Contemplating Uploading The Sequel To The Gorgon And The Siren Earlier Than Planned

my hair is hating me rn

My little sister is evil. I have tics (idk from what, i dont think i have tourettes) and she's found ways to set them off. It's getting really annoying.

OMG GUYS IM FINISHED WITH ALL PERFORMANCES BUT ONE THIS YEAR, NO MORE PRACTICING LINES UNTIL FUCK ALL IN THE MORNING, NO MORE LEARNING SONGS AND PRACTICING THE RIGHT NOTES! NO MORE SITTING BACKSTAGE AND LAUGHING WITH MY CASTMATES AT SOMETHING WE'RE NOT QUITE SURE OF, NO MORE LAUGHING AS MY FRIEND TRIES TO DO MY MAKEUP BECAUSE MY GROUPS VOLUNTEERS CAN'T DO IT RIGHT, NO MORE GOING TO REHEARSALS EVERY WEEK! NO MORE OF THAT UNTIL NEXT YEAR!

Y'know i have the strangest temptation to add something to my deuce gorgon ff on wattpad but I'm rlly scared ppl will be mad bc of how quickly it would've happened.... but i rlly wanna do it (not specifying what it is because of the people on here who read that book)

Could you do a deuce x human reader where her family is kinda chaotic. It can go anyway you want ily

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH THANK-YOU FOR THE REQUEST ANON!!!! So like idk how good this one is but it's like kinda long and uh I may do a part 2 because omg this request gave me sm ideas. Also the only reason I gave reader 8 siblings is because big families are usually the most chaotic. Anyways I hope you enjoy! Ly! (Also i did a dif thing here where I made the tense 2nd person to try it out cus thats what a lot of people on here use, tell me what you guys think!)

POV: Deuce meeting his Human!girlfriends family.

“Before you meet my family, you should probably know that they’re a bit… chaotic…”

That is what you had warned him of before he came to have dinner with your family, while he wasn’t completely sure what you had meant by that he was sure he could handle whatever it was (Like- what could possibly be more chaotic than the fact he was a gorgon that literally went to a boarding school for monsters). Besides- he was determined to make a good impression on your parents, while you knew and were… mostly, okay with the… scaled situation, your family didn’t. He had to make this good impression now because he knew he couldn’t exactly hide it forever and he’d rather your family liked him when they do find out.

You didn’t talk much about your family, the only thing he really knew was the fact you had eight siblings, most of them twins and that you were the middle child and the only one who wasn’t a twin (hence why you were the only one with your own room). Deuce knocked on the door and after hearing what sounded like arguing was greeted by your smiling face.

“Hey, Deuce!” You greet, gently reaching up to adjust his beanie to ensure the snakes were covered “Come in!” You grab his hand and guide him inside. “You’re a bit early but we can just like- hang out in my room for a bit until dinn-” You began before being cut off by your younger brother running in front of you.

“Who’s this?” He asked “Is he your boyfriend”

“No, he’s my long-lost twin brother.” You said sarcastically trying to move past him.

“No, he’s not! You don’t have a twin! And besides his hair is green, you don’t have green hair!” Your brother exclaimed, “Wait, why is his hair green?”

“Because he’s secretly the Joker.” You stated, finally managing to move past your younger brother “Now, leave us alone you little brat.”

“I’m telling mom you said that!” He exclaimed.

“Go ahead! I’ll just tell her that you got suspended for a week for punching a kid and didn’t even tell her.” You retort pulling Deuce up the stairs before being stopped again by two of your younger sisters Valentina and Valeria.

“Y/n have you seen Jinx?” Valentina asked.

“No, and if Mom finds out you let that snake out of its terrarium again, you’re going to be in huge trouble.” You warned.

“What about Cookie? Have you seen Cookie?” Valeria asked teary-eyed.

“No, I haven’t but if I see it in my room again, I swear- I’m going to squish it.” You threatened.

