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Ryder Oneshot - You'll Always Belong
Requested?: No
Prompt: None
Type of oneshot: Fluff - ig?
Reader's Relations: None
Reader's Age: 15 - I am also ageing Ryder up in this so he's also 15
Warnings: Spoilers for the movie
Other notes: Also this came to me while watching the Paw Patrol movie, please do not judge me okay...
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I sighed as I leaned my head against the nearby wall. I had been abandoned when I was young due to my strange ability to jump incredibly high and my fast running speed. My parents had deemed me 'unacceptable' and a 'freak', leaving me to fend for myself on the streets. As I grew up I hid my abilities from the eyes of the growing public not wanting to become an outcast of the city at all. That was, however until I met someone that changed my life forever... well not really I guess it was a group of pups... the Paw Patrol.
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I took a deep breath and for the first time in 10+ years embraced my super speed and jumping abilities, jumping up to the balcony, where there was a group of people in the wake of the fire. One by one I helped them down before turning to the small pup that had got himself stuck, jumping up and grabbing him, bringing him down to safety, however, before anything else could be said, I ran off, not wanting to be seen, however little did I know I'd caught the eye of the leader of the Paw Patrol.
RYDER'S POV
"Chase! I'm so glad you're alright!"
"Yeah... I guess I am."
"You okay, Chase?"
He nodded, but still refused to look me in the eye. I sighed, Maybe bringing him back wasn't such a good idea... but I'm still curious about that girl...Why did she just run off like that?
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Again, Adventure City was in danger... with the monorail loop the loop that Humdinger had built. Running up to the top of the car park, once again the small German Shepherd pup had frozen up trying to rescue the people trapped inside the train and I wanted to help. I climbed onto the ledge and slowly approached him, "Hey there buddy, shh, it's okay. I'm not going to hurt you. Come on, let's get you down from here." He slowly approached me and hopped into my arms, and I stood back up, got back on the roof and walked down the stairs down to the ground again, where I placed him down, "There ya go, Buddy." He barked and nuzzled into me.
"Chase! Come here!"
The small pup perked up and turned, running off to presumably his owner. I smiled and turned to leave, when a hand grabbed my wrist, causing me to have to stop. I turned around to be met with probably the cutest guy I'd ever seen. He smiled, "Hi, I just wanted to say thank you for saving Chase. I know what he had to go through as a very small pup and I just wanted to say thanks."
I returned his smile as he let my wrist go, "No problem. I was just doing the right thing, can't let anyone or any pup get hurt, can we? I'm (Y/n) by the way."
"Ryder," he replied sticking his hand out for me to shake, which I gladly took, well, before I was knocked over by a load more pups.
"Oh yeah... pups, give her some space please."
The six of them jumped off me and I stood up again, wiping my face from the dog slobber, giggling, "It's okay. They're so cute, I honestly don't mind, what are their names?"
Ryder chuckled, "Marshall, Rubble, Chase, Rocky, Zuma and Syke," he replied, referring to each of them as he spoke their names, "The Paw Patrol."
I giggled again, "Adorable. Well, I should probably get going... got a lot of things to do, plus I think I hear my name being called!" I chuckled awkwardly and turned around walking off again. However, again I was stopped by a hand on my wrist.
RYDER'S POV
"-Well, I should probably get going... got a lot of things to do, plus I think I hear my name being called!" She spoke, chuckling awkwardly before turning and walking off. I then felt a nuzzle at my leg and looked down to see Chase headbutting me, "What?"
"Go after her."
"W-what?!"
"Chase is right, Ryder! Seriously you need a girlfriend, you've been so caught up in looking after all of us and Adventure Bay, that you haven't had time for yourself."
And the rest of the pups said something similar and I finally decided to go after her, grabbing her wrist, "(Y/n) wait."
YOUR POV
"(Y/n), wait!"
I turned around at the familiar voice and smiled, "Oh, Ryder, what can I do for you?" I asked, rubbing the back of my neck nervously.
"Come back with us?" My eyes widened and I blinked, "HUH?!"
"Yeah, I'm being serious, you can run really fast and you'd make a great addition to the Paw Patrol."
I blinked again, "B-but, I'm not a pup!"
"That doesn't matter, neither am I."
I giggled, pushing some hair out of my face, "Point taken."
"So you'll join?" I nodded, "I'd love that."
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However, that night, I wasn't able to sleep. Thoughts of my past had been keeping me up so I just gave up on sleep, rolled out of my sleeping bag, and went to look out the window, where I noticed Chase sitting, looking out the window too. I sat down beside him, "Can't sleep either?"
He looked up and me and nodded, "Yeah, I was just thinking about things."
"You know, I know how you feel. I was abandoned at a very young age too when I was four and had to fend for myself. You're a lucky pup that Ryder found you, he gave you a loving home. I didn't have anyone at all. Ever since I was four I've been roaming the streets of Adventure City for eleven years. You should really be happy with what you have you know." Chase hopped into my lap and nuzzled into me, soon falling asleep, "I'm glad you're a part of the team, (Y/n)." I smiled and leaned my head on the window soon falling asleep myself. And that's how the rest of the Paw Patrol found us in the morning.
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I smiled sadly watching the Paw Patrol off to save the day again, Liberty in my arms, being her bouncy self. I was a bit spooked however when I felt a hand on my shoulder, "(Y/n), I've been thinking..."
"Hm? What do you mean?"
"Well, with how much both you and Liberty," the tiny pup in my arms barked in response at having been included too, "have helped us these past few days, you're like honourary members of the Paw Patrol."
I smiled, rubbing the back of my neck, "Just happy to help out when it's needed. I've got to find a way to use my 'freak powers' as my parents called them, somehow," I replied, looking down at my feet.
"Well, I have a surprise for both of you." My head shot up at this and my eyes widened when he pulled a suit out from behind his back and handed it to me, "Here, it's for you." I grinned and hugged him, "Thank you!"
He returned my hug, "That's not the best part," He paused and let go of the hug, taking out his little electronic thing and pressing a button causing a motorcycle-looking vehicle to appear as all the pups' vehicles did. I blinked and looked at Ryder again, who just chuckled, "It's yours. Welcome to the team." I smiled, "Really?!" He nodded, "Yes, and Liberty, there's space for you too!" I smiled wider and hugged him again, Liberty also nuzzling against his legs.
"Now let's get to work!" I nodded, "Yes, Sir!" and quickly put the suit on over the top of my clothes, which was very easy to do seeing as my clothes were quite small for me, and hopped into the motorcycle, Liberty getting in the sidecar, the two of us ready to go.
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I smiled, watching the Paw Patrol reunite after Chase had managed to save Ryder from the tower. My smile increased when Liberty jumped into my arms, barking in contentment, which in turn, alerted the Paw Patrol members to my presence and all the pups turned to each other, silently all thinking the same thing, before starting to look between me and Ryder. Some of them even rolled their eyes. Ryder eventually stood up, having been knocked over by the pups and walked up to me and started to talk, "(Y/n), I need to talk to you and... You know, like in private and, right we'll meet you guys back at headquarters." Some of the pups giggled in their own way, and some rolled their eyes, before running off to their pup vehicles and driving off, leaving me and Ryder alone, Liberty sitting down at my feet as she couldn't leave, as she rode in the side of my motorcycle.
