Requested?: No

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.”

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Gonna leave this here…..

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Chili Oneshot - You Caused This?

Requested?: Kinda, thanks Krissy for the suggestion

Prompt: "Let me guess, you caused this?" - from Pinterest

Type of oneshot: Fluff

Reader's Relations: Friends with the triplets

Reader's Home Region: Unova

Warnings: None

Other notes: Apologies in advance, Krissy, but only the first bit has to do with the prompt…. (I was stuck for ideas ): )

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I shot up out of my bed at the sound of my phone going off and groaned as I picked it up, "Hello?"

"(Y/n)!! HELP ME!"

I rolled my eyes, "Chili, it's 4am… what happened now?"

"Just come to our house, please! I need your help!"

I rolled my eyes and groaned, yawning before I hung up and begrudgingly got out of my bed and dressed, making my way out of my house, my parents not being there for Arceus knows why, and locked the door behind me, making my way in the cold over to the triplets' house, where I saw that there were lights on inside. I sighed and knocked on the door, it was soon opened by Cilan, whose hair, well I had to hold back my laughter, it being completely soaked and the tuft that normally stuck up was stuck to his forehead.

"(Y/n)! W-what brings you here?"

I growled, "Where is Chili? He rang me telling me he needed help."

"Oh, he's in the living room, but I doubt you want to go in there…"

I rolled my eyes, "I need to metaphorically murder him, now." Cilan gulped and let me in and I immediately walked into the living room to see Pansage in the same state Cilan was in, soaked, Panpour standing defensively in front of what looked to be a crying Cress, who was hugging a plushie, with Chili and Pansear both on the sofa scared looks on their faces. There was only one thing I had to say at this situation, "WHAT IN ARCEUS' NAME HAPPENED HERE?!"

Immediately five heads turned to me and Chili's eyes lit up, "OH (Y/n)! You're here help me! I'm going to be sprayed!"

I took a deep breath and pinched my nose, "Let me guess, you caused this, right, Chili?"

"WHAT?! Why is-fine yes… But not really!"

"Seriously, clearly this is a problem between you and Cress so, Cilan, tell me what happened if you do not mind."

"Chili was teasing Cress for some reason, about having a massive crush on Skylar, when he has no room to talk, when you have a crush yourself, Chili, so it just hurt Cress' feelings, which caused Panpour to get angry, and as for why me and Pansage are soaking, we got caught in the water gun that Panpour meant to hit Chili with."

I took a deep breath, "I see, Cilan, please you go and get some rest, I'll deal with these two, and also take those three with you, I don't want to get soaked or burned myself."

"Of course, (Y/n), thank you."

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"(Y/n), truth or dare?"

I rolled my eyes, "Truth."

Cilan smirked, "Do you have a crush on someone?"

"This question? Really? Honestly, crushes are the worst."

"You're avoiding the question, (Y/n). Answer it."

"Oh! I agree with (Y/n)!" Chili exclaimed, hugging me, "Whenever I'm near someone that I have a crush on, I start acting stupid."

I noticed Cilan and Cress both facepalming and I turned to Chilli, "Is that the case, Chili? Because you're always acting stupid. You should know better not to tease people about things."

His face turned the colour of his hair and he froze up, starting to sweat, "Hehehe…. Yeah, don't think too hard about that, please… For my sake…All right, next question. (Y/n), your turn.."

After a few more rounds and the triplets working out my crush was one of them, and with Cress having a crush on Skylar, and me assuring him in the past it wasn't him, and Cilan having a girlfriend, it was obvious who it was.

"Kiss your crush."

I froze up, "Why do you do this to me, Cilan? You know fine well-" I was interrupted by Cilan leaning into my ear, "Think back to what that conversation you and Chili had earlier… you said he 'always acts stupid', but it's only around you. He doesn't act like that when it's just the three of us."

I lightly smacked his shoulder and took a deep breath turning to Chili, who was sitting on my other side. I took another deep breath and leaned in, kissing his cheek, which caused his face to go the colour of his hair again and he dug his face into Pansear, who was perched on his lap. The fire monkey protested from being squeezed and hopped off, coming to sit on my lap, causing me to giggle as Chili's face was now on full display.

