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AHH I LOVE UR FICS SO SO MUCH ❤️❤️ COULD U DO MAYBE A SMALL FIC OF A FEW CHARACTERS LIKE HOW THEY WOULD ACT AS UR BF? MAYBE LIKE IZUKU,BAKUGO,KIRISHIMA,AIZAWA, DENKI,PRESENT MIC, IDK UP TO U! WHATEVER CHARACTERS ARE EASIEST! THANK UU 💗💗💗

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My Hero Academia Imagines

"Your Boyfriend"

How would these characters act as your boyfriend? What are their quirks and flaws? How do they act on those lazy Sundays? How do they talk about you to others?

Izuku - First date

Izuku Midoriya is such a nervous man when it comes to dating

When you two became friends, he was just fine around you

But when he realized he liked you, he reverted to that blushing, melting stuttering mess of a teenage boy

Even if he was an adult, he'd revert back to his teenage habits

While dating you, he'd think he was constantly he was doing something wrong or not doing enough, sometimes even thinking he was too much

Poor boy didn't know much about romantic relationships and would get insecure

It would take him a while for him to open up, embarrassed about his naivety.

Likes PDA, but doesn't go overboard: Handholding, pecks, and hugs

Anything more leaves him blushing and stumbling over himself

He confesses before you two can go on a date, and after figuring out your relationship he'll shyly ask you out on a dinner date because that's what they're supposed to do, right?

Was it obvious he didn't know what he was doing?

-A ringing from your phone gets your attention, and you pull away from getting ready to check your phone. When you flipped your device over, you smiled at the contact name. 'Izuku<;3'. For the past couple of months, you and the green-haired boy had been dating. The other week, he must've realized that he hadn't taken you out on a date, so he very apologetically asked you out. Without a shred of hesitance, you accepted. "Hey, Izu." You greeted. "Hi! Um, are you ready?" Izuku's voice was slightly shakey, nerves getting the better of him. "Yup! Are you here already?" You walked over to your window, peeking out the window. You smiled at his small form standing awkwardly in front of your home. "Yes, I hope I didn't come too early." You saw him adjusting his tie, rocking back and forth on the balls of his feet. "You're alright, I'll be down in just a sec. By the way, you look cute in your suit." You laughed, pressing your warm face against the cold glass. Izuku hummed in confusion and jumped when he looked up to see you. He waved at you, and you returned the gesture. Quickly, you grabbed your shoes and raced down to the front door, hurriedly putting them on while you opened the door. Izuku's blush deepened when he took in the sight of you, absolutely enamored by your beauty. "You look handsome." You complimented him, and he was just frozen on the spot. "Y-you look stunning! You always look beautiful, but just tonight you're so pretty, not that you usually aren't-its just-" You cut him off, pressing gentle fingers to his rambling mouth. "I understand, thank you." You tipped towards him and gave his a chaste kiss, heading towards his car. He hurriedly followed after you, holding the door open for you before he got in the driver's seat. You both made light conversation on the way to the restaurant, you trying to ease his nerves and him rambling. When you arrived at the destination, your eyes widened in surprise and wonder. It was the nicest restaurant in all of Japan, reservations were almost impossible to get unless you were literally made of money. "Izuku Midoriya, how much did you spend?" You gaped at him, now it was your turn to be in shock. He shook his head, grabbing your arm to lead you to the entrance. "Don't worry about it. Anything is worth it for you." Izuku smiled brightly, his smile so wide and bright it almost blinded you. A fancy-looking waiter scattered you to a very nice table, surrounded by decorations and people that just screamed money. The rest of the dinner he wasn't as nervous, he was blushing the entire time, but you could hold a real conversation with him. When he drove you home from the dinner he paid for, (despite your many protests) he stopped you before you could reach your door. He ran to the back of his car and pulled out a bouquet of roses and a teddy bear in your favorite color. "Izuku." Your eyes softened, and he tentatively stepped up to you. "I wanted to give these to you at the start, but I thought it'd be better to surprise you at the end." Izuku admitted while he tried to hide his head in his shoulder. You grabbed his face and pressed your lips against his. He was surprised at first but quickly melted into the sweet kiss. You pulled back, hands cupping his face while you two just gazed at each other silently. The moment was beautiful, he was lit by your porch light, highlighting him against the dark night sky, he was your light in the darkness. Izuku knew it was too late for him, the night casting you in a shadow, giving you a beautiful halo. You were his angel, sent from heaven up above. "Best first date ever." You smiled at him, and he just pulled you in for another kiss.

Bakugo - Better Than Anyone

Katsuki Bakugo who doesn't realize his feelings for you at first

Someone else has to point out his own damn feelings, which he denied to no end at first

'If you don't like them, why are you making their favorite meal right now?'

He may or may not have blasted them away, now thoroughly pissed off

He would never like anyone, they'd just get in the way of his dreams

Plus, you were too weak for him anyway, you could never be on his level!

So why was he making your favorite meal at eight AM for you to take to for lunch later?

Why was he texting you to make sure you ate, what time you got out, what your schedule was

Whatever, it was nothing! Just something he did to make sure your dumbass ate

It took you almost dying for him to realize how much of a dumbass he was, and he immediately told you to go out with him

Yeah, told you

Thankfully you agreed, and quickly your relationship grow and form

He already talked about you a lot before, but now it was ten times worse

It seemed like he was shit-talking you, but don't be fooled by his cruel words

-"What the hell did you just say." Katsuki Bakugo growled. His shoulder hunched over and teeth gritted while he loomed over the offending person. A new intern at his agency, some random high schooler from that shitty hero school in the west. They were now cowering in their chair, hands gripping the sides as they tried to sink into it. "I-I was just agreeing with you, sir. Your partner seems to be very annoying-" They stuttered, now panicking. "You don't know anything of my partner, you little shit. If you ever talk shit about them again, I will personally make sure you never become a hero." His thick gloved hands now caging them in, face dark and scary as he threatened the young student. "Y-y-yes sir!" They squealed and managed to run away from his terrifying form. Katsuki glared at their fleeting form, fists clenched at his sides. A hand found it way to his shoulder, and he mean mugged the offender. Eijiro was giving him a nervous smile, more concerned than anyone else. Katsuki shrugged him off and started to stalk off. Katsuki internally groaned when he heard the other man's footsteps catching up to him. "What?" He snapped, and Eijiro just gave him a face. "What was that about, man?" He asked, hand pointing behind him. The other man just growled and glared at anyone who met his gaze. "They were talking shit about my partner. I'm not going to allow that." He replied as if it were the simplest thing in the world. Katsuki expected Eijiro to readily agree with him, to say something about how it was the 'manly thing to do' or some shit. Instead, the words that left his mouth made Katsuki stop and slowly turn to him "Yeah, but so were you?" At those words, Katsuki blew up. Literally. "The fuck I was?!" He shouted at the top of his lungs, "I love my dumbass of a partner! They may be stupider than shit, but they're better than everyone in this building combined!" Katsuki's shouting continued, his blasts getting more and more violent. Eijiro backed up, hands raised in the air in defense. "Hey man, I was just saying!-" "Well then shut the fuck up!" Over time, everyone in the office would realize just how important you were to the angry man.

Kirishima - Your Friends Too

Eijiro Kirishima who would be kinda oblivious to his feelings for you

He genuinely wouldn't question why his heart would race around you, why he felt so hot and nervous all the time, or why he would consistently check up on you

When you two started dating, you realized he was oblivious to a lot of things

He'd always have this need to protect you, and it was annoying at first, but you knew he was just trying to love you

Eijiro knew his friends could be a lot, and would try to introduce you to them

If you were the shy type you'd be immediately overwhelming with their large personalities and volume

If you were extroverted, you'd feel left out with their numerous inside jokes

He wouldn't notice that you were uncomfortable, and it would take you or someone else saying something to notice

-"And then!-" Mina tried to say between laughs, doubling over while holding her stomach. "When your foot got stuck in the goo! Like the time when you got caught in melted tarmac! Or when-" Mina kept going, everyone else joining in on her rumbustious laughter. Eijiro was practically doubled over, tugging on your arm while he gasped for breath. All the while, you just stood there fake giggling to at least feel included. The conversation had started how their day went and then turned to all the crazy and silly stories they had gone through as heroes. You job hopped, constantly switching between one profession to another while trying to find the one. But even with your extensive job history, being a Pro Hero was not on the list, and there was no comparison you had to that job. The closest one was a cop, which you had never had, of course. So you stood there awkwardly listening in to their history they all shared. Hell, even Bakugo was smiling fondly at the loud group, seemingly happy as well. "Aww, babe, I'm sorry. You just had to be there." Eijiro stood back up fully, wiping a tear from his eye while rubbing your shoulder in reassurance. It did nothing to sooth the ache in your chest and the tight feeling in your throat. "It's alright, I understand." You said, trying to brush off the negative feeling. Your smile was fake so as not to show you disappointment. Still, you were quiet the rest of the outing. At home, Eijiro questioned why you had turned mute during the impromptu hang out. "It's just, they're you're friends Eij, they're not mine. We have no common interests, and I can't relate to your stories." You admitted, sadness pricking the corner of your eyes. Humiliation filled you at such a childish feeling. "Babe, I'm so sorry you felt that way." He was at your side at an instant, strong arms enveloping you. "I never want you to feel that way. My friends are your friends, they really like you. Even Kats likes you! And he doesn't like anyone." You both laughed together, and he grabbed your hand. "Tell me if that happens so we can include you more, 'kay?" He kissed your cheek and squeezed you tight. "Thank you." You whispered, voice teeming with emotion. "Of course."

