Deductions Or Doctor? - John X Reader
Deductions or Doctor? - John x Reader
Requested?: No
Prompt: None
Reader's Relations: Sherlock and Mycroft's Sister
Warnings: None
Other Notes: In this you're part of Scotland Yard (it's for a certain reason….)
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"THAT'S IT! I'm GOING to actually kill Lestrade next time I see him!" I shouted slamming the door to 221B Baker Street behind me and walking upstairs.
"And what's up with you?"
I ignored John's question and sat down on the sofa, starting to angrily tap my foot on the floor.
"It's clear. (Y/n) is distres-"
"Don't you bloody dare be a smart ass Sherlock, I'm not in the bloody mood for your deductions right now. If you want to know, I'm rather annoyed because every time there's an even remotely 'exciting' case, Lestrade is immediately 'Oh let's get Sherlock Holmes. He'll solve this for us', and it just pisses me off. I mean, seriously, what impression does it give the people of London if Scotland Yard can't even solve one bloody case, always getting you," I pointed directly to my brother at that moment before continuing, "to solve any case we get, like come on!"
"I see. So, Lestrade isn't actually the cause of your frustration, it's me."
I scoffed, "Don't be so damn full of yourself Sherlock! Not everything is about you!" I replied standing up and walking to the kitchen, "Do we have anything I can eat? I'm starving."
"Strange. Are you feeling okay, (Y/n)? Normally you don't eat much."
I smiled, "Thanks for the concern John. I'm not sure, you are right, I mean I guess I did throw up this morning and I was feeling a bit lightheaded today."
"Hmm."
"What exactly does 'hmm' mean?" John asked, to which I rolled my eyes, "That is a question that's never going to get an answer, John. One thing about Sherlock is that he never explains himself!"
"Well I'm about to if you let me speak, (Y/n)!" Sherlock interrupted, continuing to pace around the flat. I rolled my eyes, "You're not the doctor here, Sherlock! So if there's something wrong with me, then John's the one that would know, not you!" I retorted, continuing to tap my foot on the ground angrily.
"Please stop doing that, it's incredibly annoying when I'm trying to think."
"Oh shut it, Sherlock! Just go into your little 'Mind Palace' or whatever you call it. I am not in the mood for this!"
"Ahh, (Y/n), you're back. I had a feeling you'd be in a bad mood, so I made you your favourite."
I smiled and ceased my foot tapping, turning to the doorway, "Mrs Hudson, you are my saviour! I'm starving and this is exactly what I need right now." I walked up to her and took the tray, going to sit at the sofa, seeing as it was the only available space, as Sherlock's 'experiments' had taken over every other surface in the flat, and digging in. The food was great, however the glass of water that Mrs Hudson had given me tasted like wax and I reluctantly swallowed it, "Eeugh. That tastes disgusting."
"Hmm, further proof of my theory. John, take a sip of that water."
"Why should I? (Y/n) said it tasted disgusting, I'm not going to-"
John, it's for an experiment, taste the bloody water!" Sherlock snapped and John quickly walked over as I handed him the glass, continuing to eat the food.
"That tastes perfectly normal."
"Oh great… so there is something wrong with me… yay," I spoke out sarcastically. Sherlock turned to me, a smirk on his face, "Well, I wouldn't say 'wrong' (Y/n)… Although, I guess it depends on how you'd feel about becoming a mother," he whispered the last part to himself, but I still heard it, "What the bloody Hell are you talking about Sherlock?! I am not-"
"You're pregnant."
I burst out laughing, "You have GOT to be kidding Sherlock, there's no bloody way I could be pregnant! I don't even have a boyfriend for crying out loud!"
"That is irrelevant. Last night you arrived back late, after midnight to be specific, as I was still awake when you returned, working on a case, I'll have you know, and I heard your footsteps, then this morning there was a stench of alcohol coming from your room, and I noticed a glass of water and some pain killers on your bedside table this morning.-"
"I put those there, Sherlock, just stop showing off please, it's getting annoying. I'm the doctor here, if (Y/n) is pregnant, I'll be the one to be able to tell that, not you."
"All the signs are there, John. They're all there. Signs of first trimester pregnancy: Morning sickness, increase in appetite and food and drink tasting different."
