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telling myself i can't start another tdwt rewrite but dear god do i want to write one focusing on alejandro and courtney in this weird situationship thats a lot more nuanced than just alejandro manipulating courtney and her falling for it. like theyre best friends they dont trust each other theyre the same person they dont know anything about the other one theres a mutual attraction theyre pining for other people theyre codependent they dont care about each other theyre platonic soulmates like i just want to do a deep dive into how messy that relationship couldve been building off of their friendship that exists in my head except the line between romantic and platonic is so fucking blurred they have no idea what they are to the other person
#they live rent free in my head as you can tell#ive been writing some intense moments for them in amicus curiae and im having a lot of Feelings about platonic alecourtney#tbh the whole concept of them replacing the best friends has been a great avenue for me to do a deep dive into their friendship#aughhhh i just. love them so much#and i do want to explore them in a situation where there is relationship potential even if that relationship never actually happens#because everything between them during tdwt could be so MESSY!!#like alejandro says he's just manipulating courtney but he's also doing it to make heather jealous but he's also genuinely worried about he#after the duncan thing but this is the only way he knows how to express that concern without making himself look weak#meanwhile courtney is falling for the act but she also knows its an act and is going with it for the emotional support it provides and shes#just doing it to make duncan/gwen jealous but she also is starting to see the real alejandro underneath it all because he does care even#though he doesn't want to and they do feel a strong connection that they dont know whether its platonic or romantic because romance is bein#shoved down their throats on this show and theyre both in complicated romantic dynamics with other people that theyre the easier option for#one another but they dont really want to be with one another like it just doesnt feel right#okay okay i legit have to stop and go to bed but just. them. im thinking so hard about them#platonic alecourtney
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thebluespacecow · 17 days
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''Where were you when thr Shourtney wedding pics dropped?''
Pissing. I was sitting there, bleary eyed, and pissing.
But, no. They're the ones taking the piss out of me.
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weneedatdcharacterwho · 4 months
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There's was an idea of a contestant who befriends all of the interns already, but I have another execution
We need a td character who somehow becomes friends with one of the interns. They start spend a lot of time together outside of challenges (possibly because they share some interests and maybe struggles with communication with others) and grow closer (it may work either platonic or romantic, I enjoy both variants but gotta admit that the idea of the romance between a contestant and an intern sounds more interesting to me). The contestant doesn't have any strong connections with any other contestants (they just being the friendly yet lonely one) because of it but they manages to go far because they just do a great job during challenges and often win immunity for their team or themself after the merge, so everyone just thinks they are a good player. But the truth is that the intern was secretly helping the contestant all this time without contestant's awarness of it
Bonus points if the contestant suddenly being eliminated by Chris because of "cheating" without specific explanation so everyone thinks that the contestant was playing dirty all along. And only the intern knows the truth and feels super guilty about it but too afraid to tell this to the contestant because they think it may ruin their relationships
Bonus bonus points if the contestant finds out about this whole thing and it causes a conflict between them and the intern and they go through the arc where they learn to trust each other again (and maybe trying to become more separated and find another friends they may rely on)
(btw, sorry if I send too many suggestions, I just have a lot of thoughts)
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the-type-a · 7 months
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Duncney Week 2023
(9•16) Day 7: Situations
**THE CANON DAY DUNCNEY FIRST GOT TOGETHER**
AO3 | FanFic | TikTok | Twt
Don’t Ever Look Back
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Strong fingers helped Courtney tie up her corset as she slipped the puff sleeves of her dress back up her arms. She sighed as the brush of soft lips tickled her shoulders. Those same fingers turned her head to look back; blue eyes darkened under the faint light of the night.
“Same time tomorrow, Princess?”
Duncan’s voice constantly stirred something in her, and if she lacked self-control, Courtney would have jumped back on him. The two had been risking everything to be with each other for a long time. They both knew the consequences should anyone, her parents to be exact, find out.
Courtney wasn’t just any ordinary girl running off into the night with some guy. No, her pet name stemmed from much more than a pretty face and nice clothes. Courtney was the Princess of Las Flores, a Kingdom her family had run for centuries. And Duncan? Duncan was not some orphaned stable boy like he once had been. Today, he was the family’s loyal guard. The Captain of the Knight’s army. He had sworn to protect Princess Courtney ever since they turned of age– but that had quickly turned into something serious.
