Ace Attorney Secret Santa 2022!

Sirius Oneshot - Some Facts are Good to Know

Requested?: No Prompt: None Type of oneshot: Fluff, with small angst Timing: Marauders’ Era (7th Year) AU?: No Voldemort AU (Cause it’s for plot) Reader's Relations: Sirius’ girlfriend Reader’s Blood Status: Pure Blood Reader’s House: Hufflepuff Warnings: None

Other notes: I believe in my ‘Bisexual James’ headcanon so there’s a bit of mention to it at the end of this oneshot.

I felt the tears streaming down my face as I read the letter from my parents, unable to keep them in in front of my friends. “(Y/n)? What happened?” I sniffed and folded the letter, putting it in my pocket, “It’s nothing, Jen. I’m fine.” “You’re not though! You’re crying, that means you’re not okay,” she protested, taking another mouthful of the bowl of cereal in front of her, before adjusting her glasses, “I know you, you don’t cry when you’re happy.” “Please, drop the subject. I don’t want to talk about it at the moment. All I’m going to tell you is that I’m going to need to talk to Sirius about the contents before I can tell you, okay?” Jen just sighed in response, knowing she wasn’t going to get anything out of me, “Fine.” Once I’d finished my breakfast, I stood up quickly, not wanting to be in the Great Hall for longer than I had to be. I felt the tears coming back and I had to try hard not to let them fall as I was walking out of the Great Hall. SIRIUS’ POV “I’m telling you, it was hilarious, you should have been there! Snivillous’ face was hilarious!” “Yeah, whatever you say, Prongs. I’m trying to eat here,” I replied, coldly, turning back to the food in font of me. “What’s up? Normally you want to know everything about our pranks.” “I’ve just been thinking. What we should be talking about is your bisexuality…” I replied, smirking, causing Prongs’ face to turn beat red, “I-I am not!” “Dropping it is a good idea. Sirius, you might want to go and comfort your girlfriend. She just ran past and she’s been crying. Her eyes are red.” “What did you say, Moony?!” Before he could reply I’d stood up and ran off chasing (Y/n), forgetting that I’d left the letter on my chair. I eventually caught up to her just as she was approaching her Common Room, “(Y/n)! Wait!” YOUR POV I turned around when I heard my name, “Oh, hi, Sirius. Did you need something?” I asked, refusing to make eye contact with him. “Moony said he saw you crying. What’s wrong? The girlfriend of the Amazing Sirius Black should never be sad!” I let out a small giggle at his attitude before sighing, “Can we go talk about this somewhere more private, please? I don’t really want everyone to know.” Sirius nodded and we ended up sitting by the Black Lake. I gulped, “It’s just,” I took a very deep breath and closed my eyes for a bit, not looking at him, “Siri, we’re going to have to break up.” It took him a moment to process before, “WHAT?!” “I know. I really don’t want to, but I have to.” “Wait.. what do you mean ‘have to’?” I just sighed and pulled the letter from my pocket, “Read this.” He took it from me and read it; “(Y/n). You should know what this is about. You still haven’t found a suitable husband which is why me and your father have arranged for you to meet someone. He’s of the same age as you and will be coming over to our house at some point in July, I will need to write to his mother to confirm the exact date, but when it comes, I expect you to be on your best behaviour. It’s the least you can do after being made into the family embarrassment when you were sorted into Hufflepuff. Our family has been in Slytherin for generations, and then you had to go and mess it up. I will see you when the train arrives. You’ll find out who the boy is when you met him, and NO, you do not have a choice about this. (M/n)” I soon felt him wrap an arm around me and pull me closer causing me to start crying again, “I’m sorry, there’s nothing I can do. You read the letter, I’m not being given a choice. I’m sorry, Sirius if I’d just told my parents we were together rather than keeping it hidden, I probably wouldn’t be in this situation,” I spoke, lifting my head and leaning it on hush shoulder, “I love you, Siri. Never forget that.” “I love you too (Y/n). If your ‘husband-to-be’ gets mysteriously killed, you know where to find me.”

I giggled and leaned up, pressing a kiss to his cheek, “I know, but please don’t try to kill him.”

The da came when I was introduced to the person my parents were forcing me to marry. We’d all been sitting around the dining table when there was the sound of something falling on the ground and voices, “I told you, I didn’t want to come, Prongs, what are you-” “Shh, they’ll hear us.” “Isn’t that the point?” I looked at my mother and she looked at me before standing up and walking towards where the voices were coming from. I quietly followed her and was surprised to see James and Sirius talking to my mother. “Mrs (L/n)! You can’t force (Y/n) to marry that git! She’s in love with someone else!” I heard James shout. “You have no right to tell me who my daughter can or can’t marry. Now leave these premises immediately!” “Mother, please. James is telling the truth. I’m never going to fall in love with Edward like you want. My heart already belongs to someone,” I spoke up, walking over to the two boys and taking Sirius’ hand in mine, “I love Sirius and I always will. I don’t want to marry the guy you want me to marry.” My mother looked at me then to Sirius and back to me, “Truthfully?” I nodded eagerly and she sighed, turning back to Sirius, “Young Mister Black, do you love my daughter?” Sirius mirrored my actions, nodding eagerly, “I love her so much. There are no words to describe how much I love her.” I felt my heart melt, “Mrs (L/n), please, reconsider.” “(M/n), are you pulling out of the arrangement?” I looked behind my mother to see Edward’s mother standing with him by her side. My mother looked at me and Sirius, both of us giving her massive puppy dog eyes and sighed, turning back to Edward and his mother, “I’m sorry Martha, but I can’t force my daughter to marry someone she does not love.” I felt my heart swell inside and I hugged her, “Thank you.” “Understandable,” Edward’s mother replied. I could see that Edward looked a bit hurt, and I pecked Sirius’ cheek before walking over, “I’m sorry about this, but I hope we can still be friends?” He nodded, “Of course, Miss (L/n),” he replied taking my hand and kissing it like a gentleman, “Your boyfriend is very lucky, you are very pretty.” “Oh thank you, I’m sure you’ll find someone who loves you too.” “I believe I already have. Hello, Jamie.” I felt a smirk increase on my face and Sirius and I both looked back at James, whose face was bright red. It was then that something clicked in my head, “I knew it. I knew you were bisexual, James. So was this why you didn’t want to tell us who you’d been sneaking off to see… because it wasn’t a girl.” Sirius sent me a smirk and walked over to James, tugging his arm, pulling him over before pushing him into Edward, the two of them falling on the floor. I giggled, “I think we better leave these lovebirds to their thing, don’t you think?” Sirius nodded and wrapped an arm around my waist as we both walked back into the living room. —-----------------------END OF ONESHOT So.. this happened heheheheheheh…….

