'Secret' Identity - Sherlock X Reader

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)

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

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

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

“(Y/n), hello!”

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

“You’re hurt. (Y/n) what happened?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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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 

Aria Oneshot - Determination is a Key to Love

Requested?: No

Prompt: “I can’t believe I fell in love with you!”

Timing: Between Dual Destinies and Spirit of Justice (Cause I need Apollo in it.)

Type of oneshot: Angst/Fluff

Reader's Age: 18

Reader's Occupation: Defence Attorney

Reader's Relations: Sister to the WrightWorth kiddos (ie you are one too)

Warnings: None

Other notes: I should be writing actual AA oneshots, but I love my little kiddos so much and I want to use them.

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“Hold it! It seems the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. Your Honour, the piece of evidence the defence has just presented is forged.”

I blinked, trying to calm my heart rate, I knew exactly what had happened to Dad when Aria’s father had brought up the fact that a piece of evidence he’d presented was forged, and it led to seven years of him not setting foot in a courtroom. That’s when I felt a hand on my shoulder, “(Y/n)?”

“J-Just leave me alone. I’m not going to fight it, Ally. I can’t prove it wasn’t,” I replied, trying to contain my tears as I removed my badge from my lapel, placing it on the bench in front of me before running out of the courtroom, hearing Ally chasing behind me, “(Y/n), wait!” I just ignored her, running back to the agency and curling up in a ball on one of the sofas.

“(Y/n)? (Y/n), what happened? Tell me.”

I just sobbed and clung onto my father as she ran over, giving me a hug, “Come on.”

“I-I don’t want to talk about it right now.”

“That’s alright, (Y/n). I’ll be here for you when you do want to explain.”

I took a deep breath and tried to calm my breathing, leaning on him, as I soon found myself falling asleep.

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I woke up later to voices, “What the HELL did you do?!”

“I-I..”

“You have no explanation, do you?! You’re a terrible friend, Aria!”

“I know, but please, let me apologise!”

“No,” I muttered, opening my eyes and sitting up, now realising that Trucy’s cape had been placed on top of me as a blanket, “You don’t deserve to be forgiven. I don’t care if you want to apologise, it WON’T GET ME MY BADGE BACK!” I shouted, the tears coming back to my eyes again, “I CAN’T BELIEVE I EVER FELL IN LOVE WITH YOU!” I slapped a hand across my mouth the minute I’d said the statement, and ran out of the Agency, leaving Aria and Luke shocked.

I didn’t know how long I had been running for, but I found myself by Gourd Lake. At least I knew where I was if anyone called me to ask where I’d gone. I just sat down by a tree and sighed, reprimanding myself for letting myself confess to Aria when I was supposed to be mad at her.

“(Y/n)? (Y/n) is that you?”

I looked up at the familiar voice and saw Gigi standing there, a pen in her hand. I just wiped my tears, “Oh. Hi. Yeah, I just needed some fresh air and my legs led me here. What brings you here?”

“Investigating a case. Bluford’s been assaulted and is now in the hospital, the rest of the team thinks he won’t make it, but the doctors are still hoping he will. He’s been smacked on the head by a blunt object, judging from the injury he had, and Caisie’s been accused of doing it. What’s worse is that there are witnesses! Oops… I shouldn’t be telling you all this, you might end up defending her.”

“Just stop. I’m just going to come out and say it, I lost my badge, so it doesn’t matter, Gi, I can’t defend her anyway, but I don’t really want to go into detail.”

“Oh my science, that’s not good. If you need someone to talk to, I’m here!”

“Thanks.”

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“Wait… then who got (Y/n)? Everyone else got a gift… On no, did your name get lost in my hat?” Ally muttered, taking her hat off her head and tapping the top of it, trying to see if there was anything stuck inside.

“I’m sure that’s not the case, Ally. In fact, I do actually know where your Secret Santa is, (Y/n).”

“It’s fine. I don’t need anything anyway. Unless you’ve managed to get my badge back, Dad.”

