My Little Sister Is Evil. I Have Tics (idk From What, I Dont Think I Have Tourettes) And She's Found

Hi! I really like your writing and wanted to know if your requests are open? If not, that's okay <3

Hi! Tysm! My requests are almost always open, however I due to the fact I'm also a wattpad writer it sometimes takes a while to get to requests, but my requests will always be open unless otherwise stated <3

(I feel like this response is written very poorly and i apologise, i am very sleep deprived)

It's almost my birthday besties! (A week from Tuesday)

AHHH ABOUT TO DO MY FINAL PERFORMANCE OF THE YEAR

ok guys i think my cat is actively trying to murder me... I cant prove it but she is.

My cat is a f*cking villain man, she managed to fuck up my brows >:(

For those of you who read my Wattpad book, chapter 26 will be kind of confusing.

Anyways chapter 25 will be out tomorrow!

Part 3 please

Star-crossed (Pt 3 to flowers and Stars)

Part 1 Part 2

A/n: So like this isn't the best but oh well, kinda short. I got the poem at the end from K. Towne Jr. He has some pretty good poems nyway enjoy n stuff (I may do a pt 3)

POV: Deuces confession.

“Y/n, the girl is you.”

Deuce watched as Y/n stood there, as if temporarily placed in a state of shock.

“What?” Y/n breathed, her face one of bewilderment.

“The girl I’m in love with.. its you Y/n.” Deuce repeated.

“No, I-I know that but, what? Deuce…” Y/n began but Deuce cut her off before she could say anything.

“I know I shouldn’t have fallen for you Y/n. But I did and before I did I didn’t know how much love could hurt, particularly when you know the person you’ve fallen for doesn’t love you back.”

“Deuce… I do love you; I have for a while now and it is like a knife to my heart, twisting and turning deeper into my chest every time I have to see you and knowing that we aren’t together.” Y/n monologed, gazing into his eyes.

“You do?”

“I do but…” “You’re with Porter.” Deuce finished for her.

“Yeah…” She looked down at her feet before looking up and adding “You do have my heart though.”

“But I can’t have the whole of you?”

“Unfortunately, no, not under our circumstances.” Y/n sighed, once again looking down at her feet but looking at him through her eyelashes.

“Well then, I shall wait for those circumstances to be changed, no matter how long it takes.” Deuce spoke, slowly turning around and walking away, leaving Y/n standing there, regretting not following her heart.

She glanced down and saw a small note on the ground, she opened it up and read.

‘When I look for perfect, Perfect is all I see, because when I look for perfect, It is you staring back at me.’

soo you;re bored i see

how about part 2 to the messing around before class one you did. that was awsome and i N E E D pt 2 for it!

from ya fave fangirl - Maddy!!!!!

A/n: I FINALLY UPLOADED BESTIES! Sorry for the long wait- uh just a warning, this one may not be the best (at least at the end)- I did hint more towards Y/n being a plant monster like venus by mentioning the fact her blood is green and stuff. Also yes, yes I did look up Deuce's middle name for this.

PT 2 to this

POV: Deuce and Y/n skipping class

Deuce and Y/n walked down the halls, scanning for any teachers before bolting down towards one of the secret passageways, this one in the form of a statue of a harpy. Y/n pulled down the statues left wing, causing it to move aside allowing them to go through.

The passageway was dark, damp, dreary and often had a weird decaying smell that they had no idea of the source, and yet, this was where Y/n and Deuce would go to get away. They didn’t mind the fact the stone bricks was growing mold, or the fact the ground was always slippery and uneven which often caused Y/n to trip over and Deuce having to steady her. They didn’t mind the fact it was near impossible to see anything other than their eyes without a flashlight, nor did they mind the fact the walls kept sprouting vines that would attack Deuce (particularly since it was Y/n doing that as revenge for him laughing at her for tripping).

As long as they were together, they didn’t mind.

Y/n pulled her flashlight out of her bag and switched it on, Deuce doing the same. The two pointed their flashlights at their faces as Y/n leaned against the cold stone wall, a sigh escaping her lips as she ran her free hand through her hair.

“Is it bad that I found that oddly stressful?” Y/n asked, leaning her head back on the wall, lowering her hand from her head to summon a vine to hold her flashlight for her.