"You alright, Chili-Bean? Your face is all red… are you coming down with something?" Instead of responding, he just stood up, pulling me up with him, meaning Pansear was knocked onto the ground, and as Chili pulled me out the room, out of the corner of my eyes I saw Pansage helping Pansear up and checking over the fire-type monkey, the latter's face (like the peach/yellowy bit) turning a bit red, despite the tone of Pansear's voice, "Pan-sear! Pansear, Pan!"

The next thing I knew, I was on my back on Chili's bed, the redhead lying beside me with the door closed, and when I noticed this, I decided to speak, "Why are we here?"

"I-I wanted some privacy. Don't want those two seeing what is about to happen," he smirked and sat up, prompting me to do the same, which I did, before he took my cheek in his hand, kissing me. I relaxed into it and kissed him back, wrapping my arms around his neck in return. Soon we had to break off, due to lack of oxygen, and I leaned my head on his chest, slightly pushing, which caused him to fall back on his bed, me lying on top of him. I giggled and made myself comfortable, "Mmm, you're comfy, Chili. I love you."

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In the morning when we got downstairs, the sight on the sofa melted my heart, Pansage and Pansear were lying on the sofa, the former with an arm around the latter in a protective manner. I giggled and took my phone out taking a picture for later and leaned my head on Chili's shoulder, him wrapping an arm around me.

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Hehe yes this happened and I couldn't help myself with the little moment between the two monkeys at the end (:

Random Cilan Oneshot

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: Fluff

Reader's Relations: None

Reader's Home Region: Not Applicable

Warnings: None

Other notes: This is like College AU btw

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I sighed to myself sitting on my bed in my down room bored out of my mind. That was until the door opened, "So, uhh, (Y/n)... I'm going to be out for probably a while, don't worry about locking me out I have my dorm key so I can get back in when I come back."

I rolled my eyes, "Yeah yeah, you go do you, Hannah. Normally I don't ask with these situations, but would you be going to see Clemont by any chance?"

Immediately her face went red, "HEY!"

I just chuckled, "I'm right. I know it, you love him don't cha?"

"Oh shut up! Like you're totally not in love with that green-haired triplet!"

"OH FUCK OFF already, Hannah! I do NOT like him like that!"

She just raised an eyebrow at me, giving me a look that said, "Really?" and I just looked down at my Oshawatt, giving her a signal. Soon, Hannah's face was soaking wet due to Aqua Jet. I gave a small smirk at her annoyed face, "(Y/N)! You little-"

"Just go on your date Hannah. I'll be here when you get back."

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I smirked to myself as I knocked on the door of the triplets' dorm room. I waited for a minute before the door was opened by Cress, "Oh, hello (Y/n). What can I do for you?"

"I-Is Cilan here? I-I want to talk to him about something," I asked looking down at the floor and biting my lip. Cress knew of my crush on Cilan and without even seeing his face, I could tell he was in that phase of '(Y/n), I know what you want to say just from the way you're acting'.

Before Cress could reply however, there was another voice, "You can do it, just tell the girl of your dreams how beautiful you think she is and how much you want her to be your girlfriend! You can do this Cilan just walk up to-Oh hi, (Y/n)." My head shot up and without saying anything I turned around and ran off back to the dorm I shared with Hannah.

CILAN'S POV

"Do you know what that was about?" I asked Cress who had just shut the door. He just shook his head, "She said she wanted to talk to you about something, but why would she run off after seeing you in that case?"

"I don't know, that's why I'm asking you, Cress!"

"I know why."

I turned to Chili who was lying on his back on his bed, head dangling over the edge of the bed, his phone in his hand.

"Really? Why then? Also I wouldn't do that, all the blood will rush to your head."

"One, you're not my mum, two, I can't tell you."

"Tell me. (Y/n) is my friend, Chili, I want to make sure she's alright," I responded through gritted teeth, resisting the urge to strangle him. I then noticed Chili and Cress share a nervous look, "Okay you two know something I don't. Tell me now."

"We can't, Cilan. It's not our place, even if it will make you happy, we were told never to tell you or we'd be 'fried beyond all recognition' is how I think she put it," Cress spoke placing a hand on my shoulder.

