"You're that one kid who sits in the back. Vincent, right?" "Yeah. You're that one kid that talks a lot in class. Oliver." • • • • • (This is a BL, or boy love, story and I might possibly have some smutty type/smut-related and/or a smut scene(s) so beware.) • • • • • Personally, I think of Oliver as more of a Cole Sprouse looking guy and Vincent as either an alternate version of Asa Butterfields or some abstract version of an American Jungkook. Just sayin'. • • • WARNING! This story may contain graphic and sexual content, nudity, suggestive scenarios, adult language, and possible suggested violent and/or criminal actions. Viewer discretion is advised.

a world where you are one of two things getting beaten up because you have powers or getting beaten up cause you don't have them the hero system is absurd and toxic but that's just my opinion you might be asking who am I? Well thank you for asking my name is Karl Jacobs I am actually quit famous here in town but uh you probably recognize me better when you hear the name Perrywinkle the name heroes have given me because well I am in no place to be called a hero cover art: ✨me✨ (can you tell that I'm proud of it?)