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.
----------------------END OF ONESHOT
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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."
---------------CHASE'S POV
"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!"
----------------YOUR POV
"(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....
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.
----------------------NO ONE’S POV
“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.”
—---------------------END OF ONESHOT
And another oneshot…
Fandom: Fantastic Beasts
Prompt: None
Reader's Relations: Newt’s girlfriend
Other Notes: This is set in the modern day by the way,
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“Oh come on, Pickett. There’s no need for that attitude.”
I just giggled as the bowtruckle in question stuck his tongue out at Newt, blowing a raspberry, causing him to look in my direction, “What?”
“It’s cute. You treat your creatures like children. I wonder what you’d be like with actual children, Newt,” I replied, leaning over and pecking his cheek, wrapping my arms around him. I broke off when I felt a weight on my shoulder and looked to my left to see Pickett sitting there, glaring at Newt, causing me to giggle again at his protests, “Pickett, going to (Y/n) won’t help your case.”
“Come on, Newt. It’s hard to stay mad at him when he’s this cute,” I spoke, letting Pickett ride on my shoulder as I walked over to the baby nifflers, hearing Newt muttering something about Pickett favouring me. After feeding the nifflers I walked back over to Newt, “I’m sure Pickett still loves you. I’d probably just call it a ‘phase’ that he’s being grumpy with you. I have a feeling he’ll be back to riding in your pocket in a few weeks, or even before then.”
I gave him another peck on the cheek and turned around, walking towards the stairs so I could go and get some food for myself, having been down with all the creatures all day. Just as I got to the bottom of the stairs, I felt Newt grab my wrist, “(Y/n), about what you said earlier… what did you mean about the whole ‘children’ thing?”
“Oh, I was just stating that you treat the creatures like your children and that I was wondering if you’d treat human children the same,” I replied, wrapping my arms around his neck, and leaning into his ear, “Because I think you’d be a great father.”
Without another word, I left him there completely stunned as to what I was implying as I made my way up the stairs and into the kitchen to get some food. A few minutes later, just as I was getting a plate out, I felt arms wrap around my waist. Now, if it hadn’t been 10 o-clock at night, and we hadn’t made sure that all the doors and windows were locked, I probably would have screamed, but due to the gently touch and the fact that I knew there was only one person who would dare to wrap their arms around my waist, I didn’t.
“Hey, Newt. Did you need something?” I asked, turning around after I placed the plate down on the bench, wrapping my arms around his neck.
“Not entirely, but I would like you to tell me something. What exactly were you implying earlier? When you said I’d be a good father?”
I giggled, my heart rate increasing at the fact that he was starting to work out what I meant/what I wanted, “I meant exactly what I said. You’d be a great father, Newt, and honestly,” I paused and bit my lip, not wanting to tell him what I was trying to tell him because I knew he already felt like all his creatures were his ‘children’ I was unsure whether he’d want human children around too, but I put the thoughts aside and continued, “I want to have kids.”
I muttered it more to myself than him and looked down, avoiding eye contact with him, so I didn’t have to see his reaction, leading me to be extremely surprised and let out a scream when Newt picked me up, causing me to tighten my grip around his neck, “Newton Artemis Fido Scamander! Put me down!”
“I understand now, (Y/n), and we’re not going to have children if we just stand around her waiting.”
I gasped and realised what he meant, causing my face to turn red as he continued to carry me up to our shared bedroom.
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“Thank you, Queenie, but how did you know?” I spoke, placing the small white knitted boots to one side so I could fold up the wrapping paper, “We haven’t even told anyone yet.”
“Oh, Honey, I can read your mind remember?” Queenie replied, “You shouldn’t have been thinking about it the last time you saw us.” I mentally slapped myself at forgetting the fact that Queenie was a legillimens and smiled, standing up and placing the small boots in the draw where I’d put the first ultrasound of mine and Newt’s baby. I returned to the living room to see Newt and Theseus talking to each other in a corner of the room, the latter grasping the former’s other arms.
NEWT’S POV
“You’ve got this, just ask her. What could go wrong?”