The Girl That I Want to Be - Sherlock x Adopted Daughter! Reader

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Type of Oneshot: Angst/Songfic/Fluff

Song Used: The Pony I Wanna Be from MLP

Reader's Relations: Sherlock's adopted daughter (the how of this isn't related to the oneshot)

Warnings: None that I can think of atm…

Other Notes: Don't ask how I thought of this, also this takes place within the two years that Sherlock is 'dead' for… also you're like 15 in this btw

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

I sighed as I closed the door to 221B behind me, having let Mrs Hudson know I was going for a walk, and walked down the street, letting the thoughts of two years ago cloud my mind on the way to my destination. When I arrived in front of the great detective who had been my father figure for the majority of my life, I felt all my emotions pour out of me and I fell to my knees sobbing. By the time I'd finished my sob fest, I was sitting with my legs crossed and leaning on the grave of my adopted father. I sighed and wiped my eyes, trying to force myself to be mad at him for doing this. I then remembered the advice my father's 'friend', Dr Watson, had given me, and decided to let my sadness and anger out in one, "If I'm your diamond, then why do I feel so rough? I'm supposed to be as strong as a stone even that's not enough. There's something jagged in me and I've made such mistakes. I thought that diamonds were hard though I feel I could break."

I hadn't realised, but during my little sing, I'd fallen asleep and when I awoke, I was lying on a bench, my head resting on something soft, and on further inspection, when I'd woken up more, I realised it had been the lap of Inspector Lestrade. I immediately sat up with a start and apologised for falling asleep on him.

"(Y/n), calm down. You don't need to apologise. Now let's get you home it is late after all, what are you doing out for a walk at thing hour?"

I bit my lip and nodded but turned away from him as he stood up and started leading me back to Baker Street, a hand on my shoulder in a comforting way.

"I-I don't want to talk about it."

"I understand that (Y/n), I know it's hard for you, and we're all in the same situation. We all miss him in the sa-"

"No. You don't understand! You don't know what I've been through. My parents were murdered right in front of my eyes when I was eight, and it traumatised me so much, that I now have trust issues and the one person I thought I could trust most is also gone now and I don't know what to do!" I shouted, shrugging his hand off me and increasing my walking pace. Although, unfortunately for me, due to the height difference, me being a fifteen-year-old girl, and him being an adult male, the Detective Inspector caught up to me very easily, "(Y/n), you're right. I really don't understand what you've been through, but it's past midnight, and your fa-well, I'll be metaphorically dead if I let you walk home alone. Come on."

I froze at the almost mention of… him, and nodded defeatedly, knowing that Mrs Hudson was probably worried sick, and had probably notified Dr Watson that I hadn't returned yet, meaning he was probably starting to panic about what had happened to me too, "You're right. I-I'm sorry for lashing out at you, Inspector." I responded, bowing my head in shame.

"No, I needed that, (Y/n). Come on, I'll take you home."

However, on the way back to Baker Street, Inspector Lestrade was called to a crime scene, and he dragged me there, as he still wouldn't let me just walk home alone and I was made to sit on a bench somewhere he could still keep an eye on me. I sighed to myself and let the thoughts come back to me again, "Would you believe that I've always wished I could be somebody else? Yet I can't see what I need to do to be the girl that I want to be. I've been told my whole life what to do, what to say, nobody showed me that there might be some better way." This was kind of true. Growing up, I was subject to seeing many dead bodies and other crimes, as for some reason, I was dragged to every crime scene that my father and Dr Watson went to investigate, "and now I feel like I'm lost, I don't know what to do. The ground is sinking away, I'm about to fall through." It was true, with the incident two years ago, when I found out, it was like my whole world had crashed down into me, "Would you believe that I've always wished I could be somebody else? Yet I can't see what I need to do to be the girl that I want to be…To be the girl that I wan-Aaah! Geez, please don't sneak up on me like that!"

"Sorry, (Y/n), but I've been trying to get your attention for the last five minutes. Come on, let's get you home."

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

The first thing I did when I saw him right in front of me was gasp and blink before snapping out of it, "No…nononono, I must be dreaming."

"(Y/n), you're not dreaming. I'm here, and listen I am so sorry about this. I had no idea it would affect you this badly, you know how I am with fe-"

I felt the tears come to my eyes and I ran up to him hugging him, "I don't care about that now, you're alive and that's all that matters. I understand that you were trying to protect those close to you and I forgive, but please, never do that to me again, Dad, please."

"I won't. Don't worry, (Y/n)."

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

Yeah… so this came to me…… meh I'm on holiday for two weeks now so yay!!

Ace Attorney Discord Server

Please join. We need more members

Deductions or Doctor? - John x Reader

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Reader's Relations: Sherlock and Mycroft's Sister

Warnings: None

Other Notes: In this you're part of Scotland Yard (it's for a certain reason….)