"Then explain the 'how', Sherlock, my dear brother," I spoke, standing up and crossing my arms, "Let us hear your amazing theory of how the bloody Hell I can be pregnant without even having a damn boyf-"
"One night stand."
"I beg your pardon!" I squeaked, "Sherlock! I am your sister, OLDER sister to be precise, how bloody dare you!"
He just smirked at me, putting his hands together in front of his face, "I'm right though, aren't I?"
I sighed and sat back down on the sofa, "I guess it's a possibility. I did go to the bar last night to celebrate finishing the case, but one minute I am sitting at the bat having a beer, then the next thing I know I'm in some random guy's bed compete-"
"You don't need to finish that sentence, (Y/n)."
It was then that a mass surge of panic took over me, "What am I going to do?! I'm a highly respected Inspector at Scotland Yard, if this gets out to the Press it's going to ruin my whole career! I can already imagine the headlines 'Respected Scotland Yard Inspector (Y/n) Holmes Disgraced Due to Pregnancy!' I just don't know what to do!" I lay on my back on the sofa, my arm over my eyes, trying to hide the face I was crying from the two of them.
"We'll keep it a secret somehow, (Y/n)."
"How?! At the moment it's going to be easy, but it's going to get extremely hard once she starts showing, Sherlock! What's your plan then? Keep (Y/n) hidden forever?!"
"No," Sherlock replied, "It's simple, John you're a doctor, right?" John sighed and I rolled my eyes, as Sherlock continued, "Well, you can do check-ups on her when she needs them and then-"
"Sherlock, I'm an army doctor! I have no experience in childbirth!"
"That is true. In that case, we're going to have to change plan. John you will pretend to be (Y/n)'s boyfriend when she needs to go for check-ups or whatever, and when the baby is born, pretend that you're the father."
"Is that really a good idea? Why me specifically?"
Sherlock took a deep breath, "Well we can't let anyone else know, and I can hardly do it. She's my SISTER, John! That's just unsettling."
John sighed, "You're right," before turning back to me, "You alright with this, (Y/n)?" I nodded shyly, "I-I don't want this to ruin everything, but we're going to have to tell Mycroft at some point, Sherlock."
"No. Not a good idea. He'll just.. No."
"Sherlock! He deserves to know he's going to be an uncle in nine months!"
"Okay fine, but not right now."
"Okay."
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"You feeling okay, (Y/n)?" John asked, rubbing my back as we sat in the waiting room, "This is your last check-up."
"I know. I've just been thinking. Amelia really deserves to have a father figure in her life and…"
"Y-you want me to be a father figure to her?!"
I nodded, a smile on my face, "Would you do that for me, John?"
Before he had a chance to respond, a nurse came over, "Miss Holmes, Doctor Matthews is ready for you now." I nodded and turned back to John. Taking a deep breath, I grabbed his cheeks and kissed him before standing up and following the nurse off, scared of what John's reaction was going to be.
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I smiled and thanked Doctor Matthews before leaving her office and walking back out to the waiting room. I saw John sitting in the same place he'd been before and when he spotted me, he stood up and walked straight up to me, grabbing my upper arms and kissing me. I blinked out of surprise but soon melted into it.
"Y-you like me back?" I asked, swallowing the lump in my throat. He nodded in response and I smiled, leaning my head on his shoulder, "That makes me happy. I take it you want to to be Amelia's father figure then?"
John's only response was kissing me again, which I took as a yes, as the two of us left the hospital, John hailing a taxi back to Baker Street for us. When we got upstairs, I sat on the sofa and John came to sit next to me. I immediately snuggled into his side the best I could with my growing stomach and smiled, feeling him wrap an arm around me.
"Now this is strange because I don't actually know, what is going on with you two?"
I giggled and gave John a 'You want to tell him or should I?' look, to which he spoke, "Sherlock, I'm dating your sister, and there's nothing you can say to stop me."
Sherlock blinked in response, "Well then, I wish you both luck, but John, you hurt my sister, you're dead to me."
"Got it, Sherlock."
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Sitting alone in the flat, again I was bored, shooting at the small target that I'd put up on the wall to shoot at. However, soon I heard the door being opened and I smiled, knowing I wasn't alone anymore, however that smile soon faltered when I saw who had walked through the door. I immediately stood up and changed my grip on the gun, "what do you want, Moriarty? You know I can just call Sherlock right now to tell him you're here. I'm sure he'd love to finally catch you!"