Before he could reply, a knock was heard at the door to the agency. Dad smiled and walked over, opening the door. I couldn’t tell who it was unless I felt a tap on my shoulder, “(Y/n)?”

I tried to contain my anger at the blonde as I looked up at Aria, “What?”

“Sorry I’m late, it took longer than I expected to get your gift.”

I blinked a few times in confusion before she handed me a small box. I took in hesitantly, seeing a smile on her face. I returned my attention to the box and opened it up, gasping as I saw the small golden circular badge inside, “I-Is this a joke?” I asked, looking Aria in the eye as she chuckled, “It’s serious. I’m sorry for causing you to lose your badge, (Y/n),” she spoke, taking it out of the box, “May I?” I nodded and she came closer, pinning it back to my lapel, “That’s where it belongs, not sitting on the defence bench where you left it.”

“H-how did you get it back for me though? It must have been incredibly hard seeing as by taking it off myself and walking out of the courtroom, I was basically admitting that I knew it was forged.”

“Well, I did have a bit of help,” she replied, smiling up at Dad, causing me to smile in return as I hugged her, “Best Christmas gift ever!”

“Does this mean I’m forgiven?”

“I’m still mad at you for getting my badge taken away from me in the first place, but you got it back for me, so yes.”

“That makes me happy to hear. Now, about your confession…” Instead of finishing her sentence, she took my cheek in her hand and kissed me. My eyes went wide and I blinked, but wrapped my arms around her in response.

“Correction to my earlier statement; That was the best Christmas present ever.”

“Glad you think so, (Y/n). Glad you think so.”

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Hehe…

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…….

Oh yea it’s all coming together

Ben x Reader: (UNTITLED)

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Type of oneshot: Fluff, ig

Reader's Relations (Non-Biological): Best friends with Evie and Mal

Reader's parents: Hans' daughter (cause I find the severe lack of Frozen a crime)

Warnings: ig spoilers for the first film?

Other notes: I slightly changed this from what I told my Discord friend cause I thought this was a better idea…also this will include at least one of my Descendants ocs…. Elyna (who is Anna and Kristoff's daughter) This oneshot starts part way through the first film, like when they have the Parent Day (or whatever they call it)  cause idk how to write the start of the plot idea I have for this oneshot…

IF YOU HAVE A TITLE IDEA FOR THIS PLEASE LET ME KNOW

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"It's you! Your father tried to kill my mother you litt-" before I could comprehend what was happening, Elyna had pounced on me. I was warned she had a bad temper, but it still confused me. She kept slapping me in her rage until she was pulled off me, "Calm down, Elyna!"

"Let me go, Dad! I need to teach her a lesson."

I then noticed a hand out the corner of my eye and smiled when I realised it belonged to Ben. I accepted the help and he pulled me up, wrapping an arm around my waist, "Elyna, what have we been talking about? Whatever her father did, you shouldn't take it out on (Y/n)."

"N-no, Ben, she's right, I've been horrible to some of the people here, I know. Just-would you give me a minute?" Without waiting for an answer, I ran off, not noticing Mal and Evie following me until I felt a hand rubbing m back and another pair holding my hair back as I threw up in the toilet.

"ou feeling okay, (Y/n)?"

I looked to Mal in the brief moment the sick feeling stopped, giving her a, "you think?" look, before facing the toilet and throwing up again.

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I raked my hands through my hair pacing in the dorm room I shared with Lonnie, "What is wrong with me!? That's the third morning in a row I've thrown up!"

"Any other symptoms?"

I rolled my eyes, "Want me to list them all? There's the morning sickness, my appetite has increased, I've been more tired than usual, the mood swings and last of all, my damn period is late!" Jay and Carlos' faces turned slightly pink at the last bit, Mal and Evie looking at each other before their gaze turned to me, "Well, there's no easy way to say this but-"

"(Y/n)!" Lonnie shouted, bursting through the door, "I need you for an experiment!" I noticed the small box in her hand as she grabbed my wrist with the other hand, "Come on."