“She could say no. Theseus, you don’t know how much I love her, it’s going to hurt too much if she says no.”
“Which is not going to happen. I know that. She loves you, right?” I nodded and he continued, “She’s going to say yes, I know it. She’s carrying your child, Newt. She wanted you to be the father of her child/children, because she might want more in the future, she’s not going to say no.”
“If she does, I’m never speaking to you again,” I replied, as he let me go and I fiddled with the small box in my pocket, before walking back over to where (Y/n) was sitting.
YOUR POV
“(Y/n), I need to ask you something…”
I snapped from my daze of thinking about the future, and looked up at Newt, “Hm? Of course, go ahead Newt.” I could see him shaking and I could tell his heart rate had increased as he fiddled with something in his pocket, “(Y/n), I love you so much and… well I’m not good at this so I’m going just going to get straight to the point. It would make my Christmas if you were to marry me,” he spoke, getting down on one knee in front of where I was sitting, pulling out a small box from the pocket he has his hand in earlier. I gasped loudly, feeling tears come to my eyes, “Of course!” I could see him breathe a sigh of relief as he sat down next to me, placing the ring on my finger. I just smiled, kissing him, “Were you nervous about asking me?” He gave a slight nod and I giggled, “There was no need to be Newt. I would have said yes any time. Plus I’m already carrying your child, what made you think I would say no?”
Instead of a response, he just dug his head into my neck in embarrassment causing a chuckle to leave my mouth, “It’s okay. I understand.”
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Day 4 written! This was supposed to originally be a completely different oneshot, but I thought of this this morning and wanted to write it before th other, the other will get written as part of FandomMas, I just don’t know when.
Fandom: Ace Attorney Prompt: “It’s bold of you to assume I haven’t eaten my entire advent calendar.” Reader's Relations: None
“(Y/n)……” “Yes, Athena?” I replied, turning to face her, and looking up from the case file I was reading through. “Why are advent calendar chocolates so small?” She wined, sitting down next to me on the sofa in the agency, stretching herself over my lap, causing me to giggle, as I started to stroke my fingers through her hair gently, “I don’t know, Athena, but I’ll have a bet it’s because they’re meant for small children, and said children normally want to open them before breakfast and chocolate isn’t a good breakfast food.” “But chocolate’s so good! Why can’t they be bigger?” “You’ll just have to put up with it, Athena. There’s nothing I can do about it, did you remember to open today’s door?” “Of course. It’s bold of you to assume I haven’t eaten the entire thing already.” I giggled to myself, “How did I guess you already did that? And before you ask, no you’re not getting any of mine!” “You’re my favourite person, (Y/n)!” I rolled my eyes again, feeling my face turn slightly pink as I chuckled trying to conceal it, knowing she was just trying to butter me up to get my chocolate, “That isn’t going to work, Athena. You’re not going to get any of mine, no matter how much you try to butter me up.” “That’s not what I was trying to do!” “Sure… I don’t believe you, Athena.” “Oh come on!” My head shot up immediately at the outburst from Trucy, causing her to squeak, “Polly, look at this scene again and tell me they’re not dating!” My face turned bright red at the statement from Trucy as Apollo turned to look as well, “Trucy, if they were dating I’m sure we’d know by now. Athena’s just being herself.” “Hey!” “Hmph. Well then, I’m sure Daddy agrees with me.” “Unfortunately, Trucy, I’m with Apollo on this. We’d all know if (Y/n) and Athena were dating.” “But just look at the scene! The fact that Athena is letting (Y/n) rake her hands through her hair is proof enough! Athena’s expressed several times before that she doesn’t like anyone touching her hair, yet she’s not protesting to (Y/n) raking her hands through it!” Trucy spoke out, sitting down.
