entry, I opened the door and pulled Charles in with me.

“Hello, (Y/n). I take it you want to spend the rest of your lunch in here?”

I nodded, “Yeah. I hope that’s okay. I just don’t want to face my brother right now.”

“Fair enough. I won’t impose and ask why, as long as you two are quiet.”

I nodded and sat down in my normal seat, pulling Charles next to me, “Sorry for randomly dragging you off, I just didn’t want John to find us. I may or may not have done something stupid in the lunch hall… I jumped up on the table and shouted to everyone in there that John had a crush on Alex. I’m just sick of him pining after the gremlin, just get on with it and confess already… Oh shit, I probably made Eliza uncomfortable too. I mean, she’s dating Alex, how’s she goin to feel? I’m such a shit sister…” I muttered quietly enough so that our teacher couldn’t hear me swearing.

“You’re not, (Y/n). Hamilton should know the truth. Then he can decide what to do, better than you having to put up with your brother sulking for the rest of his life because he couldn’t get the courage to confess.”

“You’re right, Charles.”

MEANWHILE - JOHN’S POV (Just after you ran out)

I sat there, my face bright red as I tried to avoid eye contact with Alex. Knowing he wouldn’t want to be friends with me anymore…

“Look, Alex, I’m sorry. (Y/n) doesn’t know what she’s talking about. I promise you I don’t have any romantic interest in you. Sorry if what she said made you uncomfortable. I-”

“John, don’t lie to me. I’ve known for ages. I was just waiting for you to say something yourself.”

“WHAT?! I-I… I should go,” I muttered the last statement, standing up and going to walk out of the lunch hall, until I felt a hand grab my wrist, “Where are you going?”

“Away from you, Alexander, please let me go,” I muttered, trying not to show my friends I was crying, and pulled my arm from his grasp and ran out, not caring about the stares I was getting.

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“John? There you are.”

“Just leave me alone. I deserve it.”

That’s when I saw a familiar blue dress enter my small field of vision, and I froze up, “ELIZA! Shit, I’m so sorry! Please don’t hate me. I know you and Alex are dating, that’s why I kept it to myself. Honestly, I’m trying to get over it. I-” She shut me up with a kiss and I froze, incredibly confused, “D-did you- Just… I-What?!”

“Alex and I have been talking, John, and well, Alex admitted he’s bisexual, and that he’s in love with you too, and the truth is, I am too.”

“WHAT?!”

Eliza just giggled, sitting down on th bench next to me, “It’s true, John. Now, I think you should go and find your sister and thank her before she starts avoiding you because she thinks you hate her.

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“You look amazing, (Y/n). Makes me not want to share you.”

“Thanks for the compliment, Charles. Don’t worry, I’m only yours.”

That made his face turn red and he turned his attention to the drink in his hand, bringing it up to his mouth in an attempt to cover the blush, causing me to giggle, “You’re adorable, Charles.”

He smiled at me and placed a hand on my cheek, leaning down and pecking me on the lips.

JOHN’S POV

“John… mon ami, you might want to look at this…”

“What is it, Laf? I’m trying to fin-What the Hell is he doing to her?!” I replied, interrupting myself the minute I saw Lee making (Y/n) laugh. He placed a hand on her cheek and leaned down, kissing her, making my blood boil, “What the HELL is he doing, and why isn’t she stopping him?! Laf, hold me back before I fuck his face up!”

“Mon ami, stop. You cannot control the power of love.”

“WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?”

“Well… mon ami, don’t hate me for being the one to tell you this, but they’ve been dating for the past six months.”

“Why didn’t she tell me?!”

“Probably cause of your reaction, John,” Alex piped in, wrapping his arms around my neck from behind and kissing my cheek, “(Y/n) looks up to you like you’re a god. She puts her relationship with you above everything else, she wouldn’t want you to never talk to her again because of who her boyfriend is.”

“How are you always right, Alex?”

“I do not know, John. But you might want to let her know before she runs off and secretly gets married to him or something.”

I sighed and nodded, knowing Alex was right and walked over calmly to where (Y/n) was standing with Lee.

YOUR POV

“Oh shit, Charles, you might want to run…” I muttered, seeing John walking over out of the corner of my eye.

“I’ve already seen, (Y/n). No point in trying to run, Lee,” John spoke, causing both me and Charles to gulp and for him to remove his arm from my waist. John continued, “I know we do not get on very well, Lee, however, I was informed that you two have been dating for the past six months and (Y/n), you are my sister, I’d always put your happiness over a petty argument. So for your sake, I will try to get along with Lee.”

I smiled widely and hugged him, “So… you’re not mad about the whole lunch hall situation yesterday?”

“Oh…” was all John said, his face turning bright red, “Well... Thanks to your shtick yesterday, I now have a wonderful boyfriend and girlfriend. Thank you, (Y/n).”

“What are little sisters for? I wouldn’t have done what I did if I knew the two of them didn’t like you back,” I replied, hugging him, Now go and have fun with your partners!”

John nodded and walked back over to where Alex and Eliza were, Laf being off dancing with Angelica, and Peggy with Hercules, leaving me with Charles. Not that I was complaining, “I love you.”

“I love you too, (Y/n). Glad your brother didn’t murder me.”

I just giggled and kissed him, “So am I, Charlie, so am I.”

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Hehe. Another one. I love Lee so much. And Seabury… I NEED MORE ONESHOTS OF THEM. IF ANYONE KNOWS ANY GOOD LEE OR SEABURY X READER ONESHOTS PLEASE SEND THEM TO ME IN THE COMMENTS.

Requested: No (Please request though... I need requests)

Fandom: Ouran High School Host Club

Prompt: None

Type of Oneshot: Fluff, with a tiny bit of Angst

Reader's Relations: None

Reader's Age: 16

Warnings: Harsh words said, such as the use of the word sl*t. I don't know if this is triggering or not, but there is a bit of degrading in this oneshot

Other Notes: So... this randomly just came to me, Hikaru may be a bit out of character for this...

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"-Y-yeah. I'm good. I just n-" I cut myself off by the feeling of needing to be sick. I dashed out of the music room and straight to the toilet, throwing up. I soon felt a hand rubbing my back, "Are you okay, (Y/n)?" I smiled knowing it was Renge. She and Haruhi were my only true friends, well apart from the Host Club, but I guess that was just because of me and Hikaru dating. Although, the situation was made slightly easier because of Haruhi. She, yes I knew she was a girl, were both in the same boat, well not technically, I didn't have a debt to pay to the host club. However, being friends with the Host Club, and also dating one of the members, came at a price. This, along with the fact I was a commoner, made the other girls at the school start to bully me.

But, that was all made worse but a small stick with two lines on it. Haruhi was the only one that knew because the first time I'd thrown up, she was there with me and she held my hair back for me (If you have short hair, then she rubbed your back.) She promised not to tell anyone until I was ready to and I was glad for that.

"(Y/n)?" I snapped from my daze, "I'm fine. Just a bit of morning sickness, Renge."

"You sure? Cause you've been eating a lot more recently too."

"Yes, I'm fine. Just stop with the questions."

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Once I'd finished throwing up, we made our way back to Music Room 3. The second we walked back in, I had Hikaru in front of me. I smiled and kissed him, trying to make it out as if nothing was wrong.

"How'd you know it was me?"

"Please, Hikaru, if I couldn't tell you apart from your twin brother, what kind of girlfriend would I be?"

"You're right."

"Hey, (Y/n). Can I talk to you?"

"Hm?" I turned to the voice to see Haruhi standing there, "Of course you can, Haruhi," I continued. I pecked Hikaru on the lips before following her to a corner of the music room.

"So, what did you want to talk about?"

"Have you told him yet?"

"Told who what?" I questioned.

She rolled her eyes, "Hikaru? Have you told him about the situation?" I sighed, "Not yet. I know he's going to break up-"

"(Y/n)! Don't say that. He won't break up with you. Trust me, he loves you, (Y/n). He won't break up with you if you're pregnant."

"You think so?"

"I know so, (Y/n)." I smiled and hugged her, "Thank you, Haruhi."

"What are friends for, (Y/n)?"

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Unfortunately, the next day, I was pushed around more, and I heard whispers such as, "Have you heard? (Y/n) is pregnant."

"Seriously, that commoner they let in is such a slut. She got into the Host Club's pants and now it's said that she's pregnant. Serves her right."

"Yeah, you're right."

I sighed and tried to carry on with my day, but the comments kept coming. Every time I saw any of the other girls, they subtlety brought up the rumour, well the fact but that was unknown to them, that I was pregnant. When the school day had ended, I made my way to the Host Club, at the right time to hear four words come out of Honey's mouth, "Is (Y/n)-Chan really pregnant?!" I froze up when I heard that, but continued to close the door, alerting the Host Club members. They all turned to me and I smiled sheepishly, "Uhh.. Hi."

"Is it true?"

"Is what true?" I asked, refusing to look at Hikaru, who had asked me the question. He walked up to me, the rest of the Host Club following behind him, and placed a hand on my cheek, forcing my head to face him, but I still didn't him directly in the eye.

"Are you really pregnant?" I took a deep breath and nodded, "Y-yeah. I-I am. Please don't be mad. I-I understand if you want to break up with me, I completely understand i-if you want t-to break up with me, Hikaru. I-it's already bad enough for your reputation that you're dating me a-and this will j-just make it worse," I responded, wiping the tears from my eyes, "I-I'll see myself out," I continued, going to walk out the door when I felt a hand pull me back and into a chest.

"(Y/n). (Y/n), look at me." I did so and Hikaru continued, "I don't care about my reputation. I love you and that is never going to change. Ever. Nothing can change that."

"R-Really? Even though I'm pregnant?"