Aizawa - Lazy Sundays Are My Favorite

It's not that Shouta Aizawa doesn't want a relationship

He just doesn't have the time

He has two jobs that take up both night and day

But somehow, along the way, he found you

And it didn't matter what time it was with you, as long as he had you he was okay

Shouta isn't one for big fancy dates or grand gestures

Hes definitely words of affirmation and quality time kinda guy

He secretly loves praise and love just existing with his loved one

Most of all, he values you above anyone, and everyone teases him and calls him whipped

-You groaned, tugging Shouta closer to you. You could feel his strong fingers trying to pry you away, but your grip was unrelenting. "Just stayyy." You whined, pushing your head into his neck. His dark hair tickled your face, but you stayed persistent. "I have a meeting, let go." Shouta sighed, still trying to tug you away all the while attempting to sit up. "It's not mandatory." You peeled open your tired eyes, vision blurry while you tried to look into his dark eyes. "Please? I've missed you. It's been so long since we've had a day together." And it was true, it had been weeks since both you and Shouta had even just one day where neither of you had work. You barely had dinner together, let alone breakfast and lunch. Shouta called your name softly, pressing a soft kiss to your temple. You softened your grip but still continued to stare at him. "I know, but I'd rather learn what's going on first-hand than relying on Kayama or Hizashi." Shouta finally pushed himself up, sitting on the side of the bed while he rubbed sleep out of his bloodshot eyes. "I'll be back before lunch, I promise." He said and turned around when his response was met with silence. "You say that all the time, and then something comes up, and then you're not even home at dinner." You said while playing with your hands, too emotional to look in his face. Shouta was going to shoot something back, how his job was important, or that you can't be so emotional, it comes with the job. But really, when was the last time you both had breakfast together? Or lunch or even dinner? How long had he been able to take a break with his spouse and just watch trash TV while doing nothing. Shouta got up with a grunt and left to go into the bathroom. He heard your disappointed sigh while he left, and it made his dromach twist in guilt. He picked up his phone and dialed his boss, "Shouta? Will you be able to make it?"No, I've got a stomach bug or something. And I can't make it into work tomorrow either, I've got a family emergency." Shoutas voice was blank, leaving no room for lies or argument. "Ah, I see. Well, I'm just glad you're spending more time with your partner!" With that, the little mouse hung up, and Shouta stared at his voice in muted shock. He shrugged and walked out of the bathroom and crawled into bed. Shouta tugged on your curled up form, pulling you into him. He pressed kisses up and down your neck, and you jolted at the feeling. "Sho? I thought you that meeting?" You turned around and faced him. He shook his head, "They'll be fine without me for a day. I also got tomorrow off." You smiled, and pulled him into your chest. "Thank you." "Of course, I missed just spending time with you."

Denki - Anything With You

Denki Kaminari who subtly hits on every girl in all his classes/that he meets

You miss all the shots you don't try, right?

Well, when you reject him the first time, he'd usually give up and move on

But he doesn't

Instead, he pestered you until you gave in

And by that time, it was too late

He was madly in love with you and would spend all of his time with you if he could

If you like video games, great! He'll find all the two player/multi-player games for you two

If you like movies, he'll sit down and watch all your favs and more

The list goes on

But what if you like something mundane and 'boring'?

Something that would leave the electric man all wound up with excess energy?

-"Baaabe? What'cha doinnnn?" You heard your boyfriend's voice call out to you from somewhere in the depths of your home. For the past year or so, you two have been living together in bliss. The weekends were a time you both had together. You didn't go to a fancy hero school like him, so your climb to the top was slow. Not that you wanted to, though. The life of a billboard hero seemed stressful, so you were content with being a local hero. On the other hand, Denki often had his week loaded with the work of a pro, so you understood that he was out most days. So, most weekends were your downtime to just relax around one another. Usually, Denki played games with his online or irl friends, and you read out in the book nook. Content with just each other's presence, but when you heard the padding of his feet come closer to you, you knew he had a devious idea planned. He called out to you, and you marked the page of the book you were currently reading to look up at his bright form. "Whatcha doin'?" He rolled back and forth, hands clasped behind his back. "I'm readin' Denki. What are you doing?" You smiled all the while looking at him with suspicion. "Nothing." He crawled up beside you, snuggling into your side. "Will you read to me?" You made a surprised face, but you couldn't resist his puppy dog eyes while he pulled you closer to him. "I'm really far into the book. You might be confused, but....yeah, I will." True to your promise, you continued to read but aloud this time. After a paragraph or two, he seemed to grow restless. He started to play with your hair, then moved to pulling threads of the plush cushions, and just couldn't stay still in one position. "Denki? Are you alright?" You questioned, confused at his restless state. "Yeah! I'm just...fidgety, I'm sorry." Denki immediately stopped his movements and sat up, his attention now one hundred percent on you. "It's alright, you just don't seem very interested." You replied, mouth pulling to the side in a neutral motion. "It's not that! I just, I want to spend more time with you, and I know you're not super into video games, so I thought if you read to me then it'd be cool, but I just can't stay still. I'm sorry." His shoulders were hunched down, and he looked genuinely apologetic and sad. "No, it's alright, I should've figured someone so active would be bored by this." He perked up at your words and was about to protest before you cut him off. "Why don't I just read in your gaming room? Body double with you?" You asked, open to the idea. Denki immediately shot up at the idea, turning into an excited puppy. "Hell yeah!" He shot up and dragged you by the hand to his room. Later, he'd show his gratitude with cuddles and kisses.

Hizashi - Working Days

Hizashi Yamada works a lot

For an easygoing and loose guy, he really does have a shit ton of work

He tries to make time for you, he really does

He did warn you before you started dating that his job(jobs) were important

He wasn't just a celebrity pro, no, he did pro work, on top of being a radio host, on top of being the head of director for the emergency broadcasting system and the director for all hero communications, on top of being a teacher

So yeah, he had his work cut out for him with four fucking full jobs

Least to say he was exhausted most of the time

He made as much time for you as he could, he really tried and he really loved you

He just worked, literally everyday

He tried to be as attentive as he could be, but being as hyper and stretched thin as he was

He was forgetful

-"Hizashi." You called out to him from the kitchen. "Hizashi?" You called out again when you were met with silence. You peeked out from the kitchen, trying to search for him in the early hours of the morning. Suddenly, he burst out of the darkness, and you wanted to laugh at the hilarity of him. Hizashi was hopping around, trying to put his leather pants on while trying to lace his shoes and trying to brush his teeth. "Amor, stop." You laughed, putting two hands on his exposed chest. He looked up at you and mumbled a response through a toothbrush and toothpaste. "One thing at a time, remember?" You leaned down to tie his shoes for him, and Hizashi continued to scrub angrily at his teeth. You continued to dress him, pulling up his pants and butting his shirt. When you made eye contact again, you kissed his cheek. Hizhashi then rushed to the kitchen and spit out the foam. "Thank you love, he pressed a toothpaste-y kiss to your cheek, and you rubbed it away. "I made you lunch and breakfast." You whispered, voice still croaky from last night's dreams. "Oh, thank you so much, I don't have time this morning to prep, and I didn't last night." He rubbed his mouth clean and disappeared to the bathroom to finish his hair. You sighed in disappointment, feeling a little sad at the thought Hizashi might’ve forgotten what day it was. Today would mark three years of your relationship and two years of living together. You sighed and turned back into the kitchen to reflect over to the empty sink. You knew Hizashi was a busy man. The money he made from his jobs was enough to show for it. You just wished he had more time for you, but most importantly, for him. No one knew he had dark eyebags. The concealer he wore every day hid his exhaustion. The coffee and energy drinks he basically lived off of hid his sluggish nature. Truly, he was a living, breathing facade. If it weren't for you, you weren't even sure he would even eat. You heard him rush out the bathroom again, adorning his usual get-up. You met him at the doorway, swaying with sleep. Usually, you didn't even get up before ten, but for him, you got up at five to make sure he got out in time. Hizashi kissed you, and the both of you stayed there for just a moment. He pulled back and looked into your eyes. "Swing by for lunch, alright? I have a surprise for you." He smiled, and even though you couldn't see the crinkle of his eyes, the sound of his mouth growing wider assured you it was real. "Okay." And with one last kiss, he left. Later in the day, when you did infant, swing by, you were greeted by cherry blossoms and the whole of UA lining up to greet you. At the end of the line, where students and staff threw the sweet leaves at you, was your darling boyfriend. Hizashi said your name with such emotion that it made you tear up. "I've loved you the moment I saw you, and I knew you had to be mine the second you opened your mouth. All these years, you've stayed by my side through hell and back. So, in honor of our three year anniversary, I wanted to ask you an important question. Will you marry me?" Bursting into tears, you babbled your answer. Even though Hizashi's work schedule was hellish, you knew he'd stick by your side no matter what. Every opportunity he tried to spend time with you, and he was always an adoring and attentive husband. Willing to do whatever you wanted, whenever. So, the answer came easy to you. "Yes!"