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

"THAT'S IT! I'm GOING to actually kill Lestrade next time I see him!" I shouted slamming the door to 221B Baker Street behind me and walking upstairs.

"And what's up with you?"

I ignored John's question and sat down on the sofa, starting to angrily tap my foot on the floor.

"It's clear. (Y/n) is distres-"

"Don't you bloody dare be a smart ass Sherlock, I'm not in the bloody mood for your deductions right now. If you want to know, I'm rather annoyed because every time there's an even remotely 'exciting' case, Lestrade is immediately 'Oh let's get Sherlock Holmes. He'll solve this for us', and it just pisses me off. I mean, seriously, what impression does it give the people of London if Scotland Yard can't even solve one bloody case, always getting you," I pointed directly to my brother at that moment before continuing, "to solve any case we get, like come on!"

"I see. So, Lestrade isn't actually the cause of your frustration, it's me."

I scoffed, "Don't be so damn full of yourself Sherlock! Not everything is about you!" I replied standing up and walking to the kitchen, "Do we have anything I can eat? I'm starving."

"Strange. Are you feeling okay, (Y/n)? Normally you don't eat much."

I smiled, "Thanks for the concern John. I'm not sure, you are right, I mean I guess I did throw up this morning and I was feeling a bit lightheaded today."

"Hmm."

"What exactly does 'hmm' mean?" John asked, to which I rolled my eyes, "That is a question that's never going to get an answer, John. One thing about Sherlock is that he never explains himself!"

"Well I'm about to if you let me speak, (Y/n)!" Sherlock interrupted, continuing to pace around the flat. I rolled my eyes, "You're not the doctor here, Sherlock! So if there's something wrong with me, then John's the one that would know, not you!" I retorted, continuing to tap my foot on the ground angrily.

"Please stop doing that, it's incredibly annoying when I'm trying to think."

"Oh shut it, Sherlock! Just go into your little 'Mind Palace' or whatever you call it. I am not in the mood for this!"

"Ahh, (Y/n), you're back. I had a feeling you'd be in a bad mood, so I made you your favourite."

I smiled and ceased my foot tapping, turning to the doorway, "Mrs Hudson, you are my saviour! I'm starving and this is exactly what I need right now." I walked up to her and took the tray, going to sit at the sofa, seeing as it was the only available space, as Sherlock's 'experiments' had taken over every other surface in the flat, and digging in. The food was great, however the glass of water that Mrs Hudson had given me tasted like wax and I reluctantly swallowed it, "Eeugh. That tastes disgusting."

"Hmm, further proof of my theory. John, take a sip of that water."

"Why should I? (Y/n) said it tasted disgusting, I'm not going to-"

John, it's for an experiment, taste the bloody water!" Sherlock snapped and John quickly walked over as I handed him the glass, continuing to eat the food.

"That tastes perfectly normal."

"Oh great… so there is something wrong with me… yay," I spoke out sarcastically. Sherlock turned to me, a smirk on his face, "Well, I wouldn't say 'wrong' (Y/n)… Although, I guess it depends on how you'd feel about becoming a mother," he whispered the last part to himself, but I still heard it, "What the bloody Hell are you talking about Sherlock?! I am not-"

"You're pregnant."

I burst out laughing, "You have GOT to be kidding Sherlock, there's no bloody way I could be pregnant! I don't even have a boyfriend for crying out loud!"

"That is irrelevant. Last night you arrived back late, after midnight to be specific, as I was still awake when you returned, working on a case, I'll have you know, and I heard your footsteps, then this morning there was a stench of alcohol coming from your room, and I noticed a glass of water and some pain killers on your bedside table this morning.-"

"I put those there, Sherlock, just stop showing off please, it's getting annoying. I'm the doctor here, if (Y/n) is pregnant, I'll be the one to be able to tell that, not you."

"All the signs are there, John. They're all there. Signs of first trimester pregnancy: Morning sickness, increase in appetite and food and drink tasting different."

"Then explain the 'how', Sherlock, my dear brother," I spoke, standing up and crossing my arms, "Let us hear your amazing theory of how the bloody Hell I can be pregnant without even having a damn boyf-"

"One night stand."

"I beg your pardon!" I squeaked, "Sherlock! I am your sister, OLDER sister to be precise, how bloody dare you!"

He just smirked at me, putting his hands together in front of his face, "I'm right though, aren't I?"

I sighed and sat back down on the sofa, "I guess it's a possibility. I did go to the bar last night to celebrate finishing the case, but one minute I am sitting at the bat having a beer, then the next thing I know I'm in some random guy's bed compete-"

"You don't need to finish that sentence, (Y/n)."

It was then that a mass surge of panic took over me, "What am I going to do?! I'm a highly respected Inspector at Scotland Yard, if this gets out to the Press it's going to ruin my whole career! I can already imagine the headlines 'Respected Scotland Yard Inspector (Y/n) Holmes Disgraced Due to Pregnancy!' I just don't know what to do!" I lay on my back on the sofa, my arm over my eyes, trying to hide the face I was crying from the two of them.

"We'll keep it a secret somehow, (Y/n)."

"How?! At the moment it's going to be easy, but it's going to get extremely hard once she starts showing, Sherlock! What's your plan then? Keep (Y/n) hidden forever?!"

"No," Sherlock replied, "It's simple, John you're a doctor, right?" John sighed and I rolled my eyes, as Sherlock continued, "Well, you can do check-ups on her when she needs them and then-"

"Sherlock, I'm an army doctor! I have no experience in childbirth!"

"That is true. In that case, we're going to have to change plan. John you will pretend to be (Y/n)'s boyfriend when she needs to go for check-ups or whatever, and when the baby is born, pretend that you're the father."