"(Y/n), when I said nothing could change that, I meant nothing. Not one single thing. Ever." I smiled and hugged him, "T-Thank you." He placed a hand on my cheek and forced me to look at him again, before kissing me, "I love you, (Y/n). Never forget that." Before I could reply, I was embraced in another hug, "My little girl's growing up! Daddy's so proud of you!"

"TAMAKI! GET OF ME RIGHT NOW! YOU'RE NOT MY DAD!" And with that, he was back in his 'emo corner'.

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So... How was it?

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

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: Songfic/Fluff

Song Used: Candy Store - Heathers

Timing: Modern AU

Reader's Relations: Washington’s Daughter

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

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

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

“I wish I was you, (Y/n). I would-”

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

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

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

“Well, hello there, Darlin’.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“She’ll be more annoyed if it’s me!”

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

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

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

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

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

“(Y/n)?”

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

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

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

“What?”

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

“Oh yeah? Who’s that?”

“Me.”

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

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

“Hm, of course, (Y/n).”

“That was my first kiss.”

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

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

MEANWHILE

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

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

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

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

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

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

“We said we’re sorry, (Y/n)!”

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

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

“But I’ve missed you.”

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

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

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

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

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

John Laurens Oneshot - Strangers to Lovers

Requested?: No

Prompt: “Take my seat.”

Type of oneshot: Fluff

Timing: Modern AU

Reader's Relations: None

Warnings: Mentions of cheating, swearing, random people being dicks in public

Other notes: None?

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I sighed in relief as the bus I needed finally arrived at the stop. Once I got on, I sighed, seeing there were no available seats and grabbed a hold of a nearby pole for standing passengers, placing a hand on my 6-month-pregnant stomach, hearing a whisper of, “Son, come here and let the lady sit down.”

“No! I want to sit down!” the child replied. I just sent a smile the the father in a ‘it’s fine, I’m used to it’ way.

That’s when I felt a tap on my shoulder, “Miss, here, take my seat. I’m getting off soon anyway.”

I turned around and was met with a freckled face and brown hair, tied up in a low ponytail, the man wearing a white t-shirt with turtles on it. I smiled as he stood up and thanked him, sitting down, feeling relieved at the weight being removed from my legs.

“Thank you again, sir. I like your T-shirt by the way.”

“Thank you. Turtles are just the best!”

I let out a giggle, “I agree.”

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A few minutes later the bus arrived at my stop. I stood up and thanked the driver before getting off and finishing the small walk home I had from the bus stop. That’s when I felt another tap on the shoulder, “Sorry, Miss. I didn’t get your name. It seems we were getting off at the same place.”

“Oh, I’m (Y/n). What about you?”

“John. You’ve got a pretty name. Oh, shit, I shouldn’t be flirting, I can tell you’re already in a relationship,” he muttered the last statement his eyes darting to my stomach.

“T-thank you, and it’s fine. I was, but not anymore. My boyfriend was excited about the two of us having a baby, but a few days ago, I found out he had been cheating on me since before he got me pregnant and that he was dumping me for her when I told him there was a chance that our baby wouldn’t be perfect. I don’t have the best eyesight, I’m dyslexic, and I’m a carrier of a genetic ‘deformity’, I hate that word, a thing that my mum has that could get passed down to this child. The girl my ex was cheating on me with has no problems with her DNA, has perfect eyesight and she’s gorgeous. Sorry for ranting, we’ve probably walked past your house by now.”

John just shook his head, “Nope! Plus it wouldn’t be right for me to let you walk home alone. Who knows who could take advantage of you? And your ex is wrong for not seeing you for how perfect you are. You need someone who will love every part of you and the child, no matter what they look like,” he spoke, putting a bit of my hair behind my ear that had fallen out of place, causing my face to turn slightly pink.

We ended up learning that we lived in the same block of flats, and right next to each other, and two months later, John made me move in with him so that he wouldn’t worry about me being on my own and having to go the hospital alone, then I met his very loud friends…..

-------------------JOHN’S POV

“John, what’s got you so distracted?”

“Nothing Alex. I’m fine,” I replied, moving my hand and pushing a bit of hair that had fallen into (Y/n)’s face out of the way, who was currently asleep on my shoulder.

“I have a feeling it’s something to do with (Y/n). Mon ami, I can see it in your eyes, you love her, non?”

I immediately looked up, staring Laf in the face, “W-what?!”

“I knew it. Just tell her, mon ami, before someone snatches her up,” Laf replied, a smirk on his face.

“You wouldn’t dare,” I muttered, seeing him looking at (Y/n).

“Tell her and I won’t.”

At that moment, (Y/n) woke up with a scream, “I-it hurts!” making my eyes widen, “Laf can I borrow your car? Mine’s in for a service today.”

“On one condition; I’m driving.”

“Fine. Just get (Y/n) to the hospital, please.”

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“Thank you for helping me, John. I don’t think I would have made it without your help,” I spoke, panting as I held Jane in my arms, the baby girl being sound asleep.

“No problem. Glad I was of some help.”

“Mon ami, don’t you have something to say to (Y/n)?”

I blinked at Laf’s words and asked John, “Do you?”

“Laf, I hate you so much….” John muttered, “If I have to do this, you three must leave.” Laf and Alex sighed, Herc eventually had to drag them out of the room, leaving me and John alone, “So what did you have to say?”

“Since I met you, I felt something… a good something. I realised I’ve fallen in love with you, (Y/n). I know you probably don’t feel the same, I mean we have only known each other for a few months but-” I cut him off by placing a finger on his lips, “I love you too, John.”

His face lit up and I giggled, “I’m not messing with you, you can kiss me if you want.”

That was all he needed to bend down and carefully kiss me, careful not to disturb Jane.

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And another one written… I have one more in my head, that might get written tomorrow…

Lafayette Oneshot - Because Fuck You, That's Why!

Requested?: No

Prompt: 6."I-I'm pregnant." 7. "I'll be here for you, through the dark." 11. "You gotta stop doing that." "Doing what?" "Saying things that make me want to kiss you!"

Type of oneshot: Angst/Fluff

Timing: Modern AU

Reader's Relations: John’s Sister

Warnings: None If any of this is triggering, please let me know and I’ll warn for it next time!

Other notes: You live with John

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I sobbed as I hid myself under the covers, forgetting that I hadn’t locked the door to my room.

“(Y/n)? (Y/n), what happened?”

“Hmm.”

“What exactly does ‘Hmm’ mean?” John asked, pulling the covers back so he could see my tear-stained face.

“It means ‘None of your fucking business’. Leave me alone, please,” I muttered, sending him the middle finger.

“(Y/n), I’m your brother. I am not leaving this room until you tell me.”

“I-I’m pregnant,” I spoke in an almost whisper, hoping he hadn’t heard, but when I felt a hand on my shoulder, I knew he had, “I’ll be here for you. Through the dark.”

I smiled slightly and dried my eyes, “T-thank you.”

“Do you know who the father is?”

I shook my head, “All I know is it’s some French guy.”

“Okay. That’s fine with me. I won’t judge you, (Y/n). Anything I can get you?” John asked, his normal cinnamon roll self returning after being concerned about me. I just shook my head, “Not right now, but thank you.”

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“What’s got you so worked up?”

“Nothing,” I replied, looking at my phone for the thousandth time that minute, my leg jittering uncontrollably. 

“Something’s wrong. John, we’re your friends, we can tell when you’re bothered by something.”

“Okay fine. I’m worried about (Y/n). She went out this morning and said she’d text me when she was nearly home. I still have not received that text, and I can’t help but think that something has happened,” I answered, wracking my hands through my hair.

“Oh.”

“Really? That’s all you say?”

Before anything else could be said, there was the sound of a door opening and some muttering. Then I heard a familiar voice, “Uncle John! Look what Mumm-” the young girl cut herself off before dashing out the same way she’d come.

YOUR POV

“Mummy! Why didn’t you tell me Uncle John had people over!”

“Huh? What are you talking about, Sweetie?” I asked, bending down to Marié’s level, and wiping the tears from her eyes.

“There’s people sitting in the living room with Uncle John and I don’t know who they are, or that they would be here!”

“It’s okay, Sweetie. We can ask your Uncle about it,” I replied, picking her up and walking into the living room, “John?”

“(Y/n)! I’m so glad you’re alright! Why didn’t you text me?!”

“Phone died,” I replied. I’ll put it on charge when I go upstairs. Sorry.”

“Mon ami, are you going to introduce us to this belle famme here or are we going to have to make assumptions?”

“Oh sorry. This is (Y/n). My little sister. (Y/n), Meet my friends; Alexander, but we all just call him Alex,” John spoke, pointing to a relatively short guy with dark brown hair pulled back into a low ponytail, “Hercules,” a taller male with a bandana wrapped around his head, and “And Lafayette. His name is too long, so we all just call hi-” John stopped talking when I let out a small gasp and turned around, running out of the room and up to my bedroom, letting myself slide down the door once inside and muttering to myself.

JOHN’S POV

“Do you have something to say, Laf?”

“Whatever do you mean, Mon ami? I’ve never seen her before.”

“Then why’d she run off the minute she made eye contact with you?” I asked, turning to him, raising an eyebrow, “She knows you.”

I could tell he was trying to wrack his brain, when I felt an arm wrap around my legs, “Uppy!” I bent down and picked Marié up. As the five-year-old started to play with my hair, I continued to stare Laf down. Then it clicked, “Laf, don’t tell me… You don’t happen to be Marié’s father, do you?”

“Mon ami, that is an absurd thought. I told you already I have never met ta souer before. How could that even happen?”

I sighed and sat down on the sofa again, Marié now happily sitting in my lap, “Laf, like how you can tell when something is worrying me, I can tell when you’re lying. (Y/n) knows you.”