To make matters worse, Courtney was forced to meet with Princes of different countries; the Kingdom needed a strong alliance, which meant Courtney was a prize amongst many.
The duo scrambled for their belongings before standing up. Courtney fixed the skirts of her dress, dusting away strands of hay here and there as Duncan secured his sword in place. She waited by the archway as Duncan stepped onto the open field and only moved when she heard a familiar whistle in the distance.
By the time Courtney was back in her quarters, it was past midnight. She smiled to herself for securely getting away for the night again. At first, she was petrified, but the more she snuck around, the easier it became– and the thrill excited her to no end.
“Did you have fun tonight?”
Courtney stopped dead in her tracks. She was sure her parents were asleep before running down the shared common space.
“I couldn’t sleep.” She turned to face her Papá, “I went to the library–”
“¡No me mientas!” His voice echoed around the room. He laughed as he approached her, “You think I don’t know?”
Courtney winced as her Papá yanked her by the arm, dragging her across the hallway and down the massive staircase. She tried to pull out of his grip, but that only angered him more. The King only let go when he shoved her onto the ground; the new room filled with his most ruthless guards, and as she scanned the area, she saw him. Duncan was being held, his arms firmly against his back and two daggers on either side of his neck. She felt her world was falling apart as her Papá stalked toward Duncan. He was going to kill him and her next. Quickly, she crawled to him.
Seeing his daughter covered in dirt and next to this glorified stable boy made his stomach sick. The King held his hand up, and Duncan was instantly released. He fell to the ground and pulled Courtney against him. She swore she could feel their heartbeats sync together from how tightly they held each other.
“I never want to lay eyes on you ever again.” The King sneered, “Get out.”
Without a second thought, Duncan was on his feet. He helped Courtney up as they ran toward the entrance of the palace. If this is what it took to be together, so be it. The two had talked extensively about running away together should her Papá make a solid marriage arrangement.
Once they were out of sight, the King turned to his men, “Kill them, and make it quick.”
Duncan and Courtney made it past the main gates when they heard running and shouts from the King’s men. They zig-zagged through the forest, trying to get them off their trail, but nothing worked. Duncan then pulled them behind a large boulder to catch their breaths, if only for seconds. He peaked over and cursed, seeing a swarm of men heading toward their hiding spot. Duncan knew what he needed to do. He looked at Courtney and squeezed her hand one last time. She knew what was coming and shook her head.
“Princess, it’s going to be okay.”
Tears streamed down her face, “No. Please, we can outrun them.”
Duncan palmed her cheek, wiping the tears away. This is how it had to be; if their love was strong enough, they would make it.
“Meet me at the stables, and whatever you do, don’t look back.”
Duncan kissed her forehead before jumping into the line of view, leaving Courtney no time to protest. The sounds of swords and curses were the last thing Courtney heard before sprinting in the opposite direction. The whole time she ran, she prayed to the old gods that Duncan would be okay.
Her shoes were muddy when she reached the stables, and her dress was torn in multiple places. But she was alive. Quickly, Courtney hid behind the thick planks and waited for Duncan. He would be there at any moment; he just had to.
Seconds turned into minutes, and minutes seemed to stretch. Rain started pouring down, making it hard to distinguish objects outside. Courtney’s heart felt like it was sinking when she heard running footsteps approaching. She held her breath, staying hidden in case it was one of the Kingdom’s guards. The running stopped, and all she could hear was the sound of each stable door being pushed in. Lucky for her, she was on the far end of the lot.
It wasn’t until that voice called for her that she ran out without care. She could recognize that voice anywhere.
“Princess!”
It was as if time slowed down as their hands reached for one another, but everything resumed at full speed the second their fingers were intertwined. They had no time to discuss what Duncan had fought through to meet her there. They only had time to share a kiss as they raced for the hidden door that would lead them to the tunnels. It felt like an eternity as they ran. Ran through the tunnels and into an open field. They ran past unknown villages until they reached the water. They had snuck onto the lower deck, and they finally rested only then.
Duncan and Courtney had done it. They had succeeded in escaping the crumbling kingdom. As long as they had each other, nothing would tear them apart. They didn’t look back as the ship pushed off the shore and finally headed to a new destination, a new life for them.