“(Y/n)! Take this off my head now!” Athena protested as I refused to untie the blindfold from over her eyes. “Nope! It’ll ruin the surprise if I do!” I replied as I booped her on the nose, sitting down on the sofa opposite her, taking out my guitar that I’d been gifted as a birthday present, before giving a nod to Trucy who bounced over and removed the blindfold from Athena’s head as I started singing, “We're far apart, in every way, but you're the best part of my day and sure as I breathe the air, I know we are the perfect pear. On a prickly path that goes on for miles, but it's worth it just to see you smile and I cannot be pulled apart from the hold you have on my heart and even if the world tells us it's wrong, you're in my head like a catchy song. The seasons change, and leaves may fall, but I'll be with you through them all and rain or shine, you'll always be mine. On a prickly path that goes on for miles. You're the only one who makes it all worthwhile and you should not blame me too, if I can't help fallin' in love with you,” as I finished singing, I felt my face turn bright red and I looked up at Athena to see her face the same colour, but before I could say anything, she’d pounced on me and kissed me. I blinked, not expecting her to feel the same, but I wrapped my arms around her, kissing back before breaking off when I remembered the others in the Agency. “Polly, you owe me!” “What?! Oh come on, Trucy, that’s not fair, you knew they liked each other. You were the one who orchestrated this whole confession!” “You still lost the bet, Polly, hand over the money!” Trucy persisted, holding out her hands towards Apollo. At this point I was too busy laughing at Apollo’s face to get mad at the two of them for betting on mine and Athena’s relationship, as Apollo begrudgingly took out a note, placing it in Trucy’s hands. She pocketed it and smirked, looking back at me and Athena, “Oh yeah, I bet Polly that you two would be together by the end of the year, and looks like I won by a week.” —------------------END OF ONESHOT Again, sorry for not posting yesterday, but I’ll get today’s written as well before I go to sleep.
Oh yea it’s all coming together
Requested?: No
Prompt: None
Type of oneshot: Fluff
Reader's Relations: Friends with the triplets
Reader's Home Region: Unova (You live in Striaton City btw)
Warnings: None
Other notes: For the purpose of this, you have a Pichu (was gonna be Blitzle cause gen 5, but doesn't work for my idea) and a Tepig as your starter (the rest you can decide on yourself) also cause the anime is dumb, for this oneshot, Panpour knows dig (cause for some stupid reason, Pansear and Pansage know dig, but Panpour doesn't…..grrrrrrr - I ranted to a friend about this for a while)
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"We can do this Tepig."
"Te…" Tepig replied looking up at me. I smiled down, "Don't worry, you don't have to battle Panpour. I have my secret weapon remember?"
"Tepig!"
I took a deep breath and opened the door to the restaurant, which was actually the Striaton Gym. I was immediately knocked over by a flash of red hair, "(Y/n)! I missed you!"
I giggled, "Hello to you too, Chili."
"So… what brings you by today?" he asked, getting off me and allowing me to stand up and Tepig jumped into my arms. I rolled my eyes and looked at Tepig, then looked at Chili, and then back to Tepig... And you get the idea. After two minutes of looking back and forth between Tepig and Chili, the latter continued to give me a blank stare. I just facepalmed, "Are you dense? I'm here for a gym battle."
And that set off a spark in his brain before he smirked, "I see…. And you picked Tepig on purpbecauseause you get to battle Cress… A,ww you love him!"
"SHUT IT! I DO NOT! I just picked Tepig because I wanted Tepig, that's all. If I got to choose, I'd battle you, then maybe I could knock some sense into you!"
"Hey!"
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"Panpour, come help out!" Cress shouted. I took a deep breath and took out a Pokéball from my bag, placing Tepig down beside Cilan, much to the disappointment of the small fire-type Chili was reffing the match.
I stood on the small pedestal for the challenger and threw the Pokéball in the air, "Pichu! I choose you!"
I saw the colour drain from Cress' face but he soon regained composure, calling out for Panpour to use Dig. I just smirked, not giving Pichu a command, which confused everyone that was near the battlefield.
"You do realise you're supposed to dodge, right? Ground-type moves are super effective against electric types!"
I smirked and turned to Cress, "Speak for yourself, look at Panpour." Cress looked to the water-type monkey, who was struggling to move, electrical sparks coming off him, "Pan…"
"Huh?!"
My smirk grew, "Pichu's ability is Static, if an opposing Pokémon makes contact with her then there's a chance that Pichu's opponent will become paralysed." With the silence that followed, I let out a small chuckle, "Pichu time to wrap this up, use Thunderbolt!"