Before he could reply, my phone pinged. I picked it up and looked at the message to see it was from (Y/n): “Can you ask Lafayette to come upstairs? He deserves to know…”

“Laf, my sister wants to talk to you. You ‘deserve to know’ something.”

YOUR POV

By the time I sent John a message, I was sitting on my bed, wracking my hands through my hair That’s when I heard a knock on the door, “Excuse moi, may I come in?”

“Yes,” I responded, trying to calm myself down.

“(Y/n)... John thought of something downstairs..”

“Yes. You’re Marié’s father. I’m sorry I didn’t say anything to you, but I didn’t know I was pregnant until I got back to America, and by that point, it was too late. “C-Could you ever forgive me?” I muttered, my shoulders wracking with the sobs I was letting out.

“Mon ami,” he replied, bending down in front of me and placing his hands on my shoulders comfortingly, “I should be the one asking for your forgiveness. I am the one who got you pregnant, and I haven’t done anything to help with the result of it.”

“You didn’t know she existed, Laf,” I muttered, reaching up and wiping a tear from his cheek, “You’ve got to stop doing that, you know.”

“Doing what?”

“Doing things that make me want to kiss you,” I answered, my face going bright red.

“Y-you want to kiss moi?”

“Y-yeah. Honestly, when we met in France, I fell in love with you, and the night Marié happened, I wasn’t actually that drunk. I’m sorry if this is creeping you out, I mean, I’m just your friend’s sister now. The past is the past, right?” Instead of a response, Laf just removed a hand from my shoulder and placed it on my cheek, “Mon ami, may I kiss you?”

And… my face was bright red again, “Y-you feel the same?” Again, there was no verbal response, only a nod. I nodded back and leaned in, kissing him, soon finding myself lying down on my bed, Laf hovering over me.

“WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?!”

I immediately broke off at the sound of my brother’s voice, as I turned to see his face; red with anger, “LAF THAT IS MY SISTER!”

“Et c'est ma petite amie,” Laf replied, causing me to blush for the third time in ten minutes. Due to my French knowledge, I knew he’d just called me his girlfriend.

“Fine. You hurt her, you’re dead, Laf.”

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“Marié, how would you feel about getting a little sibling?” I asked the now eight-year-old as I fiddled with the ring on my left finger. Her face immediately lit up, “Really?!”

I nodded and she squealed, running off happily, probably to tell her friends. I stood up, however, I could feel eyes boring into me from behind, “Why are you asking Marié that specific question, (Y/n)?”

“Because fuck you, that’s why, John. My love life is none of your business.”

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Finally back to writing Hamilton oneshots hehe.

please check this out if you like Hazbin Hotel!!

Jyoongim’s Horny Game

Hi everyone! I’m Jyoongim and WELCOME TO THE SHOW✨

GUYS 2K plus????? IM GONNA CRY!!!!

In response I would like to show my appreciation to all my followers for showing love and support my blog and writings by letting y’all run wild!

I saw @okay-babe do something like this and I thought it would be fun and give it a spin hehe! 

✨INFORMATION✨

This is mainly for Alastor x reader requests but any HH character is welcomed (not Valentino he can choke or Husker just because I think of him as a tired uncle lol)

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Here’s how to play!

SPIN THE WHEEL! This color coded wheel will decide the category of your prompt. (Color system is below as well to help)

2.) Select a prompt. SPIN THIS WHEEL! There are 4 prompt lists I have provided to pick from! Feel free to use the prompt list for inspiration MIX AND MATCH prompts if you like.

⚠️limit to mix/match is 2 per request⚠️

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Below is the color system and what it includes:

🟢: Fluff-sweet,cute, makes you cringe

cuddles, hand-holding, hugs, domestic, kisses, hugs, appreciation, romance, lovey-dovey shit

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🟡: Saucey-fluff but you felt something

Obvious feelings, mutual pining, admission of feelings, keep it cute 

‘example: their hands brushed and they quickly pulled away blushing’

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🟠: Flavor-you tease!

teasing, tension, banter, flirting, stealing glances

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🔴: Mild-its getting hot!

Sexual tension! high emotions, realization of feelings

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💥: Mild Spicy-oh you like that?

Plot! smut! Introduction of kinks!

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🟣: Spicy-give it to me good!

Usual smut with plot *sprinkle sprinkle*

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🔵 : Extra Spicy- what did i just read?

smut and no plot 

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⚫️: Uncharted-you need a therapist & God babe

Every single morally gray scenario & kink possible. 

THE SKY IS THE LIMIT!!

(Kinks however ARE limited by writer’s discretion)

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I look forward to see what you guys requests and thank you again for all the love! Xoxo 😘

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Ryder Oneshot - You'll Always Belong

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: Fluff - ig?

Reader's Relations: None

Reader's Age: 15 - I am also ageing Ryder up in this so he's also 15

Warnings: Spoilers for the movie

Other notes: Also this came to me while watching the Paw Patrol movie, please do not judge me okay...

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I sighed as I leaned my head against the nearby wall. I had been abandoned when I was young due to my strange ability to jump incredibly high and my fast running speed. My parents had deemed me 'unacceptable' and a 'freak', leaving me to fend for myself on the streets. As I grew up I hid my abilities from the eyes of the growing public not wanting to become an outcast of the city at all. That was, however until I met someone that changed my life forever... well not really I guess it was a group of pups... the Paw Patrol.

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I took a deep breath and for the first time in 10+ years embraced my super speed and jumping abilities, jumping up to the balcony, where there was a group of people in the wake of the fire. One by one I helped them down before turning to the small pup that had got himself stuck, jumping up and grabbing him, bringing him down to safety, however, before anything else could be said, I ran off, not wanting to be seen, however little did I know I'd caught the eye of the leader of the Paw Patrol.

RYDER'S POV

"Chase! I'm so glad you're alright!"

"Yeah... I guess I am."

"You okay, Chase?"

He nodded, but still refused to look me in the eye. I sighed, Maybe bringing him back wasn't such a good idea... but I'm still curious about that girl...Why did she just run off like that?

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

Again, Adventure City was in danger... with the monorail loop the loop that Humdinger had built. Running up to the top of the car park, once again the small German Shepherd pup had frozen up trying to rescue the people trapped inside the train and I wanted to help. I climbed onto the ledge and slowly approached him, "Hey there buddy, shh, it's okay. I'm not going to hurt you. Come on, let's get you down from here." He slowly approached me and hopped into my arms, and I stood back up, got back on the roof and walked down the stairs down to the ground again, where I placed him down, "There ya go, Buddy." He barked and nuzzled into me.

"Chase! Come here!"

The small pup perked up and turned, running off to presumably his owner. I smiled and turned to leave, when a hand grabbed my wrist, causing me to have to stop. I turned around to be met with probably the cutest guy I'd ever seen. He smiled, "Hi, I just wanted to say thank you for saving Chase. I know what he had to go through as a very small pup and I just wanted to say thanks."

I returned his smile as he let my wrist go, "No problem. I was just doing the right thing, can't let anyone or any pup get hurt, can we? I'm (Y/n) by the way."

"Ryder," he replied sticking his hand out for me to shake, which I gladly took, well, before I was knocked over by a load more pups.

"Oh yeah... pups, give her some space please."

The six of them jumped off me and I stood up again, wiping my face from the dog slobber, giggling, "It's okay. They're so cute, I honestly don't mind, what are their names?"

Ryder chuckled, "Marshall, Rubble, Chase, Rocky, Zuma and Syke," he replied, referring to each of them as he spoke their names, "The Paw Patrol."

I giggled again, "Adorable. Well, I should probably get going... got a lot of things to do, plus I think I hear my name being called!" I chuckled awkwardly and turned around walking off again. However, again I was stopped by a hand on my wrist.

RYDER'S POV

"-Well, I should probably get going... got a lot of things to do, plus I think I hear my name being called!" She spoke, chuckling awkwardly before turning and walking off. I then felt a nuzzle at my leg and looked down to see Chase headbutting me, "What?"

"Go after her."

"W-what?!"

"Chase is right, Ryder! Seriously you need a girlfriend, you've been so caught up in looking after all of us and Adventure Bay, that you haven't had time for yourself."

And the rest of the pups said something similar and I finally decided to go after her, grabbing her wrist, "(Y/n) wait."

YOUR POV

"(Y/n), wait!"

I turned around at the familiar voice and smiled, "Oh, Ryder, what can I do for you?" I asked, rubbing the back of my neck nervously.

"Come back with us?" My eyes widened and I blinked, "HUH?!"

"Yeah, I'm being serious, you can run really fast and you'd make a great addition to the Paw Patrol."

I blinked again, "B-but, I'm not a pup!"

"That doesn't matter, neither am I."

I giggled, pushing some hair out of my face, "Point taken."

"So you'll join?" I nodded, "I'd love that."

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However, that night, I wasn't able to sleep. Thoughts of my past had been keeping me up so I just gave up on sleep, rolled out of my sleeping bag, and went to look out the window, where I noticed Chase sitting, looking out the window too. I sat down beside him, "Can't sleep either?"

He looked up and me and nodded, "Yeah, I was just thinking about things."

"You know, I know how you feel. I was abandoned at a very young age too when I was four and had to fend for myself. You're a lucky pup that Ryder found you, he gave you a loving home. I didn't have anyone at all. Ever since I was four I've been roaming the streets of Adventure City for eleven years. You should really be happy with what you have you know." Chase hopped into my lap and nuzzled into me, soon falling asleep, "I'm glad you're a part of the team, (Y/n)." I smiled and leaned my head on the window soon falling asleep myself. And that's how the rest of the Paw Patrol found us in the morning.

