Bro Like- Just Write The Smut It's Not That Hard. Your Honestly Making It A Bigger Deal Than It Needs

Just for the record, (For those who read the wattpad book) when i finally get up to doing the next book for The Monster High ff (By my own hand, movie num 2 comes after) those of you who acc read that book are gonna hate me.

Keep doing live action deuce gorgon stuff please

FLOWERS (Deuce x Nymph!reader)

AN: I hope you enjoy this, I may make a part 2 if it's requested.

POV: Deuce realising he’s in love with you (but you’re in love with somebody else)

Two monsters stood in the courtyard of their school, one of them talking excitedly about an event that had happened earlier that day.

“And then Lagoona said- Deuce are you even listening to me right now?” The nymph asked snapping her fingers in front of the gorgon, of whom had been staring off into space for the past five minutes.

The gorgon was brought out of his trance-like state to look back at the nymph.

“Huh? Yeah I was listening tell me what… uh, Frankie said.” Deuce responded cautiously.

“What were you even staring at?” She asked peering around, merely seeing Clawdeen and Frankie walking past, she felt a strange feeling in her chest, pushing it away and turning around “You know what, never mind. I need to get ready anyway.”

Deuce’s brows furrowed at this. “Get ready? Get ready for what?” He asked confused.

“My date? Did I forget to tell you? Porter finally asked me out!” She exclaimed smiling, small plants sprouting from her hair and feet “And after you assured me he would too! It’s like your my good luck charm!” Now it was Deuce’s turn to get the funny feeling in his chest, he gently removed the plants from her hair, pressing his tongue to his cheek. “Huh, good for you.” He said trying to sound happy for her, then handing her three flowers that had sprouted. (A habit he had gained after a while of hanging out with her)

“Oh, thank you.” She smiled jokingly curtseying before looking down at the flowers to see what their meanings are “Well this one, is a Yellow Hyacinth which means jealousy and this one is… a Pink Camellia which means… longing, this third one is a red rose, obviously, which means love.”

Deuce smiled as the nymph spoke, listening intently.

“Here, you keep them.” She said, handing Deuce the flowers, he took them but removed the rose and handed it back to her.

“You keep the rose, you’re the one going on a date.” He spoke, the funny feeling in his chest growing as he said the word ‘date’.

She smiled, muttering a small thank-you as she gently kissed the gorgon’s cheek. “Bye, Deuce!” She exclaimed walking off, Deuce watching her leave a smile on her face, his face heating up as he does so.

“Oh no.” He muttered his eyes widening as he suddenly came to the realisation… “I’m in love with Y/n.”

Here's part 2 besties

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)

There is a roach in my room and for the past week it's been terrorising me, I'm personally too scared of it to go anywhere near it but my father is always asleep when it comes out, and i think it knows that. Over the past few days it has gotten progressively closer to me, and has somehow made it's way into the little gap between the drawers in my nightstand, next to my bed. I cannot sleep. I fear if I do it will scurry its evil, disgusting path all the way to my bed. I tried spraying it with the deoderant i keep next to my bed (I dont have anything better for it, i have a cat and idk if roach killer is safe for them or not) in hopes of luring it out so i could trap it in a jar or something, but i fear it only made the area smell nice and as such more appealing.

It has already won.

This is now the roaches room.

Please save me.

So- I know i have like a thousand fics... and i know i still have a Deuce Gorgon fic I'm working on but uh- I MADE ANOTHER FIC :) This ones a Harry Potter x Reader one

Please check it out :) Link Here :)

Guys you know Deuce Gorgon would likely speak Greek...

He'd also be like cold, or at least his hair would be because of the snakes.

95% sure that tomorrow's my last day of school for the year then Parent-teacher interviews... I really wanna not go it is way too hot for me to be at school

my hair is hating me rn

It's very confusing and annoying when autocorrect tells you something isn't a word but google tells you it is a word, particularly when said word is the only word that works in that context.