"Whoa, I'm in the middle on a conversation! Can it wait like 2 minutes?"

Before Lonnie could reply, Evie had stood up, placing a hand on my shoulder, "(Y/n), I think Lonnie's experiment is going to tell you the same thing we were going to tell you, go with her."

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"(Y/n), have you told Ben yet?" Evie asked as I reached into my locker to get m Chemistry book out. I shook my head, "Of course not! Evie, are you crazy? This is going ruin his life! Seriously, like how do you think that's going to go? 'Hey, Ben, I'm pregnant, you're going to be a dad!' 'Oh that's great (Y/n)! We're totally ready for children!' No, he's going to hate me, and his parents are going to hate me-why's your face white as a sheet?" I cut myself off asking her.

"You might want to look behind you…" she trailed, before running off. I closed my locker and turned to see Ben standing there, wide-eyed. A million curse words were running around my head begging to be let free as he walked over, "Hello, (Y/n)."

"Uhh… hi, Ben… You didn't hear that conversation did you?" I asked, 'nervous' written all over my face. He nodded and hugged me, "Yes, I did." I froze and broke away, "I-I gotta go!" I dashed off, back to my dorm and packed all my stuff into a bag, well just the things I'd need on the Isle, and left, leaving a note on Lonnie's bed for her to explain; "Gone home, DON'T tell my friends, and especially don't tell Ben, it's better I leave, (Y/n)."

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When I got back to the dorm I shared with (Y/n), I was surprised to see her half, kind of sparce, and I saw a not on my bed. I picked it up and red it before dashing off to Mal and Evie's room, "GUYS! (Y/n) went back to the Island."

"W-what? Why?!" Mal asked, standing up from her bed, "For what reason?!"

"She didn't say, just left this note," I showed the two of them the note, letting them read it before Evie spoke up, "I'll bet I know why this is. This morning, I was asking her if she'd told Ben she was pregnant yet and she said she hadn't. What she didn't know was that he was standing right behind where we were talking so he heard the whole conversation. I'll bet (Y/n) left because she didn't want to either A) feel like a burden to him, not saying that she is, just saying this is what's going through (Y/n)'s mind, or B) that she doesn't want the whole of Auradon to hate her, I mean, a new girl comes in who is also a VK, gets the Prince of Auradon to fall in love with her, then gets pregnant with his child? The whole of Auradon is gonna think that she's been a bad influence on him and that she's doing this to get the throne, because isn't that what her dad did? Try to marry princess Anna and kill her sister so he could take Arendelle's throne? (Prob spelt wrong)"

"True. We should tell Ben, he's going to start wondering where she is eventually."

"Yeah…"

"Have you guys seen, (Y/n)?"

We all turned to the door to see Ben standing there, a worried look on his face.

"NO!" we all shouted at the same time, "Haven't seen her at all since yesterday…" I continued.

"Lonnie, she's your dormmate you must have seen her last night."

"Okay… fine, maybe we do know where she is… she… she went back to the Isle," Mal spoke.

"W-what? Why? Actually nevermind, I'm going to get her back, who's with me? No, seriously who is coming with me, I have no idea how to navigate the Isle."

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"Stupid feelings, why does this have to happen to me?"  I sighed, lying on the sofa before placing a hand on my stomach, "You  are a little troublemaker."

"(Y/n)? You here?"

My head shot up at the sound of Ben's voice, "W-what are you doing here?!" He walked over and sat down beside me, "I came to get you back."

I rolled my eyes, "Ben please, think about it; You know what my father did, the whole of Auradon probably believes that I just want to take the throne, like my father tried to do in Arendelle! If the people of Auradon find out I'm pregnant, they're going to hate me and believe even more that I just want the throne!"

"(Y/n), please. Trust me, I'll be there for you if that happens."

I sighed and stood up, walking over to a small table in the hideout. I picked up the small cupcake, walking back over to Ben, "Eat this, please."

He took it from my hand and took a bite as I took a deep breath walking off, "Ben, please go back to Auradon." All I got in reply was arms wrapped around my waist, "Not without you."