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This took,,,,so long LMAO I was in the middle of a miguel fic and I got this request and I was like awww. This was a BEAST. Writing fics on mobile is a B.I.T.C.H, plus YELLOW DOESNT FUCKING EXSISY ON HERE SO I COULDNT COLOR DENKIS STUFF but anyways,,, here yalls go

edit;; fixed the missing yellow now that I'm home

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The old men of One Piece finding out they have a child with you. Pt. 2

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Buggy

The crew was quick to follow orders, Cabaji grabbing you as others grabbed your sons. Dragging you from the restaurant you called a home and out onto the streets, screamed fill the air as the village was being ripped apart. Your boys crying out in fear as the crew harshly brought you onto the ship you once were apart of.

You yelped as you were thrown into Buggy's room. Your boys being tossed in as well, you quickly grabbed Dee and Bee and brought them to your chest. Running your hands through their hair as they sobbed against you, shaking like a leaf and terrified.

"Ssshh it's okay my loves it's okay" you whisper trying to soothe them, holding them tightly to try and ward away the bad dream. After a few hours they finally fell asleep, You carefully rolling up and placing them on Buggy's large bed. It wouldn't be best to let them sleep in your arms since they were fairly large and when asleep could kick and roll. You couldn't risk injury if you were going to escape with the twins.

You tucked them into the big stripped bed and sighed- Surrounded by more of this circus shit made them look way more like Buggy then you cared to admit. Smoothing Dee and Bee wild blue locks with your hand you sighed heavily. Trying to come up with a plan to escape- but the plotting was short lived as the bedroom door opened.

Buggy stared at you and then glanced at the boys as they slept soundly in his bed. He was holding a large tray and set it down on the side table, meeting your eyes as he picked up a fork and took a bite from each both and even a bite of the bread, before taking a seat clearly wanting to show it was safe to eat and feed the children. You looked at the food it was 3 healthy servings of pasta with fresh bread and 3 drinks, 2 milks and a ale. You looked at him in question but you didn't dare voice anything. Instead gently shaking the twins awake-

"Eh? Mom?..." Dee mumbled as he rubbed his sleepy eyes. "Dinner is here" You say calmly, holding a bowl out to Dee who gently took it in his tiny hands before waking up Bee with a bit more force and doing the same. Splitting the bread in half and giving each half to your sons to make sure they had full bellies.

You ate your own food, Watching as the twins hungrily ate there like they hadn't had a meal before, havjng to make sure they didnt mess up the nice bed. However you kept glancing back at Buggy, feeling his eyes on you.

He sat across the room stull, watching you closely as you wiped their faces clean with your dress and handing them their drinks and even taking your own ale and sipping it. You saw Bee wat hibg Buggy closely, the two staring at each other silently.

"What are you looking at Old Man?-" Bee snapped as he glared at Buggy. You snapping your finger quickly at him.

"Attitude-" You hissed in warning. However heard a shuffle to see Buggy snorting a laugh and turning away to giggle-

"Damn these really are my Kids- I was at least 90% sure before but now it's 100%!" He laughed, actually Wiping the tears from his face.

"Mom what is he talking about?" Dee questioned first, raising a brow at the Clown in their room.

"Yeah and whats with hi-" You smacked your hand over your sons mouth. Knowing that the following question would lead to a fight you didn't have the strength for.

"Boys this is your father... Buggy the Clown. He's a Pirate Captian"

"Our Dads a clown-" Bee deadpanned as his face looked at you in what can only be described as confused horror. You sighing mentally by this, as Dee stared at Buggy suspiciously.

"How do we know?-" Dee started, But Buggy pulled the hat from his head and bandana to show his blue locks that were identical to their.

"Our Dads a Clown!?" Bee said again this time

"I'm a porate clown-" Buggy shot back as he frowned at the boy. The two locking in gaze of equal stubbornness and attitude.

Dee started to say"Is that why you took us?" But was cut off gloriously by Bee"If you're our dad then you suck! Why did you grab mom by her hair and make her cry!" He proclaimed, Jumping up on the bed and pointing to Buggy angrily. You urging the boy to sit down, But Buggy's gaze softened.

"I apologize- I didn't see it was her or else I would have never raided you town. Instead just picked you three up to take with me" He admitted calmly. The seemed to take the wind from Bee's sails as he sat back down- You also surprised to hear Buggy apologize or be so vulnerable.

"I want to have you three here with me and be apart of my children's life" Buggy started as he stared at you- You started to protest but he held up a hand.

"60 Days, that's all I ask. If in 60 days you don't want me in their lives I'll drop you and the boys off at a Marine Base with some berry. Enough to be comforble for the rest of your lives"

It was a good deal- a damn good deal. It's not like you had a berry to your name or a place to return to. That and he genuinely seemed interested in the boys, you gave a defeated sigh.

"Alright... 60 days- then we will talk from there" Buggy smiled at hearing you agreeing to this. Excitement shining in his eyes as he jumped up from his seat.

"Perfect! You all rest here. I'll leave and bring some supplies for you all" Buggy said calmly as he stood up and quickly left, a grin plastered on his face as he left you.

You should have known that Buggy was planning something. For the next 3 days it was like he turned the ship into a child's dream. There was suddently a absurd about of toys, sweets, every game imaginable too seemed to have suddently appeared. Buggy all to happy to shower the twins in anything they asked for, played any game they wanted.

You inwardly sighed as you watched the twins start to warm up to Buggy, More like clinging to him. Bee seemingly the most interested in him while Dee seemed to just love sailing. Having to be coaxed down from the crows nest were he would hide all day. At the mess hall however is were they fit in the best- It was like Buggy had cloned himself the two perfect best friends, aka himself.

Dee had taken to keeping his hair up due to his time in the crows nest and also had become more confident- pushing his brother back whenever he messed with him a bit too much- As for Bee it was like Buggy 2.0- Loud, flashy and ready to find trouble. It had been only 3 days but so much had changed, Currently it being evening dinner time.

Sitting next to Buggy in the mess hall, who had made it a habit of keeping you close you glared as your son then Buggy who was just laugjing "Benny (Y/L/N) get your monkey ass here right now!" You yelled as you saw your son running down the tables of the mess hall. Singing a made of sea shanty that the rest of the freaks were actually drinking and singing along to.

"Let the boy have some fun (Y/N)! It's not like he's hurting anyone- Besides what's the worse that can happen! Stop with the snooty attitude" Buggy proclaimed with a laugh, you saw Dee get a mischievous look in his eye before slipping under the table. You give a sarcastic smile, knowing your twins all too well.

"Fine then, I won't be snooty for the next hour whatever they damage you gotta clean" You proposes with a smile. He laughed and nodded.

"Deal! Finally now we can have some fu-"

And like a symphony of madness all hell broke lose. Dee had popped put from under the table and grabbed Bee's foot nid step. The singing child falling into a massive bowl of mashed potatos which managed to spray everywhere- coating all the people at the table in potatos and the floor which made a few Crewmates who had been walking slip and slam into tables flinging more food and creating more mess paired with a hunk of cake landing right in Buggy's face. Wiping the frosting as he watched the two boys make a run from the mess hall cackling like two Imps.

"Boys!!" He yelled, trying to wipe more of the pink frosting from his face. You smiled and handed him a napkin.

"Have fun Captian!~" You said with a grin and patted his shoulder as Buggy sat there red faced and glaring at you half heartedly. As if taking your cue, you got up and left. Giggling as you hear Buggy snap at some crewmates to grab something to help clean the mess.

Deciding to take the time for yourself you went to the main deck. Leaning against the rails as you watched the dark waves of the ocean and the setting sun. You couldn't lie and say you didn't miss the ocean, or the time to yourself. You stood there watching as the sun set and plunged the ship into darkness, the lanterns of the ship turning on as well as the ship seemed to be sailing in darkness.

"Enjoying your free time?" A deep voice snapped you from your thoughts. Seeing Buggy walking towards you, his face washed of makeup and hair in a ponytail. Having clearly just bathed after getting the mess hall cleaned.

"Yeah, I forgot how nice it is being on this ship.. How are the boys?" Buggy smiled at hearing you enjoying yourself before shrugging.

"Got them washed up and put them to bed.....They seem to like me" He boated, seemingly proud he had formed such a strong bond.

"That they do" You reply. Watching as he put his hands in his pockets a bit awkwardly, that tough Captian Facade crumbling a bit under his own anxiety.

"(Y/N) Why did you leave?... Was it me? Were you ashamed of me or-" He started, the back of his hand brushing against his nose as the enxiety slammed into his chest.

"What?.. No that's not why I left Buggy- I was scared. How the hell was I suppose to go through pregnancy on a ship? Hell the labor?! That was 36 hours to give birth to both of them!" Buggy winced at the thought, you leaned against the railing and stared at him.