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smoshrot · 1 month
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have a really cool idea for a spencer and courtney fanficiton that uses a similar fantasy reality fusion concept as she kills monsters but makes it a trillion times better and not uncomfortable but i don't really do fantasy content so you guys just have to trust that this could have been really cool and i'm a really good writer who could have made it awesome
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follfoxes · 1 year
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You know...I feel like most people wouldn't have been so pressed about the Duncney/Gwent break ups if the show had handled it differently.
Like...they're 16. How many people do you know are still together with the person they dated in high school? If you do know any couples like that, I guarantee you that they are the exception- not the rule. It would have been realistic...from what I've read, most high school romances don't last longer than a few months and that's being generous. In my honest opinion, most of the canon ships wouldn't have survived very long after the end credits. They only got to know each other for a couple months, and that's...yeah. I don't think anyone would be able predict them staying together forever.
But the forced love triangle...there are more interesting ways to stir up drama in your stories, guys.
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real-total-drama-takes · 11 months
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I think that ezekiel is transfem because in tdddi heather said something like "alright ladies" and Ezekiel smiled at that, either for being included or for gender euphoria(idk I'm pretty sure I'm just delusional tho) -👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩 anon
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lovevalley45 · 2 months
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i have to ask. was part of the joke about sara being really into supernatural also a joke abt katie cassidy being on spn
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female-buckets · 1 year
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br1ghtestlight · 9 months
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and when i say gene is the most emotionally mature belcher sibling then what
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salon-maiden-anabel · 2 years
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I think it's funny if I just keep rotating purple haired hoenn characters else then anabel as my icon when I have a canon url for her . Like . UIFDHGHFHGDIGF Courtney. Wrong short purple haired bangs on their right side purple eyed girl* from hoenn with slightly supernatural abilities in at least one incarnation who has some sort of connection to a hoenn legendary
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rosepascal · 5 months
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reunion part 2 || WED!Joel Miller x Reader
summary: Your date with Joel is approaching fast and you know you have to tell him. But the real question is how is he going to react?
warnings: NSFW, SMUT, 18+ ONLY, worst enemies dad!Joel, oral sex, p in v (protected), courtneys mom left, single father joel who tried his best, but it didn't work out, brief masturbation.
part 1
tagging: @paleidiot @motelprincess444
a/n: I really really hope this lives up to the first part. I have another part in mind but we'll see if it happens. Anyways I hope you enjoy <3
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The closer Friday comes the more nervous you get. Nervous and excited. You want to see Joel again but the looming secret is eating you alive.
Joel is just a sweetheart.
The two of you have been texting back and forth since he dropped you off at your car and you can’t put your phone down.
Every time your phone buzzes you secretly hope it's another text from Joel. But the sweeter he is the more guilty you feel. Not guilty that you fucked Courtney's dad, she deserved it. But you feel bad that Joel doesn’t know.
The last thing you want is for him to think that you’re using him for revenge when that’s the farthest thing from the truth. Your phone buzzes and a text from Joel pops up. 
For no reason, what color are you wearing tomorrow? 
You smile and type out a response. 
Blue. 
Blue? That all I get? 
You smirk as you think of the pretty baby blue dress you bought for the date. 
Yep, see you tomorrow handsome ;) 
Sighing you throw your phone on your bed and bury your face in your hands. You decide that you’re going to tell him. Not for Courtney’s sake, but for Joels. Joel who deserves all the love in the world and someone to be honest with him. You just hope it doesn't ruin everything. 
Friday flies past fast. You swear you blinked and suddenly it was time to go home from work and get ready. As you put the finishing touches on your outfit you hear a knock at your door.
Taking a deep breath you try to calm yourself down. The night is about to go one of two ways. Either Joel laughs it off and is understanding of your situation. Or he never wants anything to do with you again and publicly shames you forever.
Okay that last one might be a bit of an over exaggeration but still. Opening the door you’re greeted by Joel holding a bouquet of roses. Your eyes light up as you take them from his hand.
“Thank you Joel. you didn’t have to.” You say as you move to the kitchen to put them in a vase. Joel laughs and gently rests a hand on your back.
“Course I did baby.” You turn around and really get a good look at him. He’s in black dress pants and a baby blue button up.
“Is this why you asked what color I was wearing?” You say as you straighten out his collar.
“Maybe, glad I picked right.” He gestures to your dress which happens to be the same shade as his shirt.