"Ben please, tell me, do you feel anything towards me?"

"Well, we'll see. Just let the love potion effects wear off."

I looked at him wide-eyed, "HUH?!"

"Washed off in the enchanted lake."

I blinked several times, my face going bright red, "S-so you meant everything that night?" Instead of replying he just hugged me, "Yes… please come back."

I smiled, "Okay." We walked back down, and I walked a few steps behind Ben, wanting to surprise my friends.

"Ben, is (Y/n) coming back? Did you find her upstairs?"

"I did… and I talked to her-"

I made my entrance, "Think you could get rid of me?" I spoke walking down the final few stairs.

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I took a deep breath standing on the balcony, standing beside Ben, his arm wrapped around my waist, "I-I can't. I can't be the queen of Auradon, but I can't turn my back on the Isle. A decision was made," I paused and took a deep breath, "to close the barrier forever and it was my idea, however, I was.. Wrong. I have learned, that you can't live in fear because it doesn't actually protect you from anything. It's impossible to know where the bad is going to come from and you never know where the heroes are going to come from either. Without my friends, Uma and her pirates, Auradon would be gone, and without Hades, Audrey would be gone. Everyone is capable of good and bad, no matter what side of the barrier we come from, which is why, if I am to be the queen of Auradon, I need to be the queen of the Isle too. It's time to take down the barrier forever."

The barrier was brought down and I smiled, placing my hand on my stomach, "And Evie, while I remember, I think my dress might need some adjustments."

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I'm ending this before I get carried away. I hope this is good as my first Descendants oneshot, the request form is up now on my bio, please request oneshots for Descendants.

could you maybe do an ellie/arnold oneshot? from fireman sam

I don’t write ship oneshots, sorry friend. I don’t feel comfortable writing ships…

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

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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."

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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)."

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

Addison Oneshot - Untitled

Requested?: No

Prompt:  None

Timing: Sometime after DD

Type of oneshot: Fluff (With a minor angst)

Reader's Age:  17

Reader's Occupation:  Prosecutor

Reader's Relations: Edgeworth’s daughter (adopted or not can be up to you - it can be read as both)

Warnings: Swearing

Other notes: None

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Walking back up to my office had been going well until I was knocked over by a flash of orange and white hair, the girl’s face right in my chest due to our height difference.

“Gah! I am so sorry, Ma’am!” Tiffany muttered quickly, going off on a rant as she backed up, her face now bright red in embarrassment (Bisexual panic time, Tiffany…).

“Tiffany, it’s alright, and you don’t need to call me that. I’ve- wait, why are your eyes red? Have you been crying?”

The defence attorney shook her head in response, “NO! I have.. Yeah…”

“Want to talk about it? I can make you a cup of tea and we can discuss it, if you want?” 

She nodded in response, sniffling, “T-thank you.” I smiled at her and led her into my office, asking her to sit on the sofa, “So, what tea do you like?”

“W-what do you have?”

I ended up listing every single type of tea bag that was in my drawer, Tiffany shaking her head at every single one. Until I remembered, “Or.. I have hot chocolate. Is that to your taste?” Her face perked up and she nodded, causing me to giggle, “Alright.”

A few minutes later, I joined her on the sofa, a cup of (Favourite tea) in my hand, and handed her the hot chocolate.

“Thank you.”

“No problem, now, why were you crying?”

Tiffany took a sip from the cup in front of her before taking a deep breath, “Addison was just shouting at me after I told her to get up her courage and confess to her crush. She ended up losing her temper and swearing at me. I just ran out of the room, not wanting to make her any more mad.”

“I see. Stay here. I’ll be back in a minute,” I replied, standing up, my now empty cup of tea sitting on the table by the sofa, leaving my office.

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“Addison, may I have a word with you?”

“The fuck do you want, stuck-up bitch?”

I ignored the insult, “I’ll take that as a yes then. We need to discuss your treatment of your sister.”