"Is that really a good idea? Why me specifically?"

Sherlock took a deep breath, "Well we can't let anyone else know, and I can hardly do it. She's my SISTER, John! That's just unsettling."

John sighed, "You're right," before turning back to me, "You alright with this, (Y/n)?" I nodded shyly, "I-I don't want this to ruin everything, but we're going to have to tell Mycroft at some point, Sherlock."

"No. Not a good idea. He'll just.. No."

"Sherlock! He deserves to know he's going to be an uncle in nine months!"

"Okay fine, but not right now."

"Okay."

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

"You feeling okay, (Y/n)?" John asked, rubbing my back as we sat in the waiting room, "This is your last check-up."

"I know. I've just been thinking. Amelia really deserves to have a father figure in her life and…"

"Y-you want me to be a father figure to her?!"

I nodded, a smile on my face, "Would you do that for me, John?"

Before he had a chance to respond, a nurse came over, "Miss Holmes, Doctor Matthews is ready for you now." I nodded and turned back to John. Taking a deep breath, I grabbed his cheeks and kissed him before standing up and following the nurse off, scared of what John's reaction was going to be.

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

I smiled and thanked Doctor Matthews before leaving her office and walking back out to the waiting room. I saw John sitting in the same place he'd been before and when he spotted me, he stood up and walked straight up to me, grabbing my upper arms and kissing me. I blinked out of surprise but soon melted into it.

"Y-you like me back?" I asked, swallowing the lump in my throat. He nodded in response and I smiled, leaning my head on his shoulder, "That makes me happy. I take it you want to to be Amelia's father figure then?"

John's only response was kissing me again, which I took as a yes, as the two of us left the hospital, John hailing a taxi back to Baker Street for us. When we got upstairs, I sat on the sofa and John came to sit next to me. I immediately snuggled into his side the best I could with my growing stomach and smiled, feeling him wrap an arm around me.

"Now this is strange because I don't actually know, what is going on with you two?"

I giggled and gave John a 'You want to tell him or should I?' look, to which he spoke, "Sherlock, I'm dating your sister, and there's nothing you can say to stop me."

Sherlock blinked in response, "Well then, I wish you both luck, but John, you hurt my sister, you're dead to me."

"Got it, Sherlock."

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

Sitting alone in the flat, again I was bored, shooting at the small target that I'd put up on the wall to shoot at. However, soon I heard the door being opened and I smiled, knowing I wasn't alone anymore, however that smile soon faltered when I saw who had walked through the door. I immediately stood up and changed my grip on the gun, "what do you want, Moriarty? You know I can just call Sherlock right now to tell him you're here. I'm sure he'd love to finally catch you!"

He just chuckled, "Nothing this time, I was just passing by and thought I might come to say hello."

I gulped as he walked closer to me, continuing to speak, "I was also thinking of what a useful purpose you could have to me."

"What are you-" before I could finish, he'd placed a pair of glasses on my face and I lost control of my own body.

------------------PART 2

I awoke in a strange room that I didn't recognise for the first few minutes, until I realised it was my childhood bedroom.

"Why am I here?"

"Don't you see it? You're bait."

"What for?"

I started shaking from nerves as I heard that evil chuckle again, "Oh dear… I guess you're not the same as your brother then… Can't you deduce why?"

I sighed, knowing fine well, "Sherlock. You're using me as bait to lead him to you."

"Correct."

--------------------SHERLOCK'S POV

"Sherlock? Your phone buzzed."

"Hmm, can you read it for me."

Instead, John just threw it on my lap, "Read your own texts." I picked my my phone and my eyes widened, "John, come with me now," I spoke hastily, standing up and grabbing my coat, seeing that John hadn't moved, "Come on."

"Are you going to tell me?"

I rolled my eyes, "It's Lestrade, (Y/n) has been taken somewhere."

"W-what? How does Lestrade know?"

"This," I replied showing him my phone, on it was a picture of a note, that Lestrade had sent along with the text, the note explaining that (Y/n) had been kidnapped as well as a code to her location.

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

"(Y/n)! We found you!"

I looked up to see Sherlock, with John and Mycroft both behind him. I smiled thankful they'd found me but then remembered, "You three need to get out of here. Moriarty is-"

"-Right here with you all. Now back up from her."

My heart started pounding again as Sherlock backed off, John and Mycroft doing the same, as Moriarty walked closer to me allowing me to stand up, "Now, Sherlock, I see you fell for it, now this is going to be your downfall. At the hands of your own sister."

"What are you talking about?"

Moriarty turned back to me, placing a gun in my hands and smiling evilly, as I then felt metal on the back of my neck, "This. You shoot one of them, and I'll let the other three of you go free," as he spoke I started to formulate ideas in my head of how to get out of this one of which being…, "If you shoot yourself, I'll let all three of them go, and if you choose not to shoot anyone, then I'll shoot you."

Again, I thought of something, but Moriarty had already realised I thought of it, "And, if you shoot me, you'll all be shot too."

I gulped and thought for a moment, before I heard three voices;

"(Y/n), shoot me, they're your brothers," John.

"(Y/n), shooting Mycroft is the better idea, then you will be able to live yourself," Sherlock.

"Don't be ridiculous (Y/n). You should do us all a favour and shoot our little brother." Mycroft.

My heart started pumping faster, and I spoke, "So… just weighing my options here," I paused and pointed the gun towards Mycroft, "There's the older brother who pretended I was invisible for 5 years, but if it weren't for him I wouldn't have my dream job of working in Scotland Yard," I then pointed it towards John, "The love of my life and the best friend I have ever had," and finally at Sherlock, "And the younger brother, who makes the whole of Scotland Yard look like idiots whenever he solves a case, as well as being an arrogant psycopath."

