Technically His Age Isnt Stated In The Series. Also You Write Smut For Him Anyways.

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.

GUESS WHO FINALLY UPDATED HER DEUCE GORGON FIC ON WATTPADDD!!!  🤭  🤭  🤭  🤭  🤭 

Hey guys if you like my posts and stuff but think I take too long to post them you should uh follow my wattpad... 👉👈 I have a Deuce Gorgon book on there and other fandom stuff... though maybe don't look at my older stuff... most of it's really bad.

Nyways my user is Alicat933 (which i've been thinking of changing) and yeah, you guys should probably maybe follow me :)

Should I be sleeping? yes.

Do I have something on tomorrow? yes.

Am I sleeping? No.

What am i doing instead? Writing a sequel to a book i havent even finished yet.

honestly just try ignoring weird anons. they crave attention

they crave attention more than a moth craves a light

ugh, my best friend keeps telling me to take my medicine so I don't pass out. So annoying, how dare she care about my health when i don't?🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄

(The first letter of this post will remain uncapitalised on purpose just to annoy her, everything else can be perfect but not that first letter)

Fich Dich, er ist mein Sohn nicht ein Spielzeug. Das ist warum du bist nicht die gottmutter. Schlampe. Du bist eine groB Ratte.

Fich dich Schlampe. YOU TRIED TO KILL MY SON!

Dein Sohn? Dein Spielzeug. Es ist nicht deinen Sohn.

Und pass auf was du sagst.

UGHHH DEUCE GORGON IS A GENTLEMAN, FIGHT ME ON THIS!

(i may or may not have watched the i can trust you scene from the first movie repeatedly)

ok here is me making up a request on the spot

uh oh heheheheee

ok, so my vision is...

another deuce x shapeshifter reader (already dating) and its after school in the courtyard place thingey (where abbey and heath played football (kwim?)

and the whole group is just kinda sitting and watching some monsteres play around with heath and abbey while deuce and y/n either just sit and watch or one of them is up playing but getting teased for watching the other (idk if you get that or not but oh well XD)

just another cute funny fluffy thing

A/n: Uh so I dunno shit about sports so I just shoved Y/n as watching while Deuce is playing because I cannot for the life of me write sports of any kind... I kinda made this like a part two to the other one but not really but yk. (Also for the two sitting with Y/n I just picked the two who seemed the least athletic)... for the record, those of you who read my wattpad you may find some small references to the fanfic, anyways enjoy- hope this is what you had in mind and sorry for how long it took :)

POV: Shapshifter!reader and the group watching Deuce play sport.

Y/n, Frankie and Draculaura sat watching their friends play some kind of sports game… or more Frankie and Draculaura were watching their friends, Y/n however- couldn’t seem to tear her eyes off of a certain gorgon.

“Hellooo, earth to Y/n-” Draculaura hummed, waving a pink hand in front of the shapeshifter's face.

When Y/n merely moved her head to the side so she could continue watching, Draculaura snapped her fingers in the girl's ear.

“Huh? What?”  The shapeshifter asked, shooting up, as if she’d been broken out of a trance.

Draculaura released a small laugh.

“You are so smitten Y/n.” Draculaura giggled.

“No, I’m not!” Y/n exclaimed.

“Oh yeah? Then why are you staring at Deuce like that?” Draculaura asked smirking.

“Well, he is my boyfriend, forgive me for paying closer attention to him than say… uh- Frankie.” Y/n defended.

“Uh- Y/n- I’m right next to you… have been the entire time you’ve been here.” Frankie spoke up causing Y/n to blush in embarrassment.

“Well- How did you even know I was staring at Deuce?” Y/n asked.

“Your hands went all scaley… they usually do when you’re staring at Deuce… sometimes your hair goes all snake-like.” Draculaura shrugged.

“Oh.”

“On a separate note… didn’t you have detention today?” Draculaura asked raising a brow.

“Uh- Um- Maybe?” She spluttered causing Draculaura to roll her eyes.

“You mean you did, but snuck out so you could watch your boyfriend.” Draculaura deduced.

“You’re making me out to be boy crazy or something Draculaura, I actually snuck out to hang out with you guys.” Y/n defended.

“And Deuce.”

“Oh, shut up already.” Y/n scoffed, not realising that Deuce was looking in her direction, stopping his running around to watch her talk to Draculaura and subsequently being hit in the head with the foot they had been playing with.

“Aw, Deuce were you staring at your girlfriend?” Heath teased causing Deuce to punch him in the arm.

“Shut up dude.” He scoffed before glancing back at Y/n.

“So how did you even get out of detention?” Draculaura asked.

“Oh uh- You know that uh- Mercy girl? I paid her twenty dollars to put sleeping medication in Mr Komos’s drink.” Y/n shrugged.

“Y/n you’ll be in so much trouble when he wakes up!” Draculaura gasped.

“Oh please, that won’t be for hours.”

As if right on cue, Mr Komos stormed out of the school building.

“Y/n! You are supposed to be in detention.” Mr Komos hissed when he reached the group.

“No, I’m not.”

“Yes you are- I’m the one who gave you the detention!”

“No, you didn’t.”

“Y/n. Go back to detention.” Mr Komos ordered.

“You know, I’m starting to think you’re only giving me detention because I’m a shapeshifter.” Y/n stated.

“I am.”

“That is so offensive.” Y/n deadpanned.

“It’s because you keep imitating teachers.”

“Me? I would never!” Y/n gasped.

“Y/n-”

“You’ll never catch me alive!” Y/n exclaimed, turning into a hermit crab to pinch his legs before returning to her normal form and running into the woods.

“Y/n! Why does this always happen?”

omg so cute

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