“How'd you manage that?”
“Must’ve been fate.” Joel says which makes you smile.
You go over exactly what you want to tell him on the car ride over.
Hi Joel, just wanted to tell you that your daughter tormented me for years but don’t worry I didn’t fuck you for revenge I only found out the morning after. Yeah, you needed more time to think. The restaurant is nice. Joel gives the host his name and you’re brought to a table on the side of the restaurant. As you look at the menu you start to feel nauseous. It’s eating you up inside as you look across the table to Joel’s sweet eyes. The waiter comes up to you but barely notice. Joel orders two glasses of wine and sends the waiter away.
“Is everything alright?” He asks with concern. He starts to worry, you didn’t change your mind did you? About him, about this.
“Joel, I really like you and I’ve really enjoyed our time together but there’s something I need to tell you.” You set your menu down and start your story.
“The reunion I went to that night is the same one your daughter went to. Because I know your daughter Courtney.” He stays quiet as you nervously press on.
“The truth is she used to bully me relentlessly throughout elementary school, middle school, and high school. I left the reunion early that day because she had gotten one of her old friends to pour a drink down my dress after we got into what I admit is a petty argument.” Taking a deep breath you prepare for the worst as you finish telling him everything he needs to know.
“I understand if you don’t want to continue this. I’m talking bad about your daughter. But I stand by the fact that she was cruel.” High school was 10 years ago and to be honest you could care less about what Courtney Miller was up to or what she thought of you. You moved on with your life and you grew past high school. Still you can’t just pretend it never happened. 
“I want to make it clear that I had no idea until the morning after that you were even related. This wasn’t some purposeful revenge plan to hurt you or her. I really am interested in this. All of it. But I couldn’t let anything else happen before I told you.” You finish talking and wait.
Your heart pounds in your chest and it feels like time is moving slower and slower. You glance towards the door. Maybe you could make an escape if this goes sour. Your apartment isn’t that far away to walk anyways. Joel sighs which makes you freeze. He puts his head in his hand as he closes his eyes.
“I think I owe you an apology on behalf of my daughter.” Okay, not exactly what you were expecting.
“I love my daughter, very much but ever since her mother left us she hasn’t been the same. Her mother left because she wasn’t ready. I tried to take over the role of both parents but she resented me for her mother leaving and I can’t blame her.”
Joel really tried his best. He loved his daughter to the moon and back but he had to work long hours to provide for them. He did everything he could to still be a good father and be in her life but sometimes it’s not enough. She always thought it was his fault and Joel let her believe it. Not wanting her to think ill of her mother who she idolized so much before she left.
“I should have done more for her and I’m sorry that my failure meant that you got hurt.”
“I’m sorry Joel, really I am.” You reach across the table and take his hand in yours. From what he’s told you he really did his best. Being a single dad and providing for his daughter isn’t easy.
It’s not like he wanted to be busy all the time, Courtney always had the best things, she’d rub it in your face. So clearly Joel did what he could for her.
“You did the best you could. You were there for her all you could be.”
“I could have done more, I always could have done more.”
“This doesn’t change anything, at least for me.” You tell him. Both of your secrets are out in the air now.
“I really like you Joel and if it’s not weird for you, I want to continue this.” Joel takes your hand and brings it up to your lips.
“I do, if it’s not weird for you.”
Look, you and Joel met as adults. He’s sweet and based on what you’ve heard it’s not like Courtney wants much to do with him in the first place which breaks your heart. He makes you happy and you’ll be damned if Courtney ruins another thing for you.
“In that case, more wine?” You say opening the menu.
Dinner goes by too fast for your liking. Before you even realized you had finished off the dessert that Joel insisted you get because this place had the best chocolate cake in all of Austin. As you lick the fork clean Joel sits back and smirks.
“What did I tell ya?”
“It was amazing but, I don’t know about the best.” Joel hands his card to the waiter and leans on the table, getting closer to you.
“And what would you say is best?”
“There’s this bakery downtown and their cake blows this one out of the water.” You lean your elbows on the table and rest your chin in the palm of your hand.
“Guess you’ll have to show me sometime.” Joel says.
“How about tomorrow? You can stay at my place.” You offer.
Despite having already spent the night together and all the flirting, you’re still worried he’s going to say no. The waiter brings back Joel's card and he wastes no time in taking it back. Stuffing it in his wallet and standing up quickly.
