Remus Oneshot - Frozen Heart

2023 FandomMas Day 4 - Newt Scamander

Fandom: Fantastic Beasts

Prompt: None

Reader's Relations: Newt’s girlfriend

Other Notes: This is set in the modern day by the way,

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“Oh come on, Pickett. There’s no need for that attitude.”

I just giggled as the bowtruckle in question stuck his tongue out at Newt, blowing a raspberry, causing him to look in my direction, “What?”

“It’s cute. You treat your creatures like children. I wonder what you’d be like with actual children, Newt,” I replied, leaning over and pecking his cheek, wrapping my arms around him. I broke off when I felt a weight on my shoulder and looked to my left to see Pickett sitting there, glaring at Newt, causing me to giggle again at his protests, “Pickett, going to (Y/n) won’t help your case.”

“Come on, Newt. It’s hard to stay mad at him when he’s this cute,” I spoke, letting Pickett ride on my shoulder as I walked over to the baby nifflers, hearing Newt muttering something about Pickett favouring me. After feeding the nifflers I walked back over to Newt, “I’m sure Pickett still loves you. I’d probably just call it a ‘phase’ that he’s being grumpy with you. I have a feeling he’ll be back to riding in your pocket in a few weeks, or even before then.”

I gave him another peck on the cheek and turned around, walking towards the stairs so I could go and get some food for myself, having been down with all the creatures all day. Just as I got to the bottom of the stairs, I felt Newt grab my wrist, “(Y/n), about what you said earlier… what did you mean about the whole ‘children’ thing?”

“Oh, I was just stating that you treat the creatures like your children and that I was wondering if you’d treat human children the same,” I replied, wrapping my arms around his neck, and leaning into his ear, “Because I think you’d be a great father.”

Without another word, I left him there completely stunned as to what I was implying as I made my way up the stairs and into the kitchen to get some food. A few minutes later, just as I was getting a plate out, I felt arms wrap around my waist. Now, if it hadn’t been 10 o-clock at night, and we hadn’t made sure that all the doors and windows were locked, I probably would have screamed, but due to the gently touch and the fact that I knew there was only one person who would dare to wrap their arms around my waist, I didn’t.

“Hey, Newt. Did you need something?” I asked, turning around after I placed the plate down on the bench, wrapping my arms around his neck.

“Not entirely, but I would like you to tell me something. What exactly were you implying earlier? When you said I’d be a good father?”

I giggled, my heart rate increasing at the fact that he was starting to work out what I meant/what I wanted, “I meant exactly what I said. You’d be a great father, Newt, and honestly,” I paused and bit my lip, not wanting to tell him what I was trying to tell him because I knew he already felt like all his creatures were his ‘children’ I was unsure whether he’d  want human children around too, but I put the thoughts aside and continued, “I want to have kids.”

I muttered it more to myself than him and looked down, avoiding eye contact with him, so I didn’t have to see his reaction, leading me to be extremely surprised and let out a scream when Newt picked me up, causing me to tighten my grip around his neck, “Newton Artemis Fido Scamander! Put me down!”

“I understand now, (Y/n), and we’re not going to have children if we just stand around her waiting.”

I gasped and realised what he meant, causing my face to turn red as he continued to carry me up to our shared bedroom.

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“Thank you, Queenie, but how did you know?” I spoke, placing the small white knitted boots to one side so I could fold up the wrapping paper, “We haven’t even told anyone yet.”

“Oh, Honey, I can read your mind remember?” Queenie replied, “You shouldn’t have been thinking about it the last time you saw us.” I mentally slapped myself at forgetting the fact that Queenie was a legillimens and smiled, standing up and placing the small boots in the draw where I’d put the first ultrasound of mine and Newt’s baby. I returned to the living room to see Newt and Theseus talking to each other in a corner of the room, the latter grasping the former’s other arms.

NEWT’S POV

“You’ve got this, just ask her. What could go wrong?”

“She could say no. Theseus, you don’t know how much I love her, it’s going to hurt too much if she says no.”

“Which is not going to happen. I know that. She loves you, right?” I nodded and he continued, “She’s going to say yes, I know it. She’s carrying your child, Newt. She wanted you to be the father of her child/children, because she might want more in the future, she’s not going to say no.”

“If she does, I’m never speaking to you again,” I replied, as he let me go and I fiddled with the small box in my pocket, before walking back over to where (Y/n) was sitting.