“Any why the fuck is that any of your fucking business? You may be the daughter of the Chief Prosecutor, but it doesn’t give you the fucking right to boss me around, bitch.”

“The thing is, you messed with one of my friends, and now, I’m going to fuck you... Fuck you up that is,” I spoke, leaning over her desk, giving her a VERY clear view of my cleavage, not leaving much to her imagination, “Explain to me why you shouted and swore at your sister. Or, well let’s just say, how much do you value your job?” I asked, fiddling with my fingernails.

“You wouldn’t dare.”

“Try me. You can’t go around swearing at everyone, Addison. Tiffany’s your sister. Explain no-” I was cut off when she stood up and walked around the desk towards me, attempting to be intimidating, but I stood my ground. Instead of saying something, Addison just grabbed me by my lapels and pulled me up to her level, “Listen here, Missy. What happens between me and Tiffany is none of your business. So shut up and leave me the fuck alone, before I slice you into pieces!” she shouted, before shoving me away, leading to me falling into the bookcase, hurting my arm, and a few seconds later I felt something hit my head, presumably a book, knocking me unconscious, as well as feeling something slicing through my arm. 

ADDISON’S POV

“Oh fuck…” I muttered. Then I heard a confused scream/gasp and the sound of a cup smashing. I turned towards the sound, to see Tiffany standing in the doorway, china shards around her feet and blinking, “What in the name or Artemis happened here?!”

“Keep it to yourself, Tiff,” I grumbled, “But call an ambulance, please.”

“So now you’re worried about her… You know Mr Edgeworth’s going to have your head for this,” Tiffany responded, a smirk on her face as she pulled her phone out.

“I’ll have who’s head for what?”

My eyes widened and I froze at the sound of the voice, knowing I was in for it now, “Hello, Mr Edgeworth… can I do something for you?”

“You can explain why your sister is on the phone to an ambulance and why my daughter is currently lying on the floor unconscious.”

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“She’s lost quite a lot of blood, that cut was rather deep. Is there anyone you know of that can donate blood to her that you know of?”

Before Mr Edgeworth could respond, I spoke up, “Excuse me, I am aware that my blood type is O, and my mother told me that it’s the universal donor. If you’ll permit me, Mr Edgeworth, I’ll donate blood to (Y/n). This whole situation is my fault I should be the one to fix it.”

Mr Edgeworth smiled at me, “If you wish. It seems you have your answer, Nurse.”

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“WHAT?!” 

“I know, Addy, but Miss von Karma seems to be very protective of her niece and the minute she heard what happened, she demanded the case get taken to court. They’re charging you for attempted murder.”

I sighed, and remembered the story Mum had told us about what Dad had done to protect her, and I didn’t want to spend the next seven years, or more in jail, “Tiff. If a word of our conversation leaves this room, I’ll have your head, but would you please defend me?”

“Of course! It’ll be hard though. I mean, (Y/n) is in the hospital and I’m probably going to be made to testify, seeing as I saw what happened, but if that happens, I’ll get Mum to take over the case. I’m not going to be able to get you off scot-free, Addison.”

“I know. Perhaps I should just give up. I did push her, after all. I am at fault for this. They’ll find me guilty anyway, what’s the point of a trial?”

“Addison, don’t say that!”

“You saw it yourself, Tiff. I pushed her and she fractured her arm on the floor, the book fell of the bookshelf, then the katana Dad got me for my birthday fell off of the wall from the impact and sliced (Y/n)’s arm.”

—------------------------YOUR POV (Two days later)

“(Y/n)! Please testify. If you don’t, Addison’s going to go to jail!”

“As much as I’d like to help, Miss Cykes, Addison did push me and the book fell on my head after I hit my arm. What do you want me to do in court? Lie?”

“But I know it was an accident. Addison would never purposely try to hurt you, (Y/n)... S-she loves you!”

My eyes widened at her statement, “W-what?”

“Opps… I wasn’t supposed to tell you that. I just noticed whenever Addison is looking at you, I can hear the love in her heart.”