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I smiled sadly watching the Paw Patrol off to save the day again, Liberty in my arms, being her bouncy self. I was a bit spooked however when I felt a hand on my shoulder, "(Y/n), I've been thinking..."

"Hm? What do you mean?"

"Well, with how much both you and Liberty," the tiny pup in my arms barked in response at having been included too, "have helped us these past few days, you're like honourary members of the Paw Patrol."

I smiled, rubbing the back of my neck, "Just happy to help out when it's needed. I've got to find a way to use my 'freak powers' as my parents called them, somehow," I replied, looking down at my feet.

"Well, I have a surprise for both of you." My head shot up at this and my eyes widened when he pulled a suit out from behind his back and handed it to me, "Here, it's for you." I grinned and hugged him, "Thank you!"

He returned my hug, "That's not the best part," He paused and let go of the hug, taking out his little electronic thing and pressing a button causing a motorcycle-looking vehicle to appear as all the pups' vehicles did. I blinked and looked at Ryder again, who just chuckled, "It's yours. Welcome to the team." I smiled, "Really?!" He nodded, "Yes, and Liberty, there's space for you too!" I smiled wider and hugged him again, Liberty also nuzzling against his legs.

"Now let's get to work!" I nodded, "Yes, Sir!" and quickly put the suit on over the top of my clothes, which was very easy to do seeing as my clothes were quite small for me, and hopped into the motorcycle, Liberty getting in the sidecar, the two of us ready to go.

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I smiled, watching the Paw Patrol reunite after Chase had managed to save Ryder from the tower. My smile increased when Liberty jumped into my arms, barking in contentment, which in turn, alerted the Paw Patrol members to my presence and all the pups turned to each other, silently all thinking the same thing, before starting to look between me and Ryder. Some of them even rolled their eyes. Ryder eventually stood up, having been knocked over by the pups and walked up to me and started to talk, "(Y/n), I need to talk to you and... You know, like in private and, right we'll meet you guys back at headquarters." Some of the pups giggled in their own way, and some rolled their eyes, before running off to their pup vehicles and driving off, leaving me and Ryder alone, Liberty sitting down at my feet as she couldn't leave, as she rode in the side of my motorcycle.

I smiled, "What did you want to talk about?"

"Well... I uh..." he hesitated, "Yeah... I did... I."

I giggled and leaned up pecking his cheek, "You don't need to say anything. I can already tell what you're going to say, and I feel the same." He blinked and I giggled again as he hugged me, "(Y/n)? May I.." Ryder trailed off looking between my lips and eyes and I rolled my eyes and kissed him.

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So... I just did it. I wrote it. I know this is probably childish, but I had the idea while watching the movie and it came to me...

Chase Oneshot - Guard Dog... Literally

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: Fluff

Reader's Relations: None

Warnings: None?

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

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

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

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

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

"Paw Patrol ready for action Ryder, Sir!"

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

"Chase is on the case!"

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

"Ready for a ruff ruff rescue!"

"Paw Patrol is on a roll!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Do you have a name?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Let's take to the skies!"

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

"Spy Chase is in the case!"

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

"I'm fired up!"

"Paw Patrol is on a roll!"

YOUR POV

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

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

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

CHASE'S POV

"Ryder, I found paw prints!"

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

"You got it Ryder!"

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

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

"(Y/n)!"

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

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

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

"W-what? What do you mean?"

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

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

CHASE'S POV

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

"What's up Chase?"

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

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

"What makes you say that?"

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

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

YOUR POV

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

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

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

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

"Guard Chase is on the case!"

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

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

"Huh?"

"Just do it."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Marshall Oneshot - Battle of the Klutzes

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: Fluff

Reader's Relations: None

Reader's Age: Not Applicable

Warnings: None

Other notes: For the purpose of this oneshot, you're also a dalmatian. This will also probably include my oc Maddie too.... Hehe

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I let out a yawn lying on the sand of the beach in Adventure Bay, as I closed my eyes to go to sleep. However, the peace was short lived.

"Woah! I got it! I got it! I don't got it!"

And.. I was knocked over, another dalmatian on top of me. Said pup looked down, "I'm sorry! I guess I'm just a bit clumsy."

I giggled, "It's fine, I'm clumsy too sometimes so don't worry about it," I responded, "But would you mind getting off of me?" He blinked, "Oh yeah, sorry about that, again," before getting off of me. I stood up and shook myself of the sand that had got all over my body and turned around, grabbing the flying disc in my mouth, turning around. I placed it back down on the ground, and used my paw to keep it up, "Here, looking for this?"

"Oh yeah, thanks. I'm Marshall by the way."

I smiled, "I'm.. Actually, my name doesn't really matter. Nice to meet you, now if you'll excuse me, I believe I hear my name being called..." I chuckled awkwardly and turned around running off.

MARSHALL'S POV

"Marshall? Did you find the frisbee?"

I shook my head to snap out of my daze and turned round to face Skye, "Yeah I got it..." She smiled and the two of us walked back to the group, continuing the game. However, throughout the rest of the time that we were there, I couldn't get my mind off that other dalmatian that I saw. She was beautiful and-

"Marshall! Look out!"

*Smack*

And I fell over on my back, the frisbee in my face. It was soon taken away and I saw the rest of the pups as well as Ryder standing over me, Maddie with the frisbee in her mouth.

"You okay, Marshall? You took quite the hit there."

"Yeah, I'm fine. I guess I just got distracted..." I responded, standing up.

"Ooh.. Distracted by what?" Maddie asked, the frisbee now lying in the sand.

"Oh I know! It was that other dalmatian pup you saw earlier wasn't it?! Marshall's in love!" Skye shouted out, doing a little flip afterwards. My eyes widened and I started walking backwards to avoid the situation, but ultimately, I tripped over my own feet again, and I ended up with my face in the sand, "It's not like that! I don't even know her name!"

"Marshall, my dear friend," Maddie started, helping me back up, "You don't need to know someone's name to fall in love with them. Ever heard of 'Love At First Sight'?"

"Maddie, there's no such thing as 'Love At First Sight'."

"Oh quiet, a pup can dream can't she? So why don't you know her name, Marshall?"

"Well, for a starter, she just gave me the frisbee back then dashed off, saying that she heard her name being called, even though I'd heard nothing."

"Hmm, she could be a stray. Maybe having been abandoned or something? She just might not have told you her name because she didn't have one? Marshall did you happen to tell her your name?"

I turned to Ryder and nodded, "Yeah I did, when I said thanks for giving the frisbee back, but her response was a bit odd. She started off like she was going to tell me her name then just said 'Actually, my name doesn't really matter.' So you might be right."

It was then that Ryder's pup-pad started ringing and he picked up, "Oh hello, Katie. Need something?"

"Ryder! Mayor Humdinger has got a dalmatian in a net and he's flying through the air on his kitty carrier!"

"Don't worry Katie, no mayor is too high, no pup is too small! Paw Patrol to the lookout!"

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"Paw Patrol ready for action, Ryder, sir!"

"thanks for hurrying pups, Mayor Humdinger has got a dalmatian trapped in a net and he's flying on his kitty carrier, with the net hanging underneath. So for this mission, I'll need Rocky. I'll need you to cut the rope that's holding the net to the Kitty Carrier."

"Um.. Ryder, how am I going to get up there?"

"That's where I'll need, Skye! I need you to use your harness to lift Rocky up to the Kitty Carrier so he can cut the rope."

"This pup's gotta fly!"

"Green means go!"

"But Ryder, won't that just make the pup fall?"

"That's why Chase... I need you to have your net ready to catch the pup when Rocky's cut the rope."

"Chase is on the case!"

"Paw Patrol is on a roll!"

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

"Let me go!" I growled, trying to scratch the rope to escape.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you... You're going to fall if you get out. Kitties, distract our visitor."

At that point I just gave up. That was until I heard the sound of a helicopter, with a small pup driving it.

"*Bark*! Screwdriver!" A screwdriver came out of the little pack on the pup's pack and was used to cut the rope.

"Wait, what are you doing?! I'm going to fall!" I squeaked out in surprise when I realised that.

"It won't hurt or anything, if you look down, Chase is ready with his net to catch you once I've cut the rope."

"Okay... I'll trust you."

"Good, cause you really don't have much of a choice right now... unless you want to go to Foggy Bottom with Mayor Humdinger."

"Hmph... it doesn't really matter. Not like I have anywhere else to go."

"Well... get ready to fall... cause, cut!"

And I started falling. When I got closer to the ground, I saw a net appear under me and I hit it, but still bounced into the air again, away from where the net was. I closed my eyes, knowing I was going to hit the ground, but didn't, instead feeling something warm, and a voice, "It's okay, you can open your eyes, little one." I opened my eyes slowly and noticed I was in the arms of a young boy with brown hair.

"Thank you."

"No problem! Whenever you're in trouble just yelp for help!"

I smiled and jumped out of his arms, running around on the ground thankful to be out of that net.

"We better take you back to the lookout to get Maddie to give you a check-up."

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"And, you're all good, nothing wrong."

I smiled, "Thank you, I should probably get going now though... Don't want my owner to wo-"

"You're not going anywhere, young lady. Ryder told me not to let you out of my sights."

I sighed, "Fine," and lay back down on the ground, "Then want to tell me who everyone is? So I can at least know names."

"Sure, I'm Maddie then..." she continued to to tell me everyone's names and we continued to talk for a while.

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"And Skye wins! The next pair is (Y/n) and Marshall," Mayor Goodway spoke. The whole town was in front of Town Hall, for a Pup Pup Boogie tournament, for some reason...

My head shot up, "W-what?! No! I am not doing this! I forfeit!"