I smiled, "What did you want to talk about?"
"Well... I uh..." he hesitated, "Yeah... I did... I."
I giggled and leaned up pecking his cheek, "You don't need to say anything. I can already tell what you're going to say, and I feel the same." He blinked and I giggled again as he hugged me, "(Y/n)? May I.." Ryder trailed off looking between my lips and eyes and I rolled my eyes and kissed him.
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So... I just did it. I wrote it. I know this is probably childish, but I had the idea while watching the movie and it came to me...
Sirius Oneshot - The True Gift of Gifting
Requested?: No
Prompt: None/Song
Type of oneshot: Songfic
Song Used: True Gift of Gifting - Mlp
Timing: Marauder’s Era (6th Year)
Reader's Relations: Remus’ Sister (For no reason whatsoever)
Reader’s House: Gryffindor
Warnings: None?
Other notes: This includes mentions of my ocs, info can be found on my toyhouse about them.
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“(Y/n), calm down, I’m trying to think.”
“How can I calm down!? Remus, I have two weeks to get everyone’s gifts and I haven’t even decided what to get everyone yet!” I replied, exasperated as I sat on the sofa beside him.
“Oh… If that is what is stressing you out, I have an idea. What if we do a Secret Santa? That way, you only have to get one gift for someone.”
“Rem, you are a genius!”
And so, a few hours later, after dinner Remus, James, Sirius, Jen, Arianna, Mabel, Charlotte, Bella, Lily, Marlene and I were sitting in the Gryffindor Common Room. We all wrote our names down on a piece of parchment before putting them all in a hat that had been provided by someone. It was shaken up a bit and the parchment pieces were enchanted so only the person who pulled each one out could read what was on it. Soon, we’d all picked out our person and looked at the pieces of paper. I looked down at mine and immediately felt my face heat up.. I’d got Sirius, who I’d had a crush on for several years, and I had no idea what to get him.
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“Hey, (Y/n)!”
I rolled my eyes and looked up from my Transfiguration essay to see James sitting in front of me in the library, “What? I’m busy.”
“Just a quick question…Is it against the rules to trade names? Like if I had a better idea for somebody special? I mean specific?”
I rolled my eyes, knowing exactly what he was hinting at, “If you can figure out who has the person you want and they're okay with trading, I guess it's fine.”
“Great! So.. do you-”
“I don’t have Lily.”
His face turned slightly pink, “That’s not who-” I just raised an eyebrow at him, “Sure… Now, if you don’t mind, I have to finish this essay.”
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The day came when we decided to give our gifts, the day before everyone would be leaving for the Christmas Holidays. Eventually, it was my turn to give my gift, “I’ve actually got it upstairs. I’ll just go grab it from my dorm.” Without any further explanation, I stood up from my position on the sofa and walked up to my dorm, grabbing my guitar and bringing it back downstairs. I took a deep breath as Jen moved closer to Remus, so I had more space for the guitar on the sofa, due to the fact that it was evident Sirius and I had got each other, everyone else having received their gift, “I wanted to get you something oh, so rare. A gift to show I care, but nothing can compare to you, that's easy to see but I got stressed and overthought until the day was shot and it was all for nought, but now it's clear to me; I'm not gifted at gifting, It's really pretty sad. I tried to show I care, but it turned out bad. I'm not gifted at gifting so all that's left to say is that I really hope my gifting didn't ruin your holiday.”
I stopped singing, continuing to play the guitar in my hands as I looked up to see Sirius’ face, his eyes wide, with what I guessed was shock, and I started singing again, “The most magical gift that I can recall. It could've been big or small or even nothing at all. It doesn't matter, you see if it's from my friends on whom I depend. No matter what you spend it will be perfect to me. The true gift of gifting is what it means inside. We can show we care, spreading love far and wide. The true gift of gifting is totally free and you're the best there is at givin' it with the friendship that you give to me.”
When I stopped playing I looked up at Sirius who was sitting there, a blank expression on his face and not saying anything, “I’m sorry it’s not an actual gift, but I had no idea what to get you,” I spoke, my gaze on my lap, still, there was no response until, “Ow! What was that for?”
I looked up from my lap to see Sirius rubbing his arm and James laughing, “You zoned out, mate.”
“Sorry. (Y/n), you don’t need to apologise,” Sirius replied, walking over to me and pulling me up from my place on the sofa, “I loved the song,” he paused and turned towards Remus, “Moony, forgive me for what I’m about to do,” before he returned his gaze to me, taking my cheek in his hand and gently kissing me. I felt my face turn bright red and after I realised the situation, I wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him back.
“Alright, we don’t need to see you snogging in the middle of the common room! The rest of us are still here, you know!”
I broke away from the kiss at the sound of Remus’ voice and let out a giggle, leaning my head on Sirius’ chest, due to our height difference.
“Moony, permission to date your sister?”
I lifted my head at this, “Y-you want to date me?”
Sirius nodded, “Yeah, I love you, (Y/n). I would be honoured to date you.” I smiled and turned my attention to Remus, giving him my best puppy eyes.
“You don’t need my permission. You’re allowed to date who you want, Sirius. Whether it’s my sister or not. I can’t stop you.”
I then felt Sirius wrap his arms around me from behind, placing his head on mine, “Good.” I giggled and turned around, facing Sirius again and leaned up, giving him a quick peck on the lips.
“Oh great! Now I’m the only one without a girlfriend! Come on, Evans, one date? Please?”
“And I already told you, NO!” Lily replied as she stood up, walking up to the girls’ dorms, causing me to giggle at the look on James’ face as he now looked like a kicked puppy. I just rolled my eyes and sighed, “I’ll talk to her, James, but if I can’t get her to go on a date with you, then you’re going to have to give up.”
His face perked up and he nodded, “Thank you!” I smiled in return and said my goodnights, giving Sirius another quick peck before following Lily up the stairs to the dorms.
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I was gonna save this for FandomMas, but then I realised it’s still like 75 days til th 1st of December, so I still have a while til I need to start posting them so I’m just posting it now.
Lucifer/Alastor Oneshot - A Tale of Two Dads
Requested?: No
Prompt: None
Type of oneshot: Fluff/Angst
Reader's Relations: Alastor’s ex-girlfriend
Warnings: Spoilers for eps 7-8 of season 1! This was written the say those two came out
Other notes: Don’t ask how I thought of this…Somehow, my brain fixated on these two, and well oneshots is what happens when my brain gets fixated on characters.
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“You absolute bastard, Alastor!” I shouted once he’d shown up at Charlie’s hotel, seven years after leaving, “You leave for seven years and all you have to say is ‘hi’?! Someone hold me back before I fuck his face up!”
