Rupert tried to come out publicly a year ago, but Lavinia absolutely wouldn't hear of it. She hid him from the kingdom until the so-called rumors dissipated, and now, she pretends like it never happened in the first place. Rupert, understandably, is fed up with it.Basically The Two Princes podcast but Rupert is trans because I said so. Also fair warning there's going to be language. Rupert should be allowed to say fuck. They all should. Disclaimer: I took content (characters, plot, dialogue, etc) from the original work. A lot of it follows the exact same storyline. The bits of dialogue and action that are directly copied are not my own original work; this is just a fanfiction and my interpretation of the canon material.
You grew up without a dad, without a brother, and barely a mother. Just you and your neighbor. Your best friend to be exact, nothing more, nothing less. You two have always been labeled the Losers, but you two never really mind all throughout school. but then here comes High school. Love, hate, hugs, back stabbing. But that wouldn't get through your guys' friendship, right?highest: #3 boystory ;-7-25-2020#4 zeyu ;- 6-26-2020#1 mingrui ; 12 - 3 - 2020
"𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐟 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮"«ೃ⁀➷ «𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬»┊ ┊ ⋆˚ 𝐉𝐉𝐁𝐀 𝐗 𝐅𝐄𝐌!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑(on a short hiatus i will be back once summer starts)
2 nations at war2 friends, separatedA promise that was forgottenAnd a Destiny, waiting to be fulfilled
"𝘔𝘺 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢,𝘕𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘺 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘳""𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙖 𝙗𝙖𝙙 𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙖 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙬𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙖 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚,𝙍𝙤𝙗𝙞𝙣 𝘽𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙡𝙚𝙮"[𝖌𝖎𝖗𝖑×𝖌𝖎𝖗𝖑]
Margaret Fichter is alone in this world. After being held in a wight run work camp, she found safety in a refugee camp. When this unfortunate peculiar is found by Miss Peregrine, she is taken to a remote island off the coast of Wales. There she meets girls who can fly, boys who are invisible, and children who can see the monsters as well. But when Margaret's past comes back to get her, and new circumstances arise, what will befall Miss Peregrine's home for peculiar children. All rights belong to Ransom Riggs, except for some of the storyline and my own OC.
-A space given to fill a variety of randomness. A silent regard of vibrant colors. A moment of quiteness to fill the air between me and you. An alternative frequency to vibe with me, myself and I.-
"I'm not going anywhere with you, you monster!" I screamed out as I slammed my hands against his broad chest, pushing him back. He stumbled back a bit, but regained himself very easily and quickly. A dark chuckle erupted from the back of his throat as I hurried to the door. It slammed closed as I reached it, locking me in.[ Discontinued ]