“No, I did too.” Deuce responded letting out a small laugh.

“Do you think Draculaura knows my blood would technically be… greener than red? Since you know I’m pretty much a plant.” Y/n pointed out raising a brow as she lifted her head to look at Deuce.

“Who knows, I was more focused on Heath ‘You would be SUCH a cute couple’, ‘You should ask her out dude.’” Deuce mimicked making Y/n laugh before groaning.

“I never wanna go to that class again.” She groaned slamming her head against the wall.

Deuce chuckled before speaking.

“We don’t have to if you don’t want to, we can just skip Mr Komos’s class for the rest of the year, hang out in here.” He suggested.

“Nah, I don’t really feel like failing that class, my parents would kill me.” Y/n shrugged.

At this, Deuce merely smiled and spoke without thinking.

“Well, you could always come stay with me for the holidays, they can’t kill you then.”

Y/n once again moved her head off the wall to look at him, quirking a brow.

“Oh? Is that an invitation your extending Mr Gorgon?” She asked smirking.

“And so, what if it is Ms L/n?” He asked, smirking himself.

“I suppose I’d agree, although it depends.”

“On what?” Deuce asked raising a brow.

“On how much I like you at the end of the year.” She shrugged causing Deuce to playfully scoff and roll his eyes.

Y/n laughed at his behaviour for a moment before turning serious.

“Do- do you think our friends see something we don’t?” She asked looking at him.

“How do you mean?”

“I mean all of our friends think we’re a couple, they constantly ask us if we’re together and I kind of understand why.” Y/n mused.

“I don’t understand…”

“I- Deuce…” She sighed before speaking “Do- do you like me? Because and- I hate to admit this because you are my very best friend and I fear what may happen to our friendship if I do admit this but- I really, really like you Deuce Phorcys Gorgon- like a lot, so much so it hurts.”

Deuce paused, looking at the girl of whom’s cheeks- just like she’d said- had gained a greenish tint.

“Y/n… I do like you, more than you know- when you’re not around, I can barely breathe, I can’t stop thinking about you Y/n, you and you alone are the keeper of the key to my heart- Y/n my heart is yours. If you asked me to, I would die for you. Y/n I- I love you.” Deuce spoke.

Y/n gazed into his green eyes, her own eyes welling up with orange tears.

“Can- Can I kiss you?” He asked tentatively.

Y/n nodded, the flashlights flickering as the batteries grew low.

“Are you sure because I really want to-”

“Just kiss me you idiot.” She breathed stepping closer to him.

He dropped his flashlight and closed the gap between them, pulling her into a deep and passionate kiss as the flashlights died, leaving them in total darkness, their eyes closed as they kissed- only pulling away to breathe.

“Might be a good idea to… not tell our friends about this.” Y/n breathed, her arms wrapped around Deuces neck and her forehead leaned against his “They’ll be relentless.”

“Yeah, probably.” Deuce breathed, looking into the girl’s eyes.

YALL I JUST SPENT 49 FUCKIN BUCKS ON A MONSTER HIGH DOLL, I BOTH FEEL ASHAMED AND PROUD (My friends encouraged me and are now mocking me)

Y'all i accidentally made the next chapter of my book rlly dark and depressing and idk what to do now 'cause i had to stop writing halfway through to rethink my lifes decisions cause that chapter has no reason to be so dark like omfg

I have a question, I know your page is mostly Deuce gorgon but like are you a Harry potter fan? If so would you write about it?

Thanks for the question, My answer to this question is: Yes, I am a harry potter fan, whilst i do get the stigma around the J.k Rowling being a transphobe thing, Harry Potter was a massive part of my childhood so it'd be rather difficult for me to just suddenly turn on it (Essentially, Like the books- not the author. Rita Skeeta wrote the books in my eyes.)

As for if I'd write for it: Depends- As my page is mostly monster-high content I'd only really write it if it was requested or an idea just suddenly popped into my head that was too short to turn into a book, however it would also depend on the character because there are certain Hp chars I just- don't like, don't know well enough (mostly fanon chars like Matteo and Enzo), or am just uncomfortable with writing.