"I think you'll find it's 'Highly Functioning Sociopath'," Sherlock spoke out to which I rolled my eyes, blinking back the tears as well, "Now is not the time for this, Sherlock, I don't care right now what you want to call yourself."

I took a deep breath, "I have made my decision, but before I do this, please, let John and Mycroft go. I don't want to them to see this." My heart was pounding heavily and for once, Sherlock showed emotion, fear and surprise were in his eyes.

"Very well," Moriarty spoke, and I felt the metal leave my neck. While he was opening the door, letting John and Mycroft leave, I turned my attention to Sherlock, "Sher, on the count of three, run."

"What?"

"Run. On 3."

"What about you?"

"I know what I'm doing, just trust me on this, please." He nodded as Moriarty walked back and I felt the gun on my neck again. I took a deep breath.

"I'm waiting."

As my heart was pounding, I pointed the gun in my hands at Sherlock, mouthing out to him, "3, 2, 1."

"RUN!" As he ran I felt a gunshot, however, I felt neither a bullet hit me nor any pain. I smirked at Moriarty's confused face, as I punched him, running out after Sherlock, making sure to bring the gun that had been in my hands with me.

----------SHERLOCK'S POV

Once I'd ran out, I found John and Mycroft, but before anything could be said, a gunshot was heard, causing the three of us to grow silent.

"She didn't… did she?"

"Probably, knowing (Y/n). She told me to run, and not look back, so…"

"Oh well, I wouldn't be so sure. You might want to look behind you."

YOUR POV

I smirked as I walked up to the three of them, a smile on my face seeing their confused faces, "You boys okay?"

"How did you escape? We heard a gunshot."

I smirked and pecked John on the lips, "You should learn never to underestimate me. I realised the gun that I had to shoot one of you with didn't have any bullets in it at all, so while Moriarty was letting you two out, I switched the guns, so the one I had had bullets, and the one pressed against my neck didn't. That way when I told you to run I wouldn't be hurt when I was shot after letting all three of you survive. Oh and… you should probably know, Mycroft, but you're going to be an uncle soon."

"I guessed that, there's no way you could gain that much weight in that short of a period of time."

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

I smiled as I now held Isabella in my arms. She looked just like me, something that I was thankful about.

"How are you feeling, (Y/n)?"

I looked up and smiled at John, "Much better now you're here. How are Sherlock and Mycroft holding up?"

"You don't want to know what's going on out there. Seriously, they're both at each other's throats about who is going to be a better uncle."

I giggled as John came and sat down, smiling, "Yeah… that sounds like my brothers, you want to hold your daughter?" John just looked at me in confusion, "but sh-"

"No biologically, but you're her father figure, John. Plus, she's going to grow up believing you are her father, so may as well let you know-" before I could finish, he'd kissed me, "Okay, I get the idea, but on that point. I-I have a question for you, (Y/n). Will you marry me?" he asked, kneeling down beside the hospital bed and pulling a small velvet box from his pocket, opening it to reveal a ring. I felt myself tearing up and tried to blink them back, "YES!" John let out a sigh of relief and perched on the side of the bed, leaning down and pecking me on the lips before placing the ring on my finger.

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

And here we go. I admit this worked better in my head….

Requested: No (Please request though... I need requests)

Fandom: Ouran High School Host Club

Prompt: None

Type of Oneshot: Fluff, with a tiny bit of Angst

Reader's Relations: None

Reader's Age: 16

Warnings: Harsh words said, such as the use of the word sl*t. I don't know if this is triggering or not, but there is a bit of degrading in this oneshot

Other Notes: So... this randomly just came to me, Hikaru may be a bit out of character for this...

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

"-Y-yeah. I'm good. I just n-" I cut myself off by the feeling of needing to be sick. I dashed out of the music room and straight to the toilet, throwing up. I soon felt a hand rubbing my back, "Are you okay, (Y/n)?" I smiled knowing it was Renge. She and Haruhi were my only true friends, well apart from the Host Club, but I guess that was just because of me and Hikaru dating. Although, the situation was made slightly easier because of Haruhi. She, yes I knew she was a girl, were both in the same boat, well not technically, I didn't have a debt to pay to the host club. However, being friends with the Host Club, and also dating one of the members, came at a price. This, along with the fact I was a commoner, made the other girls at the school start to bully me.

But, that was all made worse but a small stick with two lines on it. Haruhi was the only one that knew because the first time I'd thrown up, she was there with me and she held my hair back for me (If you have short hair, then she rubbed your back.) She promised not to tell anyone until I was ready to and I was glad for that.

"(Y/n)?" I snapped from my daze, "I'm fine. Just a bit of morning sickness, Renge."

"You sure? Cause you've been eating a lot more recently too."

"Yes, I'm fine. Just stop with the questions."

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

Once I'd finished throwing up, we made our way back to Music Room 3. The second we walked back in, I had Hikaru in front of me. I smiled and kissed him, trying to make it out as if nothing was wrong.

"How'd you know it was me?"

"Please, Hikaru, if I couldn't tell you apart from your twin brother, what kind of girlfriend would I be?"

"You're right."

"Hey, (Y/n). Can I talk to you?"

"Hm?" I turned to the voice to see Haruhi standing there, "Of course you can, Haruhi," I continued. I pecked Hikaru on the lips before following her to a corner of the music room.

"So, what did you want to talk about?"

"Have you told him yet?"

"Told who what?" I questioned.

She rolled her eyes, "Hikaru? Have you told him about the situation?" I sighed, "Not yet. I know he's going to break up-"

"(Y/n)! Don't say that. He won't break up with you. Trust me, he loves you, (Y/n). He won't break up with you if you're pregnant."