He just chuckled, "Nothing this time, I was just passing by and thought I might come to say hello."
I gulped as he walked closer to me, continuing to speak, "I was also thinking of what a useful purpose you could have to me."
"What are you-" before I could finish, he'd placed a pair of glasses on my face and I lost control of my own body.
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I awoke in a strange room that I didn't recognise for the first few minutes, until I realised it was my childhood bedroom.
"Why am I here?"
"Don't you see it? You're bait."
"What for?"
I started shaking from nerves as I heard that evil chuckle again, "Oh dear… I guess you're not the same as your brother then… Can't you deduce why?"
I sighed, knowing fine well, "Sherlock. You're using me as bait to lead him to you."
"Correct."
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"Sherlock? Your phone buzzed."
"Hmm, can you read it for me."
Instead, John just threw it on my lap, "Read your own texts." I picked my my phone and my eyes widened, "John, come with me now," I spoke hastily, standing up and grabbing my coat, seeing that John hadn't moved, "Come on."
"Are you going to tell me?"
I rolled my eyes, "It's Lestrade, (Y/n) has been taken somewhere."
"W-what? How does Lestrade know?"
"This," I replied showing him my phone, on it was a picture of a note, that Lestrade had sent along with the text, the note explaining that (Y/n) had been kidnapped as well as a code to her location.
-----------------YOUR POV
"(Y/n)! We found you!"
I looked up to see Sherlock, with John and Mycroft both behind him. I smiled thankful they'd found me but then remembered, "You three need to get out of here. Moriarty is-"
"-Right here with you all. Now back up from her."
My heart started pounding again as Sherlock backed off, John and Mycroft doing the same, as Moriarty walked closer to me allowing me to stand up, "Now, Sherlock, I see you fell for it, now this is going to be your downfall. At the hands of your own sister."
"What are you talking about?"
Moriarty turned back to me, placing a gun in my hands and smiling evilly, as I then felt metal on the back of my neck, "This. You shoot one of them, and I'll let the other three of you go free," as he spoke I started to formulate ideas in my head of how to get out of this one of which being…, "If you shoot yourself, I'll let all three of them go, and if you choose not to shoot anyone, then I'll shoot you."
Again, I thought of something, but Moriarty had already realised I thought of it, "And, if you shoot me, you'll all be shot too."
I gulped and thought for a moment, before I heard three voices;
"(Y/n), shoot me, they're your brothers," John.
"(Y/n), shooting Mycroft is the better idea, then you will be able to live yourself," Sherlock.
"Don't be ridiculous (Y/n). You should do us all a favour and shoot our little brother." Mycroft.
My heart started pumping faster, and I spoke, "So… just weighing my options here," I paused and pointed the gun towards Mycroft, "There's the older brother who pretended I was invisible for 5 years, but if it weren't for him I wouldn't have my dream job of working in Scotland Yard," I then pointed it towards John, "The love of my life and the best friend I have ever had," and finally at Sherlock, "And the younger brother, who makes the whole of Scotland Yard look like idiots whenever he solves a case, as well as being an arrogant psycopath."
"I think you'll find it's 'Highly Functioning Sociopath'," Sherlock spoke out to which I rolled my eyes, blinking back the tears as well, "Now is not the time for this, Sherlock, I don't care right now what you want to call yourself."
I took a deep breath, "I have made my decision, but before I do this, please, let John and Mycroft go. I don't want to them to see this." My heart was pounding heavily and for once, Sherlock showed emotion, fear and surprise were in his eyes.
"Very well," Moriarty spoke, and I felt the metal leave my neck. While he was opening the door, letting John and Mycroft leave, I turned my attention to Sherlock, "Sher, on the count of three, run."
"What?"
"Run. On 3."
"What about you?"
"I know what I'm doing, just trust me on this, please." He nodded as Moriarty walked back and I felt the gun on my neck again. I took a deep breath.
"I'm waiting."
As my heart was pounding, I pointed the gun in my hands at Sherlock, mouthing out to him, "3, 2, 1."
"RUN!" As he ran I felt a gunshot, however, I felt neither a bullet hit me nor any pain. I smirked at Moriarty's confused face, as I punched him, running out after Sherlock, making sure to bring the gun that had been in my hands with me.