"Fine," I replied, shrugging his hand off my shoulder, "You won't tell me, I'll go and ask (Y/n) myself what's up," I continued before walking out the dorm room, and towards (Y/n)'s. When I got to the door I heard sobbing from the inside and a voice I recognised to be Hannah's, "(Y/n), don't say that. I'm sure it's you he was talking about."

------------------------YOUR POV - AFTER YOU RAN OFF

Once I got back I flopped onto my bed and sobbed my eyes out, putting on a playlist on my phone, after a few minutes, I heard the door open and I tried to act as if I hadn't just been crying.

"(Y/n), why are you crying?"

"H-Hannah why are you back so quickly?!" I responded, wiping my eyes.

"That is irrelevant right now. Why are you crying?!" she responded, sitting on my bed and pulling me up into her side, "Tell me."

I shook my head, "If you want to know why, look up 'Teardrops on my Guitar' YouTube Music and listen. That will tell you why."

"I already know the song, (Y/n). Let me guess, you overheard Cilan talking about a girl he liked and you think it's no way that it could be you, which is why you're crying because you're head over heels for him."

I just started sobbing again and nodded, digging my head into her side, "Y-yeah."

"(Y/n), don't say that. I'm sure it's you he was talking about," Hannah replied, rubbing my back in an attempt to calm me down. It was then that there was a knock at the door to our dorm room and Hannah stood up to go and answer it, "You stay there I'll be back."

I sniffled and nodded as she walked out of the bedroom. I head part of the conversation from the bedroom however, "Cilan what do you want?"

"Is (Y/n) here? I really need to talk to her. Please? I messed up and I need to make up for my mistake."

"Fine, she's in the bedroom."

A few seconds later, Cilan walked into the room, "Uhh... hey, (Y/n)."

I sniffled and looked up at him, "Oh, hi, Cilan, need something?"

"C-can I sit down?"

I slowly nodded and he sat down next to me, "Listen. Why did you run off after you wanted to talk to me earlier?"

I took a deep breath, "Cilan, I'm going to tell you something, and you have to promise not to hate me afterwards, okay?"

"I promise, (Y/n), I could never hate you."

I took a deep breath, "It's just. I love you, like I've ha-" I was cut off when he placed a hand on the neck of my head and kissed me. I blinked in surprise and wrapped my arms around his neck deepening the kiss before pushing him on his back, changing position so I was straddling him, I leaned down and whispered in his ear, "You can stay for longer if you want... I don't mind." My only reply was him kissing my again, "Gladly."

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Hehe so many Cilan oneshots

Cress oneshot (NEEDS A NAME)

Requested?: No

Prompt: 1. "Delete that! I look terrible!" "I think you look beautiful.", 2. "Did you just kiss me?" (both taken from Pinterest)

Type of oneshot: Fluff

Reader's Relations: Friends with the triplets

AU?: Yes, High School

Reader's Home Region: Not applicable

Warnings: None

Other notes: None

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"I can't help it! Why did this have to happen to me?!"

I giggled and patted the redhead on the shoulder, "I feel ya, Chili, you have no idea how many girls I have had crushes on in the past and then they've turned out to be straight."

Chili just lifted his head up from the table it had been banged on a few minutes prior and gave me a blank stare and I immediately regretted it, "Sorry, that was probably the wrong thing to say…I just realised I gotta go do something!" I grabbed the remainder of my packed lunch and stood up, running off, leaving the triplets to have their own conversation.

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"Hey (Y/n)! Guess what!!" I turned around from talking to one of my friends to see Chili dragging Clyde, the guy he'd had a massive crush on for ages, behind him, a massive smile on the former's face.

"Oh, hey Chili, what's up?"

"I finally told him!"

I smiled widely, "That's great, Chili! I'm so happy for you!"

"Thanks, (Y/n)! I knew you'd be supportive! Now we gotta get you and Cress together!"

My head shot up, "What?! H-how did you know?!"

Chili just smirked and made a little nod to my friend, "I have my sources." I froze and turned to (F/n), sending her smirking face a glare, causing her to run off. I rolled my eyes and turned back to Chili, "Don't listen to what (F/n) says. She's al-"

"Chillax, (Y/n)! Cress likes you back!"