“Hello, My Dear, it’s good to see you too.”
“Fuck you,” I retorted, making eye contact with him, in an easy feat due to the fact I was the same height as him. He just smirked at me, using his microphone to lift my chin, an unnecessary thing due to the fact I was already looking at him, “Now now, that’s not the right way to talk to me, is it, My Dear?” I didn’t respond, instead I just growled and tried to punch him continuously, him dodging every blow I attempted to make.
“You should know that’s not going to work, (Y/n).”
“Fuck. Off. Before. I. Kill. You. Myself. Bastard. I’ve had to deal with a child that you-”
“Mama? What’s going on?”
My head immediately shot around to see Alianna standing at the bottom of the stairs, the seven-year-old rubbing her eyes as if she’d just been woken up. I gave Alastor another glare before rushing over, “It’s okay, Sweetie. Nothing you need to worry about,” I spoke, ruffling her red hair.
“You always say that!”
“I say that because most of the time, you don’t need to worry ab-”
Alianna cut me off, asking the question I had wished she would never have to ask, “Is he my Papa?”
If I’d been drinking something, I would definitely have spat it out in shock, “Now now, Ali, that’s something you don’t need to worry about you. You can learn more about your father when you are older.”
She pouted for a few seconds before, “Okay, I’m older!”
I chuckled, “I meant in a few years, now back to bed with you.”
Alianna sighed and nodded, running off back upstairs towards our room in the hotel. I let out a sigh of relief and stood up, turning around, only to have Alastor directly in my face, “For fuck sake, stop doing that, you bastard,” I shouted, punching him in the arm.
“Why should I stop when I get-”
“Were you listening to our conversation?”
“It was kind of hard not to, (Y/n)... I think you owe some people an explanation, and I’d be happy to loosen up your strings a bit if you know what I mean,” I heard Angel’s voice saying before I saw one of his arms dangling in front of my face and, what I guessed was another, on my head.
I rolled my eyes, “How many times, Angel? I’m not interested in you. Stop trying,” I growled, shoving him off me, “But, I guess you’re right about the explanation. This Radio Demon Bastard here,” I paused and pointed over in Alastor’s direction, “Is Alianna’s father. She doesn’t know, so please keep it quiet. I’m begging you.”
“You can always beg more, (Y/n). If you catch me drift…”
“Angel, shut up for once. Not the time for your sexual fantasies.”
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“Alianna. No. Get back here right now!” I shouted, running up and pulling her off Lucifer gently, “I am so sorry, Sir. She got out of my sight. I apologise again.”
“It’s alright. She’s cute anyway. Much like her mother.”
I felt my face turn red as I looked away, but before I could say anything, Alastor was in front of me, glaring down at the Short King of Hell, “She’s mine. Get away.”
“Oh really?” Lucifer questioned, before walking around the Radio Demon and up to me, taking my hand in his, “Because there’s nothing on her hand to show she belongs to anyone,” he finished, bringing my hand up with his and kissing it, “But if she really is ‘yours’, she has had ample opportunity to stop my advances, and isn’t so…”
“I do not belong to anyone. You,” I turned and glared at Alastor, “May be Alianna’s father, but it doesn’t mean that I am ‘yours’. As a matter of fact, you lost all rights to even seeing her when you left, so you can just go away and leave me alone!” I shouted.
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A few days later, I found a(n) (F/c) rubber duck sitting on my bed, along with a note. “I wasn’t messing around when I said you were cute, I meant it. Call me? L.” there was a phone number at the bottom and I giggled. I knew it was probably wrong as he was Charlie’s dad, who was my best friend… But he’d made an impression on me. So I added the number to my phone under the nickname ‘Short King’, and sent a message, “I got your note. Thanks for the duck. How’d you know (F/c) is my favourite colour?”
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I groaned in pain as I lay on the ruins of the hotel, after having come face to face with one of the angels, blood seeping from my side. It was just as I was losing consciousness, that I saw a flash of white in front of me, fighting off the angel.
LUCIFER’S POV
Once the angels had retreated, I turned back to (Y/n) to see her unconscious, with blood surrounding her. Immediately, I retracted my wings and knelt beside her, realising she’s been severely wounded, “(Y/n)? Please wake up. You have to. (Y/n), please. I- love you.”
“Dad?”
I looked up to see Charlie standing there, a saddened smile on her face, “You can’t bring her back.”
“Is there nothing?! No one can bring her back?” I asked, despair wreaking through my voice, as I felt tears cascading down my cheeks.
“I’ve got one idea… but it’s a long shot, so don’t get your hopes up,” Charlie replied, running off. She came back a few minutes later, dragging a girl behind her, who seemed to be complaining, “Charlie! I told you, I can heal, but I can’t combat the second death!”
“Just try. For me? Please?”
“I’m telling you, this isn’t going to work if she’s dead, Charlie!”
“Try though? Please, Brianna?”
“Fine, I’ll try, but no one get their hopes up,” the brunette replied as Charlie pulled her over. I noticed Brianna take a deep breath before kneeling on (Y/n)’s other side, cracking her knuckles, “I’ll say it again if she’s truly dead, then this isn’t going to work, but I’m going to need help,” she paused and turned her attention towards me, “May I ask for your help, Sir? This will only work if I have the help of someone she loves.”
“M-me? I-Isn’t there someone else that she loves? Like her daughter?”
The brown-haired demon just chuckled in response, “I mean it’s got to be romantic love, not platonic love.”
“Oh... Wait a minute, do you still want me to help? As much as I hate to say this, shouldn’t you be getting that Radio Demon to help? In the sense that he’s the father of her daughter, therefore she must love him.”
“As a matter of fact. I know she hates me. She lit-”
“Alastor’s right, Dad. You may not have realised, but that duck you gave her has pride of place in her room. Every day she makes a point of dusting it, and no one’s allowed near it. I’m surprised it’s not in a locked box that only she has access to. She wouldn’t have kept it if you didn’t mean anything to her. Plus you deserve to be happy as well,” Charlie spoke, placing a hand on my shoulder and kneeling beside me, “Trust me. You’re the one we need to bring (Y/n) back.”
“Well? Are you going to do this or not? We don’t have much time left.”
With a final boost of confidence from Charlie, I nodded, turning to Brianna, “Okay.”
She smiled, “Okay. In that case, I need you to place both your hands above where her heart is and keep your eyes closed. Can you do that?” I nodded, doing as she asked me, remembering to close my eyes.
YOUR POV
I woke up with a start, and I lifted my head in shock, but before I could say anything, I’d been wrapped in a hug, “(Y/n)!”
“O-oh.. hello, Mr Lucifer. I-It’s good to see you too,” I replied as he continued to squeeze the living Hell out of me, “C-can you let me go though? Personal space.”
“Sorry! I’m just glad you’re okay,” he started, letting me go as his face turned the same colour as his waistcoat, but before I could mention it, Charlie had spoken up, “See, Dad? Told you it was you that she loved.”