YOUR POV

“(Y/n), I need to ask you something…”

I snapped from my daze of thinking about the future, and looked up at Newt, “Hm? Of course, go ahead Newt.” I could see him shaking and I could tell his heart rate had increased as he fiddled with something in his pocket, “(Y/n), I love you so much and… well I’m not good at this so I’m going just going to get straight to the point. It would make my Christmas if you were to marry me,” he spoke, getting down on one knee in front of where I was sitting, pulling out a small box from the pocket he has his hand in earlier. I gasped loudly, feeling tears come to my eyes, “Of course!” I could see him breathe a sigh of relief as he sat down next to me, placing the ring on my finger. I just smiled, kissing him, “Were you nervous about asking me?” He gave a slight nod and I giggled, “There was no need to be Newt. I would have said yes any time. Plus I’m already carrying your child, what made you think I would say no?”

Instead of a response, he just dug his head into my neck in embarrassment causing a chuckle to leave my mouth, “It’s okay. I understand.”

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Day 4 written! This was supposed to originally be a completely different oneshot, but I thought of this this morning and wanted to write it before th other, the other will get written as part of FandomMas, I just don’t know when.

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.”

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“(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.”

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“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!”

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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…..

A Birthday Surprise - Ciel x Reader

In this, you're a year older than Ciel. (14) and Ciel is 13. Also, in this, Ciel and Elizabeth aren't related.

-----------------CIEL'S POV

"Young Master, why are you so insistent on going into town today?"

"Sebastian, I'm warning, you. Don't ask pointless questions," I replied, glaring at him.

"Of course, Young Master. But, might it have something to do with Lady (Y/n)'s birthday?"

(If Sebastian refers to him as something else, please tell me and I will change it)

"Sebastian, I'm warning you," I growled. He chuckled before we were on our way. He was right though, (Y/n)'s birthday was coming up and I wanted to get her something.

YOUR POV

"Come on, (Y/n)! You need to celebrate! A ball is a perfect way to celebrate your birthday!" Lizzie screeched in my ear, "Please?! Please?! Please?!"

I rolled my eyes, "Fine. We can have a ball, Lizzie. But, you have to organise it."

"Yay! You're the best sister ever!" she squealed hugging me. I patted her back, returning the hug, "Yeah, if you say so, Lizzie."

She then brightened up even more if it was possible, "Maybe I can get Ciel to come!" She then ran off, leaving me in my bedroom alone. I sat on the edge of my bed and sighed.

"My Lady?"

I looked up at the voice, "Paula. I'm fine. Just thinking."

"Are you sure? You seem exasperated."

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"If you say so, My Lady."

I nodded and she left my room, leaving me to think over stuff, "Why? Why is it Lizzie that gets everything?" I was, of course, speaking of Lizzie being betrothed to Ciel. I'd had a crush on him for a while and Lizzie was the one that was going to marry him someday.

"(Y/n)! We're going into town!"

I giggled before leaving my room, all ready to go out into town.

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We finally arrived in town and I started searching the stores for a good gift for (Y/n). However, nothing seemed to fit for her. It was about an hour later when I caught sight of a glass shop (This isn't what you may think: No, it's not just a random shop that sells glass. It's one of those places where they have coloured glass. There was one of these in France when I went there with my family before lockdown and Coronavirus and I got this butterfly made from coloured glass) I walked into the shop, being careful not to knock anything over, with it all being glass.

YOUR POV

"(Y/n)! Let's look in there!" Lizzie shouted, grabbing my arm and pointing to a glass shop before dragging me towards it. She dragged me inside and immediately ran off looking at the whole shop. I shook my head before continuing to look around the shop. I soon heard some familiar voices, "I wish it was (Y/n) that I was going to marry in the future."

"Why would that be, Young Master?"

"Sebastian, what did I say about pointless questions?"

"I'm sorry Young Master."

I was shocked at this, but didn't want to make it seem like I was eavesdropping on them so, I continued my search for Lizzie. It was an easy feat as withing two minutes, she had run up to me, "(Y/n)! Can I get this?!" she asked showing me a glass butterfly she had found.

(Just imagine it's pink)

"If you want to, Lizzie. It's your money," I replied. She smiled and walked off to the counter. I followed her and caught up to her once she'd paid for it, "Okay, we can go home now!"

I smiled and we walked out of the shop, back to the carriage, where Paula was waiting for us. We got in and started the ride home.

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"(Y/n)! Happy birthday!"

"Thank you, Lizzie," I replied, smiling. She handed me a bag and I was confused, "Lizzie, what's this?"

"Your present!"

I smiled, "Thank you," before digging my hand into the bag. I felt something soft in there and I pulled it out to reveal a plushie on a(n) (Favourite Animal). I looked back to Lizzie, "Thank you! It's adorable!"

"You're welcome, (Y/n)!"

"Lady (Y/n), you have a visitor."

I turned towards the door, "Who is it, Paula?"

"It's Lord Phantomhive, My Lady."

I was confused, Why would Ciel want to see me? I nodded to her, "I'll be there in a minute."

"Paula."

"Yes, Lady Elizabeth?"

"Why does Ciel want to see (Y/n)? Are you sure it's not me he wants to see?"