“Let’s go baby,” 
Unlike last time Joel’s kisses aren’t as rushed this time. He still pins you against the inside of your apartment door but it's gentle, firm. His hands caress your body as he unzips your dress, letting it fall to the floor.
“I ever tell ya that blue’s my favorite color.” He mumbles as kneels down to help you take off your shoes. His lips graze your ankle as he places one of your ankles on his shoulder. Your back presses against the door as Joel's lips move up your leg. His eyes sparkle with mischief as he stops right before your underwear. He hooks his fingers along the band and pulls them down.
“That’s more like it.” He grabs your hips firmly as he buries his face in between your legs.
“Joel!” You gasp as he buries his tongue in your pussy. Your hands reach for his hair, tugging at it whenever he brushes your clit. His scruff adds a whole other sensation of pleasure. If it weren't for his grip you’d have melted right into the floor.
He devours you. Cherishes every second he has in between your legs. He savors it. Before he had to take as much as he could because he didn’t know if this would be his only chance. But now, he knows he has time. He has many nights where he can worship you, taste you, fuck you. In every room, on every surface, in any way.
So why hurry now?
Your legs are on fire as Joel refuses to let up. He grabs your ass and pushes you closer to him. You let out a cry of frustration as he pulls away licking his lips.
“Don’t look so sad baby,” Joel teases as he stands up. His hands sliding up your body until he’s at your wrists and pulling you to the bedroom.
Joel sheds his clothes and takes out a condom as soon as you reach the bedroom. You crawl on the bed and lay there, watching as he strips. He’s so fucking hot you think to yourself as your hand travels down.
You rub your clit in slow circles while you watch. Joel turns around and his smile drops, turning into a smirk instead as he climbs on the bed. He grabs your wrist and pins it to the bed.
“Now what do you think you’re doin’?” He leans down and pins both your wrists above your head.
“Touchin’ what’s mine? Naughty baby.” He purrs in your ear making you whine.
“I need you Joel.” You beg as you spread your legs, inviting him to fuck you.
“Say please, baby.” He strokes his cock, barely holding back from shoving his cock in you to make you scream.
“Please Sir, I’ll be good.” You say as you bat your eyelashes. You smirk when you see Joel’s eyes pop. He certainly wasn’t expecting that. He recovers quickly as he lets go of your wrists and props your ass up.
He shoves his cock in deep. Really fucking deep. The air is punched out of you as Joel sets a hard slow pace. Filling you up slowly, so you can feel it all. Inch by inch until he can’t go any further. Then he pulls back just as slow. His eyes are glued to watching as your cunt sucks his cock. Not wanting it to leave. It’s so wet, so hot, so beautiful. You groan as he pulls out, its torture to wait but its all worth it when he thrusts his hips again.
“So beautiful baby,” Joel leans down and kisses your forehead.
His hands lock with yours as he fucks you faster. Not rough, tonight wasn't the time to be rough. He can always save that for tomorrow. He watches as your face twists in pleasure. You squeeze his hands as you feel yourself getting closer.
Joel brings his lips to your ear. He bites the shell of your ear as his pace becomes sloppy. It feels too fucking good to stop and he needs you to finish.
“Fuck, can’t hold on much longer baby. Need ya to come for me. Can you do that? Be a good for me and come.” You cry out as Joel lets go of your hands to grab your hips and pound into you.
You clutch the sheets as your legs shake and your head floats to the sky. Joel groans loudly as he relentlessly fucks you until he’s emptied into the condom.
He’s breathing heavily as he comes down from his high. You're still recovering as Joel pulls out and heads to the bathroom. You sigh contentedly as your body melts into the sheets.
“Don’t fall asleep on me yet.” Joel jokes as he comes back to bed.
He pulls a blanket over you and you curl into him. He’s warm and comforting and you feel safe in his arms. He rubs your back gently until you fall asleep in his arms. Joel shuts off the light and closes his eyes.
Maybe there is something wrong with him. He shouldn’t feel this happy, this content. At least that’s what he thinks. But he does. You make him happier than he’s been in so long. He knows down the line that there will be consequences. But for now he forgets about them.
Deciding to choose you instead. 