"Pi-Chu!"
A direct hit… even though Cress had tried to get Panpour to dodge, the water monkey was unable to move due to the paralysis.
"Panpour is unable to battle, Pichu is the winner! And that means the victory goes to (Y/n), the challenger!"
I smiled and picked Pichu up, "Well done, girl."
"Pi!" Instead of walking over to Cress, to get the badge, as other challengers had done in battles that I'd watched, I walked back to my bag and took out a Paralyse Heal, then walked up to Cress, "Here, for Panpour."
He gave me a quizzical look, and I rolled my eyes, "It's a Paralyse Heal, it will cure the Paralysis." He gave me a smile and thanked me, taking it and using it on Panpour as well as a potion to heal him.
"Here's your badge, (Y/n). Well done."
I returned the smile and took the badge, placing it carefully in my badge case, "Thank you. You battled well too. If Panpour wasn't a water-type, I probably would have been in a sticky situation because ground-type moves are super effective against electric types. A-anyway I should really get going… My mum said I had to come back the minute the battle was over and tell her all about it so…" I turned around quickly, trying to hide the blush on my face from the close contact with Cress and went to walk off, but I felt a hand grab my wrist, "(Y/n) wait… I-I need to tell you something."
I turned around to be met with a slightly pink-faced Cress and nodded, "Sure, what is it?"
"Uhh, well.. I guess… what I'm trying to say is.." before he could say anything else, I saw Chili behind him give him a push and I felt myself be pushed from behind too, causing me to fall into Cress, the two of us landing on the floor of the room with the battlefield. My face turned bright red as I scrambled to get up, "I'm so sorry! I must have tripped over my own feet. I-" I was cut off when I felt Cress place a hand on the back of my neck and kiss me. My eyes widened and I wasted no time kissing him back.
"I-I love you."
"I love you too, (Y/n), that's what I was trying to tell you before those two got involved. I am perfectly capable of confessing without your help!" The last sentence was directed at Cilan and Chili who were standing not far off, smirks on their faces.
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Just some Cressy Fluff for you….but next will be another Cilan oneshot
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.
Requested?: No
Prompt: None
Type of oneshot: Fluff
Reader's Relations: None of importance
Warnings: None I can think of
Other notes: 1) You’re the principal of Dalton’s daughter. 2) You’ve been pretending to be a guy for a while. 3) Sebastian is in this, but i haven’t actually watched any of the episodes where he’s in (i’m only on like season 2) so he’s prob going to be ooc, but even then he only appears for like a minute, and you’re really good friends with him. 4) (M/n) means male name (cause you’re pretending to be a guy.) 5) Kurt doesn’t like Blaine in this (Kurt is my special lil bean and I don’t wanna make him sad)
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“Can I ask you a question? Are you guys all gay?”
I let out a small chuckle at Kurt’s question, before taking a sip of the (insert drink) in front of me, as Blaine answered his question, “Uh, uh, no. I am, but no, these two have girlfriends.”
“I’m bisexual,” I spoke up, after swallowing the mouthful of (drink).
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“Seb! Come back here! I told you to stop stealing my things!”
I turned around and got out of the way just in time so I didn’t get knocked over by Sebastian running, however, (M/n) did bump into me, “Sorry! I wasn’t looking where I was going. Sebastian stole my comb again and he won’t give it back, gotta run!” before he ran off chasing Sebastian again. Kurt helped me stand up and I thanked him, “Kurt, can I tell you something? I’m in love… with (M/n).”
“I’m happy for you Blaine, really! Just tell him!”
I shook my head, “I can’t.”
“Why?” Kurt asked, “It’s not like he’s straight or something.”
“It’s not that. It’s obvious he likes Sebastian, and I can tell Sebastian feels the same.”
“How do you know for certain? Because of the amount of time they hang out with each other? I’ll ask (M/n) if he likes anyone and try get him to tell me who, then you’ll have your answer.”
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“(M/n), question. Do you like Sebastian?”