"It was the fact that I couldn't predict how you would react and no idea how to raise a baby here. So in a village with at least some stability seemed like the best option- Even if it ment having to do it alone"

You admit, Buggy messing with his gloved hands. Sadness bleeding through his gaze as he sighed.

"I suppose- I can see your point... but I would have put everything on hold if I knew-" Buggy admitted, before rubbing the back of his head a bit hesitantly.

"You know- We only got 60 days and I've been wanting to take a vacation. Drop off the crew maybe for a bit and I know this really nice island" Buggy said casually. Your eyebrows raising at hearing this- He wanted to stop pirating just for you and the twins?

"What?-" You started but he cut you off quickly. "I mean it would only be a little bit of course- unless something urged me to stay a bit longer. However I think being on the open ocean can be damaging for super long term- I mean the meals can cause scurvy and who knows what else" He quickly justified, even at this distance you could see his ears turning red. You couldn't help but giggle at this, which caught his attention quickly.

"I'd like that Buggy.. But I don't want to take you away from what you love" you say, Watching Buggy take a hesitant step towards you.

"Who knows... 60 days can quickly turn into eternity.. if you want it to.. and i lost what i loved once- Ill never let that happen again" He said locking eyes with you which made you smile brighter.

Shanks

It had been 3 weeks since Shanks arrived- and it had been one journey, The man clearly loved to be a father. Willing to do anything for Vivian, her having the powerful pirate wrapped around her little finger and not even knowing it.

Shanks having let his crew take the time for essentially a vacation on his dime while ge stayed in your guestroom. Excited every morning to wake up and play with his daughter. He bought her so many toys, a chest full of pretty dresses, a giant stuffed monkey and a play wood sword since she had been so interest in his.

She had even taken to tying her favorite green ribbon on his sword since "It looks pretty" and he didn't have the will power to take it off. So for the most part, it had been complete and total bliss.

It was early morning when you heard some loud Noises coming from the kitchen area of your home- Getting up from bed and put on your robe and walked to see what all the noise was.

You stood in the kitchen with a raised eyebrow, the only word fitting this situation was- Hilarious. There sat Shanks, sat on the floor with his back leanes against the oven holding a old muffin. His eyes were covered in a thick layer of green glittery eyeshadow (from your makeup bag) hot red lipstick that was sneered on other parts of his face. Some bows randomly scattered in his red hair. His coat that usually covered his missing arm dropped over your daughter who was still in her baby blue tight gown and she was dragging behind her as she adding things to the spread on the floor. A bag of sugar, some water, a scattering of teabags and whatever had been in the fridge- including half eaten sandwiches and cupcakes which Shanks was currently chewing on.

"Starlight, I don't think there is anyway you can make the wate- I mean tea any sweeter" He said calmly, Watching Vi try to pour more sugar into her little China set with her chubby hands. Shanks cringing a bit at this as she poured him a cup and handed it to him.

"See! Now it's perfect!" She chimed and giggled loudly. He gave a smile as he set aside his muffin and sipped the tea, trying to suppress the cringe from the unholy amount of sugar that was mixed with water and a hint of a poor teabag.

"It's delicious Baby Girl- Fantastic" He choked out, working through a smile as he forced himself to take another sip. You couldn't help bit to laugh, which brought the attention of both Red Heads.

"Mommy!" Vivian chimed loudly running towards you still wearing Shank's cloak and you scooped her up carefully.

"I must say Shanks, you look fabulous" You said with a smile. Shanks Grinning up at you as he sat on the floor.

"I always thought I'd look good in green" He said, Gesturing to the sloppy eyeshadow. Rolling himself up to his feet as he smiled down at you.

"By the way are you ready for today?" You raised a brow-

"Oh boy what do you have planned?" Shanks only gave a wide smile before grabbing a box from the kitchen table and holding up a lovely yellow sundress for you and a similar one for Vivian.

"Fun day out!"

Shanks hadnt beem kidding about a fun day, staring with a lovely resturant on the island, sailing, having in a meadow and then time out at the park the sun started to set. Shanks held Vivian who was passed out against him, walking back to your home. The two of you talking about the time you two where together in the past.

"Thank you (Y/N).." He said softly, Smiling as he watched the sun set and the two of you walked up hill.

"For what?" He smiled brightly at you "Making me the happiest man in the world" You couldn't help but blush at hearing this. Looking away bashfully as you came up to your home, Seeing a man standing there a bit awkwardly.

"Yasopp! Glad you stopped by, This is (Y/N) and my darling daughter Vivian. She's asleep right now but I'm sure she'd love to meet ya"

Shank smiled brightly at seeing his fellow crewmate. However the look on Yasopp face said otherwise.

"Its lovely to meet you (Y/N)... but Captian- we have to talk.." He said softly, Shanks frowning at the tone he gave before gently passing Vivian to you.

"I'll be in a sec" He said, nodding you quickly head inside to get Vivian ready for bed. Yasopp and him talked outside, Shanks looked angry. Staring at the letter and running his hand through his hair clearly stressed. You finished cleaning Vivians face and got her in her PJs, tuckering her in for the night. In the hallway you could hear the should of bottles shifting, turning to see Shanks in the kitchen grabbing the bottle of whiskey you kept on the top shelf- his face twisted in anger as he plopped on the couch.

"You have to leave.. don't you-" You finally blurted out, watching him open the bottle with his teeth and take a sip. His eyes shiny with unshed tears, he nodded soberly as he took a hard swig of the drink.

"Shanks you can't finally meet her and just leave her life-" You stressed, anger bubbling in your chest as you stared at him. He sat slunched in the chair a swirling of different emotions in his eyes.

"They need my help.. and I can't risk it (Y/N).... I can't risk them finding out about you and Vi... they would kill you both" He whispered, shock slamming into you. Your eyes drifting to Vivian's room were she laid sleeping.

"...How long will you be gone" You whispered finally, sitting down on your sofa sadly.

"I don't know..." He whispered, defeat written on his face. Holding the bottle out to you, which you took and started to sip before passing it back.

"When do you leave?" Shanks took another heavy swig of the drink and held it out to you. "Tomorrow morning..." You nod at this- Taking another sip of the whiskey.

"...I-Is she going to hate me?" Shanks whispered, Looking up at were he knew Vi was. You shook your head "She doesn't have it in her heart to hate.." You said softly. He nodded at this and messed with the ribbon she tied on his sword, staring at it hard.

"I love her (Y/N).... so much it hurts.." His voice cracked. But he instead stood up, taking a heavy breath.

"I'm going to get some sleep... you should as well" He said softly, Turning and walking back to the guest room. Leaving you alone with the whiskey bottle, as you put it back in its rightful place. You could have sworn you heard hushed sobs... but left them be and went to cry in your own bed as well.

In the morning, the nice breakfast was made. Shanks feeding Vivian her oatmeal and letting her talk his ear off, you knew he needed this moment. Needed to have this with her. Once breakfast was finishes the three of you started the walk to the docks, Vivian holding Shanks hand as they talked about the pretty ocean.

Walking to the docks he saw the ship being loaded up, Vivian staring in awe at the massive vessel and giggled at the sight of all the men who stared at her and gave friendly waves. Shanks taking a deep breath to look at you both. Hurt shining in his eyes as he swallowed a hard lump in his throat. Kneeling down he looked at Vivian, his hand cupping her chubby cheek as he took a shaky breath holding back tears clearly. "Princess, I've got to go for a while.."

"But why?... you just got here?"

"I know baby girl- But, see there is this trouble maker- His name is Luffy. Think of him as your big brother, he needs my help.. And I don't want to put you and your Mommy in danger while I go get him. So I have to leave-"

He said, Biting his bottom lip for a second as he let a few tears roll down his cheek. Reaching into his pocket and pulling out a solid gold coin- it was quite large and he carefully handed it to Vivian. Her little fingers holding the big coin and touching the detailed design thay decorated it, his Jolly Roger.

"But I promise I'll be back.. but until I do- you have to keep this with you. It's special, it will protect you from Pirates- And when I come back, and I promise I will. I'll trade you that coin for your ribbon back okay?"

He said softly, watching Vivian smile up at him at the promise.

"Okay Daddy.." She said softly before jumping and hugging around his neck. He held her tightly, wrapping his arm around her as if he didn't want to let go.

"Captian-" Yassop said softly, Shanks nodding and carefully standing up. Handing Vivian to you a bit reluctantly, Vivian own eyes starting to water. You held her close as tears rolled down your own cheeks. Shanks leaning in and kissing the tears on your face and one gingerly on your lips.

"I'll see you two again, I swear" He said softly, Stepping back as he followed after his crew. The crew somber like their Captian as he boarded, yelling out commands to set sail. Looking back as the ship began to leave the harbor, Waving at the two of you. Vivian waving back gently as tears rolled down her chubby cheeks clutching the coin close to her chest.

You and Vivian standing on the docks as you watched the ship sail and disapear over the horizon. You sniffles and wiped your eyes of the tears you didn't know had still been running down your cheeks.