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the-badger-mole · 3 months
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I feel like people see takes calling Aang a Nice Guy ™️©️®️ and erroneously think that means people don't like him because he doesn't have "edge". That's not true. When people call characters like Aang a Nice Guy ™️©️®️ , what we mean is that he's transactionally nice instead of being kind. Personally, I love a character who's kind. For instance, I adore Katara. She is genuinely kind. She's a nice character (I mean, she also has edge, but...). I also love Courtney from As Told by Ginger and Marshall from HIMYM and Lucy from Narnia. I love kind characters. Aang is not that.
Aang is cheerful. He's...pleasant enough? I guess? But not much else. He has a smile for everyone and he likes having fun. None of that makes him truly kind. He isn't very empathetic. He doesn't go out of his way to help if there's nothing in it for him. He'll lie his way out of an inconvenient situation. He's just a Nice Guy ™️©️®️ with big, wide eyes and a cute lil' giggle. I'm not falling for it. Sorry not sorry.
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supercalime · 17 days
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The amount of digging, stalking and over analyzing that required for yall to now say “it was obvious” and “we were right all along” is one of the reasons they never went public with their relationship before actual marriage, just like Joey Richter and Lauren Lopez getting engaged and Keith and Becky habersberger out of nowhere telling they had a baby.
I’ve been a fan of smosh for like 12 years and the shipping (yes, I know they said they don’t care, but even if they said to stop yall wouldn’t anyway) and nitpicking every single interaction between cast members (I’m not even gonna get into the fanfics and inappropriate comments) were why I kept my interaction with the fandom to a minimum.
Im happy they’re married, really. I’ve been happy for other influencers before. The issue was never denial. I did wish it was a prank because I knew this exact response was going to happen.
This feels like fans were trying to out them when they weren’t ready. If they truly felt safe making the relationship public, they wouldn’t have gone to lengths they did to hide it. Poor Courtney probably had an engagement ring that she couldn’t wear because of fan reaction. I mean, I remember seeing proof of them together through reflections on a glass! It isn’t normal.
A similar situation has happened in a fandom before. Remember when fans were speculating about a Malec wedding in the shadowhunter finale? Finding every single piece of evidence on social media, bts footage, etc? And in the ending the characters got married? But you know why that wasn’t weird? They were fictional characters, made to entertain us, with story arcs. No actual person was at stake.
And you know, I love smosh and obviously this rant isnt directed towards the fans who are just surprised and happy for them (which I am too, congrats to them), but it still bother me.
Publicly, they were coworkers in a comedy channel who made jokes, played characters, played games, etc. Smosh has never been about romantic relationships between cast members and it saddens me that the fans made most of it about shipping when they have so much more to offer.
The point is, we are not entitled to information about their lives and speculate about it. Too bad this can’t be a learning experience because congrats, yall were “right all along”.
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chrismcleanswife · 1 year
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Um... Hi! If It's not much trouble could I get some headcanons or a little scenario about being Chris niece? (pref. younger than the campers, like 11-12-13 y/o?).
And I'm forward to see their (all the campers) reaction to the reader being pushed by the team to wake up Duncan in the dodgeball episode and him maybe hurting her without even noticing? Maybe thinking it was another camper or smth...
Anyways hope you have a good day or night! ^^
𝐎𝐮𝐜𝐡! 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚃𝙳𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝙳𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙲𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚜' 𝟷𝟹 𝚢/𝚘 𝚗𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛!
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♥🥀 -> ❝Aw come on Y/N!❞ Bridgette pleaded you, giving you the sweetest smile you could ever imagine.
♥🥀 -> ❝I- I don't know...❞ you murmured, slowly and steadily shaking your head 'no' while looking at the peacefully sleeping Duncan.
♥🥀 -> Chris and Chef were nowhere to be seen at this moment and so on you couldn't ask for help to get out of the situation.
♥🥀 -> You felt two hands on your shoulders and your body froze, knowing you've been just traped.
♥🥀 -> ❝Y/N, you are Chris little beloved thing, do you think Duncan might be able to hurt you? Because I think no❞ was what Courtney said, giving your brain a false sense of safety, knowing you were going to get manipulated into awakening the dangerous teenager.
♥🥀 -> ❝Come on little one! Give us a hand, please?❞ now talked Geoff, making a thumbs up from his place a few meters away from you, but you still shaked your head 'no', knowing this could end up badly to all of you.
♥🥀 -> ❝Please Y/N! He is our only hope!!❞ practically cried Sadie, making pleading hands to you.