“CHARLIE!” I all but screamed, “HOW IN THE ACTUAL HELL DID YOU KNOW THAT?! You better start running. I don’t care if you’re the Princess of Hell, telling someone that your friend has a crush on them is not funny!” I continued, standing up and starting to chase after her, but before I could get too far I felt a gloved hand wrap around my wrist and pull me backwards, spinning me around, before I felt pressure on my lips. It took me a second to process, but once I did I wrapped my arms around the King of Hell’s neck and kissed him back.
“You have nothing to be ashamed of, (Y/n).”
I grinned widely, “Still embarrassing that it took your daughter to get us together though.”
“I have something for you, (Y/n)...”
“Let me guess… is it another rubber duck?” I asked, my voice laden with sarcasm. Lucifer’s face turned red as he looked at me a shocked expression on his face before out of thin air, a small box appeared. Lucifer took it in his hands before handing it to me, “I-I’ve been working on them since I left you the first one… I hope you like them.” I smiled and took the lid off, my eyes widening with glee at the sight of the small family of ducks. Two adults, one a light yellow, the other a (H/c) colour with lashes painted around the eyes, with two baby ducks, one the same colour yellow as the adult, also with eyelashes, and the other a red colour. I giggled at the meaning behind the colours, the adult ducks supposed to represent me and Lucifer, and the two baby ones representing Charlie and Alianna, and hugged the blonde male in front of me, “I love them, thank you. I know exactly where these are going,” I spoke, pecking Lucifer on the cheek after leaning down to do so, whispering in his ear, “Short King.”
“I am not that short!”
“Hmmm. Compared to me, you are,” I smirked, “Now, who wants to rebuild this hotel?”
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The ending was not how I imagined it, but at least it didn’t go over 2000 words… This was originally supposed to have more Alastor x Reader in too, but it didn’t fit with the plot I was going with.
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
Oneshot request Page!
What I will do:
Female Character x Female Reader
Male Character x Female Reader
Fluff
Limes
What I will NOT do:
Yandere (Not comfortable with it)
Male readers (Under any circumstances - I am not comfortable with it)
Angst (It always ends up fluffy somehow)
Smut/Lemon - I am not too comfortable writing this....
Characters I will do:
I am open to do most characters from the mentioned fandoms, however, do not be be offended, if I reply to a request saying I'm not comfortable with writing for the character you have requested.
My Personal Rules for Requests:
All requests MUST give me a plot - Preferably as detailed as possible. If you don't give me a plot, I will most likely ignore your request. The one thing with this, Genshin requests can have NOTHING to do with the story. I have not completed the game yet, so please don't give me requests that have something to do with the story.
I would prefer if you gave me a title for it - I hate having unnamed oneshots. So, I would prefer it if you gave me a title as I'm terrible at thinking of titles myself...
Reader's Relationships - if you want the reader to be related to anyone specifically, or someone's best friend, tell me.
I thinks that's all from me.... I might update this part with prompts in the near future so if you want to request a character, but can't think of a plot you can give me a prompt.
Happy Requesting!
Fandom list in this book:
Ace Attorney
BBC Sherlock
Black Butler
Genshin Impact
Hetalia
Mlp
OHSHC
Paw Patrol
Pokemon
Yuri on Ice
I do already have a load of oneshots in my Wattpad (HamiltonAttorney2277) you can go read em if you want. But I will post any requests I get on here here.
2023 FandomMas Day 3 - Sherlock Holmes
Fandom: BBC Sherlock
Prompt: None
Reader's Relations: Sherlock’s Daughter, you’re like 15 (don’t ask how this is possible, but shhh)
Warnings: This has mentions and depression and self-harm/attempted suicide, please read at your own descrecion!
Other Notes: I had a different idea for this oneshot but wanted to write it for Christmas so it stemmed to this. I do have a kind of similar idea for a romance one for Sherlock with a similar plot, but i might write that after FandomMas is completed. This is set just after Sherlock’s ‘resurrection’ in S3. This is a platonic oneshot, if you couldn’t tell by the reader’s relations. Also, Mary isn’t in this. Sorry, but it’s for the oneshot, also set as if Sherlock returned close-ish to Christmas, idk when exactly it actually is, but changed for the oneshot.
-----------------------JOHN’S POV
“Two years…… Sherlock, two years. You let me believe you were dead for TWO YEARS!”
“I know, but I’m here now. Listen, John before-”
“No. Tell me why. Why did you fake your death? I don’t care how you did it, tell me why! Not only that but did you even think about (Y/n)?! I’ll bet you don’t even know where she is at the moment do you?!”
And for once, Sherlock Holmes was surprised, “W-what? Where is she? John, tell me where she is?!”
“How did you not realise?!” I shouted, “You manage to deduce everything about everyone, but you can’t tell when your own daughter has a mental health problem!” I continued, turning around not even wanting to talk to him anymore. 3… 2… 1… and I felt a hand grasp my wrist, “Wait. John, what are you talking about?”
“For goodness sake, Sherlock. (Y/n) has, or well it might be ‘had’ by now, depression. I’m not sure how long for, but a few days after you ‘died’ I found her sitting in the kitchen with a knife lying beside her and she wasn’t breathing. Once she was in the hospital and she wasn’t losing any more blood from the cuts, I noticed several more on her arms. You ‘dying’ was what must have tipped her over the edge. Do you know how much she cares about you, Sherlock? You’re her world and now, because you were more focused on Moriarty, you might have lost her! She’s been in the hospital since that day in a coma and honestly, the doctors aren’t sure whether she’s going to wake up.”
---------------------YOUR POV
“Sherlock, talking to her isn’t going to magically make her wake up! Just stop it. You lost your chance!”
I felt my senses coming back, hearing voices as I slowly tried to open my eyes, before closing them again, the hospital lights being too bright for me.
“(Y/n), I’m so sorry I didn’t realise. Please, if you can hear me give me some form of sign.”
“D-dad?” I whispered out, my voice hoarse after two years of not being used.
“(Y/n)?! You’re alive.”
I slowly opened my eyes again, getting used to the light, “I-I thought you were dead…” I muttered, adjusting my eyes to see the curly hair belonging to my father.
“I’m so sorry about that, (Y/n). I know I should have said something, I had to stop Moriarty.”
“I know, I’m just glad you’re alive,” I smiled, “Is anyone else here?”
“Yes, John’s here. Why?”
“Oh. Uhh, Doctor Watson, what day is it?”
I noticed him take his phone out for a minute before putting it away again, “It’s Christmas Day, (Y/n), why?”
I just smiled, “Well I guess this could be called a Christmas Miracle. To be honest, this wasn’t how I expected to be spending Christmas; in the hospital with a blood monitor attached to me, but, now I see this, I’m just glad you’re alive, Dad. There was something I was going to give you two years ago, but…”
“Mrs Hudson and the others are on their way, they’re bringing a few things as well, (Y/n).”