"Aww, come on (Y/n)! It's fun, plus, if you don't join in, who's Marshall going to go against? There's ten (This is cause Everest and Tracker are there too) of us, so if you back out, we've only got nine... come on!" Skye responded, coming up to me, "Come on! Pup Pup Boogie is the best!"

I growled and turned around, "And I'm not taking part in this tournament. I already said that! I'd much rather watch."

"But why?"

"Because I know I'll just mess up, in front of the whole town and then I'll get laughed at! I am literally the clumsiest pup in the world! There is no way this isn't going to be any different!"

"(Y/n), Skye's right, it doesn't matter how well you do, it's just about having fun, right?"

I sighed, "I supposed.... Alright, I'll have a go."

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How am I winning?! However, I didn't have long to think about this as I felt a pressure on the side of my face and I scrambled back out of confusion to see Marshall, a smile in his face. I growled and ran off, not bothering to turn back when I heard my name being called, "(Y/n)! WAIT!"

After some time, I heard rustling behind me, "(Y/n)? What's up?"

"Oh, hey Skye. I was just thinking."

"You ran off, why?"

"Did you tell him?" I asked, hostility in my voice.

"Tell who what?" she retorted, sitting down next to me, causing me to sigh, "Did you tell Marshall I had a crush on him? Cause I remember telling you not to tell anyone when you worked it out!"

Her face went metaphorically pale, "Well... technically I didn't tell him, Maddie got it out of me, and I guess she was the one that told him, but you know how she's all into fantasy and stuff, and 'Love At First Sight'..."

"I was just asking cause Marshall was just playing with my feelings there. He nuzzled my face to distract me and then smiled, before going back to playing. That smile told me that. There's no way he'd feel the sam-"

"(Y/n)! There you are!" 

I turned around to see Marshall there, a big pup treat in his mouth. He walked up to us and Skye stood up, Marshall taking her place, placing the pup treat in front of me, as if he was taunting me. I rolled my eyes, "What is it?"

"I brought it for you!"

"Really? But how did you get a hold of it? There's no way you managed to beat Skye. Not saying anything about your skills at Pup Pup Boogie, but Skye's like a professional at that game."

Marshall just smiled, "Oh yeah... Skye forfeited, and so did the rest of the pups, so you and me were the only two left in the competition, and we tied, so we get to share the prize."

I returned his smile, "Really? But like I ran off before even finishing, wouldn't that be taken as a forfeit? Meaning you won?"

He just scratched behind his ear, "Well... Okay maybe I did beat you by a bit, but I want to share the prize with you," he paused bit into the pup treat, breaking it in half, pushing the other half towards me, before finishing his half, "Take it."

I looked at him with admiration and love in my eyes and took the pup treat from the ground, eating it, before leaning up and pressing my nose to the side of Marshall's face, "Thank you."

"I-it's my pleasure, (Y/n). You know I-"

I rolled my eyes and giggled, "Marshall, stop with the attempted sappy confession and just ask me to be your girlfriend."

He blinked, his face going pink (if that's even possible), and he spluttered out, "H-how did you know I was going to confess?"

"Maddie told me you had a crush on me."

"Oh... well, you want to be my girlfriend?"

I nodded, nuzzling his face, before pressing my nose to his, "Yes."

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

Two pups down, if anyone has any ideas for the others please tell me..... I wanna write more Paw Patrol oneshots.... Idc if you guys think it's childish, I wanna write for em, and it's my book so I can do what I want with it.

Addison Oneshot - Untitled

Requested?: No

Prompt:  None

Timing: Sometime after DD

Type of oneshot: Fluff (With a minor angst)

Reader's Age:  17

Reader's Occupation:  Prosecutor

Reader's Relations: Edgeworth’s daughter (adopted or not can be up to you - it can be read as both)

Warnings: Swearing

Other notes: None

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Walking back up to my office had been going well until I was knocked over by a flash of orange and white hair, the girl’s face right in my chest due to our height difference.

“Gah! I am so sorry, Ma’am!” Tiffany muttered quickly, going off on a rant as she backed up, her face now bright red in embarrassment (Bisexual panic time, Tiffany…).

“Tiffany, it’s alright, and you don’t need to call me that. I’ve- wait, why are your eyes red? Have you been crying?”

The defence attorney shook her head in response, “NO! I have.. Yeah…”

“Want to talk about it? I can make you a cup of tea and we can discuss it, if you want?” 

She nodded in response, sniffling, “T-thank you.” I smiled at her and led her into my office, asking her to sit on the sofa, “So, what tea do you like?”

“W-what do you have?”

I ended up listing every single type of tea bag that was in my drawer, Tiffany shaking her head at every single one. Until I remembered, “Or.. I have hot chocolate. Is that to your taste?” Her face perked up and she nodded, causing me to giggle, “Alright.”

A few minutes later, I joined her on the sofa, a cup of (Favourite tea) in my hand, and handed her the hot chocolate.

“Thank you.”

“No problem, now, why were you crying?”

Tiffany took a sip from the cup in front of her before taking a deep breath, “Addison was just shouting at me after I told her to get up her courage and confess to her crush. She ended up losing her temper and swearing at me. I just ran out of the room, not wanting to make her any more mad.”

“I see. Stay here. I’ll be back in a minute,” I replied, standing up, my now empty cup of tea sitting on the table by the sofa, leaving my office.

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“Addison, may I have a word with you?”

“The fuck do you want, stuck-up bitch?”

I ignored the insult, “I’ll take that as a yes then. We need to discuss your treatment of your sister.”

“Any why the fuck is that any of your fucking business? You may be the daughter of the Chief Prosecutor, but it doesn’t give you the fucking right to boss me around, bitch.”

“The thing is, you messed with one of my friends, and now, I’m going to fuck you... Fuck you up that is,” I spoke, leaning over her desk, giving her a VERY clear view of my cleavage, not leaving much to her imagination, “Explain to me why you shouted and swore at your sister. Or, well let’s just say, how much do you value your job?” I asked, fiddling with my fingernails.

“You wouldn’t dare.”

“Try me. You can’t go around swearing at everyone, Addison. Tiffany’s your sister. Explain no-” I was cut off when she stood up and walked around the desk towards me, attempting to be intimidating, but I stood my ground. Instead of saying something, Addison just grabbed me by my lapels and pulled me up to her level, “Listen here, Missy. What happens between me and Tiffany is none of your business. So shut up and leave me the fuck alone, before I slice you into pieces!” she shouted, before shoving me away, leading to me falling into the bookcase, hurting my arm, and a few seconds later I felt something hit my head, presumably a book, knocking me unconscious, as well as feeling something slicing through my arm. 

ADDISON’S POV

“Oh fuck…” I muttered. Then I heard a confused scream/gasp and the sound of a cup smashing. I turned towards the sound, to see Tiffany standing in the doorway, china shards around her feet and blinking, “What in the name or Artemis happened here?!”

“Keep it to yourself, Tiff,” I grumbled, “But call an ambulance, please.”

“So now you’re worried about her… You know Mr Edgeworth’s going to have your head for this,” Tiffany responded, a smirk on her face as she pulled her phone out.

“I’ll have who’s head for what?”

My eyes widened and I froze at the sound of the voice, knowing I was in for it now, “Hello, Mr Edgeworth… can I do something for you?”

“You can explain why your sister is on the phone to an ambulance and why my daughter is currently lying on the floor unconscious.”

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“She’s lost quite a lot of blood, that cut was rather deep. Is there anyone you know of that can donate blood to her that you know of?”

Before Mr Edgeworth could respond, I spoke up, “Excuse me, I am aware that my blood type is O, and my mother told me that it’s the universal donor. If you’ll permit me, Mr Edgeworth, I’ll donate blood to (Y/n). This whole situation is my fault I should be the one to fix it.”

Mr Edgeworth smiled at me, “If you wish. It seems you have your answer, Nurse.”

—---------------

“WHAT?!” 

“I know, Addy, but Miss von Karma seems to be very protective of her niece and the minute she heard what happened, she demanded the case get taken to court. They’re charging you for attempted murder.”

I sighed, and remembered the story Mum had told us about what Dad had done to protect her, and I didn’t want to spend the next seven years, or more in jail, “Tiff. If a word of our conversation leaves this room, I’ll have your head, but would you please defend me?”

“Of course! It’ll be hard though. I mean, (Y/n) is in the hospital and I’m probably going to be made to testify, seeing as I saw what happened, but if that happens, I’ll get Mum to take over the case. I’m not going to be able to get you off scot-free, Addison.”

“I know. Perhaps I should just give up. I did push her, after all. I am at fault for this. They’ll find me guilty anyway, what’s the point of a trial?”

“Addison, don’t say that!”

“You saw it yourself, Tiff. I pushed her and she fractured her arm on the floor, the book fell of the bookshelf, then the katana Dad got me for my birthday fell off of the wall from the impact and sliced (Y/n)’s arm.”

—------------------------YOUR POV (Two days later)

“(Y/n)! Please testify. If you don’t, Addison’s going to go to jail!”

“As much as I’d like to help, Miss Cykes, Addison did push me and the book fell on my head after I hit my arm. What do you want me to do in court? Lie?”

“But I know it was an accident. Addison would never purposely try to hurt you, (Y/n)... S-she loves you!”

My eyes widened at her statement, “W-what?”

“Opps… I wasn’t supposed to tell you that. I just noticed whenever Addison is looking at you, I can hear the love in her heart.”

“I provoked her, Miss Cykes. I said something and it ticked her off, and she pushed me into the bookcase.”

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“(Y/n), I-I’d like to apologise. It’s my fault that you ended up here,” Addison spoke, a slight blush overtaking her pale skin.

“Addison, come here please.”

I noticed her freeze as she walked over, but before she could say anything, I grabbed her tie and pulled her down, kissing her, “Father told me that you were the one that donated blood to me, and your mum told me you were in love with me.”