"I'm sure, Lady Elizabeth. He specifically stated he wanted to talk to Lady (Y/n)."

I stood up and patted Lizzie on the head before walking out my bedroom, the plushie still in my hands. I made my way to the hallway where I saw Ciel waiting. I smiled and walked up to him, "How are you, Ciel?"

"Hello, (Y/n). I'm doing great. What about yourself? And how's Elizabeth?"

"I'm doing peachy. Just peachy," I replied gripping the plushie, "And Lizzie's doing well too."

"That's good. (Y/n), may I talk to you, alone?" he responded, glaring at Sebastian, who got the message and walked off. Ciel turned back to me, "(Y/n), can I be honest with you?"

"Of course, you can, Ciel."

"I don't want to marry Elizabeth when we're older."

I was shocked at this, "Why?" Note to self: Don't tell Lizzie this. She'll be upset beyond the point of return.

"There's someone else I want to marry," he continued before looking me in the eye and taking my cheek in his hand, "(Y/n), I love you."

My eyes widened and I remained quiet. Ciel took this the wrong way and removed his hand, "I knew you didn't love me back but Sebastian said to me that if I didn't confess to you, then he'd do it for me."

"Ciel, whoever said that I didn't feel the same?!"

"What?"

"I was just in shock that you loved me back. All these years I've had to keep my feelings to myself because I wanted Lizzie to be happy but, I've learned that I need to stand up for myself. I love you, Ciel Phantomhive."

"May I kiss you?"

I nodded and he leaned in, kissing me. I responded to the situation and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"(Y/n)! What are you doing?!"

We broke off at the sound of Lizzie's voice to see her with tears in her eyes, "Ciel's mine!"

I immediately felt tears in my eyes and ran off back to my room, ignoring Ciel's shouts for me to come back. Why does Lizzie have to ruin everything for me?! It's my birthday! Why can't at least something go right for me?! I flopped on my bed and cried my eyes out.

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"(Y/n)? Can I come in?"

"What do you want, Elizabeth?!" I retorted through the closed door.

"I want to talk to you."

"Why?! You've already ruined my life, what else do you want to do to hurt me?!"

"(Y/n), I'm sorry. Y-You can have Ciel if you want him."

"Lizzie, it's fine. I know you're already betrothed and there's nothing I can do about it. You have him. I'll find someone else to love."

"(Y/n), you can have him! I already know that he doesn't love me so you have him! He loves you and you love him so you have him! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry for treating you like a servant all the time! You're my sister and I love you. I'm sorry!"

I stood up and walked over, unlocking the door to see Lizzie there, tears in her eyes, "Do you really mean it, Lizzie?"

"Yes, you can have Ciel. I've taken everything from you. The least I can do is give you Ciel." I smiled and hugged her, "Thank you."

"(Y/n)?" I broke off from the hug at the voice.

"Can I talk to you please?"

I nodded and walked to Ciel. When I did, he kissed me, "I love you."

"I love you too, Ciel."

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

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Timing: After DD

Type of oneshot: Fluff

Reader's Age: 26

Reader's Occupation: Not Applicable

Reader's Relations: None

Warnings: Swearing

Other notes: None

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Of course. Do you mean now?”

“Yes, if you’re able to.”

“Yeah, I’ll be down soon.”

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

“Where are you going?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Hello, sweetie. How are you doing?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Aww… You’re really nice though!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

---------------------TRUCY’S POV

“Hi Daddy!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“R-really?!”

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

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

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

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

“Hm? Of course, you can, Polly!”

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

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

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

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

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

“If you want to, Melissa.”

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

—--------------------END OF ONESHOT

Just some Polly fluff I thought of whilst reading other 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).

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

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

Simon Oneshot - All for One and One for All

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Timing: Turnabout for Tomorrow (includes spoilers)

Type of oneshot: Fluff/Angst

Reader's Age: 29

Reader's Occupation: Prosecutor

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

Warnings: None?

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

----------------------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.”

-----------------------------

“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.

--------------------------------

“(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.”

—------------------------

“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…

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.

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

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

FandomMas 2023 Masterlist

Day 1 - James Potter (Marauders)

Day 2- Greg Lestrade (BBC Sherlock)

Day 3 - Sherlock Holmes (BBC Sherlock)

Day 4 - Newt Scamander (Fantastic Beasts)

Day 5 - Athen Cykes (Ace Attorney)

Day 6 - Chili (Pokémon)

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Chase Oneshot - Guard Dog... Literally

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: Fluff

Reader's Relations: None

Warnings: None?

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

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

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

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

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

"Paw Patrol ready for action Ryder, Sir!"

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

"Chase is on the case!"

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

"Ready for a ruff ruff rescue!"

"Paw Patrol is on a roll!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Do you have a name?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

---------------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....

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.