Sometime later, there was a knock on the door. After being allowed entry, the door opened to reveal a nurse, “Sorry to interrupt during visiting, but a few people want to come in. What should I say?”
“Let them in please,” I spoke up trying to make sure I was heard.
“Oh, you’ve woken up. Are you sure?”
I nodded again, “Yes. let them in please.”
The nurse nodded and a few minutes later three people entered the room, three people I knew very well; Mrs Hudson, Molly and Detective Inspector Lestrade. All three of them smiled at me when they saw I was awake, and it was only once they were in the room properly, that I noticed they were carrying a bag each. Me, still being a child at heart was curious about the contents of them but I knew that if I was meant to be told I would be.
“Good to see you’re awake, (Y/n),” Mrs Hudson spoke walking over, carrying the bag she was holding, “I believe this is what you were wanting. You hid it well, you know.”
“Well, I had to be careful. If had even been remotely obvious, it would have been found within 30 seconds,” I replied, motioning to my father as I took the wrapped box from the landlady. A smile returned to my face as I turned to face my father, “I was going to give this to you as a birthday present two years ago, but… well, let’s not go into that.”
“Why didn’t you tell me about your depression, (Y/n)?”
I gulped, sending a glare towards Doctor Watson, knowing he was the one that had told my father as I sighed, “I didn’t want to worry you, anyway, stop changing the subject, here,” I spoke, handing him the box, placing my hands back in my lap, waiting for him to unwrap it.
“What is it?”
“You’ll find out if you unwrap it, Dad,” I giggled, knowing that due to the way I’d wrapped it two years ago, he was unable to deduce exactly what it was. He just gave me a small glare before unwrapping it, giving me a deadpanned look when the wrapping paper just revealed the box, “A box?”
“What is inside is your gift, Dad. Geez, I thought you were supposed to be a genius.” He eventually opened the box and his eyes widened as he pulled out the new violin, looking at me, “How did you?”
“You know the money that I’d earned from the babysitting? That’s where it all went. That’s why it took me so long to buy you a new one.”
And for once, he smiled, “Thank you.”
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I’m not too happy with this but I have no idea how to continue it so I’m just going to leave it here….Day 3 done!
Sirius Oneshot - It's the Inside that Counts
Requested?: No
Prompt: None
Type of oneshot: Fluff?
Timing: Marauders’ Era (7th Year)
Reader's Relations: Newt’s granddaughter (don’t ask how this works, I just wanted it to be a thing in this oneshot, because he’s best boy and it kind of works)
Reader’s House: Gryffindor
Warnings: Bullying
Other notes: The reader is slightly chubby in this. Also in this, your parents died when you were young, so you live with Newt and Tina.
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“Really? You honestly thought I’d want to date you when you look like that?” I tried to hold back the tears as my, now, ex-boyfriend kicked me to the curb metaphorically, continuing to say hurtful words, another girl hanging onto his arm, “You’re dumber than I thought. I was just using you because of your family.” And with that, he walked off, the girl following next to him, laughing. I sighed and stood up trying not to let the tears fall as I made my way back up to the common room. When I got up to my dorm, I sat down on my bed and sighed, taking my robe off so I was more comfortable, and laid down on my stomach, finally letting the tears fall.
That was when I started to hear small squeaks and I felt a small weight on my head. I let out a small giggle and lifted my hand, allowing the bowtruckle to step on before I brought my hand to my face, “Hello there. Did you stow away in my robes?” The small green creature looked down refusing to make eye contact and I giggled, “At least you’ve been found, Pickett.” I sighed, placed him down on my pillow and wiped my eyes, trying to stop the tears from flowing as I reached into my bag and pulled out a piece of parchment and a quill. I immediately started writing to my grandfather to let him know that Pickett was safe and hadn’t been stolen/harmed. Once I was done, I folded it up and let Pickett up on my shoulder before leaving the dorm, and heading up to the owlery.
“(Y/n)? Where are you going?”
“Owlery,” I replied in a monotone voice, refusing to look at Jen as I knew how observant she was and that she’d be able to tell I’d been crying from my face if she hadn’t by my tone of voice, “You’ve been crying. You can tell me what’s up, you know that, right?” I nodded, “Thank you, but it doesn’t matter. Now can I continue up to the owlery please?” She narrowed her eyes and let me go causing me to sigh in relief. I really didn’t want her to find out that William had broken up with me as I knew she’d tell the Marauders because of how protective they were of me. They didn’t need to be, it wasn’t like I was related to any of them, they just decided they were going to protect me for some reason. Once I’d sent the letter off to my grandparents, I walked outside and sat down by a tree by the Black Lake as it was just after dinner and curfew wasn’t for a few more hours and the outside air helped me to think better.
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“It was hilarious! You should have been there Prongs, his face was priceless.”
“Mate, shh. Is that.. Look it is! Where’s (Y/n) though?”
I looked up from my food to see William walking into the Great Hall, a random Slytherin hanging onto his arm looking as sneaky as ever.
“I swear to Godric if that git broke up with her, I’ll have is head.”
“Pads, calm down we know you like her.”
“Oh shut it, Prongs, you’d be the same if someone had done the same to your precious Lily” I retorted. Before James could reply, I felt a presence next to me and I looked up to see Bella.
“Have you seen (Y/n)?” I asked, curious as to where she was as she and Bella were normally inseparable, but Bella just shook her head, “Sorry, Sirius. I haven’t seen her since Transfiguration ended, but if I see her this evening, I’ll let her know you’re looking for her.”
“Thank you.”
“Wait a minute, I have an idea.”
“Huh? What do you mean, Moony?”
“Just, give me a minute.”
Without another word, he spun around in his seat to face the Hufflepuff table, directly where Jen was sitting, “Jen, have you seen (Y/n)?”
“Hm? Oh yeah, I saw her going up to the owlery before dinner. She looked like she’d been crying but refused to tell me why. If she’s not in her dorm or the common room, then I don’t know. Wait a minute, why didn’t you guys just use that map of yours? Don’t worry I won’t tell anyone about it.”
Moony thanked her and turned around as we all banged our heads on the table, “Why didn’t we think of the map? When we get back up we’re checking that map and finding where she is.”
------------------------YOUR POV
“Alright Pickett, you can sit on my head,” I muttered as the bowtruckle refused to go back in my pocket, “But you’ve got to hide when I go back inside, “Okay?”
Pickett just stuck his tongue out at me and blew a raspberry, “I thought you were taught not to do that. If you’re discovered, then it’ll mean bad news for me. Please, work with me-”
“(Y/n)?”
At the sound of my name, I quickly took Pickett off my head, hiding him behind my back and turned to the person, “Oh, Sirius, hey, what are you doing out here?”