“I provoked her, Miss Cykes. I said something and it ticked her off, and she pushed me into the bookcase.”

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“(Y/n), I-I’d like to apologise. It’s my fault that you ended up here,” Addison spoke, a slight blush overtaking her pale skin.

“Addison, come here please.”

I noticed her freeze as she walked over, but before she could say anything, I grabbed her tie and pulled her down, kissing her, “Father told me that you were the one that donated blood to me, and your mum told me you were in love with me.”

Addison immediately turned around, glaring at her mother, who smirked before leaving the room. I tapped Addison on the shoulder, regaining her attention before kissing her again, “Don’t be mad at her, I love you too.”

“I-I would have sworn on my life tha you were straight, (Y/n).”

“As a circle, maybe,” I muttered, hugging her.

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FandomMas 2023 Masterlist

Day 1 - James Potter (Marauders)

Day 2- Greg Lestrade (BBC Sherlock)

Day 3 - Sherlock Holmes (BBC Sherlock)

Day 4 - Newt Scamander (Fantastic Beasts)

Day 5 - Athen Cykes (Ace Attorney)

Day 6 - Chili (Pokémon)

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Sirius Oneshot - Protection and Pranks

Requested?: No

Prompt: None/prompt from ai

Type of oneshot: Fluff

Timing: Marauders’ Era

Reader's Relations: None

Reader’s House: Gryffindor

Warnings: Use of the word ‘mud-blood’, Bullying, swearing

Other notes: At the start of this, you’re in 1st year, and the Marauders are in 2nd. You’re also muggle-born in this. Also, I believe in ‘Quidditch Team! Sirius’ btw…

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“Look, it’s a pathetic little Mud-Blood! What shall we do to her?”

Before either of his friends could answer, Lucius had smacked the stack of books out of my hands, “Oops…” I bent down and started to pick them up, trying to stop the tears that were wanting to escape my grasp, when he stood on my hand before running off.

“Here.”

I looked up at the different voice and saw Sirius Black. He and his friends were infamous around the school for pranking teachers and students, so I was hesitant to trust him, thinking he was going to prank me when I saw the bottle of hair dye in his other hand.

“Don’t worry, it’s not for you. Our pranks are reserved for Slytherins and annoying teachers.”

I smiled and took the book he’d picked up from him, whispering a small, “Thank you,” before picking up the rest myself, ignoring the pain in my hand and running off.

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“It’s my fault, Professor McGonagall. The prank was my idea, Sirius was only keeping guard for me, please don’t punish him.”

When I looked up, having been hanging my head in shame, I saw Sirius’s eyes had widened. Professor McGonagall gave a small smile in my direction, “10 points to Gryffindor for your honesty, Miss (L/n).”

I looked up at her in shock, “Huh? Aren’t I going to get a detention or something?”

She shook her head, “Not this time. If I catch you again, you will though. Now back to bed, both of you.”

We nodded and she walked off, as Sirius quickly put James’ invisibility cloak over both of us before we walked back up to the common room, removing it before going through the portrait hole. When we got into the common room, we fell to the floor, laughing like loons.

“That was fun.”

“Apart from getting caught, yeah,” Sirius replied.

I giggled, “Hey, at least we didn’t get detention.”

“Thank you. Really, if you hadn’t been there, I know I would have got at least a week’s worth of detention.”

I smiled and stood up, examining my watch, “I doubt we’re going to be able to sneak into our dorms at this hour. Everyone will probably still be awake in mine, I don’t know about your friends, but I’d going to be bombarded with questions, I know that. I’m going to sleep down here.”

“I’ll join you. The guys will ask why I was gone for so long.”

I nodded and made my way slowly over to the sofa, the fire giving just enough light to see to get there as I made myself comfortable.

------------------------JAMES’ POV

“I don’t care what those two are up to, I want my cloak back!”