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"Group photo!" Chili exclaimed squishing the 6 of us in a hug, his phone in his hand, causing us all to look surprised as Chili snapped the photo. Once he'd taken it, he showed it to us with a massive smile, "This one's going as my background!"

"Chilli, delete that! I look terrible!" I squeaked, reaching out.

"Aww, don't be a party pooper, (Y/n). It looks great."

"I think you look beautiful," I heard from behind me, making my face flare up red as I turned around to see Cress right in front of me, causing my face to go even redder, "R-really?"

He just chuckled, "Would this prove my point?" Before I could reply, he'd taken my cheek in his hand and kissed me, causing my brain to go blank. Once he broke off, I was left utterly stunned. Once I'd managed to comprehend the situation, I still didn't believe what had happened, "D-did you just kiss me?"

Cress' face turned slightly pink and he turned away from me, nodding. I smiled widely and grabbed the collar of his shirt, pulling him in and kissing him. Breaking off, I smiled, "That makes me so happy to hear, Cress. To be honest, you have no idea how long I've had a crush on you."

"Same here, (Y/n)."

I smiled widely and kissed him again.

"And that's my new phone wallpaper!" I whipped my head around to look at Chili, glaring at him, "Don't you dare. You can keep the other one, delete that picture right now or you'll be dead."

I then heard chuckling from beside me, "I congratulate you two. (Y/n), I trust you'll take care of Cress for us."

"Of course, I wouldn't dream of hurting him at all. You know that, Cilan!" I joked, nudging his elbow, "In all seriousness though, I love him and would never ever do anything that could hurt him in any way," I continued leaning my head on Cress' chest/shoulder (depending on your height).

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And, another one! Please let me know if you can think of a title for this please.

FandomMas 2023 Day 6 - Chili

Fandom: Pokémon

Prompt: None

Reader's Relations: Chili’s girlfriend

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

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

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“You promised!”

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

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

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

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

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

“Thank you.”

“Look inside, I filled it with pictures!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

GymLeaderChili.exe has stopped working.

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

I nodded, “You’re gonna be a dad.”

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

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

“Merry Christmas to you too, (Y/n).”

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

Remus Oneshot - Visiting Hours

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

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

Song Used: Visiting Hours - Ed Sheeran

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

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

Reader’s House: Not Applicable

Reader’s Blood Status: Muggle-Born

Warnings: None/Sadness

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

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

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

“Dear Miss (Y/n) (L/n),

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

Yours,

Professor Minerva McGonagall,

Deputy Headmistress of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Thank you, Professor, bye.”

“Bye, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Want me to be your second too?”

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

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

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

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

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

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

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

Warnings: Mentions of death

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

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

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

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

“(Y/n), hello!”

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

“You’re hurt. (Y/n) what happened?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Kurt Oneshot - Similarities

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: (Platonic) Fluff 

Reader's Relations: Mr Schuester’s adopted daughter

Warnings:  None I can think of (if any of this is triggering lmk and I’ll make a note for the next time I write a oneshot with this sort of theme)

Other notes: Seriously do not ask how this came to my head. Also, in this, the reader is/you are lesbian, and also don’t ask about the ending. I might make a part 2 for this, 

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I released my hair from its prison called a bobble and let it hang loose over my shoulders as I walked down the halls of McKinley, my hockey stick over my shoulder and my, now, empty water bottle inside the bag containing my hockey stick, looking for my father’s office/classroom. However, I came across a sight that made my blood boil; two guys, who I guessed were, on the football team, were shouting at another boy.

“Hey, you two! Stop that right now!”

They turned to me, “Oh yeah, what are you going to do about it?”

I scoffed and pulled my hockey stick out from its bag, “Do you really want to find out? Because I’ll have you know that I’ve nearly ‘taken off my opponent's legs’ with this stick, as our team’s coach put it. So unless you want to end up in the hospital, I suggest you leave him alone.” The two guys then just ran off and I put my stick away before turning to the boy, “Hey, are you alright?” I asked, a smile on my face. He nodded, “I’m used to it, at least it wasn’t a slushie.”