“Well, yeah. Of course, I do! He’s my best friend.”
Kurt just let out a groan, “I mean romantically.”
“Oh… No, I don’t. Plus he’s gay anyway,” I replied, staring up at the clouds.
“But you’re a guy too…. Wait a minute, (M/n), are you a gi-”
“SHHHH! Fine, yes, just don’t tell anyone.”
“How though? Dalton’s an all-boys school.”
“My dad’s the principal. To be honest with you, Kurt, I got bullied at my old school because I was bisexual. I begged my dad to let me come to Dalton because of the ‘No bullying’ policy and he did immediately say no, due to Dalton being an all-boys school, but I told him that I could pretend to be a guy. I would take cutting my hair and wearing a binder over being bullied any day of the week, so my dad agreed, and I’ve been going here ever since. You and Sebastian are the only two that know I’m a girl, that’s why Sebastian keeps stealing my stuff. I’d like to keep it that way if you don’t mind, so please don’t tell anyone! Please, I’m begging you.”
Kurt just gave me a hug, “I promise I won’t say a word.”
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“Where is it? Where are you, you stupid binder?!” These were some of the questions that were floating around my head as I searched my room, almost turning it upside down trying to find it. I eventually gave up and growled to myself as I buttoned up my Dalton blazer, fixing my hair in the mirror, “Well, I guess I’ll have to roast today,” I told myself as I looked out the window, seeing that the sun was shining brightly. I sighed and left my room heading to my first class of the day.
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“Curse you, sun!” I growled, lying on my back, fanning myself with my hand, “Why does it have to be so hot?!”
I heard Blaine chuckling beside me, “Just take your blazer off, (M/n). We’re allowed to if it's this hot.”
“NO!” I exclaimed, swatting his hand away as he placed it on my shoulder, shocking him and Kurt, “I-I mean… I don’t want to get it dirty… So I’d rather keep it on.”
“Then just unbutton it.”
I shook my head, “No.”
“What are you hiding? (M/n), I know you’re hiding something from me… Tell me,” Blaine protested starting to poke me, knowing it got on my nerves. I rolled my eyes and mouthed to Kurt for him to help me. He smirked and just gave Blaine a nudge, pushing him into me, causing us to fall onto the grass. I felt my face heat up and I saw Blaine’s eyes widen when we realised where his hands were: on my chest.
“Y-you’re a girl?!”
I immediately pushed him off me and ran off, ignoring his shouts for me to come back, and ran back to my dorm room, shutting myself in.
A few minutes later, I heard a knock on the door of my dorm room, “(M/n)... You in there?”
“Go away!” I replied, “I know you hate me or not telling you-”
“I don’t,” I heard Blaine reply from the other side, “I want to talk to you. Please?” I sighed and stood up, opening the door, and letting Blaine inside. I encouraged him to sit next to me on my bed and spoke quickly, “Yes I am a girl, my real name is (Y/n), but you can’t tell anyone else, please. I’ve been pretending to be a boy cause I persuaded my dad, who is the principal, to let me come here because I was bullied for being bisexual at my old school, so when he let me come here, I cut my hair and started wearing a binder so I’d seem more like a boy. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, but my father didn’t want me to tell anyone.”
“Does anyone else know?”
I nodded, “Sebastian and Kurt. Sebastian because he walked in on me getting dressed once, and I’m sure the image still hasn’t left his brain, and Kurt because when I was telling him I didn’t have romantic feelings for Sebastian, I said “Plus he’s gay anyway”, and Kurt figured it out from that that I wasn’t a boy. I pro-”
I was cut off when he took my cheek in his hand, kissing me. I was shocked due to the fact that I’d thought he liked Kurt, but wrapped my arms around him, kissing back, something I’d wanted to do for ages. When we broke off, I spoke up, “B-but I thought you were gay.”
“I thought I was too. When I realised I was in love with you, I thought I was gay, but now, at least bisexual.”
“So, even though you know I’m a girl, your feelings haven’t changed?”
Blaine nodded and I smiled, “Does that mean I can kiss you again?”
He chuckled and nodded, kissing me again.
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More oneshot…