Addison immediately turned around, glaring at her mother, who smirked before leaving the room. I tapped Addison on the shoulder, regaining her attention before kissing her again, “Don’t be mad at her, I love you too.”

“I-I would have sworn on my life tha you were straight, (Y/n).”

“As a circle, maybe,” I muttered, hugging her.

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

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Sam Oneshot - How Far I'll Go

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: Fluff/Gen/Songfic

Song Used: How Far I’ll Go - Moana/More than Anything - Hazbin Hotel (I changed the lyrics a bit tho)

Reader's Relations: Sam’s daughter (Cause for oneshot purposes, this is purely PLATONIC THOUGH)

Reader’s Occupation: None

Warnings: None? Mentions of death (specifically the reader’s mother)

Other notes: In this oneshot, you have ice powers (Basically like Elsa), it’s for plot reasons, also you’re about 17. This is also written as if The Great Fire of Pontypandy happened when Ellie and Arnold were there.

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“So, remind me again why I have to sit around with Uncle Charlie when James and Sarah become Junior Cadets? They’re literally half my age!” I grumbled to my father as we walked down to the Whole Fish Café, “It’s not like the cadets do anything dangerous at any point, so why won’t you let me be one?!”

“I’ve explained this to you before, (Y/n). I don’t want you getting hurt.”

I sighed heavily and rolled my eyes, giving up trying to get a decent response out of him as we arrived. I said hello to my aunt and uncle before sitting down at the table, a false smile on my face.

“Thanks for looking after (Y/n), today Charlie. I should get back to the Fire Station now, the cadets will be waiting.”

“Not a problem, Sam.”

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I sighed, putting some finishing touches to my drawing, as I still sat in the Whole Fish Café.

“You alright there, (Y/n)?”

I nodded begrudgingly, “Totally fine…”

“Are you sure?” Aunt Bronwyn asked, putting the tray she’d just taken out of the oven on the bench.

“It’s not fair…” I muttered, putting my head down on the table, “How is it fair that James and Sarah get to be cadets, and yet, here’s me, who is DOUBLE their age, sitting here, drawing, while the cadets are having fun.”

“I understand what you mean, (Y/n),” my aunt responded, coming to sit opposite me, “Sam’s just worried about you though. You know what happened to your mother, right?”

“I know; she died in a fire after a burning log fell on her, but it’s not like the cadets are putting out fires or saving people, it’s literally nothing dangerous!” I responded, lifting my head and fiddling with the gloves that I wore to cover my hands to stop any unwanted ice from coming out. I let out another sigh, “I’ve been staring at the edge of the water for as long as I can remember, never really knowing why. I wish I could be the perfect daughter, but I come back to the water, no matter how hard I try,” I muttered, turning to look out of the door at the sea. Due to my ice powers getting out of control when I was near large bodies of water, I wasn’t allowed to go near the sea, something I was annoyed about with how much I loved water.

At this moment I stood up and walked out of the café, surprised I wasn’t stopped, and I continued talking to myself, “Every turn I take, every trail I track, every path I make, every road leads back to the place I know, where I cannot go. Where I long to be!” I grabbed a hold of the railings, singing out to the ocean, “See the line where the sky meets the sea? It calls me and no one knows how far it goes. If the wind in my sail on the sea stays behind me, one day I'll know if I go there's just no telling how far I'll go. I know everybody in this town seems so happy in this town, everything is by design. I know everybody in this town has a role in this town, so maybe I can roll with mine.”

I then just took the plunge, realising that I wasn’t being watched anymore, and removed my gloves, jumping off and using my ice powers to create a bridge in front of me, “See the light as it shines on the sea? It's blinding! But no one knows, how deep it goes and it seems like it's calling out to me, so come find me and let me know what's beyond that line, will I cross that line? See the line where the sky meets the sea? It calls me and no one knows, how far it goes. If the wind in my sail on the sea stays behind me, one day I'll know, how far I'll go-Oof,” I squeaked, as I fell off the large ‘cliff’ of ice I’d created, falling onto the small beach on Pontypandy Island below, screaming as I felt my arm crack, realising I’d probably broken it. I groaned to myself, knowing what I was going to have to do, but not wanting to have to do it.

Calling the Fire and Rescue Team

I then realised I didn’t have my phone and groaned again before spotting the package that I knew had flares. I crawled over to it, trying not to put pressure on my sore arm, and managed to set one off.

-------------------------SAM’S POV

“Well done, cadets. Now who can tell me-” I was cut off by my walkie-talkie going off, “Sam? Can you read me?”

“Ben? I can read you, what happened?”

“A flare has been spotted from Pontypandy Island, and Charlie’s spotted a rather large amount of ice.”

“Get over there as soon as you can, we’ll be there with backup.”

“Roger that, Sam.”

I then turned back to the cadets, “Cadets, stay with Ellie, Tom, we’ll need Wallaby 2.”

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

“(Y/n)! What did I tell you?”

“You can’t keep me cooped up forever, Dad. I know what happened with Mum, and I know you blame yourself for it, but I need to have a bit of independence. Even if I have just broken my arm,” I replied, refusing to make eye contact with him, my arm was now in a cast and sling so I wasn't able to move it much.

“(Y/n)! You're alright!” That was all I heard before nearly being knocked off my feet by Sarah and James.

“Apart from a broken arm, I'm alright,” I responded to them before bending down and showing them the cast. The twins looked at me, then at each other, both smiling, as if they were having a mental conversation before Sarah turned back to me, “Can we write something on your cast?”

I giggled, “Of course, I appreciate you asking me first,” I answered, pulling out the pen I always had stashed in my pocket and handing it to Sarah, “Here.”

She smiled in response and I bent back down to their level allowing her to write something on the cast that was on my arm, before she handed the pen to her brother who also wrote something before handing me the pen back. I stood up as they ran off back to their parents and I placed the pen back in my pocket, smiling.

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“Sweet mother of Neptune…” I muttered to myself after seeing James and Sarah stuck on a ledge. I glanced down at my still cast-ridden arm, which was now covered in signatures from everyone before turning back to my cousins, “Stand back as far as you can. I’ve got an idea to get you down!”

The two of them looked down at me confused but, using my good arm, I created a slide out of ice from the ledge down to the beach, after noticing that the ledge wasn’t going to stay put for much longer, and definitely wouldn’t be there by the time the Rescue Team had arrived, “One at a time, slide down. I’ll catch you at the bottom, I promise.”

Eventually, the two of them were safely on the ground and I smiled, after realising that no one knew what had happened. That was until the two of them ran up to me and hugged me, knocking me onto the ground, “Thank you, (Y/n)!”

“No problem. Anything for you two. Can you get off of me though? You’re crushing my arm…”

Both their eyes widened and they shot off me, running back towards where I knew my aunt and uncle were waiting for them. It wasn’t until I’d stood up that I realised why they’d given that reaction to me asking them to get off me.

“(Y/n)?”

I immediately turned around and saw my father. Realising he’d probably realised what had happened, I started to rant, “Listen, I know I shouldn’t have done that. I know I should have waited for the rescue team, especially with my arm still not fully healed, but the ledge wasn’t going to hold for much longer, I had to do something. I-” I stopped talking when he brought me into a hug, “I’m proud of you, (Y/n).”

“Wait, what?!” I asked, breaking off, “I was sure I was going to get a lecture about being safe…”

“You acted out of selflessness. I saw you glance at your arm before saving them, you hesitated, not wanting to cause more damage to yourself, yet you went ahead and saved Sarah and James. I was going to save this for your birthday, but you’ve earned it. Here,” my dad spoke, pulling a piece of paper from his pocket and handing it to me. I raised an eyebrow before looking down, and realising it was a letter addressed to me. I started reading through it and once I had, I squealed, hugging my father, “R-really?! You’re actually going to let me become a firefighter?!”

“I know it’s your dream, (Y/n). It would be unfair of me to stop you.”

-----------------------18 MONTHS LATER

“Right team, I’m sure you’re all curious about why you’re all here. I’d like to introduce you to the newest member of the Fire Service.”

That was my cue. I took a deep breath before walking out from behind the wall I was standing behind, coming face to face with the team, most notably my father, “I-I’m back.”

Within a minute, I was wrapped in a hug, “(Y/n), I-you’re back. Are you alright? You look great. I’m so proud of you.”

“Alright, Dad. Please can I have my personal space?” I was soon released from the hug and I smiled, “There’s something I want to show you. If it’s alright.”

“You don’t need to ask, (Y/n).”

I smiled, “Please don’t freak out, Dad, but I have a way of controlling my ice now. While I was away, I met a friend, who, along with the help of one of our professors, made a few adjustments to my gloves,” I replied, taking said gloves out of my pocket and putting them on, hearing a couple of beeps and an automated voice, “Powers activated.” I turned my hands so my palms were facing up, “So, you see the little pads on my fingertips? The pads on my palms are touch activated, so if I do this, “I paused and double-tapped my palms with my fingers, the automated voice saying, “Powers deactivated”, “Then it activates and deactivates my ice powers. I’m not entirely sure how it works, that part was mainly Olivia, but when deactivated, no ice will leave my gloves,” I paused again and pointed my hand towards the ground, “See? It’s also equipped so when I put them on, they’ll tell me the last status of them. Like it did so when I put them on, in case I forget whether I left them activated or deactivated. They’re also made so if I triple tap on this hand, it sends a signal to the small lights on my skates, as well as my helmet, and this hand does the same but for a siren. I won’t subject you to either as they are rather loud.”