“Why were they picking on you? Don’t worry, I won’t hit you with this,” I paused and pointed to my hockey stick, “It’s only for jerks and cheaters. I’m (Y/n) by the way.”

“Kurt. It’s nothing, just they do that to everyone.”

“Not to me.”

“Cause you scared them out of their socks.”

“Yeah, I guess I did. Anyway, I gotta go,” I smiled at him and then dashed off still trying to find my father, eventually just bumping into him.

“Oh, hello, (Y/n), what are you doing here?”

“We got back early from the tournament so I thought I’d come to see you here as I figured you wouldn’t be home yet and I kinda left my key at home so I wouldn’t have been able to get in.”

“I see, well this is a surprise, how’d it go?”

“Good. We thrashed everyone!”

“How many goals did you score?” he asked, as we started walking down the hall, I had a feeling I knew his destination, him being the coach for the Glee Club. I just smiled, “Well, let’s just say within the 3 matches we played, I scored more than 5 goals.” He patted me on the head, “Would you like to come to Glee Club today? I’m sure the club would benefit from hearing words of encouragement from a winner such as yourself.”

I gigged and rolled my eyes, “Sure.”

“Good, because here’s the choir room.”

The minute he walked into the room, me following, everyone went quiet. I took my stick off my back and leaned it up against the wall, walking over, prompting one of the girls, who had shoulder-length dark brown/black hair to pipe up, “Mr Schuester, who’s this?”

“Right, I almost forgot,” I gave a small, ‘hmph’ pouting in the process as my father gave a small chuckle, pulling me closer, “This is (Y/n), my daughter.”

“Adopted daughter thank you, now let me go, I’m still sweaty!” I managed to break free from his grasp and went to sit down at the side.

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After the club was finished for the day, I was approached by a guy with a small mohawk, “Hey there, you single?”

I rolled my eyes, “Shut it Puckerman, for your information, I’ve shot down every single boy who’s tried to ask me out, so don’t even try it.” with that, I stood up and hoisted my hockey stick back on my back, “Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to get home.”

“You lesbian or something?”

I rolled my eyes, “So what if I was? Why should it matter to you? No idea why anyone would want to go out with you.”

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“I thought I told you two to back off from Kurt or do you want to be beaten to a pulp?” I threatened the two boys who had Kurt pressed against his locker. This time however they just scoffed in my direction. I rolled my eyes and grabbed my hockey stick from my bag, wrapping it around one of their necks, “This is the last time I will go easy on you, Leave. Him. Alone.”

“What is going on here?!”

“This freak is threatening me!”

I rolled my eyes, “Give it a break, Jerkwad! You were the one that had Kurt pushed against his locker! There’s nothing wrong with being gay!”

We were eventually dragged into the principal’s office and I sat there, examining my fingernails, “For your information, I was defending my friend. This guy has been picking on Kurt because of his sexuality. It doesn’t matter who you love or what gender you are, we are all still human!”

“W-what happened? (Y/n)? What are you doing here?”

“This girl was caught with a hockey stick around the neck of another student, while also threatening him.”

I rolled my eyes, “I’ll state this again, I. Was. Standing. Up. For. My. FRIEND! And just so you know, you can’t expel me because I don’t even go to this school. Now, if you do not mind, I have a hock match I need to get to.” I grabbed Kurt’s hand, dragging him out, leaving the debate up to my father and the principal.

“You know, I’m going to take it upon myself to be your bodyguard Kurt.”

“Why did you stand up for me?”

I gulped and paused, “Promise you won’t say anything?” Kurt nodded and smiled, “Thanks, to tell you the truth, it’s cause I’ve been exactly in your position too. I was bullied in my High School years.”

“Really? But you’re like a, and don’t take this the wrong way, but you’re a badass.”

“To tell the truth, it’s an act I put on. The thing is I’m lesbian, and I was the only kid in my school that was out of the closet. So, I know how you feel.”

Eventually, I ended up transferring to McKinly High, and I started to feel safer. I had my father there to talk to if I got bullied, rather than bottling it up, as well as Kurt, who was like the brother I never had.

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“We’ll go next, Mr Schuester,” Kurt spoke standing up. I followed and we both made our way to the front.