“But Y/nnn-” Valeria whined before apparently finally noticing Deuce “Does Mom know you have your boyfriend over?”

“Yes, she does actually, now leave us alone please.” You hissed, trying to manoeuvre past them.

“His hair is weird,” Valentina commented.

“So is yours and you don’t see him commenting on it.” You snapped, pushing past them and finally entering your room.

You sigh as both you and Deuce sit on your bed.

“Your siblings seem nice,” Deuce commented as you scoffed.

“You don’t have to lie Deuce, they’re annoying.” You spoke.

“No, they uh- seem, sweet.” He said as you moved your head to lay it in his lap.

“Awe, aren’t you naïve.” You said, lifting your head to press a kiss on his lips.

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ITS OK GUYS I FIXED IT

While i was trying to write netflix decided it would be a good time to mute my audio. This is an annoying problem

Hey could you do a Deuce x human!reader and him meeting her and finding out humans aren’t as bad as he thought?

A/n: TY SM FOR THE REQUEST ANON! This may not be the best but nyways, this was requested 2 times but with a kinda seperate plot point so I'm going to make another version of this. Sorry this ones super long lol.

POV: Deuce discovering humans aren't as bad as he thought

Humans are horrible, evil creatures. That is something that had been drilled into Deuce Gorgon's brain since the day he could talk. He was taught that humans were vicious, smelly, weak creatures who targeted defenceless monsters. The only thing protecting monsters from them was their smarts or lack thereof.

Y/n L/n had lived the vast majority of her life believing Monsters were fictional, fake creatures used to scare small children into listening to their parents. Creatures that only ever truly exist in the minds of children, keeping them up at night as they peer through the cracks of open closets, or hiding under their beds, waiting to strike, she was half right.

You may be wondering, how Deuce Gorgon had found himself in the human world, how these two beings could ever possibly meet, well- as with all things, it began with chaos.

Deuce and his best friend Heath strutted down the streets of a human city, heads down until they reached a busy Café, deciding this was the perfect place to terrorize humans.

Heath threw a ball of flame towards one of the café parasols, effectively turning it to ash. Deuce removed his beanie, allowing his snakes to be free.

They continued causing chaos like that, laughing cruelly as humans ran around in a panic, just as they were about to leave, however… Deuce saw someone.

A girl around his age, evidently unbothered by the chaos- or perhaps she simply hadn’t noticed it, cleaning a table, earphones in her ears. She looked as though she was the embodiment of Aphrodite herself, her appearance almost ethereal. Surely, she was some form of Siren, perhaps a demi-goddess… but why would she be working at a café in the human world if she were either of those things?

He considered walking over to her, making himself known but stopped himself, why should he? She was a human; they were evil and bad. But this girl was far too beautiful to be some ordinary human.

Just then he saw a small child, around the age of three running over to her in tears, gently pulling on her apron.

She turned around, removing her earphones to see the small child, she knelt down to their level, looking at them in concern.

“What’s the matter hon?” She asked gently, Deuce thought her voice was hypnotic.

The child, unable to speak from their sobs, showed her a badly burnt teddy bear.

“Oh dear! Poor thing, would you like me to fix it up for you?” She offered, slowly taking the bear in her hands.

The child nodded.

“Okay, I’ll fix it.” She smiled kindly.

“P-please be quick, Mr Bear protects me from the monsters.” The child sobbed.

“Hey, don’t worry, I won’t let any monsters harm you, okay kid? Just until Mr Bear is back in action.” She said softly.

“O-okay.” The child stammered.

She paused, glancing down at her apron pocket before slowly smiling. “Okay, now… close your eyes.” She whispered, the child quickly doing as told “I’m going to do a magic trick.”

She quickly shoved the burnt bear into her pocket, pulling out an almost exact replica of the bear, this one looking brand new.

“Okay… now, open them!” She exclaimed, holding the bear out.

The child gasped, practically snatching the bear from her, clutching it tightly to their chest.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” The child exclaimed engulfing the girl into a tight hug before rushing off.