“I wanted to talk, have you been crying?” he asked, reaching out and taking my hand in his, which I didn’t reject, surprising him as every other time he’d tried to make physical contact with me, I’d pushed him away. I sighed and nodded, releasing my grip on Pickett before placing him back on my head and wiping my eyes with my now free hand, “Y-yeah. Promise not to tell anyone else?” Sirius nodded and I took a deep breath, “William broke up with me. Told me he was just using me because of my family and that ‘no one would want to date someone who looked like me’. He then called me fat, along with a load of other hurtful stuff and then walked off,” I spoke, the tears coming back to my eyes again, this time I just let them fall, only stopping when I felt Sirius wiping them, “(Y/n), please don’t cry. I don’t like seeing you cry, it makes me cry when you’re upset and don’t believe anything that jerk says, you’re perfect the way you are.”
“He’s right though, Sirius. No one would want to date me, I am fat-” I was cut off when he placed a finger to my lips, “Do not say that about yourself in my presence. You are not fat, (Y/n). You are perfect, and I know one person who would want to date you.”
“W-who?” I asked, looking up at him. Instead of replying, he took my cheek in his hand and bent down to my level, kissing me, “Me.” I felt my face turn bright red and I blinked, bringing my hand up to my lips once he’d stepped back a little, “Y-you? You’d want to date me?”
“I-if you wanted to date me back, then yeah. I’ve been in love with you since 3rd year, (Y/n). You know how Prongs used to go on and on about Lily before she finally gave in and started dating him?” I nodded and Sirius continued, “Well, Moony told me I was the exact same with you. Apparently, I wouldn’t shut up about you and complain about that git of a boyfriend you had whenever I could. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a nose to go and break.”
I giggled and grabbed his hand before he got too far from me, “I-if you’re serious that you’d want to date me, honestly, I’d be lucky to be the one to have grabbed your attention. I like you too, Sirius.”
That stopped him in his tracks, and he turned back towards me, grabbing my upper arms and kissing me again, “I would be the lucky one, (Y/n). I love you so much.”
“I-I love you too, Sirius. Are you sure I’m not too chubby for you to date?”
He shook his head, “No. You are perfect the way you are, how many times do I have to say it? It’s what’s on the inside that counts, not what you look like. I love you for the way you act and your personality, not what you look like.” At that moment Pickett jumped off my head and onto Sirius’ hand, causing me to smile, “It looks like Pickett approves, please don’t tell any of our professors he’s here. Honestly, he stowed away on my robes, or well, in my clothes in general.”
“I won’t don’t worry, (Y/n). I’d never do anything to get you into trouble.”
“Thank you. I love you, Sirius.”
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Hehe, more Sirius fluff.
Sirius Oneshot - Sometimes the Truth isn't as it Seems
Requested?: No
Prompt: None
Type of oneshot: Fluff????? Idk if this would be classed as fluff, it’s more ‘gen with a bit of romance at the beginning and end’
Timing: Marauders’ Era/Golden Trio Era (Specifically Deathly Hallows time) (You’re in 6th year, the Marauders’ are in 7th)
Reader's Relations: James' sister
Reader’s House: Gryffindor, but it can also be read as the reader just hanging out in the Gryffindor common room a lot)
Warnings: Mentions of death, spoilers for Deathly Hallows (Do I need to add that bit? - also spoilers in ‘Other Notes’)
Other notes: In this, you're also an animagus, specifically a cat (This took me ages to decide what animal to pick (I went from bird to cat, to fox, to bird and back to cat…)) This is also written as if Sirius, Remus and Tonks didn’t die (Because I hate angst, and I don’t like having the latter two dead…), also written referencing the Yule Ball during the Marauders’ time at Hogwarts
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“Well, this a new development. If I had to bet on which of the three of you didn’t know how to dance, I definitely would not have been on you, Sirius.”
“Please?”
I rolled my eyes at him giving me the puppy dog eyes and stood up, “Fine. I’ll teach you how to waltz. Don’t want you embarrassing yourself in front of whichever girl you decide to take to the Yule Ball.” I took off the hoodie I had been wearing and pulled Sirius up so were standing in the middle of the common room.
“Here? Now?”
I nodded, “Yes, it’s only us plus James and Remus here. No one else. Plus the more practice you get in, the better. Now, place your right hand on my waist, so that your hand is on my back.” Sirius’s eyes widened and I noticed his face had turned a bit pink, “Sirius, you have to do this. If you don’t put your hand on my waist, I can’t teach you how to waltz!” I spoke, trying to stay calm, taking his hand in mine and placing it on my waist myself, placing my left hand on his shoulder, “Now, we take each other’s other hands,” I continued, taking his left hand in my right. I continued to show him, teaching him the step of the basic waltz, counting, “1, 2, 3,” out loud to keep him in time. After a few minutes, he’d picked it up and I didn’t need to count any more, we were just in our own world. Then, we made complete eye contact and I felt his grip on my waist tighten and he stopped moving, pulling me into him as he kissed me. I was shocked to the point where I zoned out and by the time I’d come back to my sense, he’d broken off and was nowhere to be seen.
“He ran through the portrait hole, (Y/n). Go after him, he’s been crush on you since 4th year!”
“And you’re okay with that?” I asked, turning my attention to James, who nodded, “Yup! I can’t control who my best friend falls in love with, whether it’s my younger sister or not.” I smiled and ran out of the common room, narrowly avoiding running into Lily as I ran down the staircase, having just caught a glimpse of Sirius. Eventually, I caught up with him when he was sitting by the Black Lake, his head between his knees and chest. As I got closer I heard sobs coming from him and I felt my heart break. I took a deep breath and walked over, sitting down next to him, “Sirius. Can we talk?”
He looked up and wiped his eyes to make it seem like he wasn’t crying, “L-listen, I’m so sorry! I just got caught up in the moment and Prongs said you liked me back! I should have known this was one of his pranks.”
I let out a tiny giggle which he noticed, “And now your laughing at me, great. I ruined my chance,” he continued, putting his head back down, avoiding eye contact with me. I just placed a hand on his cheek, bringing his face so I could look him in the eye. Before he could protest, I kissed him, “I was just surprised you kissed me. It wasn’t because I didn’t feel the same, Sirius. I’ve had a crush on you since I was in 4th year. I froze up because I wasn’t expecting it. I didn’t mean to make you feel like I didn’t return your feelings.”
“Would you be my girlfriend, (Y/n)?”
I nodded, “Of course. I wouldn’t have run out here after you or kiss you if I didn’t feel romantic attraction to you, Sirius. I’d love to be your girlfriend.”
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“Harry, they’re here.”
I walked over to where Hermione was standing, well crouching over a gravestone. When I got to her, she’d brushed the snow away. My parents’ gravestone. As I was re-reading the words slowly, Hermione crouched down in front of a neighbouring gravestone. I heard her gasp as, I presumed she read it, “Harry look.” I tore my attention away from the gravestone of my parents to look at the one Hermione was looking at.
‘(Y/n) Potter, born (Birth Date), 1961, died ?? 1981, body not discovered’
“Harry, this means you had other family.”
“But she’s dead! Nothing we can do about that!” I replied, frustrated, “Plus how do we know she’s my family?”