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It was a few weeks later that a massive forest fire started, requiring the whole team. Including needing to use Wallaby 2, even then, the helicopter couldn’t be used until the pioneers were out of the woods. Immediately, I was told to stay, my dad saying it was too dangerous, but I knew I had to do something, “Dad, please. I have to do something! I thought with the fact that you let me train to be a firefighter, that you’d actually let me help fight some fires! I can help with my ice, please! It’s colder than water, I’ll be able to push it back!”

“(Y/n)! You don't understand, It’s a massive fire, it's not going to listen to you!”

“You don't know that, dad. Please?”

“I do!” My father replied, “Your mother died trying to stop a fire, (Y/n)! You didn’t know that when this all happened before, it was all to had to defend and in the end, I won’t lose you all again. Now you're the only thing worth fighting for more than anything, more than anything. I'll shelter and adore you more than anything.”

“Dad, I don't need you to protect me from this. I have to do something!”

“I just don't want you to be crushed by anything like… like your mother…” my dad replied, and I could see the tears forming in the corners of his eyes. I knew he blamed himself for my mother’s death in a fire, and I knew he didn’t want to lose me the same way, “Dad… When I was young, I didn't really know you at all. I always felt so small but I heard your stories and I was enthralled. The tales about your lofty dreams, I listened breathlessly, imagining it could be me. So in the end, it's the view I had of you that showed me dreams can be worth fighting for More than anything, more than anything. I need to save my home town more than anything,” I replied back, placing a hand on his arm, “Please?”

“I've been dyin' to find out who you are.”

“I've been waiting, wanting the same thing.”

“Looks like the apple doesn't fall far,” My dad spoke, placing a hand on my head. I knew he meant my resemblance to my mother, I was practically a miniature version of her, “Took you a while,” I muttered, a smile on my face.

“I've missed that smile.”

“All that I'm hopin', now that my eyes are open is that we can start again, not be pulled apart again 'cause in the end, you are part of who I am. 

“I'll support your dream, whatever lies in store,” Dad spoke, giving me a hug.

“And who could ask for more? More than anything, more than anything, more than anything, more than anything. I'm grateful you're my daughter/father more than anything, more than anything…”

“Please can I come and help?” I asked, a final time.

“Okay.”

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“(Y/n)! We need to go, this fire is too out of control!”

“I’m not giving up. I’ve lived here my whole life, I’m not giving up on this town!” I shouted back, still using my ice powers to push the fire back.

“(Y/n). Get over here now. I am your father!”

“And I’m an independent person! I’m not going to get any closer. Please, let me keep going!”

I could see him taking a deep breath before the next few words came from his mouth, “Okay. I trust you, (Y/n), but please, if you need to retreat, do so.”

I nodded in response, going back to the fire. Eventually, the storm clouds came and put out the fire, but before I could get out of the way, I felt a heavy, what I guessed was a, tree branch, hit me and I collapsed under the pressure.

SAM’S POV

“Tom to Sam, Tom to Sam. The fire’s going out! The rain’s done it, Mate!”

“Fantastic news, Tom.”

“But, you might want to get back up here…I think it’s (Y/n), she looks like she’s been squashed with a tree branch!”

“Thanks for letting me know, Tom. Can you stay with her until I get there? I’ll bring Nurse Flood too, in case she’s hurt.”

“Roger that, Sam!”

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

When I woke up, I was lying in what I knew as a hospital bed, a familiar cast on my arm, and my whole midsection itching. Using the arm that wasn’t covered in a cast, I gently pulled up my top to see I was covered in bandages, prompting the question, What in the world happened to me? That’s when I noticed the familiar figure sitting in a nearby chair.

“Dad?”

His head shot up at my voice, “(Y/n), you’re awake. I thought you were dead. I’m so glad to see that you’re not though.”

“Me too, Dad. Me too.”

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

Gonna leave this here…..

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

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Timing: After DD

Type of oneshot: Fluff

Reader's Age: 26

Reader's Occupation: Not Applicable

Reader's Relations: None

Warnings: Swearing

Other notes: None

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Of course. Do you mean now?”

“Yes, if you’re able to.”

“Yeah, I’ll be down soon.”

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

“Where are you going?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Hello, sweetie. How are you doing?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Aww… You’re really nice though!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

---------------------TRUCY’S POV

“Hi Daddy!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“R-really?!”

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

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

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

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

“Hm? Of course, you can, Polly!”

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

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

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

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

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

“If you want to, Melissa.”

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

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

Aria Oneshot - Determination is a Key to Love

Requested?: No

Prompt: “I can’t believe I fell in love with you!”

Timing: Between Dual Destinies and Spirit of Justice (Cause I need Apollo in it.)

Type of oneshot: Angst/Fluff

Reader's Age: 18

Reader's Occupation: Defence Attorney

Reader's Relations: Sister to the WrightWorth kiddos (ie you are one too)

Warnings: None

Other notes: I should be writing actual AA oneshots, but I love my little kiddos so much and I want to use them.

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“Hold it! It seems the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. Your Honour, the piece of evidence the defence has just presented is forged.”

I blinked, trying to calm my heart rate, I knew exactly what had happened to Dad when Aria’s father had brought up the fact that a piece of evidence he’d presented was forged, and it led to seven years of him not setting foot in a courtroom. That’s when I felt a hand on my shoulder, “(Y/n)?”

“J-Just leave me alone. I’m not going to fight it, Ally. I can’t prove it wasn’t,” I replied, trying to contain my tears as I removed my badge from my lapel, placing it on the bench in front of me before running out of the courtroom, hearing Ally chasing behind me, “(Y/n), wait!” I just ignored her, running back to the agency and curling up in a ball on one of the sofas.

“(Y/n)? (Y/n), what happened? Tell me.”

I just sobbed and clung onto my father as she ran over, giving me a hug, “Come on.”

“I-I don’t want to talk about it right now.”

“That’s alright, (Y/n). I’ll be here for you when you do want to explain.”

I took a deep breath and tried to calm my breathing, leaning on him, as I soon found myself falling asleep.

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I woke up later to voices, “What the HELL did you do?!”

“I-I..”

“You have no explanation, do you?! You’re a terrible friend, Aria!”

“I know, but please, let me apologise!”

“No,” I muttered, opening my eyes and sitting up, now realising that Trucy’s cape had been placed on top of me as a blanket, “You don’t deserve to be forgiven. I don’t care if you want to apologise, it WON’T GET ME MY BADGE BACK!” I shouted, the tears coming back to my eyes again, “I CAN’T BELIEVE I EVER FELL IN LOVE WITH YOU!” I slapped a hand across my mouth the minute I’d said the statement, and ran out of the Agency, leaving Aria and Luke shocked.

I didn’t know how long I had been running for, but I found myself by Gourd Lake. At least I knew where I was if anyone called me to ask where I’d gone. I just sat down by a tree and sighed, reprimanding myself for letting myself confess to Aria when I was supposed to be mad at her.

“(Y/n)? (Y/n) is that you?”

I looked up at the familiar voice and saw Gigi standing there, a pen in her hand. I just wiped my tears, “Oh. Hi. Yeah, I just needed some fresh air and my legs led me here. What brings you here?”

“Investigating a case. Bluford’s been assaulted and is now in the hospital, the rest of the team thinks he won’t make it, but the doctors are still hoping he will. He’s been smacked on the head by a blunt object, judging from the injury he had, and Caisie’s been accused of doing it. What’s worse is that there are witnesses! Oops… I shouldn’t be telling you all this, you might end up defending her.”

“Just stop. I’m just going to come out and say it, I lost my badge, so it doesn’t matter, Gi, I can’t defend her anyway, but I don’t really want to go into detail.”

“Oh my science, that’s not good. If you need someone to talk to, I’m here!”

“Thanks.”

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“Wait… then who got (Y/n)? Everyone else got a gift… On no, did your name get lost in my hat?” Ally muttered, taking her hat off her head and tapping the top of it, trying to see if there was anything stuck inside.

“I’m sure that’s not the case, Ally. In fact, I do actually know where your Secret Santa is, (Y/n).”

“It’s fine. I don’t need anything anyway. Unless you’ve managed to get my badge back, Dad.”

Before he could reply, a knock was heard at the door to the agency. Dad smiled and walked over, opening the door. I couldn’t tell who it was unless I felt a tap on my shoulder, “(Y/n)?”

I tried to contain my anger at the blonde as I looked up at Aria, “What?”

“Sorry I’m late, it took longer than I expected to get your gift.”

I blinked a few times in confusion before she handed me a small box. I took in hesitantly, seeing a smile on her face. I returned my attention to the box and opened it up, gasping as I saw the small golden circular badge inside, “I-Is this a joke?” I asked, looking Aria in the eye as she chuckled, “It’s serious. I’m sorry for causing you to lose your badge, (Y/n),” she spoke, taking it out of the box, “May I?” I nodded and she came closer, pinning it back to my lapel, “That’s where it belongs, not sitting on the defence bench where you left it.”

“H-how did you get it back for me though? It must have been incredibly hard seeing as by taking it off myself and walking out of the courtroom, I was basically admitting that I knew it was forged.”

“Well, I did have a bit of help,” she replied, smiling up at Dad, causing me to smile in return as I hugged her, “Best Christmas gift ever!”

“Does this mean I’m forgiven?”

“I’m still mad at you for getting my badge taken away from me in the first place, but you got it back for me, so yes.”

“That makes me happy to hear. Now, about your confession…” Instead of finishing her sentence, she took my cheek in her hand and kissed me. My eyes went wide and I blinked, but wrapped my arms around her in response.

“Correction to my earlier statement; That was the best Christmas present ever.”

“Glad you think so, (Y/n). Glad you think so.”

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Simon Oneshot - All for One and One for All

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Timing: Turnabout for Tomorrow (includes spoilers)

Type of oneshot: Fluff/Angst

Reader's Age: 29

Reader's Occupation: Prosecutor

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

Warnings: None?