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Once I'd ran out, I found John and Mycroft, but before anything could be said, a gunshot was heard, causing the three of us to grow silent.
"She didn't… did she?"
"Probably, knowing (Y/n). She told me to run, and not look back, so…"
"Oh well, I wouldn't be so sure. You might want to look behind you."
YOUR POV
I smirked as I walked up to the three of them, a smile on my face seeing their confused faces, "You boys okay?"
"How did you escape? We heard a gunshot."
I smirked and pecked John on the lips, "You should learn never to underestimate me. I realised the gun that I had to shoot one of you with didn't have any bullets in it at all, so while Moriarty was letting you two out, I switched the guns, so the one I had had bullets, and the one pressed against my neck didn't. That way when I told you to run I wouldn't be hurt when I was shot after letting all three of you survive. Oh and… you should probably know, Mycroft, but you're going to be an uncle soon."
"I guessed that, there's no way you could gain that much weight in that short of a period of time."
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I smiled as I now held Isabella in my arms. She looked just like me, something that I was thankful about.
"How are you feeling, (Y/n)?"
I looked up and smiled at John, "Much better now you're here. How are Sherlock and Mycroft holding up?"
"You don't want to know what's going on out there. Seriously, they're both at each other's throats about who is going to be a better uncle."
I giggled as John came and sat down, smiling, "Yeah… that sounds like my brothers, you want to hold your daughter?" John just looked at me in confusion, "but sh-"
"No biologically, but you're her father figure, John. Plus, she's going to grow up believing you are her father, so may as well let you know-" before I could finish, he'd kissed me, "Okay, I get the idea, but on that point. I-I have a question for you, (Y/n). Will you marry me?" he asked, kneeling down beside the hospital bed and pulling a small velvet box from his pocket, opening it to reveal a ring. I felt myself tearing up and tried to blink them back, "YES!" John let out a sigh of relief and perched on the side of the bed, leaning down and pecking me on the lips before placing the ring on my finger.
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And here we go. I admit this worked better in my head….
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John Laurens Oneshot - Strangers to Lovers
Requested?: No
Prompt: “Take my seat.”
Type of oneshot: Fluff
Timing: Modern AU
Reader's Relations: None
Warnings: Mentions of cheating, swearing, random people being dicks in public
Other notes: None?
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I sighed in relief as the bus I needed finally arrived at the stop. Once I got on, I sighed, seeing there were no available seats and grabbed a hold of a nearby pole for standing passengers, placing a hand on my 6-month-pregnant stomach, hearing a whisper of, “Son, come here and let the lady sit down.”
“No! I want to sit down!” the child replied. I just sent a smile the the father in a ‘it’s fine, I’m used to it’ way.
That’s when I felt a tap on my shoulder, “Miss, here, take my seat. I’m getting off soon anyway.”
I turned around and was met with a freckled face and brown hair, tied up in a low ponytail, the man wearing a white t-shirt with turtles on it. I smiled as he stood up and thanked him, sitting down, feeling relieved at the weight being removed from my legs.
“Thank you again, sir. I like your T-shirt by the way.”
“Thank you. Turtles are just the best!”
I let out a giggle, “I agree.”
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A few minutes later the bus arrived at my stop. I stood up and thanked the driver before getting off and finishing the small walk home I had from the bus stop. That’s when I felt another tap on the shoulder, “Sorry, Miss. I didn’t get your name. It seems we were getting off at the same place.”
“Oh, I’m (Y/n). What about you?”
“John. You’ve got a pretty name. Oh, shit, I shouldn’t be flirting, I can tell you’re already in a relationship,” he muttered the last statement his eyes darting to my stomach.
“T-thank you, and it’s fine. I was, but not anymore. My boyfriend was excited about the two of us having a baby, but a few days ago, I found out he had been cheating on me since before he got me pregnant and that he was dumping me for her when I told him there was a chance that our baby wouldn’t be perfect. I don’t have the best eyesight, I’m dyslexic, and I’m a carrier of a genetic ‘deformity’, I hate that word, a thing that my mum has that could get passed down to this child. The girl my ex was cheating on me with has no problems with her DNA, has perfect eyesight and she’s gorgeous. Sorry for ranting, we’ve probably walked past your house by now.”