(Bold is you, Italic is Kurt and underlined is both)

I am not a stranger to the dark

Hide away, they say

'Cause we don't want your broken parts

I've learned to be ashamed of all my scars

Run away, they say

No one'll love you as you are

But I won't let them break me down to dust

I know that there's a place for us

For we are glorious

When the sharpest words wanna cut me down

I'm gonna send a flood, gonna drown them out

I am brave, I am bruised

I am who I'm meant to be, this is me

Look out 'cause here I come

And I'm marching on to the beat I drum

I'm not scared to be seen

I make no apologies, this is me

Oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh

Another round of bullets hits my skin

Well, fire away 'cause today, I won't let the shame sink in

We are bursting through the barricades

And reaching for the sun

(We are warriors!)

Yeah, that's what we've become

(Yeah, that's what we've become)

Won't let them break me down to dust

I know that there's a place for us

For we are glorious

When the sharpest words wanna cut me down

I'm gonna send a flood, gonna drown them out

I am brave, I am bruised

I am who I'm meant to be, this is me

Look out 'cause here I come

And I'm marching on to the beat I drum

I'm not scared to be seen

I make no apologies, this is me

Oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh

This is me

Oh-oh-oh-oh

And I know that I deserve your love

Oh-oh-oh-oh

There's nothing I'm not worthy of

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh

When the sharpest words wanna cut me down

I'm gonna send a flood, gonna drown them out

This is brave, this is bruised

This is who I'm meant to be, this is me

Look out 'cause here I come

Look out 'cause here I come

And I'm marching on to the beat I drum

(Marching on, marching, marching on)

I'm not scared to be seen

I make no apologies, this is me

Oh-oh-oh-oh

(When the sharpest words wanna break me down)

(I'm gonna send a flood, gonna drown them out)

I'm gonna send a flood, gonna drown them out

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh

This is me

And… everyone’s faces were in shock. I smiled at Kurt and returned to my place as he went to sit back down. Throughout the rest of the competition, I just couldn’t get one thought out of my mind:

Am I actually a lesbian?

I’d had so much fun singing with Kurt and I tried to snap myself out of it, telling myself the fact I knew which was that Kurt was gay, at least he’d had the courage to tell people. Then there was me, with only two people that I knew properly, other than the people at my school, knowing that I was lesbian, them being Kurt and my father. After my best friend in school had outed me in assembly, I vowed never to tell anyone again.

Eventually, everyone had finished their duets and it was voting time. I was surprised when Kurt and I won and were even more surprised when my father actually let us take the dinner voucher for Breadstix, despite knowing that he was trying to get a couple together.

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“Where are you going all dressed up? Do you have a girlfriend and didn’t tell me?”

I rolled my eyes, “Dad, if I did, you know I would tell you, and I’m going out with Kurt. You know our ‘dinner at Breadstix that’s on you’? The duet competition?”

“Oh yeah, I guess I forgot. Now don’t you forget-Wait, nevermind.”

I rolled my eyes, knowing he was going to say ‘remember to use protection’, then remembered something, “Dad, nothing like that is going to happen. Remember, I’m lesbian and Kurt’s gay there’s no romantic or sexual attraction between us. Seriously, it's just friendship.”

“I know, I’m sorry, (Y/n). I just don’t want you to get hurt.”

“And I’m not going to get hurt. I have nothing but friendship love for Kurt… I think platonic is the word. Also, he invited me over afterwards for movies. Now if you don’t mind, I’ve got to go or I’ll be late for meeting him.”

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“Hey, Kurt, sorry I’m late.”

“It’s alright, now for free Breadstix!”

I giggled at his attitude as he pulled me inside and a waitress took us to a table. Throughout the night I really enjoyed myself and as we were walking back to Kurt’s house, ready to watch movies, I let out a little sneeze.

“You’re sneeze is adorable, you know.”

I just glared at him, “I am not cute! I’m a ferocious lion, not a tiny kitten… just a lion that’s cold… and didn’t bring her coat.”

I noticed Kurt chuckling and he made a ‘come here’ motion. I moved closer to him and he wrapped his coat around me as well, causing my face to heat up. I mentally cursed myself, why do you do this to me, feelings? I questioned how I’d managed to fall in love with him, when I’d had crushes on girls my whole life (never told any of them though), I was falling in love with a guy…. And not just any guy, one I knew for certain was gay, and who I considered to be my best friend.