Your daughter looking at you and wiping your tears, giving you a smile just like Shanks "Don't worry Mommy.. Daddy said he'd be back"

Mihawk

You stood in your tiny kitchen, rubbing your temple as the days situation settled on your bones. Your son standing next to you chopping vegetables silently, Clearly ignoring the elephant in the room.

"Alucare- Do you want to-"

"No" He cut you off quickly, quickly cutting down on a carrot like it had wronged him. You sighed at this setting the kettle on the stove to start a pot of tea. Knowing damn well what was coming- right on cue there was a knock to the door.

Turning you went to let in the Warlord, he looked like a kicked puppy. Awkwardly standing there at your door with his hat removed, his eyes glancing up at you hesitantly.

"(Y/N)..." He said softly, surprising you that he had even remembered your name. He stepped to the side, inviting him into your home and guiding him to your dining room were he took a seat at the kitchen table.

You took a seat as well, Alucare not turning from preparing the vegetables. A awkward silence following the trio as there was only the sound of chopping.

"Mihawk.. It's been a while" You finally speak, the Warlord nodding in agreement. Silence falling over you two again.

"Oh for God's sake. Alucare sit down please, we are going to get this out" You said, Hearing the shuffle of your son moving from his spot and sitting next to you. You couldn't help but stare in awe- The two sitting across from each other made it seem like they were looking at some odd mirror, they looked almost identical except for the age and minor changes.

"Mihawk this is Alucare, your son. As we can clearly can see. Alucare this is your father Dracule Mihawk"

You introduce, swallowing thickly as the two continued to stare at each other. Silence falling again over you all, Mihawk sighed and rubbed his temple. Turning his eyes away from this odd sort of staring contest.

"Alucare.. That's a good name.. How old are you?" Mihawk asked, staring at his child for a moment before Alucare looked away.

"I'm 16..." He said softly, Mihawk nodding at this before his eyes landed on you.

"How come you didn't tell me- I would have been here, helped you. I have a home and more" He asked, his eyebrows betraying him in pure confusion and he frowned. You sighed and rubbed the back of your neck.

"I was scared- How would it look like if some random person claimed to have some famed Warlords child.." You mumbled, still embarrassed by the whole ordeal. "Besides it wasn't even until after are alleyway escapades that I understood who you were-"

"I see..." Mihawk sighed as he stared at Alucare again, who seemed to grow a bit uncomforble at the direction of this conversation.

"Alucare do you wish to ask something of your father?-" You encouraged. Wanting to create a olive branch between the two.

"What is there me to ask? It's not like it's a secret that we are related or his reputation. The only thing I would wonder is how you found out about us-" Alucare said a bit dismissively, you felt genuine surprise at this. He had never shown anyone disrespect before until now-

"There were rumors of you that traveled to a Marine Base I was at- how a child looked like the famed Mihawk... eyes and all" Mihawk clarified. Alucare only rolling his matching yellow eyes at this, standing up from his seat.

"I'll be dismissing myself. Thanks for the talk" He said calmly, walking out the back door and slamming it shut behind him. You sighed and looked to Mihawk

"Hes normally not like that, I don't know what to say" You admit. But the Warlord just stood up with a understanding nod.

"Hes angry... that I understood.. I'll return" He said before following out the back door as well.

Standing by the grove of trees next to the house Alucare let the cool blade of the knives brush over his fingers, sighing as he quickly released the blade at lightning speed at the carved target on the old tree hitting bulls eye. Alucare walking to retrieve the lone blade and repeat the process.

"Impressive shot-" The deep voice only belonging to Mihawk sounded behind the teen. Alucare glancing back at the man as he resumed his position and went back to throwing his blade.

"Thanks I suppose-" Alucare mumbled as he continued to task. Mihawk sighing softly as he glanced at the sky.

"What is the true reason you resent me- One that you don't wish to express with your mother around" He finally asked, staring at the sky. Alucare faltering in his movements for a moment, keeping the blade in his hands for a moment.

"If you had been anyone else she wouldn't have had to suffer so much-" He admitted, his eyes showing a deep sadness as he sighed "I saw the way they looked at her, despite her smiling and ignoring it.. how she acted as a human shield for me. Because we share blood- How she would sit on the bed after working day and night to put that home over our head... how tired she was and then emotionally carying the brunt of people looking at her in either pity, fear otlr disgust for my sake"

He admitted, throwing the blade once again watching the blade stick deeply into the tree the handle being the only thing that showed. Mihawk quietly listened and clenched his hands.

"I understand... if I had known I would have protected her... I would have protected you- Nothing I can say can make up for 16 years of hardship... but I do apologize" Mihawk said, bowing his head gently.

Alucare looked at him silently for a moment. Looking away for a moment and went to grab the blade.

"...How do you sharpen a blade-" Alucare asked, In his own way accepting Mihawk apology and extending a form of communication. Mihawk gave a hint of a smile on his lips as he stepped forward.

"I can show you-"

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trentsennasblog · 2 years ago

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omg those AI images of Alan and your OC are so cool! How do you create them? Is there a particular AI image generator you recommend and do you have any tips?

Hey, first of all thank you. I just found it today too. It’s called bing image creator. I had to sign up with my Microsoft account and then had like 15 Lightning bolts which apparently generates your images faster. But after you have used all of them you can still generate some it only takes longer. Your “boosts” reset after a week.

This ai is powered by Dall e 3. I don’t know about you guys but when I use open AI to generate pictures I only can use Dall e 1 so I’m really happy that I found this today.

So for the prompts for Snape I just said that it should give me an image of Alan rickman as Severus Snape and it worked. Bevor I just said Snape and it looked nothing like Alan so maybe it used the book as reference. After that I described the oc and the background. I found the more in detail you say what you want to see the better the images.

For the one with Alan and the girl in the field I tried using Alan rickman as colonel Brandon (that’s how I imagine him in my fic “The new lady at Downton Abbey”) but it did not work quite as right after that I put Alan rickman in the style of 1915 and that worked better. So basically trial and error.

Sometimes when I put a prompt with many celebrities it said that I am violating the guidelines. Haven’t read them so I’m a bit confused there but after deleting some of my sentence it worked fine again. Also I tried to do some Pedro pascal images it didn’t work.

That’s what I found out today. Have fun trying it yourself;)

For those that would like to read the fic:

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trentsennasblog · 2 years ago

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Hellooo! I really really love your writings so much! I wanted to request something but you don’t have to do it! I’m thinking about a Draco Malfoy oneshot where Draco and reader aren’t close then one day reader’s potion goes wrong and kind of blows up on her face and she somehow loses her ability to see so she’s going to be blind for a week or something and a professor chooses Draco to assist her around, walk her to the classes and meals, read the books for her aloud, practically they do everything together and Draco starts to like her and eventually fall in love ❤️

Thank you so much for your request, I really loved it. So I hope you enjoy reading!

I got you

A faint smile appeared on your face as you noticed the potion in front of you turning green when you added your frog brains, just like it was supposed to. By now, you had almost finished your potion. And you were quite good on time. While the brew would have to simmer over the fire for several minutes, you would be able to chop the beetle eyes, giving the potion the final touch.

You glanced over to your friend, who seemed to have some more problems than you did. You threw her an encouraging smile, before -unnoticed by Professor Snape- you passed her the leftovers of your own sliced frog brains, to save her at least some time and give her a chance to finish the potion until the end of the lesson as well. Not only because she was your friend, but also, because you knew how Professor Snape would react if a student wouldn’t finish their assignment until the end of the lesson. And you didn’t want to give him a reason to dock yet some other points from your house. What you didn’t notice however was that -as you sneaked the brains to your friend- the sleeve of your robe tipped over a small veil with an unknown liquid inside, a few drops of it running over the table, mixing with the chopped beetle eyes, you had already prepared to add to your potion.

When Professor Snape passed your table and inspected your cauldron, he didn’t say a word but you could see him raising one of his eyebrows slightly, which was for sure the biggest compliment you had ever received from the teacher. Motivated by this encouragement, you checked the bubbling potion in front of you once more and after you had made sure that everything went according to plan, you took the beetle eyes in your hand, throwing them into the bubbling liquid.

BOOM!

Your ears were ringing. Only muffled you could hear the screams of your classmates, and Professor Snape´s harsh voice instructing them to stay back. You remained frozen in place.

Only when you felt a strong grip on your arm, that pulled you away from where you were standing, you obeyed. And only then you started to feel the hot liquid that was burning your face and also covering most of your arms and upper body. You winced in pain, eyes squeezed shut and lips pressed together. But since the viscous potion was also covering your nose, it made it hard to breathe without opening your mouth.

“Hold still.”, you could hear Professor Snape barking and you just nodded, trying to stay as calm as possible, which was quite hard, since you were shaking frantically.

The Professor mumbled some words repeatedly and you heard a slurping noise as he slowly removed the potion from you, starting with your face, then your arms, then your upper body. You didn’t dare to move, keeping your eyes and mouth shut, trying to breathe as flat as possible to not take the risk of inhaling any of the potion.

But then the noise stopped and you felt your skin being freed from the liquid again.

“Done.”, Professor Snape stated. “You can move again. Get back in your place and clean everything up. And ten points from you. I thought worrying about Mr Finnigan blowing up this classroom would be enough, but apparently, we got a new expert now.”

