"Captorvating" hero Sollux!xreader

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*Kind of sadstuck**sorry again!!*

Here I am. New school. New memories. New friends. Everything will be good. Better than the last school. This will be good memories. Not bad. Everything won't turn on me. Like the last time. I will actually be loved.

I thought this as I entered my new school. Though I was scared to enter this school, thinking that someone would come up and bully me again. I'm scared that I would be alone. I'm scared of what would happen in the future. Since I am stuck in the past. I want to move on. But I can't help but look back in those days. Where no one cared, where no one loved, where no one noticed. The only thing about my past was amounts of people beating me repeatedly, calling me names, and pretending to be my friends only to lure me into their trap. Their mean, lewd, horrifying trap.

I skipped a few days of this school. Scared of being pushed and shoved. I was able to make it into the classroom. It was full of people, with different personalities. I've met one, and that was a girl named Nepeta. She's very nice, catlike too. With her fake tail and long nails. She even had long sharp teeth. She told me to watch of a girl named Vriska. I was then terrified. Who was this Vriska? What happens if I run into her?

I wondered endlessly down the hall to lunch. Only to bump into a girl with an eyepatch and metallic arm. "Heyyyyyyyy watch where y8ureeeeeee g8ing!!" The girl pushes me down while kicking me. I huddle up into a ball and endure each hit she blows. So much for good memories. So much for good people who cared. Now that you think about it, many people passed you but didn't bother to help. They just stared in pity or terror. This girl must be the bully of the school. "Vrii2ka!" I soon hear a lisp yelling out a name. I look up to see another student I saw in one of my classes. What was it again? Who knows he probably wants to join in and beat me.. The girl turns and gives a smirk as she won't stop hitting me or kicking me. "Y8u can't d8 anything Captor!" "ii thiink diiferent!! Have you forgotten what ii can do?!" "Pleassseeee!! St8p daydreaming S8llux! Y8u are wasting y8ur time." 2top now!!" The boy named Sollux runs up to Vriska and pushes her down. As she gets up he just pushes her back down, which gets from a push to a shove to a fight. "Go!! Run!! Run whiile II hold her back!!"

I nod and ran. I ran and never stopped. I hid behind a corner where no one saw me and cried silently. That's the first time anyone has ever protected me. That's the first time anyone has noticed me. The person who noticed me was my hero. I soon stand up, but only to see the same hero standing before me. "Hey...[y/n] are you okay?" My eyes were red and puffy. My cheeks were stained in tears. Only I wasn't crying sad tears. They were tears of happiness. In all my life I had never been happy. Sollux bends down to my height, and wipes extra tears off my eyes. "Hey calm down already." His voice softens. When I look up he has a couple of bruises on his face, though I couldn't help but notice that his eyes are both different colors. "Hello? Earth to [y/n]?" "U-um sorry... How do you know my name and why did you help me?" He gives me the are-you-kidding-me look then laughed "II know your name by the number of cla22e2 we are iin. II'm iin liike 5 of your period2. Al2o II helped you becau2e II didn't want you to get hurt." He hugged me gently. He.... He cared for me... Someone actually cared for me.. I hugged back crying... Clutching onto his shirt as he comforts me, patting my head saying that it was okay and that I wasn't going to get hurt anymore. He was my hero. My hero in shining armor. Sollux Captor, the Captorvating hero. He grabbed my hand and decided to show me his friends.

Now whenever someone hurts me, he protects me. Whenever I need comfort, he gives me hugs and listens. When I need to cry, he's the shoulder I cry on. He's not only my hero, he's my love.

*this time I tried to make it better... Idk... Hehe..*

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