"You think so?"

"I know so, (Y/n)." I smiled and hugged her, "Thank you, Haruhi."

"What are friends for, (Y/n)?"

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

Unfortunately, the next day, I was pushed around more, and I heard whispers such as, "Have you heard? (Y/n) is pregnant."

"Seriously, that commoner they let in is such a slut. She got into the Host Club's pants and now it's said that she's pregnant. Serves her right."

"Yeah, you're right."

I sighed and tried to carry on with my day, but the comments kept coming. Every time I saw any of the other girls, they subtlety brought up the rumour, well the fact but that was unknown to them, that I was pregnant. When the school day had ended, I made my way to the Host Club, at the right time to hear four words come out of Honey's mouth, "Is (Y/n)-Chan really pregnant?!" I froze up when I heard that, but continued to close the door, alerting the Host Club members. They all turned to me and I smiled sheepishly, "Uhh.. Hi."

"Is it true?"

"Is what true?" I asked, refusing to look at Hikaru, who had asked me the question. He walked up to me, the rest of the Host Club following behind him, and placed a hand on my cheek, forcing my head to face him, but I still didn't him directly in the eye.

"Are you really pregnant?" I took a deep breath and nodded, "Y-yeah. I-I am. Please don't be mad. I-I understand if you want to break up with me, I completely understand i-if you want t-to break up with me, Hikaru. I-it's already bad enough for your reputation that you're dating me a-and this will j-just make it worse," I responded, wiping the tears from my eyes, "I-I'll see myself out," I continued, going to walk out the door when I felt a hand pull me back and into a chest.

"(Y/n). (Y/n), look at me." I did so and Hikaru continued, "I don't care about my reputation. I love you and that is never going to change. Ever. Nothing can change that."

"R-Really? Even though I'm pregnant?"

"(Y/n), when I said nothing could change that, I meant nothing. Not one single thing. Ever." I smiled and hugged him, "T-Thank you." He placed a hand on my cheek and forced me to look at him again, before kissing me, "I love you, (Y/n). Never forget that." Before I could reply, I was embraced in another hug, "My little girl's growing up! Daddy's so proud of you!"

"TAMAKI! GET OF ME RIGHT NOW! YOU'RE NOT MY DAD!" And with that, he was back in his 'emo corner'.

----------

So... How was it?

https://instagram.com/stories/maltachan94/3006998745660262828?igshid=MDJmNzVkMjY=

alao my insta art account

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

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

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

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

Warnings: Mentions of death

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

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

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

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

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

“(Y/n), hello!”

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

“You’re hurt. (Y/n) what happened?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sirius and Remus Oneshot - Flirting Gets You Nowhere... Or Does it?

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: Fluff

Timing: Marauders' Era (You're in 6th year btw)

Reader's Relations: None

Reader's House: Hufflepuff

Warnings: None (Unless Sirius being flirtatious counts)

Other notes: You're an animagus in this, but unlike the boys, you're actually a registered one (Cat be your animagus - it's for a plot point), also this includes my OC, Arianna, you can read about her here: https://www.wattpad.com/1352905864-my-ocs-arianna-harry-potter Also, this has WolfStar shipping in it (if you don't know, that's the ship name for Remus and Sirius)

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

"So, (L/n), fancy coming to Hogsmeade with me this weekend?"

I rolled my eyes, "Leave me alone, Black. How many times do I have to tell you that I'm not interested in you?!" I replied, sneaking under the arm that he'd pressed against the wall and walking off, leaving him with a dumbfounded look on his face.

SIRIUS'S POV

"What do I have to do to get her to go out with me?"

"Probably stop flirting with anything that wears a skirt, Pads. She's not going to want to go out with you if you flirt with every girl you see!"

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

I felt my heart beating rapidly as I ran around Platform 9 ¾ in my animagus form, a black dog chasing after me, my trunk and pet already on the train. However, I was starting to run out of stamina, thankfully I spotted someone I recognised and ran up, jumping into Remus' arms, and cowering.

"Oh hello there, little one, a-Padfoot, stop terrorising cats!"

I felt anger build up inside me as the dog transformed into Sirius Black. He started to laugh, "Moony, it's fun. I really got this one good, didn't I?" At this point, I jumped out of Remus' arms, transforming back into my human form, and got on the train in silence, not bothering to give Sirius a response. I found an empty compartment and sat down leaning my head on the window and starting to softly cry. Sometime later, I heard the compartment door open, "May I join you?" I looked up to see Remus standing there and I wiped my tears, nodding, "Yeah. As long as it's just you." He smiled and sat opposite me, "I had a chat with Sirius by the way, he's sorry for what he did. He just thought you were a normal cat."

"Hmph, well he should check before he starts chasing me, I thought he was an actual dog!"

"If you feel more comfortable in your cat form, you can transform, I don't mind," Remus spoke, noticing my discomfort. I smiled at him and shifted into my cat form, hopping across the table and decided to perch myself on his lap, soon falling asleep.

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

However, my nap was soon disturbed, "Yo, Moony! We were looking everywhere for you! What are you doing here on your own?"

I woke up with a start and hissed, my heart rate increasing in fear as I spotted Sirius. However, I felt a hand starting to stroke my head and I calmed down a bit at the sound of Remus' voice, "It's okay, (Y/n), I'll make sure he doesn't hurt you."

"That's (Y/n)?!"

I rolled my eyes and moved off Remus' lap before I transformed back, "Yeah, I'm an animagus, but unlike you lot, I'm registered."

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw James nudging Sirius and the latter turned to me, "Oh yeah, (Y/n), I wanted to apologise," he spoke as the two of them sat down. I raised an eyebrow at him he continued, "You know, for earlier, when I was chasing you. I had no idea it was you, and I'm sorry, but you gotta admit it was fun."