You could hear some people laughing in the background.

Carefully, you took a deep breath and sighed in relief. Apparently, you were out of danger. But as you opened your eyes carefully and turned your head to the left and right to look at the damage you had caused, you couldn’t see any destruction. Neither you saw Professor Snape, who kept on ranting about the dangers of untalented people like you making even the easiest tasks life-threatening, nor your friend, touching your arm, asking you if you were alright.

And as you opened your mouth, your voice was surprisingly calm considering the panic rising up in you as you said: “I can’t see anything.”

“Do you see the light?”

“No Professor.”

Some incomprehensible whisper.

“Now?”

“Still nothing.”

“Can you blink?”

You did as you were told.

“Roll your eyes.”

In every other situation, you would be glad to once be able to roll your eyes in Professor Snape´s class for once, but now you would rather have it any other way. You were sitting on a chair in the front of the class, Professor Snape hovering over you, taking a closer look at your eyes. Because even though almost ten minutes had passed since the explosion, still, all you saw was darkness. It felt like a black curtain had fallen over the world, absorbing any source of light and with that anything you could see. When your friends had brought you to the chair you were sitting on now and Professor Snape had told you in a few words that he needed to examine your eyes, you had been positive that he would be able to clean them or fix them with a spell, but until now, he hadn’t done so. And with every minute passing you got more and more nervous. Your fists clenched around the wooden seat and you felt some cold sweat forming on your forehead. You felt helpless without your eyesight, felt the eyes of everyone else lingering on you, but you couldn’t return the gaze of any of them. Because even though your eyes were wide open and frantically darting from one point to another, you were surrounded by darkness. A pitch-black hole had formed around you, swallowing any visual stimulation.

“Get to Madame Pomfrey then. This seems to be a more complex medical issue. The others will clean up their cauldrons. Class dismissed!”

“And how exactly do you think am I supposed to get there, Professor?”, you asked, your voice probably sounding a bit too sarcastic for your own good.

You could hear some people snickering in the background.

“Since Mr Malfoy seems to take much pleasure in this, I am sure he will accompany you.”, Snape stated in an unfazed voice.

The class fell silent immediately.

“But Professor, I still need to clean up my things as well.”, you heard Draco Malfoy´s voice echoing through the dungeon. You couldn’t quite identify the sound of his voice. It irritated you to not be able to watch his reaction and not know what exactly was going on.

“Mr Zabini will take care of it. He shared your enthusiasm about the situation after all.” You wished you could see the boys´ faces now. You weren’t quite sure but from the giggling of the others you assumed they looked anything but pleased with the situation. “And you, Mr Malfoy, will take care of Miss (Y/l/n) until she is capable of doing so for herself again.”

Draco groaned.

“How long will that take?”

“As long as it is necessary.”

“But what if it takes days? Or weeks? Or maybe she will never be able to see again. What will happen then? Am I supposed to watch her for the rest of my life?”

Normally, you would be slightly offended by Draco´s unwillingness to spend any time with you. The two of you never had much in common, but in comparison to most of the other students -at least those who weren’t in Slytherin- the two of you got along quite well. Not that you had ever talked much with each other, but at least he had never insulted or bullied you. And that meant much more than it would in most other people. But now that Draco mentioned a possibility that you had tried to avoid thinking of until that very moment, your heart dropped. What if the damage the potion had done to your eyes was permanent? What if you would never be able to see again? What if the last thing you had seen in your entire life were the cold stone walls of the dungeon and the green of the explosive liquid that might now ruin your life?

“I suggest getting her to the Hospital Wing quickly then, so you find out.”, Professor Snape´s voice cut the boy off, leaving little room for a discussion.

And Draco seemed to notice that too because he sighed in defeat.

Then, you lost the boy in the murmuring of the other voices and the sound of the students getting to work and cleaning up the classroom. Only when you felt a hand touching your shoulder slightly, you found him again. You couldn’t help but flinch at this unexpected touch.

“Let´s get you out of here then.”, Draco mumbled, as he wrapped his hand around your upper arm, to guide you out of the classroom and to Madame Pomfrey, who you hoped was able to get you out of your misery again. And hesitantly, you followed him.

“Watch it, there´s a step.”

“And how exactly am I supposed to watch it if I can´t see a damn thing?”, you hissed.

While normally the way from the dungeons to the Hospital Wing would have taken you not even five minutes, by now you were on your way for at least ten. But obviously, you couldn’t be sure of that because you could read a clock as much as you saw the step Draco had told you about.

Your right foot bumped into the step Draco had warned you against. You stumbled slightly and if it wouldn’t have been for the Slytherin boy still holding onto your arm, you probably would have lost your balance completely. But the boy only tightened his grip when he felt you tumbling, slowing down his pace. You cursed under your breath. By now you were quite sure that Professor Snape´s order that Draco should accompany you wasn’t only a punishment for his childish behaviour but also for you and your negligence.

“You´re alright?”, Draco asked. You weren’t quite sure but for a moment you thought you could hear some concern in his voice, hidden under all of the annoyance.

“I would be if you would finally give me some proper orders.”

“Do you think I don’t have anything better to do than playing your guide dog?”

“And do you think I want you to do so? Merlin, if you want to get rid of me just push me down those damn stairs and don’t act as if you actually want to help me.”, you snapped back.

“Don’t tempt me (Y/l/n).”, Draco growled.

“It´s not like I think you wouldn’t actually do that. You already got a certain reputation.”

Normally, you wouldn’t be that harsh towards any of your classmates. Even when this classmate happened to be Draco Malfoy. But due to everything that had happened in the last few minutes, your focus didn’t exactly lay on your politeness. So for once in your life, you didn’t bite your tongue, even though you had to admit, that this was probably the worst timing. Because if you would annoy Draco too much, he wouldn’t even have to push you down the stairs. He could just walk away, leaving you here, completely lost. And then the chances were high that you either would break your neck or get totally lost in the castle if you would try and find the way to the Hospital Wing by yourself.

But instead of a snarky remark or just walking off, Draco just sighed and let go of your arm. But before you could protest, he laid his arm around your shoulders, his hand wrapping around the upper arm that was farther away from him, before he shuffled closer to you and wrapped his other hand around the arm closer to his body.

“Let´s just get you to Madame Pomfrey. I don’t think either of us wants to stay in this situation for longer than necessary.”

His mouth was now so close to your ear, that you could feel his breath hitting your skin. And even though you couldn’t see him, you still felt his warm presence right next to you. You couldn’t help the goosebumps creeping over your skin as you felt his closeness.

“At least one thing we can agree on.”, you mumbled.

Draco let out a small chuckle. But then his voice grew serious again.

“Okay, four more steps, right in front of you. You got that?”

You bit your lip nervously and nodded.

“Think I got it. You got me?”

Draco nodded and you could hear the smirk in his voice as he confirmed: “I got you.”

“Don’t worry my dear, you will be fully recovered again in no time.”, Madame Pomfrey chirped, after she had finally finished running her mouth about the dangerousness of the classes in this school and the missing protective measures.

“And how long exactly will this be?”, you asked, still concerned, but for now relieved that the loss of your eyesight wasn’t permanent.

“About a week. Maybe two. But the latest in a month your eyesight will have fully recovered.”

“A month?”, you gasped. “But what am I supposed to do in all that time? I can´t see anything. How am I supposed to do my homework? Read the books I need for class? How am I even supposed to get to class? Or out of bed in the morning?”

“You will be able to see again much earlier. Simply not as good as you did before. If I got this correctly, Professor Snape has already instructed Mr Malfoy to help you out during that time?”

“He did, but…”

“Well, actually…”

“Very well.”, Madame Pomfrey cut the protest of you and Draco off. “Then this is set. I will give you a balm that you can apply to your eyes twice a day. It will support the healing process and prevent any infections.” She gave you a small veil and closed your fingers around it.

“But that’s… I can´t help her with… everything.”, Draco argued, while you nodded in agreement.

“Oh, dear boy, you won´t have to. Miss (Y/l/n) may not be able to see anything but that doesn’t mean she can’t survive on her own.”

“But we aren’t even in the same house. Wouldn’t it be better if someone from my house…”

But Madame Pomfrey cut you off again.

“As I understood this Professor Snape had a reason to put the two of you together. And I´m positive that everyone will benefit from this. Besides, you still have some friends who will be able to help you out if you will need them, don’t you?”

Of course, you had. You were sure that your friends wouldn’t mind helping you out in the upcoming weeks, but you were just as sure that Draco did mind. And the fact that he just huffed in response, confirmed your presumption. But since Madame Pomfrey as well as Professor Snape seemed to not have any argument, you just nodded defeated.

“Very well. Now off you go. I still have other patients I need to take care of.”

When the door of the Hospital Wing closed behind you, an uncomfortable silence spread across Draco and you. Then, finally, he cleared his throat.

“So, class is already over. Should I walk you back to your common room?”

You nodded.

“Yeah, that would be nice.”

Then, you fell silent again.

Only when you had reached the door to your common room -surprisingly without any greater incidents- you spoke up again.

“Thanks for bringing me.”