♥🥀 -> The social presion was slowly getting to you, and Courtney's grip only seemed to harden as the seconds passed by.
♥🥀 -> You finally screamed the word "fine" as all the team cheered in happiness.
♥🥀 -> Courtney let go of your shoulders and pushed you to Duncan's direction, making your hands slightly tremble at the thought of doing the thing that Duncan warned you to not do.
♥🥀 -> Hugging yourself out of fear you slowly make your way towards the sleeping teenager's body, feeling all the blood in your body go cold as you stop right beside him.
♥🥀 -> You turned your head to the team with a panicked expression, wanting to go back there and forget about all this, but the reassuring and comforting looks they give you is enough to make your hand make it's way to Duncan's shoulder.
♥🥀 -> You shake his shoulder slightly, feeling your hands tremble as the seconds pass by.
♥🥀 -> ❝Um... Duncan?❞ you shakily asked in a low tone as the teenager grumbled, not quite awake yet ❝I- your team needs you! Please wake up or they'll lose!❞ you whisper-scream, lowering your head to his ear.
♥🥀 -> You feel your heart stop beating when your wrist gets roughly griped, you lower your eyes with pure and genuine fear just to have them meet with the ice ones of the boy you were trying to wake up.
♥🥀 -> ❝what.did.I.said?❞ he asks in a hiss, looking at you with a highly disgusted expresion.
♥🥀 -> ❝To... not... wake you up...?❞ you manage to choke out, tears of panic and pain already watering your eyes.
♥🥀 -> ❝Yes. And what did you do?❞ he asked with a creppily calm tone of voice while he looks at you in sheer annoyance.
♥🥀 -> ❝I-I woke you up...❞ you say, the tears already falling from your eyes and making a tour in your cheeks.
♥🥀 -> ❝Exactly, you little piece of shit-!❞ he now screamed, getting himself up in the bench like a flash and using your trapped wrist as a way to throw you to the other side of the dodgeball court, watching with an evil grin as the room goes completely silent once a loud thud echoes inside the glass walls.
♥🥀 -> Everyone turns themself slowly to the direction of the thud, fearing what they might see, everyone is quiet... not even Heather brings herself to say a snarky comment at the situation as she truly took a liking to you.
♥🥀 -> And when you enter in the visual camp of everyone Duncan can hear gasps and a few screams.
♥🥀 -> Duncan turns his head too, now annoyed at their reaction, but when he looks at you he can swear that is heart stopped in it's tracks at the sight of you.
♥🥀 -> Your body was hidden in between a pair of broken benches, blood stained benches, your body was shaking as your broken sobs could be heard across the room.
♥🥀 -> ❝Holy fuck- I didn't mean this to happen...!❞ Duncan screamed-whispered, while all the people in the room looked at him with pure hatred as some of them quickly walked your way, wanting to make sure you were okay.
♥🥀 -> ❝Y/N, dude, are you okay?❞ asked a worried Geoff, wanting to lift you from the ground, but before he could even touch your body you shrank in fright, letting out a choked sob and using your arms as a shield to protect yourself ❝He-Hey! Calm down little one! I don't want to hurt you!❞ he said starting to panic at the fear you so suddenly happened to grow for him.
♥🥀 -> ❝Y/N, we're not going to hurt you! please stop flinching away from us!❞ practically pleaded Cody, who just got to your side, but when he tried to touch your hand, you quickly pushed him out of the way.
♥🥀 -> You got yourself up and quickly ran to the door, bumping into (to everyone's dismay) your uncle, Chris, the host of the TV show they're in.
♥🥀 -> They all froze as you flinched violently at the attempt of your family member of hugging you and you were quick to run out of the dodgeball court onto the woods, your shaky figure disappearing from everyone's visual camp not a minute after that.
♥🥀 -> Chris crosses his arms at this whole thing and at the silence that gets over the place and... frowns.
♥🥀 -> a deeply concerned frown.
♥🥀 -> ❝alright campers.❞ he said in a sinister and deeper tone than usual, not in his usual happy tone anymore ❝who.the.fuck.hurted.my.niece❞ he growled, letting the campers feel the potentiall danger that the adult has now turned into.
♥🥀 -> All the hands and pointy fingers go to Duncan, who gulps and shrinks in his place.
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