"Hmph, it wasn't fun for me. If you ever had a chance of getting a date with me, you can throw those chances in the bin, because I'm definitely NOT going to go out with you after this." Sirius took a moment to process what I'd said before he spoke again, "Wait... are you saying I had a chance last year?!"

"Whether you did or not, doesn't matter now, because I'm never forgiving you," I responded, transforming back into my cat form and resuming my position on Remus' lap as he started to stroke me again.

"Who would have thought Moony would be the one to be good with cats if you know what I mean."

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

I'd been sitting by the Black Lake working on a Potions essay, when I heard voices from behind me, "She's right there, Moony, just go ask her!"

"What if she says no? You have no idea how much I'm in love with her!"

"Trust me, that won't happen, I was talking to some of her friends yesterday and she's got a massive crush on you! Seriously, when we're in the same classes, she won't stop staring at you, and when your 'furry little problem' comes into play, she's always asking if you're okay! She loves you, trust me."

I froze up after hearing James say that and I debated standing up and walking back inside the castle, to avoid contact with, what I presumed was the four of them, but thought it was best just to stay and get the awkward moments over with.

"Okay, fine, I'll ask her, but if she says no, I'm not going to help you with any of your homework for the rest of the year." I giggled a bit at Remus' reply to James and soon heard footsteps coming closer to me before I saw Remus sit down next to me, "Hey (Y/n)."

"Hello, may I help you with something?" I asked.

Remus nodded, "Yes, actually. I was wondering whether you'd like to go to Hogsmeade with me at the weekend?" I was unable to hide the blush that appeared on my face and I realised I'd been silent for a while and nodded, "I'd love to."

Remus let out a small gasp and I smiled, starting to collect up my things, before standing up, "Well, I've got to go, but I'll see you on Saturday." I spoke up, before pecking his cheek and running off, not noticing his bright red face.

REMUS' POV

Once (Y/n) walked off after kissing my cheek, I felt my face turn bright red. I was snapped from my daze by James sneaking up behind me, "So, what did she say?"

"Sirius is going to kill me."

"What? Why would Sirius kill her? He's got a massive crush on her."

"No! I mean (Y/n) said yes, Sirius is going to kill me."

"He's your friend, he ain't going to kill you, Moony."

"She kissed my cheek. I know this was just the plan to get Pads to stop pestering her, but I never expected that she actually liked me. If I start actually dating her, Sirius is going to kill me for taking her away from him! You know how much he's head over heels for her!"

"Moony," James spoke grabbing my upper shoulders, "Do what you think is right. If Padfoot sees she's happy with you and doesn't have any interest in him, then he can't get mad at you. It's (Y/n)'s choice who she dates, Sirius can't get mad at you for that."

"I guess you're right."

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

"MOONY! HOW COULD YOU?!"

I looked up from my breakfast to see Sirius walking up to me, an annoyed look on his face. It wasn't until he got closer that I realised there were tear remnants in his eyes and they were red, "How could you take her from me? I told you I loved her and then you go off and ask her out?! I thought we were friends."

"Oh be quiet, will you? People are trying to eat here!" Lily spoke from a few seats down before going back to her food. I could then see a glint in Sirius' eye and he smirked. He stood up on the bench in the space that was beside where I was sitting.

YOUR POV

"HEY (L/N)!"

I looked up to see what was going on and saw Sirius standing up on one of the benches beside the Gryffindor table. I tried my best to resist the urge to transform into my animagus form and just run out of there. Instead, I felt my face head up and I felt everyone staring at me as Sirius continued, "Would you rather go out with me or my good buddy here?" he shouted, pulling Remus up next to him, much to the latter dislike.

I knew everyone was now staring at me and I didn't want to answer. This time I didn't resist the urge and I transformed into my cat form and ran under the Hufflepuff table, and out of the Great Hall. I ran straight back to the Hufflepuff common room and up to my dorm, where I ran under my bed and curled up in a ball. I knew there was less o a chance of someone finding me under the bed in my cat form than on my bed in my human form.

"(Y/n), I know you're in here," I heard my friend's voice call out, "I saw you running in here." I slowly crept out from under my bed and transformed back. Arianna immediately ran up to me and hugged me, "Why did you run off? Come on, tell me." She spoke, sitting down on her bed. I slowly followed her over and sat down next to her, leaning into her, as she continued, "You know, any girl would kill to be in your position, you have two cute guys hanging off your every word, why wouldn't you want that?"

"I don't know. I guess I just don't want them to fight over me. The two of them are friends with each other, I didn't want to add to the scene in the Great Hall so I ran off."

At that moment, the door to our dorm room burst open and ran came an out-of-breath Jen, "(Y/n), there are two Gryffindor boys downstairs in the common room arguing over you, what did you do?!"

"I ran out of the Great Hall after Black decided to shout out in front of everyone asking me if I'd rather go on a date with him or as he put it 'his good buddy'."

"Oh... Well, can you come downstairs and talk to them before they destroy the common room, please?"

I sighed and stood up before following her downstairs, where Remus and Sirius were, not quite literally, at each other's throats.

"She ran off because of you!"

"No, she ran off because you asked her out, maybe I'll just tell the whole school you're a werewolf, then she won't want to date you!"

I gasped at that statement, causing the two boys to turn to be, their faces turning bright red.

"Yo, (L/n)! Good to see you, how are you doing?" Sirius asked, leaning his arm on Remus' head, causing the latter to growl. Instead of responding, I walked up to the two of them and pushed Sirius off, causing Remus to smile at me, "(Y/n), may I say something? When I asked you out on that trip to Hogsmeade, I had no idea that you liked me. I was just trying to help you get this one off you're back."