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After watching the 3rd film, I leaned my head on Kurt’s shoulder, sighing in contentment and smiling, starting to feel sleepy, “Can I confess something to you?”

“Of course, (Y/n). You know anything you tell me I will not tell anyone.”

I smiled, “I’m glad I have a best friend like you, Kurt. I’ve never actually been kissed before, well I mean romantically.”

Kurt just looked at me, his mouth agape, “(Y/n), you have guys hanging off you every day!”

“Oh please, straight guys only want to get in your pants and then leave, like a ‘fuck and run’ scenario. I’ve rejected every single boy that’s ever made any form advance on me, romantic or otherwise…”

“I see… I’ve never been kissed either.”

I looked him in the eye and just before I knew it, I’d pushed him down on the sofa and kissed him. When I saw his shocked face and realised what I’d done, I immediately broke off and started to frantically apologise, “I’m so sorry Kurt! I wasn’t thinking! Sorry, sorry sorry!”

“(Y/n), stop apologising. I understand... And to be honest, I wouldn’t mind you doing it again.”

My face lit up, “A-are you sure?”

“As my dad told me, I’m not actually going to know if I’m gay if I go around avoiding girls my whole life.”

“S-so that’s what you see me as? An ‘experiment’ to see if you’re actually gay? Wow, that’s great words to hear from my best fr-” I stopped talking when he kissed me again, “No, that’s not it, (Y/n). well, not the whole of it. I feel something inside when I see you. You light up my whole life.”

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I quickly stood up and ran out of the choir room to the toilets, where I promptly emptied my stomach. I took a deep breath before standing up and flushing the toilet, cleaning my face in the sink, and wiping my mouth and hands before leaving the toilet to see Kurt pacing there, “Whatcha pacing for?” I asked getting his attention, “Shouldn’t you be back in the choir room?”

“I ran out, following you when you dashed out. Well, actually Mr Schuester told me to follow you to make sure you were alright, you know with us being ‘friends’ and all,” he spoke.

“Thank you, Kurt. I-I wanna go home, I just feel really sick.”

Kurt helped me walk back to the choir room, letting me wait outside as he walked back in, asking my father something before walking back out, “Told your father. He said it’s okay for me to take you home, but first, we’re going to the doctor’s, I was to know what’s wrong with you.”

“Kurt, you don’t have to take me to the doctor. If I’m still not feeling well in the morning, I’m sure my father will make an appointment for me.”

“I’m going to look after you, (Y/n).”

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“Is this your boyfriend?” the nurse asked, pointing to Kurt, who was standing next to me in the examination room.  I rolled my eyes, “Is that your business? I don’t believe so, just tell me what’s wrong with me.”

The nurse’s answer completely shocked me…

“I-I’m pregnant?”

The nurse nodded and Kurt ended up taking me home, me hyperventilating the whole time, questions circling my brain, “How am I going to tell my father? What am I going to tell him? What will the school think? Are you going to stop being friends with me?” These were only 4 of the thousands of questions in my head that I actually voiced to Kurt as we walked back.

“Firstly, I’ll be there when you tell him, he’s probably going to ask why we weren’t home when he got back, then we’ll tell him, as for the school, I don’t know, and no, I’m not going to stop being friends with you.”

I smiled, “Thanks Kurt… and here we are.” I opened the front door, trying not to be heard, however, that didn’t go as planned, “(Y/n)! There you are. Where did you go? Why weren’t you home when I got back?”

I bit my lip and looked away, not wanting to face him, as I felt Kurt’s hand on my shoulder, “I took her to the doctor, Mr Schuester. She threw up in the toilet and said she wasn’t feeling well, which is why I asked if I could take her home. I am sorry I took her without telling you, but I thought we’d be back before you.”

“I appreciate you looking after my daughter, Kurt, thank you. Now what did the doctor say, (Y/n)?” I dug my head into Kurt’s chest and shook my head, showing I didn’t want to talk about it, “No. Don’t want to admit it.”

“(Y/n), I’m not going to be mad, I promise, whatever is wrong with you, I’ll look after you until you get better.”