“You’re not thinking properly, Same surname as your dad, and it’s highly unlikely... I’m not even going to go there, but from this, I have a feeling she’s your aunt, your dad’s sister, plus ‘body not discovered’. That means she could have got away. I’ve been reading about the night your parents were killed, and from what Sirius told us, it’s a good chance that she was there that night. The newspapers I’ve acquired from a few days after this, she was pronounced dead because she’d gone missing the night your parents were killed. There’s a possibi-”
“Hermione, shh.”
“Don’t shush me! I’m trying to-”
“Shh, I’m being serious, there’s something in that bush,” I replied, whispering. The next thing we knew, a black cat had run out of the bushes and sat down in front of (Y/n)’s gravestone, looking at the writing.
“Are you lost?”
The cat turned to us and shook its head as if it could understand what I’d said.
“Don’t be ridiculous, Harry. Was she your owner?” Hermione asked, her question directed to the cat. Again, it shook its head.
“Now who’s being ridiculous?”
Before Hermione could answer the cat had stood up and walked up to me, brushing against my leg. Hermione gestured to me to bend down, which I did and the cat nuzzled into my hand.
“It seems like this cat knows you, Harry.”
“You don’t say, but how?”
“Maybe it belonged to your parents? Cats have good memories, perhaps it thinks you’re James?” I felt myself stiffen slightly and turned to the cat, “I’m not your owner, little one.”
The cat just rolled its eyes, something I didn’t know cats could do, and gently bit my sleeve, pulling me along, “You want us to follow you?” The cat let go and nodded, walking off back into the bushes from which it had emerged and we followed, slowly as to make sure we didn’t get scratched much. Once we followed the cat into a clearing it turned to us, and a few seconds later, a woman, who looked to be in her late 30s was in front of us.
YOUR POV
“Finally, this feels good.”
“Who are you?”
I chuckled, “You look so much like your father, Harry. So so much. I’m sorry if I startled you, but I’m your aunt. Miss Granger, you’re correct, by the way. Before that night, Harry, I lived with your parents, being the one to go out and get food and stuff when it was needed. When You-Know-Who, came that night, your mother told me to take you and run, wanting to know you would be okay. I’m sorry you had to go to the Dursleys, but at that time I wasn’t able to look after you myself.”
Instead of lashing out at me, like I’d expected Harry to do, he just hugged me, “At least I have someone.”
“Harry, when this war is over, would you like to come and live with me? If you don’t want to, it’s okay, I’m just putting it out there.”
I heard him gasp slightly, “The thing is, Sirius already asked me to come and live with him, if I wanted to, and I accepted.”
“Oh, well, then I know he’ll take good care of you,” I replied, smiling.
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Without giving it a second thought, I transformed into my cat form and ran out from the Hogwarts side of the battlefield, running towards Voldemort, only for him to kick me out of the way. I land on some rubble and felt a sharp pain in my back, before falling unconscious.
HARRY’S POV
Once it was over, and Voldemort had been defeated, I ran over to where he’d previously kicked (Y/n), and leaned over, checking to see if she was still breathing. There was breath but it was very faint. I picked her up gently, as she was still in her cat form, and ran into the Great Hall, where all the injured participants had been brought (I did research on this, if a witch or wizard is killed in their animagus form, they return to their human form, however, it was not mentioned anywhere about severe, but non-fatal injuries, so this is like my headcanon, that if they are injured, then they’ll remain in their animagus form until completely recovered then are able to transform back into their human form.)
“Potter? Why have you got a cat?”
“Madame Pomfrey, you have to help, please. It’s my aunt, not just a cat.”
“Are you sure?”
I nodded, “Please you have to help. Is there any way to get her back in her human form?”
“If this cat is truly an animagus then we’ll have to wait until she’s fully healed, then she’ll be able to transform back.”
YOUR POV
I awoke, lying on some form of mat on the floor of the Great Hall. When I looked down I saw I was still in my cat form, and surprisingly, I felt completely better. I transformed back into my human form and stood up, thankful to stretch my legs. I then noticed two voices I recognised, albeit slightly deeper than I remembered, “There’s nothing you can do, Remus.”
“Be quiet, Sirius, you’re not helping!”
I giggled to myself and walked up to the two of them, tapping Sirius on the shoulder, causing him to turn to look at me, “(Y/n)? (Y/n) it’s really you! Moony, look who it-”
“Don’t joke around, Sirius.”
I let out another giggle, “You should really listen to Sirius sometimes, Rem. Sometimes, he is serious.” Remus looked up from whoever’s body he’d been looking at and turned to me. His eyes widened and he came up and hugged me, “You’re alive. How?”
Before I was able to answer, there were other voices, “Is that really her?”, “It can’t be, (Y/n) Potter was killed the same night her brother and sister-in-law were.” “But she’s right there!”
I bit my lip not being used to all the attention and soon heard a voice I hadn’t heard in a very long time, “(Y/n) Potter?”
I turned around to see Professor McGonagall standing there, a questionable look on her face, “Oh, hello Professor McGonagall, long time no see, huh?”
“As you are an unregistered animagus, you should be reported to the Ministry immediately.”
“I-I know the laws about animagi, Professor. I apologise,” I responded, looking down at my feet, trying not to let the tears fall, knowing I would be sent to Azkaban for several years.
She just sighed, “However,” she started, and my head shot up as she continued, “I understand the circumstances of why, so, if you wish to register yourself, I will come with you.” My eyes widened and I smiled, “T-thank you, Professor, but won’t the Ministry ask why I didn’t come earlier?”
“In that case, you’ll just have to say it was recent. I suggest you leave it a month and then go, then you can say that you became one after the war.”
I smiled and nodded again, “Thank you again, professor, for not reporting me.” Professor McGonagall just placed a hand on my shoulder, “I understand why you became an animagus, and I know why you didn’t immediately go to the ministry, so I’m just helping you out. As your former house mistress, it’s the least I can do,” she spoke, before walking off. I then felt arms wrap around my waist, “So, what do we do now Miss Rule Breaker?” I rolled my eyes, knowing exactly who it was, and turned around, placing my hands on Sirius’ shoulders, “I had a right mind to tell her you were an animagus too, Sirius. You know that.”
“I know, but you didn’t, which proves something to me... You still love me,” he spoke, a smirk on his face. In response, I just wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him.
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“You’ll be fine. Just deep breaths. Nothing will go wrong, trust me, I’ve planned everything, and gone through it five times.”
I let out a deep breath as Hermione finished off my hair, continuing my train of ‘what could go wrong?’s, “Most people only get this day once in their lives, Hermione. It’s nerve-wracking! What if I trip over? Or mess up? Or do anything else that’s wrong?”
Hermione sighed in response and took out her wand, pointing it towards the bottom of my long white dress. She muttered a spell and it shrunk to be in line with my knees, the trail still intact though, “There. Now you’re not going to trip over your dress.”