“It´s my job now, I guess.”, Draco grumbled.

“It probably won´t even take that long. I mean, I don’t need to see that much to be fine on my own again. So this will probably only take a few days.”

You didn’t know whether you tried to convince Draco or yourself.

“Yeah, probably.”

Silence.

“Okay, I got Quidditch practice now. So I´m at the pitch if you need something. Else I´ll get you for dinner. Is that okay with you?”

You nodded.

“Should I drop you off somewhere special?”

“Just get me through that door. Everything behind I know like the back of my hand.”

You mumbled the password and the door gave way to your common room. When Draco helped you over the door sill, you already heard some people muttering and quick steps coming up to you.

“(Y/n), are you alright?”, your friend asked you worriedly, as her hand closed around yours.

You nodded.

“Besides the fact I still can´t see anything. But everything else is fine.”

“I got her, you can leave now.”, your friend told Draco, who muttered a small goodbye before his steps departed.

And when your friend led you to one of the couches and you let yourself fall with a heavy sigh, you wondered how you would be able to survive the upcoming days.

Only a few days later, you were sitting in the library with Draco. So far, he had accompanied you to your meals, picked you up in the morning for your classes, and not left your side for the rest of the day. And even though you weren’t quite sure what to think about Draco as your chaperon for now, you had to give him the fact, that you hadn’t been late for a single appointment yet, even though it took you almost twice as long to get from one point to another than normally. But besides that, spending your time with Draco was rather awkward. Even though you knew him for several years now, you had barely ever talked to him and also didn’t know much about him, besides the things you had heard from others. And most of the rumours hadn’t been exactly positive. But until now, Draco had shown himself from his best side. He was for sure arrogant, and his constant snarky remarks got on your nerves, as well as his impatience, but in the end, he had been there for you and had prevented you from several collisions and stumbles.

And now you were sitting in the library by his side, while he explained your homework to you. You had to admit that his voice was rather soothing as he read a text to you out loud you needed for your assignment. You could have listened to his voice all day if it wasn’t for the fact that you still needed to pay attention to the words leaving his mouth and not only the sound of his voice lulling you in.

But then Draco lowered his voice until it was barely more than a whisper.

“Could you read a bit louder again?”, you asked, as he continued reading about the shielding charm.

“I thought you were blind, not deaf.”, Draco responded.

“Really charming. But if I don’t understand what you are saying, this doesn’t work out.”

Draco´s gaze shifted from you in the opposite direction. Because what you didn’t see was the librarian Madame Pince, who watched Draco and you with narrowed eyes and pursed lips.

And when Draco continued reading to you again, slightly louder than before, she finally had enough and came over to you. And she neither cared about Draco´s nor your protest as she kicked you out of the library, completely ignoring your question about how she thought you were able to read if you couldn’t see a thing.

When Draco and you made your way to the courtyard to continue studying, you gave finally free vent to your anger.

“What are they all even thinking about this? Madame Pince kicks us out of the library even though we just wanted to do our homework. I mean, do you think that any of the teachers will care about the fact that we can´t use the library? No, we still have to do our homework like everyone else. And Madame Pomfrey. I want to see how she would do her job if she couldn’t see a bloody thing. And don’t get me started on Snape. What was he even thinking to hand me you as a second pair of eyes? Don’t get me wrong, this isn’t against you, but against him. He always has to put his outsized nose in other people’s business.”

“(Y/n), you don’t really…”, Draco started, but you had gotten yourself in a rage already.

“Oh, I mean every single word of this. If this greasy-haired bastard wouldn’t have made such a fuss about…”

“Professor Snape.”

“Yes, Draco. Professor Snape. Or do you know any other teacher who is as incompetent and…”

“No (Y/n). Professor Snape. In front of us. In earshot.”

You froze.

“Oh.”

“Yeah. Oh.”

You felt your heartbeat fasten. Your hand clenched onto Draco´s arm, holding onto him tightly as if the Professor´s favourite student could save you from what was coming for you if Snape had actually heard what you had been saying.

Disoriented you turned your head from one side to another, not sure from which direction the storm would release on you. Then you heard some heavy footsteps coming up to you. You gulped hard.

“Professor.”, you heard Draco´s voice, which sounded slightly nervous as well.

“Professor.”, you echoed weakly, still holding onto Draco as if he was your life belt.

“Mr Malfoy. Miss (Y/l/n).” Snape´s voice sounded as emotionless as usual, not giving away what he was thinking.

A few moments of silence passed.

“I am pleased to see that you are doing your job so well Mr Malfoy. Ten points to Slytherin. And please continue doing so. We don´t want our lovely Miss (Y/l/n) to get hurt, do we?”

You gulped again, even though your throat was dry and nodded.

But then you felt a draft as Snape passed you with quick steps, that slowly started to faint in the distance. Still, you remained frozen in place, not daring to breathe. Only when your ears couldn’t catch any hint of his presence anymore, you dared to speak up again.

“Is he gone?”, you whispered breathlessly.

Draco nodded. Only when he remembered you couldn’t see him, he added: “He´s gone.”

After this confirmation, you relaxed slightly and let out a heavy sigh.

“That was close. I really thought that this was it.”, you said, wiping your sweaty hands off on your robe.

When you heard Draco cackling, you turned your head in his direction, looking at him -or rather where you suspected him- in confusion.

“What´s so funny?”

Draco´s snickering only grew louder.

“Sorry, but this was absolutely hilarious. You should have seen your face.”

“Do you think he heard me?”, you asked in a worried tone.

“If he did, he hid it very well.”, he responded, before he chuckled again. ”Merlin, I wish I had a picture of this. I don’t think I have ever seen someone going pale and red that fast.”

“That isn’t funny at all.”, you responded, even though by now a small smile had made it to your face as well. “Can you imagine what would have happened if he heard me?”

“No, but I think it would have been rather interesting to find out.”, Draco said, the smirk in his voice still clearly visible.

You tried to nudge him but failed since Draco was quick to take a step to the side, only making him snicker again.

“I´m glad you´re entertained by my misery.”, you complained, even though Draco could see the corner of your mouth twitching.

And your smile only grew wider as Draco, not as usually grabbed your arm, but your hand and intertwined his fingers with yours, sending chills down your spine, as you followed him outside without hesitation.

“Trust me, darling, I am the last person to take pleasure in all of this.”, he smirked.

And even though you knew that this statement wasn’t completely right, Draco knew that -as he glanced down at you, still holding onto him with a small smile on your lips -you had no idea that it couldn’t be further from the truth.

The rain was pattering against the windows of the castle. But you couldn’t care less. If anything, it made the entire situation even cosier. You had huddled together on one of the couches in your common room, gnawing at some snacks the house elves had brought you. But what made the entire situation even better was the fact that you weren’t on your own. Much to the dismay of your housemates, Draco sat on the couch next to you, slickly ignoring the deadly glances the others shot him. He was focused on different things anyway. It was hard enough to concentrate on the book he was reading to you when you were sitting only centimetres next to him, eyes closed and your brows slightly furrowed, as you listened to his words attentively.

Little did Draco know that he could have read a recipe for pudding to you and you couldn’t have cared less. Because while Draco was still striving to help you out with your homework, the words he was reading blurred inside your mind anyway. You concentrated much more on the sound of his calm voice that lulled you in. And as it mixed more and more with the pelting of the rain, you slowly started to drift off into your own world, your thoughts much more concentrated on how close Draco was to you and how the sound of his voice was vibrating through your entire body. You barely even noticed how you started to doze off, your entire body relaxing.

Only when your head fell to the side, hitting Draco´s shoulder, you startled, suddenly wide awake again.

“Sorry.”, you mumbled. Your voice sounded slightly raspy.

You felt your face heating up from embarrassment. Not only that Draco was sacrificing his free time to help you out, but you also thanked him by almost falling asleep during his efforts.

“Am I that boring, hmm?”, Draco asked.

“No! No, not at all. I really enjoy- appreciate! I mean, I really appreciate that you´re doing that for me.”

“That´s why you´re almost falling asleep?”, the boy chuckled.

“No, sorry, it´s just… We´ve just been here for such a long time. And it´s so hard to remember everything when I can´t visualize it. I feel like my head is going to explode from everything I have to remember.”

“Shall we take a break then?”, Draco asked, slightly concerned.

“If you don’t mind. I know you probably got better things to do but if you can take that time…”

“Right now, I certainly got nothing better to do.”

You frowned.

“Are you sure about that? I mean you spend so much time with me. What about your friends and Quidditch? And you have to finish all of your assignments as well and…”

You were interrupted by Draco´s arm wrapping around your shoulder and pulling you closer to him again. Even though you were by now already used to his touch, you still felt your breath hitch at his unexpected closeness.

Draco smiled down at you as he felt you slowly starting to melt into his touch.

“Don’t worry love. I am right where I want to be.”