“I’m sure they’ll give it to you, James, plus we don’t even know where they are. Sirius never came ba-what is it?” Moony replied, stopping himself mid-sentence when I stopped on the stairs, putting my arm in front of him, “Shh… Look.” I pointed over to the sofa noticing Moony’s gaze follow mine, “That’s why he didn’t come back up.” That’s when I got an idea, quietly and slowly sneaking over to the sofa where Sirius was lying, (Y/n) resting on his chest, Sirius’ arm wrapped around her.

“PADFOOT!”

Immediately the two woke up with a start, “THE HELL?! James you git!” (Y/n) shouted.

YOUR POV

“Did I ever tell you how much I hate your friend, Sirius?” I asked, turning my attention back to the boy in question.

“I dunno, I hate him too sometimes,” he replied, “Prongs, fuck off, I’m trying to sleep.”

“What you really want is some alone time with your girlfriend, isn’t that right, Pads?”

I felt my face heat up a bit and I threw a nearby cushion at James, “We’re not dating! Plus, I have a boyfriend already!”

I noticed a painful look overtake Sirius’s face but he wiped it off as James spoke again, “He had his arm wrapped around you protectively. You wouldn’t be sleeping on top of him, on his chest I might add, if you weren’t, Moony, back me up.”

“(Y/n) is right. I believe William is his name, Ravenclaw Quidditch Captain.”

“Thank you, Remus. At least someone pays attention. Now, go and eat your breakfast, I’m going to go and get dressed.”

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I felt my heart break at the sight of William pressing a random girl I didn’t know against the wall and kissing her. I gasped and he turned to me, dropping the girl, “(Y/n), it’s not what-”

“Cut the crap, Will. We’re over!” I shouted before running off, not caring about all the looks I was getting. I ran back to the common room and muttered the password, ignoring the Fat Lady’s words asking if I was alright and ran up to my dorm.

“(Y/n)? What’s up?”

“William’s been cheating on me, I broke it off.”

“Well, he’s a jerk. Come here, what do we always say?”

“‘Lily hugs make everything better’. Right?” I replied as she smiled at me, standing up from Emelia’s bed and walking over to mine, hugging me, “Right!”

A few minutes later, she let go of me, “Better?” I nodded and she smiled, “Good, now I think you should get some food, want me to come with you?”

I shook my head, “It’s fine, Lily, thank you.”

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“WILLIAM!”

I turned around from walking towards the common room after a quidditch match; Ravenclaw vs Gryffindor, to see Sirius with William pinned up against a wall, “You jerk! How could you do that to that Angel?! (Y/n) did NOTHING to deserve you cheating on her so why?!”

At this, I saw Sirius raising his wand to William’s throat, “Why? Why did you cheat on her?!”

“Pads, he’s not worth it, you don’t want to get another detention, do you?” James spoke, placing a hand on Sirius’ shoulder, causing him to let William go, putting his wand away and going to turn around, before surprising everyone and turning again, punching William in the jaw. I gasped, causing the group to turn to me.

“(Y/n)! You weren’t supposed to se-” Sirius was interrupted when I ran up and grabbed the tie of his uniform, pulling him to my height and kissing him, “Thank you.”

“W-what?” Sirius asked, his face now bright red.

“To be honest I was meaning to break up with him for a while. I’ll explain on the walk to the common room.” Sirius nodded and wrapped an arm around me, tossing his broom to James, who got smacked in the face with it, “Mind putting that away for me, Prongs?”

“I’m not your wingman, Padfoot!”

I giggled at the antics of the two boys and tapped Sirius’ shoulder, gaining his attention, “I realised that pulling those pranks on the Slytherins with you, and how much fun that was, I realised I was falling in love with you, Sirius, but I didn’t say anything because of William, but then I heard the rumours about you having ‘shagged almost every girl in Hogwarts’, and realised I’d have to tell you I was in love with you, but I wanted to break up with William first… Sorry if you don’t feel th-” I was cut off when he stopped walking and grabbed my upper arms, pulling me closer to him and kissing me, “I love you too, (Y/n).”

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Hehe… finished, it wasn’t exactly the prompt but ehh, the prompt gave me the idea for this.. .doing what a prompt is supposed to do ig.