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

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

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

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

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

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

“That helps… Surname?”

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

“WHAT?!”

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

“(Y/n), tell me it’s not true.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Let me defend you.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Now, how did you learn about that?”

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

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

“All I said was that-”

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

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

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

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

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And another oneshot…

Same

I surrender, I can't fight it anymore I would give him my soul, you're telling me he is handsome as fuck, a short king AND HILARIOUS AS FUCK?

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

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

Lucifer/Alastor Oneshot - A Tale of Two Dads

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: Fluff/Angst

Reader's Relations: Alastor’s ex-girlfriend

Warnings: Spoilers for eps 7-8 of season 1! This was written the say those two came out

Other notes: Don’t ask how I thought of this…Somehow, my brain fixated on these two, and well oneshots is what happens when my brain gets fixated on characters.

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“You absolute bastard, Alastor!” I shouted once he’d shown up at Charlie’s hotel, seven years after leaving, “You leave for seven years and all you have to say is ‘hi’?! Someone hold me back before I fuck his face up!”

“Hello, My Dear, it’s good to see you too.”

“Fuck you,” I retorted, making eye contact with him, in an easy feat due to the fact I was the same height as him. He just smirked at me, using his microphone to lift my chin, an unnecessary thing due to the fact I was already looking at him, “Now now, that’s not the right way to talk to me, is it, My Dear?” I didn’t respond, instead I just growled and tried to punch him continuously, him dodging every blow I attempted to make.

“You should know that’s not going to work, (Y/n).”

“Fuck. Off. Before. I. Kill. You. Myself. Bastard. I’ve had to deal with a child that you-”

“Mama? What’s going on?”

My head immediately shot around to see Alianna standing at the bottom of the stairs, the seven-year-old rubbing her eyes as if she’d just been woken up. I gave Alastor another glare before rushing over, “It’s okay, Sweetie. Nothing you need to worry about,” I spoke, ruffling her red hair.

“You always say that!”

“I say that because most of the time, you don’t need to worry ab-”

Alianna cut me off, asking the question I had wished she would never have to ask, “Is he my Papa?”

If I’d been drinking something, I would definitely have spat it out in shock, “Now now, Ali, that’s something you don’t need to worry about you. You can learn more about your father when you are older.”

She pouted for a few seconds before, “Okay, I’m older!”

I chuckled, “I meant in a few years, now back to bed with you.”

Alianna sighed and nodded, running off back upstairs towards our room in the hotel. I let out a sigh of relief and stood up, turning around, only to have Alastor directly in my face, “For fuck sake, stop doing that, you bastard,” I shouted, punching him in the arm.

“Why should I stop when I get-”

“Were you listening to our conversation?”

“It was kind of hard not to, (Y/n)... I think you owe some people an explanation, and I’d be happy to loosen up your strings a bit if you know what I mean,” I heard Angel’s voice saying before I saw one of his arms dangling in front of my face and, what I guessed was another, on my head.

I rolled my eyes, “How many times, Angel? I’m not interested in you. Stop trying,” I growled, shoving him off me, “But, I guess you’re right about the explanation. This Radio Demon Bastard here,” I paused and pointed over in Alastor’s direction, “Is Alianna’s father. She doesn’t know, so please keep it quiet. I’m begging you.”

“You can always beg more, (Y/n). If you catch me drift…”

“Angel, shut up for once. Not the time for your sexual fantasies.”

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“Alianna. No. Get back here right now!” I shouted, running up and pulling her off Lucifer gently, “I am so sorry, Sir. She got out of my sight. I apologise again.”

“It’s alright. She’s cute anyway. Much like her mother.”

I felt my face turn red as I looked away, but before I could say anything, Alastor was in front of me, glaring down at the Short King of Hell, “She’s mine. Get away.”

“Oh really?” Lucifer questioned, before walking around the Radio Demon and up to me, taking my hand in his, “Because there’s nothing on her hand to show she belongs to anyone,” he finished, bringing my hand up with his and kissing it, “But if she really is ‘yours’, she has had ample opportunity to stop my advances, and isn’t so…”

“I do not belong to anyone. You,” I turned and glared at Alastor, “May be Alianna’s father, but it doesn’t mean that I am ‘yours’. As a matter of fact, you lost all rights to even seeing her when you left, so you can just go away and leave me alone!” I shouted.

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A few days later, I found a(n) (F/c) rubber duck sitting on my bed, along with a note. “I wasn’t messing around when I said you were cute, I meant it. Call me? L.” there was a phone number at the bottom and I giggled. I knew it was probably wrong as he was Charlie’s dad, who was my best friend… But he’d made an impression on me. So I added the number to my phone under the nickname ‘Short King’, and sent a message, “I got your note. Thanks for the duck. How’d you know (F/c) is my favourite colour?”

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I groaned in pain as I lay on the ruins of the hotel, after having come face to face with one of the angels, blood seeping from my side. It was just as I was losing consciousness, that I saw a flash of white in front of me, fighting off the angel.

LUCIFER’S POV

Once the angels had retreated, I turned back to (Y/n) to see her unconscious, with blood surrounding her. Immediately, I retracted my wings and knelt beside her, realising she’s been severely wounded, “(Y/n)? Please wake up. You have to. (Y/n), please. I- love you.”

“Dad?”

I looked up to see Charlie standing there, a saddened smile on her face, “You can’t bring her back.”

“Is there nothing?! No one can bring her back?” I asked, despair wreaking through my voice, as I felt tears cascading down my cheeks.

“I’ve got one idea… but it’s a long shot, so don’t get your hopes up,” Charlie replied, running off. She came back a few minutes later, dragging a girl behind her, who seemed to be complaining, “Charlie! I told you, I can heal, but I can’t combat the second death!”

“Just try. For me? Please?”

“I’m telling you, this isn’t going to work if she’s dead, Charlie!”

“Try though? Please, Brianna?”

“Fine, I’ll try, but no one get their hopes up,” the brunette replied as Charlie pulled her over. I noticed Brianna take a deep breath before kneeling on (Y/n)’s other side, cracking her knuckles, “I’ll say it again if she’s truly dead, then this isn’t going to work, but I’m going to need help,” she paused and turned her attention towards me, “May I ask for your help, Sir? This will only work if I have the help of someone she loves.”

“M-me? I-Isn’t there someone else that she loves? Like her daughter?”

The brown-haired demon just chuckled in response, “I mean it’s got to be romantic love, not platonic love.”

“Oh... Wait a minute, do you still want me to help? As much as I hate to say this, shouldn’t you be getting that Radio Demon to help? In the sense that he’s the father of her daughter, therefore she must love him.”

“As a matter of fact. I know she hates me. She lit-”

“Alastor’s right, Dad. You may not have realised, but that duck you gave her has pride of place in her room. Every day she makes a point of dusting it, and no one’s allowed near it. I’m surprised it’s not in a locked box that only she has access to. She wouldn’t have kept it if you didn’t mean anything to her. Plus you deserve to be happy as well,” Charlie spoke, placing a hand on my shoulder and kneeling beside me, “Trust me. You’re the one we need to bring (Y/n) back.”

“Well? Are you going to do this or not? We don’t have much time left.”

With a final boost of confidence from Charlie, I nodded, turning to Brianna, “Okay.”

She smiled, “Okay. In that case, I need you to place both your hands above where her heart is and keep your eyes closed. Can you do that?” I nodded, doing as she asked me, remembering to close my eyes.

YOUR POV

I woke up with a start, and I lifted my head in shock, but before I could say anything, I’d been wrapped in a hug, “(Y/n)!”

“O-oh.. hello, Mr Lucifer. I-It’s good to see you too,” I replied as he continued to squeeze the living Hell out of me, “C-can you let me go though? Personal space.”

“Sorry! I’m just glad you’re okay,” he started, letting me go as his face turned the same colour as his waistcoat, but before I could mention it, Charlie had spoken up, “See, Dad? Told you it was you that she loved.”

“CHARLIE!” I all but screamed, “HOW IN THE ACTUAL HELL DID YOU KNOW THAT?! You better start running. I don’t care if you’re the Princess of Hell, telling someone that your friend has a crush on them is not funny!” I continued, standing up and starting to chase after her, but before I could get too far I felt a gloved hand wrap around my wrist and pull me backwards, spinning me around, before I felt pressure on my lips. It took me a second to process, but once I did I wrapped my arms around the King of Hell’s neck and kissed him back.

“You have nothing to be ashamed of, (Y/n).”

I grinned widely, “Still embarrassing that it took your daughter to get us together though.”

“I have something for you, (Y/n)...”

“Let me guess… is it another rubber duck?” I asked, my voice laden with sarcasm. Lucifer’s face turned red as he looked at me a shocked expression on his face before out of thin air, a small box appeared. Lucifer took it in his hands before handing it to me, “I-I’ve been working on them since I left you the first one… I hope you like them.” I smiled and took the lid off, my eyes widening with glee at the sight of the small family of ducks. Two adults, one a light yellow, the other a (H/c) colour with lashes painted around the eyes, with two baby ducks, one the same colour yellow as the adult, also with eyelashes, and the other a red colour. I giggled at the meaning behind the colours, the adult ducks supposed to represent me and Lucifer, and the two baby ones representing Charlie and Alianna, and hugged the blonde male in front of me, “I love them, thank you. I know exactly where these are going,” I spoke, pecking Lucifer on the cheek after leaning down to do so, whispering in his ear, “Short King.”

“I am not that short!”

“Hmmm. Compared to me, you are,” I smirked, “Now, who wants to rebuild this hotel?”

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The ending was not how I imagined it, but at least it didn’t go over 2000 words… This was originally supposed to have more Alastor x Reader in too, but it didn’t fit with the plot I was going with.