"What?! You are trying to steal her from me, Moony, why?!"

"I'm not trying to steal her from you! When I asked her, I wasn't expecting her to say yes, Sirius!"

"Y-you weren't expecting me to say yes? You mean the only reason you asked me out was to get Sirius off my back?" I asked, tears starting to brim in my eyes.

Both their eyes widened and I realised we were the only ones there, Arianna and Jen had left the common room. I tried to stay strong, not wanting to let my tears fall, "I was really looking forward to Saturday. It feels amazing to have the person you've had a crush on since 2nd year ask you out on a date. Thank you for crushing my soul."

I ran out of the common room before transforming into my cat form, thankful I had a free period, before running off to the Astronomy Tower, where I jumped up on the windowsill of one of the windows and rested my head on my paw, sighing and looking out at the sky.

--------------------REMUS' POV

A few minutes after (Y/n) ran off, Jen came running back into the common room, "What did you two do?!"

"What do you mean? She just ran out!"

"What did you say to cause her to run off?"

I sighed and gulped, knowing how bad Jen's temper was when one of her friends was upset, before answering, "I told her I only asked her out to get Sirius off her back, and now I regret it."

Jen went silent for a few seconds before she shouted out, "You idiot! (Y/n) has had a massive crush on you since 2nd year! Tell me this, Lupin, do you like her?"

"Yes, but-"

"No buts! If you like her, then you need to go and sort it out. Now. Before you get hexed."

"I will just let me say one this; Sirius likes her too. What do we do? He's liked her for longer than I have."

"So what? Sirius Black has girls hanging onto him every day! It's you (Y/n) likes and if you like her back, you should go get the girl."

"She's right, Moony, I shouldn't have reacted the way I did. I can't help it if (Y/n) doesn't like me the same way she likes you, go and get the girl."

"But what if she doesn't like me now that she knows I'm a werewolf?"

"Remus Lupin," Jen spoke, grabbing my shoulders, "I know (Y/n). She's known of your... How did James put it, oh yeah, your 'Furry Little Problem' for ages. That didn't stop her from just forming a crush on you, she's in love with you. Trust me, she doesn't mind."

At this, I went to run out of the Hufflepuff common room, but then turned back and grabbed Sirius' wrist, dragging him with me, "Moony, what are you doing? She's not going to want to talk to me, and it's unkind of you to rub it in my face that you get the one girl that I've been pining for for ages!"

"I'm not going to rub it in your face! There's something you need to hear from (Y/n)."

We eventually found her at the top of the astronomy tower, looking out of the window.

YOUR POV

"(Y/n), please don't run off again, but we want to talk to you."

I turned around and transformed back into my human form, "Oh, hello. I don't want to talk to you two."

"Please, we just want you to answer us honestly."

"Which one of us do you like more? In a romantic way?" Sirius added, coming to sit next to me. Remus did the same shortly after, the three of us now sitting on the ground. I sighed, "I can't tell you."

"Why?"

"Because I don't want you two to argue because of me."

"Listen (Y/n)," Remus spoke, causing me to turn to him, "Whichever of us you pick, we won't be mad. We just want your honest answer."

"I can't tell you."

"Is it because you like both of us?"

My head shot up at Remus' question and I gulped, "H-how'd you figure that out?!"

"Jen told me last year you liked Sirius but didn't want him to keep pestering you. Which is why I decided to ask you out to get him off your back, I wasn't expecting you to say yes, or kiss my cheek when I asked, cause I was sure you had a crush on Sirius, from what Jen had told me, but when you did both of those things, I started thinking and you running out of the Great Hall this morning to avoid answering the question gave me the final bit of proof I needed."

I sighed and buried my head in my knees, "I'm sorry."

"Why?"

"Because I know you guys are gonna make me pick one of you, and I don't want to hurt either of you when I pick," I answered, picking my head back up. The two of them exchanged a glance before I felt them both lean closer to me and kiss my cheeks, "We could always share you." I then thought of an idea, and stood up, "I want to try something." I leaned closer to Remus' ear and whispered to him, "Kiss Sirius." His face flared bright red and I smirked before I did the same to Sirius, but swapped names, telling him to kiss Remus. As I predicted, his face also turned red, causing me to smirk, "Well, then, it's clear you both like each other too, as is evident by both your faces turning red when I told you to kiss each other, so why don't we just all date each other. I have two boyfriends, and you two both have a girlfriend and a boyfriend."

They both blinked at me and I hastily continued, "I-It's just a suggestion, you two don't have t-" I was cut off by Sirius taking my chin in his hand and kissing me, "I like that idea. Seem good to you, Moony?" Remus nodded before also kissing me. I smiled and hugged them both, "See, if you talk about your problems rather than shouting at each other and embarrassing me in front of the whole school, things will work out."

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

I smirked to myself, sitting in the Gryffindor common room, waiting for the boys to come back, James and Sirius had got detention, and Remus had offered to go as well because he didn't want Professor McGonagall to have to deal with the two of them alone, working on an essay when the portrait opened, revealing the three boys I'd been waiting for. However, instead of making myself known, I just continued to write, "How did you get in here?!"

I looked up to see James' confused face and put down my quill, walking up to them, "Girlfriend privileges." I spoke as Remus and Sirius both gave me a hug, pecking one of my cheeks each. I saw James' confusion grow and I chuckled, "You two might want to explain what's going on to your friend."

However, the two of them were too preoccupied peppering me with kisses to notice and I sighed, knowing I'd have to tell James, "The three of us are all dating each other, 'poly-relationship' if you get what I mean."

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

I'm going to stop this here before i gets any longer, it's already over 3000 words sfhadfhgf

Decided to open an Ask Page/Side Blog. It will be on @thenasrandomness so please go follow me there to ask the questions and for more details