John just shook his head, “Nope! Plus it wouldn’t be right for me to let you walk home alone. Who knows who could take advantage of you? And your ex is wrong for not seeing you for how perfect you are. You need someone who will love every part of you and the child, no matter what they look like,” he spoke, putting a bit of my hair behind my ear that had fallen out of place, causing my face to turn slightly pink.
We ended up learning that we lived in the same block of flats, and right next to each other, and two months later, John made me move in with him so that he wouldn’t worry about me being on my own and having to go the hospital alone, then I met his very loud friends…..
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“John, what’s got you so distracted?”
“Nothing Alex. I’m fine,” I replied, moving my hand and pushing a bit of hair that had fallen into (Y/n)’s face out of the way, who was currently asleep on my shoulder.
“I have a feeling it’s something to do with (Y/n). Mon ami, I can see it in your eyes, you love her, non?”
I immediately looked up, staring Laf in the face, “W-what?!”
“I knew it. Just tell her, mon ami, before someone snatches her up,” Laf replied, a smirk on his face.
“You wouldn’t dare,” I muttered, seeing him looking at (Y/n).
“Tell her and I won’t.”
At that moment, (Y/n) woke up with a scream, “I-it hurts!” making my eyes widen, “Laf can I borrow your car? Mine’s in for a service today.”
“On one condition; I’m driving.”
“Fine. Just get (Y/n) to the hospital, please.”
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“Thank you for helping me, John. I don’t think I would have made it without your help,” I spoke, panting as I held Jane in my arms, the baby girl being sound asleep.
“No problem. Glad I was of some help.”
“Mon ami, don’t you have something to say to (Y/n)?”
I blinked at Laf’s words and asked John, “Do you?”
“Laf, I hate you so much….” John muttered, “If I have to do this, you three must leave.” Laf and Alex sighed, Herc eventually had to drag them out of the room, leaving me and John alone, “So what did you have to say?”
“Since I met you, I felt something… a good something. I realised I’ve fallen in love with you, (Y/n). I know you probably don’t feel the same, I mean we have only known each other for a few months but-” I cut him off by placing a finger on his lips, “I love you too, John.”
His face lit up and I giggled, “I’m not messing with you, you can kiss me if you want.”
That was all he needed to bend down and carefully kiss me, careful not to disturb Jane.
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And another one written… I have one more in my head, that might get written tomorrow…
A few notes.
So I’m planning to do both Kinktober, a s what I call FandomMas this year. If you don’t know, FandomMas is my oneshot advent calendar type thing. So from the first of December, a oneshot will be written/posted a day til the 25th. I still need ideas though. Please request characters only from my masterlist with a small plot idea. all plots for FandomMas must be Christmas related all for Kinktober must give me a character and a kink. for requesting both please do it via asks. as I don’t check tumblr often so I prob won’t see if you comment on this post
Cress Oneshot - Smarts of Reader-Chan
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
Aria Oneshot - Determination is a Key to Love
Requested?: No
Prompt: “I can’t believe I fell in love with you!”
Timing: Between Dual Destinies and Spirit of Justice (Cause I need Apollo in it.)
Type of oneshot: Angst/Fluff
Reader's Age: 18
Reader's Occupation: Defence Attorney
Reader's Relations: Sister to the WrightWorth kiddos (ie you are one too)
Warnings: None
Other notes: I should be writing actual AA oneshots, but I love my little kiddos so much and I want to use them.
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“Hold it! It seems the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. Your Honour, the piece of evidence the defence has just presented is forged.”
I blinked, trying to calm my heart rate, I knew exactly what had happened to Dad when Aria’s father had brought up the fact that a piece of evidence he’d presented was forged, and it led to seven years of him not setting foot in a courtroom. That’s when I felt a hand on my shoulder, “(Y/n)?”
“J-Just leave me alone. I’m not going to fight it, Ally. I can’t prove it wasn’t,” I replied, trying to contain my tears as I removed my badge from my lapel, placing it on the bench in front of me before running out of the courtroom, hearing Ally chasing behind me, “(Y/n), wait!” I just ignored her, running back to the agency and curling up in a ball on one of the sofas.
“(Y/n)? (Y/n), what happened? Tell me.”
I just sobbed and clung onto my father as she ran over, giving me a hug, “Come on.”
“I-I don’t want to talk about it right now.”