The girl smiled at the child before turning back to the table to continue cleaning the table, before finally, very calmly, pouring water over the burning parasol, taking the charred remains over to a bin and throwing it in.

Deuce wondered whether she was used to this.

“Y’know it’s rude to stare right?” He heard the girl muse, her attention on cleaning a table.

He glanced around, realising that the only people on this once busy street were him, Heath (who was busy causing chaos across the road) and her.

She turned around to face him, one hand resting on her hip, giving him a pointed look.

“Nice hair, by the way, but uh- not sure if you heard but, Halloween was last week.” She said sarcastically, glaring.

“Oh- it’s not a-” He began, suddenly feeling remarkably nervous- what was she doing to him?

“Bup, bup, bup. I don’t care.” She hissed walking forward, crossing her arms “What I do care about is that you and your little friend keep coming to my place of work, dressed in costumes, setting shit on fire- causing me to lose pay so the company can pay for replacements- freaking people out, which nice touch on the mechanical hairs- very realistic- but you're making my job harder because I’m the one who has to clean up after your little ‘pranks’ so you better cut it out.”

At that, she moved to turn around before pausing.

“And by the way, sunglasses, really? Kinda makes you look like a douche- well more of a douche.”

He watched her walk away, contemplating whether or not to call out.

“Wait!” He exclaimed, glancing around to ensure Heath wasn’t looking.

She turned around, raising an eyebrow.

“Uh- I’m sorry… how can I- can I make it up to you?” He asked.

She stayed silent, crossing her arms and giving him a sceptical look, examining his body language before sighing.

“Look, I have my break in five minutes, I’ll probably have to spend it cleaning anyways, you really want to make it up to me, come help.” She said before adding “And uh- don’t bring your friend, I’d rather not talk to someone who by the looks of things has fewer brain cells than a sponge.”

Deuce gave her a slight smile and a nod.

And five minutes later he did exactly that, he helped the human girl clean up the mess he and Heath had made, getting to know her as they did so.

“So, uh- if you don’t mind me asking, what was that with the kid? Y’know the one you gave the bear to.” Deuce asked.

“Oh, uh- they’re my friend's younger sibling… an orphan, been looking after them when I can since my friend can’t anymore.” She spoke, looking down at the table she was cleaning.

“You mean your friend is-”

“Dead, yes.”

“Oh. I’m sorry… do they live with you?” He asked.

“No… they live in the city orphanage; I help out there when I can but when I’m 18 I’ll adopt them officially.”

Deuce stayed silent, looking at the girl who’d suddenly seemed to find a spot on the table more interesting than anything else.

“You, okay?” He asked cautiously.

“Hm? Yeah, I’m uh- I’m fine… just don’t really want to talk about this…” She said looking up at him “Uh- y’know I think you’ve helped enough; I forgive you and stuff; this is my job anyway so I’ll… I’ll finish cleaning it.”

“No- I wanna help.” He said quickly.

She gave him a soft smile.

“Thanks.” She smiled “Y’know, you’re a good person, perhaps I’ve judged you too harshly.” “Yeah… I’m uh really sorry about uh… the damage and stuff by the way… truly.” He spoke.

“It’s alright, I didn’t really care as much as I let on, I actually found it quite funny most times… whilst it was happening at least.” She grinned “I’m Y/n by the way.”

“Deuce.” He said, grinning.

She looked at him for a moment before quickly pulling her notepad out of one of her pockets and writing something down.

“Here, uh- text me some time, you seem cool and I’d like to get to know you better.” She said, tearing the paper out of her notepad, folding it in half and handing it to him.

“Thanks, I uh- will.” He smiled, taking it.

“I’ve gotta get back to work now but uh- good meeting you… officially that is.”

She walked away, returning back into the café, Deuce remained standing there, staring at the phone number in his hands, a wide smile on his face.

Perhaps humans weren’t as bad as he thought.

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.’