(REQUESTS PERMANENTLY CLOSED)Various X F!Reader One Shots

A New Moral Stance(Foop[The Fairly OddParents] X Reader)

Foop was one f/o that I dropped, but since the reboot added him back along with Poof, I thought of adding him back to my list since I'd already been contemplating him. All the one shots for him take place during the original series, not A New Wish. The reader is Timmy's older sister and she's the only human that doesn't have fairies to know they exist and Jorgen doesn't have a problem with it on the condition that Cosmo and Wanda can't grant her wishes because they're not her fairies. That doesn't stop her from asking Timmy to make wishes for her when she needs them. That's the loophole that Jorgen may or may not know about. I haven't decided on that bit of lore yet.

This is actually his first one shot that I've posted on my old book, but I rewrote it. Expect the next couple of one shots to be of him because why not.

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-Reader's P.O.V.-

Today was one of those days where I felt something was off. I had been feeling that way since I'd woken up this morning. I wished for some clarity, but due to Cosmo, Wanda, and Poof being Timmy's fairies and not mine, they were unable to help me. My younger brother wasn't any help, either.

I was at Dimmsdale Park under a tree in a secluded area. The sun shone on me through the vibrant green leaves. My thoughts swam. I sighed in frustration. I couldn't come up with a single explanation for my mood. My thoughts froze at the poof of something appearing into existence.

"It's been a while, hasn't it, (Y/N)?" I heard a familiar British voice say.

I got up from my spot. I looked around the tree to see a certain Anti-Fairy with easily recognizable purple eyes and a devilishly handsome goatee and mustache. It was Foop, Poof's Anti-Fairy counterpart. Poof was still a baby, but Foop was grown.

"What do you want, Foop?" I demanded. "If you hurt Timmy and Poof, I swear to God."

"Don't get your knickers in a bunch, child," he said with a roll of his eyes. "I didn't lay a finger on them. I don't care for them anymore. You're also full of empty threats."

My eyebrows furrowed. I crossed my arms. "How do I know you're not lying to me?"

"If I was, I'd give a dramatic monologue about how I've put your brothers in danger and you're unable to stop me before giving you a maniacal laugh. You know how I used to be," he said.

"Well," I started, "you do seem more laid back and less interested in being a dick."

He gave me another eye roll at my phrasing. "I am less interested. With how my father failed and I failed as a child, I should have lost interest sooner. I haven't lost interest in you."

I ignored his last statement. "So, you're not evil anymore or-?"

"Unfortunately for you, I'm not entirely good. However, I certainly don't care to follow in my father's footsteps anymore. I'm... Oh, what's the word?" he stroked his goatee.

"Neutral?" I guessed.

"Yes, that's it," he said.

"I hope you told your enemies first," I said.

"I did. They told you where you were in exchange," he said.

I closed the gap between us a little. "Why'd you say you haven't lost interest in me?"

"Have you seen yourself? You're five CCs of potassium chloride. You've made my heart stop," he said.

My eyes widened and my cheeks erupted with blood in a soft blush. "Did you just... Did you just tell me a pickup line?"

His amethyst eyes sparkled as he smirked. He landed gently on the grass and closed the gap even more. "Smart girl. I've noticed the way you've treated me when I was a child. That time you watched over me during my Terrific Twos is a core memory. That day set my interest in you in motion against my will."

"I honestly prefer you like that," I snarked. "You never seemed as evil as your dad. Like becoming neutral was inevitable for you." My arms dropped.

"Would you like me despite my moral stance?" he asked.

"Would you go against your dad if he were to attack us?" I asked.

"For you, yes," he replied. "He disowned me, anyway, but I don't care for him anymore."

"You aren't neutral to spite him, are you?" I asked.

"You ask too many questions, little bat," he said before kissing me.

I hesitated before giving in to my true feelings. One hand cupped his cheek and the other arm wrapped around his neck as I kissed back. His arm was secured around my waist.

He pulled back after a bit. My lips tingled. He smirked softly as I bit my lip.

"Can I take a guess and say you missed me?" I asked.

"You have no idea," he said with glistening eyes and a hand cupping my cheek.

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This one is honestly so much better than the original in my opinion.

As always, embrace your weirdness and I'll see you in the next one shot.

- The Self Shipping Weirdo