I leaned up to Kurt’s ear and whispered that I wanted him to tell my father. I got a shoulder squeeze in return and I felt Kurt nodding, “Mr Schuester, (Y/n) is pregnant.”

When silence was the only answer I lifted my head from Kurt’s shoulder, scared and nervous of my father’s response as I looked towards him.

“How? (Y/n), I thought you were lesbian… That’s what you told me.”

“I know, Dad, and I thought I was too, but after we went to Breadstix and were watching movies, I just felt something and yeah… I looked towards Kurt, burying my head in his chest again as he wrapped his arms around me, “P-please don’t kick me out.”

“(Y/n), come here please.”

I gulped and reluctantly broke away from Kurt, walking towards my father, who embraced me in a hug, “I’m not going to kick me out, I’m just surprised. I would never kick you out.”

I smiled and returned the hug, “T-thank you.”

----------------------- A MONTH LATER

I was walking down the corridor going to the Choir Room, when I walked past some of the Cheerios, who were gossipping, “Did you hear, (Y/n) is pregnant.”

“Really? Who’s the father?”

“I don’t know, surprising though, isn’t she like a lesbian?”

“I heard it’s that gay kid. I saw them going home together a few weeks ago.”

I shook my head and kept walking, only to be pushed against a locker again, “Watch where you’re going, freak!”

I blinked back the tears and all but ran to the Choir Room, thankful that Kurt was already there. I sat down next to him and he wrapped his arm around me, “What happened?”

“Well, the Cheerios know I’m pregnant, I heard them questioning it and about who was the father and stuff. Then I got pushed against my locker.”

“You need to tell Mr Schuester, (Y/n), if-”

“Need to tell me what?”

I shot up and froze, “Nothing! It’s nothing, I promise.”

However, he could tell I was lying, “(Y/n), Kurt can I speak to you two in my office please?” I sighed and stood up, Kurt following as we walked over to the small office, adjacent to the Choir Room.

“What is it you need to tell me, (Y/n)?”

“I said it’s-”

“(Y/n) is being bullied Mr Schue, I’d hazard that the whole school probably knows she’s pregnant by now if the Cheerios and football team do.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I didn’t want to worry you. I can handle it.”

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“Did you hear? The gay kid impregnated the lesbian one.”

I sighed and walked away from the two football players and walked down the corridor until I felt a hand on my shoulder shove me into a locker, scratching my back on the handle.

“Are you actually lesbian? Or did you just say that to get attention?”

“Why would I want this kind of attention? I came to this school to make friends after being bullied at my old one! Turns out it’s not safe anywhere!”

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From about the fourth month of my pregnancy, Kurt stayed every weekend to help look after me to give my dad a break.

“Can I get you anything, (Y/n)?”

“A new school where I won’t be bullied for my sexuality?” I asked, tears starting to stream down my face, “Some more friends? Actually…. Speaking of which, what are we, Kurt?”

“I believe I know the term,” he spoke, walking over and sitting next to me on the bed, kissing me, “Bisexual.” I giggled and returned the kiss, “What do you think we should name the little one? And before you ask, no, we’re not calling them Kurt Jr.”

“How did you know I was going to suggest that? Anyway, I took the liberty of noting down a few names,” he walked over to his bag and took out a piece of paper, “on here.” I gigged and took it from him, unfolding it to see an A4 sheet of paper, one side completely covered in girls’ names, the other in boys' names. I let out a chuckle, “Wow… that’s a lot of suggestions.”

“Can never be too prepared, (Y/n).”

I started to read through the names, “Can you pass me a pen please?” Kurt smiled, pecking my forehead before standing up and grabbing a pen, handing it to me. As I read through the names, I put a circle around the ones I liked, before handing it back to him, “I’ve circled the ones I like. Do you want to know the gender beforehand or wait until they’re born?”

“I’d like to know, but if you want to wait, I’m happy to wait.”

I smiled, “I want to know too.”

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Five months later, Gabriella Haille Amelia Hummel, was born. I had given her Kurt’s surname, something he was happy about he was ecstatic when he was allowed to hold her.

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So this is what happens when I am sleep deprived…. It’s 3731 words long…. Help