The days passed and by now neither Draco nor you could imagine your life without the other one being a part of it. But while you were fully aware of how much you depended on Draco, little did you know that by now, he felt like he depended on you just as much. Because even though his vision worked perfectly fine and he didn’t need someone to walk him around the castle, he still felt like you had opened his eyes. When Draco was around you, the world just felt so much brighter and more colourful. He wasn’t quite sure what it was -or at least he didn’t want to admit- but every time he saw you, he could feel that stupid little smile creeping on his lips and his heart beating so hard, he feared it might just jump out of his chest. And even though it scared him, he loved it. He loved the way you closed your eyes and slightly tilted your head when you were paying attention to what he was saying. He loved how prying and fearless you were even though you had just lost one of your senses. He loved how perfectly your hand fitted into his, how your fingers intertwined as if they were made for each other. He loved the way you threw your head back and your eyes crinkled when you laughed at his jokes, even though most of them weren’t even that funny since he tried way too hard to impress and entertain you. He loved how you trusted him with your life and followed him wherever he took you without hesitation. Yes, Draco loved everything about you. And maybe -just maybe- this was simply due to the fact that he loved you.

By now almost two weeks had passed since the accident in the dungeons. Every morning since then, just like clockwork, Draco had waited for you in front of your common room. And today was no exception. Every morning since then, just like clockwork, you had exited your common room and had taken Draco´s hand so he would lead you to the Great Hall for breakfast. And today was no exception.

When you opened the door, you smiled sweetly and greeted Draco, taking the hand that he offered you. But somehow, the smile on your lips seemed to be even wider today.

“Don’t you notice something?”, you said, smiling at him brightly.

Draco´s eyes darted from one detail of yours to the next. Normally, he noticed every single thing about you. It didn’t matter if you changed your hairstyle or tied your tie slightly differently, Draco was the first one to see it. But today, he didn’t notice anything.

“I… uhm…”

Draco flushed. What was so obvious that you thought that there was no way he could oversee it? And how in the name of Salazar could he do so nevertheless?

“C´mon Draco, I see the way you look at me.”, you grinned.

The blush on the boy´s face only darkened. You had noticed. He had been way too obvious about it, he knew that. He knew that all his friends had teased him about “the way he looked at you”, but still he had somehow hoped that you wouldn’t.

“(Y/n), listen. I can explain. It´s not…”, he stuttered.

You had doubted that it was even possible, but your smile grew even wider as you saw the boy´s confusion.

“I said, I see the way you look at me, Draco. I see it.”

“Yeah, I know and I…” And finally, the penny dropped. “You… You see it?”

You nodded proudly, returning his gaze.

“I see it.”, you confirmed.

And now that Draco looked at you, he wondered how he didn’t notice in the very first second. Your eyes still looked a bit out of focus, but you returned his gaze nevertheless. The Slytherin had spent much time in the last days, wondering how it would feel like when you would look at him for the first time. Not that you had never done so before you had gone blind, but you had never really seen him. In the last few days, so many things between the two of you had changed, that right now it really felt like you saw him for the first time.

Before either of you knew what was happening, Draco pulled you into a tight embrace. And after a second of surprise, you returned his embrace, burying your head in the crook of his neck, inhaling his intoxicating scent.

When you finally let go of each other again, you just couldn’t get enough of looking at him. Your vision wasn’t as good again yet as it had been before, but for now, it was more than you could have asked for. You took in every single detail of Draco´s face. The blue of his eyes, the red shimmer on his cheeks, his delicate facial features and -most importantly- the warm smile on his face as he looked down at you.

“How do you… since when… how do you feel?”, Draco stuttered.

You couldn’t help but let out a small laugh at the perplexed look on his face.

“Just since that morning. I woke up and suddenly… I mean, it´s not perfect again yet, but it gets better. My vision is just still a bit blurry, and the lights are way too bright. I think I need to get used to it again at first.”

Draco nodded. But then another thought crossed his mind. One that wiped the grin from his face again and made him almost feel sorry that your eyesight had improved that quick again. Even though he hated himself for that.

“So… you won´t need my help anymore then, will you?”, he said, trying to hide the hollowness of his voice.

Your gaze dropped and you shrugged your shoulders.

“Well, I think so.”

“Great. That´s great.” But the look on Draco´s face seemed like he thought that this was anything but great.

“But if you don’t mind… I mean, you can totally say no, I would understand… but I still have a hard time estimating distances and honestly if I try to read the letters are all just dancing in front of my eyes. So… I wanted to stop by Madame Pomfrey after class. If you wouldn’t mind accompanying me till then? Just to make sure everything is actually fine again. Like I said, you really don’t have to, but…”

“I´d love to.”, Draco cut you off much too eagerly, a small smile creeping back on his face again.

You sighed in relief and returned his smile sweetly. Obviously, you could have asked someone else to have an eye on you for the rest of the time, but if you were honest, you didn’t want to. By now you trusted Draco more than you had ever thought you could and you couldn’t help but feel slightly sad that the time you had spent with each other would now come to an end.

Draco nudged you slightly and as you looked down you saw that he was offering you his hand. He looked at you questioningly.

“For old times’ sake?”

You let out a small chuckle.

“For old times´ sake.”, you agreed, before you took his hand and intertwined your fingers with his.

“A few more days and you will have fully recovered.”, Madame Pomfrey said only a few hours later, after she had examined your eyes closely. You had followed her instructions, but most of the time, your eyes had been fixed on Draco, who stood off the beaten track, hands buried in his pockets, not quite sure what to do. Now that Madame Pomfrey had confirmed that you were fine again and didn’t need a chaperone anymore, he looked facilitated, yet slightly disappointed at the same time.

After you had thanked Madame Pomfrey and left the Hospital Wing, the same weird silence fell over the two of you as it had done the first time you had stood here.

“So… you wanna get back to your dorm now?”, Draco asked, eying you from the side.

But you shook your head.

“I´ll get outside. I just… I missed seeing things so much. And now I feel like I just can’t get enough of it. Don’t wanna waste my time staring at some walls.”

“Just don’t overextend yourself (Y/n).”, Draco said and frowned.

You felt your heartbeat quicken as you saw him looking at you concerned.

“Don’t worry, I won´t.”

“Would you mind if I keep your company for a bit longer?”

You looked at Draco, pleasantly surprised.

“I thought after all this time you finally had enough and couldn’t wait to get rid of me.”, you said half-jokingly.

Draco rolled his eyes.

“As if I could ever get enough of you.”

You laughed.

“Be careful what you wish for, once I got used to you you might never be able to shake me off again.”

Draco smiled down at you sheepishly.

“That´s the plan, love.”, he responded, only chuckling as he saw your face flushing.

You were lying on one of the lawns on the school ground, looking into the sky, watching the clouds passing you. However, your gaze regularly drifted off, landing on Draco, who was sitting next to you, watching in amusement how you took in every single impression with the delight of a child, seeing all those things for the first time.

“Take a picture if you want to, love. It will last longer.”

You blushed deeply as you realized Draco had caught you staring at him once more. But how could anyone blame you? Draco was just the most beautiful human you had ever seen. You had been aware of the fact that he was attractive even before all of this happened, but since that morning you were convinced that you had never treasured his true beauty.

“You´ve been around me all the time for the last two weeks. My eyes have to catch up on that.”, you tried to defend yourself, making Draco only raise an eyebrow in amusement.

“Never said I mind.”, Draco responded. “And I mean, I get it. If I was you, I couldn’t take my eyes off me as well.”

You chuckled and sat up a bit, resting your upper body on your elbows.

“You´re a smug idiot, you know that?”, you said.

Draco grinned at you pretentiously.

“I know, but you still love me.”

You looked at him with widened eyes, caught off guard.

“I´m sorry, what?”

Draco, who only realized what he had just said rashly while teasing you, blushed almost as much as you did.

“I… shit… that was a joke. Nevermind.”

Silence.

Draco glanced at you, still looking at him with flushed cheeks which made you look even more adorable.

“Unless…”

You sat up completely, looking at Draco intensely.

“Unless what?”

Draco hesitated for a moment. You could see the indecisiveness in his eyes before he lowered his gaze.

“Unless you do.”

You felt your pulse speed up at his words. Draco´s gaze was fixed on the ground, not daring to look up to you again, while you felt as if you were hypnotized by him.

“And if I did?” Your voice was soft, almost a whisper.

Draco´s gaze shot up, meeting yours. Now it was you who found it hard to return his gaze.

“Do you?”, he said. You noticed how his voice shook slightly.

A shy smile crept on your lips.

“I think I might.”

Draco mirrored your smile as he shifted a bit closer to you.

“I think I might love you too (Y/n).”

And when he leaned in, your eyes stayed open until the very last second, not willing to let yet another moment slip away from you. But when his lips finally touched yours and your eyes closed fluttery, all your other senses made up for it a thousand times. You could feel his lips brushing against yours, his hands cupping your cheeks, heard his breath hitching slightly as you placed your hands on his chest, smelled his cologne, tasted him.

When you pulled back again, Draco looked at you in admiration.

“I can´t believe I thought that this might be the end.”, he panted as he pulled you closer to him again and placed a small kiss on your forehead, making you giggle.

And as you pecked the corner of his mouth and Draco smiled down at you, you could see all the emotions lying within his eyes.

“This is the end.”, you told him, making him frown before you added: “But I feel like this is the beginning of something else as well. And I really can´t wait to see how it will turn out.”

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