I smiled at her, “I’m glad my nephew has a friend like you, Hermione. You’ve been so much of a help.”
She smiled and put her wand back inside the sleeve of her dress, a lilac-ish coloured knee-high, with small otter imprints on the hem, my dress having a cat and dog motif scattered around it to represent both mine and Sirius’ animagi forms.
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“What did you decide to name him?”
I looked up to see Harry as well as Remus and Tonks, as she still insisted to be called, who was holding a now, 5-month-old Teddy in her arms. I smiled and turned to Sirius, who was too pre-occupied with the baby in his arms to notice anyone else in the room. I just giggled seeing him fawning over the child and turned my attention back to the others, “Well, we decided to call him Orion, with James as a middle name, isn’t that right, Sirius?” I finished, turning towards him, eventually having to poke him, “Huh? Oh yeah. I still think we should have called him ‘Mini Padfoot’.”
“And I already said that can be his nickname, well his nickname from you, he’ll be my little Oreo.”
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“Aunty (Y/n)!” I soon lost my balance a bit when two small but strong arms wrapped around my shins. I smiled and bent down, “Hello to you too, Teddy. Are you ready for your monthly sleepover?” Teddy nodded vigorously and ran off in his now 5-year-old glory upstairs, to, I guessed, get his bag. (ik the reader wouldn’t be Teddy’s aunt, it’s just an affectionate nickname)
“(Y/n), thank you so much for this. Sorry, it’s so last minute, Tonks’ parents weren’t able to take him this time.”
“It’s fine. Teddy’s a delight to have, plus, I think he’s going to have more fun this time,” I replied just as Teddy reappeared at the top of the stairs. He made his way down slowly, having his small rucksack on his back, as he grabbed ahold of the bannister, supporting himself so he didn’t fall. He walked over to me, “Ready!” He motioned to his bag and I giggled as Tonks emerged, a slightly larger bag in her hands than the one that was on Teddy’s back. As she handed it to me she spoke, “That’s got his clothes in it, and the stuff he actually needs. The rucksack of filled with things he wanted to bring himself.”
“Got it. Ready to go?” I asked, looking down at Teddy. He nodded and gave his parents a hug before walking back to me and taking my hand. I smiled and bid my farewells to Remus and Tonks before we walked out the door and down a few paths to where I knew it would be safe to apparate.
“There’s a surprise waiting for you when we get back, Teddy.”
“Really? What is it?”
I giggled, “It wouldn’t be a surprise if I told you, now would it?” I replied, ruffling his hair a bit, “Right, up you come, and make sure you’re holding on tightly.” I bent down and picked him up in my non-wand hand, before quickly disapparating, appearing on the front doorstep of mine and Sirius’ house. I opened the front door after putting Teddy down and we walked in.
“No, you do it like this. See, watch this,” I heard Sirius’ voice speak, followed by a bunch of babbling. Teddy looked up at me in confusion, “Has Uncle Sirius gone crazy?” I giggled, “Follow the voice and you’ll find your surprise, Teddy.” He nodded and walked into the living room, where I’d heard Sirius’ voice come from, and I followed him, seeing Sirius sitting on the floor with his legs crossed and looking down at Orion, who was messing around with a small toy.
“Siri, look who’s come to play,” I spoke, disturbing the scene. Sirius looked up and saw Teddy before smiling, “Little Dude, how you doing?”
Teddy just looked back at me and I giggled at his confusion.
“Mama!” My gaze immediately went to Orion and my smile increased as I walked over, picking him up, “Hello, my little Oreo! I’ve brought you a new playmate.”
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3062 words ending it here before it gets any longer… I will be sleeping now
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Cress oneshot (NEEDS A NAME)
Requested?: No
Prompt: 1. "Delete that! I look terrible!" "I think you look beautiful.", 2. "Did you just kiss me?" (both taken from Pinterest)
Type of oneshot: Fluff
Reader's Relations: Friends with the triplets
AU?: Yes, High School
Reader's Home Region: Not applicable
Warnings: None
Other notes: None
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"I can't help it! Why did this have to happen to me?!"
I giggled and patted the redhead on the shoulder, "I feel ya, Chili, you have no idea how many girls I have had crushes on in the past and then they've turned out to be straight."
Chili just lifted his head up from the table it had been banged on a few minutes prior and gave me a blank stare and I immediately regretted it, "Sorry, that was probably the wrong thing to say…I just realised I gotta go do something!" I grabbed the remainder of my packed lunch and stood up, running off, leaving the triplets to have their own conversation.
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"Hey (Y/n)! Guess what!!" I turned around from talking to one of my friends to see Chili dragging Clyde, the guy he'd had a massive crush on for ages, behind him, a massive smile on the former's face.
"Oh, hey Chili, what's up?"
"I finally told him!"
I smiled widely, "That's great, Chili! I'm so happy for you!"
"Thanks, (Y/n)! I knew you'd be supportive! Now we gotta get you and Cress together!"
My head shot up, "What?! H-how did you know?!"
Chili just smirked and made a little nod to my friend, "I have my sources." I froze and turned to (F/n), sending her smirking face a glare, causing her to run off. I rolled my eyes and turned back to Chili, "Don't listen to what (F/n) says. She's al-"
"Chillax, (Y/n)! Cress likes you back!"
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"Group photo!" Chili exclaimed squishing the 6 of us in a hug, his phone in his hand, causing us all to look surprised as Chili snapped the photo. Once he'd taken it, he showed it to us with a massive smile, "This one's going as my background!"
"Chilli, delete that! I look terrible!" I squeaked, reaching out.
"Aww, don't be a party pooper, (Y/n). It looks great."
"I think you look beautiful," I heard from behind me, making my face flare up red as I turned around to see Cress right in front of me, causing my face to go even redder, "R-really?"
He just chuckled, "Would this prove my point?" Before I could reply, he'd taken my cheek in his hand and kissed me, causing my brain to go blank. Once he broke off, I was left utterly stunned. Once I'd managed to comprehend the situation, I still didn't believe what had happened, "D-did you just kiss me?"
Cress' face turned slightly pink and he turned away from me, nodding. I smiled widely and grabbed the collar of his shirt, pulling him in and kissing him. Breaking off, I smiled, "That makes me so happy to hear, Cress. To be honest, you have no idea how long I've had a crush on you."
"Same here, (Y/n)."
I smiled widely and kissed him again.
"And that's my new phone wallpaper!" I whipped my head around to look at Chili, glaring at him, "Don't you dare. You can keep the other one, delete that picture right now or you'll be dead."
I then heard chuckling from beside me, "I congratulate you two. (Y/n), I trust you'll take care of Cress for us."
"Of course, I wouldn't dream of hurting him at all. You know that, Cilan!" I joked, nudging his elbow, "In all seriousness though, I love him and would never ever do anything that could hurt him in any way," I continued leaning my head on Cress' chest/shoulder (depending on your height).
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And, another one! Please let me know if you can think of a title for this please.