“That’s alright, (Y/n). I’ll be here for you when you do want to explain.”
I took a deep breath and tried to calm my breathing, leaning on him, as I soon found myself falling asleep.
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I woke up later to voices, “What the HELL did you do?!”
“I-I..”
“You have no explanation, do you?! You’re a terrible friend, Aria!”
“I know, but please, let me apologise!”
“No,” I muttered, opening my eyes and sitting up, now realising that Trucy’s cape had been placed on top of me as a blanket, “You don’t deserve to be forgiven. I don’t care if you want to apologise, it WON’T GET ME MY BADGE BACK!” I shouted, the tears coming back to my eyes again, “I CAN’T BELIEVE I EVER FELL IN LOVE WITH YOU!” I slapped a hand across my mouth the minute I’d said the statement, and ran out of the Agency, leaving Aria and Luke shocked.
I didn’t know how long I had been running for, but I found myself by Gourd Lake. At least I knew where I was if anyone called me to ask where I’d gone. I just sat down by a tree and sighed, reprimanding myself for letting myself confess to Aria when I was supposed to be mad at her.
“(Y/n)? (Y/n) is that you?”
I looked up at the familiar voice and saw Gigi standing there, a pen in her hand. I just wiped my tears, “Oh. Hi. Yeah, I just needed some fresh air and my legs led me here. What brings you here?”
“Investigating a case. Bluford’s been assaulted and is now in the hospital, the rest of the team thinks he won’t make it, but the doctors are still hoping he will. He’s been smacked on the head by a blunt object, judging from the injury he had, and Caisie’s been accused of doing it. What’s worse is that there are witnesses! Oops… I shouldn’t be telling you all this, you might end up defending her.”
“Just stop. I’m just going to come out and say it, I lost my badge, so it doesn’t matter, Gi, I can’t defend her anyway, but I don’t really want to go into detail.”
“Oh my science, that’s not good. If you need someone to talk to, I’m here!”
“Thanks.”
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“Wait… then who got (Y/n)? Everyone else got a gift… On no, did your name get lost in my hat?” Ally muttered, taking her hat off her head and tapping the top of it, trying to see if there was anything stuck inside.
“I’m sure that’s not the case, Ally. In fact, I do actually know where your Secret Santa is, (Y/n).”
“It’s fine. I don’t need anything anyway. Unless you’ve managed to get my badge back, Dad.”
Before he could reply, a knock was heard at the door to the agency. Dad smiled and walked over, opening the door. I couldn’t tell who it was unless I felt a tap on my shoulder, “(Y/n)?”
I tried to contain my anger at the blonde as I looked up at Aria, “What?”
“Sorry I’m late, it took longer than I expected to get your gift.”
I blinked a few times in confusion before she handed me a small box. I took in hesitantly, seeing a smile on her face. I returned my attention to the box and opened it up, gasping as I saw the small golden circular badge inside, “I-Is this a joke?” I asked, looking Aria in the eye as she chuckled, “It’s serious. I’m sorry for causing you to lose your badge, (Y/n),” she spoke, taking it out of the box, “May I?” I nodded and she came closer, pinning it back to my lapel, “That’s where it belongs, not sitting on the defence bench where you left it.”
“H-how did you get it back for me though? It must have been incredibly hard seeing as by taking it off myself and walking out of the courtroom, I was basically admitting that I knew it was forged.”
“Well, I did have a bit of help,” she replied, smiling up at Dad, causing me to smile in return as I hugged her, “Best Christmas gift ever!”
“Does this mean I’m forgiven?”
“I’m still mad at you for getting my badge taken away from me in the first place, but you got it back for me, so yes.”
“That makes me happy to hear. Now, about your confession…” Instead of finishing her sentence, she took my cheek in her hand and kissed me. My eyes went wide and I blinked, but wrapped my arms around her in response.
“Correction to my earlier statement; That was the best Christmas present ever.”
“Glad you think so, (Y/n). Glad you think so.”
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Oneshot Update
So, I finally got around to watching Descendants and... well I fell into the rabbit hole. So I will now be writing oneshots for the fandom. Here is the form link for requests: https://forms.gle/vT7pca5bj8AxHqST6 I will also add it to the rest of the forms.
Ace Attorney Secret Santa 2022!
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FandomMas 2023 Masterlist
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